A Kind of Courtship
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charisstomaTitle: A Kind of Courtship
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 524
The touch was felt but not as one feels a touch, more like a gentle gliding that burned. Which made sense since it was a summing up of him from across the crowded room and not a physical touching.
Keeping his back turned he scented out the individual and sent back a thought, “Find something you like?”
There was a pause, “Maybe,” was sent back stolidly giving nothing away even while feeling the glance move over him again.
Patience had never been his failing and it ate at him to not take this into more unrefined realms, to not shatter open the answers he wanted to questions he didn’t yet know. But alarming the bar’s patrons and staff would not provide anything but him having to be the one withholding answers. He clenched his teeth against an oath that would cause a rain of fiery brimstone inside the building. Humans though amusing were, he found, often inconveniently inhibiting. Twitching his wings in annoyance, he had the disquieting feeling of a cool hand smoothing over the black feathers of his presently ethereal wings.
“Stop that.”
Amusement came back to him, “I’m not bothering you, am I?”
“Does this bother you?” He inserted a knuckle between his lips, his tongue lapping at it, hidden inside the recess of his mouth, before suckling on it lightly. Heat flashed over at him and he smiled a devilishly coy grin around his finger. “I do believe it does.”
The insubstantial hand grasped the top arches of his wings, pinning them together. Adz froze as certainly as a kitten or a female when the stud has them in their teeth. Why those of his kind, and undoubtedly the one whose hand held him, had this reflex he could not fathom but it was effective. He flung mental curses that would have caused this whole block of buildings to have a tragic ‘Special Announcement’ break in to the media’s evening entertainment viewing if he’d uttered them aloud.
“Let’s see if we can find your off button,” and a finger tapped at his entrance in warning. He stopped.
Internally he quivered and felt metaphoric teeth sink into his nape to take a taste of him. There would be nowhere he could hide from the other after this, unless another of them claimed him. If that happened there’d be a holy or unholy confrontation with him as the prize. He could work with that, he decided.
“I think you just require some training to unlearn the bad habits you’ve acquired while on your own,” was whispered in his ear, when had the other relocated without him noticing? “Now are you going to give me any trouble or do I need to move this to a deeper knowledge of your plumbing here where everyone can see?”
Adz whimpered and cursed on a level that wasn’t perceivable to any other than himself and whined. They’d see whose plumbing was going to be explored and who the explorer but a nephilim had to pick his battles carefully and there was nothing to say that this might not be amusing in the long years before Time’s End.
Follows from here http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/485264.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 524
The touch was felt but not as one feels a touch, more like a gentle gliding that burned. Which made sense since it was a summing up of him from across the crowded room and not a physical touching.
Keeping his back turned he scented out the individual and sent back a thought, “Find something you like?”
There was a pause, “Maybe,” was sent back stolidly giving nothing away even while feeling the glance move over him again.
Patience had never been his failing and it ate at him to not take this into more unrefined realms, to not shatter open the answers he wanted to questions he didn’t yet know. But alarming the bar’s patrons and staff would not provide anything but him having to be the one withholding answers. He clenched his teeth against an oath that would cause a rain of fiery brimstone inside the building. Humans though amusing were, he found, often inconveniently inhibiting. Twitching his wings in annoyance, he had the disquieting feeling of a cool hand smoothing over the black feathers of his presently ethereal wings.
“Stop that.”
Amusement came back to him, “I’m not bothering you, am I?”
“Does this bother you?” He inserted a knuckle between his lips, his tongue lapping at it, hidden inside the recess of his mouth, before suckling on it lightly. Heat flashed over at him and he smiled a devilishly coy grin around his finger. “I do believe it does.”
The insubstantial hand grasped the top arches of his wings, pinning them together. Adz froze as certainly as a kitten or a female when the stud has them in their teeth. Why those of his kind, and undoubtedly the one whose hand held him, had this reflex he could not fathom but it was effective. He flung mental curses that would have caused this whole block of buildings to have a tragic ‘Special Announcement’ break in to the media’s evening entertainment viewing if he’d uttered them aloud.
“Let’s see if we can find your off button,” and a finger tapped at his entrance in warning. He stopped.
Internally he quivered and felt metaphoric teeth sink into his nape to take a taste of him. There would be nowhere he could hide from the other after this, unless another of them claimed him. If that happened there’d be a holy or unholy confrontation with him as the prize. He could work with that, he decided.
“I think you just require some training to unlearn the bad habits you’ve acquired while on your own,” was whispered in his ear, when had the other relocated without him noticing? “Now are you going to give me any trouble or do I need to move this to a deeper knowledge of your plumbing here where everyone can see?”
Adz whimpered and cursed on a level that wasn’t perceivable to any other than himself and whined. They’d see whose plumbing was going to be explored and who the explorer but a nephilim had to pick his battles carefully and there was nothing to say that this might not be amusing in the long years before Time’s End.
Follows from here http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/485264.html
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Date: 2013-08-06 02:22 am (UTC)Thank You. *grins*
Date: 2013-08-06 03:18 am (UTC)Greedy??? *snickers*
The POV is Adz.
Who is the other individual? I need a name.
Can't you see Adz out there flirting with/trying to bring on a contender... maybe he can get away during the two 'angels' fighting over him. Maybe not. And if he doesn't or this one whose name I don't have wins what will happen?
I need a name.
Re: Thank You. *grins*
Date: 2013-08-06 08:00 am (UTC)http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asmodeus
or something near that? ^^;;;
Re: Thank You. *grins*
Date: 2013-08-06 09:24 pm (UTC)