"No." He frowned at the door, "I'm not going away anytime soon so you may as well open up, or do I have to camp outside your door?" He mumbled, somewhat slowly, the words seeming to tumble over one another.
He frowned, scooting a little ways away from the door before unlocking it, moving so that he leaned against a wall, turning his face away from the door. He sighed, wrapping his arms around himself, shivering slightly.
Jaxson laughed a bit, before shaking his head and beginning to walk off, whistling to himself.
Zarius entered the apartment before just hugging Azazel, "Where'd you go?" He whispered in a soft mumble, heat radiating off his skin in an attempt to warm the male.
"I shouldn't have...." he whispered in response, shaking his head, wincing slightly as the male hugged him, the pressure irritating the numerous bruises on his body.
"W-what happened?" He responded in a hush, trembling tone as he loosened the hug, noticing the wince.
"I did some thing's I shouldn't have done and ended up in a mess that-" he paused for a moment, taking a shaking breath, before continuing, "That is almost exactly what it was like for me once upon a time, and not only was the thing itself horrible, but it's bringing back lots of things I would rather forget," he whispered, before shaking his head and going quiet, trembling slightly in a mixture of pain, cold, fear, and remembrance.
Ella got to her feet returning to the depths of the alley yawning softly before wrapping her arms around her knees resting her head on them," That was no fun~"
Zarius nodded, slowly just picking up Aza like he would Luca, holding him to his chest as he slowly sank both of them to the floor, resting his head on Azazel's head, mumbling, "If-If you wan-want to talk a-about it y-you can, sometimes it h-helps to just g-get sh-shit off yo-your chest." He slowly started rocking both Azazel and himself trying to calm him.
"I got really drunk and I was stupid and I wen pt to this group of guys and- and-" Azazel shook, crying for a few moments before wiping his eyes, "They did things. Bad, bad things. And now I'm all bruised and hungover and it was already a shitty day to begin with and now I have this," he muttered, shaking his head as he bit his lip to keep the tears from escaping his eyes.
Zarius nodded, kissing Azazel's forehead, caressing his cheek as he felt anger and rage boil inside of himself. He kissed both of Azazel's cheeks next before burying his nose in the male's shirt, inhaling deeply before standing, carefully moving Azazel towards the couch, setting him down on it, retrieving a blanket from the male's room, jumping slightly as he spotted the feline. He laid the blanket across Azazel, tucking him in gently, giving him one last kiss to the forehead, whispering,
"I'll..I'll be back okay, just try to get some rest." He flashed a soft smile, although his eyes held the opposite, they were cold and hard, swirling with rage as he turned on his heels walking out of the male's apartment abruptly, taking in the air, searching for the scent of the group of men, slowly making his way to the bar, following the scent to the alley, his pupils dilating into slits as his anger grew with each step past the alley. He located one of the men, back at a different bar, he slowly approached him, putting on a flirtatious attitude, resisting the urge to gag as he was met with very direct actions of grinding and feeling. He slowly was able to lead the male outside of the bar, seeming to wrap his arms around the male's neck only to grab a lighter from his pocket in the process, jamming the lit lighter against the male's throat, laughing softly as he heard the howl of agony, watching the male fall, only to be caught by the throat and thrown against the wall. He slowly elongated his canines and he bit deeply into the male's throat, tearing his head back, ripping a section of the male's windpipe out in the process, earning him a shirt-full of blood.
He then followed the next male, repeating his flirtatious advancements, growling softly as he was met with somewhat rougher actions of grabbing and pulling. He almost didn't make it in time for them to be out of the bar, just brutally smashing the male's skull against the frame of the back door before slamming the metal door down on his neck, pushing it, earning him a decapitated victim. He smiled as he walked off towards his next victim, wrapping his arms around the male's waist tugging the other into him, grinding against him. He sloppily kissed and sucked on the male's neck, feeling the other's disgusting fingers curl into his hair, pulling his lips closer to his neck. He bit down hard on the male's neck, removing the needle from his other arm, jabbing it directly into the male's Adams apple, releasing the limp body, walking out of the club, practically covered head to toe in blood, humming happily as he walked back to Azazel.
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