As soon as he finished his speech did the smile he had worn so forcibly fall from the Daniels boy's face. The quiet that fell over them both, unnerving in the large, empty room they found themselves in, brought together by a string of what he guessed Maddox might call bad luck. Fate seemed to ring a clearer bell to Callem. After all, everything comes down to one, final end. One Maddox had a big part of.

"I get it. You have issues. But that just makes this easier. Why bother holding onto your humanity when it sucks ass?" Callem said without a bother in the world. Had this been a different situation, maybe he would have had a touch of sympathy. But it wasn't.

He really did think Maddox was going to sit back down in defeat. His plea or whatever obviously falling on deaf ears here, but he was much more surprised as he moved forward. Pulling his head back by his hair as he winced, looking up at him with a smirk.

"You're kinda sexy when you're mad. Mads." Callem couldn't help but snicker as the boy's hand wrapped around his throat.

Life was fucked. There was no way around it. Sure, maybe Maddox had it a bit worse, but that didn't mean anything now. No one was going to care, because he had much more important things to do than wallow in self pity. Callem knew that, and if he was the one who had to show that to the boy standing over him, then he would.

"I'm not mad, Cal." He leant down, lips brushing against his ear as his breath fanned across his skin. Involuntarily making his hair stand on end as his grip tightened.

"I'm absolutely furious."

Callem swallowed hard, wondering what he was doing with all these thoughts swimming in his messy haired head. The way Maddox looked at him, the way his dark eyes seemed to lose the cute, puppy dog expression he almost always seemed to wear, the blankness across his face that made his words laughably hard to believe.

He grinned. Hand trailing up to hold his wrist. He could see it then, the sudden change in his face as Maddox thought he was going to pull his hand away, only to sport a hint of confusion when instead, Callem's hand went over his.

"Then?" He said lightly. Standing up alongside him as he kept his hand there.

They looked at each other. Silent for a moment as Maddox tried to think, but before he had a chance Callem smiled wide again, his other hand on his chest. Grabbing firmly at the fabric. As he looked up at him licking his lips with such an infuriating glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

"If you're so furious, do something about it, Madsy. I'm right here, I'm what you wanted, no? Whatever you want you can get now. Hurt me, Maddox. Let go of your stupid high and mighty values." He pulled him close. "You aren't bad, you're filthy. Just like me, just like everyone else. Stop trying to act so clean."

"Callem-" He said firmly. Trying to act like his words held weight.

"Hurt me, baby, do it. I promise I'll like it-" He egged him one pushing him father back as he took a step forward.

"Cal-" He muttered, eyes clouding the more he saw him enjoy this.

"C'mon Madsy-"

Then he saw it. The first real sign that Maddox clearly wasn't okay. The way his brows furrowed, the way his eyes lit, the purse of his lips as they turned into a snarl, the way his right hand tightened around his throat as he pushed him up against the wall. None of it being able to wipe the smile off the Flagg boy's face.

"I..." His breath was heavy, almost like he was the one struggling to breath as Callem clutched at his wrist. Gasping for the air that seemed to be getting harder and harder to find. "Fucking... Hate... you..."

Callem might've still tried to respond, there was no end to whatever he wanted to say, and to watch the Daniels boy crack filled him with enough adrenaline to want to piss him off even more. He grew light headed. A small laugh falling past his lips as he shook lightly. Sure that he was going to pass out from being such a loudmouth. Yet his grip suddenly loosened as the boy's body pressed against his to pinned him in place, hands feeling him through his gaudy clothes as their lips met in such a hot, messy kiss. A small groan rising from his throat as Callem's eyes suddenly clenched shut.

He was filled with many more surprises than he thought, all it seems to take is to push the right buttons.

Callem panted as he broke the kiss, laughing as Maddox dragged his lips down, pulling at his clothes as he pressed burning kisses across his newly bruised skin. A small, rasp of a wince passing through his lips as the way it stung.

"I... Hate... You..." He could still hear him mutter as he managed to pull his shirt open. The words forming against his skin as he shivered at the feeling of his lips.

If only that where true. Well, as far as Callem could see, maybe it was with how he seemed to nearly kill him. He put a hand over his mouth before he could say anything else. Muffling the groan that rose up within him the further he trailed down.

"Fuck... You..."

He couldn't help but laugh again. Never before had he heard him say a thing like this, it was more cute than offensive, but baby steps he supposed-

"G-Glady."

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Callem Flagg | rosedaIe

I'm a sinner sorry