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illusional_you

One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor! - RP Verse with beastlyinsides

Dec 01, 2009 21:26

I regard the shot glass in front of me wondering just how we ended up here. Sylar and I are in the middle of Bumfuck Egypt, in a dirty ratty bar, miles away from our latest prey ( Read more... )

sylar - beastlyinsides, verse: beauty and the beast, adult content, graphic violence, fic

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beastlyinsides December 2 2009, 04:39:03 UTC

I fill up the shot glasses, almost all the way to the top. It's not like it's going to matter for me, I can deal with the alcohol just fine. I would probably have to empty the entire bottle by myself for there to be any kind of effect.

"I thought we should celebrate, Candice. That was a fucking awesome kill back there." It had been great, the bloodshed and mayhem alone had been enough to make me feel as happy as I can be. And it had left me hungry as well, though tequila was as good a way to still that as anything else.

With the added bonus of seeing Candice drunk and complaining in the morning, of course.

I pick up the lime left for us, cut it in several pieces easily enough with TK and grab a piece for myself. "Down the hatch, right?"

illusional_you December 2 2009, 05:28:43 UTC

He's smiling, I know him well enough now to recognize the euphoria he feels after a kill. Just because he's a ball of fucking sunshine doesn't mean that he's not still a bastard. I know he wants me drunk and for me to make a fool of myself. He's still riding the coattails of the last time I drank too much coming up with stories of my actions that I cannot disprove.

The poor dear is in for a surprise tonight. I give him a wink before tossing the first shot back. That one is always the worst. I wince as the liquor burns down my throat. Tears pool in the corner of my eyes as I bite down into the sour fruit.

"Is that it honey?" I ask. Taunting him while pouring us each another full shot. "Are you going to show me what a big man you are because you can out drink little ole me."

I can't help but wonder if he'll even notice the illusion I've placed him under, the one that makes the effects of the alcohol so very real.

beastlyinsides December 2 2009, 09:35:26 UTC

I snort, just shaking my head and tossing back another shot. I don't mind the taste, tequila is good. That's only thing that made being in Mexico worth it, there was some fucking good tequila there. Though I guess that tequila is always better than anything else if you so happen to be stuck in a bad burrito kind of nightmare. "I don't need to show you anything, sweetie. I'm in a good fucking mood and I want to show you a good time. Is that so hard to believe?"

I laugh, pouring up more for the both of us. Yeah, well, maybe she's right to disbelieve me. I am a lying monster, aren't I? If it's for my benefit, I'll lie. If someone lies right back, I'll be furious. That's how it is.

"Eat, drink and be merry, right? Or in this case, just shut the fuck up and drink. Maybe we'll even dance later."

To country songs, that'll be the day. That's all they have here, apparently. Though maybe I could take over the jukebox later.

illusional_you December 3 2009, 02:19:53 UTC

I let out a very unladylike snort. Yeah right, he wants to show me a good time. More like have me put on a show that's a fucking hilarious time for him ( ... )

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beastlyinsides December 3 2009, 21:54:32 UTC

I turn my chair towards the bar, planting elbows firmly on it. "Hell, have fun sweetie." I let the yokel drag her off towards what seems to be the dancefloor, not that he seems to need to drag. Candice is willing to go to great lengths to annoy me. I down more alcohol and turn around again, can't help but at least look.

He's groping her ass, dancing close and Candice is stealing his hat. He going to grope a lot more than her ass soon, I can see that, even though I think my brain is working a lot slower right now.

Right, Sylar. Think this is a good idea? I can't say I fucking care right now, I'm already putting my glass down and getting up, surprisingly steady. I'm heading over there and mister yokel is tripping on his ass thanks to a small grab of his ankle with my telekinesis.

"Clumsy. I think the lady would prefer someone who can stand." I pull Candice close, putting on my best moves. Thank you dance classes.

illusional_you December 4 2009, 02:16:34 UTC

Surprisingly I'm finding it easy to flirt with this country bumpkin smiling instead of punching when his hands dip too low and reach my ass. I don't like it but I like the fact that he's taking the initiative, making my plan so much easier. I can feel Sylar's eyes boring through the back of my head ( ... )

beastlyinsides December 4 2009, 07:39:27 UTC

"Didn't think I could do this, hmm?" I hold her close, moving with the music and moving with her. "There's a lot of things you don't know about me, miss 'I've read your file'." I notice that she smells nice and then ( ... )

illusional_you December 4 2009, 23:40:35 UTC

I'm looking into his eyes and then sigh before I'm about to rest my head on his shoulder. That's the moment all hell breaks loose.

Roy's got a bar stool, bashing it over Sylar's head and back, knocking him clear onto the ground. Two heavy set goons in plaid have a hold of my arms. I give a good version of a hysterical damsel in distress. Pulling, twisting, kicking and screaming all over my man while Sylar's down ( ... )

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beastlyinsides December 9 2009, 07:12:29 UTC

If she thinks that I'm going to blink at her shedding her clothes in front of me, she has another thing coming. I tug my shirt off and pull my jeans off with ease, dropping it all in the trash with her clothes. I don't hesitate with the boxers either, God knows she's seen all of me before.

I head past her into the shower, flicking on the water with a thought, enjoying the feel of it. Somehow it feels even better now than ever. Maybe it's the buzz or maybe it is that we've left a complete slaughterhouse behind. It was beautiful. I used to have such a thing as a conscience, I used to care that I killed people that were normal with nothing to offer me. But fuck it, these people started it. One yokel attacked me, they all got involved and all the witnesses had to die.

If I happened to enjoy doing it all at the same time? A perk, really.

"Come on in, Candy-girl. I don't bite." I smirk at her, soaping my own hair in. Bet I have blood on my ears and other unthinkable places too. She does, after all. Can even see some on her eyelashes.

illusional_you December 10 2009, 04:41:25 UTC

He steps past me with that confident swagger that he always has, even now with him feeling drunk. God he aggrivates me like no other. I shouldn't let it get to me but damn it, I'm buzzed out of my mind, my defenses are down ( ... )

beastlyinsides December 11 2009, 02:12:54 UTC

I move in under the water again after watching her for a moment. She's all warm slick skin and clean scents and I bat her hands away from her hair, slipping mine into it instead. "You're not doing it right, Candy. You've got spots of blood behind your ears and down your neck." I tug her closer by her hair and then start washing it, throughly. Think I like how it feels. Or maybe I'm too dazed by all of this. Whatever the fuck it is, I'm doing this and I'm even willing to scrub away the spots of blood I can see, things she would have missed otherwise ( ... )

illusional_you December 11 2009, 05:09:02 UTC

I want to yell at him because he's an ass for yanking my hair but my protest dies on my lips as soon as his fingers are in my hair. Surely that moan didn't come from me. It couldn't have even though he's massaging my scalp, causing goosebumps to erupt all over my skin ( ... )

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beastlyinsides December 14 2009, 01:00:37 UTC

She's not wrong in her observation. Pretty damn hard to deny the evidence when she's got her hand on it, able to feel me twitch and very able to hear my breathing change, just a little. Time to change the rules and cheat, that seems the best plan at the moment and I don't hesitate with following it through. I losen her grip, pressing her hand back against the wall, pinning it there. "Not so fast, Candice. I'm not done yet." I want her, I want her bad. But I want her to be less cocky first. Her other hand follows, both held down with telekinesis ( ... )

illusional_you December 14 2009, 03:41:17 UTC

He's such an arrogant bastard. I growl as he pulls my hand off his hot, hard flesh, mocking me with his damnable mouth. I've never given into fits of femininity but the urge to claw his smug face is overbearing ( ... )

beastlyinsides December 14 2009, 04:24:52 UTC

Her breathing has changed, I can feeling just how much she wants me, feel her muscles clench around my fingers as if they don't want to let them go. And yet she doesn't want to give in, not all. I think that thrills me even more, wanting to push this, wanting to see just how much it takes to make her moan ( ... )

illusional_you December 14 2009, 21:16:54 UTC

I swallow my gasp though it's getting harder to control my responses. He's good, so fucking good. I'm drowning in the sea of pleasure he's bringing me to. My fingers flex desperate to claw, to dig into the meat of his back and shoulders but he's still holding them down with his power ( ... )

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