Some hours later, Farfarello was laying, sprawled, and on the couch and
watching the images of red flash across the TV screen with detached
interest. He slowly stroked the dagger in his left hand with his fingers
and narrowed his eyes at the screen with intensity as it showed the mangled
body of the girl.
Schuldig leaned against the doorframe of the kitchen and eyed Farfarello then stopped his gaze at the dagger." What are you watching?"He murmured, watching Farfarello's slender pale fingers slowly trail down the silver glintering dagger.
The Irishman didn't answer but snickered as it turned to the shocked boy's expression as he looked disgusted and horrified.
Schuldig rolled his eyes and sat on the back of the couch, squinting at the TV screen.
"Cabin Fever."Came a soft voice from below him.
Schuldig blinked from the bloody scene."Eh?"
"Cabin Fever.that's what the movie is.."
"ohhh.."The German nodded slowly with raised brows down at Farfarello who still looked blank expressioned. Slowly, he made his two fingers 'walk' over the top of the couch and into Farfarello's spiky silver hair.
Swatting feebly at the hand, Farfarello frowned a little. Schuldig rolled his eyes again as a scream broke out from the movie and Farfarello's eyes twinkled a little. He 'fell' onto Farfarello, resting his head back into the hollow between the Irishman's shoulder and neck.
The bloodthirsty Berserker didn't seemingly react but let his hands slide up Schuldig's waist to wrap protectively around his stomach as he continued watching the movie. Smirking, Schuldig nestled his head back further against Farf's neck.
As a gunshot echoed and another scream sounded, Farfarello stretched one of his legs in anticipation, sliding his foot down Schuldig's.
Mentally, the German was swearing and growling. -Is he Aware that he is teasing the fucking hell out of me?!-
Another gunshot, another scream. Farfarello moved his hips slightly, unknowingly grinding a little against Schuldig.
-Goddamn, I wish I could read his mind.if he wasn't so fucking psycho.. -(O.oooohh yesh, me am enjoying this. BWAHAHAHHAHAHA.-.-I sound like a pervert.dear god..*Makes sign of cross, then ducks one of Farfarello's daggers with shifty eyes*)
Groaning, the tortured assassin moved his hips and arched a little to put pressure on Farfarello's groin.
"Aye?"Farfarello blinked out of the movie and twisted his head to the left to stare at the grinning Schuldig.
Schuldig nipped his ear and then licked the bite marks. "Who's teasing who now?"
Farfarello unceremoniously shoved him off, and Schuldig landed on the carpet below with a loud THUD.
"Oooowww"Schuldig moaned, sniffing and sitting up to rub his sore butt.
Farfarello raised an eyebrow as Schuldig crawled out of the room, muttering darkly. He smiled to himself, knowing perfectly well what he had been doing while watching the movie, and leaned over a little to pick his precious dagger up from the floor.
Schuldig leaned against the doorframe of the kitchen and eyed Farfarello then stopped his gaze at the dagger." What are you watching?"He murmured, watching Farfarello's slender pale fingers slowly trail down the silver glintering dagger.
The Irishman didn't answer but snickered as it turned to the shocked boy's expression as he looked disgusted and horrified.
Schuldig rolled his eyes and sat on the back of the couch, squinting at the TV screen.
"Cabin Fever."Came a soft voice from below him.
Schuldig blinked from the bloody scene."Eh?"
"Cabin Fever.that's what the movie is.."
"ohhh.."The German nodded slowly with raised brows down at Farfarello who still looked blank expressioned. Slowly, he made his two fingers 'walk' over the top of the couch and into Farfarello's spiky silver hair.
Swatting feebly at the hand, Farfarello frowned a little. Schuldig rolled his eyes again as a scream broke out from the movie and Farfarello's eyes twinkled a little. He 'fell' onto Farfarello, resting his head back into the hollow between the Irishman's shoulder and neck.
The bloodthirsty Berserker didn't seemingly react but let his hands slide up Schuldig's waist to wrap protectively around his stomach as he continued watching the movie. Smirking, Schuldig nestled his head back further against Farf's neck.
As a gunshot echoed and another scream sounded, Farfarello stretched one of his legs in anticipation, sliding his foot down Schuldig's.
Mentally, the German was swearing and growling. -Is he Aware that he is teasing the fucking hell out of me?!-
Another gunshot, another scream. Farfarello moved his hips slightly, unknowingly grinding a little against Schuldig.
-Goddamn, I wish I could read his mind.if he wasn't so fucking psycho.. -(O.oooohh yesh, me am enjoying this. BWAHAHAHHAHAHA.-.-I sound like a pervert.dear god..*Makes sign of cross, then ducks one of Farfarello's daggers with shifty eyes*)
Groaning, the tortured assassin moved his hips and arched a little to put pressure on Farfarello's groin.
"Aye?"Farfarello blinked out of the movie and twisted his head to the left to stare at the grinning Schuldig.
Schuldig nipped his ear and then licked the bite marks. "Who's teasing who now?"
Farfarello unceremoniously shoved him off, and Schuldig landed on the carpet below with a loud THUD.
"Oooowww"Schuldig moaned, sniffing and sitting up to rub his sore butt.
Farfarello raised an eyebrow as Schuldig crawled out of the room, muttering darkly. He smiled to himself, knowing perfectly well what he had been doing while watching the movie, and leaned over a little to pick his precious dagger up from the floor.