Addie Loses His Shit

"I'd give anything to try again," he said, pressing his crotch against Addie. "You were so big and excited and beautiful and I loved every second. I know you enjoyed it too."

Addie took a step back...and found himself against a wall.

"No, never! Even if you were a woman, you're still a disgusting murderer!" He insisted. "You're not even my type!"

He rubbed his body against Addie's.

"Then you have nothing to fear, right? You can let me tease you and you won't even get hard, so it's fine."

He bit his lip. He had hoped it wouldn't come to this.

"Get off of me." He said, trying to act calm. Unfortunately, he knew it wasn't going to last long.

He slipped his fingers into Addie's underwear.

"Oh Addie, I fancy you ever so much--I own you know, so please be good..."

Well, so much for that. He squirmed, feeling his suit pants become unbearably tight.

"God, just get off me, you've proved your stupid point!" He shouted angrily, shoving Royce away. "Big fucking deal!"

Several guests turned and stared. Royce laughed it off, grabbing Addie by the arm. He whispered in his ear again.

"Well now you're at a party in an embarrassing predicament; since I'm responsible for you, I'll fix it like the ace gent I am." He pulled Addie back to the bedroom, shutting the door.

"Let me blow you," he said without a hint of irony.

Addie responded by heartily punching him in the face.

"Fuck you!" He shouted again, and in a rare occurrence, he swore twice in close proximity. Of course, he burst into flames the second he said that. They were not his usual flames either; they were nearly white with how angry he was. "Would you just leave me alone? For the last time, I don't want to sleep with you, and I certainly am not attracted to you!"

Royce clutched his cheek, looking up at Addie in surprise.

"...But Addie, we're mates. Have some sympathy."

"Me?!" He shouted, his flames doubling in size. "You're the one ruining my entire life and you want ME to have sympathy for YOU?!"

"Ruining you life?" he asked incredulously. "All I'm trying to do is bang you--this is just more proof that you need a good lay. To relax, is all."

"No, it's proof that you're the source of all my problems!" He insisted. His suit, while made to endure this sort of heat, was beginning to burn away. "I hate you, and I especially hate you for trying to sleep with me all the goddamned time because I. Am. Not. Gay!"

"...I don't think you're gay," he said calmly. "Why do you think I'm so disappointed? Stupid wanker."

He took a deep breath, and his fire subsided a little. His suit was pretty much fried, though.

"...I'm going home."

"I don't want you too," he insisted. "We need to talk."

"There is absolutely nothing to talk about." He said angrily, straightening out his dead tie. Obviously, there was plenty to talk about.

"Strip off your clothes and talk," he commanded. "Or I'll kill all of those namby-pamby scientists we're working with. What nancy-boys, the lot of them."

"What?!" He shouted angrily, causing him to burst into flames. Again. His poor clothes were really in for it this time. "This is exactly why I fucking despise you!! You're constantly threatening me and forcing me to do stupid, stupid things for you, and I HATE it!!"

"Calm your tits," he said flatly. "I do it because you never just talk to me, Addie--you never seek out your best mate. What's a bloke to do?"

"Why should I talk to you?!" He snapped, showing no signs of calming down again. "All you ever do is try to sleep with me! For God's sake, why would I want to talk to you? You're a disgusting, horrible person and I've never, ever liked you!"

"I can't help fancying you," he replied, waving a hand. "Not my fault you're fine and well-hung and silly and loveable."

"I am not! You're just an idiot!" He shouted angrily. "I swear to God, if I ever, ever have to see you again after this night I will incinerate you!!"

He headed for the door, still quite on fire.

Royce grabbed his arm, ignoring the flames.

"Incinerate me all you like, I don't wanna go anywhere."

He growled, but his flames turned into a smolder.

"...I hate you."

He grinned.

"I'd love to change that, but you won't let me."