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Who: A graduating idol, others
Where: A pier
When: 121 Dawn

[ At the Tokyo seashore, dawn comes and paints the sky bright and the water red. A boat has docked there, just for the graduation ceremony. The deck is laid out with tables laden with seafood, one table with a fancy black tablecloth and a ☆ centered on the fabric. A crown sits at the table for the graduating girl, inlaid with red jewels.

A banner above the gangplank onto the boat reads CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR GRADUATION. ]

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The only thing I expect from you is to be fucked up about Red leaving. You and I both know that's why I'm here.

[ grits his teeth ]

Of course I am!! There's not a single thing that isn't completely fucked up right now! But so what?! That doesn't mean you have to put up with this!

Don't tell me what I should or should be doing! I'll do whatever the fuck I want!

[And he reaches out to grip Man Eater by the collar by his free hand and tug him closer]

[ he growls, but seeing as both of his hands are currently occupied, he doesn't do anything to prevent Intensity from doing that. ]

[Good.

Then he's yanking Man Eater closer by his collar]

The others don't get it, do they? They weren't around when you woke up! They didn't see your unit dwindle down to two people! They don't remember the original ZRAEL!

[ ...

he flinches almost as if Intensity just hit him physically, and his grip tightens, unconsciously and a bit painfully. ]

They don't understand anything. Obviously! How could they?! When we lost people all the time, when we didn't have any allies, when it was just three of us against everyone else here, our history with Avante, our history with you—they weren't here for any of it!!

[The grinding of something is his wrist draws a wince from Intensity. But he doesn't stop.

Anger is a powerful drug]

But I remember. I remember Red in her prime. I remember the Lives. The bay. The House. All of it.

Red may be gone, and Angel may never speak of those days, but---

[He laughs, not at all sane:]

I remember. And I'm still here. So don't you dare shut me out. Don't you dare group me in with the rest of them.

I won't let you.

[ the small shiver that runs over him is detectable, from the hand gripping Intensity's wrist and the one pushing him against the wall, but he leans in closer, bringing their faces just centimeters apart. ]

Ahhhh? Gyahaha. What was it you just said? I'll do whatever the fuck I want! Gyahahahaha!

What are you going to do about it?!

[ it's more a kneejerk, automatic response than anything, manic, like now that the ball is rolling all he can do is escalate. ]

[He hikes one leg around the back of Man☆Eater's knee, pulling him as flush as he can against him.

And then he closes those last few centimeters to kiss him.

All tongue and teeth and bite]

[ Man☆Eater doesn't resist that—to the contrary, he pins Intensity's wrist firmly against the wall and returns the kiss with every bit as much aggression and more, biting down on his lower lip hard enough to draw blood for sure. ]

[He gasps softly in Man☆Eater's mouth as the grip on his wrist tightens again. He tastes blood (his blood) on the tip of his tongue and he doesn't care. Just couldn't give less of a fuck as he tries to coax Man☆Eater deeper, heel digging sharply into the back of his knee]

[ his knee bends slightly to the sharp pressure on reflex, but Man☆Eater himself is too preoccupied to even register that, and doesn't seem to need extra coaxing in any case. he takes advantage of Intensity's gasp to push even further into his mouth, pressing flush up against him in a completely devouring and relentless kiss and tasting the blood off his tongue and lips. ]

[Laughter starts low and deep in his throat as he reciprocates--- well, perhaps acquiesces is a better word since Man☆Eater is definitely in control of this kiss.

He's soon kissed breathless, shifting against him. He lets go of his collar - though his arm is practically trapped between them at this point. He barely has enough movement to roll his wrist enough to stroke Man☆Eater's neck]

[ he doesn't let up, even at the point Intensity clearly needs air. but he makes a low rumble in his throat when Intensity's fingers brush over his neck, tilting his chin up just a bit, and at some point or another he seems to have dropped the hand he had pinned. ]

[His gasps become a little more frequent, a little more shallow. But if that fuzzy lightheaded feeling bothers him, he doesn't show it. He's too enthralled with the taste and the touch and the violence---

When Man☆Eater lets go of his wrist, he only moves it to dig his fingers harshly into Man☆Eater's hair]

[ he makes a sound that's a mix of a sharp laugh and a hiss when Intensity grips a hand tightly his hair, but it hardly distracts him from his onslaught on Intensity's mouth. he only—eventually—pauses long enough to mumble into his ear: ]

You better not pass out.

[Breathily, since he doesn't have the air to make this sound as vicious as he wants to]

As. if.

[A sharp tug to his hair]

Don't you dare go easy on me.

It wasn't a concern—it was a threat.

[ he growls at the tug, then nips at Intensity's earlobe in retaliation. ]

And I could say the same to you.

Ha! So what happens if I---

[Oh.

Oh.

That gets a full body shiver to go through him.

He yanks Man☆Eater's hair back hard so he can lean in for another bruising kiss]

[ he gets right back to kissing as soon as Intensity yanks him back in, every bit as violent and aggressive and overwhelming as before. and this time he doesn't plan on being the one to break the kiss. ]

[He's already breathless, but fuck does he want this.

The biting. The bruising. The slide of Man☆Eater's canines against his tongue. His mouth.

And that glorious adrenaline rush of greedily gasping for air that isn't there. That wonderful glorious high.

He does pull back when his lungs start to burn, limbs shaking. Good thing Man☆Eater is so graciously supporting some of his weight.]

[ after Intensity finally pulls back, Man☆Eater watches him uncertainly, like he doesn't know what to do or say now, as if his mind is starting to catch up to what just happened only now as he's catching his breath.

but after a couple moments of that hesitating stare, his eyes narrow and he smirks. ]

You look good like that.

Fuck off. Is that all you have to say?

[He laughs though, breathless as he is. And his fingers twitch against Man☆Eater as he considers attempting to turn the tables on him. But that idea is ultimately discarded considering how jelly-like his limbs are feeling at the moment.

And how content he is to stay like this]

Fine. Then I'll go.

[He moves the hand in Man☆Eater's hair to slide around his neck, pulling them closer. Though joke's on Man☆Eater, he still has to do most of the supporting around here.

And once they're practically nose-to-nose:]

Don't you ever say that baseless "better off" shit again.

[ that's fine; he doesn't mind supporting their weight. he seems to have calmed significantly now, all the anger and mania of the last few minutes gone—leaving him just feeling drained, mostly.

when Intensity brings their faces together and says that, he snorts an incredulous laugh. ]

"Baseless"...? I was ready to kill you just now.

Is that supposed to be something special.

At least you would do it to my face.