Ganymede could have chosen to ignore the comment out of Freddie about Alex. And he might have, in another time or place. But now was not that time or that place, and Ganymede was more than tied of Freddie's attitude. Christmas had startled him, but now he was angry.
He was out of his chair and turning, arm cocked back before Alexander had finished getting the words out of his mouth, before he flicked his fist out and connected with Freddie's face. His hand slid to grasp tightly around the man's throat, his back pressed against the doorway. "I have warned you before," he said, voice dangerously low and soft. "All I have to do is squeeze."
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Date: 2017-07-05 04:51 am (UTC)He was out of his chair and turning, arm cocked back before Alexander had finished getting the words out of his mouth, before he flicked his fist out and connected with Freddie's face. His hand slid to grasp tightly around the man's throat, his back pressed against the doorway. "I have warned you before," he said, voice dangerously low and soft. "All I have to do is squeeze."