A/N~~ ok I'm not going supernatural on you guys but when Razel and Zaire switch personalities their irises change colors and their voices change. It's like...Their body changes to fit the personality. It won't be a massive change or anything like that. His eyes are a very vibrant blue. And when he switches with Zaire they turn a stormy grey color. Ok? Ask if you have questions.(>_<)
Zaire's p.o.v.
Two days... That's how long I have been in control. Razel better hurry up and get his mind together or something. We usually are switched back by now. He has an appointment tomorrow and I am not playing Razel any longer. It's frustrating!!
Ok, so it's hard being Razel. Everyone just sees him as quiet and somewhat nice and I'm not like that... I'm mean neither is Razel, but the little prick wants to play the part. Also I talk, a lot. Ugh, this sucks.
I'm going crazy... I was crazy before but this just pushes me further. Don't get me started on that sexy, muscled, toned sexy god that keeps staring at me every time he is at the house... Which is everyday. Lately, he has been coming over with cuts and bruises all over him. I guess from his gang activity. Oh, speaking of which I still haven't messed with them about that.
I walked over to the couch and sat next to Damien. He smirked at me and sipped his whiskey. I stared at him and sighed.
"How did you get that?" I asked lightly tracing my finger on the bruise on his jaw. He tensed.
"Just some fight with a guy at my club." He replies. I rose my brow at him. He owns a club?
"You own a club?" I asked poking his bruise. His jaw twitched. I snickered.
"Yes. It's called Fantasy. It a BDSM link club. V. I. P and members only." He said smirking and moving my hand away. I could make so many jokes right now!
"Are you sure you got into a fight? Sure you didn't get spanked in the face for not listening or something?" I held in my laughed. He glared at me from the corner of his eye. "I'm just asking. You know curiosity and all." I smiled innocently. He turned to face me and smirked.
"I can cure your curiosity baby." He whispers on my ear. I lean in closer to his ear. My lips graze lightly over it. I felt him shiver.
"Will there be spanking?" I ask slowly. He groaned and pulled away. He stared into my eyes and I saw his Lust.
"Oh, there will be so much more than just spanking baby." He replies his voice deep and husky. I shivered. Razel would kill me if I had sex with him.
"Hmmm, tempting. But unfortunately I can't. Not at the moment at least." I whispered the last part and stood from my spot. He looked surprised and annoyed. I smiled at him and walked away.
"Damn tease." I heard him whisper. I turned to face him. My eyes narrowed and cold. My face muscles tight.
"What?" I asked tilting my head a little. I watched him stand up and take a couple steps in my direction. I tensed my body, ready to fight. He was quick and had his hands on my face. Cradling my cheeks in his hands.
A/N~~it gets steamy. Sorry bad at sexy steamy scenes>_<
"I said...fucking tease." He whispered and then kissed me... Hard. His tongue pushed past my lips and twisted around mine. He left no place untouched. My body was heating up. My head was still tilted but it gave him more access to my mouth so I didn't complain.
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A Master for Razel!
Roman d'amourMy name is Razel Stone. I'm 25 years old and gay. My story is a little rough, but please don't judge me too soon. I'm a murderer. I killed a man and I couldn't bring myself to feel any remorse or guilt. My little brother and I were into BDSM. We we...