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[nowait-letme.livejournal.com]

Flash.

Bang.



Two things are wrong with this picture:

One, Chainsaw is standing beside a massive crater full of dirty water and dead squid.

Two, there's a sun in the sky and not a cliff in sight.

Three, those aren't even squid.



That was more than two things, wasn't it.

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[nowait-letme.livejournal.com]

This is gonna be fun.

Mockingly: "Don't what, sweetcheeks?"

[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

He's just like Cain, except scarier.

"Pleasedon'thurtme."

[nowait-letme.livejournal.com]

Chainsaw stalks closer, shrugging off his trenchcoat and tossing it over a nearby rock. Underneath: black jeans, black T-shirt, black workboots. The guy has a theme, apparently.

Oh, and the belt? Royal purple. (A theme and no sense of style.)

"Who said I was gonna hurt you?"

He reaches out-- gently, hesitantly even-- to brush the pads of two fingers over the scar on Abel's lip.

Then he smirks.

"Tell me where you got that," he orders.

[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

Please back off now. Abel's backing away...slowly now. It's no surprise he trips on something slimy.

(Your smirk.)

The guy's hand grazes his mark, Cain's mark. Eep, please don't touch. Really, go away now, Abel doesn't want you here, not when he's trying to be manly and, goddamnit, don't cry!

"C-" He stutters. "C-cain gave it to me."

[nowait-letme.livejournal.com]

"And who is," bright and light and derisive, "C-cain?"

His hand closes lightly on Abel's chin. It's control, not that grip, that keeps Chainsaw's new toy immobile.

[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

Brb crying forever.

Abel doesn't really answer. He's too busy stifling the noises bubbling up his throat.

[nowait-letme.livejournal.com]

Hmm.



Purely out of academic curiosity, what happens if Chainsaw kisses him?

Assuming he's prohibited from moving away, but not from fighting back.

(Don't tell anybody, but Chainsaw likes it when they bite.)

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[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

2. :D

[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

Here's an answer: Abel would flip his shit and shove him away...somehow.

(Pity, Abel doesn't bite. He can't even bark.)

Re: 2. :D

[nowait-letme.livejournal.com]

He can push all he wants; Chainsaw's not going anywhere.

After a few very delicious seconds, though, he pulls away (not by much) and cradles Abel's face in his hands. The gentleness is bizarre in context.

"Silly me," he murmurs, "not introducing myself. I'm Chainsaw. You?"

'Too traumatized to respond intelligibly' is not an acceptable answer, for the record.

[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

Trying not to look.

"Abel." He says. "My name's Abel."

[nowait-letme.livejournal.com]

...Snort.

"Aww, you and your boyfriend are a matching set. Cute."

Chainsaw leans in and runs the tip of his tongue up the crease of the scar, then licks his lips.

"Do you like it when he hurts you, Abel?"

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[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

2/3

[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

Seriously.

[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

"No."

[nowait-letme.livejournal.com]

Chainsaw snickers.

Then he slides a hand into Abel's hair and makes a fist, painfully tight, yanking him closer.

"Good," he husks, and kisses him again.

More fun when they resist.

[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

asdfghjkl; w-what are you doing? This is a much-surprised Abel biting down on a Chainsaw.

[nowait-letme.livejournal.com]

Exactly as planned.

He doesn't retaliate; in fact, he seems to take it as encouragement.

[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

Nononononononono, please go away.

Cain, you son of a bitch, where are you? Stiffled sob.

[mybitchnow.livejournal.com]

Cain, that son of a bitch, is--



(flashbang)



--right there, actually.

No, there.

Oh, you can't see him?

That's your problem.

Yes, Chainsaw, yours.

[nowait-letme.livejournal.com]

"Ow! Jesus!"

He blinks, trying to clear the spots from his eyes, and automatically takes control off Abel to deal with the more immediate threat of whoever just broke his fucking wrist.





Make that broke his wrist and kicked him in the nuts.



Chainsaw suddenly has a great many problems.

[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

Obviously, Abel is happy. Very happy to see you, Cain. Except not because you are a bastard and Holy Mother Mary he can't see you at the moment. But seriously, Cain, Abel is very glad you came to his rescue.

"C-cain!"

[mybitchnow.livejournal.com]

"Abel."

He sounds torn between amusement and anger.

"Who the fuck is this--" that sound, for the record, was his elbow hitting Chainsaw's face; it's very distinctive "--and what part of you're mine did you not get the first time? Should I give you another scar to get your attention?"

[nowait-letme.livejournal.com]

You shouldn't do all that talking, Cain.

It gives Chainsaw an idea of where you are, and that's a bad move.

That sound was a blind, angry torturer barreling into Cain from the side.

"Got you," he says triumphantly, and establishes control.

He doesn't worry about Abel. Clearly the little bitch is not a threat.

1/3.

[hisbitchnow.livejournal.com]

"Don't you fucking--" He huffs, pausing to wipe his mouth. "I don't--"

Fuck talking, he should just throw a rock at you. Except...