#;raydan

        He hated this, having no control, being summoned always threw him off, not just mentally but physically as well. It didn't happen often but when it did Raydan always wanted to beat the shit out of whoever had done the summoning. Naturally, per the rules of his curse, he couldn't but that didn't stop him from mouthing off. "I just want you to know," he spoke in a slight pant, straightening his posture from the mildly hunched over position he had been in previously, gesturing with his left hand, "you're a piece of shit and what the fuck do you want?" Raydan glanced around, right hand on his bare abdomen, gazing searching for some unfortunate asshole he could potentially take his rage out on, maybe this time he wouldn`t be so lucky. 

       “Don’t worry, I’m used to people using me,” his dark gaze was showed how he was not phased by the injuries to his person, even as he wiped the blood from his mouth and spat the rest out onto the ground. Raydan was more than just used to being used by people, it was essentially the rules of his fucking curse. His gaze met that of the object his rage had been focused upon mere moments prior, a group of men, perhaps five, six if he had counted correctly but he had made the correct choice in running away from the dark haired monster man.

"See, dying in the wilderness is looking better and better the more you talk," so he's not the best at trying to work with others while under pressure, it's not as if Raydan were a team player anyways. And it wasn't entirely his fault that they'd ended up in this situation together, unfortunately, though, it had been his big ass mouth that has gotten them tied together. Raydan strained against their bonds, his back to theirs as he tried to loosen just enough to get a hand free. It wasn't working like how he wanted and that only made him more frustrated, he was used to using his strength to his advantage but these binds were tight and the pulling he was doing really wasn't accomplishing much.

ACTUALLY REPLYING TO MEMES :’)      

      Muscles tensed as the other’s growl moved through him, a dark and intense gaze fixated on the being and his demeanor changed into a more defensive stance, perhaps not as subtle as he would have liked but he couldn’t help the grumbled-snort he shot back at her with a twitch of his upper lip. An effort to keep a SNARL behind his slightly exposed teeth, an animalistic response, one he really was making an effort to reign back from getting him into trouble, but tonight... he wanted trouble. 

       Shifting some to the side he let his hands drop to his sides, keeping them in view and somehow managing to maintain his breathing at a steady pace instead of the deep and growly huffs he wanted to take. He ended up circling, or at least, making a half of one before he stopped, pulling back the animal instinct to view her as prey. “Is that a warning or a threat?” Raydan finally spoke, voice low and mimicking her growled tone with a hint of defense lacing it.

WOW HAVE SOME FEELS THNX

              Being caught off guard was something Raydan wasn’t used to, for the most part, he spent his time trying to be prepared for anything and everything. After all, when you were suddenly summoned at random times, it was often a good idea to be ready for whatever dangers and tests that might follow such a thing. It was no mistake that things were different with Addison, from the very begininning, Raydan felt a difference in his summoning than any of the others he had experienced. 

                It had thrown him off, disturbed his normal persona, reminding him of the way things used to be when he wasn’t to forever be a slave to the same kind that had cursed him. She had’t cursed, Addison gave him a choice, more than anyone ever had and it was difficult for Raydan to trust, let alone allow himself to feel anything for anyone. He had limited himself to only violence and sufferage, accepting his curse with the full weight it presented itself. 

                  She wasn’t wrong, of course, he was the only one being a total idiot, all the hints he thought were nothing but a test, one designed to challenge him on things he had been tested on by others. But Addison WASN’T anyone he’d been with before, she was greater than that and it was as if a light bulb had gone off just above his head. Features dropping into a soft and careful expression, moving much against his better opinion. This wasn’t a good idea, but she was good to him. Something strange made his chest ache and before Raydan realized it he had closed the distance between them, his dark gaze searching hers for a moment longer than he likely needed. 

                    For a moment he wasn’t sure this was real, as if the beast that had changed him had placed this curse on him had come back to seek more revenge on the foolish and haughty man who had taken her life. There was a fleeting thought, that perhaps this was a trap, her expressing that he was the only one from keeping them together but he shoved it down, deep inside where he kept all his other insecurities and instead he placed his hand on Addison’s cheek. 

                     Raydan shook his head, unsure of what to say exactly, he should have said he was an idiot, a fool for even thinking this wasn’t more than just a bond formed by accidental magic, he cared about her; had learned her mannerisms in some form and more than just like a dog would its owner. Perhaps he could take a chance, it didn’t mean that things would end in disaster, he was prone to that anyway. 

      It was a drive he rarely had control over, although, this time around, he wasn’t sure he really minded it when it took him by surprise. There wasn’t always a distinction between beast and man, but a few steps carried him closer to the object of his affections before his forehead found its place against Addison’s shoulder. With his face nuzzling against her softly he let his hands snake in around her waist, leaning against her some before grunting ever so softly as if to say he wanted to be pet.

            The speed of the vehicle was irrelevant to Raydan, his dark gaze was fixated on the moon illuminated back road as he exceeded the speed limit by a good twenty miles per hour. “That was stupid,” he breathed, eyes flicking to the rearview mirror searching for anyone that might have been following them, there wasn’t anyone yet but with the thick darkness on the road, anything could have been following them. A grunt left the dark-haired man’s busted lips as he shot a glance at the person in the passenger’s seat, dark gaze moving over them quickly, searching for injuries. He’d sustained several other injuries himself, busted ribs for sure, so much so he shifted to ease the pain, it didn’t work too well. “What were you thinking?” He asked in a breathy voice, pained and almost labored.

             It was his way of expelling his frustrations, certainly, it hadn’t been their fault anything that had transpired had ended in Raydan getting the shit kicked out of him, it wasn’t a rare occurrence, but the man was irritated, to say the least regardless. The vehicle jerked on the unpaved road before he turned onto the pavement, finding the main road to take. Wincing slightly, he took a hand off the wheel and put it to his side, testing the intensity of his injuries, a small hiss left his lips and Raydan put his hand back. “Can you tell if anyone is following us?” He questioned, his voice less irritated this time around.