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He thought about the future. He thought about where he was now and where he would have to be tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after that. He thought about coping and moving on
I've always been in others' shadows
Sin looked over at Boyd through sleepy looking, heavy lidded eyes. "Callate la boca, blanquito."
Hearing Sin speak Spanish didn't help any; he sounded especially sexy when he was drawling those words fluidly in his low, velvety voice. "What does that mean?" he asked, half with an edge and half just curious.
Full lips turned up into a small smirk and Sin raised an eyebrow at him before turning back to the window. "It's a secret."
"Putain de beau gosse," Boyd muttered under his breath in mild annoyance, flipping forward several pages.
What freaking year were you born in? You can't be much younger than me. They had all of those shows about Amazon chicks and Greek gods, gladiators ... "
"You watched shows about Amazons and Greek gods." It was more of a flat statement than a question.
"Screw you. Them bitches were fierce."
"You're a bizarre person."
"Says the guy in the bodysuit."
Mr. Greek's mouth sunk at the sides. "It's protective armor."
"Like I fucking said.
I tried to make rice the other day, and it was a disaster." David tilted his head. "Just follow the directions on the box." The look of disgust that Raymond aimed at David dragged an unexpected laugh out of me. David looked between us in confusion, and Raymond shook his head. "White people.
That's because you are nobody, he reminded himself harshly. You're nothing to him. If you disappeared today, he'd probably never even remember you were here. You'd be forgotten again in seconds, as if you never existed
I had no idea how I'd come to trade my Pelle jacket for a piece of shit that looked like it'd come from the bargain bin at Jimmy Jazz.
I expected everyone to file out of the room, but the wedding party began to embrace happily. Raymond grabbed me. "God, you're a mess." He wiped the dampness on my cheeks with his index finger. "Such a mush.
I wish I didn't love your stupid ass so much.
Listen to me, you little idiot," Sin hissed, leaning forward until his nose nearly touched hers. "You and your friends nearly got me killed, and someone else is in danger because of you oblivious, drug addicted morons bringing us to the attention of a bunch of fanatic psychopaths. So tell me what you know or I will rip your fucking jugular open with my teeth."
"There's my boy," Emilio said proudly, grinning.
"Shut the fuck up," Sin didn't even look at the other man.
But fucking you is like shooting up, and I don't think one more time is going to be enough.
You speak of yourself and others who were in your same position as objects."
Boyd's eyebrows ticked up. "Isn't that what I am? I was merchandise there but now I'm back to being a tool. It's nothing but semantics.
I wanted to taste him without thinking, feel him without seeing, and enjoy the sensation of my body turning inside out with a fierce desire to never let this end.
Generally 'training' went something akin to this:
"So what you have to do is - "
Shoot you in the fucking head with your own gun because it would be painfully easy to disarm you with the way you're holding that weapon.
"Understand?"
Sin stared at the man blankly before raising his own weapon and unloading his entire clip into the paper target. He didn't speak and didn't even look at where he was shooting before placing the standard issued gun in front of him as he watched his 'trainer' expectantly.
The man, whose name he had not bothered to pay attention to, gave him a strange look and examined the target as it slid closer to them from across the range. His expression became incredulous as he took in the completely obliterated 'head' and he turned on Sin with a frown. "You killed it."
"Yes."
"You were only supposed to immobilize it…"
"Oh."
Fucking civilians.
How drunk do you need to be right now?"
"What do you mean?"
"It means whatever you want it to mean, Mikey." Nunzio dropped onto the couch, extending his legs in front of him and folding his arms behind his head. "How drunk do you need to be for your best friend to rail you?" ~ Nunzio
Excerpt From: Hassell, Santino. "Sutphin Boulevard
Relieved beyond measure, Boyd gave Sin an 'I told you so' look to which Sin replied with a 'No you fucking didn't, you were just lucky' look.
You'll kill each other," Michael noted. "You're OCD, and my brother is a slob."
"That's why it's perfect," I said, warming up to the idea. "He'll be my slave.
Because in my experience, people who seem especially enamored of my appearance also want something out of me I don't want to give
How drunk do you need to be for your best friend to rail you?
I loved being surrounded by queer people. It was like being in a safe bubble that could only be burst by our own drama and neurosis. Which we all did without any effort.
It's because the truth is important. Never let anyone tell you differently, Boyd. Even if it hurts to say, even if it's painful to hear, even if you wish you could run the other way - it's important. It separates the people with integrity from the deceivers. It's what makes a person trustworthy. Somebody to believe in
You aren't how I imagined my assassin to be. You're too beautiful and tragic.
And you could try to stop pretending to be so fucking perfect. Maybe then people will stop expecting perfection all the time
I love you, Hsin," he said hoarsely. "I missed you so much."
"I love you, too." Sin's voice was still thick and husky. "I came back for you. Because I wanted to find you, because I wanted to remember you.
Considering some of the things I've done, touching another man's dick is not exactly going to send me into a moral meltdown.
Agents were trained liars. They were taught how to manipulate people in order to get what they wanted. Subterfuge was like second nature to them. Throw that in with the fact that they were all basically trying to live for the moment because the next could be the last and the fact that valentine or not, sex could always be a part of the job and he didn't know how anyone did it
When they were partially up the stairs and mostly out of earshot, Sin looked at Boyd again. 'Don't get killed or I'll be very annoyed with you.
Apparently he was supposed to be respectful to potential employers and maintain friendly eye contact while keeping his body language amiable. It was obvious why his tactic of glaring them into submission and demanding a job had not worked.
He'd lost the only part of his life that made it worth living because of a couple random fucks. How ridiculous.
Sin silently cheered his father for being a dick right along with him and ignored the heated glares that they were both receiving.
Sin stared at him as he chewed, cream smeared across his mouth and smudged on the other side of it. It shouldn't have been possible to glare and eat like a child at the same time, but somehow Sin pulled it off.
Carhart didn't see how running a massive smuggling organization could be boring but then again he wasn't a sociopathic action junkie who didn't plan farther than the next few days.
My compassion was not dissimilar to gliding sandpaper over your ass.
I am not a birch.
It was like giving a homeless kid a night in a luxury hotel. It only made a bad situation worse. Once a person knows that kind of pleasure, they just wanted it again. And again.
Social media had the unique ability to turn adults into immature slaves to drama.
Being the person you want to be is nearly impossible once you've finally come to terms with who you really are.
Okay, dumbass. Perspective time," Gordon muttered as he ripped the greasy bag open. He would force himself to eat. He was not going to become an obsessed basketcase. He wasn't.
"First of all," he said, yanking the utensil drawer open." He is capable of murdering a huge juicer in the middle of the street and then disappearing with the body within seconds."
He removed one of the cartons and shoved his fork into the mound of noodles. "Two, he is probably a sociopath. Three, he thinks I'm a complete ballsack of a moron.
He loved him enough to want to die for hurting him, loved him enough to kill himself slowly for fear of losing him, loved him enough to suffer silently if he thought it was in Boyd's interest. Sin loved Boyd enough to make difficult decisions easily, as if there were no contest; he went toward Boyd as if he hadn't even considered any other choices.
If someone had told me adulthood was equal parts being broke, depressed, and taking care of my family financially, I would have opted out and tried to find a one-way ticket to Neverland. What
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David whipped his head around and pinned my brother with a lethal glare. "Don't say that word."
"Sorry." Raymond kept staring at me. "You're mad special ed."
David scoffed, and I burst out laughing.
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Are you sure you aren't a porn star?"
Emilio licked his lips and reached up to wipe a damp spot from his cheek.
"Nah. Just a slut.
Spending my time living a life that looked great on Instagram, even as I rotted from the inside out since it gave me nothing of substance. All
Keep the fucking melodrama to a minimum."
(Sin)
Sin: I've survived a winter in Siberia when I was ten.
Boyd: what were you doing there at ten years old?
Sin: searching for Santa Claus.
I'd put myself into this situation - surrounded by people, looking like hell, and so obviously unhappy that I was practically waving a pity me banner, but still not willing to talk to anyone.
Blahblah new porn series, blahblah hot men, blahblah new hot boytoy from France, blahblah hair products imported from France with the boytoy, blahblah super gay lifestyle.
I wasn't afraid of you!' Ryan protested. 'I was half intimidated, half infatuated, and I didn't know how to act because of it.'
Sin made a face at Ryan and picked up his chips again. 'How could you be infatuated with me when you didn't even know me?'
Ryan scoffed and pointed his cheese-covered fork at Sin. 'You're gorgeous and tragic - gay boys like that kind of thing.
I'm a motherfucking lothario of humans and robots alike.
It's loud and annoying and sounds ridiculous, anyway."
"Build a bridge."
"What?"
"Get over it.
The real Ashton - the quirky bastard with the smart-ass smile and thrift-store style - could get me to do anything.
Why do I let you do this to me?" Adam panted against his face, damp and warm, and heartbeat racing in his chest. "How do you ruin me like this?
It doesn't change that I still want him, I still want to be with him, I still feel like the fucking air has been sucked out of the room when he walks in and I still think about him all the time.
You're so fucking inappropriate. Even with technology.
...There's not one way to to live or to love, and whoever tries to tell you any different will probably be dead in a decade or two anyway, so screw them!
I don't want to go back to the way I fucking was. I don't want to go back to being alone and having to be nothing but a weapon. I don't want to pretend that I don't
" [Sin] stopped again and realized with a vague sense of humiliation that he was about to display the ultimate form of human weakness. "I can't do it without you," he grit out. "I won't.
I'm just doing what I have to do. I don't have a choice."
"Yeah, good luck going to bed with a guilt-free conscience with that sorry-ass excuse."
The sour expression evaporated from Mr. Greek's face. His gaze switched back to the computer. "Keep talking and I'll gag you."
"Blow me.
Do you want to fuck off, or do you need a written invitation?
When someone tells you to walk away, walk away. When you don't know what someone's capable of, don't push them.
We'll find him." Carhart said firmly.
"How do you know? How can you be so sure?"
"Because you and he are like my wayward fucking children and I refuse to lose one now that I finally got the other back
I think a lot of it is personality. I never felt like I had to be anyone for him (Kassian), or prove anything. He didn't care what I did or thought. It made it easier to relax."
"And you felt like you had to be someone for me?" Sin asked with an arched brow. "I liked you before you had a personality.
What's the haps, Alli? Writing your memoirs?"
"People who write memoirs should die.
The only people paying attention to him were those girls and when he made more of an effort to listen, he realized they were commenting on Boyd's and his looks. Apparently, he had an amazing body and Boyd had beautiful hair.
Go to hell. I'm not playing this game with you."
"Who's playing? I'm just giving you what you want even if you won't say it. That's why you like me, right?" He ground harder. "'Cause I'll touch you when I want, without asking, and I'll do it right. But he treats you like you'll break. Doesn't like to get messy."
I flinched. "Don't use things I told you against me."
"So admit it," Raymond said, pushing my pants down. "You like me because I'm not scared to get nasty.
Raymond's driving was a summation of him as a human being: reckless and much too fast.
There was a rustling sound and two thumps that sounded suspiciously like shoes hitting the floor. Then David wriggled under the sheet to cuddle up to me. I tensed. David plastering his body all over mine wasn't new - the guy was like a heat-seeking missile and seemed to constantly crave physical contact - but I was normally fully clothed for our impromptu cuddle sessions. Now, I had on nothing more than a pair of briefs. Not that he cared. He rubbed his face against my shoulder like a cat.
I was pretty fruity based solely on my appreciation for Nick Carter." "You even had those fucking trading cards," I said, smiling at the memory. "You were a lame kid.
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"No thanks, sweetheart. That brief moment of insanity has passed." (Sin)
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It could be the full moon closest to the autumnal equinox, and I still wouldn't be able to harvest the fucks to give.
All that mattered was that Boyd was there. He was there for Sin, and when Sin opened his eyes to look at Boyd once more, Sin ignored all the self-doubt and paranoia. Because at that moment he somehow knew that Boyd always would be.
On the one hand, I have a neighbor who I'm fairly certain thinks I'm the devil, but on the other hand most of my gay or bi friends have never run into issues in the city.
Then again, most of his gay or bi friends could kill anyone who looked at them the wrong way. But he didn't say that aloud.
When someone believes in you, it's miraculous how you
suddenly start to believe in yourself, how you suddenly want to become the person that hey see. (McCall)
You're taking my position as lame hermit in this relationship.
Kind of what? Gordon challenged, cutting his eyes to Kevin even as a mental image of himself in the back of Aiden's truck popped into his mind. Shredded jeans in a ball on the floorboard and riding the Outlaw with the athleticism of an Olympic gold medalist in ass fucking.
And I was just ecstatic about having contributed to him potentially hooking up with other men. Not.
You and he are so protective of each other that you blame yourselves as soon as something happens with the other
You talk like somebody's grandmother, you know." "Shut
He knew where Jeffrey lived for the same reason that he knew mostly every agent's identity and residence; they were his enemies and any good killer knew his enemies almost as well as he knew himself.
How would you like to be in the middle of a Vega sandwich?
My dick twitched, and my hand drew up to the small of his back. I was sure he could feel my heart thump with an erratic rhythm while I wondered how it would feel to push my swelling dick into his ass. I swallowed hard, and David leaned back to give me a funny look.
After all, a life without living was simply a death without dying. What more was there to fear or hate but life, endless life, with no respite?
(Sin)
Who the hell is this?""God's" title="Santino Hassell Quotes: Who the hell is this?"
"God's new gift to women?" Emilio offered with an innocent smile. "I guess he figured since you're going to kill me, the world needed a replacement.
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Being with him makes me feel different.
Go away," I muffled out. "I'm busy."
"You look super busy."
"I'm busy willing multiple People to be hit by cars."
"Am I on the list?"
"No. But you could be."
He snickered.
Some people think I'm completely uninterested. Dismissive. Apathetic ... ."
"Heh." His weight settled atop me. "I don't know how you were with your other lovers, but ... . People see what they want to see. Or completely miss things when they're too busy looking for flaws.
...Are you always this charming after a morning blowjob or am I just lucky?" (Boyd)
I said I wasn't your Prince Charming. You don't enjoy being banged like a ragdoll because I pranced into your life. You didn't discover hot sex just because I happen to exist. I don't want you thinking of me as your savior. As someone you're beholden to because now you know what you like. You told me what to do that night. You were just drunk enough to stop caring about what I would think of you.
We're never separating again. Fucking never
I have not idea why such a ridiculous thing happend anyway," Sin replied in the same blank tone. "I'm not usually in the habit of wanting to finish someone's leftovers."(Sin)
How long do you think you're gonna be able to ignore me?" Emilio asked casually, leaning across the table and arching an eyebrow at Sin.
"I'm not ignoring you," Sin replied flatly. "I'm willing you to go back under your rock.
I'm giving you what you want." "You have no idea what I want." Oli grasped my jaw and forced me to meet that burning gaze. "I want you. I love you. I don't need anybody else, and I don't fucking want anyone else.
Adam: "Perhaps you should get a real job and become a useful member of society."
Gordon: "Perhaps you should shove a pipe up your ass and die of lead poisoning.
Never fuck someone you work with.
Maybe I just find long-term relationships to be interesting because I've never been in one or seen one that works well without getting fucked up in the end. Sometimes it seems like people are incapable of normal relationships anymore
Freedom is not worth it without him.
Don't you have anything better to fucking do other than babysit and eventually get killed by some psycho?"
"No." Boyd said without hesitation. "I don't.
You have the amazing ability to be both arrogant and completely stupid simultaneously" (Sin)