five-hundred pounds, THIRTY REPS [[tanicus]]

[jax xavier halestone]

Jax removed himself from his enormous weight bench as their instructor signaled the end of class. He had been doing some light, toning work up until then, doing a few hundred pounds multiple times, at about thirty repetitions. He loved being a demon, although he did scare a few of the human girls in his class, lifting all of that weight, but that didn't really matter. During weight-lifting, most of the demons stuck together, most being able to lift excessively over the normal amount. Yet, as Jax finished up, he lifted himself from the bench and began moving towards the locker room. He situated himself beneath his gym shorts and lifted his tanktop to wipe the sweat off of his face. He then smiled as he turned to watch a few of those human girls giggle at his tattoo. He loved the thoughts that would fill their heads with.

He continued walking, that smirk plastered on his face as he swung through the doors and headed towards his locker. They were breaking for lunch, so his next class wouldn't be for another two hours. He had time to shower at least. Reaching the bench in front of his locker, he opened the metal frame, pulling out a towel and his change of clothes. He left the hooks empty for his dirty clothes as he placed the fresh ones on a shelf halfway down the locker. Pulling off his tanktop and sliding it into the locker, Jax sat down, working off his shoes and ankle socks. Stashing them away too, Jax finished up by removing his shorts and boxers and heading for the showers, his towel draped over his shoulder. He tried not to laugh as a few people stared, mostly at his tattoo.

Reaching the showers, he hung his towel up and went for a showerhead. Turning it on, he splashed under it, soaking in the water for a few good minutes. He loved walking through the lockerrooms naked, showing off his tattoo and other things to his classmates. It gave him ideas of who he could potentially fuck around with. Usually he would do so drunk, but certain things he just deemed 'guys hanging out.' He had fun, and he didn't consider himself gay or bisexual, just open. He really only had feelings for girls, so he didn't have to worry about anything. Shutting the shower off, Jax grabbed his towel and did an initial 'dry-off,' mostly getting his lower body. Then as he continued towards his locker, he dealt with his upper body and head. He was pretty much dry as he reached his locker, wrapping his towel around his lower torso.

[tanicus tauran rivera]

He hated PE. He hated weight training. He hated being active
like this. It against the rules to use your powers in PE or Weight
Training, so he was stuck with his pure physical ability which
was shit in a hand basket. He couldn't lift five-hundred pounds
much less even fifty pounds. He was so week and the coach
goaded him. He laughed at Tanicus at his wimpy arm strength
and his dependence on his power. Demons were supposed to
be strong, evil and deadly! He was small, wimpy and cocky.
Demons were supposed to be like him. Tanicus hated him
simply because he was better than Tanicus was.

Jax Halestone. The god of the demons. Also the playboy of the
Demons, which he couldn't blame those girls of. And boys,
apparently. The man was amazing looking. It made every person
who loved muscles melt and want to touch him. Hell, it made
him want to melt. But, he was still envious. He wanted to be
like him, at least a little. Be stronger than he is right now and
not be the cocky, all bark and no bite demon he is. He couldn't
even believe that he was on the Execution Squad, but his black-
mailing abilities were good ,apparently.

He sighed and watched Jax, leaning against a horribly dented
locker, pulling off his shirt quickly and shucking his pants. He
heard snickers, but when hazel eyes looked up and glared at
them in the eye, they shut up. For his wimpiness, he sure had
a presence. He knew how to keep a person quiet with a simple
glance. He stepped towards the showers as Jax did and he slid
past the sweaty bodies that he admired so. He turned on the
water and sighed as it hit his body. There was a stupid comment
from a boy behind him. "Don't drop the soap, Tani!" Tanicus's
shoulders tensed and he tightened his hand on said soap that
was in his hand. He hated tiger shape-shifters. He did. They were
cocky and annoying. He just wanted to...

The soap slipped from his hand and he heard laughter. Tanicus
snarled and dropped to squatting, spinning around and launching
the newly acquired soap at his mouth, grinning when he made a
perfect shot. It stuck on the sharp eye teeth of the shape-shifter
and his heightened senses made the tiger scream in the simple
disgusting taste of the soap. "Don't drop the soap, baby." Tanicus
hissed, grinning and washing himself off quickly. He grabbed a
towel that he had taken from his locker and stepped out, drying
off quickly. He put the towel in his nape-long hair and dried it
furiously. He rubbed his palms against his towel and looked up,
seeing Jax right in front of him. God damn, that back...

He stepped quickly to his locker and opened it quickly, looking
around for his clothes. Oh. Hell. No. He clenched his fists and
wrapped the towel around his waist, spinning around and bearing
his teeth. "Who the fuck stole my clothes?" He snarled deeply.

[jax xavier halestone]

Jax grew rather uncomfortable standing there with the towel wrapped around his hips and decided to discard the thin clothing. It wasn't leaving much to the imagination anyway, so it was rather useless. As he did so, Jax noticed that the discarded cloth was lying on the floor, so the decision was quickly made to lay it overtop the bench where he was about to sit anyway. It wasn't like it required much effort. With Jax, as a matter of fact, it required only a quick thought. Oh, how he loved the demonic gift of telepathy. God would have never let him have as much fun as he was having now, on Earth, screwing every person he rated a six or above on the attractiveness scale. This was the life; it was plain and simple. Come to think of it, as Jax started looking around, he realized he needed to get back in the game a bit more. Three people a week was not cutting it. He needed his old five to seven sexual encounters a week. It didn't have to be sex...it could be other fun things...

Sighing and turning to check out the guys around him, Jax sat on the benched towel, pulling the clothes out of his locker with his mind and lying them down next to him. As he did so, he was checking the various males with their gender-specific anatomy around him. No one around him was quite in his league in that department, but he liked a few of the things he saw. Chiseled abs, nice asses, and attractive other parts were always pluses that could work for the guys. The girls in Jax's life had other sets of requirements. Looking up, he noticed a rather familiar face walking towards him. Come to think of it, he thought he had heard a few ignorant remarks made to the boy he thought he had seen in the showers. Assholes. Some people were really just cocky bastards trying to overcompensate for their lack size. Tanicus was a cool guy, and though he isn't the buffest, most athletic guy, he could definitely send you to places you don't ever want to go to emotionally.

Besides, he may not be in Olympic condition, but Tanicus didn't have a disgusting body by any means. In fact, certain parts on Tanicus were quite attractive, maybe not comparing to Jax's all-American looks and large...well, yeah...but Tanicus had his own high points. He had talents, that boy did, but that was for another time. Looking around again as the nude boy moved closer, Jas got a few facefulls of dick and was glad decades of experience helped him from showing his thoughts rather obviously. Opening his legs a bit to air out his privates and try enticing any passerby, Jax looked up just in time to witness Tanicus's revelation about his small ordeal. Turning towards him, the nude Jax spoke up, "Well, I could either help you or walk your nude ass around campus" Jax stood up and clapped the boy on the shoulder. Snickering a bit, Jax pulled his arms back, jutting his chest forward as he stretched out, "I prefer the latter, but whatever. How's is going dude."

[[ooc:: agh, a bit rusty and i went into the sexual stuff a bit much, but whatev, it defines jax...i won't do it everyone...maybe... XD]]

[tanicus tauran rivera]

Tanicus looked at Jax, one eyebrow raised. Jax was a pretty nice guy, but Tanicus was a mean guy. Nice Guy(talking) + Mean Guy = disaster. At least, that's what he thought. Well, actually, the equation should look a little like this: (Nice Guy + Talking)^Strong Guy + Mean Guy^Weak Dude = Disaster. Tanicus stared at Jax for a moment, suddenly nervous. Damn it, he was rarely ever nervous, why was he getting to be nervous now? He rubbed his hands together and nodded numbly. This guy would rather see him naked? .... Oh yeah. Playboy. He sighed and rubbed his forehead, leaning against his locker and wrapping the towel securely around his waist, cutting off the view for Jax. "Sure. These bastards probably hid them again. Assholes." He felt himself start to pout, but he abruptly stopped himself. He didn't want to do that right now. Jax would just think him weaker than he probably already thought he was.

He looked up at Jax once more, scanning his body. Unconsciously, his eye tooth nibbled his plump bottom lip, his eyes quite obviously scanning down to the junction between Jax's legs. At one part of his mind, he wished the other demon was like a Ken doll, pretty but with no dick or anything else down there. But a larger part of his mind and his dick wanted to see everything. And he did see everything. A surprising blush came over his cheeks and he felt it, physically. He hissed and turned away, glaring at the wall... or, at a wall with a guy leaning against it. The guy looked at him and blinked for few seconds and then made eye contact. Tanicus snapped his teeth and the guy jumped, inching away. Damn humans. He looked back at Jax, forcing his eyes to stay on the handsome man's face.

"So, how would you help me? I bet you would just hide them more just to keep me naked for the rest of the day, huh?" He grumbled, looking to the side and huffing this time looking squarely at the wall. Honestly, he wouldn't mind if it was just Jax that he was naked for, but it was the whole damn school and he would be the laughing stock of the school. That would just hurt his job a lot more than it should. He rubbed his hands together, sharpening his nails on opposite nails, he thought. His job. He silently wondered when the games were going to start again...

[jax xavier halestone]

Jax noted the towel now firmly wrapped around Tanicus's waist. He huffed the air out of his lungs and went on with his plan to help the guy in front of him. If he didn't want to be any fun, Jax wasn't about to push him into it. Besides, this wasn't the forum for any fun anyway. This would only lead to getting Jax in a bit of trouble, not that he was against a sticky situation, but he figured it be best for all parties involved that he didn't push the envelope. "Ya, that is seriously fucked up. Any idea which one would have done anything?" Jax questioned. He didn't want to reveal his initial plan to the guy. After all, what guy wanted his battles fought for him? However, the nude telepathic demon would have no problem exposing other people and intimidating Tanicus's clothes out of their possession.

Yet, if he did resist Jax's plan, the beau always had an extra few clothing items lined up for Tanicus. That would be the easiest route, but helping his friend in the initially conceived manner would teach a lesson and put off any further torment. Powerful friends were good allies. Little did Jax know he had an unsuspected powerful ally himself, but that would never be revealed to him. We'll let the dramatic irony of the situation to act on its own accord. Meanwhile, Jax was noticing that his friend's eyes were quite obviously traveling to certain "fun" regions. Jax would have blushed a little if this hadn't happened before over the past few decades, or if he had something he wasn't willing to flaunt. However, in this instance, he just chuckled a bit.

Raising his eyebrows in a facial expression that just screamed "Really, right now you're doing this?", Jax heaved his shoulders up in a small chuckle. Not that he minded, in fact he actually liked it, but he didn't want Tanicus to get picked on anymore today, for everyone's sake. An angry demon doesn't lead to a good situation. "Dude, save the drooling for later," Jax said as the boy turned around and then completed the circle with a second turn, "But I can either get your clothes back or you can borrow some of my extra ones. It can get you back to my room at least before I can hand you a pair of better-fitting sweats." Jax supposed that Tanicus could take them back to his own room, but where would the fun be in that? He already had proof that the boy was interested. And Jax being Jax, he wasn't planning on putting the towel back on soon, in fact, he went down to situate and move around his lower, pleasureful, extremeties, trying to call as much attention as possible without being the least bit obvious.

[tanicus tauran rivera]

Tanicus ran a thumbnail against his lip, drawing it down and letting it bounce back up to his teeth. It was new habit for thinking. One that he hadn't done in quite a long time. He nibbled on his thumbnail before shrugging. "I have no idea who could've done this. They all fuckin' hate me." He glanced back at Jax, his eyes staying firmly on Jax's face. He really couldn't help it half the time if his eyes arched down to look at that area. It was just... put on display. It was almost frightening, but... no, nothing scared Tanicus! He straightened, clutching the knot at his side. He tried not to drool, he honestly did. But, any male, gay or not, would look at it and feel that tingle run through his body. He clenched his hands and just opted to look away before he himself got a little happy. That would not be good, especially around this guy. He had suspicions about this guy, and ones that he wasn't sure he was happy about or not...

"Oh, I was not drooling." Tanicus hissed, embarrassed about his obvious staring. He usually wasn't this blunt. He was sly and cunning and rarely ever made his intentions known but something was making him loose and flabby with this guy. It was annoying. He was wanted to be his old, Tanicus-y self again. Meaning, he wanted to get away from this guy as quick as possible. It would seem like that wouldn't be possible, though. "... Just, give me your sweatpants and I can go back to your room. Mine is a ways away from here and I personally don't want to freeze my nipples off." He rubbed his chest, already feeling really cold from the air around him. He ran a hand through his black hair and pinned his eyes to the wall, ignoring Jax as he situated himself. He clenched his hands, slyly watching from the corner of his eye. He shifted on the balls of his feet and thrust out a hand for the pants.

He was not comfortable, especially in the lower region. It wasn't showing, thankfully, but it was starting to. He crossed his legs, his left foot resting against the opposite side of his right foot. "Give it." He was not in the best of temperaments, so he wasn't going to be nice. Especially to this... Adonis. He hissed and forced the thought out of his head.

[jax xavier halestone]

Jax lifted his hand from situating his lower region as Tanicus began to talk once again. At about this time, Jax realized that advertising the goods would need to be placed on the back burner and taking care of his friend needed to come first. Of course, that didn't mean that Jax needed to put clothes on quite yet. In fact, he began fishing in the bottom of his locker for a pair of some sort of pants. However, in all of the mess, he couldn't find the pair he was looking for and began getting frustrated. What could he say? The demon side caused his patience and temper to grow exponentially. Maybe this was the downside that Jax was unable to identify when asked what the bad part about being a semi-immortal being was.

So, at Tanicus's statement, Jax turned from his bent over position to an upright position, now facing the other demon. "Dude, they don't ALL hate you. They're probably just afraid of you. But don't worry, they're just being pricks and overcompensating for the dick's the don't have." Jax was tempted to add a statement that played towards the whole him checking out their dicks, but figured he didn't need to. He figured Tanicus would take it quite literally anyway. Turning back towards his locker, Jax closed his eyes and raised his hands into the air. He always loved the preshow dramatics. Opening his eyes, he began lifting and mentally separating the clothes, trying to find the right pair of pants to give Tanicus.

"Don't be ashamed of staring, I really don't mind," Jax said as he shoved two large pairs of yellow mesh shorts back into the locker with his telekinetic ability. Jax then found the desired pair of brown sweatpants, although they were missing the drawstrings, and levitated them towards Tanicus. In response to his second demand, Jax jetted them through the air a bit faster, leaving his hands free to situate himself. He then returned to stashing his clothes away until he found the cargo shorts he had worn commando over here, and the tank top. After all, Jax didn't really get cold. "Well, say good-bye to the little man," Jax said as he shifted into his cargo pants, careful not to clip anything. He then resumed putting his clothes on and shut his locker, ready to head out as he put his shoes and socks back on. "I'm ready to leave when you are. I'd have given you a shirt, but they're all rather sweaty."