Rival Powers, Vying Worlds
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Adult
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19
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Chapter 4
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Twenty minutes later, Reid was exactly a shot away from winning, his opponent was one shot behind him. Reid wasn't using, but oh was he tempted.
“The brunette's yours isn't he?”
Reid almost choked on air and he missed his shot as he turned toward the blonde that was casually leaning against the wall. Reid's opponent cackled almost evilly and sunk the remaining striped balls into the corner pocket. Reid resisted the urge to roll his eyes, but grinned when he saw the blonde aristocrat do just that. Reid took a breath.
“...no...he's not.” Reid tried to keep the 'unfortunately' in his head, but the two strangers seemed to know it was there anyway.
“But you want him to be.” Jesus, the blonde wouldn't quit. Now lazily studying his nails, he glanced up at Reid, obviously expecting an answer. Reid looked over to the black- haired man, who just shrugged, but pointed out.
“Everyone knows it, especially you and he.”
He nodded in the direction of Caleb. Reid swallowed...hard, not really knowing what the two were getting at. Reid tensed as the blonde pushed off of the wall and moved until he was brushing by Reid, sharply bursting Reid's personal space, but still not touching him.
“Do you want to make him yours? Do you want to make sure he knows it?” Reid narrowed his blue eyes, nervously eyeing up the two strangers
“Why?” The dark- haired man's lips quirked into a small, cock- eyed smile, as he too stepped forward.
“Let's go mess with him a bit, shall we?” And with that, the brunette stranger extended his hand in the “request of a dance.” Reid's narrowed eyes became curious when the blonde stranger strode away from them. The green eyes sparkled in playfulness.
“Alright.” And Reid took the offered hand.
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Twenty minutes later, Reid was exactly a shot away from winning, his opponent was one shot behind him. Reid wasn't using, but oh was he tempted.
“The brunette's yours isn't he?”
Reid almost choked on air and he missed his shot as he turned toward the blonde that was casually leaning against the wall. Reid's opponent cackled almost evilly and sunk the remaining striped balls into the corner pocket. Reid resisted the urge to roll his eyes, but grinned when he saw the blonde aristocrat do just that. Reid took a breath.
“...no...he's not.” Reid tried to keep the 'unfortunately' in his head, but the two strangers seemed to know it was there anyway.
“But you want him to be.” Jesus, the blonde wouldn't quit. Now lazily studying his nails, he glanced up at Reid, obviously expecting an answer. Reid looked over to the black- haired man, who just shrugged, but pointed out.
“Everyone knows it, especially you and he.”
He nodded in the direction of Caleb. Reid swallowed...hard, not really knowing what the two were getting at. Reid tensed as the blonde pushed off of the wall and moved until he was brushing by Reid, sharply bursting Reid's personal space, but still not touching him.
“Do you want to make him yours? Do you want to make sure he knows it?” Reid narrowed his blue eyes, nervously eyeing up the two strangers
“Why?” The dark- haired man's lips quirked into a small, cock- eyed smile, as he too stepped forward.
“Let's go mess with him a bit, shall we?” And with that, the brunette stranger extended his hand in the “request of a dance.” Reid's narrowed eyes became curious when the blonde stranger strode away from them. The green eyes sparkled in playfulness.
“Alright.” And Reid took the offered hand.
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