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[ELLIOT LUKA LAN]

now please open your eyes

You are my [instability]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: B8B8B8; border: #550505 solid 4px; width: 400px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] “People are talking about how much time you’re spending with that boy.” His secretary whispered as she passed him some files. The demon grew slightly pale, but he laughed it off softly. “They are? People shouldn’t gossip.” He muttered bitterly but kept his classic smile. The woman bit her lower lip and shifted, seeming to find words to tell her boss without making him angry. “Some people think he makes you look weak.” She said quickly and moved to scurry out of the office, shutting the door behind her. Out of everything, this boy made him look weak? What about his baby sister? She was filled with sunshine and rainbows and this human boy was what made his order think lesser of him. At first it made him laugh to himself, but as he let his mind slip deeper into memories of when Ash began coming by he could see it. His organization did talk about the idea of their leader being swayed by a boy. Although it seemed like a silly thing, one person could make all the difference. You saw it in movies and in dramas. Elliot was a crime boss and he couldn’t have anyone thing he had outside influence. Paranoia did not make Elliot look good. Or even sane for that matter. He always had so many doubts going through his head normally, he didn’t needed a collective amount surrounding one person. Elliot ran a hand through his hair and moved to get up from his office chair. His bones cracked a bit from having been stationary for so long. Part of him thought Ash might be a positive thing. He could get back on track to his real goals and not have to worry so much about being so tired and hungry all the time from working his ass off. The other part however, kept telling him he was a fool for even beginning to trust this boy. Elliot trusted no one for a reason. As a child he was his father’s plaything until he was sixteen. The demon allowed other men to come and do whatever they wished to his own child, for the right price. His father made a killing off running a whorehouse and his very own son was a simple means to an end. If blood meant nothing in this world than it was impossible to form real relationships with someone. Luna was a rule breaker for him. They didn’t share the same father and she so far had no reason to ever break his trust. She did whatever he asked of her, kept all his secrets. Only one person on this earth he put his full trust in and she would kill someone if he asked her too. Did that count as love or was she just scared that he may hurt her? The hybrid shook his head. “I can’t.” He murmured. That damn boy, if he had never come into his life Elliot’s mind would not have turned into an irrational pile of shit. He felt crazy and he hated it with every fiber of his being. Elliot was a creature of order, and this was out of the ordinary. Something had to be done and had to be done today, anything to get this boy out of his hair for good. How would he do it? Killing him wouldn’t be very fun and he didn’t want to kill a child for simply ‘trying to be his friend.’ That was a whole different issue going on. Elliot asked why it was him over and over. No one else seemed to think Elliot needed friends, so who was this boy to challenge all of that? The hybrid turned to hear the door being knocked on and without thinking he unlocked it. Elliot had to do something, but what? That was the question.

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you make me bleed

Ash had kept his distance for a little while. If only because he saw how much he had riled up the man he was hunting and he didn't want this to be over before it was supposed to be. Without getting the information he needed because this would have been for nothing. But now, with the book he had borrowed from Elliot tight in his grip, Ashton was making his way to the Lan Enterprise. Where he knew Elliot would be. True, he had been frightened when the man had gotten a stick up his ass about a joke, but that only taught the young hunter to tread more carefully. In truth, Ashton had learnt a lot about Elliot Lan, yet the boy knew nothing at all. Not what mattered anyway. And once he did, he'd be able to bring the man down. With a slow step, the boy bided his time. He reasoned that if he came bearing gifts, he'd be received in a more pleasant manner, which meant that he was stopping by the cafe that he and Elliot 'met accidentally' and grabbed two cups of coffee to go, the book under his arm.

Ash ran slender fingers through his hair, still having to stall around some corners because he wasn't used to going to this place. No matter how many times he had bugged Elliot, the place was foreign to him. Cold an uninviting, the tall building looked foreboding. Like things weren't right within its walls. There was no doubt that many had died at the hand of Elliot, yet sometimes looking at him Ash couldn't believe that. He looked almost as young as Ash, but also twice as old sometimes. But Ash wouldn't let himself forget what he is. Not human, the not human kind that likes to hurt those weaker than him and that was the thought that urged Ashton on towards the Enterprise. Where no doubt Elliot would be at his desk doing who knows what that Ash was supposed to find out and feed back to Thomas. Evidence was needed, yet the security cameras in the office prevented Ash from being able to snoop an sometimes he really thought this was a lost cause, a dead end. He had said to Thomas that they should just kill him now, it was a dead end. But the man insisted that they still needed Elliot alive, and someone close to him. Which was why Ash was trying to be his 'friend'. It was dangerous, but clearly Thomas doesn't think it's dangerous enough to be worried.

Ash collected himself outside the building, putting on a smile because he wasn't in the best of moods. The training that Thomas put him through was brutal. He has bruises all over his body an every bone ached. He was tired, he hadn't slept well, but here comes a 'happy' Ashton, fake but convincing enough because no one would think him to be anything but. The guards at the door recognised Ash from the time before, and seemed to let him through. Sometimes he wondered just how much Elliot loathed his company, yet he reasoned that he couldn't loathe it that much if he didn't forcefully kick him out, right? Right. Making he way up the stairs, he used his foot to knock because his hands were full and was surprised that the doors were opening. He plastered a grin onto his face. "Hey you." He walked in, strolling to the desk. "I come bearing gifts." Ashton moves to place one of the coffee cups in front of the male. "I asked the lady in the cafe what you usually drink." He shrugged. It wasn't a big deal, everyone knew that Elliot was a regular. "And your book. A fascinating read." This was a true grin, the book had been good. Something that Ashton liked to read for sure. He placed the book on the desk and moved to sit on a chair. "Whatcha doing?" He asked, a teasing note in his tone because he knew what Elliot was doing. 'Working' if it could be called that. His tired blue eyes didn't match the smile on his face or his words.

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[ELLIOT LUKA LAN]

now please open your eyes

You are my [instability]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: B8B8B8; border: #550505 solid 4px; width: 400px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Elliot began to think of all the ways people tried to get others out of their lives. Lies would normally work, insults as well. However, the hybrid was sure Ashton had a thicker skin than that. Which was a problem for Elliot. He didn’t know what would get under the boy’s skin besides treating him like a child. Ashton before would get so proud if Elliot even mentioned that he was acting foolishly, perhaps that was something he could use? The hyrbid’s fingers automatically went to unlock his door when he heard someone coming close; it had to be the boy. He met Ashton’s gaze and while his own eyes were held no emotion, the boy looked rather content. Elliot locked the door right away, another habit of his that spawned long before he met Ashton. Elliot didn’t know what to say to him. No words formed in his mind, only a strange feeling as an idea came over him. How to break this boy. He did feel a pang of regret forming, but there was no way that the boy could ever get him in trouble. Elliot had position and money so he would completely ruin this boy’s life. He was willing to take that chance. Slowly the hybrid stood up and took in a breath, his eyes narrowed and his feet began to move automatically. This would be over fast, and then he would never have to deal with this anxiety and this false feeling of happiness. His arms reached out and he forcefully pushed the boy into the wall, keeping him there with strength hidden from most. His left hand slowly snaked up the boy’s side, tugging at the fabric on his shirt in an uncaring manner. They danced across his chest as though inspecting the muscles that rested under the gentle fabric that began to cling to the boy. It was like the cotton knew what was about to take place and it would protect the young teen for as long as possible. As his fingers worked up, Elliot kept his eyes focused on the task at hand, looking into his eyes would ruin the moment for him and cause him to give up, which was something he refused to do. At last his hands touched his face and Elliot snarled and grabbed his chin roughly. He couldn’t think of anything to say, so action once again took over. Squeezing a bit harder, he leaned in to kiss Ashton hard. There was no love, just a struggle for power that would result into something psychologically demeaning. Elliot moved to press his weight into the boy, keeping him against the wall where he would remain until the hybrid was ready. A silly power struggle for something the boy literally could not control. The emotional wreck of the man before him, well he was just the string that broke the camels back. A release was needed and could be taken in so many ways, it just fell on ill favor that Elliot decided to disgrace a boy for simply do what pleased him. This was Elliot’s childish little world. Everything had to be perfect and if something was out of place, it needed to be fixed at once. But when a human comes in and disrupts everything, whose fault it is? Surely not Ashton’s for he was just doing what everyone does. Elliot was the messed up one here and he realized this, which was why he just wanted rid of this boy. Elliot pulled away from the kiss and glared at him, digging his nails into his skin. He didn’t know if words would do anything, but a awkward part of him felt like he needed to speak in order to get his point across. “I’m going to break you.”

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you make me bleed

It seemed like all the things that Ashton said went right over Elliot's head, the man looked positively possessed and this was the first time Ash had seen him like this. The first time he saw any indication of why he should be afraid, and he felt his heart start to beat a little faster in his chest as the door was locked behind him. That was nothing new, Elliot always did that, but with that expression on his face, Ash couldn't help but be a little bit afraid. However, he would not back down, and carry on as if nothing was going on. Though really, it wasn't his fault that his fingers were clenching the book tighter in his grasp. Ash was about to take a few more steps inside, and he barely managed to place the cup of coffee he got for Elliot on a table, before his back was hitting the wall, with a fierce strength that Ash was not expecting. He should have been expecting this though, and he cursed himself for getting too comfortable around Elliot. "What ...?" He barely managed to breathe out, eyes wide and innocent but Elliot wasn't looking at him as he struggled feebly against his grip.

Ash could feel the hands on his body, and even though this was not the first time he was being touched this way, this was completely not what Ash had experienced in the past. Elliot looked possessed, and Ash had no space to move. The book in his hand fell to the floor and he took in shallow breaths, before moving a hand to Elliot's chest to try and push him away but he was supernatural and Ash didn't even have the upper hand on him. "Elliot ... what are you doing?" He asks, slight panic in his voice but Ashton refused to let this man have the better of him. The hand on his chin hurt, there would be prints left there, even if he stopped now there would be prints and Ash struggled more against the grip before a mouth was on his and he didn't want this. He really didn't want this because any warmer feelings that he'd built towards this man were rapidly dissipating and the young hunter regret ever thinking of him being anything else other than what he was. "Stop!" His voice was muffled by the hard kiss, there was pain in his kiss and he didn't understand why Elliot was doing this. He tried to push harder at his chest.

Ash did the only thing he could with the tongue in his mouth, he bit down hard on in in the hope that Elliot would lose the power and control he had over him in that moment, and his body was starting to panic as he tried to raise his knee up and kick him where it would hurt but there was little room for these actions, and Ash was so confused as to how Elliot had taken power over him like this completely. It hurt, and he felt tears well up in his eyes, and he just wanted this to stop and he threw punches at Elliot's chest that he knew would hurt some, but clearly not enough. The nails were marking his skin and Ashton swallowed hard, the words from Elliot's mouth were cold and they cut into him, making Ashton shudder against them in disgust. "I don't ... why ..." His words were broken off, choked off and barely loud enough to be heard. "Please ..." It felt really low, to beg to be released and Ashton's whole body shrunk back in on itself and he just wanted to be away. "What do you want from me?" He asks, trying to find Elliot's gaze and will him to stop before it was too late, to make him see sense if he could.

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