Smokey Air [Corvus]

[Kristopher Roberts]

Birds sang happily in a near by tree outside in the garden. The warm breeze made the weather conditions perfect without a cloud in the sky, giving the land of Wonderland a lovely 90 degree weather. Something Kristopher Roberts could appericate.

The said blond boy was sitting outside on the steps of the Palace that lead towards the garden. But he did not go near the living garden for his own fears of plants that came about from losing an eye. So he sat on the steps, viewing the wonderful plants from afar.

He was dressed for the weather, he wore a thin white cotton shirt that rested on his shoulders, barely staying, the sleeves where short cut. Allowing his fading and some bright tattoos to be seens in the sunlight. But as normal, he simply wore his ripped to hell jeans and leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees. The boy raised a hand and ruffled his newly cut locks. He took a few inches off, so his curls rested against his neck and below his ears at least two inches. There was no way to get rid of his curls so he figured he would live with them.

But there was one thing off about the boy, other then his dark eye patch covering his ruined eye. Between his pale lips rested a white cigarette, half way burnt away. When he started smoking was never questioned. He had done it in the past and so picking up a smoke every so often wasn't a big deal and no one really paid attention to it. Augusta would if he knew, but where did he find such a thing to smoke?

Simple, he raided Crovus room and took two stick for his own use. A way to relief stress. It was better then drinking, that was for sure.

Holding the stick between two fingers, he tilted his head back and allowed the smoke to escape between his lips.

[Corvus "Raven" Hunter]

Hot weather always bothered Cor, if only because he liked wearing his old-fashioned, made-for-cold-weather outfits. Now, in the heat of a spring heatwave, Cor had his jacket shead and his hair up in a half-assed ponytail. He wore a traditional chinese-cut shirt and black dress pants, and his signature top hat sat tipped on the top of his messy locks. His red, deep eyes had an irritated look to them. Why? Because his cigarettes had gone missing. And only one person ever snuck into his room.

Rounding a dew-covered tree, Corvus had his suspitions confirmed. There was the one and only Kris, looking as adorable as ever. The Boogie pushed back a uncalled for blush. When the hell did he go from 'cute in a blond way' to 'cute in an illegal way'...??

In a few sort steps he'd reached the little theif. The older man took care to be hidden in the boy's blind spot (aka eye-patch), then whispered right in his ear.

"Kristopher Allen Roberts...is that mine?" He spoke in a deep, husky voice, catching a piece of pretty silk curls in his long fingers. If that didn't scare the boy, or make his head explode, then nothing would.

[Kristopher Roberts]

God, it was such a nice day. Finally, weather he could go out in and not have to worry about getting sick. Heat stroke maybe, but that was about all he had to worry about. So, he closed his eye and brought the stick back, leaving his head tilted.

However, he paused in the motions of inhaling the smoke as he felt a hand in his hair. Green eye(s) suddenly opened wide in shock and a sudden fear. "Kristopher Allen Roberts...is that mine?" Startled by those words and the way the voice sounded, Kristopher leaned to the left and hopefully out of the persons reach. He turned his head fully, cigarette balanced on the center of his lower lip.

There stood an annoyed Corvus, looking at him. Oops, looks like he got caught stealing again from Cor's stash. Nothing new, he used to take them all the time when he was younger. "Good god!" The blond said, eyes wide and hand on his chest. Corvus seriously scared him, but seeing it was just him kristopher returned to his position he was once in. "And nope, I found these." He lied out of his ass but knowing Corvus...

Oh well, he could deal with two missing smokes. Kristopher needed them. "They where sitting ideal in an empty room." He smirked lightly.

[Corvus "Raven" Hunter]

Mission "scare the uke for stealing my shit"...success.

Corvus grinned darkly at his robber's reaction, pulling back his hand as Kris jumped back and stared at him. But, oh, those lies the boy was telling were just begging for punishment. Cor moved his hand to rest under Kris's chin, tilting his head up slightly. "Sorry. Did I scare you?" he mused, pursing his lower lip. "And you found them? They look awful familiar. If I may..." With that, the amber-eyed man swipped upwards, knocking the cigarette from Kris's lips. He caught it between two fingers.

Taking a short drag from the white death-stick, Cor breathed out a lungful of dark smoke into the human's face. He gave the shorter boy a wicked smirk. The smoke was special: it turned purple when a Boogie smoked it. only Corvus used them, so, again, suspicion proved. "Huh. An empty room. So you didn't steal these from my room...?" Corvus waved the cigarette above the blond, just inches from his nose.

"Do I have to turn you in for a B&E? Hm, my little loli?"

[Kristopher Roberts]

"Sorry. Did I scare you?"

Kristopher gave him a look for that, Corvus knew damn well he startled the boy by coming up on his blind side and that was rather mean. But, Kris wasn't going to say a thing about it. Making a face, he pulled his chin back and puffed on the stick.

"And you found them? They look awful familiar. If I may..."

"How about, No. Hey! I said---" Oh dear, there went his stick and there goes Corvus smoking it. Kristopher lowered his head into his hand and glared at the pretty boogie. Gees, he so got caught, he knew it as soon as the purple smoke came from those sweet lips. The blond nibbled on his own lip for a moment.

"Huh. An empty room. So you didn't steal these from my room...?
Do I have to turn you in for a B&E? Hm, my little loli?"

Kristopher rolled his head and titled it again, looking up at the boogie above him. "Oh come one, it's not like I haven't done it before...and they where left alone...on the table just begging for mouth to hold them." Then, the blond blushed briefly and averted his eye at being called a loli. "And I'm not a loli...and you wouldn't turn me in anyways." His green eye then looked back at Corvus and the stick that was inches from his nose.

Reaching out, he tried to take it back. "Come on, give it to me..."

[Corvus "Raven" Hunter]

The look on Kristopher's face was absolutley adorable. He was caught redhanded...or purple-handed, as it were. Corvus kicked off his inner-fanboy at the way he bit at his lip, his big green eye showing with guilt. Wonder what other emotions I can make him feel. After the fanboy went the seme, and Cor kept back another vibrant blush. He needed to stop fawning over Kris like this...it wasn't healthy.

So is smoking. Will I ever quit? Nooooooo.

Cor rolled his eyes. "Multiple offenses. You aren't helping yourself, loli-pop." He inched the cigarette just out of Kris's grip as he reached for it. "Uh-uh uh...I want an apology. Something like 'Oh, Master Corvus, I apologize for stealing you stuff and being a greedy little asspirate. Please forgive me'." Corvus, of course, said this with the most accurate Kris-impression he could muster. It was pretty easy, since it was also his 'girly voice' impression. They sounded enough alike.

Putting the cigarette back to his own lips, the Boogie snickered. "Maybe I'll give it back, maybe I won't. And if I don't...well, come and get it."

...why does that sound so dirty...?

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristophers brow twitched and he narrowed his eyes, "Im not a Loli-pop! Im not a loli boy damnit!" The boy stood then and put his hands on his hips, looking up at Cor with much defiance as he went on and he couldn't help but blush at the term "asspirate" that was so uncalled for just because he wasnt man enough for the top.

"And Im not an asspirate you...you....ass-stalker!" He returned and pressed forward, leaving no space between the two and then jumped to try and get the stick back and failed. Cor was so much taller then him. "Now gimme it back and I wont apologize for taking it, i never have and never will. NOW GIMMIE! JERK!" Kristopher put a hand on Corvus chest and once again jumped for the stick.

Blushing as he did so...how in the world could Cor say such things and keep a straight face whiel Kris was dying inside. Dirty old Boogie. "And stop being dirty, you old fart! Ack! And I dont sound like a girl either! I'm a boy!"

Jumping so wasnt working.

[Corvus "Raven" Hunter]

Daw. He's trying to be tough. How adorable~

Corvus chuckled at Krissy's little hands-on-hip action. His little human was probably the cutest thing on the planet, and when he tried to act defiant, it only added to the Boogie's obsession. The taller boy moved back slightly as Kris jumped, tilting his head up to keep the cigarette even farther from his reach. His grin had a criminal glint to it. "Ass-stalker? Have you run out of names Krissy-kou? I thought I taught you better."

Taking the cigarette out of his mouth, Corvus moved to give kris the death-stick. Then, with lighting fast reaction time, the taller man caught Kris mid-jump in his free arm. Cor held the blond right against his chest, smirking darkly. The cigarette was between his thumb and forfinger, just out of Kristopher's reach. "No apology? You're not very fair, loli-pop." Amber eyes glowed sinisterly. "Do I have to punish you for stealing?"

He laughed softly, pulling Kris a little closer. "And I know you're a boy. But you're a very cute boy."

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher frowned and still made a go for the stick but was terribly failing at it. "I didn't run out of names." He grunted as he made another go. 5'8 boy versus a 6' something boogie so wasn't working at all. He would have to think how to better get the stick but nothing was coming to mind. So when Corvus caught him in mid jump it took the blond by surprise.

Letting out a startled cry, he looked up and glared at the older man, "Hey!" He remarked and for a change he wasn't blushing at the moment. Even though he got caught and with his hands against Corvus chest, he managed to wiggle one hand free and have another go. Failed again. Then again. His honey colored curls was getting in his eyes, obstructing his view .

However at the mention of being punished, the boy did blush, "Pssh, as if you would punish me. You never did when I took your sticks in the past and I don't think you will now. Even if I am a cute little nineteen year old." Stated the blond rather bluntly with a lop-sided frown as he placed his foot on the hip of Corvus. Perfect! Using Corvus as a stable one step ladder, he pushed himself up, giving him a few more inches, enough to actually grab Corvus hand that held the stick. "Now. Gimmie!"

[Corvus "Raven" Hunter]

Corvus laughed again at his loli boy's blush. Goodness he had a foul mind...but then again, what else did the word 'punishment' bring to mind? We're a bunch of perverts. The Boogie blinked as Kris used his hip as a stepping stone, reaching for the cigarette yet again. Didn't he take two? Why was he trying so hard to get this one? Obsssive much~

Lowering his hand into Kris's grip, the taller man leaned in and gave the blond a peck on the cheek. He grinned, amber eyes glowing, before catching the human's wrist in his hand. "Ah, but back then you weren't a cute little nineteen year old." Keyword: 'nineteen'. "Maybe I should start punishing you now? Since it's...I don't know...legal...?" Cor nipped lightly at Kris's jaw, just grazing him with his teeth. He was only teasing.

Right?

[Kristopher Roberts]

Obessive, just a little. The boy wanted to finish the smoke he had started on even if he had a second stick in his pocket. He wanted to save it for later, who knew when he would be able to snatch another stick! So why go through another so quickly just because one got stolen.

"Maybe I should start punishing you now? Since it's...I don't know...legal...?"

At frist Kristopher glared at the hand that held his wrist, however that glare slowly turned to a curious experssion as his single working eye turned towards Crovus. He watched as the older boogie nipped at his jaw, crimson slowly crawling up his features as he realized what Corvus words might mean. Slowly, as if he was like a deer about the flee the scene, he stopped fighting and held very still.

"You wouldn't really..." He said slowly, testing the waters. Corvus wouldn't really try to punish him like that. Nah, no one did but Augusta and he would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it. He would be the biggest liar in the world if he didn't say the same about Corvus. But Kristopher didn't take him seriously.

It was Corvus Hunter after all.

"Stop being a jerk, let me have at least one more puff! Before I get caught smoking by someone else." Namely, Augusta.

[Corvus "Raven" Hunter]

Corvus looked right in Kristopher’s pretty eye as he spoke, trying to tell if the Boogie was kidding or not. To be honest, Cor wasn’t completely sure himself. Yeah, he had feelings for Kris that would put a pedophile to shame, but would he really act on them? The last time (and first time) he’d kissed the blond had turned into a disaster…since they’d been seen by his fiancé. Now that had been an awkward moment. But now they were definitely alone.

How often did these opportunities present themselves?

With a low chuckle, the taller man licked his captive’s neck. “Maybe I will. Would you stop me if I did?” Corvus dipped into Kris’s head for a moment, hearing that bit about Augusta’s “punishments” and some other stuff. The Boogie resisted a sneer. That glasses-wearing brat…I saw him first. I had him first. Kris is mine.

Ignoring the blonde’s next comment, Cor lowered his hand (still holding Kris by the wrist) so it was just above the human’s head, sort of pinning him against a non-existent wall. He gave his trapped human a sly, deviant grin before leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on his pale lips. If Boogies were anymore like animals, the coal-haired man might have purred. But that would be stupid. And yet, kissing another man’s lover isn’t…?

Nah. Nothing wrong with that.

[Kristopher Roberts]

The single working green eye stared at Corvus, curious and cautious. His gaze never left him as the blond felt the warm tongue travel up his neck. The blond pressed his lips together tightly as if trying to stop himself from reacting to it. He was failing as his green eye slowly averted from the older boogie. The wrist that Corvus held did not move nor try to pull away from Corvus's hold.

Kristopher opened his mouth to speak then, "Corvus, you shouldn't be doing that..." He avoided the question all together that Corvus asked. Kristopher wasn't sure if he would be able to stop the boogie and if he did, who knew if Corvus would listen to him. "Really shouldn't..."

The shifting of his wrist being lowered caught his attention and his vision returned to Corvus, looking him once again straight in the eye. Corvus was closing the space between them now, "Corvus, let me go." He state with a stern voice that was fluttering as he saw the sly and deviant grin the man was giving him. God, Cor was going to get him into trouble.

However, the blond pulled back a moment to try and stop the kiss. But once the other was attached in a soft kiss, Kristopher did not pull away and he couldn't help but return the affection. Afterall, Corvus was his crush, really his first love probably. So this was somewhat a dream to him, but he had to remember that Corvus had to be second, Augusta was frist. Augusta came and captured his heart, loved him, took care of him...even if they had their fights. The blond loved him dearly just like Kris loved Corvus.

When the kiss ended, Kristopher was red in the face still and said softly, "I'm with Augusta, Corvus...you shouldn't be kissing me..." Or him kissing Cor. The blond pressed his lips together, however shocked that Corvus actually was going through on this threat of punishing the blond, but in a different way then Kris thought.

Pleasurable, but wrong.

[Corvus "Raven" Hunter]

Corvus was excellent at ignoring people, especially when they were protesting something he was doing. Normally though, he would have stopped out of respect for Kris, but he was a bit more interested in holding the human then listening to him. Breaking the kiss, the Boogie smiled softly and released Kris’s wrist. He wrapped one arm around the boy’s waist; the other pressed him closer so the blond was furrowed into his chest. As soon as Kris couldn’t see his own face, Cor scowled.

“I know, I know. You have a boyfriend-slash-fiancé. Point taken.” Cor’s blood-red eyes narrowed, his voice dripping with ice and acid. He didn’t like being jealous of someone, much less a human. And yet, there was a sick thrill he got in loathing the object of his beloved’s affection. Why does Kris even like that prat? He’s cocky, condescending, and he’s not even that good looking! (A/N: LIAR!!) Why does my Kris want him? What…

“What does he have that I don’t?”

The man flinched, realizing he’d just said that out loud. For someone whose very talent rested in the secret thoughts of others, Corvus sure did a crappy job of keeping his own feelings to himself. The blush he’d been holding back finally broke Cor’s barrier, and the Boogie shoved Kris away, immediately pulling down his top hat to cover his face. God, I hate this! I’m so stupid!

…oh shit, please don’t answer. Please please please…

[Kristopher Roberts]

“I know, I know. You have a boyfriend-slash-fiancé. Point taken.”

Great, was it just him or was everyone a bit pissy lately? Espeically Augusta and Corvus. Geez, what was he supposed to do now and being held against the tall boogie. Kristopher took a breath in and let it out in a slow and long sigh. He wasn't really sure how to handle this situation let alone talk about it.

So he stood there, feet on the ground finally, and let Corvus hold on to him, the blonds fingers barely resting on Cor's sides now that he had his hand(s) back. The of course, Corvus had to ask the one question that made Kristopher want to slam his head into the nearest brick wall. Which was about two feet away.

“What does he have that I don’t?”

Stumbling back from the shove, Kristopher caught his balance quickly and looked up at the hat covered face of Corvus. "Good God..." He thought to himself. "...I think I like the kissing better then the awkward questions. I don't have to think so much then...ugh..."

Lucky for Cor, Kristopher did not answer, he pretended not to hear the dark haired male say that to him. Lifting a hand, he fixed his blond locks and then went to the wall and leaned against it, foot bracing him, that is--AFTER he stole the half used cigarette back when Cor wasn't paying attention.

Putting it to his lips and taking a long drag the blond closed his working eye. "Going to pretend you didn't ask me that."