[Fight Club] Old School (Pop/Para)
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Deith grunted when Ardos held on them. He tried to flap the wings as hard as he can, hoping to shoo Ardos away, as he tried to raise his body with his arms at first, and then his knees. He didn't stop flapping his wings, hitting Ardos on the face even more.
The punching was all moot. Ardos knew how to take punches, he didn't even dodge. His nose was starting to bleed but who even cared. What Ardos did do was hold onto Deith's wings really tightly — and he spun him round and round, first slowly, and then really, really fast. At one turn, he attempted to trip him over.
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Deith felt pain the most, actually, in his wings. It was probably, no, it really was a bad idea trying to fight Ardos with it while he was pinned.
"Fuck..." he cursed under his breath, feeling some of his bones in the wings breaking, before he tripped and.... just fell to the ground.
That's it. This wasn't fun anymore.
He hid his broken wings with a waft of his purple mist. The pain lingered, but at least it was out of his way, and he could lie down on the ground with his back. His shirt was now ruined, ripped here and there and bloody. He had blood streaming down from his lips, bruises on his cheeks and jaw, but he lied down showing it off, turning his face to Ardos, even as his vision started to blur.
He shifted. And... let out a moan. One that always got to work its ways into any person's pants.
"Ardos..."
With Ardos' name.
If he wasn't going to win, might as well tease the guy. So he can continue when they see each other again.
Fortunately, at the back of his mind, he was confident that the real purpose of this fight was actually going to be attained. To scare off rule breakers. And that his battle with Ardos already started the scare. His only disappointment was that he wouldn't get to fight with Tao today in front of this audience. And to think he just lost to a drow.
Welp, he made a mistake. He underestimated Ardos. Things would've been different though, if he had the heart to kill him. But for the Fight Club, he couldn't. Ever.
"Take me, Ardos... I'm all yours."
"Fuck..." he cursed under his breath, feeling some of his bones in the wings breaking, before he tripped and.... just fell to the ground.
That's it. This wasn't fun anymore.
He hid his broken wings with a waft of his purple mist. The pain lingered, but at least it was out of his way, and he could lie down on the ground with his back. His shirt was now ruined, ripped here and there and bloody. He had blood streaming down from his lips, bruises on his cheeks and jaw, but he lied down showing it off, turning his face to Ardos, even as his vision started to blur.
He shifted. And... let out a moan. One that always got to work its ways into any person's pants.
"Ardos..."
With Ardos' name.
If he wasn't going to win, might as well tease the guy. So he can continue when they see each other again.
Fortunately, at the back of his mind, he was confident that the real purpose of this fight was actually going to be attained. To scare off rule breakers. And that his battle with Ardos already started the scare. His only disappointment was that he wouldn't get to fight with Tao today in front of this audience. And to think he just lost to a drow.
Welp, he made a mistake. He underestimated Ardos. Things would've been different though, if he had the heart to kill him. But for the Fight Club, he couldn't. Ever.
"Take me, Ardos... I'm all yours."
Ardos was ready to take on Deith when he stood up, if he stood up... but he seemed content to lie there.
That was it, then?
He inhaled loudly, relishing the feeling of the cool night air making its way into his tired lungs, and clutched his knees. Adrenaline was hard to shake off. He took off his shirt soaking with sweat and began to rip it into strips with his hand and teeth.
"Take me, Ardos... I'm all yours."
He — WHAT.
WHAT.
He felt a cold wave of pleasure climb up his spine. He shook his head, trying to ignore the heat rushing to his cheeks and the fact that Deith was very much his type, appearance-wise. He was a good sport, of course, and offered Deith a hand up.
That was it, then?
He inhaled loudly, relishing the feeling of the cool night air making its way into his tired lungs, and clutched his knees. Adrenaline was hard to shake off. He took off his shirt soaking with sweat and began to rip it into strips with his hand and teeth.
"Take me, Ardos... I'm all yours."
He — WHAT.
WHAT.
He felt a cold wave of pleasure climb up his spine. He shook his head, trying to ignore the heat rushing to his cheeks and the fact that Deith was very much his type, appearance-wise. He was a good sport, of course, and offered Deith a hand up.
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Deith took Ardos' hand and let himself fall on the drow, putting his left arm over his shoulder and his right hand on the other one. He leaned on him, breathing heavily against his ear, pressing his chest against him intentionally. "Haven't tried getting hurt this much in years..." he muttered, grinning despite his sorry state. "You're such a great experience, Ardos~" A chuckle. "Kick the boss' ass for me, will you? I'll take my rest in the corner for a bit."
Jokes and seduction done, Deith pulled away and patted Ardos' shoulder again before walking to a space out of the fighting area. He joined with the audience, but the people around him were kind enough to step away so he could sit on the ground and still get to watch what would happen now Tao's up. "G'luck, boss!" he shouted. He never called Tao "boss" before, which meant more or less that he was doing so now for teasing's sake.
Jokes and seduction done, Deith pulled away and patted Ardos' shoulder again before walking to a space out of the fighting area. He joined with the audience, but the people around him were kind enough to step away so he could sit on the ground and still get to watch what would happen now Tao's up. "G'luck, boss!" he shouted. He never called Tao "boss" before, which meant more or less that he was doing so now for teasing's sake.
Oh my god. Why was this happening to his life? Ardos closed his eyes, tried to think of other things than fucking Deith senseless (it was the adrenaline, mostly) and sighed, giving Deith a one-armed hug before looking at Tao again.
He raised a finger to tell him to hold up a moment.
He was bleeding like a goddamn faucet here. He sat on the pavement and started ripping up his shirt into long strips and used it as a makeshift bandage to stop his stomach and back from bleeding out. A surprisingly nice audience member handed him a bottled water, which Ardos finished up really fast. He crushed the bottle in his hand and threw it aside, standing up.
"All right. I'm ready."
He raised a finger to tell him to hold up a moment.
He was bleeding like a goddamn faucet here. He sat on the pavement and started ripping up his shirt into long strips and used it as a makeshift bandage to stop his stomach and back from bleeding out. A surprisingly nice audience member handed him a bottled water, which Ardos finished up really fast. He crushed the bottle in his hand and threw it aside, standing up.
"All right. I'm ready."
Tao hadn't been able to stifle a giggle at when Deith had flirted with Ardos, not because both where guys but because they where Deith and Ardos. How would he fight someone who had taken a beating like Ardos, with his zodiac power of super strength and in good health he was at the advantage. Normally Tao would not care who had the advantage and fight to the best of his ability but tonight he dies and he would rather it be painless.
Tao had watched with great interest as the two nuked it out however in a street fight there was always bound to be a winner and once a winner had been decided Tao stretched his body because he had become a bit stiff just watching.If Ardos was though enough Tao would fight him with all of his might but he couldn't have Ardos loosing.
These thoughts where o so wrong as he was used to giving it his all to not disrespect his opponent. Once Ardos told him that he was ready Tao got ready by standing in a fighting stance and circled him slowly, scanning him for actions.
Tao had watched with great interest as the two nuked it out however in a street fight there was always bound to be a winner and once a winner had been decided Tao stretched his body because he had become a bit stiff just watching.If Ardos was though enough Tao would fight him with all of his might but he couldn't have Ardos loosing.
These thoughts where o so wrong as he was used to giving it his all to not disrespect his opponent. Once Ardos told him that he was ready Tao got ready by standing in a fighting stance and circled him slowly, scanning him for actions.
Tao was pulling off an intimidation tactic, and it would've worked if Ardos gave a fuck. Unfortunately, he didn't, the last of his fucks were spilled on the pavement where his blood was cooling, so he worked on uprooting his giant sword from its part-time gig as shitty street art. Now that he gathered his strength back, he managed to pry it off and lift it with ease.
Ardos pulled up his sword and put it in a defensive position, tilting his head up at Tao as if to say bring it.
Ardos pulled up his sword and put it in a defensive position, tilting his head up at Tao as if to say bring it.
Tao was using defensive maneuver to react towards Ardos action if he would only do something, like attacking Tao. He needed to do something, even if it was a beginner mistake for him to do the first attack he wanted to die before the night became day, preferably just before sunrise for a better impact though it felt weird to think of the event where he dies.
He nodded to Ardos as if to warn him, he attempted a roundhouse kick to gouge Ardos remaining fighting capabilities. With full strength and using a technique he could easily kick of Ardos head. He needed to know how much more Ardos could handle so just that one technique and backing of to inspect the reaction would do for a starter.
He nodded to Ardos as if to warn him, he attempted a roundhouse kick to gouge Ardos remaining fighting capabilities. With full strength and using a technique he could easily kick of Ardos head. He needed to know how much more Ardos could handle so just that one technique and backing of to inspect the reaction would do for a starter.