Under Bedrock

Groans, wanting to leave now, but the other... "What's your problem? Things we're fine and then you had to go off and say those things."

"Things are still fine. You're the one being a big baby about all of this." Shrugs and sips at his drink. "I don't like faking a good attitude. If you can't accept me the way I am, that's your problem."

"It's not the bad attitude, just..." Sighing, he leaned down, sitting down on the arm of the seat. "Don't you think that it'd be better to take that attitude out on someone else who deserves it? Not a poor girl like that?"

"I wasn't taking it out on anyone. I was simply speaking." Again, a shrug. "She put it out there, and I said something. That's all there is to that. That and women are disgusting and worthless in their beginning anyways."

Shakes his head, he moved to the floor, sitting on his haunches as he looked up to the boy. "Women are necessary for life, belli... Alois. So please, if you are irritated, please don't take it out on the public..." He groaned. Self sacrificing was something he did far too much. "I can take it."

"I don't need you to take it." Narrows his eyes a bit, though a smile graced his lips. "I can do whatever I want, and you can't change me or that fact."

"Sometimes you shouldn't be so rough on the public. Even if they upset you." Buries his head on the cushion in front of him, right next to the others arm. "Per favore. I had tried so hard to make my brothers accept you."

"No one has upset me. I don't know how many times I have to say that." Frowns, pressing the heel of his boot onto Caesars crown as he crosses his legs. "I'm simply not pretending to be nice anymore."

Sighing, he allowed the boot to be pressed into the back of his head, groaning as he pushed forward slightly, lips grazing against the area of skin between the boys thigh highs and his shorts. "Some sense of decorum is needed in this area. Stress is high. Please..."

Not reacting, he simply continued to stare down at him. "Please what?"

"Please be good, if only for me?" His hands drew up, pulling the other's hips down toward his face, hiding it between the boy's legs.

Shifted downwards, he hugs, and wraps his legs around the others head, heels resting on his back. "No."

His hands squeezed tighter on the other's thighs, lifting his head, face red, body shaking ever so slightly as he looked up to the boy. "Per favore? I'm begging you. I just... Want to be happy with you."

Fingers curling, he settles his chin upon his now closed fist, resting the supporting arm upon the chair. "No, you want to be happy with someone who you can change so that you're not embarrassed by me. I don't do well with faking shit, and I shouldn't have to."

"I don't want you to change. Be abrasive and abusive... Just not to anyone else but me..." He dipped his head back down into the other's stomach. "Per favore."

Perks a brow, and sighs. "No."

Groaning softly, he buried his head in the other's stomach... "Then I won't stop you... But I won't protect you if others want to hurt you. You make your own bed."

Settles his hand in the others hair, sipping again at his tea before dumping the rest of it upon the mans head. "And I lie in it."

Wet and sticky. That was something he was used to but never on his head... Well... wrong head. "You do these things and expect me to not react, huh?" Lifting the other up by the hips, he turned and sat down, letting the other's back hit his knees.

Anger flashed in his eyes at the sudden movement, jerking as his spine hit hard knees. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?!"

"Making you lie in it." Smirking, he nodded, letting the other's hips down around his torso, lifting him up to look at him face to face. "Clean me off."

Narrowing his eyes, he grinned for a moment, before he spit, directly into Caesars face. "There. Clean."

Frowning he wiped the spit from his face, running his hand across Alois' own. "There. You're clean too."

Letting out a noise of anger, he reached back into his jacket and slammed his hand forward, towards Caesar's gut. If he caught it quickly enough, there was a gleam of metal in that tiny fist.

The eyes of the ripple user were certainly fast enough, as were his hands. The knife went right through his palm, a smile growing on his face. "Apologize to me, and I will to you. If not, I'll break your hands now."

His stance is irritated, but he doesn't waver, raising a brow. "It's not the first time I've had broken limbs. You're being petty, trying to seduce me after we ended things. You're full of fucking gall." Pushing at Caesars arm, he attempted to twist the hand with knife deeper into the others palm before his hand could be grabbed.

"I never try to seduce anyone. It's just in my nature." Pulling the other's arms up, he stood, grabbing for the other's wrists to dangle him above the ground. "Behave."

"That's a poor fucking excus--" Oh, let's be in the air. "Let. Go."

"Do you really want me to drop you? I can't say how smoothly you'll land. Behave and I'll let you down gently, but if you don't, I'll keep you hanging." He channeled the ripple from his fingertips to the other's wrists, letting the energy shock the lad slightly. Perhaps a little electro therapy would help this helpless whelp.

Yelping from the sudden shock, he twists and wiggles in the others grasp, hissing and snarling. "I fucking said let me down!"

"I said no! Behave, or I'll do it again." He growled just as harshly towards the other. No more fucking around.

Glaring, he went completely limp, pouting in the others hold. "Fuck you."

"Perhaps later, if you're good enough." Blood dripped down both their arms, spattering on the lodge floor below. "Will you behave?"

"Yeah, whatever. Now let me go before you dislocate my fucking arm."

"I will heal it if I do. Now," He set the boy down slowly, giving him one last shock of ripple through his body, just as a warning. "Are you going to be a good boy? Or am I going to have to punish you again?"

Pulling his hand away at the end of the shock, he snarled, and took a step back. "Don't talk to me like you're my fucking dad or something. Just go fuck off. I'm done with you."

Frowns, looking down at the blood coming from his hand, shrugging as it dripped to the floor. "If you're done, I want you to keep away from me and people I associate with. If I see you around, I'll break you." How had this come about. He groaned softly. What to do now...

"I'll do as I please, when I please. Stuff that threat up your own ass. I'm not some weak ass cunt that will bend to your will and let you fuck her into submission." Turning on his heel, he flipped the bird as he began to walk towards the double doors. "You couldn't break my nail without crying about it."

Listening to that last retort, he laughed. Hard. "We'll see then." Hardening his gaze, hardening his heart, he glared the other down. Such love he had for the boy, he had to break it. If he didn't, he'd have crush him with it. It was better this way.