12-21-2007, 09:52 PM
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[/html]As much as a masochist Samael was, Hybrid did not enjoy the feeling of pain to the same degree the other did. When he was fighting and was wounded, sometimes, the pain would drive him and give him more reason and focus, but most of the time, it just pissed him off. He withstood it when he and Vitium had been fucking around, but never for anyone else. They had never been worth it. To be able to inflict some sort of pain or wound upon him was more an honour than anything else. Unlike Samael, who seemed willing to take it from anyone. Fuck, he'd probably enjoy it if a fucking wolf hurt him, clawed at him. Of course, Hybrid was not here to judge the other's pleasures, but rather, take advantage of them.
Hybrid snarled as Samael dragged his claws across his chest, staining his chest red with blood and desire. Hybrid did not want to be compliant to the likes of this creature. He clasped Samael's wrist tightly, digging his claws in, eyes dancing with amusement. "Oh, and I wonder what you would look like writing under me, crying out like the fucking whore you know you are," Hybrid replied, snarling once more. He leaned closer, dropping onto his elbows and reducing the space between them. He could feel the other moving slightly, the heat radiating off his fur. He wanted to tear it off and watch him bleed, make him scream and cry, make Samael hate him and lust for him. He wanted everything, but nothing more than that.