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Private Finished Gonna Sharpen All My Teeth And Build A Fire

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    Boni walked along with his hands in his pockets. This god... or half-god, Lysander, had made his pain reappear. He was enjoying feeling. His stomach gnawed at him from the inside, his mouth felt so painfully dry. His body felt the greatest exhaustion and he distantly remembered the feeling of sleep. He was constantly grinning and smiling, occasionally holding a hand over his face as he held back laughter.

    He followed Lysander to his home. He'd promised a world of pain while Boni could still feel it, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't a little bit excited. It wasn't often a god did this with so little effort from Boni's end. He looked over at Lysander, a dark gleam in his eyes. "So, when abouts we get to your place?" He grinned at Lysander with a small chuckle.

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    This guy was weird and probably bad for him, but Lysander didn't really care at this point. He was starving, restless, bristling with anger at the world in general. Even though Boni had put the bracelet back on, he still remembered the feeling of rage. Part of him enjoyed it. He'd always been drawn to violence, which was why he'd become a soldier. 800 years being forced to feed in a way that absolutely disgusted him - he was thrilled to be able to rip someone apart without lust being involved.

    He was probably a bit of a sadist. Certainly enjoyed the sight of blood, though not necessarily hurting people emotionally. But he would never force himself on anyone. Finding a masochist was a dream. He was grinning almost as much as Boni was, wings fluttering in aggressive excitement.

    "Shouldn't be long. I usually fly, but can't do that now. You're really excited, huh? Most people don't let me claw them up without wanting to make it gross. "
     
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    Boni didn't care right now. It had always been like this, where he would jump at any opportunity for someone to hurt him. He fiddled with his bracelet, and desperately wanted to take it off. There was something he found terribly satisfying in seeing people turn to him in pure distaste.

    He was only a masochist because that's how he felt alive. Ever since he lost his taste and the ability to sleep, he sought out pain just so he could know he still felt. Even when his body repaired itself, it was still worth it to him. When that pain got taken away from him, he felt like he had truly died. He couldn't feel anything, couldn't even get drunk or anything to feel anything.

    He grinned at Lysander. "Yeah. I'm not into that stuff, myself, but I do love pain. I say it a lot, but it's what make me feel alive. And I love feeling alive." He almost spoke like Lysander wasn't there, like he was just speaking his thoughts aloud. In a way, he probably was.
     
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    Lysander bared his sharklike teeth at Boni in something that bore only a passing resemblance to a grin and never reached his eyes at all. He glanced at the bracelet the other man so clearly wanted to remove, then looked around to see whether anyone was nearby. It was fairly quiet, most people already in their house or elsewhere.

    "You can probably take that off. We're close and there doesn't seem to be anyone around. And I certainly don't care if you make me angry."

    Other than that statement, Lysander didn't really talk to Boni. They both knew what they were about to do. Small talk seemed unnecessary. He let the guy ramble, glad to hear that Boni wasn't into anything other than the pain. It might've been good if the other man had wanted something more, for feeding purposes, but Lysander wanted to enjoy himself without that.

    "You do say it a lot. I'm not doing this for you." All that mattered to the half-demon was that this guy was willing, whatever his reasons. Lysander needed to claw people apart - it was in his nature, even if he couldn't feed off it.
     
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    Boni glanced around when Lysander did. Partly because he was checking to see if anyone was around, but also because he was slightly cautious with the possibility someone could try and stop them. Apparently extreme masochism/sadism is frowned upon by society. "I dunno. There's the whole aura legislation comin' in." He shrugged as he continued to fiddle with his bracelet. He'd take it off once he got to Lysander's place.

    He was kind of glad that Lysander didn't try to do small talk. He was pretty comfortable with the silence, actually. He walked along, feeling the cold against his body. That felt great, and he was glad that he could just enjoy that in peace. He flashed a grin at Lysander as he shrugged. "I'm just rambling."

    He was in the same boat as Lysander, really. He couldn't care for Lysander's reasoning, and knew if he was in the same position as Lysander, he wouldn't care about his own reasoning. He only cared about the pain that was to come.
     
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    Lysander hadn't cared if anyone saw them headed to his house. Even if they'd known what was about to happen, this was Manta Carlos, where pretty much anything was legal with permission. Not that he was about to do anything in the middle of the street. He'd just not wanted Boni's aura to draw someone else. No desire for interruption or interlopers.

    "Suit yourself." The bracelet would come off soon enough. In fact, Lysander could see his house now. He pointed it out to Boni, "Over there." Then he flew. He wasn't so fast that Boni wouldn't be able to keep up, and it wouldn't have mattered since the door was right there.

    His wings still fluttered as he dug through his pocket to find the keys, not really needing Boni's aura to want to slash into him. It occurred to the demigod now that there was probably going to be a mess, but that wasn't even enough to make him hesitate.

    "I'm assuming you do still bleed?" He murmured as he opened the door and waited for the other guy to enter.
     
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    Boni knew he would take the bracelet off. It'd make it more fun for him since more violent people acted violent when affected by his aura. He enjoyed taking his bracelet off around those people, because they'd always wanted to hurt him. Gods in particular would accidentally will for him to feel pain. This meant he'd be able to feel the hurt that violent gods so desperately wanted to inflict upon him.

    The moment Lysander flew, he stood still for a moment in surprise. He lightly jogged after him, indeed being able to keep up. Despite his tall and thinner build, Boni was very athletic. Just kept himself like that since he couldn't see a reason to become weak. As he followed after Lysander, he felt himself become more eager. His arms still vaguely ached, but that pain had subsided quite a while ago.

    He could tell Lysander was eager in his own way. Boni didn't really care. "Yes, I still bleed. I heal fast, so that may make it less of a mess." He grinned at Lysander. He couldn't care if he made a mess with his own blood. He entered into the house, practically taking his bracelet off the moment he stepped a foot in.
     
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    Lysander was naturally a very violent person, drawn to battles and blood, a demigod of violent death mixed with a list demon - his bloodlust coloured all his hobbies. But he had to fit in, keep it contained, find outlets for his anger, and hide. He had a great deal of self control. Boni's aura almost broke through that, but he was not going to leave a mess right at the entrance - he'd have to clean it up. Still he couldn't resist snarling at the man, an inhuman sound, filled with rage.

    "Good." He didn't think he'd enjoy this as much if Boni were something like a zombie. There was something about gore that gave much more satisfaction than just stabbing into dead flesh. And getting to this with his bare hands was something he hadn't done in years, if not decades. Even as a soldier it had been guns and minefields. He couldn't reveal his true form on a battlefield unless there were no survivors.

    Somehow managing to lock the door behind them, Lysander took a few steps further into the house. Then abruptly and without warning he reached out and grabbed Boni's arm, claws extended, intending to drag him into the kitchen before he did anything more. "Don't touch me and if you scream too loud I'll remove your tongue."
     
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    Boni put the bracelet into his jacket pocket. He was about to pull his sleeves down when Lysander grabbed his arm. He didn't resist him as he was dragged into the kitchen, and the claws dug into Boni's arms already. The pain that shot from his arm was a nice, friendly reminder he was indeed able to feel again. But it was nothing like some of the pain he had experienced before. Just a nice, tasty, starter.

    He pulled away from Lysander, not caring about the long cuts that appeared on his arm in doing so. He flashed a grin. "Hey, let me take my jacket off first~" He laughed as he slipped it off, allowing all of his tattoo to be seen. "I know it's red, but I don't want it all torn up." He would throw it onto the ground some distance away. It had his bracelet in it, which honestly he didn't want to deal with the trouble if it broke or he lost it. Plus he genuinely liked that jacket.

    He turned back to Lysander, a grin on his face. Blood dripped onto the floor, but the cuts on his arm already started healing.
     
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    Lysander hadn't really been trying to injure Boni when he'd grabbed him, he simply hadn't cared either way. He'd just wanted to get him somewhere where the mess would hopefully be easier to clean and less suspicious if anyone dropped by his house and there were still bloodstains.

    When Boni took off his jacket, Lysander frowned a little impatiently but made no move to stop him. He used the slight delay to roll up his own sleeves, though he fully expected his shirt to be ruined. And he was not gonna remove the shirt himself - he hated having his clothes off in front of people almost as much as he hated being touched.

    The cuts on Boni's arm drew his attention. The guy really did regenerate fast. This should be fun. Lysander bared his teeth with another hiss, then launched himself at the other man. Claws that could rip through steel were aimed at Boni's chest and arms, backed with a surprising amount of strength for someone so petite. The demigod was holding back, though, only intending to make surface slashes because he wasn't sure how far the other's regeneration extended. Boni would have to ask if he wanted Lysander to cut deeper.
     


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