Bridge wrapped his arms around Scipio and rested his head against his chest, needing something safe to hold onto now.
Oh, It's You Again // O/O // Closed
Scipio held Bridge as tightly as he could in this weak state, slowly scooting over to the corner so they were safer.
"He…he kissed my neck," Bridge told him softly. "And bit it."
"I'll fuckin' kill him for you…" Scipio muttered, laying his head gently on top of Bridge's. He meant it in a sweet way, of course, but he wasn't the most experienced.
Bridge smiled a little, leaning into him. "Thank you."
"He deserves it for making you upset and hurting you…" Scipio kissed the top of Bridge's head, holding him close.
Bridge buried his head in the crook of Scipio's shoulder, nodding a little bit. "He…I only like you."
Scipio nodded as well. "I don't like him either. Although, that's a very mild way of putting it. I fucking hate him."
Bridge smiled some, pressing himself closer to Scipio. He needed something firm and safe to hold on to.
"Next time they try to take you, try the fighting techniques I taught you. If we both fight back, they'll decide it isn't worth it to try. It's too much hassle."
Bridge nodded after a moment of pause. "I'll…okay. I'll try."
"That's why they don't take me out much anymore. I fight and they can't be bothered."
"Did…they used to?" Bridge asked, looking up at him, their faces close together.
Scipio nodded. "Not for too long, though. Like I said, I fought back, so they stopped trying to take me out of the cell."
"Oh. Okay." Bridge blinked for a moment - a short pause before he closed the small distance between them and kissed Scipio again.
Scipio gently kissed him back, holding onto the smaller boy. He was exhausted, and everything hurt like hell, but he didn't want to sleep right now.
Bridge leaned into his touch, sighing into the kiss a little bit. Never in his life had he imagined he would be here, in an asylum, kissing a psychopath - but here he was, and he wouldn't want to be with anyone else.
"Why are you sighing? Is something wrong?" Scipio asked softly, kissing Bridge on the cheek.
Bridge shook his head with a small smile. "No. Not anymore." It was amazing how quickly he could forget about Luka and everything that had happened as soon as he was with Scipio again.
"That's good…" Scipio smiled and moved his head down to gently nibble Bridge's ear.
Bridge blushed a little, tilting his head back a tiny bit for him.
"Do you like that?" Scipio asked, not wanting to remind Bridge of Luka.
Bridge nodded silently, looking back at him with golden, sparkling eyes. Luka had no place in his mind now; not here when he was with Scipio.
Scipio moved down to Bridge's neck and kissed there as well. It was similar to the way Luka had done it, but different because it wasn't done out of lust. Scipio was gentler.
Bridge tilted his head back just a bit more, keeping his arms wrapped against Scipio's neck so he wouldn't fall.
Scipio gently added his teeth onto Bridge's neck, although not hard enough to hurt. Just hard enough to feel them there.
Bridge's breath hitched a little, albeit not in a bad way, not at all. He was very much liking this.
Scipio stopped for a moment at the noise. "Did I hurt you?"
Bridge shook his head, smiling a bit. "No…no, you didn't. Not at all."
"Alright…" Scipio continued, holding onto Bridge tightly so he (Bridge) wouldn't fall.