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"If you hate it so much, cut it off." Id growled and sat down on a stool. the both of them were alone in the gunroom, since Masion stayed in the capital to keep an eye on thing.
"Not a chance, I'll just have someone loosen in when we get back." Bart then walked over to the bar and behind the counter to get himself a strong drink. He poured the wiskey into a glass and slammed it back, felling it burn in his throat. Slamming the glass down, Bart looked Id right in the eyes. "Let's set some rules, right now! You are not to leave Fatima Castle at any time without me, Sigurd, or someone I trust to keep you in line."
"Hmph! Whatever!"
"I'M SERIOUS! Try me Id!" Bart growled, "I'm on the outs with alot of people for saving your ass!"
"Nobody asked you too!"
"Well, I DID! So shut up! And would it kill you to show some gratitude!?!" Bart yelled. Id just smerked and a flash of cold hit his face, for Bart threw the rest of the content of his glass in Id's face. Id gasped and wiped the alcohol from his face. Growling, Id stood up and got in Bart's face. "Don't you dare give me an attitude Id! I have my own, now SIT DOWN!" Id just stood there, hissing though his teeth. "Sit down or I will make you!" Slowly, Id sat down in his seat.
"What the hell do you want from me?"
"To behave! Another rule, though I shouldn't even say it, you till not attack anyone that was with us durring the Deus war. That means, no using Citan as your personal punching bag."
"Is that it?"
"Pretty much. If you think something you want to do is wrong, well then, don't do it." Bart then walked away from the Bar and headed torward the door, when Id stopped him.
"Why did you save me?" When Bart didn't answer, Id smerked and hissed out, "Don't expect me to be a replacement for Fei, Brat!" At the remark, Bart spinned on his heel to face Id.
"Fuck you!" And with that, Bart left.
"Bart.." No answer, "Bart..." Still no answer. Id, being the kinda person who loved to screw with people, leaned over the sleeping form of the prince. Bart promply shreeked and slapped his hand over his neck, for Id decided to lick the back of Bart's neck with his long tongue. "I want to go into the city.." Id said simply, "I'm sick of being couped up in this place. Sigurd won't take me."
"Tough shit, I'm sleeping..." Bart spat and covered his pillow over his head. Id growled at this, he wasn't used to being ignored and he wanted attention, NOW!
"Brat, I want to go into the fucking city."
"Go to hell!" Bart shouted and wrapped the blankets around his body.
"Listen, you spoiled brat, I want to go fucking out!"
"One more time Id and I'll shock you!" Id winced at the threat and decided to try a different aproach to entertainmet. Reaching underneath Bart's laying form, Id slipped his hand under the waistband of Bart's shorts and wrapped it around the prince's member, which caused a gasp to escape from Bart.
"Please..take me out? I'm asking..really...nice..." He hissed as his hand moved up and down Bart, who moaned silently. "Please....?"
"Uhhhh.." Was Bart's reply as he kneled up on all fours in order to give Id more access, which Id used to his advantage to lean over the blond and hiss in his ear.
"If I do this for you, will you take me out into city?" Bart nodded weakly, only to turned over swiftly onto his back and Id's hand was replaced by the red-head's mouth. Bart cried out and dug this fingures into Id's wild tresses and he thrusted up to meet him with urgency. It had been so long since he had this done to him, and sadly, it sparked memories of Fei, of that one night.. But, all thoughts of Fei soon faded as Id coninued to suck on Bart member while the blond writhed on the bed in extacy. Id had an extremly long tongue and that only caused more pleasure and torment for his partner, who continued to try and get Id to deep throat him. Id agreed to the request, shoving the throbbing manhood deep into this throat. Though he won't admit it, it was difficult to do so and Bart wasn't making it much better thrusting into his mouth. All thoughts were soon lost as hot heat overtook him and Bart shouted out his release, while Id swallowed greedly. Finally, the blond colapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily. He was trying to gather his misplaced thoughts when clothes were thrown at his face and chest. Bart grabbed them and sat up, only to see Id standing by the door impatiently.
"You said you'd take me into the city, now get dressed. I want to get out of here as soon as possible."