[The jingle of Scratch's buckle draws Alan's eyes downward involuntarily. He knew where this was going, but it grows ever closer to becoming a reality.]
[He might've said that before, but anyways, the belt'll come off quicker now before being set on the same table where he didn't use a coaster earlier. He doesn't want that getting too far away.]
Loosen up a little, it's not the end of the world.
[By the time he realised how that sounded, the words were already out of his mouth. Besides, he really does not need to be defending himself against Scratch. At least like this.]
[Alan knew distracting Scratch wouldn't work forever, but he was hoping it'd last a little longer. Worn out from struggling against the Darkness, all Alan can do is meet Scratch's gaze.]
Finally, and here I thought you were going to bore me to death.
[Still has enough energy to be a bitch, even if it's a terrible idea.]
Yeah, bet you were hoping for that. But no, I'm not gonna bore you, you can say a lot of things about me, but I've never bored any of my partners.
[A grin there because he's just such an asshole. Stepping forward, he'll reach out, putting one hand on Alan's hair, just the worst most unasked for headpat imaginable. And his other hand to front of his pants.]
[Alan tries to jerk his head away from that headpat, because why wouldn't he? Unfortunately, the darkness is too tight, forcing him to suffer the indignity.]
Rendering them catatonic isn't better.
[He knows he looks ridiculous, grumbling while being headpat by Scratch of all people.]
Instead he'll busy himself with...well, himself. Making a little bit of a show of it since he's nice and close, fondling himself a couple times while his (Alan's?) junk out.]
I know, I know, not a lot of buildup but hey, it's nothing you haven't seen before.
[More or less. Probably evil. Maybe some darkness involved at some point.]
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[Said while unbuckling his belt
after a hundred comments.]I will after I'm done though. Promise.
[Just not permanently.]
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You expect me to believe you'll keep a promise?
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[He'll take a while to get that belt off. He knows where Alan's eyes are, he's gonna make him endure this for a little longer.]
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He hates that he knows this. The writer's lips curl into what could charitably be called a snarl.]
Just get it over with.
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[He might've said that before, but anyways, the belt'll come off quicker now before being set on the same table where he didn't use a coaster earlier. He doesn't want that getting too far away.]
Loosen up a little, it's not the end of the world.
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I was plenty loose, before you came into my life!
[Alan.
Alan.
Alan.]
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Congrats on shutting him up for a moment? Just a moment.]
You know, I don't think that's true.
[He actually doesn't have a ton to say about that one because Alan.]
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I'm not continuing this conversation.
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[He says knowing Alan's not going to want to continue that either.]
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[He's thinking about it, or at least he looks like he's thinking about it.]
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[Wrong thing to say?]
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[Scratch takes a step back, playing at being wounded. And careful not to bump into that end table from earlier.]
But you know what.
[A smile on his face once again.]
I think I'd have more fun with Alice too.
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Leave her alone!
[His struggle amounts to nothing more than leaving him breathless and looking up at Scratch with rage in his eyes.]
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[Sorry, he's pretty sure that was the right thing to say as he just gloats at Alan's situation for the umpteenth time.]
You ever notice how that doesn't get you anywhere?
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[A frustrated Alan is a bitchy Alan.]
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[He moves over to Alan again, a smirk on his face while he mixes innuendo with mockery. Alan not the only one who can be bitchy, it seems.]
You gotta work for that payoff! You can't just give it to them right away, right?
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The only payoff you care about is your own, Scratch. At least I can say my books get positive reviews.
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[He looks hurt by that, feigning upset. Again.]
I don't know about positive, but I'd say my work's pretty impactful. Life changing sometimes.
[Not in a good way but it is.]
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Still not a good thing, as proud of it as you are.
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[A grin there.]
So since your mind's made up there...let's get this show on the road then!
[Scratch said like he hasn't controlled the entire pace here given Alan being kind of...stuck at the moment.]
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Finally, and here I thought you were going to bore me to death.
[Still has enough energy to be a bitch, even if it's a terrible idea.]
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[A grin there because he's just such an asshole. Stepping forward, he'll reach out, putting one hand on Alan's hair, just the worst most unasked for headpat imaginable. And his other hand to front of his pants.]
And I don't think you'll be the exception.
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Rendering them catatonic isn't better.
[He knows he looks ridiculous, grumbling while being headpat by Scratch of all people.]
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[That said, he'll leave Alan's hair alone (for now).
Instead he'll busy himself with...well, himself. Making a little bit of a show of it since he's nice and close, fondling himself a couple times while his (Alan's?) junk out.]
I know, I know, not a lot of buildup but hey, it's nothing you haven't seen before.
[More or less. Probably evil. Maybe some darkness involved at some point.]
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