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Guild Tempus is very busy these past two weeks. There's been wyrms outbreak not far from the town. The cause is because it's their mating season, and some of them are making caves near the town as their lair to lay their eggs.
It's always like this every year, so each year the guild needs to work their asses off to make sure the wyrms stay away from the town. But they can't go to those caves to exterminate them either since these monsters are usually in high alert and extra aggressive during their mating season, they could very well endangering the town if they were to do that.
So the boys are camping and taking turns patrolling just outside the town. They will exterminate the wyrms, and also other monsters who were chase out by the wyrms that are straying too close to town.
It usually lasted for 2 weeks, maybe a few days more if the outbreaks is pretty bad. But this year, it seems likely it will end just as usual.
Altare doesn't really do the patrolling nor camping during this whole ordeal, as he is the leader of their guild, so his work usually forcing him to deal with a lot of things in town. Like helping planning and securing escape routes if something bad were to happen, he also needs to alert other guilds outside the town to standby just in case, helping the town checking their defense system is working, etc.
There's also making sure his guild mates's weapons, armors, potions, and foods are well stocked, and the most important thing is he's also the only one who can take and do the urgent and high priority missions, if there is any, or mundane requests from the people as they were not able to travel much during these 2 weeks.
Usually one of the boys will be helping him, mainly Bettel as he is his secretary but sometimes Shinri would switch with Bettel or maybe joins them if they need an extra pair of hands.
They'll get compensated of course, but it's still a lot of works. And Altare actually prefers to join his guild mates in battle, but well, it is what it is. It's his job as their leader to plan everything out, make sure everything going as plans, make the call, and keep the guild running. So he can't really complain.
And just this morning he got a call from Flayon saying that most of the wyrms are finally leaving the caves and heading back to wherever they came from. So tomorrow they'll check all the caves and will be exterminating the ones that are left roaming around in the area. If it's safe, then maybe they'll be home by the next day just before lunch. He also told Altare that Shinri will be visiting today to hand him the reports of their findings on this year's wyrms outbreak.
Altare sighs, finally they can get a break. It's a hectic 2 weeks and he is glad it's finally over. He just needs to inform the other guilds outside the town that they won't be needing their help, and then writes and filing all the documents and report needed before sending them to the guild association. Maybe he'll patrol around the town with Bettel to make sure everything's okay one last time.
The report is usually pretty much the same every year but it's required as they need to make sure there are no anomaly in every monsters outbreak. They need to send the report to the Guild Association who will then compiles all the reports they got from all the guilds in Elysium. So if there are indeed anomalies in the reports, all the guild all over Elysium will be alerted so that they can investigate more on the matter as it could be dangerous.
It's good that this year wyrms outbreak can also be concluded safely. He planned to visit the boys at their camp today to get the written report, but now that Flayon said Shinri will be delivering it, he has to give up on his plan.
It's an excuse really, he actually just wants to see Axel, it's been 2 weeks and he's missing him terribly. He tried asking them if they need his help on their last patrol tomorrow, but Flayon said they got it and told him to just rest as he too must be exhausted by his works in town.
So Altare can only said yes and gave up on the matter. There it goes his ticket to see Axel early. Now he needs to wait 2 more days before he can see his stupid face.
The thing that annoyed Altare is that dumbass, his dumbass, is too lazy to deal with anything in town, he thinks it's a pain in the ass as he prefers fighting, so he never switches with Bettel or Shinri, ever, except if there is a request or mission to battle some monsters or beasts.
Axel, Flayon, and Hakka are the same, they just want to mess around in the wild, with Shinri usually babysitting them. Though sometimes Flayon or Hakka can be persuaded to switch, but that dumbass? If it's not really necessary or specifically needs his expertise, he won't budge.
Well, Altare can wait. It's only two more days.
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Altare gives the report and some paperworks he compiled another look over, he glances over to the clock. 1:16 PM. "Can you send these today, Bettel?" He asks Bettel, who's still sorting out requests on his desk.
Bettel looks up from his piles of work, "Ah, that's the report? Sure, I can. I need to go to the post office now anyway. Some of these requests are actually for the neighbor town's guild. So I need to send them there."
He tidy up a batch of requests and ties them with a bow before putting them inside a big envelope and seal them. He wrotes something on the envelope, probably the recipient and their address then takes the reports from Altare's hand. He glances over to the clock. "The guys are a bit late, huh? Didn't they say, they'll be home before lunch?"
"Yeah, last night they called to report that everything is done. They already scour the town's surrounding and eliminated all the remaining wyrms. Maybe they had their lunch in town?" Altare ponders.
The boys are hella strong, so Altare is not worried. Hordes of normal wyrms is barely a threat to them, also the wyrms are already past their mating season so they're not as agressive even if there are tons of them, and most of them already gone to their original habitat anyway.
"Yeah, could be. I'll go send these now, then. Bye, leader." Bettel spins on his heel, envelopes clutched by his right hand pressed to his chest. He raises his other hand in a half wave to Altare.
Altare waves back even though he knows the jester can't see it.
Altare leans back on his chair, he haven't had his lunch yet, half busy and half expecting he can have his lunch with the boys. Now feeling a bit hungry, he stands up and steps to the direction of the kitchen.
He hears the front door swing open and a waves of familiar voices pouring in just before he even reach the hall, he turns and a bunch of familiar faces greets him with smile.
"Leadeeeerr." Hakka greets him with a grin on his face. There are bits of bruises and small cuts on his face, hands and arms, but other than that he looks fine and cheerful.
Shinri on the other hand, looks dead tired. He got some bruises and one big cut on his arm, but it doesn't look deep or serious.
Flayon seems like he doesn't have any bruises on him except one cut on his cheek, his eyes widen as he looks at Altare, "Hey Altare, hear me, hear me." He says enthusiastically, but Hakka cuts him, "Axel that dumb bitch, you know what he did this morning?"
Flayon hisses at Hakka, "Let me speak, dumbass." Raising his hand in defeat, Hakka laughs.
"Axel just anger a wyvern this morning." The redhead says while he flail his hands around. "So we found a wyvern sleeping when we had our last look over, right? And it's not even a big one, not that strong either. We can take it down easy, but that stupid guy just had to wake it up with his chains, huh. He whipped its wings and head so hard, i can still hear how loud the sounds were, dude!" Flayon pauses, he winces as he recalls the loud clank of metal chains meeting the hardened scales.
"So you know, we were chased around by the wyvern. It got so angry it flaps its wings so hard at us. Look at this cut!" Flayon continues then points to the cut on his cheek, eyes still wide. "We can't even try to fight it, since it's on a rage, man. So we just keep running while trying to find a way to take it down. Oh we finally took it down alright, but dude, that takes a while."
Recalling their stupid shenanigans today, Hakka laughs. "Yeah, that happened. Oh man, you should've join us. It was so stupid. Then this fucker suddenly wants to test his new R-trus's moves or weapon or whatever. Like what the hell? Why do we need to distract the wyvern just so he could call R-trus?"
"Like you're one to talk. What is with that stupid moves you're doing with Axel? The wyvern got even angrier, you stupid fucks."
Shinri just raises both of his hands, tired. "It's so hard keeping up with your stupid antics. I'm beat. I'll go take a shower and rest. See you guys at dinner or something." He nods at Altare as he passes, still looks tired, making his way upstairs to his room.
"So where's Axel? Is he okay?" Altare asks, starting to get worried.
"Yeah, he's okay. But he got a cut on his arm from it's claw, he dodged it in time or it would be really bad. So we told him to go to the clinic to get it checked. Just to be safe." Flayon replies, he then walks to the kitchen. "I'm hungry. I'm gonna make something first before shower."
Hakka seeing that Altare still has that worried look on his face, pats their leader's shoulder trying to reassure him, "He's really okay, leader. He whines all the way back home, you know, that fucker. It's so annoying." Hakka laughs. "I mean, he's the reason we're in that situation in the first place, that bitch, i swear."
"He was planning to just come home. But we force him to go to the clinic first. He said it's not a big deal but you know wyvern, we just need to be sure there's no poison or anything, right. So he is just going to get it checked. He'll be home before you know it." Hakka continues as he follows Flayon to the kitchen.
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It's 8 pm and everyone is in the dining hall enjoying their dinner, some of them are even done with their meal. But Axel is not back yet and Altare is growing more anxious by the minutes. He just decides to go to the clinic when he hears that familiar voice from the entrance. "Tadaima~."
Axel enters the dining hall, shouting "I'm back, bitches."
Hakka, Bettel and Flayon shouts back at him. Curses are thrown around in a cheery way.
"Why are you so late?" Shinri asks after they're all calmed down. "Is there something wrong? We're worried."
"Ah my bad, i fell asleep when they treated my wounds. They let me lay down while inspecting my wound and said they will treat all the other bruises and cuts too, so i should just rest. You know, as a thank you for protecting the town, or whatever. Heh, free doctor, baby."
Axel takes a seat in one of the chair, taking a bread from Hakka's plate and starts eating it. "But then i got really bored, yeah? So i just fell asleep, i guess. And they just let me sleep like that, didn't even wake me once. I woke up and, yo, it's already dark outside. So i said thank you~ and ran home."
"Can i see?" Altare asks, still worried.
"See what? My wound? My bruises?"
"All of them." He answers without thinking.
Axel snickers, "Suuure. Let me strip here, then." He says but he keeps eating his bread while his stare is trained on Altare, his smile is cheeky.
Warmth crept up on Altare's face. He realizes that yeah, Axel cannot show anything without stripping, as he wears his usual outfit, a form fitted black turtlenecks, a black pants, and a black jacket, he also still wearing his gloves.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy now. No stripping in the dining hall especially during dinner, please." Bettel scrunches his face in disgusts, but then adds, "but you can do it in the hallway. We'll watch from here."
Hakka and Flayon laughing, amused, they're clapping their hands, chanting "strip, strip, strip."
Shinri laughs then sighs. "Okay, okay. Enough excitement for today, guys. I'm too tired." He gets up from his seat and starts gathering all the dirty dishes from the table. "I'll just take these to the sink and do the dishes tomorrow, okay. I want to sleep early today. And oh, Altare," he turns to Altare. "No training tomorrow right?"
"Huh," Altare blinks, finally recovers from his embarassment. "Yeah, tomorrow is rest day, just rest or do whatever you want all day, guys. We'll train the day after tomorrow, but will still take it easy on the requests."
"Good then. Have a nice rest tomorrow, leader. Or have fun." Shinri winks, then he disappears into the kitchen with all the dirty dishes. Altare feels his face warming again.
"Yaay, day off tomorrow! I'm gonna sleep all day." Hakka yells. "I'm glad i don't have to see your faces tomorrow, bitches."
"Yeah, me too, dumbass. I'm gonna take a shower, then." Shoving the last bite of his bread into his mouth, Axel gets up from his chair. He stretches his body, taut muscles flexes by the movement. "Night, guys."
He's strutting towards the direction of his room on the first floor. The tails attached on his belt are swaying with the movement, Altare stares for a while before recovering and hurriedly gets up from his chair. "I'm gonna rest too, guys. Good night." He waves and just dashes out of the room.
He still catches the boys' voices as he left the dining hall talking about his sudden departure. "Whats the hurry?" Bettel asks to no one in particular.
Hakka snickers "Maybe to watch aniki strip?" He says jokingly in which Bettel responds with, "That's what you want, you sick fuck."
Flayon snorts, "He's so gonna get scolded. Get nagged!"
The trio's laughs can still be heard but Altare couldn't even pay attention right now, he just wants to catch up on Axel. He walks through the halls leading to their sleeping quarters in the far back of the first floor.
Then he spots that silhouette in the hallway just outside Axel's room, waiting. Axel leans on the wall, he plays with the tails that dangling on his side, attached to his belt. When he sees Altare, he smiles, "Hey, took you long enough."
"I hate you." Altare mumbles. "You're the one who took your sweet time."
That cheeky smiles, annoyingly handsome. "I was having fun, but I want to see you. Sorry about the wyvern thing, might be a bit to impulsive there, yeah?"
Axel is finally within reach, so Altare just grabs him and pulls him into an embrace, he place his head in the nook of Axel's neck, he can feel his pulse and faintly hear his heartbeat once again.
"Hey, i haven't had a proper shower yet. I must smell terrible. You know, monster's blood, monsters's goo, sweats, dirts, muds, cave's smell, maybe i even stepped on shits as well, we'll never know. Ah-, it's awful, yo. We can only take turns to take a bath in a river near the camp." He starts rambling.
Pleased to hear his rambles again, Altare chuckles, "Shut up. I don't care. I missed you, so much."
He looks up to Axel and reach for his lips. The kiss started as light, small kisses, but before they even know it, it's becoming more needy, demanding. Soft sighs start to spills from their lips as they press harder to each other.
But before it escalates further, Axel let's out a groan and abruptly ends their kiss. "Let's not. I want to take a shower first. I feel really icky. And I must smell really awful."
Altare laughs, "Okay. Yeah, you actually do."
Axel enters his room with Altare on his tail. When he notices the hero is following him as he closes the door, he asks, "Oh, you're coming too?"
"What? You don't want me here? So mean." Altare plops on Axel's bed, laying on his side while his feet dangling on the side of the bed.
Axel takes off his jacket and throws it to the laundry basket, Altare whistles playfully watching his boyfriend in his tight shirt, while admiring how his muscles flex whenever he moves and how his abs looks real nice even when he's scrunching down his body, struggling to take off his gloves.
"You're drooling. I know I'm hot. I'm the hottest bitch in town, yo. Uhhh, ayo, how is this so hard? Are these gloves stick to my hand or what?" His smug tone suddenly shifts when he failed to take off his gloves.
Altare chuckles. He stands up and walks toward the blond. "Here, let me help you." He carefully tries to pull the gloves little by little, and when both hands are free from the gloves, Altare could see all the scratches and little cuts on his hands from using the chains. He rubs the biggest cut softly. "I hope it doesn't hurt as much as it looks."
"Eh, no, don't worry. I'm used to this kind of thing. I mean my weapon has always been chains, so it doesn't really bother me anymore." He lets Altare frets over his cuts and bruises, rubbing them lightly, before he takes a step towards the bathroom and says, "I'm going in now, you want to wait here, yeah?"
"Yeah, I'll just stay here. Go take your shower, you stinky."
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The bathroom door finally slides open, Axel steps out of the bathroom. Towel wrapped around his waist, a smaller towel on his head. He rubs his head with the smaller towel, drying his hair.
Altare watches him intently while laying on his side on Axel's bed, the same position he was in before. Eyes searching, between admiring what he sees and finding out how bad his wounds are.
There's a pretty big cut on his arm, it was already treated with some water resistant salve, the translucent greenish salve sticks to his skin like a second skin, the only sign that its there is because its color and sheen. There are other cuts and bruises on his body but almost all of them also already treated. "That one looks pretty bad."
Still bowing his head trying to dry his hair, Axel peeks. "Ha? What is?"
Altare points to his arm, now sitting up. "Let me have a look."
"Ah this? It doesn't hurt as much." He approaches Altare, standing in front of him and offers him his arm.
Altare takes Axel's hand and inspecting his arm closely. He carefully touches the cut, his fingers are trembling slightly in fear of hurting him.
Axel finds the blue haired guy's expression is cute, so he wants to tease him just a little. "Hah!"
Altare jolts. Now he looks annoyed. "Axeeeel." He pouts. "I don't care anymore. Fuck you."
The gladiator laughs, he pokes his leader cheek with his finger. "Sorry. Your face looks dumb. Can't help it."
The hero stands up, he reaches up to the towel on top of Axel's hair. "Just say I look cute or handsome and cool and also tall and hot. I know that's what you're actually thinking," he jokes while helping his boyfriend drying his hair, gently rubbing his blond hair with the towel. "Lower your head a bit."
The blond complies, he lowers his head then scoffs. "Haa? You're a chibi. You chibitare."
He groans in complain when his leader starts rubbing his head with such fervor in retaliation. "Okay, okay. Fuck. I'm sorry, talltare. Wow! You're so tall. As tall as the hollow tree. I can't even see your head. You might even be bald and i won't know."
"This guy." Altare chuckles. "So annoying, dude. Why are you like this?"
The blond just lets out a cheeky "hehe", his eyes closed when he grins that wide. How cute.
"Cheeky little bastard." Altare mutters as he pulls the towel on the blond's head with both of his hands, pulling the guy's face closer to him.
Now they're both under the towel and their faces are only inches away. Altare stops, just to stare at Axel's face observing his face and reaction. At first Axel looks a bit taken aback, then after a while his face starting to blushed. It's so cute how easily flustered this big guy is. And the fact that Altare's the only one who can observe him this close, pleases him.
"You're so pretty, you know that, Axel?" Altare says still staring at him, at that bright blue eyes with a fleck of red. His expression's unchanged. But the gladiator cannot keep his expression in check, his face reddened, his eyes darts around trying to look away from Altare's piercing stare but doesn't know where to land his gaze as they both are so close under the towel.
"Uh.." the cheekiness is gone, he's flustered, and it's so cute.
"I missed you so much you know. I was going crazy and thought to just go fetch the report as an excuse just to see you. But then you guys beat me to it delivering the report yourself with Shinri. Why was it Shinri and not you? Didn't you miss me?"
"I'm sorry?" Axel suddenly feels intimidated when he notices the shift in his boyfriend attitude from his cute self. He takes a small step back unconsciously. But Altare won't let him, he takes a step forward still locking their faces close together with the towel. "I didn't know. It was my turn to patrol around the place when they decided that."
Though Altare is suppose to be the hero, he always has this sadistic, insanity streaks in him. Oh don't get it wrong he is the epitome of a good hero, he is just as he is level headed, a good natured and laid back guy. Well, most of the time.
But he can also say and do the most unhinged things with a straight face or even with an innocent smile of his. He actually can be pretty manipulative and scheming. And when his switch is flipped he'll have this murderous crazy look on his usually calm and smiley face, sending chills to anyone who had the honor of witnessing it. Though at a glance he's a harmless handsome guy with an innocent and cute aura around him. He just doesn't look threatening, well until he does.
And now the usually friendly clear green eyes, are looking at Axel as if he is a prey. There's a glint of mischief mixed with lust in there. Even though Axel is the taller and stronger one between them, he can't help feeling cornered.
"I said I'm sorry." He repeats, feeling the pressure of Altare's silent stare. He's smiling but why is he so scary? "I already said I missed you too."
"Oh did you really? But you didn't immediately come home after you treated your wounds. You didn't try to come meet me even once these 2 weeks. I'm so hurt." He puts on his sad puppy look, but his eyes still have that same glints.
Altare releases his grips on the towel, it slides off from their heads and falls onto the floor.
Hair tousled, slightly wet, with no clothes on except for the towel that wrapped around his waist, Axel looks like a dream that Altare instinctively wets and bites his lips. A surge of possessiveness curls up inside his chest. "Maybe I should just lock you up in my room and never let you out or something."
"Ha? Wait, what?" Surprised, the blond's eyes slightly trembles. Can't quite tell if it's a joke or not if it's coming from this guy's mouth. "Man, you can be really scary, you psychopath."
In contrast to the words he just spewed, Altare is laughing lightheartedly.
His gaze trails down from Axel's face to his chest, then his abs and finally stops at his waist, observing, taking it in. The gladiator fidgets, suddenly feeling more naked than when he's fully nude. The hero then tugs on the towel covering Axel's waist, just a little, playfully.
"Whoa. W-wait, you dumbass. What the fuck are you doing?" Flustered, he grabs his towel, securing it on his waist.
"What?" The hero's expression is innocent. "I'm just checking if it's secure or not," he says, smiling slyly.
He places both of his hands on Axel's waist just above the towel, feeling up his skin then pulls him into a hug.
Axel shivers a little, feeling the sudden contact on his bare skin. "It's not going to be covering you for long anyway."
"Goddammit, Altare. You're such a horny bitch," Axel mutters while turning his face to the side, trying to hide his flustered face from Altare. He feels a little overwhelmed by the sudden eagerness his boyfriend is showing him.
Altare blinks, "Yeah? What if I am?" His face inches closer, daring the blond. He kisses the corner of Axel's lips, then lightly licks it with the tip of his tongue. He looks pleased when Axel flinched, feeling ticklish.
Altare starts nuzzling his neck, inhaling the mixed scents of soap and shampoo, and Axel. He grazes his lips on the blond's skin, tracing the side of his neck with his lips and tongue, the touch is almost feather-like.
A sigh escapes Axel's lips. "This horndog. Okay, fuck it." The gladiator cups Altare's chin with his hand while his other hand holds him closer to his body, as he presses his lips onto his.
Altare welcomes his lips with a soft sighs, sliding his tongue into his mouth. Their kiss quickly become more desperate as they feel their feelings flowing out and their needs build up, lighting a fire inside them.
Like a chant, Altare's whispering Axel's name into his lips, as if to stress the fact that he's really there. He sighs when Axel nibbles his lower lip and he traces the blond's upper lip with his tongue in retaliation.
"Tickles." Axel protests into his mouth, then does the same thing to Altare's upper lip and the hero giggles in response. "Pay back." The blond's sly smile is charming and his kiss is intoxicating.
It's hard to keep his thoughts in order when his instinct is starting to take control of him. Altare can feel his mind slips away as Axel deepens their kiss. Finally having him again this close, Altare definitely will savor their time together. Definitely.
Altare can feel his body heat is raising but still presses his body onto the blond more as they kiss like there's no tomorrow, gasping for air but refuse to let go of each other. Tongues are coiling, teeth are scraping, biting, chewing. Soft sighs turns into desperate moans and grunts.
When Altare finally lets go of Axel, it's only because something's been distracting him so much from a while ago. He can feel Axel's length pressing onto his stomach. Even with layers of fabrics in the way, blocking a direct contact to his skin, it's enough to send shivers down his spine. Burning his skin, right at the place where it touches.
A string of saliva is hanging from where they're connected earlier. Axel's lidded gaze trains onto Altare's face, his face inches closer, probably about to kiss him again, but Altare shifts his gaze to Axel's lower half. "Someone's eager." Altare murmurs, his voice is low and husky.
"Huh?" Axel diverts his eyes to where Altare's gaze fixed to. His arousal is pitching a tent beneath the towel that wrapped around his waist. And because he doesn't wear anything under the towel, it's so obvious how it points toward Altare and twitches. He's suddenly feeling self conscious, realizing how he's almost naked while Altare is still fully dressed.
"Shut up," he mutters, flustered.
Altare smirks. "You're not the only one, though." He grabs Axel's hand and lead it to the front of his pants. Altare's breath hitches, even through the fabric he can feel the heat from Axel's hand when his hand caress his fully erect cock. An embarassing sound escape his lips as the blond tighten his grip and strokes his length through his pants.
Altare tugs at the towel covering Axel's lower half. He watches as it slides down and falls onto the floor, finally revealing the cause of his distraction earlier. Altare wraps his hand around Axel's shaft and strokes it gently, the blond grunts, his breath quickens.
"Let me blow you." The blue haired hero whispers to the gladiator's ears, low and raspy voice meets a shuddering breath. Altare pulls Axel's hand and leads him to the bed, grabbing a lube on top of a desk as he passes.
Axel sits on the edge of the bed and slowly leaning back, eyes still trained on the hero who now starts to undress himself. His movements is swift and impatient as he takes both his hoodie and shirt in one single pull over his head. Beads of sweat glisten on his skin and his usually pale skin is flushed by the heat he's feeling under his skin.
Altare slides both of his pants and underwear off as he kneels in front of Axel. He takes Axel's cock in his hand, stroking it, eyes locked on the gladiator's face savoring the reaction he is giving him.
Altare runs his mouth along Axel's length, kissing and softly nibbling on the skin with his lips. Breath hitching, the blond throws his head back and lets out a low moan and Altare could feel his own length twitches in response.
Altare is circling the head with his tongue before taking it all into his small mouth. He used to have a hard time doing it at the start of their relationship, now skilled and experienced, he can do it just fine without thinking that he will dislocate his jaw doing it.
Axel runs his hand over to the blue head bobbing up and down nestled between his legs. He flinches when Altare presses a lubed digit on his entrance, pushing it slowly. Altare can feel Axel's fingers stroking his hair before the blond finally grabs a handful of his hair when he finally pushes his finger in.
Axel's husky moans is bewitching and Altare could feel his pulse is quickening. He can feel Axel's body tenses and his cock twitching inside his mouth as he pushes another digit to his entrance and then another one joins in after a while, stretching it so it could fit him.
The blond shudders when Altare curl his fingers inside and nudge his prostate. "Ffuuck. Altare-." Axel bucks his hips involuntarily, pushing himself into Altare's mouth. Altare just lets him as he relaxes his jaw to welcome more of the gladiator. "C-close.." his breath is ragged, both his hands are on Altare's head grabbing his hair.
And with the last thrust of Altare's fingers, Altare can taste Axel's hot spend splashes into his mouth. He coughs as it almost chokes him, but he swallows what he can and pulls himself and his fingers away from the blond.
He stands before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, watching how Axel's body sprawl on top of the bed, heaving and panting. Altare smirks, crawling on top of the blond and start nuzzling his face. "My turn."
Axel opens his eyes, he pushes Altare just a little bit to look straight into his eyes. He notices that tone, that smirk, and that eyes even when his head is still buzzing. "Once." Axel hisses. "Just until you cum once tonight, yeah? I'm fucking tired today."
Altare is about to bargain, but Axel cuts him. "Just once or we stop here. Your call."
Altare yields. "Okay, just once. Just until I cum once. Promise." Axel furrows his eyebrows, distrust is clear on his face. "Tomorrow is our day off, anyway. We can do more tomorrow." Altare adds, trying to convince the blond he's being sincere.
The blond finally nods. "Okay. Once and we rest."
"Once and we rest." Altare parrots, nuzzling Axel's face before kissing him on his lips. He hums when the blond deepens their kiss while Altare is busy touching, squeezing and caressing anywhere he can get his hands on.
Axel breathes into his mouth when the hero's fingers are pressing on his entrance once more, making sure he's ready for him. Altare groans and can feel his dick reacting to the squeeze he gets on his fingers, Axel is so tight but oh so so soft and inviting, how he wants to just plunge himself in and taking him for himself and let loose...
Altare is trying really hard to keep his mind intact, to not let his other side takes over him. Let's not scaring him away, let's not do that. He counts in his head, trying to divert his mind as he thrusts his fingers in and out of Axel.
"Altare.." The gladiator clings onto his neck, he moans into his ear. "Think I'm ready. Fuck me."
Fuck. It's unfair how this guy always throws him for a loop just by the smallest gesture he does or something he says. So so unfair how he can drives him crazy and how much he takes hold of Altare in his grasp without him even noticing himself.
Altare can feel his whole body is burning, how the back of his neck flaring and how haze is starting to cloud his mind. He pushes Axel onto the bed, lips pressing hard bruising them in the process, teeth biting the blond's lip, as he presses his lubed cockhead into his entrance, gradually letting himself into the tight and wet orifice.
Altare stops pushing, almost overwhelmed by the tightness and softness on his shaft. He doesn't want it to end too quickly, he needs to calm himself or he'll come undone. He feels Axel's feet pressing on his behind, trying to push him forward.
Altare can see a smirk playing on his boyfriend's face. Even with his flushed face and clouded eyes, Axel looks so full of himself when he reminds him, "Once."
And when Altare is still trying to get a hold of himself, the blond pushes him to the hilt with the force of his legs. The noise Altare just lets out might be in his top 3 of his most embarrassing one.
"Fuck." Altare can feel his dick twitches, he thinks he just came a little. He is curling his toes and biting his lips so hard that he can taste blood in his mouth.
He closes his eyes, another counting session in his head, trying not to look at the beautiful seductive mess in front of him, he's trying to picture a meadow in his head, or a river, a forest, anything.
"I haven't cum yet." Altare finally says, glaring at the giggly blond beneath him. Not really a lie, since he only came just a tiny amount and his dick is still rock hard inside the blond's. "And that's cheating."
"Okay, okay. You get a pass this time." Axel chuckles. "I'm feeling generous today." His smile is sly as he wraps his arms around Altare's neck, pulling him closer.
Oh, it's on. It's so on. Altare can feel the competitive side of him surfacing. He returns the blond's cunning smile with a smirk, kissing him. I'm feeling generous today too, he says in his head as he grazes the tip of his dick on the blond's prostate, making him shudder.
Altare starts to move, his movements are slow, partly because he wants to take it slow and enjoy his time and also because he needs to set the pace for himself, so that he won't come off too quickly. If he wants to be generous he needs to last long enough.
The blond's mouth opens, hot puffs coming out from his mouth is burning the side of Altare's face and ear as he presses his face. "Ngh.. Altare. There.. more." he murmurs into his ear, clinging, and starts to push himself more onto Altare, swaying with his movements. Unknowingly making things harder for Altare to keep his sanity intact.
Altare growls, burying his face into Axel's damp hair, hips moving by itself as if Axel just casts a spell on him with his words. His movement quickens when he hears the blond's moans and sighs, his needs is searing and his head buzzes. His instinct telling him to go on while his mind telling him to stop.
He can feel Axel tightens around his shaft as the gladiator throws his head back, panting. Blond lashes flutter as he chases his peak. Altare is trying to hold on to whats left of his reason, closes his eyes and grit his teeth as if to block the sight and the pleasure.
Not yet. Finally taking a grasp on his mind, he opens his eyes. He can't come now.
Axel whines when Altare gradually slows down just when he's on the edge. He's a beautiful mess leaning back on a rumpled sheets staring at Altare with his clouded blue eyes, the red flecks in his eyes glint. Altare's taking in the sight of his flushed face, tousled hair, bruised lips, and how some part of his skin is now decorated with marks Altare left him. His pretty face scowls in frustration.
"Sorry.." Altare cradles the back of Axel's head, planting a kiss on his bruised lips. "I'll make you come. Sorry." Altare murmurs, he still feels lightheaded but now he's in more control of himself.
"Get on with it then, fucker." Axel grunts, wrapping his legs around Altare's waist and rolling his hips forward.
"So impatient." Breath hitching, Altare grabs Axel's thighs and pushing them apart as he eases himself more into the crevice. He withdraws his length before he rams into his prostate hard. Axel hisses, one hand grabs Altare by the shoulder pulling him close, nails sinking into his skin, while his other hand is on Altare's stomach instinctively pushes him away, feeling overwhelmed.
Altare grins, drinking in the irresistible sight his boyfriend is giving him. Having the privilege to witness this side of him, having the privilege to touch him, kiss him, fuck him, seeing how he reacted to any of his touch sending a rush of elation to his head. He wants to see more of it.
The intense sound of skin against skin gives the hero a thrill as he forces gasps and whines to slip from the gladiator's mouth. Axel raises himself, clinging to Altare's neck, trying to match the pace but his movements stutters when Altare takes the blond's cock in his hand and starts stroking it.
Skilled hand and fingers working at a steady pace. Axel lets out a growls as he nips Altare's lip, their voices muffled by their kisses. Altare's hand moves faster, harder, while he points and slams his thrusts more, poking and caressing the blond's prostate in the process.
Axel's breath is rapid as he pulls away from their kiss and throws his head back. Blue eyes rolls upwards when Altare's next thrust finally unravels him.
Altare can feel Axel squeezes his cock so hard, twitching around him, making him grit his teeth. The blond's length twitches in his hand and he can feel the spurt of his spend trickling down and covering his hand.
Axel falls back onto the bed trembling, gasping for air. And Altare feels a sudden surge of satisfaction, eyes still closely trained on Axel he smirks and licks some of Axel's cum from the back of his hand before wiping the rest of it on Altare's own body.
Altare can feel his own needs wells up. He gravitates towards the blond, hovering on top of him, brushing a lock of blond hair away from Axel's face.
"Not yet." Altare murmurs, more to himself than to the shuddering blond beneath him. "Not yet," he repeats as he kisses Axel's flushed face, grazes his lips on Axel's skin, while he counts in his head trying to distract himself from the alluring sight in front of him and the sensation he's feeling on his lower half.
Altare lets out a low groan when he feels another squeeze on his length. Axel is still shuddering and twitching around his cock, as if trying to squeeze him dry. He clings onto Altare's neck, whimpers and soft pants travel straight into the hero's ear and brain, making his head dizzy and his body burns.
It takes a considerable amount of self control for him not to finish right there and then, it's almost unbearably painful.
But Altare is not done yet. No, he will not relent to the pleasure he's feeling. He's on a mission and he will see it through. "Not yet." Like a spell he repeats as if to steel himself. He kisses Axel's lips, they trembles slightly as he is still coming down from his high.
Blond lashes flutter open when Altare starts to move his hips, each move is shallow and slow. "A-altare, swait. Um s-still.." his words barely coherent.
"I know, I'm just gonna move slow, okay?" Altare says while trying his best to keep his voice steady, even though he can feel his brain is starting to turn into mush. He nuzzles the side of Axel's face. "You feel so good. So good. Fuck," he murmurs as he nibbles and running his tongue on his ear.
The blond shudders, slurring his response incoherently. Altare can feel the legs that wrapped around him tenses as he pushes more of him. He caresses Axel's slick cum-smeared stomach, running his hands to grab his hips before pushing himself to the hilt once more.
Axel gasps, he raises his head from the bed, his mouth is slack as he grabs one of Altare's arm. "W-wait Altare.." Altare can barely understand his slurred words.
"Hm?" Altare hums in question. His eyes sparkle in adoration, he's taking in all the expression that flit through his boyfriend's face with hungry eyes, trying to etched them into his memory. He keeps thrusting into the blond's tight entrance and points at an angle.
"S'too much.." Axel finally manages to finish his sentence as he falls back onto the bed, one hand clawing at rumpled sheets and the other at Altare's bare arm he's been grabbing. Altare feels the sting of sharp nails clawing on his skin, he doesn't care, Axel can mark him all he wants. Just like how Altare always eager on leaving his marks on Axel whenever he got the chance, though the latter is not so keen on the idea.
"It will be okay." Altare leans forward, planting deep kisses on Axel's exposed skin, leaving a trail of red and purplish dots on top of one another, all while he starts picking up the pace. He bites his lips and grunts when he feels another squeeze on his cock. He sucks on the skin just above Axel's chest to distract himself, leaving another red mark.
"Shtop.. that, ffuck-er." Altare smiles into his partner's skin, even when he fucks him silly he will always find the energy to curse him.
Altare raises himself and presses his hands onto the bed next to Axel's face, he withdraws his length and then slams it again to his partner. Axel gasps as the hero's pace quickens, his hands scramble trying grab at something, anything, just to ground himself.
As if he's in a trance, Altare can't stop moving his hips. With how amazing Axel wrapped around his cock and how Axel looks beneath him, writhing and moaning, he feels like it's almost a miracle he can hold out this long. Axel covers his mouth with his arm as his high is once again near, trying to hold his voices down.
Altare grabs Axel by the wrist pulling the arm covering his mouth away, he wants to see him more, he wants to hear him more. "Let me hear you." His whisper is low and shaky, he can feel his balls and the knot he feels in his stomach is tensing up.
Axel whimpers, his voice restrained.
"Come on, Ah-xel." His breath hitches. "Come for me, baby. Ha, moan for me." Altare immediately grit his teeth almost overwhelmed by the sensation when Axel tightens some more around his dick. And as if following his commands, Axel lets out a long moan as he reaches his orgasm, his back is arching before shuddering hard. His cock twitches helplessly as nothing comes out of it.
Altare grunts watching it, feeling the completion heightened up inside him. He quickens his pace, making the blond whines as he chokes on a soft "no.." at Altare relentless pace.
But Altare can not even form a coherent thought right now as his instinct taking over him. With ragged breath, the only thing that comes out from Altare's mouth is Axel's name. Both his mind and his mouth is chanting axel, axel, axel.
"Ah! fffuuck. Not ag..." Axel's whines drowned by Altare's low drawn-out groan. The hero can only hear the buzzes in his head as his vision instantly black out from the pleasure. He doesn't even notice how hard Axel grips his arm and back, sinking his claws into his skin, bruising and scratching them.
He's filling his boyfriend to the brim as he twitches and empties himself into him when almost at the same time the blond tenses and squeezes him so hard it almost painful, before finally his body trembling uncontrollably. Another dry orgasm, as Altare vaguely notices Axel's length twitches and only spills a tiny amount of cum.
Axel grunts a curse and then lets out a series of soft moans, his body is still tense. It takes a while before his muscles finally relaxed. Altare collapses on top of him, panting, still drunk from his high he peppers his neck and face with kisses while whispering praises and i love yous.
For a while, they're just there, trying to get back on the ground. Nuzzling into each other, panting, heaving, sighing.
"Fuck.. you, Altare. You're a fucking beast, you sadistic fuck." Axel lazily curse his boyfriend after his breath slows down and his brain starts to function again. Covering his eyes with his arm, he looks extremely tired and spent.
Altare manages a shaky laugh in between his panting and heaving. "I miss you," he says as if it's reason enough. He kisses the side of Axel's face.
"Yeah? And I just got back from fighting a fucking wyvern and 2 weeks worth of monsters and camping, just in case your shitass head forgot."
Altare chuckles, "I'm sorry. But I kept my promise, also I miss you." He repeats, clearly not sorry.
They both groans when Axel moves and Altare slid out from his entrance. Altare rolls over and finally lies flat on the bed, still trying to catch his breath. He feels his body is turning into jelly.
"Oh fuck." Axel curses when he feels Altare's cum leaking while he tries to sit. He gets up from the bed, looking for something to clean himself. Altare watches his cum trickles down his boyfriend thighs, feeling both pleased and disappointed by the sight.
"You should keep it longer in there." He protests.
"Haa? What is?" Axel turns his head, puzzled.
Altare points at his cum trickling down Axel's legs. "But why?" He genuinely asks, confused.
Altare can't help but laughs at his dumb question. "Because it looks good on you. That's why. I love seeing you covered in my cum."
"Oh hell no, you sick fuck. Let me tell you, you're fucking sick in the head, yo."
"No, I'm not." Altare retorts, sitting. He then takes Axel's hand, pulling him back to the bed. "Come here. I'll clean it up for you."
"Nah, it's okay."
"You once said you want to be treated as a princess. Let me do it for you then. I'll treat you as a princess tonight and all day tomorrow."
Axel raises one of his eyebrow, still looks puzzled. He doesn't seem to understand what Altare really means. "Ah, okay then. 'Sides I'm really tired right now, I'll let you take care of me then since I'm a fucking princess." He finally relents, his voice is low in energy as he walks back to the bed.
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"You said, you'll treat me as a fucking princess, bitch. Fuck you, Altare." Axel glares at Altare. He lets out an embarrassing moan when Altare's tongue brushes against his slightly swollen nipple.
Altare raises his eyebrow as he takes his time nibbling on the deep pink tip and playing with it with the roll of his tongue. "But i did? And i still do treat you like a princess." He finally says after a while. "I brought you your breakfast and lunch, feed you, take care of you. You don't even need to go outside and do anything today." He sucks on Axel's nipple, sending a pained pleasure on the already swollen nipple.
"I'm not your princess, I'm your fucking captive."
"I must have rescued the princess from a dragon or something, so now as the hero, I'm enjoying my reward." He pushes himself upward and kisses Axel on his lips. "Ok, princess Axel?"
"I can beat up the dragon myself just fine, thank you. In fact, I fucking beat one just yesterday. Fuck you."
Altare chuckles. "But wyvern's is small. I mean one that's bigger, like the one I've beaten in last month's mission with Shinri."
"Yeah? And you think, i fucking haven't? I can fucking do it solo."
Altare laughs. "Why is it always have to turn into a competition with you?"
"I don't know, man. Maybe 'cause I'm just better and stronger than you or some shit." Axel snickers.
His cheeky smile is cute but also so so annoying. Annoyingly cute? Cutely annoying? Altare doesn't care, he only knows that sometimes it's making him wants to wipe that cheeky smile off of his face and just replace it with something else, something he prefers.
So he kisses the side of Axel's lips and slides down to his chest once again. He bites the swollen nipple and hums in satisfaction as he watches Axel frowns and groans as the feelings of pain and pleasure surprise him.
"Asshole."
Altare laughs, still nibbling on the now bright red tip, his hot breath brushes against Axel's skin making him shudder. Altare licks it as an apology but when the blond moans in response it ignites something in him, so he doesn't stop. Oh now he won't.
He switches between licking, sucking, chewing, and nibbling on Axel's nipple, making him squirms in response, his breath hitches. Still latches onto him, Altare's hand squeezes his other chest. He flicks the other nipple with his thumb before his index finger joining in and he starts twisting and pinching it lightly. Axel whines as his back arching involuntarily into Altare's touch.
Between the pain on the swollen nipple and the ticklish sensation on his other one, Axel shivers as the feeling of pleasure starts to builds up in his stomach. Altare notices so he keeps going.
Axel's body tenses, he covers his eyes with his arm. "Altare.. Altare.." his voice is like a music to Altare's ears, he wishes Axel would keep saying his name.
"Hm?" Altare hums into his skin, his hot breath matches the heat spread across Axel's skin.
"I feel weird." Axel whines, he raises his other arm to his face as if trying to block Altare from seeing his face. But Altare can still see the flushed face behind it, the color spreads to his neck and ears.
"But does it feel good?" Altare asks as his mouth and hand are still busy playing with Axel's nipples. He enjoys seeing Axel writhes and squirms from his touch, it's crazy how much satisfaction it brings him. So he won't stop until he gets what he wants.
Axel hums when Altare moves to nips his other nipple and then suck on it. "I.. guess?" He finally manages to give his answers, his voice shaky and his breath are shallow. "You're gonna get that one swollen too," he says in protest, peeking from behind his arms covering his face, haze clouded his usually clear blue eyes.
"It's okay. I'm the only one who will see them." Altare doesn't even raise his face, he peeks from beneath his lashes as he runs his tongue on the pink nipple.
Axel squirms when Altare pinch his swollen nipple with his fingers, twisting it slightly and slowly, and rolls it between his fingers. "Fuck. Altare.. coming."
Altare still sucking on his other tip, bites it lightly, and with a light twist on his swollen nipple Axel's body tenses some more, before he unravels and lets a low groan. His body is trembling. And Altare revels at the sight. Axel is a sight, extremely tempting and irresistible and it drives him nuts.
Altare gives both Axel's nipple a quick lick for the last time, before he pries open his boyfriend's arms blocking his face. "Let me see you." He says, he can't hide the pleased look on his face and the delight in his tone.
Axel is still panting, his expression is a mixed of shocked and confusion more than anything, though the haze in his eyes persists. Altare raises his eyebrow and before he could ask anything, the blond looks at him in the eye.
"Holy shit! Did i just come from my nipples? That's a first for sure," he exclaims, taken aback and Altare can only laugh in response. "Well, that's definitely something, aight. What the fuck, Altare."
The blue haired man just snuggles up to him, pressing his nose on Axel's neck, inhalling his scent, giggling. Looking as innocent and cute as ever, not some devil spawn he was before.
"Stop doing weird things to me, man." He grumbles, knowing full well that it's futile.
"It's not weird if it makes you feel good, princess."
"Stop calling me princess if you ain't gonna treat me like one."
Altare blinks. "But you moan just like a princess would." He laughs when the blond face reddened. "And you're as pretty as one too," he adds as he leaves a peck on Axel's lips. "Soo, is it my turn now? Can I fuck you now?"
"No. Fuck you."
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The morning practice is finally done. And while all the other guys are chatting and bantering after their practice, Axel just excuse himself to take a shower in the locker room.
Usually he'd join in on the fun or whatever, but not today, he can't. He needs to be the first one to shower and change his clothes, or it will be chaos.
It's just that Axel's body is littered by a ridiculous amount of bite marks, love bites, bruises, and scratches. Altare, that filthy nasty bitch, just can't keep his mouth and hands to himself. Many, many fooling around. Too many even, that horny dumbass.
And seeing how he act like usual this morning as their leader, so innocent looking and professional is just crazy, it's giving Axel whiplash. Where's that sex-crazed asshole who just spend the entire day yesterday, and also the night before yesterday too, basically locked him up in his sex dungeon or some shit. Well it was in Axel's bedroom but, yeah, close enough.
Axel shivers remembering everything yesterday.
Not that he doesn't like it, but now that his head is clear and he can think properly it's just too crazy to even think about.
While he doesn't really like to use his head that much but it's a pretty nice feeling to at least have the option to think or not, y'know.
And it's not that Axel and Altare doesn't want the guild to know about their relationship. Yes, they still think it will be pretty awkward for maybe 1 or 2 weeks if the boys finally know about the couple, but pretty sure they will be happy for them and support them. But the teasing, though. The boys definitely wouldn't let them live it down. Man, it will be a huge pain in the ass.
Also that nymphomaniac will be even more relentless if he knew he doesn't have to tiptoes around the place or hiding their relationship. So really, it's actually for the guys benefit that they hide their relationship.
As people already know seeing is believing, so if they know the one who leaves all those bite marks, lovebites, bruises, scratches, swollen this and swollen that is actually their own leader..?
Yeah, too too much information. Must preserves the guild's innocent or some shit or everyone will start to lose their shit. And then they have to pay for everyone's therapy sessions or something. Nuh-uh.
But at the same time if they know, they know. Just like how Shinri found out about the couple, then that's fine too. It's just that they won't actively tell them themselves.
Axel just finished putting on his jeans and about to grab his clean hoodie when the lockers room's door swing open and a bunch of familiar voices stream in, and it's fucking Hakka, Bettel, and Flayon out of all people. Fuck.
"Ayo, aniki just finished showe... Oh my god!" Hakka exclaims, Axel can't help having deja vu. He quickly slips into his hoodie, but he knows it's a little too late and the boys might already see it. Well maybe not all of it, he can only hope.
"Ooh, you're still seeing the love bites girl?" Flayon chimes in, excitement clear in his tone.
"Aren't love bites girl a menhera? Or am i remembering wrong?" Bettel asks, his brows furrow. "And also, ew. What's wrong with your girlfriend, does she need to mark you like that? It's too graphic, dude, it's giving us ideas of what you guys're doing. How sickening so early in the morning."
"If i remember correctly, she's not even his girfriend?" Hakka muses, he crosses his arms.
"Oh yeah! That's why we call her a menhera, it's because she's so territorial of him." Bettel scoffs, finally remembering.
Axel just sighs. Whatever the guys say, he won't deny or comment on it. Altare is basically fit into a menhera category anyway. Damn, he and his luck with all the menheras he encountered. Sometimes he wonders if he is some kind of menhera magnet or something.
And speak of the devil, the guy is standing there in the entryway of the locker room with Shinri. He's probably listening as the guys is a loud bunch.
Hakka notices their leader presence and greets him with his report of the situation. "Altare, you won't believe what we saw just now. Underneath aniki's hoodie there's a shitton of bite marks and hickeys and God knows what, you know. Crazy stuff."
Altare raises his eyebrow. "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, real shit, bro. But he still doesn't want to say anything about this girl he's been seeing. Aren't you curious too, leader?" Hakka excitedly asks as he probably thought Altare would join them in their mission to get Axel to talk about it.
Altare furrows his eyebrows. He tilts his head, his expression is flat, somehow innocent.
"But that's me. I'm the menhera girl."
The collective and harmonious "Huh?!" from those four guys in front of him, Axel is included, reverberating in the guild's locker room.
"Yeah, so I'm the menhera girlfriend. And he's the princess." He says matter-of-factly as if talking about some boring stuff like the weather or some shit and not this crazy information he just spewed, all while looking innocent and cute and not a hell spawn that he actually is.
The guys, still including Axel, just stare at him in disbelief, eyes wide and mouths agape. They can't even process what he's talking about as if he's talking in some ancient language.
Axel can see that Altare is enjoying this by the glint of mischief in his eyes, Shinri is too but he's an innocent bystander so he's in the clear.
"I'm the one who leave those marks. Do you guys want to see mine too?" He tugs at the hem of his hoodie innocently. Axel knows he definitely won't show them anything, he's just being an ass. Or will he?
"Wait, you what?" Hakka finally manages to speak. But since the shocked and the confusion is too overwhelming, he can't seem to form any thoughts in his head at all. Poor Hakka and his pretty little head.
Oh hell no. That's it. Axel finally recovers from the shock. He won't gamble on it. Fuck this boyfriend of his who might be pretty but definitely sick in the head.
"Stop giving them nightmare fuel, asshole," Axel grumbles. He steps forward, his movement is quick, he flings his arm around their leader's neck and drags Altare with him.
"Axeeeel, I'm just kidding." He tries to protests but doesn't sound like it as he can't stop laughing now. "It's a joke guys," Altare stresses.
"Or not. Whatever you guys want to believe," he then adds playfully while being dragged by the gladiator, still laughing and giggling.
"Stop talking, dickhead. You're just making them even more confused."
Still laughing, Altare yells one last time, "No no. Yeah, it really is a joke."
And they leave the locker room, with Altare's laugh can still be faintly heard, leaving the boys dumfounded and in more confusion than ever. While Shinri laughing his heart out seeing the dumb look on his guild mates.
***omake/extra***
The guys in the locker room just exchange glances as they can't even fathom of what just took place.
"Soo.. It's a joke? Is it our time to fucking laugh or something?" Bettel finally breaks the silent.
"Huh?" Hakka still looks puzzled, turns to Shinri, the only one who's laughing and just start wheezing right now. "I don't get it. Is he joking or not?"
Their leader can say some pretty weird and questionable thing sometimes and it's actually hard to say whether it's a joke or not most of the time. He definitely has a twisted sense of humor.
"It's a joke, Hakka. He said so himself." Bettel answers as Shinri is still laughing and can't even respond to Hakka's question. He is eyeing Shinri when the guy laugh even harder now, confused on what he finds so funny. Well, it is pretty funny maybe, but definitely not that funny.
Flayon turns to Shinri, the same look of confusion plastered on his face. "I thought he was serious. I mean, it kinda makes sense if they date each other or whatever. But now I just don't get it." He raises his eyebrow as he watches Shinri wheezes to death. "What's so funny, Shinri? Tell us, share the joke or something."
"You guys," Shinri finally manages to answer, he wipes the tears from the side of his eyes. "You guys are funny. I just can't."
"What the fuck, dude?" Bettel complains, still confused. "Well at least one of us gets the joke, huh."