linefacingforever | Midnight Syndicate ~ Inbox

Let me answer that with a question:
In the past year, how many times have we had sex?

A lot.

[ A very accurate number given to Yu by Loki. ]

You still haven't answered my question.

Considering you can't give me a number, that answers itself, doesn't it?
(*^-°)v

I don't have a fetish for seeing you desperate.

[ He is such a liar. ]

But I will tie you up anyway. Or maybe I'll text Fayt. . .

Liar.

[ Like he even needed to call him out on it. Try harder, Loki. ]

[ There was a long pause before the next reply came. ]

That might be fun. Especially how I seem to constantly get into trouble when he's around.

Am not.

Every time he touches you, you act like it's the best you've ever had. I'm allowed to be jealous.

[ Oh Loki. Loki, Loki, Loki... do you even realize what you just sent to your boyfriend? Yu's response is a long time in coming, but it was almost easy to picture the smile that was behind the text. ]

You're JEALOUS?

[ Oh he nearly scowled at his phone which meant he took a little longer to reply since he had to pay more attention to the couple this time. Good thing they were almost done. ]

Of course I'm jealous. I'm a selfish man and I've never claimed to be anything else.

[ Good; now he had a new way to tease Loki any time he wanted... and Fayt would probably jump right on that bandwagon too. A win for him either way, really. ]

That's cute.
I'll be sure to let Fayt know.
(。-`ω´-)

[ Wait, what?

In a series of texts: ]

Excuse me?
You wouldn't dare.
For all I cater to your very violent tastes you'd tell him?
Don't think I won't get back at you if you do.

[ Sorry, Loki, your boyfriend is currently rolling on the floor, laughing his ass off. Please give him a moment to respond. ]

Oh, so you mean I HAVE to tell him?
RIGHT NOW?
Okay.

[ How rude! Don't toy with him. ]

No!
You shouldn't tell him at all
I can ignore you for a month as you did me, you know.

That's okay.
Fayt will keep me company.

[ Go ahead. Try ignoring him for a month knowing that'll happen. ]

[ He doesn't bother responding at all this time. How dare he. Loki could already feel threads of blatant jealous making their way to the surface but he squashed it by shoving his phone back into his pocket.

See how much he cares, then. He just won't pay either of them any attention. ]

[ Good luck with that, Loki. Yu's not going to let you get away with that, if the constant stream of responses are any indication. Most of them are just, "Are you pouting yet?" "How about now?" "You know you do this thing with your lip when you pout; it's cute." It's a moment before the text stream stops... ]

[ ...and Loki gets an image next, this time of Yu, very obviously naked this time, flirting with a ball gag much like he'd been doing with the chocolate earlier. ]

Is this a good apology?

[ He almost wanted to ignore all of them and just continue on about his day. But Loki has morbid curiosity. He read them and he only got increasingly more irritated with each on in the most petulant way possible. Excuse you, he doesn't look any such way when he pouts.

He doesn't pout.

He thought about responding just to be ornery. That is, until he receives a text that almost immediately gets him hard and he just--

Loki is the worst sore loser in the existence of sore losers. ]

No, it's not. You'll have to try harder.

[ Oh he knows when he's got his boyfriend, at while he might not have gotten him to admit it, he just knows he got his attention. ]

You can come back to the manor and see how HARD I can try?

[ And just to go with that pun, have a picture of Yu stroking himself, Loki. ]

[ Is he so horribly predictable? He had half a mind to scold him for such a terrible pun. Dammit he's aroused and frustrated and in a damn meeting with buyers from his flat.

When did Yu get so overt with his flirting? ]

You're cruel.

[ Immediately after: ]

If you come before I get there I will keep my word.

[ No, he won't. The probability is higher he'll just fuck Yu into the sheets until he screams--but Yu doesn't have to know that. ]

I learned from the best.

[ You've only yourself to blame, Loki. ]

How much longer before you come?

[ ...yes, another pun. Deal with it Loki. ]

Oh, shut up.

Much sooner than you will if you keep taunting me.

Oh, so send you more then?

[ The next picture was... well, it was big. Stupidly big. And probably enjoyable, given who was holding it, though where the hell he got it and how he managed to get one that big without Loki noticing it was anyone's guess. The damn thing was even green, what the hell. ]

I'll just use this to pass the time then.

[ What a brat. An absolute brat. ]

. . .Is that even going to fit?

[ Sorry he is a lot more concerned with impractical things after that picture. ]

Much less move properly enough for you to use it?

With enough determination and lube.
And I've gotten myself too worked up waiting for you.

[ What Yu receives for all his snide remarks are photos. Who knows when they were taken, or who took them. One with his female form bent over the side of chair clinging desperately to the cushion, her expression riddled with lust.

The next is him holding someone down--is that blue hair?--their face obscured by the sheets but him smirking all the while. Fayt isn't the only person capable of taking pictures in the moment.

Loki doesn't send an explanation for either of them. ]

[ .................. ]

[ Oh, he was going to get that blue haired little brat. Clearly, Loki wasn't the only one capable of getting jealous. ]

Helping? How nice.

[ If sarcasm could be conveyed through text, Yu certainly managed it. ]

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