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Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan's heart fluttered like a bird's under Graverobber's forearm, and he couldn't help but chuckle, body and mind relaxed in the warmth of orgasm. "Your heart all right, old man?" he teased, nosing short, grey hairs that managed to find the most awkwardly cute ways of sticking straight out from his scalp and froze like that, stiffened by dampness. He could feel Nathan's heart beat even back here, in the dip right beneath his skull, could feel it slowing down at near the same rate as his own.The younger man continued to press lazy kisses to the back of the doctor's neck, then down his spine and across shoulder blades. Nathan might be in good shape for an old man, but he was obviously unused to having sex and afterglow simply wasn't the same as being tired out from a long night of killing debtors . Graverobber chuckled again, pulling back his own sweaty hair from his back, tying it back carelessly."Huh," he said thoughtfully, taking in the expanse of Nathan's back, the gentle slope of spine, the masculine form of shoulders and hips that tapered down to that cute ass. "I don't think I bit you when I was down there." The low voice was mildly disappointed as he traced a slow finger down the trough of Nathan's back. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | "I'll live to see another day," Nathan said, muffled by the sheets and suddenly grateful for all of the occupational cardio he had been doing over the years granted, this was a more pleasant way to get it. Unfortunately, this also reminded Nathan of the painful fact he would need to leave in a few hours to do his job he had no doubt that Rotti would have an assignment for him in short order it wouldn't be like him to just leave it to just a kill inside of GeneCo.Nathan felt the lips down the back of his neck and across his shoulders, and it struck him as oddly intimate Graverobber had made a few affectionate motions recently, and though the doctor took it with a grain of salt and remembered precisely who he was dealing with, he found himself pleased with the strange warmth of it. If it wasn't for their bizarre lifestyles, there might have even been some edge towards normalcy.He shivered a little at the finger stroking down his spine, and he turned his head to look at Graverobber, finding the man looking intently at his rear he did his best not to be embarrassed by it, considering precisely how well they had just gotten to know eachother."Why would you?" he asked, raising his eyebrows, genuinely astonished by the observation. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber glanced up, one thick eyebrow arched in an exaggerated fashion. "Oh, come on, Doc," he said sweetly, latching onto the hint of embarrassment and massaging the lean backside, lips curling into a smirk with more slick to it than his fingers earlier. "You must understand how good it is to leave a mark where no one else can see." He was sitting back, now, knees planted next to Nathan's side, and he curled around to mouth at the skin. Save for the pricks from his fingers on the hips, the good doctor's bottom was sadly bare.He clicked his tongue against the roof his mouth. That would simply not do.Quick as a snake, the dealer bit down then pulled in a patch of skin and muscle to worry, sucking color and pain into what would become a nice, very proper hicky. Hopefully one the doctor would feel when he sat down. He pulled back just as quickly with a 'pop' and grinned widely. "Better," he breathed. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan eyed Graverobber warily as the man used that baritone on him Graverobber was clearly more used to the post orgasmic glow than the doctor was, because while the thief was bright eyed and bizarrely energetic, Nathan felt like he could barely get his hands to obey him. He was vaguely aware that the other man would never actually behave himself he wasn't even sure that was a possibility but Nathan had held onto the vague hope that Graverobber would at least wind down a little after an extremely rough session of fucking.No such luck, because before he could even protest, Graverobber was correcting what he viewed as a problem by placing a sudden and sharp bite on his rear that caused the doctor to let out a small gasp, and Graverobber lingered long enough that Nathan knew the man had left a mark on him. He felt heat in the spot, and glanced back to see a red circle forming slowly into a bruise, and he cast an unimpressed look in Graverobber's direction.As though he wasn't going to feel it enough every time he sat down, he had to bite him there too.Of course, that was when Nathan's mind helpfully supplied the fact that Graverobber had kissed him with that mouth, and his eyes went round."I have to brush my teeth." he croaked. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | The disinterested, almost haughty look he got from the older man made his smile widen. Without his make up, face flushed and hair disheveled, there was an almost honest look to him: when he smiled, it was real, there was no predatory glint, no mocking.Well. Maybe a little mocking.Graverobber knew exactly what Nathan was thinking about the moment those pale, lopsidedly colored eyes went wide as saucers and he laughed, a low rumble in his chest that was more warm that it should have been, before crawling up to kiss the man again. "Give up, Doc," he said pleasantly, pressing another gentle kiss against the line of his jaw, then another and another. Sex had the completely unexpected tendency to make the dealer a little more energetic, at least, sex he liked, as rare as that was . "I'll have you know, your ass is fairly clean," Graverobber added wickedly. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | For a long moment, the obsessively hygenic part of Nathan wanted to drive him out of the bed and into the bathroom to sanitize every part of himself he had forgotten how messy sex could be, how intensely involved it could get, and how sticky things were afterwards. He had forgotten what it was like to have another human's sweat on him, and have the taste of their skin on his tongue.But the kisses along his jaw caused him to ease against Graverobber, and he found himself returning the motions, kissing along the younger man's throat, because as it turned out, seventeen years of loneliness and no physical contact, seventeen years of affection that had been limited to the occasional hug he would give his child, and only ever speaking to other human beings if it was absolutely neccessary it turned out all of those things had outweight the need to violently brush his teeth.Skin on skin, even post orgasmic, was difficult for him to deny to himself after having done it for so long, and when he had Graverobber in front of him like this he was giving into temptation without even realizing it at that point, and it was partly because he could never be certain if it would happen again. These moments were fleeting, and for all he knew, one of them could be dead in weeks.That was the moment he grabbed hold of Graverobber and pulled him into a deep, terribly raw sort of kiss, for once lacking the pain of teeth. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber touched: that was simply a part of his life. He had foreign hands on his body in places that would make Nathan snarl nearly every time he met with someone else, he had sex and things very much like it against walls and dumpsters nearly every day and he dug his grubby fingers into tombs and bodies and pockets. This was different for some reason. When he touched, when he was touched, there was always an ulterior motive: he'd broken a few hands in his day stopping a thief reaching his or her needy hands into his pockets or for a little glass vial, he'd received payment, even given it, with mouths and hands.But Nathan, he knew, was lonely and for some reason he felt a twinge of pain below his lungs. Graverobber understood being alone: solitude, he thought as he continued necking with the older man, was being in the middle of a throng of people and hating every single one of them because they were just the same as the others and if they weren't, they were stupid, or they were competition or such a waste of space they shouldn't even breath. And here he was, falling into the same patterns they did, becoming one of them. He was so stupid.That didn't matter, though, when the old man kissed him. There was no teeth, no bruising force, but something about it was just as painful and he couldn't keep it up. He had to pull away, but he held on afterwards, face pressed into a neck that was hot with bruises, unable to identify thethingthat was gnawing at his insides. Fear, maybe, though he couldn't figure out why. After all, he was safe at the moment, and that was all that mattered.Right?Nathan would have to leave, though go out and kill people who certainly could do the maths, could arm themselves. Sometimes Repo Men died: he'd come across a few after throwing something at them to check if they were conscious. Had watched a little girl You's size crush a dead one's head with an old TV and the brains had gone everywhere, like the grey, wet innards of an over ripe melon. Graverobber gasped, then jerked away. "I'll have to work tonight," he said roughly, looking everywhere but at the doctor. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan was aware of the lunacy there was something undeniably stupid about what they were doing every moment that they spent together was idiotic for the sole reason that they lived two very different lives that had the potential to cross in a very nasty way. At any moment, one could be the other's target, Graverobber because of his tendency to take on any job handed to him, and Nathan because well, because of Graverobber's tendency to take any job handed to him.The fact was that Graverobber stuck his rainbow hued head into places he shouldn't, it was the reason he was in the Wallace home right then, but he was only alive because he was lucky, there was a good chance that any other Repo Man would have ended him by then. After all, it was a rare thing for a GeneCo employee to stop and think about loss of life as a negative, and Nathan couldn't bring himself to kill unless it was for the job, or, he suspected, if he had no other option. For Shilo, he would take a thousand lives it was a fact he was uncomfortably aware of.Yes, he was even aware of the stupidity of the kiss it was too delicate, too affectionate of a thing to survive between people like them. He knew how it must have seemed to Graverobber too lonely old man going soft on him after a shag, he hated how pathetic he must have seemed, but he didn't regret the kiss."I'll make sure I hold off dinner then," Nathan replied drily, though there was a sliver of humour somewhere in there he wasn't sure why Graverobber was telling him. It might have been because he felt obligated to make conversation, or he was just trying to find a way to break out of this strange too intimate comfort, to settle them back to their usual states. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber rolled his eyes, climbed out of bed and set about gathering his clothes from the floor . "Maybe you should preform your comedy act for the Largos you might convince Rotti to put you on the giant blimp." The dealer stuck bare legs into his pants, eschewing, as always, even the thought of underwear or even a wash after sex. That would be too distracting, too tempting: he'd want to drag Nathan into the shower with him or back into the bed before he got his orders, then he'd want to stay in the warm nest of blankets or maybe go pester the kid until the father returned.There was something positively thrilling about not hating a person, if he could get over that odd fear like feeling that had settled somewhere in his stomach. He wanted to stay in the house, near him to tease him and make sure he was still breathing. Graverobber focused on pulling his boots on and lacing them, chasing that thought away with all the finesse of someone chasing away a stray dog."You took one of my tools before, a syringe." The dealer cringed as he yanked his hair free of the knot he'd hastily tied earlier, rainbow dreads and dirty blond hair swinging over his chest and shoulders. "I'm gonna need that if I want to get anything done," he said, voice muffled because he was pulling on that stained shirt, material rough after the press of skin and he threatened that longing with the same mental broom. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | "I think I've performed enough for them recently," Nathan said grimly, doing his best not to think about what had happened earlier that day and failing the Largos had invested far too much interest in that situation, enough that the doctor knew there would be a repeat in the near future. They were too entertained by what they had seen it would happen again, he knew there was no avoiding it, but it left him wondering what the Largos would do to make it more painful the next time.They were, after all, experts at making people suffer they just liked having someone else make it into a physical sort of suffering.He eyed Graverobber as the man climbed into his clothing, watching him struggle into his shirt which needed to be washed and taking a moment to appreciate the scavenger's torso, though he pulled his eyes away the moment he could be seen again."I put it down in the lab." Nathan said it was characteristic he wouldn't have something filthy from the outside hanging around in his house, he would leave it in the workshop with Repo, somewhere Shilo would never find it, "Along with the vials."And seconds later, his watch went off Nathan didn't answer it, but he didn't need to he knew there would be a message left for him, and that it would detail his next assignment. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber chuckled and said, almost fondly, "Of course." It didn't surprise him. Nathan liked to keep everything clean and spotless, or he kept it down with his monster. It filled him with a certain warmth to know that he was slowly learning his doctor and he had to knock that thought away, too. "I pray to God you didn't clean them. Waste of enzyme spray if you did," he added, referring to the cocktail of organic chemicals that people like him used to speed up the break down of brain and blood, the same stuff that turned the Z blue in the first place. GeneCo had figured out a way of slowing down the reaction, which went on to feed on the actual Zydrate, but they weren't keen on sharing that with the street competition. Plus, a good dealer like him went through his entire stalk as quick as he could refill it.He had it down to an art these days now if only he could keep Nathan from distracting him with sex.Speak of the devil, the surgeon's watch had gone off, one of those expensive coms that could do anything from project holos to take the wearer's vitals. Graverobber arched an eyebrow. So Nathan would have to work, too, eh? The dealer swallowed, that thick feeling of fear returning for just a moment before he could chase it away and suddenly wished he had some Zydrate or, hell, even some of the alcohol from earlier to help him.Graverobber meant to turn and leave, but his feet had other ideas: they led him back to the bed, to Nathan and he leaned over, pressing a kiss to the old man's lips, the little brother of the needy one before: chaste, but just as familiarly painful. "Stay safe, Doc," he muttered, attempted a flippant grin, turned, and, as slowly as possible, fled the room. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan had been temporarily distracted, looking in the direction of the watch, so he had missed the brief flicker of expression on Graverobber's face, and most of all he had missed the footsteps as the man led himself back to the bed he turned his head just in time to find the scavenger in front of him, in time to be caught in another kiss. This one was restrained, chaste, but it was still such an intimate motion that it left Nathan momentarily stunned, and he could only watch as Graverobber tossed him a smile and headed out.And, a while after he had gone, Nathan took a scalding hot shower, dressed, cleaned the bedroom, and spent time with Shilo who had slept with her wig on and woken up with strands of hair plastered across her face. She looked vaguely hungover, and he supposed that at the very least, she had learned something about nutrition.At breakfast, he did his best not to wince when Shilo insisted he sit down with her he showed that restraint a second time when she asked what had been banging into the wall earlier on. He hadn't been able to come up with a reasonable excuse, however, and had ended up telling her she had probably dreamt it nothing had been banging into the wall, and certainly not the headboard of his bed because he was being roughly fucked by a drug dealer.He didn't say the last part.He thought it, but he didn't say it.He did put his head in his hands though, briefly, because he was most definitely not going to win 'father of the year' award.They spent the afternoon together, and when the sun sank below the horizon, he finally listened to the message on his comm., grimly acknowledged what he had to do and frowned at himself in the mirror as he slicked his hair back out of the way and felt the cold creep down his collar. Only for an instant, he allowed himself to be saddened by how distant the morning suddenly seemed, and then he put on his mask and Nathan Wallace dissappeared once more while the monster led his form through the dark streets. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Shilo had stopped him, shortly after the lie, and gave him such a serious look that even though her eyes were glassy and her skin paler than usual, she managed to look very much like her father: very adult, very dignified and very focused. "It's okay, Dad," she said in a voice that was much more grown up than the one she usually used.Sometimes her dad, who was small and frail and not all that given to emotional displays, needed her to be the adult because if she didn't he'd run away and pretend nothing was happening. So Shilo drew her tiny frame up and said clearly, "Make sure you use protection."Graverobber, meanwhile, went back to his apartment to clean himself up: he still tasted Nathan's mouth no matter how often he swallowed, and the mix of mint and brandy wasn't unpleasant. That was the problem he didn't want to bring anything from that morning and afternoon with him into the graveyards and the streets. It would only prove distracting, and distracting could get him killed and what would Nathan do with him de The dealer growled and rinsed his mouth out again with an old bottle of mouthwash that had been left by ... someone.It took nearly half a vial of Zydrate, the characteristic glow already dimming due to age, to get him in the proper mindset for going out in the graves. He wasn't floating, but he was close, and everything in the world went high def, he could see every detail, feel every little bump and scratch on his hands from pushing open heavy tombs, but he didn't register the pain in his limbs. It was the perfect cure: take too much, and your brain blew itself out. But take just enough and you were in that state right before death when everything was sharp and clear and your mind grabbed for every line, every color because it thought it was your last. Graverobber whistled as he pulled out a body, wrapped clumsily and half mummified. "Hello, gorgeous," he teased, sliding his toolkit down his back . This was familiar, he thought as hands moved through memorized motions. The vial was cold in his hand when he pulled it from the syringe to examine it, bright blue illuminating his colorless face. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan had done his best not to think about it the look Shilo had given him at the breakfast table had startled him because the expression had been so frighteningly similar to his own but what had been more astounding was what she had said to him. At that point, he had known there was no denying to her, or to himself, what was happening not anymore.And he knew Shilo wasn't stupid she wasn't even truly naive anymore she was growing up but it seemed so sudden, and the last thing he had wanted was for her to know but she knew now. He didn't deny it after that because it would just be insulting, but he hadn't continued on the topic either, he'd simply given the slightest of embarrassed nods and quietly appreciated the bizarre show of maturity from his seventeen year old.He tried not to think about it because it inevitably led his mind to other places back to the reason behind the conversation, back to earlier that day when there had been the warmth of skin and the feeling of someone else's heartbeat, going just a little too fast and not from fear. He didn't want to think about it because this wasn't the time for it, and Repo was getting irritated, batting away the disturbances, the fleeting and near romantic notions that were swimming around his mind the monster wasn't interested.No, he was after only one thing blood.Theresa Harding was the unfortunate woman to have hers spilled that night Repo had been edgy, and the results had been messy even though the liver didn't require a terrible amount of gore to access but he'd still torn her open and wreaked havoc on her remains, becoming more vicious every time the memories of earlier that day came to mind, to the point where bits of her ended up strewn across the street. When he was done, he couldn't figure out where her head had gone to until he heard the sound of something crunching beneath the tire of a car, and the sound made Repo smile.Though, the smile didn't last to the next patient Gregory Crew because Nathan had done research he had studied their files before he'd left that evening, and while Harding had been fodder for the blood lust, this one couldn't be.He had seen the ancient scars on Graverobber's chest the scavenger hadn't done it for the purpose of body modification, but he'd had surgery before, a long time ago. Nathan knew he shouldn't have done it, but he had looked into it and discovered that Graverobber had undergone a lung transplant as a child nearly fifteen years ago, back when the surgery wasn't at its prime, back when mistakes were being made, back when organs weren't the best.They needed to be replaced soon he would be able to get another year or two out of them at best before they started breaking down and becoming a health risk, and then Graverobber would need to crawl back into the pocket of GeneCo but he was already being watched by Rotti, and going into debt could mean terrible things for the scavenger. He needed to stay out of the spotlight, he needed to remain a ghost.He knew he was doing a stupid thing, but Gregory Crew had replaced his lungs two years ago he'd paid them off, and then gone for a kidney transplant and had failed to make his most recent payment so now he was on the list, and the kidneys would be brought back to GeneCo, but the lungs they didn't need to be brought back. They would just be left in the body with the rest of the organs, left to rot, to be thrown into the back of a GeneCo disposal truck and dumped into a mass grave.He'd had to dig through his medical supplies, but he'd located a single vial of GeneCo zydrate, ancient and now an off, murky blue from age but it would do the trick. He injected the entire thing into Crew it wasn't something he normally did, as a rule, and he usually didn't fight off Repo at times like these, not when he was poised over a body and ready to cut but he found that he suddenly didn't trust his darker side with this, and he forced Repo down the way he did when he was in the house.Crew didn't feel a thing. All things considered, it was a peaceful death.He took the lungs out first, stored them in a separate container he'd brought for the purpose, took the kidneys second and put them in the GeneCo delivery bag, and he didn't realize his hands were shaking until he tried to seal the bag and fumbled briefly, because the gloves were sticky with blood and his fingers felt clumsy. It occurred to him then that this was the first time he had wielded the knife in seventeen years, the first time he hadn't let Repo do it and he felt a little ill.But it was done he'd needed to do it.The kidneys didn't need to go anywhere soon but he didn't wait to deliver the lungs. His feet took him in the right direction he scarcely noticed the junkies who scrambled to get away when they glimpsed him he just kept walking until he was in Dr. Bankole's office, dropping the container down on his desk with zero finesse. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | The door barely clicked behind Ray as he pulled it shut behind him, leaving the poor girl unconscious on his bed.It had taken Helen hours to fall asleep that night usually, she went to bed early and woke up early, taking her house keeping duties very seriously. She ??d woken up to make breakfast nearly every morning since she was a very little girl, even chasing away Ray as she got older. There would be none of that tomorrow ??well, in a few hours. Helen had followed him like a quiet shadow, like the baby girl had when she had been brought in at eight but looking barely older than five, and he ??d heard nothing more than a few sniffles from her. They ??d both seen death, nasty deaths, but for her it ??d always been the end she ??d only seen the results. Sure, she ??d seen people shot and stabbed, but nothing like what Largo had his pet Repo Man do. It had finally taken two hours of sitting with her and a small glass of whisky before the girl had managed to drift off.Of course, he couldn ??t: not only because he was an old man and old men were in the habit of sleeping little, but because he could still hear the late scavenger ??s screams in his ears whenever he stopped long enough to think. All those years stolen from that poor kid, from millions of poor kids Ray gave himself a moment to be angry, the hot sort that burned in his chest and made his limbs tingle, before he tucked it away, channeled it off to be used later. Anger was a fantastic source of energy, dangerous, of course, but the old doctor had years of experience in focusing it, cooling it and storing it. He had anger saved up like coal, potential anger, malleable anger. Seventy two years old, and he was a rather angry old man sometimes, he thought he survived on rage and energy drinks alone.Well. That and having Helen. And work. He ??d been running for several decades now and had simply too much work to die. Someone would have to kill him if they wanted to free up his schedule.Ray settled down in his seat with a sigh, bones creaking as muscles unwound. The hand that turned the monitor to him was wrinkled and leathery, his own but never the one he expected to see. Bodies were odd like that: you stopped aging in your mind after about twenty something years, but the house you lived in just kept getting older and older until it eventually ran down like a radio with old batteries. Ray measured his time not in years, but aches: the more he had, the older, he figured, he was. It was a pretty good system.The old man cocked his head to the side, confused. He ??d heard something over the low whine of the computer as it loaded his simulation. The office was dark but not so dark that he or any potential visitors couldn ??t see. It was too early for the dealer and he could think of ?? The door slammed open and his mind froze.There was something about a Repossession Agent, donned in full leather and vinyl that had that effect on most people. The part of Ray ??s brain that took care of such things as breathing, blinking and protecting Helen when the rest was panicking had him rising to his feet, grabbing the golf club before the rest managed to catch up. Helen, his mind said, was unconscious and unsafe. He had to protect her.This Repo Man, however, was familiar: the reflecting light on a mask that was somewhere between surgeon and gimp, the heavy scrubs. The action wasn ??t, though. Ray kept eye contact the entire time as he reached for the bag he recognized lungs before the first seven bars of the visible bar code told him. Even so, he asked, ??What ??s this? ? His voice was almost accusatory, as if Wallace had brought a bomb. The bloody, bagged mess on his desk was as good as any explosive being a GeneCo product. ??Why are you bringing me organs?" Unnaturally green eyes stared at him, golf club still up, feet spread wide. Repo Men weren't known for being the sanest things in the world, but this was just plain weird. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | He hadn't really thought this through of course, he had known what he was going to do when he'd realized that Gregory Crew had lungs he could salvage, that they were recent organs that wouldn't have the need to be traced, that there was no debt attached to them that would bring about a need to have them repossessed, they were simply second hand. Lovingly used. He had known he was going to take the lungs, and he had known where he was going to bring them but that was the end of his planning because he hadn't got around to thinking about the implications of the situation, he had only been thinking about the gravity of it. He had been thinking about how urgent it was that Graverobber get a replacement for his current lungs before he had to turn to GeneCo for it, of course, he had a year or two before it was no longer optional, but the knowledge of the approaching deadline had led the doctor to do what he felt was neccessary.He hadn't, however, thought about what would actually happen when he left the organs.He hadn't thought about the fact Ray might react with aggression, given that only hours earlier he had witnessed the very same Repo Man tearing a man to wet, messy shreds in the GeneCo basement. He hadn't thought about the golf club that the older doctor kept by his desk, or the young woman he felt he would be protecting from the night surgeon. Most of all, he hadn't thought about what he was going to say to Ray to explain himself, why he was doing this.Why are you bringing me organs?He took a long moment to reply to the question, clamping down his jaw until he could pick out the proper words, and only then did he get them out:"You're the only one I trust to do the right thing." Nathan said he knew that removing the mask would lend to the earnesty, but he didn't want Bankole to see his expression right then, he didn't want the man to know even though he probably already did what was going on."The scavenger." he added, looking pointedly at the lungs, but he couldn't bring himself to explain any further, couldn't get out the words to communicate why he was doing it, but all he managed to get out was one more word, and it had a pitch of need that Nathan wasn't proud of, because all he said was: "Please."And then with utmost care, he backed away from the desk, and then turned for the door. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Ray stared, mouth open stupidly as his mind tried to register what exactly it was the Repo Man was asking. There were rumors, of course, that the thief had been seen with a Repossession Agent, that sort of information spread like wildfire and whores had loose mouths as well as other things. And the dealer had developed an unhealthy fixation.But this desperation, this was, were they ? ?The old man stared and stared and only managed to break that spell once the Rep ??Once Wallace stepped away. ??W wait! ? he stuttered, dropping the club onto the desk. He had heard so much simple need they could only be engaging in something like a romantic relationship, that ??s the only thing Ray could imagine would produce that response. Wallace didn ??t seem like a junkie, lacking the jerky movements and, well, the urge to hump the grave robber in public.A wide, toothy smile brightened his face and he was moving, coming around the desk. ??Wait, just wait. I need payment. ? He cocked his head to the side, taking in the other doctor, then nodded. ??You ??ll need a quick blood test if you two are sexually active. I can ??t get my hands on him other wise I ??ll send you home in street clothes, if you want. And ? ? Now this was difficult. ??Your lab. The grave robber said you had one. I need to use it and, if you have it, a sample from your former missus. ? Ray stood back, offer on the table best to start high in haggling, but he couldn't imagine Wallace would give all that for the bum.Though, maybe, if he was desperate enough to bring the old doctor lungs, maybe he was. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Bartering Bankole was bartering with him for this the very fact that it was questionable, whether the organs would get to Graverobber it caused another of those bizarre wells of panic inside Nathan's chest, and he pushed it back down as he had learned to long ago, shoved it back into its place. Again, he was grateful for the mask and the privacy it provided even then, he did take a step back when Bankole came around the desk as though to avoid any possible contact, just as he had done when he had first met Graverobber.Some things didn't change.But Nathan had to bite back anger at Bankole's requests it wasn't the use of the lab, or the blood sample that bothered him either of them, he would give up freely if it meant the lungs reached their destination but "You want me to " he rasped, feeling the rage welling in his chest he wanted a tissue sample from Marni, and it made him feel sick, the very thought of he held down a shudder, swallowed down the bitterness,"At least do me the favour of not treating me like an idiot, Dr. Bankole," he ground out Bankole didn't want the samples to look for sexually transmitted diseases, or to do research on Graverobber he was looking for something else, he was digging for it and apparently Nathan had just given him bartering chips. The old man wanted something, he was hungry enough to ask a Repo Man for it, and Nathan wanted to know what could possibly come from removing a tissue sample from the preserved corpse of his long dead wife, what would drive Bankole to use Nathan's desperation against him. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Ray stopped again to watch Wallace though his eyes were focused on something a thousand meters away. Sometimes he forgot that he wasn ??t blind, that his eyes were connected to his brain and receiving information and he ended up processing everything else but sight. Now there was anger: understandable, but wasted on him, especially if his theory was correct. ??I ??m not, Doctor, ? he responded politely, pulling away again so he could re group, renegotiate. The old man hunched over his desk, pulling out thin, faded notebooks: scavenged lab books, old lined binders and composition books, the sort one would find in elementary and middle schools and the bottom of bargain bin stationary. Most people used computers these days, but for information like this, well, it was best to have a hard copy.The notebooks might have been old, but the writing wasn't: clear, spidery black writing filled the pages as he opened them. ??I want your blood for testing: I worry what ? ?? he glanced up with a smile. ??Shall we say ??social diseases ?? he ??s picked up in the streets. ? Ray flipped through the pages till he found what he wanted, set that book aside then moved to another. ??That is complete truth. I don ??t waste lies on that. ? Another, this was filled with newspaper clippings. ??Your wife. The grave robber says you keep the body in your house. I ? I have a hypothesis regarding her death. ? |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | There was a sudden chill in the air, and the Repo Man stood motionless in front of Bankole, so still and silent that he may have been mistaken for some bizarre, PVC shrouded statue he seemed to have stopped breathing for that period of time, because even the subtle rise and fall of his chest had dissappeared. For that instant, the world seemed to stand still as though the old doctor's words had hit some massive pause button but then Nathan was moving again, but he was removing his mask, pulling it away and leaving him making eye contact now. His expression was hard and cold, his mouth twisted in a way that suggested he was barely stopping himself from baring his teeth,"A hypothesis." Nathan repeated, "About my wife's death."He didn't need a hypothesis he knew the situation in detail he had been there, he had done it, Marni had a bad reaction to what was meant to be her cure, and he had ended her life without anesthetizing her, had cut her open. What use did Bankole have, taking a sample all he would find was dead, diseased blood, an illness that had its hand in unfairly removing Marni from a world that needed more people like her."Perhaps you should leave it as a theory." he said, and his voice was soft, but there was nothing kind about it his tone was as chilly as his laboratory, "You've done enoughdigging." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Ray paused again and looked up from his notes. That... now that was not the response he had expected from Wallace. He stared through him again, thinking. The Repo Man's voice had dropped the temperature in the room a good twenty degrees and, if he wasn't careful, could turn fatal.No. No, it wouldn't. Not when Ray was the only person who had the resources Wallace needed.Now he was looking at his visitor. He had balled his fists up and rested his weight on his knuckles, head cocked as he watched the other doctor. "There must be a misunderstanding," he said carefully, vibrant green eyes glued to the night surgeon's face as he tried to figure out where exactly this conversation had gone wrong: Wallace shouldn't be protecting Largo, so there was something else. "Dr. Wallace, please," he gestured back to his door. "Come inside proper and speak with me. I think I have information you would like to know about. And the grave robber shouldn't be back home until, oh, four or so." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan's jaw was clamped hard again, the muscles working visibly as he observed Bankole the older doctor was rapidly approaching the edge of a cliff and with just a few more steps in the wrong direction he was going to fall there would be no going back, because Repo would be waiting. He knew, because he could feel the chill that was rolling up his spine, and he was holding it down solely because Bankole wasn't on his repossession list but the feeling caused a small twinge of fear in Nathan, because it wasn't the feeling that came with Graverobber. This wasn't playful, there was no urge to simply inflict pain on Bankole, no urge to just scare him into backing away this had gone beyond that Repo wanted to see Bankole's insides, he wanted him dead and in pieces, strewn around the office.Something about the older man had caused a switch to go off in Repo, and it wasn't malice he just wanted him gone, out of the way which meant Repo saw a threat.Nathan didn't want to kill anyone, he really didn't but now he couldn't get the unholy image of Bankole's bloodied, eviscerated corpse out of his head, and it left him disturbed by Repo's ability to project the image into his mind.They were treading dangerous grounds, and if Bankole's change of pace was any indication, the other man knew it as well."There must be a misunderstanding." Nathan agreed sharply, "You couldn't possibly be asking me to cut into my wife's body "Again. Oh god, I can't cut her again. Please don't make me do this, please, I can't." so you canchase a hunch. There's no need for a post mortem, especially not seventeen years after the fact it was a blood disease." he said, stepping through the door that Bankole gestured to, carrying his mask with him, fingers digging into it so hard that the back of the mask seemed to be twisting in his hand, "You've been doing medical research so you must know that." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Unlike most of the scalpel sluts he and his staff treated , Ray had no self destructive desire hounding him. Oh, sure, he had little fear of dying he had lived a good life, had done the best he could for as many people as possible and had raised several children and Helen well. The old man had no regrets, and should Wallace and whatever it was that haunted the younger man kill him, he'd have little problem standing before his Maker. That wasn't the problem, though. There was something here, some truth they had found out and Ray couldn't stop digging. The symptoms were showing and he just needed a few more tests, just a few, and they could finally know the infection for what it was.Why couldn't Wallace see that? He was a doctor , didn't he feel the same urge to test and test and test till they found the damned cancer GeneCo's king had triggered? What was putting blinders on this man of science? Ray had diagnosed some sort of mental illness: trauma did that, the old man had probably picked up one or seven nuerosis himself if he had the time to sit down and talk it through. Was it that, then? He was close, digging his fingers near the wound: if he could just find the source, it could heal. And perhaps he'd have what he needed to destroy Rotti."If you like, you can get out of that... smock. It must be heavy. If not, the furniture has seen worse than blood." There was no need to tell Wallace to be quiet, the man, dangerous as he was, was as quiet as a mouse. A well armed mouse. "I have her records, yes," he said calmly, waving the younger man over to the faded couch. That admission wasn't the wisest thing to say to a GeneCo employee, but he was also staring at him with stolen eyes: he was already in for a pound, might as well throw in that last cent. "Records, too, of your research. Some, I should say. The bastard's made it difficult to get enough details." Ray sat down across the couch with an 'oof', irritated. In this God forsaken city that was filled with sounds, he'd learned to follow the silence, and this whole Wallace matter was barely more than an echo. "So you're telling me, young man, that you or any of Rotti's men never preformed an autopsy?" |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Of course Bankole had Marni's record he wouldn't have expected any less from the older doctor because it seemed he couldn't be deterred once he had set himself on a particular path. He was a man who liked to dig, who involved himself into things that he never should have even known about to begin with and seemed to be under the mistaken impression that it was his prerogative to do so that somehow, he was outside the laws that had been put in place to restrict the information to begin with. There were some things that were meant to go undiscovered and this was one of them this was something that had been kept exceedingly quiet for years, something that no one had uttered a word about save within the walls of GeneCo and, recently, inside the Wallace home.It left Nathan with an ache in his chest, a horrible doubt had Graverobber told Bankole what he had confessed? Did Bankole know Shilo was alive?Worst of all, he knew it wouldn't be uncharacteristic for Graverobber trust wasn't something they had between them, and he should have known better to begin with but he'd still let himself be seduced. He couldn't even be sure that Graverobber had said a thing, but he knew that this situation was a direct result of his involvement with the scavenger, he knew things would have been simpler if he had continued to ignore the man or better yet, gotten rid of the problem.Yet even then, he heard a tiny, timid voice telling him this was worth it, because after all, as imperfect as Graverobber was, the number of people in Nathan's world was shrinking every day and it was worth the fight to keep those precious few alive because they were his final link to a humanity he was precariously close to leaving behind.And since meeting Graverobber, he had felt more human than he'd felt in a very long time."I'll stand." Nathan said flatly, and it went without saying that the GeneCo uniform would be staying on as well, complete with the drying blood and gore. His fingers twitched under the gloves."There was no need for an autopsy, the cause of death was conclusive." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | As if hearing Wallace's thoughts, Ray remarked quietly, "I don't want to cause a domestic disturbance, but he did mention your kid. Way back in the beginning of this." The older man looked sympathetic: after all, the grave robber wasn't a trustworthy fellow most of the time, in fact, he wasn't a trustworthy fellow by definition. But he'd got this information out before anything like trust would have had time to grow between them. "He heard her voice by phone and mentioned this when I was showing him the obits that described both their deaths. If," he started gently. "It helps, I lost a wife and two children myself. And a grandchild."Nathan Wallace, after all, was not the first man to suffer. Nor would he be the last.Ray sat back again, eyes half lidded as he regarded the younger man. "But let me get this straight," he said clearly, fingers steepled in front of him. He was a tall man and had to slouch to have his head properly touch the top of the chair, leaving his long legs to stretch out in front of him. "You're dealing with a man who has destroyed lives. You take his woman, she dies, and he gets you as a Repo Man. Perhaps I'm missing something, but doesn't this sound a bit... suspicious to you?" He was treading dangerous ground, not only because he ran the risk of royally pissing off the Repo Man, but because he was making theories without all the evidence. That was a bad habit.But he had to give Wallace some reason to want to go through with this. "You never preform an autopsy, assuming you know the cause," he repeated quietly. "And you must have never heard the rumors." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | It would make sense when he thought about it, he could remember pieces of the night Graverobber had shot him up with a strong dosage of Zydrate, and that Shilo had called him in a panic, concerned it was the first evidence of her existance, and it could have come up in casual conversation, an absent minded mention of the girlish voice that he had heard, when Nathan Wallace was a man who supposedly lived alone.The scavenger didn't know when to shut his damn mouth.But he would deal with Graverobber later.He felt a twinge for Bankole at the mention of his losses but he also knew the other man was trying to create a bond between them, something that would hinder Repo's growing bloodlust. He kept that in mind Bankole wasn't seeking camraderie, he was looking for something else and somehow, he had some part to play in Ray's ability to get that information.He watched Bankole stretch out in his chair, and suddenly he couldn't help the feeling he was being interrogated and then the feeling that someone had just dumped cold water on him. Slowly, he turned around and met eyes with Bankole, finding himself looking into the green irises, taken from a man he had killed not so very long ago they seemed more accusing than usual that way.Nathan stared at Bankole he stared at the doctor for a very long time, completely silent, because what the other man had just said finally, the shock registered on Nathan's face, eyes going round, and he finally managed to get a word out but it came out so quietly that it could barely be heard:"What?" |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan gave him more credit in the ruthless department than was due: it was easy, after all, to see the Repo Man as a pawn when he had been just that, a Repo Man with no family and no emotions. After all, the other agents he had dealt with had, without fail, been horrible people, nasty, psychopathic, the sort that should be locked up not given a knife and told to have fun. Wallace was different, sometimes. And now he had a kid and maybe even a lover.Please let there be a ram, he prayed silently. Just a tiny ram to sacrifice instead.Out loud, he said, and not unkindly, "The rumors, child." Nathan's eyes were wide, shock breaking through the mask of cold anger. "Oh, they were hushed up pretty quickly and I only heard them second, third hand. 'Poisoned that bitch', they said. 'Got the whore good.' No one likes Rotti, but most people thought it was the funniest thing." Now was probably not the time to launch into a talk about double standards for women and all, though he remembered being angry about it. Who in their right mind would want to stay with Rotti? Hell, he'd been gone earlier even if it killed him.And then they had stopped and Ray had forgotten about them for the longest time. Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Follow the silence. He had broken his own biggest rule."That's why I want samples. I want a proper autopsy done. I won't ask you to do it." He remembered when his wife and parents died, all within the same week to the same mysterious organ failures, he hadn't wanted a thing to do with the bodies. To keep them for so long would have seemed the greatest act of self loathing. It had hurt even worse when they had finally made the break through shortly afterwards. "But I know Rotti. He destroys the lives of those he hates, who steal from him, who betray him. Then he tries to keep them on a short leash to do his bidding or he just throws them away." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan's stomach churned he found himself reaching out for the wall to steady himself as Bankole spoke he had never asked Marni, had never thought to question her past, to ask about her previous lovers. Before her, he had been a geneticist and a surgeon for GeneCo, a quiet and bookish man with no family and no lover, a man with no social life who spent all of his time working quietly in either a lab or an operating room. He had been given awards for pioneering genetic research for the company and at some point, Largo had even hinted that he wanted Nathan to succeed him as the head of the company though even back then, he had shied away from the idea because it seemed like too much power. He was a man for behind the scenes he didn't belong in the spotlight, he just wanted to do his work and had been quite satisfied to do so until the bill came along, the one that allowed organ repossession.He'd questioned it just like everyone else had, but he'd also known there was no way to stop it but at least with his job, he was able to help manufacture organs to save people, he hadn't known the extent of the bill back then, hadn't known what was being done to people but there had been rumours.And not long after the bill had been passed, Marni swept into his life like a hurricane he had seen her in the hallways but hadn't known her name, and she'd smiled at him in a way that had made him duck his head and nearly run into doorways. Eventually, she started appearing where he was, and she'd known his name no one else had, but she'd known his name and she'd wanted to know more, and her very presence had been enough to send him into a nervous fit, reorganizing his lab even when it was sterile, adjusting his glasses when they weren't lopsided, flipping through his medical texts without actually looking for anything. He had just been trying to distract himself, trying to keep himself from staring at her because her eyes were beautiful and her smile was infectious, and she smelled like lilacs. His behaviour had made her laugh and he hadn't been able to stop himself from fumbling things, his normally deft hands seeming clumsy and useless whenever she came near him.Eventually he'd found the confidence to ask her to meet him outside of GeneCo, and their lives fit together like puzzle pieces she had no family, no one she could turn to aside from a best friend Mag had been a wonderful girl with the voice of an angel, and Nathan had been the one to suggest the transplant. It was new technology then, the eyes that they were going to give her Marni had taken Mag to meet Rotti, to work out the details for becoming the first to recieve an experimental surgery, and in the end it had been Nathan himself who had done the transplant he had a remarkable delicacy of touch when it came to his job, a dexterity that allowed him to remove the damaged eyes and put in the new ones without damaging underlying tissue or even harming the original nerves. His operation on Mag had ended up being used for training videos and he shuddered to think that not only surgeons, but other Repossession agents had learned their trade from watching old, grainy footage of him.And once Mag had been able to see, she had become indentured to GeneCo Nathan didn't know it until later, hadn't realized his suggestion had resulted in Mag's slavery to Rotti, because back then he had never fathomed that his boss would be capable of such cruelty.He had never asked, though, he had never requested that Marni tell him about her past lovers, or even why she had spent so much of her time in GeneCo at some point, she had explained that she was something of a consultant within the company, but she left GeneCo when their whirlwind romance started. It didn't take long before he proposed to her they were so enamoured with eachother, and the passion had been unceasing though he had been shy at first, there had been days where they couldn't keep their hands off eachother and Marni had quickly discovered that her quiet fiancee was energetic in a way she had never imagined.And he'd asked Rotti to the wedding Marni had questioned it at first, but Nathan had never understood her doubt he had assured her, Rotti Largo was a good man, that he would be thrilled to attend as the best man and Mag as the Maid of honour. The wedding had been small and understated, scarcely anyone to bear witness, and Nathan had been oblivious to the discomfort amongst them, but only because he had never known he just hadn't known but then the pregnancy had happened and they were thrilled, but Marni got sick. He had spent most of her pregnancy trying to find a cure, and during that time, Rotti had worked him to the bone in GeneCo he had barely slept for those nine months, but nearing the end, he had found the cure but and then all of the blood, and the cries of agony, and the first shriek from Shilo as she entered the world in the most traumatic way possible. He hadn't known what to do, who to call he'd called Rotti, and he'd come with guards and they would have taken Shilo away, Shilo, who had her mother's eyes, the same eyes that were dead and staring at him from the operating table he'd had to put her on.He'd signed the contract because there had been no other option he couldn't leave Shilo alone in the world, not in a world that was so unceasingly cruel. He'd signed the contract and he'd become a Repo agent for Rotti, who was suddenly showing a darkness he'd never seen before, a darkness that spread and became more pronounced with every passing year as the man reminded him month after month, week after week, reminded him of what he'd done to the point where he couldn't go a day without thinking of Marni's dead eyes, to the point where he associated the smell of her perfume with the scent of death.Everything he'd known had been ripped apart, and one day while he was visiting Marni's tomb with Shilo, hours after one of the repossessions, it had occurred to him what could happen to his little girl in a world like theirs. The reports on the news, the articles in the paper children snatched off the street, torn from their homes, people being murdered, the drugs and the anger and the neglect and hatred and perversion, he had done what had seemed like the only option. He kept her in, he put the watch on her like a leash because he couldn't allow her to stray far or she might end up on an operating table with her front torn open and her organs displayed for the world to see, no mercy or anesthetic.And Rotti called some days, just to ask about Shilo, just to remind him.He had never thought no, it wasn't possible.There had already been little of it, but whatever colour remained in Nathan's face had suddenly drained away, leaving him the colour of a corpse as he directed himself to the nearest chair and took an ungraceful seat as though someone had shoved him down, his eyes distant as his mind sorted through the details.Repo stirred but rather than rearing his head nastily, the monster was shifting uncomfortably.No. No, this couldn't be right.Rotti Largo was as evil as they came, but he hadn't no, it had been the medication and the emergency surgery that had taken her life, he had done it. It had been him, the man she was supposed to trust. He wanted to tell Bankole that he was sorely mistaken, that he was looking to the wrong monster, but he couldn't seem to make his voice obey him "No." Nathan said weakly, but couldn't seem to present his argument to Bankole. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Ray sat quietly, watching: he had a Repo Man pressed up against a wall in panic. It would be amusing if there wasn ??t so much at stake, if he wasn ??t saying a hunch, proposing a possible answer just so he could continue the project. If it wasn ??t hurting the poor boy.He ??d been aware of Rotti ??s cruelty for longer than Wallace, it seemed. Back then, none of them had realized how far the businessman would go. He ??d worked outside of GeneCo at that time, specializing in the body ??s immune responses to organ transplants, like so many others, he had changed his focus in an attempt to aid the search for a cure. Sure, the diseases would probably not destroy the human race: humans were funny like that, they tended to survive when even the odds were against them, but there were mothers and fathers and babies and friends dying, so they had tried. And his group, like many others in an age that treated scientific research like Wikipedia , had been part of the cure. They had found the solution: artificial organs, grown not with stem cells, but in a way that they were almost one size fit all. And, with the proper medication, the proper materials, most bodies could be coaxed into accepting the beneficial intruders. It had been genius. For most people, it would be inexpensive, would have a low risk.It had beentheinnovation of the twenty first century. Papers flooded journals, some even written by or credited to a T. Bankole, and they ??d had it. They ??d saved the world, all of them.But scientists and doctors weren ??t businessmen. Rotti Largo was. Outside of the medical and scientific community, he was the one known for the cure, because he ??d been able to finance it, his name was on the patent. That hadn ??t been a problem: very few of them wanted recognition outside of the community, they simply wanted their family and friends to stop dying. At that point, Ray only had his two boys and one grandchild, and he would do nearly anything to keep them safe. Even when his own eyes went out, his lab went in on technology so he could work with them, could still be useful.He should have realized. Should have known.Because shortly afterwards, when it turned out that one couldn ??t get rich from doing necessary organ transplants only, cosmetic surgery had started becoming big. He lost one son, his grandbaby ??s father, in one of those acts of violence that meant nothing, had been over nothing but money or drugs and his boy had been an unfortunate casualty. While Wallace was busy in his labs, right after GeneCo had come across Zydrate and surgeries could be come frequent enough that repossessions were needed, Ray was driven political.They ??d tried, after all, when the bill was first proposed, but Rotti had some sob story about needing it to keep organs available to children and, of course, he ??d lined the pockets of every politician available. While Nathan was accidentally wooing the villain ??s woman, they ??d been out in the streets, raising a ruckus. He saw a lot of good folks, most of them scientists who shouldn ??t have been involved but where because it wastheircure that was getting people killed, die in stupid ways that GeneCo ??s own personal security chalked up to self defense. His second child, too far in debt, had committed suicide rather than go under the Repo Man ??s knife, and Ray had pumped him so full of chemicals that no one could ever use those organs again. And all the while, GeneCo kept that patent, kept the composition of Zydrate secret.Ray ??s biggest mistake was digging down to figure out what Zydrate was. After all, it was a moneymaker for GeneCo: after surgeries, people hurt. Most wouldn ??t go through the flurry of cosmetic surgeries to replace their insides if the bright blue drug didn ??t exist to make all their pains go away. He ??d gone to Rotti Largo and threatened him in the only place that could hurt after his bride to be left him: he ??d threatened to publish the paper, breaking that hold, and he would make sure to have the information available to everyone. The old doctor would write it over and over again so even someone who had flunked out of elementary school could understand it. It ??d be like the meth of their generation, not from home labs and cleaning supplies, but the plethora of dead bodies. And it ??d be easy.Rotti had made his own mistake, then, taking in Ray ??s granddaughter. The abductions Nathan feared? Most of them were done by the fat cat himself. Ray had gone and published the paper anyways, then again underground. He ??d started a whole series of articles, the first entitled: Tips for the Grave Robber. He moved on to others: how to scavenge, how to process Z, how to get illegal surgeries. Resources, information, everything. Of course, this hadn ??t been only his work, but he ??d been the only one to put his name on it because everyone else wanted to hide behind the ??and others ??. He didn ??t blame them, not with Largo.He had received his baby in pieces: that was thirteen years ago and she ??d been barely older than eight. Every day for a week, he was delivered another limb, or her torso, her tongue and finally, her head. Ray had been free at that point: angry as all hell, so much that he ??d vomited up everything that was in his stomach, but free.If he was right, he could give nearly that same freedom to Wallace. ??What did he tell you? I saw pieces of your research, Doctor. Did he tell you that you were the one that did it? ? That would be like the bastard, but the problem with evidence was that you simply couldn ??t trust rumor and hearsay. Perhaps Wallace had killed his wife. But how many of them hadn ??t killed people when trying a new technique or drug or simply because they were stupid that day? ??Maybe you are, but even you can ??t be blamed for an experimental cure. ? Behind him, he heard movements: bedclothes and pajamas and the soft creak of his door as Helen stuck her head out.She gasped softly, but that was covered up with Ray ??s voice. ??Helen, dear, ? he said gently, not even looking back from the Repo Man he ??d nearly sent into shock. ??Would you please grab a blanket for Mr. Wallace. And perhaps some tea with some of that whiskey in it. ? |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan had sunk so far into the seat that it appeared he was trying to vanish into the cushions he was sitting with his elbows on his knees with his hands on his head and the position had caused blood to smear into the mussed silver and gray of his hair. He looked as though he was precariously close to tearing out handfuls of it in his apparent shock, and he didn't even look up when the door opened, despite knowing that Helen was there Helen, who was probably still shaky from what had happened earlier that day, who was seeing Repo when she looked at him now.He could only stare at Bankole or at least, stare in his direction, but it was clear by his expression that he wasn't actually seeing the other doctor right then because his mind was somewhere else entirely.He felt his chest constrict at what Bankole said next had Rotti blamed him?"Yes." Nathan managed to get out, pulling his hands away, his fingertips trailing streaks of blood down his cheekbones and he dropped his hands onto his legs, a slow and boiling anger beginning to appear on his drawn features, "And he had every right to." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | You shivered and pulled her robe around her. Ray'd been taking care of her since she was eight, and that was half her life now, so she couldn't just ... disobey. He'd never led her wrong yet, though she was feeling today that he was getting terribly close to doing such. This was a Repo Man, a killer, she knew that personally from this morning. But she listened, because this was Ray and You couldn't do anything but.Her pretty face was pulled into a dignified, apathetic look as she brought the tea and blanket, all while trying to ignore the blood. Not Lazerus', but someone else's, someone who probably didn't deserve that death, and all she wanted to do was throw the scalding hot liquid in his face. He deserved it.Ray, however, kept quiet until Helen had returned with the tea. "Did he?" he asked quietly, sitting up some. "Is there something else you want to tell me, child?" The old doctor smiled gently. "I promise you, nothing you say here will leave this room. Is there anything else you want to tell me?" |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan hadn't really even qualified as a child even back when he had physically been one he had grown up quickly in his tiny family when his father had fallen ill, he hadn't had a lot of time to be young but sitting in front of Bankole right then, he felt bizarrely like he was a kid again, like he was sitting guiltily in front of a patient adult, one who was waiting for his admission of guilt so he could learn some heartfelt life lesson from it.For the first time in years, Nathan Wallace thought about his mother he wasn't sure why.When Helen brought the tea, he took it with a quiet, distant sounding 'thank you' as his mind weighed the situation Bankole was after information that he would get one way or another, and he suspected that he would employ the very man Nathan had recently been bedded by to retrieve the information."You'll have to forgive me if I'm somewhat short on trust these days." Nathan said finally, his eyes downcast. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Ray laughed slightly as Helen took her position at his side and slightly behind his chair. It was fear that did it. Normally she was a bright, often sarcastic girl, but they were currently entertaining one of Rotti's own personal monsters."Understandable," he said kindly as Helen squeezed his shoulder, index finger down twice. Worry. She was hypersensitive in a way only an abused child could be, and something was making her nervous. He filed that away but chalked it up mostly to the situation: after all, there were very few people that weren't nervous when one of the warped surgeons came to call and it simply was a bit much to have one in for tea."Remember, though, that you have information that would get me down in Rotti's basement easily." Ray gestured to his own eyes, a sardonic little smile playing at his lips. "You also know about my access to information leaks. If I in any way betray your trust, you can destroy me." The old man sat back again, ignoring the tiny little panic attack Helen was having behind him, though Wallace would see nothing past her bland expression. "I promise you, as a doctor, that this is a safe place. Consider it 'patient confidentiality'." The old man wasn't there. Graverobber stared at the bed, almost... not heartbroken, but lost. He'd taken just a little too much and he'd wandered back to the Wallace home , and Nathan wasn't there.He growled and dropped his shoes outside the door, a sign to the kid that he was spending the night so she wouldn't come in and clobber him, then wandered, barefoot, to the bed. The sheets were fresh and clean: that the doctor had found the time to strip the bed before going out and slaughtering folks for their organs was strangely comforting. He was just about to climb in when he paused, sniffed his shirt, wavered in a way only the high could do, and finally headed to the bathroom.The one thought in his head was that Nathan would have a fit if he dragged in the smell of bodies and dirt into that bed. Sex was bad enough, he thought as he dropped his clothes in the bathroom and vials in the sink, but death? Doc needed more life, not more dead things. Fumbling, he scrubbed everything until he was red, using up quite a bit of Nathan's soap and managed to wobble out into the bedroom. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Bankole was right Nathan had enough rope to hang the older doctor with, and it would taken Helen down with him GeneCo didn't go easy on problems like Bankole, and he knew that Rotti would love to make the old doctor watch Helen get torn apart before meeting his own sticky end. Or maybe even Rotti would leave Bankole alive, and just take Helen from him, rob him of what he had left and make him live on without it Helen was so young, she couldn't be much older than Shilo and he knew, he just knew who would have to cut her open.And Bankole wouldn't offer himself up so freely like that if he was aware that it might not be him who ended up strapped down in a cold basement.He didn't say it, but he shot a dark look at Bankole.He didn't want to destroy anyone it was another thing he didn't say out loud, because it seemed like an empty thing to say these were people who had witnessed him tear a man apart earlier that day he was a nightmare, sitting in front of them with a cup of tea.Why hadn't he just been able to swallow his pride and give the lungs to Graverobber in person?Because then he would know what he's become to you.But now Bankole knew the man was reserved about it, but he knew what was going on between him and the scavenger, and now if he wanted Graverobber to have the lungs and to have the transplant he had to give Bankole what he was looking for. He had to spill things he had told himself no one could ever know.He started small he had to, because the words were unfamiliar, even after having said them to Graverobber."Marni was sick," Nathan said, "There was no treatment available at the time, not when she was pregnant she had days where she couldn't get out of bed, her hair began to fall out, even her eyelashes she lost weight so quickly that it scared both of us. Me, more than her I think she was strong. I looked for a cure, it took time, but she was nearing full term when I "His voice went strangled for a moment he hesitated, busied his eyes by looking at the tea it gave him no answers. He looked back up, and there was a bitterness in his voice," it didn't cure her. She deteriorated moments after she took it, there was blood she was coughing up tissue from her stomach and esophagus, she was alive but there was so much blood and there wasn't enough time. She was dying, and so was our unborn child I didn't have anything "He looked down again the blood on his gloves made him want to be sick." nothing but a scalpel." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | For the thirteenth time , the scavenger that had hijacked Nathan's bed turned over and looked at the clock. Was this late? When did the doctor usually get home? He couldn't sleep and the fear that burned in his throat like badly fermented alcohol couldn't be attributed to Z.He wantedhisdoctor home and whole the Z just made the fear easier to admit.For the fourteenth time , the scavenger turned over. Ray wasn ??t thinking that Helen would be the one taken in simply because she wouldn ??t. He ??d lost one grandchild, who would have been an adult now, and he wouldn ??t lose his Helen. It was one of those central truths: energy was conserved, i before e, and as long as Ray was alive, Helen would be safe. Afterwards, he ??d do his best, but there was only so much a dead man could do. Wallace could give him all the dirty looks he wanted, but the old doctor was comfortable in the thought that, no matter what happened to him, no matter who removed his organs in whatever nasty way possible, his little girl would be safe.And Ray was patient: he didn't have much time left, he was very aware of that, and everything he did these days, he did with a mind towards him being dead, but he had the time for this child. It had been a long time since he ??d done the math, but Wallace would have been the age of his own boys, give or take a few years, and that thought suddenly hurt.Damn it. He had hoped for a tool, for, for something he could use against Rotti. Instead, he ??d found the only Repo Man with a heart, the only one that was sick in a way that required helping. He would go and pick the mentally sick gazelle of the lot, wouldn ??t he?But maybe it was better this way, because then this poor boy that could have been on the same fucking soccer team as his kids, could get better. Maybe.The old doctor listened to the story silently, hands resting purposely at his sides so he could give Wallace the most open body language he knew. Of course Rotti had done this. Of course. Now he wanted to know, just so he could tell the poor kid ??it wasn ??t you ??. He closed his eyes momentarily, praying. Just let it be true. If everything else is false, let me be able to tell him he didn ??t do it. ??No matter what the cause was, you made the right choice, ? he said gently. ??Send me the scavenger tomorrow and we ??ll have a time for him. I would request samples from you for STI testing and from your wife for this theory, but neither are required. ? Ray slumped down in his chair, looking suddenly very, very old. ??I do ask that you be quick in whatever decision you make. I fear I ??ve prodded Rotti one too many times and you may have to ask Helen for the results. ? He heard the girl stir behind him, but continued. "If you want, you can stay here, but I imagine your... partner is waiting for you." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan could understand, at least, the sureness that a father should have about being able to protect his child that was always the way, wasn't it? Parents held onto the belief that as long as they existed, their baby would be safe, no one would hurt them but that wasn't the case, it never was. Children got hurt regardless of how fervently their parents wished they wouldn't, they still got abducted and terrible things happened to them and there was no way of being there all the time, no way of stopping it when the world was so unceasingly cruel even to the innocents.Especially to the innocents.Nathan had faced that reality he knew he couldn't protect Shilo from everything not out there.It was why he kept her in. It was the sad truth that the only way his little girl would survive the world was if she never went out into it, otherwise she would be lost in the fray, another victim in the bloodbath that the city was.But then there were days that he thought about what would happen if something went wrong, if she was left alone in the world she didn't have anyone else. He didn't like to think about it, not because he feared his own impending death, but because he feared the suggestions that Repo put forth on those occasions, dark whispers, a sly mention of the little blue pills it made Nathan nearly sick to his stomach. Repo cared for Shilo as much as he did, but sometimes their views on what constituted as protection sometimes they differed.He said nothing to Bankole he had no reply for the old doctor though Nathan's guilt was as deep as it had ever been, there was a seed of doubt that had never been there before, a series of connections that could be happenstance, coincidences, and it was difficult to remove seventeen years of self hatred and anger and utter sadness because of the suggestion Nathan rose to his feet he set the tea cup on a table, the drink untouched. He had to leave he needed the night air.He began out of the room, but he paused staring at the doorway before he finally turned, and he looked at Helen so young, just a girl, just a little girl. There was a despondancy, a sadness in Nathan's eyes even though his posture was stiff, his voice was hard,"I can't apologize for what I did, it would be empty and meaningless you know as well as I do that I'll have to do the same thing tomorrow." Nathan said, "But I'm sorry that you had to see it."He put the mask back on, and he left the apartment complex behind he changed in the basement, climbed the stairs, and discovered boots outside his door. He looked grimly at them for a long moment, uncertain of how he felt about their presence, and then stepped inside to find Graverobber, sopping wet, and rolling around in the sheets.It didn't take a doctor to recognize his expression, his eyes."Are you high?" Nathan gaped, somehow still managing to be flabbergasted. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | You shrunk back behind Ray when the Repo Man passed, because there was still blood on his hands and Lazerus had been a friend, or the closest she had outside of Ray. The man hadn't been bad, wasn't selfish like Graverobber. He had a big smile and tonnes of bad jokes that could make a grown man cringe in pain and he always remembered birthdays . And he'd died over money.The Repo Man gave her the saddest look, though, even as she tried not to shake, and it reminded her of Ray when he felt he was doing something bad to her. All the times she hadn't been allowed to be a kid, to do things that hurt , he'd had much that same look.Once the agent had gone, Ray had stood up with a heavy sigh and tucked her back in his bed. She'd gone to sleep with him reading next to her and dreamt of being little again. Graverobber smiled lazily. "A little," he said, stretching and breathing in deep. He could feel the cool relief spread to his limbs and now he cold just relax. He sat up, swinging naked legs off the bed and scratched his head, one red eye open the other squinted shut. "Was dealing with aging stock. Took a bit too much," he said by way of explanation as he let his head roll to the side. Waiting up for the doctor had left aches in his muscles from stress and fear. "You usually this late, Doc?" |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | "A way to solve that would be to stop taking it," Nathan said as mildly as he could manage it right then he was tired, he was angry and he had just spilled everything to a man he barely knew, and to a girl who was so afraid of him that she had trembled just when he looked at her. He hated himself, he hated the world, and for a horrible instant he wished everything would just die because he was so tired of it all.But the feeling passed, and it was replaced by a miserable emptiness that made him look more tired than usual,"Some nights." Nathan confirmed Graverobber was naked Nathan's eyes fell to the floor, "You need to see Bankole tomorrow." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | The dealer chuckled. Of course he could stop taking it, but what would be the point in that? He'd just end up with aches and pains and irritation from a minor withdrawal and then what? Seemed like a waste when Z made the world just a little brighter, especially when he was out in those graves. dealing with the dead.Something was wrong, though, even his drugged brain could recognize that. "Who?" he asked, holding out his arms to Nathan. What had happened? Had he been hurt? Blearily, he eyed the older man and tried not to sound worried when he asked, "Are you okay, Doc?" Graverobber cringed.Had that been his voice? It had sounded so... unlike him. So concerned, so worried. He swallowed, and blamed it on the Z. "I'm honestly not so high, Nathan. I just needed enough for the night." The doctor should understand that Lord knows he probably took his fortification from his kid and maybe , maybe from the Graverobber himself. "You can come to bed," the younger man added lowly, voice rough from sleep and not from arousal. "I showered so I won't smell." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | "Bankole," Nathan re iterated, and then realized that Graverobber's confusion was because he actually had no idea who the hell he was talking about he corrected himself, "Ray. Your landlord. You need to be there tomorrow."One way or another, he would make sure Graverobber showed up.He ignored the question it wasn't something he felt he should answer."The very fact youneedany should be a good indication " Nathan began, but then let his voice die away to nothing not because he felt it was pointless to continue, certainly he knew that one way or another, Graverobber would continue to sample his own wares, but rather he had gone silent because of what Graverobber had said after. His eyebrows climbed high, and he looked the man over,"You showered." Nathan repeated flatly, peering at the other man over his glasses, "So you wouldn't "Graverobber had cleaned up to get into the bed. He had actually showered for him, because otherwise he would have just gotten under the sheets filthy. For most people, the act of washing was a daily routine, but this simple act was touching enough that Nathan felt that horrible, cold emptiness suddenly ebb away, and the way Graverobber put his arms out he's high, Nathan reminded himself.He moved to the bed wordlessly, pulled off his jacket and socks, and got under the covers, a little grim at how easy he was to win over these days. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber pulled a face that should have told Nathan exactly what the scavenger thought of his landlord, but if it didn't, he said, "You sawRay?" Good God, what did the two have to talk about? Sure, he was aware that Old Ray was a doctor, and yeah, he had sorta gone to the old man for information, but they weren't getting chummy, were they?Oh, God, what if You and him started pestering about Nathan. He'd never hear the end of it.And the grave robber was not one to settle down.He wasn't. Not even if the doctor had a cute kid and the man was a good lay and he liked the way he tasted when they kissed. He wasn't one for something approaching a home and a family.He simplywasn't.But for a man that wanted nothing more than a decent fuck, he was being awfully kind. He'd never been the sort to let other's dictate his hygiene, either: he washed when he wanted to and no sooner . Yet here he'd gone and showered when his body ached with the need to sleep, all because he wanted to please Nathan. He snorted softly, and when Nathan got under the sheets, a warm, naked body was waiting for him. Hands touched him not with the desire to tease and excite, but checking that the older man was still whole."You okay?" he asked again, deep voice fuzzy with the drug but he was still alert. There was no slurring in his short sentences. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber's body was still damp from the recent shower and rather than the smell of death and dirt, the scavenger smelled like soap it was bizarre, but couple with the warmth of his skin through the material of Nathan's shirt, there was something comforting about it all. He felt the other man's hands on him, and for the first time since they'd met, the touch wasn't sexual it wasn't platonic either, but it was different than what they usually exchanged. This felt close, intimate.Nathan said nothing about it, because he feared that he would somehow break this strange spell, even if he wasn't sure if he liked it or not."I'm fine." Nathan said, "Go to sleep, Marcus." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | As if satisfied by his check up, Graverobber grumbled lowly into Nathan's ear, pulled him close and settled his head right in the curve of the older man's nape. Beneath the smell of antiseptic and soap was the metallic tang of blood. His increasingly disjointed brain supplied 'all the perfumes of Arabia' and he had no idea where that was from, but it didn't matter because he was, for the first time in a very long while, safe and warm.He was awake before Nathan, because he had been in bed for longer and he was used to dozing the deep sleep had left him energized, fighting against the hang over like symptoms of a fading Zydrate high. Graverobber murmured, pressing himself against the older man's back. Yesterday, he had been good with keeping his hands to himself. This morning, however, large hands ghosted down and under clothing, checking to see if the good doctor had morning wood to match his own.The dealer couldn't be sweet all the time, after all. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | It took time for Nathan to fall asleep that night it wasn't just that he was bothered by what had happened, wasn't only bothered by the confession he'd spilled and felt no catharsis from though that certainly played a role in his restlessness. It was, strangely, also the feeling of another body against his own that made him unable to get to sleep because the feeling was still alien to him breath against his throat, the surprisingly gentle sound of Graverobber's sleep he had figured that, on top of everything else, the scavenger would snore, but he was quiet. It was one of the rare times that he was, so Nathan took it for the blessing it was and did his best to make his mind stop going in circles.He felt asleep a long time after he was completely still in his sleep save for the occasional twitch of his fingers and the side of his face buried against the pillow. He was sure that he had been dreaming, but for the life of him couldn't remember what it was about because the press of a body behind him, and then the sensation of a large, rough palm sliding beneath his shirt and another down between his legs was cause for him to jerk out of his sleep, starting his day with a throaty moan.Groggy from sleep and buzzing with a low pleasure, his hand moved around, seeking contact, and he found Graverobber's hip Graverobber's distinctly bare hip and then he felt what was pressing against his lower back."I thought I was an early riser," Nathan mumbled out, still half asleep. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber, apart from all his other flaws, did not snore. Snoring was a dangerous thing to someone that often spent his nights in a grave yard. The dead didn't bother him, after all, but sometimes the living did: some nights, he'd rather sleep next to a dead girl than a living one hanging on him, gnawing on his ear, pushing a hand down his shirt and whispering in a high, breathy voice, "Graverobber, just a little hit." Snoring then would get him killed. GENcops didn't care if you were actually robbing graves at the moment for some reason, sleeping in them could get you shot on the spot, too, if you were known to go around harvesting Z.Entirely unfair, but he didn't snore and rarely slept hard enough anyways. That night, he had slept hard, had even woken up with his eyes stuck shut and had to blink a few times while he pressed a kiss to the back of Nathan's neck."Cute, Doc. I'm glad I'm not fucking you for your humor," he rumbled, teasing. So maybe he had a little sweetness left, while they were still in this warm, dark haven. Graverobber didn't want to leave, yet, to go back out on stage. He mouthed along the line of Nathan's spine, feeling that first bump of his back and clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. "Did you even eat anything yesterday? Outside of the spunk and brandy." Graverobber pinched a nipple in admonishment, feeling he might know that answer already. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | "Really I'd thought it was my propensity for stand up comedy that got you fucking me," Nathan replied, and the curse still felt strange coming from his mouth it still wasn't a common thing for the doctor, he had always balked at the idea of being too lewd language was, after all, the very key to communication and he wasn't fond of the idea of reducing it to a few obscenities.He felt the mouth along his spine, and his eyes fell closed as he enjoyed the sensation though they snapped open again almost immediately when Graverobber's fingers pinched at him, and it sent a small jolt through him. It wasn't a spot Nathan had ever considered particularly sensitive, but it seemed that the scavenger knew exactly how to get a strong response.He couldn't remember if he'd eaten anything. He might have food hadn't been a concern of his."I'm sure I did." he rasped.Food wasn't a concern of his right then, either.He ran a hand down Graverobber's hip, down to his leg, long fingers digging into the thigh muscles, almost massaging he was oddly fond of Graverobber's legs, there was a thick collection of muscles, evidence of the amount of legwork that the man did, and Nathan found himself enjoying the feeling of them beneath his hand. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber chuckled. Straight men, he had noticed , always seemed to forget their nipples, seemed to think it was only women with their soft curves and obvious breasts that enjoyed the stimulation. Even the doctor had fallen into the same trap, though he imagined medical school had glossed over erogenous zones.Shame. But he had a feeling his doctor was clever enough to pic up whatever he needed to know about the male body."Nathan. Such language," he mocked, catching an earlobe in his mouth to worry. There was a warm hand massaging his thigh, chasing away aches from a morning after just a little too much Z and running and crouching, and Graverobber shivered, pressing his erection against Nathan's back. "Know any more dirty words you've not been telling me? Any more 'please, fuck me, Marcus' or 'make the bed hit the wall's?" His hips were rocking now, just slightly, but the younger man had the benefit of a rather fantastic level of self control. After all, he spent most of his days with bodies writhing against him and Graverobber in general loved his money more than his fucks. If he hadn't developed control enough to be picky, he'd be as poor as some of his more desperate clientele and that idea just didn't sit well with the dealer.The pale fingers that had been pinching Nathan ghosted up to his throat, putting just the slightest pressure there to force him back against his mouth. It was a move he was used to using on more malleable whores , since many of them couldn't remove his organs with things as blunt as his own shoe. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan felt the other man rocking up against him and the touches and the closeness were causing a stir inside of the doctor, making him grow hard suddenly, all of the exhaustion from the night and the day prior had dissappeared though the anger lingered somewhere inside of him, he found himself thinking only about Graverobber right then."Those were in the heat of the moment, I can't be held responsible for that," Nathan said, and he pushed himself back against the other man, putting a little pressure to cause friction on Graverobber's erection, "You just bring out the worst in me."And he felt the fingers at his throat it was a gentle enough motion, but he still felt a cool in his spine that indicated his darker half was displeased, and it stirred a small noise from Nathan, his fingers digging harder into the man's thigh, dragging upwards slowly before his hand moved back between their bodies and he roughly grasped Graverobber's length. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | The scavenger hissed into Nathan's ear, fingers curling around that slender throat. The bruises under his palm were hot, warmer than the rest of the lined skin, and he was stupid for this little fight of dominance."W why do I need to go see Old Ray?" he asked softly, trying to keep a conversation up even with that tight grip on his cock. He wanted to hear Nathan's voice, especially as he was putting pressure on his throat. He might, also, want to stir enough of the monster in the gentle man to get a good fight.Maybe he wanted to be on his back this morning."If this is about a check up, I'd rather you'd do it," Graverobber managed, resting one of his legs on Nathan's so he could spread his further. "Maybe we should hurry with that. I'm looking forward to fucking you without a rubber." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | "He just needs to see you," Nathan said, and he stroked the scavenger firmly a few times he felt the other man's body twitching in response, privately hoping to distract the man from the topic he didn't want to explain it to Graverobber, didn't want to tell the man he was going to be heading to Bankole's for a life threatening surgery. He wanted to keep Graverobber from knowing until the very moment he went in, because it was just easier that way even with all of the advances in medical technology and organs, there was always a risk.There was always the risk that Graverobber wouldn't survive it.But he wouldn't survive without it, either.Nathan shuddered hard he wasn't sure if it because of what the man had said or because of his own thoughts, but the increasing pressure on his throat was causing that cool in his spine to grow, and before he could stop himself, he had torn Graverobber's hand away from his neck, twisted himself around in the man's arms, and sunk his teeth into Graverobber's neck like the world's most mild mannered vampire. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber, though he didn't know it, was going to be operated on in a hospital that didn't have access to all the best. It was the problem with a non GeneCo hospital sure, you wouldn't get your organs removed for missing a payment, and yes, the costs were better, but the equipment wasn't top notch, the staff was over worked, and, while Ray and his were careful, the risks were much, much higher.Especially for someone that was going down for a major surgery, who used Zydrate enough that the main form of anesthesia might or might not work much for him. The only thing Graverobber had going for him was the fact he was cockroach like in his ability to survive.Nathan's fear, for some reason, was almost palatable. He didn't understand what Old Ray had told him perhaps the man had found something out that the doctor didn't want anyone else to know. In any case, he wanted to help chase that fear away. He also wanted that rough treatment, the teeth at his neck that made him gasp and whimper and squirm. "Fuck, Nathan," he breathed, hands coming down to grope the man's ass, grinding against him. "Harder. I won't break." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan didn't want to think about the impending surgery he knew his worry was ridiculous, that he shouldn't feel so much concern for the scavenger he didn't even know what to label this strange relationship as, after all but he was feeling a well of despair at the thought of the other man going beneath the knife. Suddenly, it was imperative to distract himself as well, to hear Graverobber's groans and feel him twitch. He felt Graverobber's hands grab him, felt their hips connect, and even through the material of his trousers it sent shocks through the doctor's body.One of his hands reached up to wind into Graverobber's hair he found that the thick ropes felt less gritty than usual, that the musty smell was nearly gone, and he attributed it to the shower that the man had taken the night before. He used Graverobber's hair, wrenched the man's head to the side and began to worry the skin between his teeth, laving his tongue against the spot once he had bruised it, his hand continuing it's rough and uneven stroking at the same time.He heard Graverobber's groan for him to be rougher with him, but the cool in his spine reminded him that drawing blood would be a poor choice, even moreso now that some part of his mind was informing him of how good the scavenger's blood tasted. It was a thought that disturbed the doctor, so he busied himself at the man's adam's able, teeth and tongue working at the dip just below it, then up to the soft spot beneath the man's jaw. He wrenched hard on Graverobber's hair to force his head back further into a more uncomfortable position, enough to give Nathan a decent advantage over the other man right then. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber wanted that advantage. It reminded him, vaguely, of before in the alleyway, the first time the doctor had touched him in a way that wasn't deadly... but that had been the monster, hadn't it? He shuddered, breathing going ragged as he squirmed and bucked."Fuck," he growled, digging his stubby nails into the older man's ass, feeling the wiry muscles there. He wanted more. Not violence, not quite. Something a little darker that wouldn't draw out the night surgeon. It was masochistic and needy and he was entirely unsure of why he wanted it, but he reached up and slammed the heel of his hand into the other man's temple. It was a pulled punch, but it would hurt."Fucking force me, Nathan," Graverobber bit out, and he might have felt something like embarrassment , but he was hard in Nathan's hand and the old man wanted distraction. So did he. He wanted to chase away the fear he'd felt last night when the early morning hours had come and Nathan hadn't been there, wanted to chase away the desire to be gentle or to even help the doctor. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | He heard the rasped curse, felt the other man trembling and then came the hit, it was a hard shot to the temple, enough that it briefly dazed Nathan before he shook it off, a sudden well of irritation rising in his chest, and the cold had crept further up his vertebrae, rising to his neck now and settling around his shoulders, wrapping around like the beginnings of a noose. Repo was getting closer, he was tasting the air, flicking his tongue out at it there was violence, there was pain, there was the anger, and Repo wanted in on it.But then there was a strange sort of desperation in Graverobber's voice, a need that Nathan couldn't help but recognize because he'd felt it himself they were both fighting something that they didn't even want to acknowledge, and without even needing to hear it, he knew what it was that Graverobber was trying to distance himself from. He knew because he'd been failing to distance himself from it as well, as evidenced by the very fact he had done something terribly stupid, something risky and horrifying in order to ensure that, two years down the road, Graverobber wouldn't die from non functional lungs.The bizarre strength made an appearance, the one that Graverobber had felt before in the alleyway, and again in the graveyard when he'd nearly had his life choked out of him Nathan's fingers went around Graverobber's throat and he was shoving the man onto his back even as he pushed away the icy fingers of Repo, refused to let the monster be the one to do this, only allowed the darkness a small say in it just enough to drive him to give the man what he was after. If Graverobber wanted this, he would give it to him but he wouldn't allow Repo to be the one to make it happen, he didn't want Repo to touch Graverobber.The long fingers clamped down, half closed the scavenger's windpipe while he bit down on the man's collarbone, his hand tugging roughly on Graverobber's length once more before moving away, trailing down his thigh then digging his fingers into the muscle of the man's rear.He wasn't certain Graverobber knew what he was asking for. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber had no idea what he wanted.His brain was addled, thoughts jumbling in his mind in a way he'd never felt before: when he reached out for them to try and put them in some sort of order, the bare minimum , they scattered from him like so many hyper active children.He tried again: he was on his back, warm, strong fingers crushing his throat and it felt so good his hips were still bucking even after the hand on his dick vanished. Nathan was still dressed and the cloth felt just as good, maybe even better than the mouth on his collarbone. The teethhurt, immediately discoloring an area that was mostly skin and bone, but the dealer was of such a depraved sort that the pain immediately went to his groin. Best of all was that hand, though, and he wheezed, letting his head drop back to give Nathan better access.The other man could kill him right now, finish the job from weeks ago and no one would ever know. Bone white hands reached down, grasping, pulling up that greying head as if he were going to give a fight, but instead he started pressing gentle, shaking kisses to his cheeks, his forehead, his jaw. Graverobber had fucked himself: here he'd been trying to run away from that feeling and yet he'd put himself in the most vulnerable position he could think of. Nathan could just squeeze a little harder and he'd crush his windpipe, end his useless life, and that wold be that, but he couldn't even bring himself to feel afraid.Graverobber groaned. He trusted Nathan. Oh, God, he trusted him. Not 'trusted him when they both had their hands at the other's throat and were at an impasse' but trusted him. "Please," he wheezed, wriggling under the doctor, hands cupping his face. "Oh, God, please. Hurt me." He didn't want to trust him. He wanted to be sensibly afraid, wary, and loathing of this monster. Hell, he wanted Nathan to bleed what trust he'd developed out of him, just to make it go away. "If you get soft on me again," he threatened weakly, unable to even finish. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber was bigger than he was overall, his frame was simply built larger, but somehow the scavenger's throat felt almost brittle beneath his hand, it felt as though he could crush the windpipe without any real effort but that was how it was with most of them, every one of them was a human being until they were in his hands, and then they were just patients, then they were they were oh god.Graverobber wasn't a patient, he knew that. He didn't want to hurt this man but Repo did, and for some reason, Graverobber was encouraging it, he wanted this.But then there were those kisses, pressed against his jaw, his forehead they were shaking and soft, and suddenly Nathan wasn't sure he could keep crushing the breath out of him like that Graverobber made a thin threat, rasping for him not to be gentle, but he found himself leaning in and brushing their lips together. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber shuddered miserably. They'd gone too far, both of them he should have just kept his hands away from the doctor's throat. The dealer had no idea what he wanted from all this. It was new and dangerous and, worst of all, frightening. Some part of him, beneath the self destructive urges people like him and Nathan had, wanted the other man to let up, to be gentle, kind and so very Nathan.Romantic might have been the word, but he wasn't quite sure he knew what that meant outside of flowers and over priced sweets.Nathan must have because he ignored the feeble posturing and that almost kiss sent Graverobber shivering again, frame tense in an aborted 'fight or flight' urge. His brain was screaming at him to stop this, that he was bigger and more desperate and that knife was closer for him: he didn't have to play this game, hell, he could probably even hurt his doctor. Instead, he relaxed, calloused fingers rubbing careful circles into Nathan's cheeks, his temples. Lowly, in a voice so quiet he wasn't even sure he'd spoken, he said, "I trust you, Doc." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | He felt Graverobber shudder under him, felt the man suddenly go from tensed to relaxed when their lips brushed together, and Nathan felt Repo's frustration as he shoved the monster back yet again, refused to give him an inch not with Graverobber. Repo got all of the ones out on the streets, nearly every night he got his pound of flesh, body after body, death after death, gallons of blood spilled by the darker side of himself Repo got to have them.Just let me have this one.Nathan moved in, tenative, brushed their lips together again, pulled Graverobber's bottom lip between his teeth and worried at the skin his hands shifted, one slid up the man's chest and mapped him out, his fingers found the scars from surgery years ago and they traced the deep, old wounds."You shouldn't." Nathan said, trying to ignore the strange way his pulse picked up from those words, and he placed a kiss against Graverobber's mouth, adding, "It's a bad idea." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | The good doctor was a little more cautious now but still so very gentle. Graverobber sighed against his mouth, just the barest amount of noise escaping as a whimper. God, he was in deep. The scavenger currently shaking under Nathan was perhaps not the most well educated man in the world, but he liked to think he was intelligent and sensible sensible enough, for example, not to trust others, to back into corners and, above all, start empathizing with people he met. He'd done all three with Nathan, had done them willingly and with no visible profit at the end."I know it is," he rumbled, one thumb smoothing a faded eyebrow. He had the sudden feeling, even knowing that the older man was strong enough to seriously hurt him, that Nathan wasdelicate, that unlike Graverobber with his large body and dark features, the doctor was actually something you wouldn't send chasing after debtors. No, he should be found in a library or a lab, working away quietly. Large, strong hands put the lightest pressure on his face, pushing him down gently to kiss that faint scar while the doctor touched his own.Usually, he was a bit self conscious about them. No, that wasn't correct he wasn't self conscious, he just didn't like advertising he had surgery. And though he was not at all bothered by nudity, he wasn't used to touching when completely naked, as stripping in an alley was a good way of getting mugged. "At least I like you, Doc," he admitted, lips following the line down to his eyebrows then down the bump of his nose. "So what has you spooked?" |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Back seventeen years ago, Nathan Wallace would have been pleased to be working in the dead silence of a laboratory or research facility, carefully measuring and neatly categorizing and cleaning focusing intently on the task of his work, no distractions, nothing but clean white and cool metal.But these years had ruined him long gone were those days because now the white and the metal stirred that nasty thing inside of him that made him think of blood and death, and even the memories of his previous life as an honest to god surgeon were destroyed, because he wasn't sure he could trust himself to pick up a scalpel without using it for something horrible. He had lost that part of himself somehow, or it was being overriden by Repo, he wasn't sure anymore, but he also didn't believe he would ever be a true doctor again there were days he hoped Rotti's inevitable death would change things, but then, there were always his children.And he wasn't certain they would let him go either.Nathan shook his head, mute for a moment while Graverobber kissed down over his forehead,"Nothing," he replied, refocusing his hands shifted, moved to slip underneath Graverobber, his fingers sliding up the man's back and digging into the muscle there, massaging it while he moved his head to kiss at the red marks he had left on the scavenger's throat with his hands. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | "You're lying to me," the grave robber said, arching his back up to give Nathan easier access. Oh, God, this massaging thing feltgood. It hurt in a very vague sort of way, the muscles burned as those deft fingers tunneled into aches he didn't even knew he had and left only a sort of heat behind. His mind was returning to him from wherever it had fled during the choking, since the inability to breath sparked a primal fear in him. He should be afraid, but Nathan had smoothed out the violence.Somewhere, he knew he would.Graverobber shivered, both from the kind mouth at his neck and the knowledge that he was safe. He didn't like this, this feeling safe, not when the man he associated this feeling with was ... well, Nathan. And it was the worst this feeling of security had ever been he generally felt safe in the graves and surrounded by people that needed him and, though he was loath to admit it, his own routines. Graverobber, for all his need to be excited, was a creature of habit: changes tended to shake him up.Like suddenly developingfeelings."I might not be the most experienced of men in this field, but I do think that people who are sleeping with each other like we are try tosharethings." There was just a shade of disgust in that word, but more amusement than anything else. They had, after all, actually slept together, not just fucked and left. It was an interesting precedent for the Graverobber. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan felt the other man arch up beneath him and he knew he had found a sweet spot,"I'm not lying," Nathan lied but pleasantly.He shifted to the side and put his hands on Graverobber's shoulders, urging the man to turn over and lay face down against the bed to allow him better access to the man's back he remembered when this had been done to him before, but he had no intention of tying Graverobber to the bed.If only because they didn't have all day, and he wanted to take his time with Graverobber during his next chance to tie him down he assured himself there would be a next time, that the surgery was routine at this point even though twenty years ago it hadn't been fathomed. Graverobber would survive it, he would heal well, and he would be stronger for it for the rest of his long, long life."I think I've shared quite enough about myself," Nathan added mildly, "You know more about me than I do about you. Seems rather unfair." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber groaned, but dropped the subject. Instead, he focused on the doctor's sweet voice, not the lie he was telling, and the warmth from his hands. The agent might be nutty as a Snicker's Bar in some ways, but in others he had more control over his senses than any other man Graverobber had ever met. It was an interest contrast to know that those intelligent, clean hands were sometimes employed by a different entity.Not interesting good, but interesting. The dealer, who had been attracted first by the monster, was starting to dislike very intensely the other side of Nathan, the one that made his doctor upset, had probably put on the majority of those lines on his face.Moaning softly, Graverobber docilely obeyed, turning over. He did pause a moment to stretch, leonine and showing off his muscles. He was a little bulkier than the older man, not quite as streamlined and certainly messier. There were little pricks of old scars from rough Z application, more white tissue from fights long forgotten, when he hadn't been at the top of the pile. It wasn't a body he was planning on using all that long, afterwards, not when people like him had life expectancies half his age. Best to get the most use out of it while he could, especially with the thought of his lungs' approaching expiration date.He plopped down lazily, that same nasty trust making it so he wasn't afraid of what Nathan would do to him with his back turned. "What else could you want to know?" he asked, voice low as he settled. Graverobber had an amazing skill that most people would kill for: he could easily take life threatening worries and box them up so he wouldn't even have to worry about them. It was a necessary skill for someone like him, or else he might turn into a whimpering idiot as he thought about how close he was to death at all moments.He'd much rather think about how close he was to getting a rather nice hand job, either from himself or the good doctor. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan's eyes shifted over the scavenger's back, taking in the arches and lines of muscle, looking over the white flecks of scarring that marred his pale skin both of them were pathetically pasty, both living lives that kept them out of sunlight, Graverobber because his customers mostly came out at night and Nathan well, essentially for the same reason. Repo Men didn't go out during the day because that was the time when the normal, law abiding citizens were roaming the streets in mass numbers people who would be more afraid, people who would balk at the sight of a slaughter, people who might very well step in while those at night tended to step back and either run away or stick around to watch. That, and those who were in debt with GeneCo tended to somehow feel safer at night, as though going out in daylight would be dangerous for them though it was very much the opposite.Carefully, Nathan straddled Graverobber's hips and he started up at the man's shoulders, his long, deft fingers digging into the muscle there, working at the knots near the neck and moving outwards, slow and calculated motions, alternating between digging into the hard muscles and smoothing out the pain with light touches afterwards. Inch by inch, he worked his hands down the other man's back, moving to his shoulderblades and working at the cords of muscle that were just beneath, knowing it was a spot of particular tension for him and thus questing to rid Graverobber of any stress he might harbour there."History," Nathan said, and he leaned in and moved his mouth across Graverobber's shoulders, kissing and nipping at the skin, "Your history." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber propped his head up on his folded fore arms, a slack hand reaching up to brush some of his hair away but that was it. His neck hurt, his body ached from Z and he was, all in all, too pleasantly warm to move.Even the doctor's weight on his hips was pleasant, an adjective he wasn't all that used to using. Very few things in his life, after all, were pleasant. Enjoyable, yes, sybaritic, perhaps, but notpleasant. Pleasant, apparently, was having a too thin, too worried man massaging your back while you attempted to coax him to speak, because his vocal cords were in such disuse the slight rasp made your heart beat just a little faster.Huh. Who would have known?The fingers wrung out a gasp from the rainbow haired tramp, then a soft moan as shifted. Unlike Nathan, who was old and given to going decades without sex, Graverobber was over sexed and under fucked. The feel of Nathan's trousers on his back and sheets under his hips was undoing him, keeping him tense even as those hands made his body say 'you know, I think I'm okay with not moving ever again'. "I don't have much of one," he managed, voice low as he squirmed. "I've been ... recycling for more than ten years, and before that I was too young to do much else." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan hadn't expected much to come from the question, he had been aware that Graverobber wouldn't have many details to give a man who sold Zydrate on the streets and slept in dumpsters, especially one as young as he was who looked as street wizened as he did it was pretty clear Graverobber had started young. He was roughed up by his life, and he didn't seem to have any family to speak of, something that Nathan had been able to associate with if it weren't for Shilo, he wouldn't have anyone. He was sure he would have lost his mind even more than he already had, if he didn't have his little girl.He heard the small noises that escaped the scavenger, and it made Nathan smile to himself the man was squirming beneath him, and Nathan knew it was because Graverobber was hard and pressing into the mattress, so Nathan decided to torment him by placing a little more of his weight on the man's hips to put more pressure on the already aching arousal. His hands continued their work, undeterred, his calloused palms moving down his back, along his spine, working through the knots at each vertebrae, down to his lower back and up his sides. He kissed the back of Graverobber's neck, and then left a hickey in the same spot, pleased by the sight of it.He wouldn't ask for any more information from Graverobber he found himself hoping the other man would do the same.He moved down then, shifting himself off to the side so his hands could access Graverobber's legs now, and he pushed the sheets out of the way entirely to leave Graverobber bare to his gaze, and he found himself looking the man over, appreciating every line. His hands moved to his calves, his fingers dug deep into them, and unable to resist, he leaned in and placed a bite at the back of Graverobber's leg, just on a particularly tempting bit of muscle. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan, when he wanted to, could be just as much of a sick bastard as his Repo Man counterpart, only Graverobber was willing to encourage this sort of evil. He groaned, hips flexing into the sheets, damning the older man and his expensive, smooth sheets. Why couldn't he have something like, like low thread count cotton that actually gave the friction he sought as he rubbed against the bedclothes. "You're a cruel man, Doc," he breathed, sighing appreciatively at the feel of suction.His pale skin was going to be covered in bruises and oddly he was looking forward to it. It made him smile, the thought of Nathan seeing the thiefmarkedand the entirely arousing image of him actually being excited by the little bruises.That wasn't helping his swelling.In fact, it was making it much worse. Once Nathan had swung off him, he rutted lightly into the sheets, trying just a little harder. Still pretty useless: his erection all but slid along the cool fabric, but that wasn't the whole point of that move. He glanced back to the doctor, grinning wickedly, then dropped his head and shivered. The fingers felt good, but the teeth, the teeth were better. It was probably medically incorrect, but he felt that he had a nerve connected directly from that spot Nathan had found to his groin, no stop in between for silly things like his brain.It must have found a switch for his words, because, hesitantly, Graverobber offered, "I don't think I have any family, not that I know of. My mother left early and my father ran out when he couldn't pay my surgery." He wasn't exactly sure how to go about this this was already more than he had ever told another person. "Grave robbing pays better than sucking cock," he added, closing his eyes in pleasure. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | A soft laugh escaped Nathan as Graverobber gave a groan of frustration from the pressure put on his hips, and he watched as the man's hips jerked against the bed, seeking friction that he wouldn't be able to find from the smooth sheets. He knew it was sick in a way, but the sight of the other man's sexual frustration right then was oddly stimulating as was the filthy smile that Graverobber shot his way. He had been ignoring it before, but now he found himself forced to acknowledge that he was hard as well because the way the man had looked at him had caused a throb between his legs that he couldn't disregard entirely.his hands worked up to Graverobber's thighs, digging in and having to press harder, fingers pushing more in order to work through the thick muscles that he had found himself appreciating before the muscles under his hands accounted for so many years of work, and the way they were formed was bizarrely appealing to Nathan. He ended up leaving a second mark along Graverobber's thigh, but he hesitated at what the man said next, eyes flicking up to run over Graverobber's profile, frowning.He'd been left on his own, a kid forced to pay for his own surgery. Survived in any way he could.He heard Repo make a small noise. It took him a moment to realize it was approval understanding.Nathan found himself moving up Graverobber's body there was nothing he could say right then, there was no assurance he could give that wouldn't sound useless and contrived. He wanted to tell the man that he wouldn't need to worry about the next surgery, but it didn't seem right to say it he just didn't want to admit he was the one who had brought the lungs for Graverobber, even though the man would figure it out instantly anyways.Instead, he placed a kiss, warm and gentle, onto Graverobber's temple, and then another on his cheekbone. Those two little kisses were almost chaste, as though he was trying to apologize for what had happened to the man through those tiny gestures, his hands sliding on Graverobber's sides in small, gentle circles but he knew not to let it stretch on, not to let Graverobber think too much about it. Feeling human was something Graverobber seemed to loathe, and it was something that Nathan sought one of those strange separations.So he slid one hand down between Graverobber and the sheets, grasping his straining erection and giving him several rough strokes. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber sighed again, exhaling as Nathan pulled himself back up. The scrappy body on top of him was becoming so familiar, sowelcome he'd been fighting against it, trying to ignore this new routine he was developing, but it was no use. He'd known that the moment he'd wandered back into Nathan's house, high as a kite and unhappy because the man wasn't there. In fact, he'd been positively lost he couldn't have been more confused if the grave yards suddenly emptied of all their bodies.There was a gentle mouth at his temple, then his cheek, and for a moment, Graverobber hesitated, breath poised in his lungs and throat as if he had just been caught in the rays of a GENcop's flashlight. Why was his doctor suddenly so tender? He let out the breath with a shudder. Because he expected pain.The dealer knew he was sick in the head: some part of him told him that he should be upset, should be heartbroken to know his own parents left him like so much trash, but the pain simply wasn't there. He had liked his parents, of course, most kids did even if they did wrong by them, but they'd simply... been. The three of them had shared the same living quarters and genetics and that was about it. It wasn't as if he had been abused, no, more like simply neglected. He'd seen abuse in the form of battered women and fucked up kids, and he'd had none of that.Just... no one had cared. And he hadn't cared back either.He hissed, hips straining into Nathan's hand. The older man cared he knew that. Graverobber was a dealer through and through and he could recognize an addict the same way some mean could a certain vintage of wine. Nathan was addicted to affection, to actually being kind and taking care with another human being, and Graverobber could supply that. He reached down, slowing Nathan's hand, and turned his head back to kiss him sweetly. "Let's try it your way, Doc," he murmured, smiling crookedly. "No rough housing." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | He felt Graverobber's hand on his own, stopping him, slowing him down, and for an instant he thought he had done something wrong, or even hurt the other man he leaned back to look at Graverobber, and found the other man offering him a wry smile. He was nearly taken aback by the scavenger's suggestion and his eyebrows rose very slightly, he ended up hesitating a little, eyeing the other man for a long moment as he tried to analyze the situation. Was Graverobber toying with him?No, the hand on his and the passive position of the other man led Nathan to believe Graverobber was serious rather than the rough, aggressive touches that they had used previous times, Graverobber was telling him to go slow, to take care and be gentle in the way that his mind often urged him to. There were times when Nathan appreciated the roughness, enjoyed the aggression, but right then, and especially after what Graverobber had just said, he simply wanted to pay close attention to the man and this was the first opportunity to do so, the first time Graverobber hadn't tried to push away gentle affection.Suddenly, he felt nervous but he wasn't going to turn down the chance.His hand continued to move, but this time the strokes weren't the rough, tugging kind this was a slow, barely there graze of his calloused fingertips against the sensitive skin while his other hand slipped underneath as well, seeking out one of Graverobber's nipples, finger circling around it while he leaned in and placed a series of kisses along the man's earlobe, his body pressed to the man's back. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | He chuckled softly, more an expulsion of air than anything else. Of course. Of course Nathan would jump at it. Part of him whispered 'look, he just like the rest of the junkies, bed him and take whatever payment he offers' but that part was surprisingly small. The rest of him actually enjoyed the care, said that it was okay to be affectionate and gentle here when it was just them and this plush, warm world of darkness and blankets.Nathan was making him soft. And worst of all, he didn't mind."Just like that," he breathed, instruction completely not necessary. Nathan knew what he was doing more so than Graverobber did because, while the doctor could count the number of orgasms he had in the last two decades on one hand, the thief's knowledge of being kind and gentle was only slightly above his ability to match cheese and wine . He wanted to talk, though, and he wanted his doctor to respond.The grave robber shivered, not completely sure how such soft touches that could barely be labeled as such could make his body tense up and his muscles quiver, over taught with the desire for more. Nathan was a quick study: Graverobber moaned, reaching a hand back to run his fingers through the older man's hair. Like always, he was surprised at how soft the strands were as they slipped along his palm. "That feels really nice, Doc," he said, dropping his head to kiss the surgeon's forearm. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | He could feel Graverobber trembling the soft touches seemed to be working wonders on the man's body, likely a strange contrast to the rough housing that the man was used to though these motions were familiar for Nathan, just in a very distant way. For years, his life had revolved around violence and pain, using his hands to tear open bodies, wield weapons, rip out organs it was reassuring to know that he could still make them be gentle, he had begun to think he had forgotten how.His finger moved in a slow, lazy circle around Graverobber's nipple before he slid his hand up, hand going to Graverobber's throat but not putting on pressure, just supporting, lifting his head slightly so he could kiss at the man's jawline and up his cheekbone and temple, the feeling of the man's kiss still lingering on his forearm.His other hand continued to teasingly touch Graverobber's length, running a finger around the head, rubbing the pad of his index finger against the slit and brushing along the foreskin, not giving him any real friction, only touching him sparingly. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber wasn't sure he could remember someone being this careful with him before, treating him as if he were something that one didn't want to break. It was an odd feeling, this kindness the dealer didn't know if he should sneer at it or relax into it.His body was choosing the latter. Graverobber let his head roll back easily with a sigh Nathan's mouth and breath were warm against his pale skin, the quiet sound of his breathing a reassuring sign of life in his ear. The whole experience might have been as bone deeply unwinding if it wasn't for the cruelly subtle hand at his cock.It felt good, though, even as he whimpered, hips pushing into the doctor's hand. He wasn't accustomed to this sex was like the poison that passed for alcohol on the streets. It was best to swallow it down quickly and try to ignore the way it made you burn. This was subtle and, to Nathan, should be savored, breathed in and agitated until just the right moment. Graverobber squirmed, fighting the urge to simply wrestle the doctor to his back, to inject more violence into their activities. But Nathan didn't want that. He wanted teasing touches in which Graverobber couldn't help but feel every square centimeter of his rough fingers. "Please, Nate. Just a little more." Syllables were getting difficult for him. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan's kisses moved back along Graverobber's earlobe, down the back of his neck his left hand moved out, searching alongside the bed until his fingers snagged hold of the man's jacket where it had been dropped so carelessly while his right continued the gentle, teasing touches. For that instant, he managed to divide his attention as he dug into the man's jacket, trying to ignore the various and questionable items that his fingers ended up feeling out until he found one of the little packets, like the one Graverobber had used it was convenient that he was so prepared anyways.He had always been something of a talent with his hands he hadn't done this part before not since medical school, and that had been for a different purpose entirely but he was sure he would learn quickly."What would you like more of, Marcus?" Nathan asked kindly, but there was was a teasing undertone, "This?"He placed a few more kisses along the back of Graverobber's neck."Or is it this?" he asked, and slipped a finger along Graverobber's foreskin, teasing at the oversensitive spot, then letting one finger graze along the large vein on the underside. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber hissed, fingers digging into Nathan's scalp a little more roughly than he had wanted, but the old man was being cruel. He'd heard the sound of rustling cloth, recognized the almost unique sound of the heavy leather and ratty fur trim, but noises he didn't associate with the doctor. His coat then. The dealer's breathing sped up, the thought striking off a ragged edge to it. There were multiple things in his pockets, quite a few of them running the gamut from only frowned upon to terribly illegal and mostly drugs, but he still had more lube. Condoms, too, but he hadn't heard the crinkle of a foil package.He meant to somehow indicate that he wanted more of Nathan's hand on his cock, but somehow "Both," slipped from his mouth. Well, then, there was no hiding it now. "You're making me soft, geezer," he added through gritted teeth. "And if you don't f... grab a condom along with the lube, I swear I'll push you back and ride you." It was a lie, of course he was letting Nathan set the pace, but that didn't mean he couldn't try to hurry up the older man. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan gave a soft laugh,"That's odd," he said, "You don't feel soft."He gave Graverobber a firm squeeze for emphasis, smiling against the man's spine, though a small shudder went through him because of Graverobber's threat though, it wasn't particularly frightening, it only reminded him yet again of the throbbing ache between his legs. Despite what he said, Nathan didn't take a condom as well no, he wanted to focus entirely on Graverobber.He didn't go easy on the other man though, despite his groans Nathan's fingers continued to torture him with feather light touches and strokes that hardly touched him, drawing out all of the noises and twitches that he could get from the other man. Using his teeth and his left hand, he managed to open up the packet of lubrication, using his thumb to press it out onto his fingers the lube was cool to the touch, so he pressed his fingers together to warm it with his own body heat.He brought his mouth to the centre of Graverobber's spine, and he moved his left hand downwards, towards the scavenger's rear, one long, slick finger seeking out the sensitive ring of muscle, fingertip circling it a few times, a forewarning of sorts before he gently breached the tight opening to the first joint of his index finger, a small motion that was accompanied by another squeeze on Graverobber's cock. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber's hips bucked into that suddenlytheregrip' he let out a soft 'oh' of pleasure, then gritted his teeth when the hand retreated back into the soft tease. "Cute. You're a sick bastard, Doc," he said fondly, dropping his head below the V of his shoulders. "Ignoring the, ah," he stopped to appreciate the feather soft touches on his cock, suddenly very sad that his doctor's mouth wasn't on him.God. It felt fantastic. Graverobber propped himself up a little more, remembered that he was saying something, and scanned his mind for whatever wrecked train of thought he could find. Ah. "Ignoring the whole 'being a sweetheart' bit," he said, proud of himself for remembering a word he had used perhaps twice in the last decade .His back didn't even tense as the man returned his mouth to his spine. It was a vulnerable patch and heshouldhave flinched, but he had lost that battle earlier. For good or bad, he trusted the old man, felt affection for him when he should have only been thinking about what he could con off him. The grave robber gasped, then exhaled, taking his doctor's finger easily he might not usually play the penetrated partner, but he knew what he was doing. "W what, no telling me to turn my head and cough?" he stammered, rocking back. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | He felt Graverobber jerking against the bed, twitching against his hand, but he still didn't offer the friction he was seeking, continuing only to provide torturous swipes of his fingertips and then briefly running his hand up along Graverobber's abdomen, toying with the ticklish spot above his hip that had made him shudder before. He nipped at the skin near the man's spine, but the skin was taut enough that he could only leave a surface mark that faded quickly, and he laved his tongue over it,"You could if you wanted to," Nathan said, noting that the scavenger was rocking his hips back, so he pushed his finger in further for a moment before pulling it back out again Graverobber was taking the penetration in a way that told him this had happened before though the man was tight, he was clearly more experienced with this than the doctor was. With that in mind, he smiled to himself and added a second finger, slowly pushing them both in, pumping them inside of Graverobber a few times before he experimented, carefully flexing his fingers inside of Graverobber, searching for the spot that would make him buck. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | It was an extremely difficult thing for him to get used to. The grave robber was used to quantity of sexual experiences, not quality. Normally, he would have come by now and probably be doing up his pants, leaving the twittering junkie to his or her devices. But right now, his cock ached and even that thin finger was sending lines of warmth up his spine and down, surprise, surprise, to his erection. His body wasn't quite sure what was going on.Only that it felt wonderful.The dealer's hips followed Nathan's retreating fingers for a moment, just a few inches but it was still a needy motion. "Fuck," he breathed, feeling strangely empty it had been awhile, yet the slim finger wasn't enough, not nearly enough. "Let me turn on my back," he rasped, muscles pulling in the doctor's two fingers. Graverobber ran his tongue over his lips in hesitation, then, "I want to see you." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | There was a hesitation on Nathan's part, at Graverobber's rasped request was it a request, or a demand? that he be allowed to turn onto his back. He allowed himself to consider it for a few moments, taking that time to continue his gentle torment, pleased to see Graverobber's hips trying to find more contact, to gain more penetration. He pushed his fingers in deeper, enough to tease Graverobber further before he pulled them out again, moving back so the other man would be able to turn over.He couldn't protest to the idea he found he would be pleased to see Graverobber's reactions the man's face was expressive, and having better access to the man's neck and chest was tempting. He kept his hands to himself for that short period of time, leaning back to get another appreciative, full length view of him. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | It was a request. It was completely a request. If Nathan had, after his long pause, said 'no', Graverobber would have listened. He might have asked again, perhaps with a little more of the desperation his doctor was so fond of, but he'd given this time over to the surgeon. If Nathan had wanted him on his stomach the whole time or his knees, he would have obeyed. Graverobber wasn't quite sure what that eagerness meant. Probably wasn't good, whatever it was.Graverobber sucked in a breath of air through his teeth. God. Long fingers. Wonderfully long fingers that were moving in deeper and out again an the dealer groaned, feeling the sudden emptiness again. God fucking damn. He spread his legs a little, muscles clenching around nothing, but Nathan was moving. Right. So he could move. The dealer glanced back, then turned, stretching as he did and resting a large hand on his stomach, where the hair darkened and started to widen out. Graverobber leaned back, propping himself up on one elbow, that same hand rubbing circles into his own skin. "Enjoying the view, Doc?" he teased, lips still curled in a smirk but not one that looked like it belonged on the face of a misanthropic felon. No, there was nothing more threatening than a hint of mockery and a twinge of color on his cheeks. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan watched the shift of muscle beneath pale skin in some spots, he could see the blue webbings of veins, particularly in the crook of Graverobber's elbow which he noted was flecked with scars, just like so many other parts of him, but he recognized those particular scars as being a result of repeated needle insertions. Nathan nearly tutted his disapproval but he stopped himself by leaning in and running his tongue over those scars instead, feeling the ridge of them before leaning back and looking Graverobber over a second time.He nodded in response to Graverobber's question, watching the man stretch out on his back, naked and shameless it was astoundingly attractive, the confidence with which the other man presented himself, and though Nathan's expression was roughly as deadpan as it always was, but behind the glasses his eyes were bright with a sort of playfulness, and they followed the trail of Graverobber's hand, looking over the dark hair that trailed down the man's abdomen.But there was that hint of mockery in Graverobber's voice and that just wouldn't do right then, so Nathan reached out and grasped Graverobber's length with lubricated fingers, stroking him a few times to pull a reaction out of him before leaning in and kissing along his sternum, up the cords of his throat, and placing another kiss on his lips brief first, followed by another, more enthusiastic one that had him tugging lightly on Graverobber's bottom lip with his teeth.And as he did that, his hand slipped back down between Graverobber's legs, moved underneath, and he pushed his fingers back inside of the man without any sort of warning. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Bright blue eyes watched Nathan's, noting that his own gaze lingered on the faded red lines of scar tissue. He could see the scolding words build up behind the man's lips and imagined that his tongue darting out to touch the scars was all the more hot for it. That had been before Z, when he'd found the few other imperfect cures that still existed, because the glow was too expensive for anyone but the richest of junkies. Of course, Z and irresponsible surgery had swept all other drugs into second place, and you could shoot up from any part of your body. It was easier than trying to find a vein. Nathan had probably touched various bags of things in his coat, but Graverobber only sold Zydrate it was the only thing worth selling. The rest were just for him to play with.Graverobber's smile widened, crawling across his face like something skittering from the light. He was a smug bastard, intensely comfortable in his abused body and almost proud of it. After all, junkies might sleep with anything that looked like it had a glowing vial sticking out of it's pocket, but he was very aware he was attractive. Attractive enough in some way that he'd convinced this hermit of an old man to bed him . He let his hand drift a little lower, teasing both himself and Nathan, an eyebrow arched as he took in that almost playful look.Something in him cracked and leaked warmth. Those eyes were so bright, so much younger and there was no hint of the monster lurking in them. His smile softened, but Nathan might not have noticed, because he was soon dropping his head back, thighs tensing as a rough hand pumped up and down a few times. Nathan's dominant: he could feel the callouses, rough skin contrasting with the soft lips. They kissed until Graverobber was breathless, the scavenger letting his doctor lead even here until fingers were suddenly entering him again. Then, he had to pull away to gasp, pressing his forehead against Nathan's. "God, yes," he hissed, pulling up a leg so Nathan could have better access. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | The kiss went on until they were both breathless, until neither of them could continue it without needing to pull in two lungfuls of air, though Graverobber barely had the time to breathe in before he was grinding out a soft moan. Nathan moved his available hand under Graverobber's leg, lifting it up over his shoulder, using the change of position to push his long fingers in further and he began to move them inside of him again in a slow, steady pace.He kept himself leaning forward over Graverobber so he could continue to nip at the man's lips and place kisses down over his jaw and throat. Experimentally, he crooked his fingertips inside of the scavenger, searching, pressing deeper to find his prostate. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Now this was a position he hadn't been in for a long time. The grave robber groaned, hips rocking up in time with Nathan's fingers. "Control freak," he bit out, laughing then groaning: those fingers were getting deeper, filling him, not enough, but a good start. It seemed that Nathan was content to keep fingering him instead of actually slicking up his dick and fucking him proper. No, he'd stay dressed and fairly under control, tweed trousers covering his sizable erection.That image really shouldn't make him harder, but it did. Graverobber bucked, tightening around Nathan's digits. "There, Doc." A strong hand came up to clutch at the surgeon's back as he pulled him down for another sloppy kiss. He managed, some how, to keep the pace slow, like the penetrating fingers, tongue exploring Nathan's mouth before he pulled away to gulp down air. "Sure you don't want to just " A hand trailed down the line of his jaw and his neck. "Slip on a rubber and fuck me till I can't walk?" His voice had gone oily, as if he thought the depraved purr was somehow more persuasive. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | He felt Graverobber's muscles tighten and clench around his fingers, and he marked the spot out, memorized it he allowed himself to be tugged down into a messy kiss, their tongues pressing together only for a few moments before they broke away again for air. He felt Graverobber's hand on his jaw and slipping down his throat and he brought his hand up to touch the man's arm, kissed his wrist he was unable to suppress a shudder at the man's words, but he didn't give in.Instead, he leaned forward, and he let a slow smile curve along his lips, eyes flicking over the other man's face, and as an answer, he pushed his fingers in again, pressing them against his prostate and massaging the spot intently. Very casually, he pushed the frames of his glasses back up his nose, the smile lingering. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | His wrists were unscarred, sensitive in the lack of prodding and poking he'd done. Of course, the thief was fairly sensitive everywhere, the results of a very high reliance on touch or, perhaps, the cause of it, he was never quite sure. All he knew was that he was distinctly aware of Nathan's lips and the moisture they left behind he shivered along with the older man, knowing he'd failed to convince him, even before he got that self satisfied little smile.Asshole.Graverobber jerked, one eye open in a squint as he watched Nathan. "You're enjoying this too much," he said softly, leg muscles straining as he pushed down and prayed he wouldn't end up with a Charlie horse. He wanted more and the bastard wouldn't give it to him. "Kinky bastard," the dealer murmured, stretching up to kiss the older man's nose. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Another soft laugh escaped Nathan, and the smile looked just a little more genuine less cocky, and warmer when Graverobber placed a kiss on his nose. Something about the motion had caused a warm sort of feeling in the doctor's chest because it had been so astoundingly intimate."I could always stop if you prefer," Nathan said, his tone far too bright, a playful sort of threat one of the rare ones to escape the doctor that didn't threaten death or injury. He drew his fingers back, pressed in a third, began to pump them in and out of Graverobber then, suppressing another shudder at the heat he pushed his fingers in fully, stopping them just brushing against his prostate to emphasize his point, bringing his other hand around to toy at the man's abdomen, near his straining erection but not touching. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Good God, Nathan was almost happy. Graverobber returned the smile, unknowingly feeling the same inner warmth as something in his chest tightened. He'd done that. His doctor ran around with Rotti Largo's breath down his neck to do his bidding, had some terrible secret the old goat was hiding, but he had managed to make his doctor smile.Ugh. Any sweeter and he'd attract ants. Or turn into Nathan, the Nance.Unfortunately, he meant that insult in the nicest way possible."If you stop, I'll bite off your ear." The scavenger pushed back against those fingers, squirming as he felt... was that a third? Now he was starting to feel full enough, but there was a certain greedy hunger that had him imagining the good doctor's erection and wasn't it a shame that it was going to waste? He moved with the thrusts, soft sounds of pleasure accenting every push in and then Graverobber grit his teeth, holding on to Nathan to keep from touching himself. "Ass," he whispered. "I'm not begging this time." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | "That's alright," Nathan said soothingly it was difficult to tell if he was toying with Graverobber while using that tone or not, "I know what you really meant to say was, 'no Nathan, please don't stop', so I'll let that one go."Yes, he was toying with him about as nicely as any person can be toyed with while naked and painfully aroused and he was quite clearly enjoying the situation. Graverobber's fingers pressed into his shoulders and he decided to give the man a break,"Even though you sound fantastic when you beg," Nathan murmured against Graverobber's mouth, and then pressed his fingers in deep again, moving them against Graverobber's prostate while his other hand slipped around his erection, stroking him in earnest with smooth, slow motions. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber gave a strangled sound of relief, cords of muscles in his thighs tensing as he tried to impale himself further onto Nathan's fingers. He was aware of every stroke of the rough pads inside of him, twitching every time the good doctor's clever digits nudged his prostate. The scavenger arched up, torn between wanting to be filled and wanting to thrust into Nathan's hand, which was finally,finallygiving him enough friction. It was a steady, slick glide, timed to fall just shot of 'enough'. And all the while, his doctor was smooth, controlled.Bastard. He'd have to see about that."Please," the younger man said, striking a desperate note. There wasn't much acting involved. "Oh, God, please Nathan. Harder." His voice was still low, still very masculine , and though there was an undertone of teasing, it was an honest plea. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Nathan found himself ridiculously tempted to use his mouth on Graverobber again, but right then he wanted to watch the man's expression and it was rewarding to watch him, to see the strain in his neck as the muscles tensed with his raised pulse and he arched up to try and gain more from the penetration. He didn't intend to give Graverobber what he was looking for, not yet, but then there came that plea, a soft, deep rumble in the scavenger's chest and it was struck with desperation that nearly undid Nathan for an instant.He steadied himself, gripped Graverobber more firmly now and lengthened the strokes, beginning to move his fingers deeper into him at the same time, making sure to hit the prostate each time, placing a few soft kisses and light bites on the man's collarbone. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber clenched his jaw. Oh, of course he'd manage to keep himself under control. This was why they needed more restraints in their relationship. Or Zydrate.The thief pulled Nathan close to him, kissing him messily. It was a needy mash of mouths, absent of teeth and pain and any kind of finesse it should have frightened the grave robber away, but it felt so good he didn't even recognize how similar it was to the one that had sent him running that morning. He clenched around those fingers, trying to draw them further into his body. "Please, Nathan," he whispered against the older man's lips. They were slightly chapped, another sign of the poor care his doctor took of his own body, and he raised a hand to brush his thumb over the bottom one. "I'm not begging," he added shakily, "But I would love to have you inside me when you came." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Another kiss, and again Nathan found himself marvelling at the fact it wasn't their usual aggressive clash and it was passionate in the way their earlier kiss had been, but without the hasty departure this time around.Muscles clenched he could feel how tight Graverobber was, and he'd had no intention of using anything beyond his hands on the other man that time, but there came the whispered plea and it sent a hard shudder through Nathan. As true as it was that he hadn't planned on this part, even the good doctor was occasionally willing to alter his plans he wasn't sure he had a choice anyways, because while he had managed to keep his mind off of the discomfort, the steady thrum of his own blood in his ears had become impossible to ignore. He was painfully aroused and he couldn't deny that he wanted to take the other man it was merely new territory for the doctor.His hands pulled away from Graverobber then, though his mouth met the scavenger's again while his fingers undid the buttons on his jacket and shirt he could do this while still wearing his suit, he knew that, but it seemed too impersonal, and the urge for skin on skin was difficult to ignore. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber laughed throatily, recognizing the change in plans. Hadn't he done the same thing just yesterday? And then he'd had a virgin to contend with. He shuddered as fingers left him, that dull ache throbbing in him and reminding him why exactly the good doctor needed to return. "Wonderful choice," he muttered, pressing the older man back as they kissed, palm pressed against a slender , muscled chest. The skin was pleasantly warm under his fingers, pallor flushed from lust.Nathan had probably never gone and made a comprehensive study of his erection compared to others, but Graverobber had seen quite a few naked bodies in his time and he was very, very aware of the man's size. The dealer wasn't a virgin, far from it, but he'd much rather have control now when he was using muscles that hadn't been considered in some time. After all, he was a top through and through and taking it up the ass was something he only did when he was either very horny or and this was a new one very trusting of the man doing it. He reached over a long arm as they kissed, lazily searching for .. ah, yes. Thank you, Magic Coat of All Things Important in Life. "I don't know how your woman managed this," he whispered lowly, dragging a stubby nail down Nathan's stomach. "But I'm going to have you balls deep in me if it kills me." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | He wasn't entirely sure where his willpower had gone these last few days, but he blamed Graverobber for its dissappearance and for his lacking the motivation to find it again before the scavenger, his will had been steely. But then, before him, he'd thought his libido was dead, and that had turned out to be entirely inaccurate, it had just been resting.For nearly eighteen years.And now that it had been woken up, he was finding it difficult to get a handle on it again he suddenly felt like a fumbling teenager again, even though the deftness of his fingers didn't match up with the memory. That, and he distinctly remembered sex back then had involved softer, curved bodies, not the sort with hard lines and angles.Nathan felt the flush in his ears at Graverobber's commentary, a small shiver running through him when the man's nail dragged down his stomach and he counter acted the scavenger's distraction by grasping his erection once, giving it a rough tug to try and reassert some of his earlier control, his other hand flicking open the clasp on his trousers. He shrugged off the open jacket and dress shirt then, leaving his upper torso bare for the first time and he leaned over Graverobber, sliding the length of his body against the other man's, their torsos pressing together it was strange to feel Graverobber's chest hair which there was a copious amount of, he noted but it wasn't unpleasant, merely different. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Graverobber was pleased to have the old man sporting an erection. Seventeen years without sex was simply unnatural, just like the lack of background body smells. Nathan needed more sweat and sex in his life and Graverobber was certainly willing.The scavenger bit down on an earlobe when Nathan tugged on his erection, deciding that such a below the belt move deserved another: he was very aware by now of the good doctor's new found love of mixing pain with pleasure, and the bite was nearly hard enough to draw blood. He didn't, of course. Calling down Repo now would certainly ruin the 'mood', whatever it was. "Lay on your back for me?" The words felt odd in his mouth. Graverobber wasn't used to asking permission for things, but some part of him still recognized that he had given this time to Nathan, that the doctor was the one calling the shots, and if he wanted Nathan on his back, he'd have to ask. "Please?" he added, tugging on that abused earlobe before turning his head and bumping noses with the older man. Pretending the move was as accidental as it was affectionate, he whispered, "Like I said, Doc, you're big and I'd really like a little control in taking you in. It's been awhile." |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | A gasp escaped the doctor when Graverobber bit down on his earlobe it wasn't a gentle nip, but a hard bite that caused a brief, searing burn of pain that went straight to his groin and twisted schizophrenically to pleasure about halfway through its journey. Like Graverobber, it felt for Nathan as though the sensation didn't even need to make a detour to his brain first. He gripped the other man's hips for a moment to steady himself, his eyes falling shut for an instant before opening them again at the sound of Graverobber's request.The very fact it was a request was part of what influenced him to do it, but followed up by the 'please' and the brief bump was enough to nearly melt the poor old doctor, who was quickly realizing that he was far more easily influenced than he had initially thought he figured that soon enough, Graverobber would merely have to bat his eyelashes.There was the briefest hesitation, and then he followed along with the request, shifting beside Graverobber, though he took that time to work his tongue against the man's neck for an instant. |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Another chuckle, just as low but much warmer than before. Nathan's face had softened some from the brush of noses, eyes surprisingly clear behind those thick black frames. He could recognize the almost 'deer in a headlight' look , which in Nathan wasn't much more than a subtle raising of a faded eyebrow, yet still signaled hesitation.Then the man was moving, and so was Graverobber, crawling on top of him and pushing down trousers and boxers. The faint smell of disinfectant and blood still clung to the doctor, even after a few hours in the soft floral scents of fresh linens Nathan would probably be horrified to know that the scavenger was already finding it familiar, almost comforting, that when he leaned over and nuzzled the man's neck, he was consciously taking in that smell. He was also purposely slowing things down again, even though he was so very aware of the absence of Nathan's fingers in him."So, Doc," he said, pressing kisses to Nathan's discolored neck. "You're the one calling the shots. Condom? No condom?" |
Grave Matters: A Repo! Roleplay (SevenxKawamura) | Several thoughts went through the doctor's head right then the first was about how much he wanted to just have their bodies pressing together again, the second was regarding the sudden dissappearance of his pants and the sensation of air on his length compelling enough that his hips twitched embarrassingly before he could stop himself the third was the feeling of Graverobber straddling him and nuzzling into his neck.And the last was about how in a few short hours, the scavenger would be under a knife, getting his lungs pulled out."Condom," Nathan rasped out, not hesitating to respond to the question though the urge to give in to the moment and just go without was there, it was ultimately safer for both of them to use a condom partly due to Graverobber's questionable sex life, and partly due to Nathan's tendency to spend several hours a night clawing through human remains.He put his hand in Graverobber's hair for a moment to pull the man up enough so he could kiss him again. |
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