Private Finished There's a Fine Line Between Love and Hate

Alaude was patient enough to listen, and he managed to keep his face blank. He sighed. Lochlann told him that he was treating Addy like a child, and he couldn't deny it. He knew he was overprotective and meddlesome. He had his reasons. Lochlann can hate it all he wanted, but Alaude wasn't going to give up his attitude towards his sister.

It wasn't just because of Seth. It was because of many other things, things that even Addy might not completely know, things that Lochlann didn't have to know.

Alaude sighed and clicked his tongue when Lochlann decided to continue his nonsensical teasing. The blank expression quickly faded to reveal his frown once more. "Because I know there's nothing. Until when are you going to keep this up?" Suddenly, Alaude grabbed Lochlann on his head, pulling him closer, and showed him his teeth. If anything was coating them and the rest of his mouth, it was the faint smell of alcohol. "Are you really seeing something? Where? Where? Or are you just trying to gobble up another mouth, you disgusting little shit."

The idea that last came out of Alaude's lips was enough to make him shiver and hurl and surely Lochlann shared this feeling, but Alaude was just too pissed and he wanted to be in this brat's face however he can-- almost quite literally for this instance.

"Hah! You w--"

In one dizzying motion, Alaude suddenly found himself hanging on his back, only Lochlann's hand supporting his weight from completely tipping over and falling off the ground. The older man's first instinct was to grab the other by the collar, so they'd go down together if ever one did.

Alaude's skin was crawling with disgust knowing well what they must have looked like in this position, but Lochlann always managed to make him unreasonable and petty, and the brat's immaturity was just too contagious and they were so close Alaude was breathing all the immaturity in. There was also the hunger and the minor hangover that hasn't passed, that made him easier to tick off. They were so close, and Alaude glared into Lochlann's eyes.

"You'll be surprised at how good a kisser I am. I can kiss you anywhere and drive you crazy," he said quietly, though his jaws were clenched and the way he spoke was not gentle at all. He tugged at Lochlann's collar and leaned forward, as if to kiss him, but Alaude was too disgusted to actually do it. Besides, they were doing this out of spite. Why the fuck should they kiss?


They probably didn't know, but Addy was behind the shop's door, peeking through the glass, watching everything unfold.

Alaude growled, showing his teeth. If his ass and face were similar, then he would have the finest ass in the world ever-- that's what he told himself and that's what he would've responded with against Lochlann-- but things happened too fast and more than hate and disgust, Alaude felt confusion and vulnerability the most.

Lochlann went for it.

Alaude made a panicked noise as his mouth was taken. He tried a few times to push the brat away, but Lochlann's lips and mouth and tongue had its way of capturing him, and Alaude found himself unable to get out of the situation. It's not like he liked this. If he had something in his stomach, he might end up puking. Just because his face flushed and everything was hot, didn't mean he liked it.

But if they couldn't fight some other way, Alaude was willing to make this a competition, a battle, and he wanted Lochlann to know he wasn't the only one who could make another man's body heat up and tremble.

While one of Alaude's hands still gripped on Lochlann's collar, the other snaked around Lochlann's shoulders and pulled him closer, much closer, until their bodies almost became glued together and Alaude leaned forward more, making a counter attack by invading his mouth and hitting him in vulnerable spots with the tongue.

The bite sent a weird electric shock down Alaude's spine. It felt weird-- disgustingly good. When Lochlann yanked his hair back, Alaude immediately gasped and panted for air. He glared. His face was bright red, but only because not being able to breathe that long was exhausting.

"No fucking way," Alaude said, pulling his head away from Lochlann's grasp to turn and lock eyes once more. He whispered, his breath brushing over Lochlann's lips, "But I bet you did."

He bet Lochlann did, because... was he feeling something down there? Whose, exactly?


Fortunately, Addy had been quick to cover her mouth to suppress the possibly loudest gasp she might have ended up making. She's gotten quite jealous of her brother, getting all that action, but at the same time she was weirded out, and she was also disgusted, and she also wanted to burst into hard laughter. Most of all, she wanted to see where all this led and how it would end.

Both of them were hard, Alaude realized, and that realization made Alaude blush even more. Lochlann was good at this. Alaude still refused to lose, but if they kept this up it's going to be...

'Fuck you,' Lochlann had said. Yes, that. It meant one of two things, but Alaude wasn't going to take it either way. Surely, Lochlann wouldn't either. Alaude pulled Lochlann's head and whispered to his ear, "You want to do me in public, you brat? How filthy." It was to taunt Lochlann a bit, and Alaude hoped to see some reaction. He pushed Lochlann away, finally, and gave him an expression of mixed glare and smirk. "What would my sister say if she finds out?"


Well, she'd be holding back her squeal and laughter, and hide and make sure she wasn't going to be seen-- just like what she was doing now. She couldn't exactly hear them from where she was, but she didn't need to. In fact, not hearing what they really said gave room for her to fantasize about more amusing situations.

Unfortunately for the two men, Addy was quite open-minded about relationships between men. She liked being a spectator for fun.

The effects of their contact soon faded thank god and Alaude was left with his feelings of pure disgust and hatred for Lochlann, especially when the latter said all those things about doing it in public. Alaude didn't know if he was angry or horrified. But when Lochlann asked that about Addy, Alaude found his answer.

He was still angry.

"That was rhetorical. I can't believe you're saying you don't know." After all, seeing someone you love do it with someone else, whoever they were, usually caused overflowing jealousy and anger. Alaude knew his sister enough to know she'd react that way, if it really happened. Lochlann should, too, and the fact that he didn't made him seem like the dirtiest person in Alaude's eyes.

"If you're like this, you don't deserve my sister."

Alaude turned around, willing to leave it at that, and even waved his hand to tell Lochlann to leave. But then he caught sight of some movement behind the glass of the shop's door and...

He felt his face go pale. And he abruptly turned around to share his finding.

"I think she was watching."