[M] Happy Birthday Cotl!

Izaak · 10-28-2010, 02:28 PM

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WARNING This thread contains: graphic sexual content, graphic violence, or extremely offensive material starting with the 1st post. Reader discretion is advised.

OOC here: Table & Coding © Jacoby; Yay Cotl's b-day!; 666 words

The child had slept peacefully. He took after his father in the fact that he could sleep through absolutely anything. That had been figured out when he had first gotten here. It had taken both of the brothers shaking him in order to wake him. That is why it was left to Izaak to wake himself up. He had slept in this time. It was afternoon by the time that he finally roused. He yawned and stretched, shifting around beneath the blanket on the bed. But it was as he was blinking open his eyes that he noticed the mark on the inside of his wrist. One arm had been resting under his head so that he could lay on it while the other rested on the pillow, just in front of his face. Slowly he sat up, fingers touched where he was missing fur so that a black mark could be seen. A hiss passed through his lips as he touched the slight swelling. What the.... had happened? Where had his fur gone? Why was there this odd mark on him? Where had it come from?

The boy had sat still for a good few minutes, just staring at his arm. Something in his mind snapped. When he finally moved again it was with a snarl on his lips. Where was that fucking bastard Cotl at!? He had to be the one that had done this to him! What the hell did he think he was doing!? Stupid fucking little midget! He would pay for this! What right did he think that he had to do this!? Stupid little cunt! The thoughts raged around in his mind. How was it that when Izaak was suffering one of his violent black outs that his mind and intelligence were sharpened? It made him seem like an entirely different person. The one time that he was thinking with clarity and reason was when he wanted to make someone, make Cotl, pay for marking him up without his consent.

Head slowly turned so that he could look around the room to see if his uncle was there. He noted that his father was out doing whatever it was that he was doing when he left the room. There was the faint pondering of if he had something to do with this as well. Oh well he would take care of him later. "Was. Ist. Dieser!?" The words were spoken slowly, one by one, as they were growled out just as soon as he had spotted Cotl. Anyone would be able to tell that there was something wrong with Izaak. Usually the child would have been bouncing on bed as soon as he had woken up but not this time. He was sitting still and staring at his uncle as he held up his wrist that he was questioning about. Just looking into his hardened eyes there was no doubt about the sort of thoughts running through his mind. If his uncle could freely touch him then that meant he could freely touch his uncle. His uncle had taken what he wanted from him and now that he was awake it would be time to return the favor. And he knew just what it was that he wanted to touch. What it was that he wanted to take. Just what he had been denied the first day here.

Just that thought had a devious smile curling at the corners of his mouth. His uncle could say nein all he wanted to and it simply wouldn't matter. The man had drawn on Izaak without Izaak's expressed permission so why should he wait until Cotl's permission had been given to get what it was that he wanted? Exactly right, he didn't need to. Cotl didn't ask so he doesn't have to ask either. The malicious thoughts continued to filter through his head as he waited for an answer. He had made up his mind as to how the act would be repaid.

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