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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 8:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 8:29 pm
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"Oh, then I hope everything's al- wait. Alzheimer's? He never told me his mother has Alzheimer's," said Ellery, turning a bit and glancing out the door. "I wonder what else he hasn't told me." "Mama! Come meet my Mommy!" called Daniel, smiling at Ellery. The songwriter turned and smiled, walking over. "That sounds lovely, Daniel. Hello, Mrs. Berry. It's wonderful to see you again." Liam smiled softly up at the officer. "You were getting that crazed look in your eye when you get near a dead body or see too much blood," said the doctor. "And as incredibly sexy as that side of you is, I'm not sure it's the best thing to show to your little nephew just yet, especially since Ellery described what a monster his step-father was."
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 10:20 pm
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"Well, we could always duck into that broom closet just across the hall and I could... help fix it," he offered, wetting his lips. "I mean, I wouldn't mind getting a little taste, and it wouldn't take long." Meanwhile, Ellery sighed softly at the embracing mother and son, looking to his phone to see the picture he'd taken of Fredrich and Daniel the other night. After several seconds of smiling, he finally decided to send a text to the detective.
Text message sent: August 17, 2013, 4:16 PM
"Daniel's cuddling up to his mom, and it's just breaking my heart. Tell me you'll be here soon, because this woman isn't going to last long, and Daniel's going to need us both to get through it.
-Ellery "
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 10:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 10:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 18, 2013 7:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 18, 2013 7:42 pm
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Liam licked his lips once more, leaning in to kiss the officer's neck. "Mmm, I'm always ready for it," he breathed, kissing his way down to the officer's bump. Once it was revealed, and he was on his knees, the doctor moved closer to gently lick the very tip, the hard tip of his tongue pushing on the small slit.
He looked up as Fredrich strode into the room, immediately grabbing the detective's arm. "No, she's just barely hanging on, though. It should be any second now." On the bed, the woman coughed hard and clung to her son, shaking in his little embrace. "Daniel, Mommy... Mommy has t-to... to go," she said, lightly rubbing his back. "But... I-I w-want you to... to be h-happy." Daniel shook his head fast. "N-no, Mommy. No!" "I love you, baby.. b-be good t-to your n-new parents." Nodding slowly, he hugged her again. "O-okay... Mommy." She looked to Ellery, nodding slowly. Ellery reluctantly pulled himself from Fredrich and pried the child from his mother, holding him tightly and returning to Fredrich. The boy looked back just in time to see his mother fall limp. "Fredrich..." sighed Ellery, looking up at him as the child sobbed in his arms. "We... we should go."
"" "" ""
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Posted: Sun Aug 18, 2013 8:32 pm
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Fredrich Waltz
Against us you'll never win...
Fredrich's eyes softened when he saw the mother and child speak one last time. The pain of losing a parent, a common thing he came to notice about the world, but so unfair, especially for someone Daniel's age. To have your entire childhood ripped away; the moments meant to be shared with your parents vanishing before your eyes. It had to be an overwhelming thing. The detective looked back at Ellery when he picked Daniel up, and he nodded solemnly at the request, unable to find the ability to talk. He led the two to the garden/courtyard area made for patients and visitors. It was a solemn, melancholic place. The flowers were beautiful and the trees divine, but each one only held a sadness, waiting for their next hospital patient to gaze at longingly, or for a doctor to give bad news to a family. This group was no exception. Fredrich sat Ellery and Daniel down on one of the benches and looked at the small child, feeling truly awful for his loss.
Cameron grunted when he felt the tongue against his flesh. He tensed up when he heard the wails and sobs from Daniel nearby, knowing full well that the mother had died. Oh. Ohh. Ooh. Death. There was a glorious and fresh dead body nearby! Just the thought of those lifeless eyes... The officer closed his eyes and exhaled slowly, his appendage hardening considerably.
...so you'd better run.
Cameron West
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Posted: Sun Aug 18, 2013 8:40 pm
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As Ellery sat on the bench, he gently rubbed the sobbing boy's back, his eyes looking up at Fredrich. "Come here," he ordered softly, reaching up to grab the detective's sleeve. Pulling him to sit beside the two, he scooted closer and set the crying child partially on the tall man's lap, Daniel's legs draped across Ellery's lap still and his arm around the little boy. Daniel leaned on Fredrich's chest, his left fist, so small compared to the greatness of Fredrich's own body, clutching his coat tightly. He shook as he cried, eyes squeezed shut. "It... it's not fair!"
The doctor made a grunt as he felt the man's member harden. Seeing that as reason enough to continue, he licked up and down the sides, wetting the large thing before he wrapped his lips around the rod and started to suck happily.
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Posted: Sun Aug 18, 2013 8:56 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 18, 2013 9:06 pm
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The songwriter leaned on the black-haired man, sighing softly. Before he could say anything to the child, the boy spoke before him. "Mommy liked music," he said softly, opening his eyes to look at Ellery. "Can... can you sing, Mama?" Ellery was taken aback, but then smiled and nodded. "Alright, Daniel. I'll sing." After taking a deep breath, the man began to sing. "I've got my ticket for long way around. Two bottles of whiskey for the way..." He continued on until the song was finally finished, and the child was too tired to keep sobbing. "Th-thank you," he said softly, holding on to Fredrich and closing his eyes.
The man grunted, starting to bob his head. His fingers massaged the rest of the length, trying to bring pleasure to it all.
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 10:56 pm
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