Post by ashton on Mar 22, 2010 13:25:42 GMT -5
{{ooc since Ashtons talked to almost all girls so far in his threads it would be kinda nice if someone replied with a male character}}
He paced the empty library. He was angry and needed an outlet to get rid of the anger. He looked around for awhile before sitting on something and pulling out the kitchen knife he had with him. Moving his sleeve up a good segment he jabbed the metal into his skin, slicing it and watching as the crimson liquid fell down his pale skin before hitting his pale blue jeans. Making a dark spot appear on the fabric.
The child couldnt help but to sigh in relaxation before removing the blade and continue his mutilation on the rest of it. Once his arm was a bloody mess on that side he continued it to the other arm. He almost screamed once or twice, but bit his lower lip to stiffen the sound of his voice. Making only a small whine or two in the process. His body was a blood, shaking mess.
Hair tossed here and there, eyes a bit blurry, cheeks a bit flushed. In all honesty, the kid either looked high as a kite or he looked like he was ready for someone to fuck him till he couldnt walk. His body was shaking like crazy as he continued the assault on his limbs till his body began to shake so much he dropped the metal.
He looked down at the object before whining softly then digging his nails into the wounds. Watching as his hands became bloodier with each movement. He brought his right hand up and licks the blood off his fingers. Sighing in relaxation and pleasure that seemed to run up and down his spine, through his chest, in his legs. Anywhere the fire would reach him.
Anyone who would happen to sum upon him would be tempted at the sight. Even a straight man probably wouldnt be able to deny this.
He paced the empty library. He was angry and needed an outlet to get rid of the anger. He looked around for awhile before sitting on something and pulling out the kitchen knife he had with him. Moving his sleeve up a good segment he jabbed the metal into his skin, slicing it and watching as the crimson liquid fell down his pale skin before hitting his pale blue jeans. Making a dark spot appear on the fabric.
The child couldnt help but to sigh in relaxation before removing the blade and continue his mutilation on the rest of it. Once his arm was a bloody mess on that side he continued it to the other arm. He almost screamed once or twice, but bit his lower lip to stiffen the sound of his voice. Making only a small whine or two in the process. His body was a blood, shaking mess.
Hair tossed here and there, eyes a bit blurry, cheeks a bit flushed. In all honesty, the kid either looked high as a kite or he looked like he was ready for someone to fuck him till he couldnt walk. His body was shaking like crazy as he continued the assault on his limbs till his body began to shake so much he dropped the metal.
He looked down at the object before whining softly then digging his nails into the wounds. Watching as his hands became bloodier with each movement. He brought his right hand up and licks the blood off his fingers. Sighing in relaxation and pleasure that seemed to run up and down his spine, through his chest, in his legs. Anywhere the fire would reach him.
Anyone who would happen to sum upon him would be tempted at the sight. Even a straight man probably wouldnt be able to deny this.