#destructionofkindness

     “Listen, if I want to carry twelve different kindsa knives with me.. and an array of other small weapons...”

5. Lips 

Envy leaned in, his lips curled back in a mocking grin and his fingers were around the young man’s throat. The grip wasn’t tight, it was meant to be only a threat. A hovering sensation to remind him how easily Envy could crush his windpipe with a simple squeeze. 

“Boy, I think you’ve forgotten your place. What gave you the idea that I’d just take your insults without getting a little payback?” Envy ran his forefinger back and forth against the flesh of the young man’s neck. 

His forehead was almost touching the other’s, having come so close. His expression was expectant. “Now are you going to struggle or take your punishment willingly? ‘Cause there’s nothing you can do that will make me let you g-”

Warm lips were suddenly thrust against Envy’s and his amethyst eyes widened. His grip loosened on the young man’s neck and he stepped back, breaking contact. He wrinkled his nose and brought a hand up to his mouth and scowled.

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