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Oh boo the fuck hoo. How are you not surprised that no one wants to be around me for longer than two seconds? There's a very low tolerance for the shit I do (that you make me do) with anyone normal. His am I not going to scare people away when you go into detail about what my ability can do...?

Let's be realistic. How did you describe me once? I'm a seventeen year old habitual liar that gets off on hurting (or killing) animals and would move onto people as soon as I stopped thinking it was generally a bad idea?

You added sicknesses to me. You're just as warped as you think I am. So who the fuck cares if you can't get your rocks off playing twisted shit? Leave me the fuck alone.

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[ Brian is just going to flick his tongue over his lower lip but that's the only clue the other might be on the right track with that question.]

That's quite the interesting question, jailbait.

So when people don't answer, that usually means yes. For future reference, you shouldn't just smirk and answer the fucking question. So try again. No one gives a shit how interesting it is.

if you already think you know the answer. Why should I bother answering it?

I've dabbled. Then again, I'm into a lot of shit.

So what? Whips and chains? [He just likes to be answered. That means someone's paying attention to him. He doesn't get that a whole lot.]

Boring. Seriously, tears of fucking boredom. Did you see Fifty Shades? Fucking stupd.

Rope's personally better than chains. And whips not really my style.

[ He'd use his hand personally but he was'nt aware he had to suddenly open his sexual closet to the teenager. But hey, he's paying attention to you. ]

Fifty Shades was some hetero housewife version of it. And it was a crime against humanity.

What would you find less boring then?

[Just remembered that you asked, okay?]

Gimme your hand. [Whatever babbling there was about ropes and leather or whatever, he pretty much ignored. He didn't need external paraphenalia.]

[ You're just getting an raised eyebrow at that but hey, you're weird kid.

But a good weird. So he's just holding out his hand for the other.]

[Not a good weird. Not a good weird at all. Mud brown eyes almost lit up as he dropped his fingertips across a man's palm, soft because he likely had never worked with his hands in his life. The pain that sprung from that was intense, a heatless burn. At least it was brief and, ultimately, minor. Deep tissue damage could linger though. For days. So there's that at least. Brian's going to remember him for a few days at least whenever he flexed his hand.]

[ Brian just hissed lightly though his teeth as that pain shot though his hand and he puled his hand away. His eyes a little wide as he stared down at his hand and over at the boy.

It's hard to tell if that would be good for kinky fun painful times.

He's just flexing his hand a little but he's not saying anything. Not yet.]

[He had expected to be punched (which he liked in a very twisted but not entirely masochistic way because it meant he had pushed buttons and had won) or at least to be called a freak. He did not expect the quiet. So he shoves both hands into his pockets and scowls.]

My kind of whips don't always a leave a mark.

...That's certainly...

[ His dark eyes flick up at the teenage boy with a tilt of his head before shaking them. No. He should'nt be wondering about the sexual edge of that.

Even if he's tempted too.]

Nice party trick.

Party trick? [He'd have rather the punch actually.]

You want a fucking party trick? Get me some popcorn kernels and I'll pop them in your hand. That's a fucking trick.

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