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[It's another night shift for Rex at the cask and anvil, which, amidst all the things he's had to endure in this place, really isn't all that bad. Now, customer service would be the bane of his ill-tempered existence if the staff weren't encouraged to be intentionally rude and foul-mouthed. The more customers who walk off out of sheer frustration, the more spoils are left for the actual folk who keep the food hot and the booze chilled at the end of the day. While Rex may not think too highly of his fellow headscape hostages, he does like his fellow staff members. Also, being allowed to be an asshole and getting monetarily compensated for it?! That's having his cake and eating it too. Thankfully, the business doesn't lose too much money, as there's very little competition for the quality of its goods despite the ambiance.

On tonight's agenda of disturbing the peace, Rex is purposefully taking his time in one of the singular bathroom stalls to anger the long line of drunk pissheads waiting behind a closed door. He finally removes the bandage that Lumen had applied to his face before the tender-hearted seaman had disappeared for good, and the young super leans over the sink counter thumb tracing an injury that is now on the mend, although the line of healing tissue is certainly longer thanks to Denjii's interference.

In a desperate attempt to feel something, Rex unbuttons his white, server's top, and snaps a photo from the nose down to his exposed chest, sending it to one of the only contacts he bothers to text.]

this shit better not fuck up my face permanently, asshole

( one of these days cain might bother getting up off his ass and getting himself a job — it would give him something to do when he's bored ( often ) and he might even go so far as to learn a new skillset ( doubtful, but we are not pessimists in this house ) but the fact of the matter just happens to be that it's too damned easy to be a freeloader and bounce from one couch to another ( like someone else he knows ), and as such … he's in no real hurry. fucking figures.

what is he doing when that message comes through? nothing important, probably, would have been taking up space in kakashi's treehouse if the guy hadn't up and disappeared himself, and it doesn't feel right to be in that space without him, but if there's one thing he's not about to admit out loud it's that his attention always perks up pretty damn quick when a message from rex comes through.

he snorts out a small laugh under his breath. )

dunno, i think it adds to the charm personally
nice cleavage

[Rex immediately picks his device back up as that message from Cain comes in, taking a moment to silently flip off whoever it is that banged on the outside of the bathroom door, even though the gesture would hardly be visible to the offender. Something about the response irks him, not in his usual, quick-tempered and rageful manner, but... It's almost disappointing. He had been hoping for something slightly hornier.]

listen man, you're talkin to a guy who once had to pull an alligator tooth out of his right ASS cheek once
and that didn't even leave a mark!

then again another guy did try to bite my face off (not you)

also not... sexually??? i think??? tf do you say to someone when they tell you that ya taste good, only... they JUST consumed a chunk of your fleshy human facemeat????

[Wait, that's not sexy.]

what r u doin rn

Edited 2023-05-18 02:16 (UTC)

( don't be disappointed; as has been mentioned elsewhere, he is the easiest motherfucker to get all riled up through sexting, maybe most especially if he isn't the one initiating, but he can't help but to give you a little bit of shit first.

regret messaging him yet? )

guess that means im not the only one that thinks youve got an ass worth sinking teeth into

( in the good, non-cannibalistic way, of course. see? he's getting there.

and honestly why does that sound exactly like something that would happen to you?? jesus fucking christ, man, you need a different career. )

you say 'thanks i worked really hard on the marinade' and move the fuck on

( cain? what the fuck??? was that????

WHY DO YOU THINK YOU'RE FUNNY. )

nothin important
arent you supposed to be working

or are you fishing for a distraction

[Granted, it's very strange being on the receiving end of such filthy nastiness, especially when it isn't unwanted or from a totally random stranger. Make no mistake, Atom Eve for all her sweetness was never shy when it came to her wants or her needs, but this feels... Different. It's nice to feel like he isn't the one taking the first leap, or running after someone. Rex enjoys a good horndoggy chase, as there's a ritual thrill that comes with each all-too-mad dash.

Still, he can't help but be thankful that the fluttery pitter-patter in his chest is only something he's aware of at the moment.]

well, technically, i... didn't?
that was all my shitty mom n dad, although

i'm pretty sure that i was an (un!)happy accident, so even THEN the metaphor still doesn't motherfuckin stand
so, less of a labor of love and more of a... oh, fuck, am i really in labor right now ???

[Ah, he's getting nervous. Where's that make-believe rizz when you need it.]

i'm out here waiting tables, dude
this shit doesn't really hold a candle to saving the world, so

yeah

sure

distract me

( good thing he doesn't mind not being the aggressor for once, huh? cain has always liked a good chase -- the buildup, the ultimate satisfaction of the catch by the end of it -- and yeah, he's used to being the one pushing buttons and boundaries. this is just another day ending in 'y' for him, but he's with rex in thinking that it feels just a little bit different.

he enjoys this for more than just the sake of being able to get a rise out of him. )

just take the compliment, милый, damn

( don't worry, sweetheart. he's got you. he's about to be in the zone.

it takes him a second or two to reply, wanting to build up suspense if there is some already, cultivate it if there isn't, and when he finally does send another message: )

guess what im thinking about

[Now, Rex is far from being fluent in Russian. He doesn't even have the skills to muster up a corny, phony accent like many douchey teenagers his age.

Still, he's able to recognize the alphabet. So many of his first few jobs involved covert Russia operations, the script would be hard to forget.]

fuck

is that how you spell

[When he sees the word, he hears the moniker in Cain's voice.

Shit, the guy's in his head.

This never bodes well. The ending is always the worst part.]

aah
milly? millet... mullet-head (tho i'm pretty sure that just happens 2 b Y-O-U!!!!! AYOOOO)

[Maybe if he plays it cool, he'll seem less... Desperate? Stupid?]

ooh ooh
DICKS

it's either violence or dicks
god, i know i'm right

thats what i said
милый

( he's genuinely just messing with him, because again, it's fun, but to know that he hears the nickname when he reads the cyrillic would make him a little happier than he's ever going to admit. happy? hm. that might not be the word, exactly. but it's close to it.

he lets him finish before he even thinks about addressing any of that. )

well
the person i have in mind can definitely be one
but thats part of his charm
what else am i thinking about

charming, huh?

[Rex's lip quirk upwards at that, once again as some poor sap bangs on the bathroom door, seemingly wailing from the burdensome pressure within his bladder. The young hero thinks he hears something along the lines of, "No, not again, the last time this happened was at my mother's funeral-"]

Damn, the last time you wet yourself was at your mother's funeral?

[He calls back, clearly unbothered.]

Well! At least you didn't shit in her grave!

[Now, back to texting.]

sorry
got a little distracted from being distracted, my b

i mean, it's me, right?

what else could it be

( REX. for the love of everything.

keep that shit up, because he'd appreciate it. and you know he would. oh, if only he could be there to witness it with his own two eyes.

( though let's be real here. if he was there with rex, he wouldn't be so concerned with what he was doing unless he'd somehow managed to not keep his attention. eyes on him, handsome. ) )

yeah its you
and i said it was PART of your charm
not that you were charming

( sir. please. )

you already knew it was you
so ill ask again
what else am i thinking about

wow
rude, bro

[The barb is typed and sent with a cheeky smile, and if Rex were the more pensive sort, the kind to think more deeply about the things that he said ad did, he'd hope that the tone was recognizable in the message.

He probably should've also sent a winky face, in retrospect.]

my thighs probably
did manage to crush a few watermelons between 'em a couple times
dat fruity juicey juice came squirtin out of them (🍉🍉🍉) like a gusher

i've wanted to try that technique out in live combat for a while now, buuuut
the technique's a little risky, as you can probably tell
and i'd like to keep both of my nuts intact, tyvm

Edited 2023-05-24 01:56 (UTC)

you love it

( hey, if it helps? he can see that cheeky smile, you little shit, and he hopes that his own is evident enough in his reply, because it is most definitely there.

you don't even need the winky face.

but.

if he's perfectly honest, he's thinking about several parts of him, the topmost of which had been how absolutely biteable his collarbones are, but when that next message comes in ... his thoughts take a different route entirely. )

your thighs are pretty gorgeous
maybe
im thinking about how good theyd look with my teeth marks on them

[Rex smiles again, a little more genuinely this time.

It's still bizarre being on the receiving end of such aggressive compliments from anyone who isn't Eve. He can't say he hates it- Fuck yeah his thighs are fucking gorgeous, he's made sure of it. Rex has worked pretty hard to get his body where it's currently is, and maintaining this state is even harder when you can't cheat your way to pretty with superpowers.

Luckily, he's known good old fashioned discipline before, so old habits are being dredged up and re-used for necessity's sake.]

what's with you and the whole biting thing

[He likes it, actually. Overall!

There's an inkling of curiosity, of something else, that he feels about it as well. That's harder to pin down, however.]

you don't eat people do you?
cause that'd be juuuuust my mcfreakin luck

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