Clenching his fingers into fists, he strode over to Double X, taking hold of the front of his outfit, holding tight. ”I have no idea what your intentions are…but what do you want with me…?”
Double X watched his reaction carefully. Red X didn’t seem all too pleased with the contents of the chest. XX would’ve tagged him for someone that was into bondage, but he could be wrong. He felt … surprisingly disappointed, having looked forward to this … but it was okay. Perhaps Robin would like to play.
After all, he did go through a lot of trouble asking Red X what he liked, then preparing for every possible outcome. But not this one. Not … rejection. No, XX was going to be unbiased. He didn’t have real feelings after all, since he wasn’t even … real. It didn’t matter. He was just here for everyone’s amusement. He had to remember that.
“I think my intentions are quite obvious, love. But if you don’t want to go that way, that’s fine too. There are other ways to get to know each other, just name the setting and I’ll change it.” He smirked slightly, making no move to remove himself from X’s grasp. He raised up one arm and prepared to change the setting.
“Perhaps you’d like a battlefield instead?”
The hurt that Double X felt could be seen in his eyes, but it slowly faded away. Why was he hurt? Was he hurt over thief act that X didn’t want to jump in to sleeping with someone he’d never met before? Let alone someone who could mess with his mind and control his supposed world. It was all crazy talk to him, but seeing how the setting changed from one fancy restaurant with a pretty little blond, to a romantically bedroom in about a span of ten seconds, X had to believe it. Then again, the Xenothium always seemed to mess with X’s mind every now and again, so what if he was just having a screwed up dream? Or what if he was passed out on his room floor from blood loss due to another unstoppable bloody nose? There were many things that could explain the situation, like he thought before, but that didn’t mean those were the reasons.
Even if X was confused, Double X was right. The intentions were laid out on a plate before him. Clenching his jaw he slowly released the other he held. There were plenty of other ways to get to know one another, but of all the ways, X chose pleasure. It sounded smart, but at the same time, not. A battlefield, now that sounded like something X was willing to try. Fighting, and figuring out what this double X was capable of. Then again…
The thief’s eyes scanned along the chests once more. He looked at the few toys and even gadgets, but he didn’t pick them up or touch them. He crouched down, blinking a few times before he grabbed the rope, standing. As he stared at the male before he, he began wrapping it up in his hands. “Of all the things, why pleasure specifically?” he asked, brow quirked. “I mean, it would be a nice way to get to know you…might find a few kinks and quirks you have…but on the battle field you are able to see what I’m capable of, or what you are capable of.” he explained, shaking his head. No matter how much he wanted to deck the other in the face, and possible stomp on his cringing body as it lay on the floor— he knew that that probably wasn’t the best way to go about this…
“Alright, so what did you have in mind with these…objects?” he finally breathed, raising a brow.
Let’s see what kind of scenario Red X desires with me, shall we? ~ Double X closed his eyes and entered into Red X’s world. They were in a restaurant, and quite a fancy one at that. He grinned. The room was full of gold and jewels, was quite the masterpiece. His husband had style and taste … no wonder he went for xx.
But the treasure in the room was nothing compared to the boy sitting alone in the middle. His small, lithe form, the suit hugging his body and showing off every muscle and curve. Double x eyed him hungrily until he spotted him watching a young girl. She was gorgeous, and Red X seemed to be staring at her …
That wouldn’t do. As the thief got up and headed toward the blond, XX covered his eyes from behind and stopped him, another arm wrapping around his waist. He put his lips next to the red streaked boy’s ear, and whispered softly.
“Yep, that’s me babe. Now, do you want dinner, or should we go somewhere more private? After all, your objective is to find out who I am.”
The arm that wrapped around him was foreign. He hadn’t expected any touch or hold to come upon him as he walked over to the female. She was alone, so what was the issue with going over there? Even if he thought that it was Double X, maybe there was a chance that it was some sort of guard? But, the arm that wrapped aorund him had said otherwise. Body tensing, X kept himself stoic and still, unsure of how to react, not sure if he should even move. Was this some sort of threat? Or test on him? If XX had just appeared, and chose to be around X, what was it for?
Swallowing hard, X inhaled through his nose. As he stood there, he waited for the other to say something, to maybe give a threat to him. But, when neither came, X just clenched his jaw. Wasn’t the objective of all of them to figure out who XX was? But, if they were all to figure out who this mysterious person was, then why was he just appearing before X, of all people? He raised a hand to his face, resting it on the palm that covered his eyes. Dinner did sound nice, maybe this XX would be willing to give a few clues as they chatted… But going somewhere private sounded like a better choice.
Clearing his throat, X took hold of the hand on his eyes, pulling it away slowly. “Well, considering the fact that we are in the middle of a restaurant, and you have your arm around my waist…” he murmured, taking a step away from the other, “I think it’d be best if we shuffe out of public. I have a lot of questions, and I don’t want things to get ugly in public.” he admitted with a shrug, looking over his shoulder to examine the other.
He shouldn’t have blinked, because when he had, everything was changed. The setting, the room, the people. One moment he was with the titans, and a few others he knew of, chatting with someone who defined themselves as Double X. That moment he blinked, he was suddenly in a restaurant. Why..why such a fancy restaurant? He clenched his jaw and examined his surroundings, staring down at the table he sat at. Gold lined plates and cups, the silver ware the same color. Imagine what they could sell for!
He rested his hand on the table, ready to slide a few into his pocket, his eyes scanning around. That was, until he spotted a gorgeous young woman with blond tendrils cascading down her back. His eyes traced over the jewels she wore, sparkling in the light above. Slipping from the chair he sat in, he headed towards the female, ready to fancy up a conversation with her.
That was, until an arm shot in front of him. A gray-clad arm, blocking his way and view.
“Hey!” he knew that color.
“Aren’t you Double X?”