Soapy Land
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Arcelio cried out when he felt the warmth of Rayson filling him, his fingers clawing down on the other's back when he kept thrusting into him. Before, he'd thought sex couldn't get better, but it obviously could. He cursed under his breath, panting.
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Arcelio found that he didn't even have to touch himself to come; with a few more thrusts that nailed against his prostate, he made a noise of pleasure and came over his stomach.
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Arcelio nodded, still panting. "Mhm. I'll clean up and stuff.."
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By the time the door swung open, Arcelio had cleaned his stomach off with the dirtied comforter, and pulled on a pair of khaki shorts he found in Rayson's drawer. He was just about to pull on a shirt when he heard the door open, and he looked at the man who'd stepped in. "Who the hell are you?"
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Arcelio was passing out by the time he thought of yelling for Rayson, his eyes rolling into his head and closing. For a split second, he thought to himself that he needed to start reacting to being shot a lot faster, for future reference. He fell into the tall guy's arms, unconscious and limp.
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Arcelio woke up not too long after the van started moving. At first, it was hazy. Waking up from tranquilizer was different than waking up from blood loss, and at first he just squinted at the ceiling above. Finally he glanced to his side, to see he was in the lap of a... Kid? "Who.. Are you? Where am I?" He murmured.
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"Th-three days? Where are we going?" Arcelio didn't wait for him to answer, instead deciding to sit himself up. It was coming back to him now; the last thing he remembered was getting hit in the shoulder and passing out. "What happened to Rayson?" He asked, a tone of panicked urgency in his voice.
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"Bait? For what?" He asked. This was more than he could handle. He thought getting kidnapped by Rayson was bad at first? This was obviously worse, as it didn't seem as though these people were planning warming up to him- or keeping him around. He shook his head at the offer of water, scooting away from the kid.
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Arcelio's heart sank when he heard that this had happened before. After all, what made him any different? Rayson probably had just used Arcelio for sex for as long as he could. "Dad?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow.
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"Wait... He isn't really your dad, is he? I mean, he would've been fifteen or sixteen..." Arcelio stated. There was no way he would ever have considered Rayson ever being a father.
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Arcelio stared at the floor in slight astonishment, and an even lesser sense of hope. If Rayson had a kid, and he didn't even look for him, why would he look for the random guy he shot a few days ago and happened to have sex with? "Oh," he muttered simply.
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Arcelio had kept his glare on the floor, but he raised an eyebrow in interest and listened to the exchange. It seemed like a heavy dosage of Stockholm syndrome. But then again, he'd fallen into the trap with Rayson too. Eventually, he sighed, crossing his arms. "Fine, then don't talk to me."
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Arcelio was more worried about himself than what he wanted on his fries. He didn't want to end up like this kid, with some searing hatred for someone who didn't care enough to look for him. In fact, he was pretty damn sure that Rayson wasn't going to look for him, since they'd only known each other for such a short time. "I don't care, whatever you want to put on it. Doesn't matter to me."
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(If I were Arcelio I'd be pretty cranky about getting kidnapped again xD)
Arcelio only felt a little ba that he'd shut the kid up. Actually, a bit relieved. He wasn't in much of a mood for chatting. The voice on the talkie, though, gave him a renewed sense of hope. If Rayson had called to make sure where he was going, that obviously meant that he was coming. That he really did care about Arcelio. He felt a little bad for the kid, who looked striken to hear this. When the door opened, Arcelio stayed where he was, glaring deeply at the red head pointing the gun at him. -
Arcelio furrowed his eyebrows, until he understood the look the man had directed to the young boy. The poor kid obviously hated it, even. Once the boy and red head were gone, and Archer had spoken, Arcelio glared at him. "You're taking advantage of a kid because you're some jealous messed up sex addict?"
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