open post; alan wake

[twains]

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[youbutfun]

Aw, did you get all worked up for nothing again?

[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?

[twains]

Ever notice how you never get anywhere either?

[A frustrated Alan is a bitchy Alan.]

[youbutfun]

I wouldn't say that. But I mean, what would a writer like you know about building up tension, letting things build until they hit a satisfying climax?

[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?

[twains]

[Alan can't help the eye roll. It's not even good innuendo! Granted, he's not entirely sure Scratch is capable of good innuendo.]

The only payoff you care about is your own, Scratch. At least I can say my books get positive reviews.

[youbutfun]

Oh no, are you saying I don't review well?

[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.]

[twains]

[Alan can't exactly argue with that, as much as he might want to.]

Still not a good thing, as proud of it as you are.

[youbutfun]

I'd say we'll see if you still think that when I'm done, but well, not expecting your mind to change.

[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.]

[twains]

[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.]

[youbutfun]

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.]

And I don't think you'll be the exception.

[twains]

[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.]

[youbutfun]

Agree to disagree.

[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.]

[twains]

[It both is and isn't nothing he hasn't seen before. Sure, he's seen it plenty from above, even different angles from one of Alice's more... experimental periods. But in front of his own face and in the flesh? Absolutely not.

It's also a sobering reminder of where this encounter has been leading to the entire time. Alan glances up at Scratch, down at his... their? dick and back up at Scratch.]

Looks smaller than mine. Is that why you're acting out?

[youbutfun]

Oh, we both know that's bullshit.

[He says, smug look on his face.]

Though I've got to wonder, is that how Alice and you talk in bed? There a degradation kink here?

[twains]

[Alan only sees the smug look on Scratch's face because he's trying to look anywhere but at his - their - dick. He wants so badly to defend Alice's honour, because how dare Scratch talk about his wife, but anything he says will just egg the doppelganger on.]

Shouldn't you already know the answer to that? Some doppelganger you are.

[Keep him distracted, don't let him think about the fact he has his dick in his hand.]

[youbutfun]

Hey, I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt here. Not like I'm watching you all the time...just...well, not all the time.

[He won't say how much, Alan and Alice can worry about that either more or realistically about the same amount probably.]

[twains]

How about 'not at all?'

[The only good thing to come from knowing Scratch is watching them is the fact Alice will definitely have some very choice words for the doppelganger when she finds out.

Alan is looking forward to that.]

[youbutfun]

Oh no, sorry, that's not an acceptable answer.

[Said very much like a game show host as he gets nice and close now. Any time Scratch is in sight, it's probably uncomfortably close. He knows that much, but he also knows it's probably all the more so when he's essentially menacing Alan with his own dick.]

It's also not an acceptable answer for how fucked you are.

[twains]

[Alan really does not like how close to his face his own dick is getting. He leans as far back as he can, pressing against the unforgiving darkness.]

Beginning to think you're all talk.

[Just can't help yourself, can you, Alan?]

[youbutfun]

Oh, I know you know that's not true.

[It's gonna get closer, sorry Alan. Until there's really nowhere to go between the darkness and Scratch. If he didn't want a close up before, well, it's worse now, Scratch prodding at Alan's cheek with his dick.]

I think we know which one of us is more talk than action right now, but I'll be fixing that shortly.

[twains]

[The Dark Place prepared Alan for many things; mental torture, isolation, every trick you could think of.

None of it prepared him for being prodded in the face with his own dick. Nothing ever really could, he thinks.]

I'd threaten to bite it off, but I think you'd enjoy that.

[youbutfun]

[That's what he does, provide new, often unwanted, experiences.]

That seems like a bit much. And besides! You don't want to do that.

[Some more poking here, he's just rubbing himself all over Alan for the hell of it.]

Sure, you might feel like it's a victory at first, but after...

[He'll leave that vague. Maybe nothing'll happen, maybe something worse with the darkness, who knows?]

[twains]

[It's incredibly hard to process a conversation when someone is rubbing his dick all over your face. Alan does hear the implied threat though, and his stomach rolls at the thought of something far worse than his dick being involved in what Scratch has planned.]

Will you stop --

[His lips snap shut right before Scratch's absent rubbings of his dick over Alan's entire face end up with said dick in Alan's mouth.]

[youbutfun]

I get it, I get it. Stop teasing you. But looks like you beat me to it before I could.

[A smirk there, exhaling a little, enjoying the feel of Alan's mouth on his...or well, Alan's dick.]

If you wanted to suck me off, all you had to do was ask.

[twains]

[It's not like this is Alan's first time with a dick in his mouth - Something he'll never admit to Scratch, but Alice has a collection of toys and whatever Alice wants, Alice gets. It is, however, his first time with his own dick in his mouth and it might honestly be the strangest experience the Dark Place has forced upon him.

Alan tries to pull away from Scratch, held in place against the immovable darkness. All he really succeeds in doing is providing some stimulation for Scratch.]

[youbutfun]

Oh wow, starting to think I've found a hidden talent here.

[Some unwanted praise here from Scratch, the stimulation bringing a smile to his face. Or more accurately keeping it there, mocking Alan's attempts to get away.]

So done this before? Or just a natural? Don't worry, I know you can't answer. After all, it's rude to talk with your mouthful.