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Post by 一姫 on Apr 5, 2009 21:45:39 GMT 9
[For Cherry-Sensei. Because... I WANT IT. xD; The scenario between him and Psy kept playing out in my head Susu, so... I just had to!]
The light breeze of the early afternoon was pleasant against his slightly perspiration covered skin. Psy had been out for a run, pausing for a short rest in this park while no-one else seemed to be around. The gang-member slumped on a bench and let his head fall back, the long layers of dark hair pulled into a low tail at the back of his head, while the shorter, lighter layers of hair were left to shift in the wind.
Seung-Yoo slipped down on the metal seating, letting his knees spread in a relaxed and sloppy manner like many men would – well any who didn't really care about what others thought about their manners anyway. He gazed up at the sky for a while, watching the fluffy white clouds moving lazily over-head as he thought about his past. It was something he only really did when he let himself stop and do nothing for long enough to let his brain actually 'think' about things. It was painful, still, and something inside of him wanted every one else to feel the pain and humiliation he had, which was part of why he was in his current profession – if one felt obliged to call it that.
It was also part of the reason why he preyed upon others sexually, if he was in a particularly bad mood for whatever reason, although no-one would ever really be able to tell that, since he always said he was bored and wanted something to do, or was just looking for some fun. The sadistic smirk that was usually in place at those times was about as real as flying elephants.
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Post by 司さま on Apr 7, 2009 4:11:53 GMT 9
It didn't take Sensei long to discard his normal image, leaving his bag at his apartment and leaving the school's polite teacher behind in favor of his casual self. At the moment, his shirt was white, of a semi-translucent cotton material and unbuttoned all except for a single center button. He'd pushed his hair back a bit, exposing more of his face. His pants hung a bit low, dark gray cords. His accessories were minimal, a silver watch at one wrist and a small, thin square plate hanging from a chain at his neck.
Flipping a cell phone open, he casually glanced through his phone book. He had the choice of calling someone up or finding someone new. Either one would require effort and he hadn't decided how much he was going to give just yet. Would he take the time to cleverly seduce someone or would he use sweet words to bring out one he'd seen ages ago and soothe their anger at being discarded?
Choices, choices.
In the meantime, he was taking a stroll. Not quite near the clubs he could go to or too far away from his apartment. When it came down to it, Sensei was merely in between. After being polite and nice all day...he just...felt like being mean.
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Post by 一姫 on Apr 9, 2009 0:54:20 GMT 9
The Yakuza member lifted his hand and brushe dit through his hair, letting his head lol to the left as he closed his eyes. The breeze was pleasant, and the sun was warm against his exposed arms. His life had been surprisingly quiet after his chance encounter with that little blond foreigner in the Library, he'd had no jobs to fill out, not had he anything overly pressing to attend in other areas.
So Psy was taking it as a mini vacation, though if he was honest he was bored as hell. "Hn..." He pured his lips as he pondered what he could do to pass some time. Maybe he'd go home and get dressed for a night out at the clubs, getting as drunk as he possibly could? That sounded like a plan.
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Post by 司さま on Apr 14, 2009 5:28:13 GMT 9
Sensei's address book did not give him a name that interested him. He hit delete for that group, knowing the same thing would happen the next time. It didn't matter if they tried to call him, he blocked all deleted numbers as well. With a slip of his hand, he placed the phone back in his pocket and then took attention to his surroundings. It was quiet, other than the few sounds escaping between the trees from the nearby streets.
Not a lot of people in the park...at later times, it would be a good place to meet for a nighttime date...Or some other sort of rendezvous. Though, his eyes picked out a single person. Male, in good shape...Not quite as young as he was used to, but Sensei had never been one to be picky. As long as the other person interested him in some way, he could have fun.
"Hello," he said with a charming smile, the light of the sun falling on his hair and skin and causing a slight glowing effect. Sensei was not yet aware if this young man was like him or not, but it wouldn't take long to find out. His head tilted slightly to the side, now speaking English. "You're quite a beauty, aren't you?"
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Post by 一姫 on Apr 19, 2009 8:11:07 GMT 9
Psy was on the verge of getting up, pausing at the voice and the shadow that descended upon his body from the person standing above him. His grey gaze lifted and he muffled a snort and a laugh at the blond hair and then the English to top it off. What was it with him meeting foreigners recently. Though this guy wasn't as small or young as that kid he'd fucked in the Library.
"Oi..." He sat up properly before pushing himself to his feet. The other man being quite a bit taller than him, not that he cared about things like that. "Didn't you know it's dangerous to speak to strange men on park benches bolndie?" He spoke those words in Japanese in a way which obviously decreed his gang ties since no normal Japanese used quite such impolite mannerisms, only half understanding the English. "Don't you think... what is it... bitches are a beauty. Not male like me." He spoke in broken -English as a response, but he was in no way ashamed of his bad understanding, it didn't matter to him. "Don't fuck with me." He said in a strong Japanese accent, though the sentence was perfect.
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Post by 司さま on Apr 21, 2009 3:47:45 GMT 9
Ah, it was Sensei's luck that caused the boy to be a tough one, perhaps tougher than he had anticipated. Though, he was not afraid of him. No, there was no cause to be. Sensei's smile had fallen a bit as he heard the boy's accented words, a clear connection to some dangerous ties. However, it was only for a moment since the boy's broken English was quite cute, as well his off putting attitude toward his compliment, his threat.
While the boy's English wasn't very good, his own Japanese could pass quite well. "Gender doesn't matter in beauty, boy..." He said, throwing in the little nickname with the pure intention of provoking the dangerous man. "Would you like me to take you to heaven?"
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Post by 一姫 on May 18, 2009 19:53:29 GMT 9
Psy stared blankly at the foreigner for a long time, wondering if he really was a nutcase and then pondering on exactly which mental hospital he'd escaped from. This was completely alien territory for Seung-yoo, he;d never been hit on as the bottom in his life, even the incident when he was young was punishment and nothing more. The guy hadn't even used his dick.
Those memories and the blond man's words jumbled together to heat his irritation even more and he thrust a hand out to shove harshly at the blonds shoulder. "Fuck off." He growled hotly, his scowl dark as he tried to roughly shove past the taller man. He wasn't in the mood for any of this at all. Maybe he should just punch him. Fuck it, he would if he kept spouting useless shit about beauty and heaven.
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Post by 司さま on May 22, 2009 3:16:29 GMT 9
Feisty, with a little fight in him. Normally Sensei would go for younger men, those like the boys he often taught at the school. This one seemed older, a little more wizened by his years; perhaps a bit tougher than most. His attitude certainly betrayed his personality and Sensei couldn't help it, he wanted him. This was much more interesting than tracking down someone in his phone to take out.
His hand shot out, grabbing onto Psy's wrist. His grip was still light, not forcing him just yet. He was ignoring the other man's protests, obviously. Perhaps he'd rile him up as best he could, put a little more fight in him. "Your name?" He asked, grinning wide. He didn't acknowledge the boy's expression, his words, or even his body language. He was virtually attempting to press the man's buttons...As Sensei always did like to test his limits.
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Post by 一姫 on May 26, 2009 6:56:24 GMT 9
Psy was more irritable right now than he had been in a long time, and he couldn't figure out why. Sure this guy was a pain in the ass but he didn't usually get this angry so quickly. Frustration, perhaps? But why? Since he'd fucked that little blonde slut in the Library the other day it wasn't like he'd been without sex.
Fuming as he started to walk away, his body jerked when his wrist was grabbed, even though the hold wasn't strong. "Suck my dick." He spat the words as he was asked for his name. Maybe this guy was that kids big bro or something, which could be why he was bugging him. If that was the case he really, really wasn't in the fucking mood. "I told you not to fuck with me. Fuck sake!" He swore and pulled his free hand back before sending his fist toward the blond man's face in a tight fisted punch. Why he hadn't yanked his other hand free yet wasn't important, he wasn't even thinking about it.
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Post by 司さま on May 26, 2009 14:47:21 GMT 9
(forgive this post a little; writing with my bb storm w/ two thumbs)
Sensei's instincts warned him early on that this man would try to punch him. When it happened, he was ready...his hand grabbing that wrist with a grip several times stronger. His other hand did nothing to pull away from the punch. Leaning back slightly, he let it clip his chin slightly.
"Last chance for consensual," he warned with his nice-teacher voice and smile. Using that caught wrist, he pulled Psy close so he could whisper, "What do you say?"
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Post by 一姫 on May 26, 2009 21:45:58 GMT 9
[T'was fine. Sensei makes me go *dokidoki* >D]
Psy was a little surprised at the other man's evasion even if the punch connected it had only done so lightly and not enough to really cause any damage, his other hand held in an even tighter grasp. He brow furrowed even more, gritting his teeth and baring them slightly as if he were a feral cat Psy growled in irritation.
"What the fuck's wrong with you!?" He said with an indignant tone, the other man's words and his expression didn't go together at all and Psy was becoming a little confused by the contrast. The Korean stumbled slightly as he was pulled closer, his still free hand - the one he'd tried to punch the blond with - moving up and grabbing the other man's throat after he'd finished speaking. "I say go fuck yourself." His heart was beating wildly in his chest, he knew just from looking that this man was stronger than him, and that in an odd twist of fate he was now 'prey' as opposed to the 'predator'. He didn't like it.
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Post by 司さま on May 31, 2009 12:24:53 GMT 9
Initially, Sensei had thought only to 'try' and pick up the other man but the thrill of forcing him was getting stronger. Grinning wide, he felt a chuckle escape before Psy's fingers clasped at his neck. He didn't stop grinning at all, only lifting his other hand to the one trying to hold him. He easily pulled individual fingers free until the entire hand was off of his neck. "You're such a bad boy," He said, laughing again. "You don't...you really think you can fight me. How cute."
Placing that other hand in a grip with his other, holding both of Psy's hands, his free one doubled back and he felt his muscles tighten from his wrist to shoulder. Then he let it loose, connecting his fist to the other man's cheek in a strong punch.
(BLUD x3~)
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Post by 一姫 on Jun 2, 2009 9:38:56 GMT 9
[Omg UNFUNFUNF YESPLZFUCKMENAOILU. >3> Huhu -Sadomasochist.- D: ]
Psy growled, his annoyance bubbling over into the sound as his hand was pried free and the other man actually mocked him. The cocky fucking bastard. When both hands were held in a single handed grip the Korean yanked and tried to pull himself free. About to use his foot in a rather painful place he was stopped in his tracks by the sudden impact to his cheek.
He would have stumbled if he wasn't being held, instead he sagged slightly and let out a heavy pant of breath, blood spilling from his lips as his brows furrowed. The red liquid dribbling down his chin and dripping onto his chest, soaking into the grey fabric there. He tilted his head foward and spat blood to the floor, hoping at least some of it would stain the other man's shoes or the bottom of his pants, the fucker. "You fucking cunt." He said, his voice slightly slurred from the pain in his cheek and the blood that kept lazily dribbling from his mouth where his teeth had cut open the inside of his cheek.
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Post by 司さま on Jun 10, 2009 18:39:50 GMT 9
Watching the splatter of blood hit the cuff of his pants, Sensei could only think of it as a mini-monument to this prize he was about to take. He heard the other man's insult in the back of his mind but ignored it, watching him bleed a moment before smiling again. "A biseinen like you bleeds red like the rest of us humans, eh?" He said, purposefully ignoring his own fine features. "Come on, boy."
He grabbed the scruff of Psy's shirt and pulled him forcefully into a thicket of trees and bushes, a locked concrete maintenance building hidden among them. He shoved Psy against the wall with the force of his arm. "So, you going to strip or let me do it for you?"
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