Leopard and Reed Meet Again

He jumped.

"W-what's that supposed to mean?!" he demanded, nearly reaching for his knife. "I've always wanted...why, we were brothers! Kids! We grew up together! Don't be sick."

He didn't meet Leopard's eyes; he felt somehow sure that he wouldn't be able to lie if he did.

"You know exactly what I meant," he replied, licking his brother's ear. "You've always wanted to sleep with another man, and you can't deny that."

"...You don't know that," he replied quietly. "I mean, you bought me a hooker for my birthday--you know I'm a normal boy. Or, I was, at least--a normal teenager with normal desires for sex and video games and pizza. I like breasts, who doesn't?"

He felt a single drop of sweat trickle down his neck.

"...You're crazy, Leopard. You're saying things that don't make sense."

"Why are you sweating, then?" he purred. "And why do you feel so tense? Relax, then. Push me away, deny me, tell me no."

He moved his hands to Reed's thighs, running them along the outsides.

"Tell me you don't enjoy this."

"I liked Chase better," he replied, but he made no move to force Leopard away.

"...I've got a car outside, you know."

"So do I," he replied, a grin on his lips. "What are you implying, darling?"

"You're the one implying things," he snapped evasively, tucking his bangs behind his ear. "I was merely stating a fact...and I mean it when I say I prefer my brother. He would never have said things like this, because he only ever cared for my safety and well-being."

"Oh, then you did not know your brother very well, at all," he replied, running his tongue across Reed's cheek, all the way to his ear.

He shuddered slightly, but kept his arms at his sides. He wasn't sure what he would do, once he gave in; the prospect was exciting and horrifying both at once.

"My brother never saw me like that," he replied. "He never noticed me. That's why he spent so much time on women."

"Oh, you really did not know your brother well," he replied, grinning widely. Then, suddenly, he sat up. "Well...it's time for me to leave. See you again, soon."

"N-no, I--" he began, sitting up. "...I could give you a ride. In my car. You still haven't seen it."

He cleared his throat.

"I've...grown up, since they took me. Really. Please come see my car."

He crossed his arms, a smug expression on his face.

"Oh, is your car really that spectacular?" he asked teasingly. "Why, oh why, would I want to see your car?"

"It's easier to do some things in a car," he said quickly, looking at the ground.

"Oh?" he replied, tapping his arm. "And that would be...what, exactly?"

"I'll show you once we're there," he said, slipping his hands into his pockets. "I think it's the type of thing you'd enjoy, however--at least, I'm assuming..."

"Oh, no, I know exactly what you plan on doing!" he replied, grinning widely. "I will not succumb to your wiley attempts, assassin! I know exactly what you're planning; to seduce me into your car, and then, you'll stab me with that knife you're hiding."

"Yes, and you'll shoot me with your gun, now let's go to my car. I don't think you'll kill me. If you wanted to, you would have done it sooner--as I would have done the same to you, if I'd desired it."

"Hmm," he tapped his chin thoughtfully. "I don't think so. I'm tired," he yawned, "I think I'm gonna go home and take a nap and fuck some other hot redhead."

He grabbed Leopard by the shirt, shoving him into the wall.

"Do I have to honestly spell out something like this? I thought you were supposed to be smarter than the average inanimate object."

"Oh, so you are going to shank me, I got it," he replied, grinning. "I have to warn you, I think I could take you in a fight."

"I'm saying I'll take you up on your offer," he mumbled through gritted teeth. "Stop playing games with me, I'm not in the mood."

"What offer? You mean the ine to find your brother! Ohh! I could help you with that no sweat." he grinned.

He groaned and let go of him.

"I liked Chase better!" he growled. "Chase would never treat me like this--he was a good older brother. I can't believe he turned into you--I won't believe it."

"You mean to tell me that Chase would fuck you in a dirty, disgusting warehouse? Hit on you, seduce o, make you uncomfortable on purpose?" he asked, smiling still. "How, exactly, do you remember your brother?"

He swallowed.

"Are...are you stupid? Chase wouldn't do any of that, is what I mean. Chase didn't see me like that, we were brothers. He was a good person. He wasn't a whore like you."