-he sat down, looking more like a kid now, and he wiped his face, blood poured out. He never bleed this much, he guessed it was just because it was cold-

-he worked one finger in, it was tight, and he could feel everything, he started, trying to loosen him up. Eventually he slid another finger in-

-he spat blood on the ground, and wiped his face-

-he growled and turned around, moving his hand. He looked at the boundaries, thinking about beating his ass, but remembered what just happened-

-he opens his mouth, and licks it, pushing his tongue in slightly, then his fingers-
“I-I’ll...be gentle-“

-he dodged a few, but he turned his head, a spike sliced right through the bridge of his nose, cutting a long, deep line through. It would scar, and he covered his nose, tons of blood dripped though his fingers-

-he stepped back, he felt...guilty? He knew he would fuck things up if he crossed a boarder...-

-he gave him a smile, and slowly traced his body, making his way until he rubbed his middle and ring finger against Garrets hole-

-he winced-
“Ohh- shit.. didn’t mean to do that- damn”

-he winces, he didn’t actually mean to hurt him. (You know when your siblings like hurt you, but the6 were playing? Yeah like that)

Aight, cool)

-he smiled, and kissed his forehead-
“Then we should loosen you up lover boy~“

-he picked up a stick, he basically caught it on fire instantly, and threw it at Rins feet-

-he sneezed, a small burst of fire came out, and he wiped his nose, his hands simmered out-

I’m down))

Sorry- didn’t see, you wanna continue or?))

-he dusted himself off, and smiled-
“Hold Em still old man, I’ll do the rest”
-his fists caught fire, they could both feel the pure heat radiation off-

-he kinda stumbled, and wriggled a bit, his body heat alone caused the vines to shrivel and he fell, landing on his feet-

(Everest -healing a tree Apollo probably killed- Apollo and Rin “I’m boutta box this bitch-“))

-He smiled, and got into his battle stance, his gold dragon tattoos kinda started to glow, and small embers flew into the air. He knew he had to stay on his side, or on the border, the cold was too much, it would weaken his power overall-

-he turned, his tattoos seemed to smolder, and he smiled, more of a “I’m gonna kill you” smile-