Soapy Land
Thread Topic: Soapy Land
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"Really? Is it? I've bee watching, Arcelio. Angel was at the house across the street from yours. Daniel left the night Rosario showed up to go to college for a degree in filming, while his boyfriend went for a doctors degree. And, the night Rosario showed up was also the night Rayso proposed to you. He was wearing a blue tie." Archer moved closer, pressing the palm of his hand against Archelio's leg. "And, right now, Rayson is at his car, waiting for me so that we can leave together, and you, Arcelio, can go home."
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Arcelio was covering his mouth with one hand to keep himself from bursting out in sobs. This was all true; in fact, it seemed Archer remembered more about what Rayson was wearing at the resteraunt than he himself knew. In that moment, he wanted nothing more than to lunge out and drown the man in the tub, but he still had that pocket knife. "Bulls---. Bulls---. I'm not going anywhere, and I don't believe a word you're saying."
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Archer lifted the pocket knife, pressing it aganst the edge of Arcelio's mouth, pulling it down just a bit. "Oh, but baby, you do. It's okay. Go on, cry. I like tears.. I might just f--- you." He had all yhe time in the world, after all.
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Arcelio practically threw up at the idea of anyone besides Rayson trying to touch him, and the thought of that person being Archer revolted him even more. "God, shut up," he growled, turning his head away and shutting his eyes quickly.
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"I think I will," He said, ignoring his comment, placing a hand under his chin to yank his head back, digging into his cheeks with his nails. "On your knees, Arcelio. And you'd better behave if you want to live."
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Arcelio let out a strangled noise, his eyes still shut tight. It took him a second, but he shakily sunk to the ground, both of his knees hitting the floor a bit hard. He'd not wanted to cry earlier, but now he couldn't stop it, as he was there kneeling in front of such a terrible man. "Please, stop it, what's the point?"
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"The point is to make you and Rayson suffer. Now, undo my pants. And don't act like you don't know, I've seen you do it." He latched a hand into the boy's hair, the other hand holding the knife.
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(omfg bITE BITE)
Arcelio squinted his teary eyes open, glaring daggers at Archer as he reached one hand up. Half-heartedly, he unbuttoned, unzipped, and tugged down Archer's pants. "You're f---ing digusting." -
(Archer: I will kill him if he bites me.)
"Shut up, and get to it, or I'll use your ass. I'm hoping you have a better mouth than Rosario," He added the last part in a mutter, tightening his hold on Arcelio's hair. "Oh, and, bite me? I'll let Rayson watch me cut your f---ing head off." -
(take the knife, stab him in the leg and run)
Archer let out a small moan, yanking Arcelio's head down. "Look at me," He ordered, holding him there. -
(is that an option)
Arcelio looked up at Archer, practically choking on the other's length that was held at the back of his throat. His eyes were red with tears, and he wished that Archer wasn't holding the fringe of his hair out of the way. -
(yes, yes it is)
The other let out a satisfied noise, rolling his hips into the younger's mouth again and again and again, until he started to tense. -
(cries mia y u no love me no more)
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(i do i is sorry ;-;)
Arcelio, as he held the urge to choke with every thrust down, made a millisecond-long glance at the hand Archer was holding his knife in. The hand wasn't doing anything, only rested at his side, so he devised a little plan. He set his hands on Archer's thighs, like he was trying to hold him back, then made a quick reach for the knife. -
(Gud, cuz i was gona cri if u saed kno
i is sad)
Archer came at the same time the movement was made, but he was too busy holding Arcelio's head down to catch it.
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