forum "Ugh- Stop biting that god damn lip of yours already!" (OxO) (GaY-) (Closed; feel free to stalk.)

Started October 08, 2020 by @lxvender_darling language

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Mason huffed. "oW-" He kicked him in the g r o i n, snickering before getting up. "We both know I win the fights." He laughed.
But that did hurt… He thought, rubbing his cheek and whining.

Connor groaned and tried to maintain his balance. "Yeah yeah, whatever jerk-" he replied, soon falling against a wall and still groaning, just a little louder now.

Mason had that smug grin on his face. "Aw- Did I hurt the baby~?" He cooed, snickering.

"don't think i won't stab you in the fucking peeper you little motherfucker-" Connor yelled, now glaring at Mason. He was VERY tempted to follow through with his threat, but he probably wouldn't either way-

Mason huffed, glaring at him. "Yeah, yeah, I love you too-" He growled, crossing his arms with a smirk. He was not a softie, whatsoever. He was a little prick- but preferred to be called a bitch.

Connor sprawled himself across the floor, trying to let the pain from that god-forsaken kick to the groin wear off on it's own. "Ughhh…" he continued groaning in pain.

Mason grinned, before sitting on his leghinges, looking down at him, with a glint in his peeper. "So- I assume I won?" He smirked.

"Sure, I… ugHhh… guess…" he replied, groaning in the middle of the sentence. Once the pain went away (kind of), he got up and threw himself onto the couch.

Mason snickered, and ruffled his hair. "Good, p e t -" He held in a laugh as he walked to the kitchen.

Connor's face turned bright pink and he snarled. "I'm not your fucking pet you goddamn flat yellow bent fruit- If anything, you'd- Actually… Nevermind that." He began, but cut himself off. He thought about what he was planning on saying and realized how embarrassing it would have been if he'd said that out loud-

"Aw- You can't change my opinion, doll~" He purred, smirking.

Connor got off the couch and threw himself back onto the floor, screaming into the ground.

Mason just paused. "I- You good?" He asked, snickering. He sat next to him, curious of what was right.

"No. and you haven't been too helpful either." Connor answered, then went back to screaming.

Mason huffed, smacking his rear softly. "Oh, stop- Your such a b o t t o m -" He snorted. "More than I am, and that's saying something."

"but honestly, do you really want me to start acting like a top? because i can and i probably will-" Connor answered, lifting his head off of the ground.

Mason paused. "I mean, yeah-" He admits.

"Okay then. Fine." he said, standing up. His expression suddenly changed- he didn't look so hungover now. Now, he looked like he was about to bite somebody– that somebody most likely being Mason.

Mason paused. I did not think this through… He thought, standing up and looking up at him, bumfuzzled, but snickered a bit- nervously, this time-

Connor heard the snicker and immediately gave Mason this,,, kind of creepy glare. "Something laffy taffy?" he asked, his voice raising a bit.

Mason paused. "Just the sudden change, is all- _{fucking Bakugou…" He muttered the last part to himself, now holding in a laugh.}

Connor huffed crossed his arms, still glaring at Mason, watching his every mood, waiting to find an excuse to go full on dom mode.

(man connor's really doing this isn't he holy shit)

Mason glared back at him, _{slightly mcoking him, sticking his tongue out and leaning a bit toward him. "BlEh-"}

Connor suddenly and swiftly raised his hand, slapping Mason across the face with the same speed, using as much force as he possibly could.

(yep i was right connor really is doing this wtf)

(;w; o w -)
Mason paused. "What the heck was that for?!" He asked, his ears lowered a bit at the sudden hit. "Dick-" He muttered, rubbing his cheek, as he hissed.
Ugh- Okay- Now he's just being a dick- If he wants to be one, then he can be one. I'll just be a bitch- He thought, growling and muttering something to himself.

(yeah connor wtf dude)

Connor now had this fucking smirk on his face, and heck, he even licked his lips a little. "Hmm…" he muttered, examining Mason from top to bottom.

(lmao- im holding in a laugh- this h u r t s -)
Mason glared at him.
"What?" He huffed, glaring at him. Okay- Mood swings- Keep that in mind, Mason.