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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. |
I AM NOT OKAY
Table & Coding © Hickey; Set just after Bastion gets his marking since he would need something to cover it when away from Salsola?; 732 words I DON'T PRETEND TO BE
It was with an eagerness of a child that he had made the trip to the ruined city. The trip involved a lot of the young male running ahead only to have to wait impatiently, foot tapping included, for the other male to catch up once more. It was through spread word that he had learned of the ruined city. And of course since he was traveling so far away from their new home he simply had to have Janos with him. Besides, the other was experienced with clothing where he wasn't. And well he had been given the warning to keep his mark covered. Janos used a garment to keep his own mark covered so he figured that he should do the same. He could think of no other way to hide it, not that he was keen on having to wear such heavy articles. Or at least Janos's coat felt heavy on his shoulders when the other would wrap him in it when he got cold.
Bastion made his way through the rubble and decay. He wasn't exactly sure just what it was that he was looking for. All he knew was that he needed something that would fit over the mark that had been placed on his hip. it also had to be something that he would take comfort in wearing. Of course it would take a bit to achieve that effect since he wasn't used to wearing clothing at all. He just needed something light weight that he could forget that he even had on. And well, he had Janos here to help him find just that.
Progress was eventually made into the remains of someone's house. He cared little for the ruined artifacts. All he knew was that this place had similar architecture and the buildings in the village and that was why they were chosen for a first stop. The male rummaged around the first room that was entered but found nothing of particular value and interest to him. Though from that front room he made his way on up the stairs. He figured to start high and then work his way lower. Or Janos could check out the lower level for himself if he wanted to.
Or at least that had been the thought on his mind until he had entered a bedroom and found a strange artifact contained within a box beneath the bed. Of course he had entered the room and rummaged around a bit before he had gotten onto his knees to check beneath the bed. Within a large box in the closet he had found himself a hat to place on his head. The hat had ear holes already cut out, little did he know that they were actually panties and what he thought were ear holes were actually leg holes. It was after he had acquired his hat that he had checked beneath the bed and found what he had found. "Puppy! Come here!" He called out, uncertain of just where the other was since he was still down on his knees and peering into the box. He figured that Janos would know just what the ribbed adult toy was. Bastion's mind figured it was something used for fishing since he was in a box and the fishermen where he had been born kept their stuff in boxes and well, Janos used to fish from what he had heard. The youth's fingers ran over the cylindrical object with the domed head. He figured that if it was for fishing then Janos could use it. After all the older male was often the one providing food for the both of them.
He waited on the other male to respond to his beckoning, knowing without a doubt that the other would do whatever it was that he wanted him to do. But while he waited the boy licked at the phallic toy, trying to figure out for himself why the fish would want to try and eat this. He didn't understand it. It didn't really taste like food. But fish were stupid anyways, at least in Bastion's opinion they were. Why would they really swim towards metal things to get themselves captured if they were smart? The small male ended up sticking the toy in his mouth to chew on it and try to get some sort of taste out of it. |
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