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Epilogue, I guess to the girl!Mark fic. Warning, potentially OOC (as opposed to the main fic, with was just OOBody). Nastiness ahead. Inspired by some of the comments about chapter 5. It wasn't going to be smut, but... huh. Basically, I just wanted to see Aerael with someone else's blood on him, and Mark with Aerael on him.
The incubus knew why Aerael was there the moment he opened the door and tried to shut it again, but Aerael pushed forwards. There was a satisfaction in the initial fight. Aerael liked the adrenaline rush a fight could bring, liked feeling his body work, his punches connect and even the pain when the other got in a lucky shot wasn't exactly a deterrent. After the fight was finished, however, and he had the other incubus incapacitated enough to be punished, any of the satisfaction from the fight vanished. It wasn't about the challenge, anymore, wasn't about conquering the other boy. It was about inflicting enough pain and damage to insure that the message "Do not challenge Aerael" was properly heard, by everyone.
( It went against... )
The incubus knew why Aerael was there the moment he opened the door and tried to shut it again, but Aerael pushed forwards. There was a satisfaction in the initial fight. Aerael liked the adrenaline rush a fight could bring, liked feeling his body work, his punches connect and even the pain when the other got in a lucky shot wasn't exactly a deterrent. After the fight was finished, however, and he had the other incubus incapacitated enough to be punished, any of the satisfaction from the fight vanished. It wasn't about the challenge, anymore, wasn't about conquering the other boy. It was about inflicting enough pain and damage to insure that the message "Do not challenge Aerael" was properly heard, by everyone.
( It went against... )
