Spitfire

Rating: ... I give up. R.

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Ashton stepped through the door, nodding to Edward across the room. "Didn't think I'd see you back in here again, weren't you too busy with your new toy to bother with me anymore?" His grin was lazy, casual.

Golden eyes glared at Fawkes. "Don't talk about him like he's some object, Ashton.. I don't care what he says I ought to kill you for fucking around with him all the time.."

The redhead shrugged, tossing his jacket on the bed and moving over to the window next to Ed. "Why don't you let him fend for himself? It's not like I'd do to him anything more than I've done to you..." Ashton threw a sidelong glance at the blonde, grinning almost too easily.

"You bastard!"

Ashton caught the fist that was directed at his face this time, shaking his head. "You need to work on your temper, Edward..."

"Maybe if you would lay off Jean I would!" Ed snapped, pulling his hand back. "Why don't you think about what the people you leer at all the time feel! You think they want you to fuck with them like that!"

Ashton sighed, shrugging his shoulders. "I can't help it if you two are just special, you know.. You're different and you know how I just can't ignore uniqueness..." He grinned again, fingertips brushing against Ed's cheek.

Ed smacked the hand away. "Don't touch me, Fawkes.. Not if you're going to keep fucking with him..." If that was what it took, he'd do it..

"What's this I hear? Is that an offer, Edward?" Ashton's grin turned feral and predatory.

The blonde swallowed hard, averting his gaze towards the door. "You leave him alone..."

Ashton was over Ed in an instant, lips right against his ear. "You know I can't do that, Ed..." he murmured, making his way towards the boy's mouth.

There was a resounding smack! as the back of Ed's hand connected solidly with Ashton's cheek. "You leave him alone, Fawkes... I won't even let you breathe on me without consequence if you don't.."

"But you know I can't let you go, either..." Ashton shook his head, rubbed his cheek, stole a kiss as he pinned Ed's hands swiftly behind his back.

Ed squirmed, turning his head to break away from the kiss. "I don't understand you, Fawkes!"

Trailing nips and licks down Ed's neck, Ashton sighed. "You wouldn't, Edward... It's not that easy..."

Managing to tear one arm free, Ed shoved Fawkes back, following up with a swift kick to the redhead's groin. "Then why don't you enlighten me, Ashton? How about you inform me as to why you have to do what you do!"

Looks like he gave you some of his fight, huh, Ed... Damn, that's worse than yesterday... Getting to his feet with the foot of the bed as his support, Ashton shook his head. "It's not something I can just put into words."

Ed crossed the space between them, kneeing Ashton hard in the gut, fingers threading into red hair and gripping painfully hard. "Either you leave him alone, or so help me I will make your life hell, Ashton. Call it a little friendly advice, stay the fuck away from him."

Forced to look up at the seething blonde, Ashton simply grinned. "That's a bit hard when we have classes together, Edward."

"You make me sick.." Ed let go of Ashton's hair, making a quick exit and slamming the door behind him.

Running his fingers through his hair, Ashton shook his head. Climbing up onto the bed, he sprawled out comfortably, chuckling to himself. "This is going to be a long year... Sorry Ed, but I can't, and I won't..."

Out on the balcony he had hid on that first night, Ed combed his fingers through his ponytail, leaning against the railing. Dammit... He won't let up... He tossed a small rock, watching it skip across the sidewalk. I'm going to protect you, Jean... Don't be mad at me for it, I just can't stand the thought of something happening to you...