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Post by devon splyce parker on Mar 25, 2012 0:26:10 GMT -5
Devon nodded faintly, the aches at least a little loosened up from the hot water. He watched him curiously, eyes catching every aspect of his body as he stretched.
"They hurt?" His head tilted as he gazed at his hips in question before stepping towards the couch. He touched one gently and smiled, curling up carefully beside him and resting his head in his lap.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Mar 25, 2012 0:32:39 GMT -5
"Yeah. I mean, they did. Not now. They're a lot of work. And I can't take them out. Nevada dared me to get them. Because he's too much of a sissy to do it. It goes down like, this far into your skin." He held out his fingers, then shrugged. He ran his fingers slowly through Devon's hair. He smiled down at him, tracing a finger over his lips before he started to pull his fingers gently through his hair, working gently on any knots.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Mar 25, 2012 0:41:00 GMT -5
"Oh." Devon smiled gently back, gazing up at him for a moment before tilting his head a bit and closing his eyes. His breathing was slow and easy, content. Nothing about him screamed killer monster at all, and yet the court case had been set and he would be tried anyway, because he had killed them, had eaten them..
A yawn passed his lips and he nestled closer.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Mar 25, 2012 0:44:07 GMT -5
Zander shifted a bit so Devon wouldn't be laying on his piercings. He always was careful to make sure nothing touched them. He closed his eyes as he tipped his head back against the sofa, a yawn passing his lips. He slowly ran his fingers through Devon's hair, glad to just be around him again. He hated not seeing him, hated even more the random times they got to see each other. But he loved being with him, and he wouldn't trade it for anything.
He hummed something, then yawned, his hand moving to rub Devon's chest gently.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Mar 25, 2012 0:51:57 GMT -5
Devon stretched his legs out some more as he began to relax further. The first and last time he had been here had turned out horribly, he hadn't let go of the memory.
Opening his eyes for a moment, he looked around, a hand reaching to cover Zander's own on his chest.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Mar 25, 2012 0:59:59 GMT -5
Zander slowly slipped his fingers between Devon's, resting their hands on his chest. He glanced down at him for a moment, a smile passing his lips before he closed his eyes again, tipping his head back against the sofa again.
"I promise I won't die this time." He said with a chuckle. He still was having trouble with his short term memory, even if the doctors had fixed the bleeding. Nevada had to ask him three times today where the posters went before he finally told him. But it was getting better.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Mar 25, 2012 1:04:04 GMT -5
"Okay, good." He played with his fingers a moment before his hand fell still again, stretching out further until he was sprawled lazily across the length of the couch. He would be stiff and sore later, but for now his muscles were loose enough that he was able to fully relax, the picture of bliss.
He closed his eyes again, breaths slowing further until he began to drift. But sleep did him no good and he whimpered, tensing up, startled awake minutes after he was out.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Mar 25, 2012 1:08:38 GMT -5
Zander had begun to fall asleep when he heard Devon whimper. He jumped a bit, looking down at him curiously. He guessed it was going to be a long night for the both of him, if Devon even got any sleep at all. "It's okay, baby. It's just us." He said, rubbing his chest slowly. He got up carefully, pulling Devon up even more cautiously.
He lead him slowly to the bedroom where he pulled off his shirt and jeans, and climbed into the bed. "Just come lay down, okay? It's gonna be alright." He said, pushing back the blankets for him.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Mar 25, 2012 1:14:50 GMT -5
Devon rolled over some, getting up with a faint wince and following him to the room. He hesitated, eying the bed, but his trust overruled his thoughts and he climbed in beside Zander, curling up close beneath the blankets and again closing his eyes in an attempt to find sleep.
Hehuffed, shifting his weight a bit, and scooted over until his head was tucked in the crook of Zander's neck, soft breaths again slowing drowsily, though he could not find it in himself to actually sleep.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Mar 25, 2012 1:23:17 GMT -5
Zander wrapped his arms around him, rubbing his back slowly. He rested his chin on top of Devon's head, keeping the boy close. He knew that as long as Devon was in his arms, he would be safe. He didn't like the idea that he had been raped, that he was in horrible pain. But worse, that he hadn't been there.
He wanted to tell him he knew how he felt, that his father had done it to him enough times in even worse ways but he knew it wouldn't make him feel any better. Knowing Zander was just as broken as him wouldn't help. He slowly slipped into sleep, his arms tight around Devon.
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