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Attraction and Appeal	By : Hopebringer Category: Weiß Kreuz > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1381 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Appeal

Appeal. An earnest or urgent request, entreaty, or supplication. The power of attracting or of arousing interest: a city with special appeal for museumgoers.

Appealing, appeals. To make an earnest or urgent request, as for help. To have recourse, as for corroboration; resort: I appeal to your sense of justice. To be attractive or interesting: The idea didn't appeal to me.

God doesn't exsist. If he did, I wouldn't be lusting after a complete and utter iceburg. I wouldn't be wanting to see Antartica melt into the ocean surrounding it as it moaned its pleasure to the world. I wouldn't be wondering if he was loud or soft... I would know. I would be able to tell you if he had any experience or not before me. I would know if he was a natural red-head. I wouldn't be wandering back home to the Koneko utterly smashed out of my mind six months after that fucked up mission still lusting after a fucking prick of an ice bastard. I would be in the arms of more pleasant company. I'm not picky on whom, just someone pretty and approachable. Someone who could slake my vices for a bit while I laid next to them for a second before I got up and left. I'd be still there now if it weren't for a fucking red haired icicle who will not leave my obsessed lust. It wants answers, answers that he will never give. Still, I don't know if I want to know those answers either. I would rather not be haunted the rest of my natural days by... By what now. Fuck it. I'm too shit-faced right now to care. Hell, I couldn't even bring myself to want to fuck that little blonde tourist today. That's unlike me, I could have done it yesterday. Hell, I could fuck Omi in this state normally and not care, and he's rather like a younger brother most of the time. Then when I'm like this I realize he's a teenager, a seventeen year old male with hormones as well. He'd be better off with a girl or maybe someone closer to his age I'm sure. Still, right now anything would tempt me. Anything. The only question would be if I could perform or not. Meh. I guess it would depend on the person... Hell, maybe I could find a willing red head. Yeah, one that would let me fuck them into oblivion with no questions asked and keep their eyes closed so that I wouldn't notice the difference. That sounds like a plan for tomorrow night if this happens again...

When did the walk back to the shop and apartments get so long again... It wasn't this bad last night. Hell. At least the sidewalk was stable last night. Damn fucking red headed bastard owes me. It's his fault I'm walking home like this instead of sinking into heaven with someone else. He's not even appealing, just attractive. Ice can never be appealing, it is too cold and unapproachable. It freezes everything around it by sapping away the heat. It doesn't bend and share any warmth. It is just there, shaped to either be utilitarian or beautiful and at times both. There is nothing appealing about that, so why am I so obsessed with it. Oh yeah, I'm smashed and he's pretty. Fucking gorgeous actually, just cold, and I want a piece of that. I want to claim that I got that ice to dent enough that I could make him human for a split second. A difficult conquest to brag about, yeah. That's it. I want to beat him at something, to best him. To best him and smash that better than you air around him and all his self-rightousness. I want to see him squirm with the knowledge that he's not as good as he thinks he is. That he's just one of us, human and a number. A casualty waiting to happen. That's what we are and what I want him to know. I also want to know if that night meant he would be any fucking good or just one hell of an actor. Personally, I would say one hell of an actor. There's no way anyone would want to fuck someone like that except to brag about beating the challenge it presented. I guess I am a narcisstic bastard... But who fucking cares. I kill for a living and like to carouse afterwards to prove to myself I'm still alive. I won't be nominated for a saint anytime soon, although I should be considering who I put up with on a regular basis.

How long have I been walking this way? A hour? Two hours? Shit. I'm more wasted than I thought. I should have gone home with that blonde, I could have slept it off there. Damn bastard. I swear... He had better be asleep by the time I get back and either Omi or Ken there to greet me or I won't be held responsible for what happens next. He can glare all he fucking wants, but I won't be able to be held responsible for what I'll do to him. Ah... There's the God-forsaken shop now, time to slip around back and enter the building via the kitchen. There's a light on in the den window, heh. It will at least make negotiating this corner easier, damn thing won't stay put. I said stop wobbling. Listen to me dammit! My thoughts are important! Heh. Fuck you sidewalk and corner. I made it to the door. Hah! Kiss my ass I said!

Of course, fate will never be kind to me. Or is it being cruel at all? The one waiting for me as I stumbled into the kitchen, leaning against the door frame leading to the den, would be the cause of all my fucking trouble. Didn't he hear the silent warnings not to be here when I got home tonight? Does he want me to fuck him stupid into the nearest object? Shit. He's glaring. Bad move Ayan, very bad move. I'm going to have to discipline you now. You can't just leave a man hanging like you did me and not expect to be in trouble...

"Drunken lech."

How quaint. Very inventive Ayan, especially as you try to get me to sit down so I can drink that glass of water on the table. I'll wait until you help me upstairs for now. I won't prick your danger sense anymore than I have to under your silent lecture. I hope you wanted this ice princess, because your getting what you're asking for. Ah look, fate must be on my side now. You're trying to get me to stand so I can go to sleep in my own bed. Too bad sleeping is the last thing on my agenda. Hm. You feel warmer than I remember Fujimiya. You want this don't you. You'll get it. I'm always one to aim to please, particularily in the area of my preferred vices. You're pretty enough to be attractive too. You're just not appealing. This won't be more than a one night stand little Ayan. Can you handle that? Can you handle being fucked and left? You'll have to see me everyday knowing that you weren't good enough of a lay for me to come back to. I'll be able to say that I got through the ice and came back relatively unscathed with the knowledge that you were an imperfect human... Oh the look on your face, it'll make up for the suffering you've put me through for these past months. More than make up for it.

Looks like we've made it to my room, time to pay the price Ayan. I might be drunk and shit-faced, but I have an advantage on you. I'm not as drunk as you think. I think I like the look on your face when I push you into my room and shut the door before pinning you to it. Yes, glare at me ice princess. You'll melt soon enough I promise. I think I will enjoy this. I can watch you as I kill you with a single kiss. No need to struggle pretty icicle, you wanted this after all.
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