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 Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 1:00 am
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Edwin was a little conerned to hear that Christian wasn't sleeping but was happy to know his patients weren't dying on him again. "It's going good I suppose. Physically all my patients are fine, mentally... There are so many holes to patch I'm not sure how they've lasted some days...." he tilted his head a bit. You could never judge someone from the outside, Edwin had learned that. No matter how well you looked outside you could be a horrible wreck inside. That was another reason he'd get so frustrated with Christian and his blank looks. People only masked what they didn't want others to see. The enigma that he was perplexed and excited him but he was also somewhat concerned.
A flicker of something odd went off in Edwin's chest but he brushed it aside. "Alright. I'll make sure to have time set aside to talk with you then," he easily agreed. What friend was the man going out with? Was it a man or woman?
Again Christian changed subjects while Edwin was thinking. He had to stop loosing track of what they were speaking about. His hand was grabbed and he let it go too happy about having those hands on him to care what Christian would do to him. A weak noise left his lips and his whole body shuddered with pleasure. How did the man do this to him?! It was a mystery on how with so little force and touch he brought Edwin to such a point. It was only disappointing he could not do the same things for Christian.
"Stop...? NO..." his mind processed that slowly. Stop him, why would he stop him? Licking his lips he watched those hands at first then his hazel gaze snapped up to the other's blue eyes. At those simple words giving him permission he all but leapt upon the other man. Grabbing Christian's hand he dragged the man over the desk almost to kiss him. No meek kisses for him, no, he crushed his mouth into the other's and did what they both wanted to do. He tasted Christian with tongue and teeth, shifting until he had dragged the other man around the desk to be in front of him.
Pressing their bodies together he brought the hand he held up to his lips to n** and kiss Christian's hands then he pressed their mouths together again. Honestly he had no clue what he was doing but he just had to feel more of the man. He didn't like the way things went last time being the only one to feel pleasure, he wasn't selfish like that, and he wasn't going to use Christian like that either. It was either going to be mutual or none at all.
Digging his free hand into Christian's hair he found the blond locks to be rather silky and smooth. It made him smile a bit as he pulled back from their deep kiss. "This time I want you to feel good as well. I won't let you distract me with those delicious hands into a one sided pleasure..." His voice sounded more like a growl when he spoke being rough from his arousal. |
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 1:32 am
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Christian was expecting maybe a timid kiss, or a smile, he was expecting something on the softer side from Edwin and not the sudden fierce kiss that nearly pulled the blond on top of the desk but Edwin had enough sense to instead pull Christian around the desk and then press their bodies together. Christian was dazed and surprised, not expecting such a strong reaction from Edwin but his body had clearly enjoyed it if the tightness in his pants was any say in the matter.
He pulled away from the kiss light headed, the words making his mouth for dry, because really Edwin was quite the surprising person. Christian could see a lot of petential in this side of Edwin, the ability to be dominating once he knows what he's doing, and Christian was sort of happy to know that he could teach the man if all be it in a rather strange way. Christian shifted so he was sitting on the desk, their groins coming in fuller contact now that Christian was up a little higher, and he pulled lightly at Edwins shirt.
"Alright. I can tell you what to do but don't forget to use your own intuition Edwin… Your pretty good at what you do without having to be told how to do it." Christian loosened his own tie and pulled his shirt from where it was tucked into his pants.
"I have sensitive skin, more so than most people… so why don't you start with this?" Christian guided Edwins hands so they were just barely touching the skin under his shirt. "You don't have to touch anything beside me, we'll keep kissing, but the important thing is this-" Christian gently grabbed Edwins hips and rolled them so they both rubbed together.
"No clothes come off, we both get off, though I admit for me it's a little more with hands on my skin." Christian wasn't going to scare Edwin with the name, because so many people thought you couldn’t get off like this, the right stimulation for long enough and in the right places you could do it. For Christian it was practice, for Edwin it was the lack of that, so they would both get what they wanted and Christian could show Edwin what he wanted to show him without having to take anything off. |
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 1:00 am
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Christian's easy submission on the subject was good. Edwin really didn't think he had the brain power to argue with him over such a thing right now. His little hop onto the desk caused him to lick his lips and lean into the other man's body. Edwin fit rather well between Christian's legs like this, for once his narrow waist serving a purpose. The way their bodies teased and touched made it a bit hard for him to not just rub them together. But no. He wanted to learn what Christian liked too. This wasn't all about him.
He tried concentrated harder when his hand was slipped under the other man's shirt. The skin there was smooth and probably as white and creamy as the rest of him. Mm. "Right..." Edwin's eyes moved back up Christian's body as he spoke but about the time he got to the other's mouth their hips were rolling. Hissing he flattened one hand on the desk beside the man and the other gripped his hip to keep him stable. He was throbbing in his pants and it was none less embarrassing that he was so easily turned on. Because again he had to remind himself he wasn't a virgin nor was he a hormonal youth. Yet just about everything Christian did had him reacting like one.
Catching his breathe he had to take off his glasses lest the slide off his face, he did so with the hand not on Christian's skin. That one he couldn't remove even if his life depended on it right now. "Clothing stays on," he nodded to that barely able to agree his head was swirling with lust and ideas. "Then," he narrowed his eyes at the blonde a moment,"make sure to react to things you like. Otherwise I won't be able to tell..." It was rather hard for him to admit his social problem of not understanding the more subtle hints of body language but he really wanted them to preform well together in this.
After saying what little his patience would allow him Edwin leaned in and stole Christian's lips again. He couldn't take not having the man's tongue in his mouth. It was like a missing piece he'd just found that he desperately needed to keep his world balanced. Meanwhile his other hand joined the one already exploring the hidden skin. When his palm grazed over a n****e he was intrigued to know what the other's reaction would be so he stopped one hand and rubbed his thumb over it. The answering shiver was approval. His other hand had moved to his back and drifted up carefully over his spinal bones taking into account each rise and dip all the way up to the back of his neck. So much flesh. Edwin couldn't help but wonder what it would taste like...
Pressing closer he moved his lips down Christian's chin to his neck, where his tongue darted out to lap at the pounding artery where his pulse was fluttering. So he was just as excited then. Nibbling gently he didn't try to push the collar of the other's shirt out of hte way remembering, barely, that no clothes could come off. But by god he really did want to lick at that n****e he'd felt against his palm earlier. Pushing him to lean back Edwin leaned in and nipped said n****e through Christian's shirt, rolling his tongue against it. The fabric didn't taste nearly as good as skin would have but it was a second best he supposed. Soft muscle and smooth skin met his hands to conflict with the texture of clothes and yet he didn't mind so long as Christian was feeling as good as him. |
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2015 2:15 am
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((Edwin will forever look at his desk and think dirty thoughts.))
Christian stood there, silent and staring, confused by what Edwin was saying until he started laughing. He didn't mean to, he knew that Edwin only meant the best by it, but to think something like this? Christian wanted to laugh himself silly as if the man had forgotten he was a doctor. Christian took a few moments to calm himself down and very lightly pulled the other down to kiss his forehead. He stepped back and shook his head for a moment.
"I don't know where you got that silly idea from but swallowing THAT is not dangerous at all. I wouldn’t have done it otherwise Edwin." Christian chuckled and shook his head again before running a hand through his hair. "Look I need to go change and head home… Come to my house tomorrow, consider it our one day off, Palmer can stay here all he likes but after my talk with my friend I would like to be able to talk to you without having to worry about who will here us." Christian leaned in and gave Edwin a kiss on the cheek, avoiding lips seeing as the man seemed to have an aversion to semen, before he was heading for the door.
"I would like to stay longer… talk to you longer but I have two surgeries and sixteen checkups tomorrow and it's about time I get some sleep so I will see you tomorrow Edwin." Christian smiled at the man as he left, heading for his office, and ignored a seemingly red face Palmer. If the man had somehow walked in on them then… well Christian couldn’t say he would be to upset at scaring the meddlesome man. Christian took his time changing over into his new clothes, staring at himself in the private bathroom all the offices seemed to have, he moved his shirt just past what Edwin had seen to see the gunshot scar.
More scars peppered his skin, the age of them making them more a discoloration of skin than anything else, but to think he had so many still. Christian pulled his shirt back on and decided that he would muse about that later, about all of it later, because for now he needed sleep and he had a queen to speak to the next day.
He barely slept that night, emotions running to high, he found himself either focused on what had happened that afternoon or thinking incessantly on what could happen when Edwin saw him for who he really was. So many people never expected soldiers to go on to do anything with their lives, let alone ones classified as spies, and medics always seemed to do even worse after the wars. But what about Christian? A form of biological weapon in the queens mind. Healing was his purpose yes, and fighting too, but he wasn't the greatest mind in Europe by chance… he was made that way.
How would he bother to even explain to Edwin that he was a creation of the very people who asked them to help? Would he even tell the man of the horrors done to him not even in the war but before, when he was a child, when he was made a killing machine with the simple use of a command he later broke? Christian didn't think all of that needed to be said right away, or ever, if he had a choice he would never take another life in all of his existence… he just hoped that Edwin would understand when the truth came forward.
By the time Christian was to meet with his long time friend, though she preferred to be thought of as family, he was tired and sitting in the café was like waiting to be put on the executing block. He hoped that Elizabeth would understand his need to tell Edwin, if only because the man could most likely help him should he snap, but with her Christian was always worried that Emotions would get in the way. When the woman showed up Christian smiled and stood to give her a gentle hug, though she seemed flustered to be out, Christian had to remind himself she was a mother now.
"It is good to see you Lizzy." The woman glared through her veil and Christian just chuckled.
"It is good to see you too. I know this is important… regarding that Edwin fellow yes? I have an idea of what you will be asking of me." Christian nodded and stared down at his tea for a few moments.
"This may sound… Idiotic but I think he can help me. If not only for the personal bond I share with him but because he is one of the best minds in his field. I just need to know if I can further this, give him information, or if I should stop. He is a smart man Lizzy, he knows my back ground, the scars I am sure he has seen on others before and knows what they look like so I need permission to continue ahead even with just the relationship. I do not wish to put this country under any strain… I am just one man."
The woman stared at Christian for a few minutes, clearly running through all she had in her head, but for her the answer was clear enough.
"Go ahead then Christian. I see no problem here as long as you do not see him as a threat to this country then I give you the okay. Tell him as much as you see fit but do try to tell him all of it. This…case you are on is getting bigger. Not just with you but… we are starting to see certain standing officials contracting this without ever having come in contact with it so I need you on top of this and in a whole state of mind. I can't have you jumping and going on a rampage because you heard a gunshot." Christian nodded somberly and then stood after a few more minutes of conversation. He didn't bother to go back to the clinic, instead choosing to go home, he wanted to talk to Edwin sooner rather than later but he had to wait in his home for the man to show up. |
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2015 1:35 am
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((Totally okay in my opinion and honestly I expect it. Even more so after he was on the receiving end of Christians... special talents.))
Christian was sitting in his home staring down at a book as if he was reading when in reality his nerves were a mess. Things like this, they always set him on edge, telling people lead to complications. Christian just hoped that Edwin would understand this wasn't some joke, that Christian was serious about getting help and wanting to keep… whatever this relationship was. It broke so many codes of conduct but at the same time Christian knew this was the ONLY way he would make it through all of this in one mental piece. When Christian heard the door he shouldn't have been surprised by Edwins punctuality but he honestly was and he couldn’t figure out why. Instead he just stood quickly and waited for the maid to show Edwin into Christians office like he had asked of her.
The woman opened the door with a sweet smile and motioned Edwin in. "Mr.Octavio has asked me to see you too his study, please follow me, I will store your coat." The woman took Edwins coat from him and then lead the nervous male up the steps to go see Christian, who was currently looking out the window at the rather dim day. It would rain soon, Christian could tell, and he found the darkness to be a lot more fitting to all of this than a bright day would have been. He hated how secretive all this made him feel as he closed the heavy curtains, choosing not to look out at the world and instead focusing on what was going to happen, but of course the made was quick to show Edwin to where he needed to be with a quick retreat to "fetch teat" that Christian was sure they would need.
Christian looked to Edwin and smiled as he came in but he wasn't pouncing on the man as soon as the maid left, he wasn't trying to arouse him, instead he took a seat across from one he motioned at and simply crossed his legs. He waited for his maid to bring the tea, a calming blend he often drank, and then she was gone and Christian was sitting there assessing Edwin carefully.
"No need to be nervous Edwin I haven't planned anything Sexual… despite what may happen here the intent is far from that. The reason I asked you here is because only here do we have complete privacy to discuss anything at will." Christian popped the button on his vest, shifting slightly in his seat, before he set his cup down. "Remember Edwin, nothing sexual, I feel I already pushed you unknowingly to far on that." Christian shifted nervously and then stood, gesturing for Edwin to stay seated as he carefully pulled off his vest, tie, shirt and under shirt before simply unbuttoning and undoing his belt without a word.
"Tell me Edwin… what do the papers say about my past." Christian stepped steadily closer but there was no intent behind his actions. He smiled but it was flat, and he knew what answer he would get, so when Edwin gave it he nodded. "And what do my records say about my past?" Christian knew the answer to the too. A simple life, a simple family, a good life that was easy. He wished it was all the truth but as he stepped up too Edwin he gently grabbed the others hand and set it over the gun shot scar.
"Now look at these scars and tell me what they tell you." knife wounds, jagged and rushed from combat, gunshots, burns, even clear surgical scars, His body betrayed this idea that he lived a "simple" life and the scars stretched so many places on his body. He should have died a hundred times in his mind, but he always lived, and now he had a life he could be proud of.
"I needed to show you for… several reasons Edwin. I wanted you to see under at least some of the mask you have been pulling at. I can't explain every little thing that has happened to me but I did not live this simple life. I was trained, and still know how, to do horrible things. I don't live that life anymore but it has affected me more than I can explain to you right now. I am showing you partially because I know you would have found out and realized after clothes came off… but also because I need help. I can't keep up the way I am, my coping isn't working, I am… loosing myself." Christian shifted on his feet. He was nervous now, nervous and shaking, he wanted Edwin to understand but he was so terrified the man would run. He didn't even understand why he needed Edwin to stay so much. |
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2015 2:47 am
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((Then of course Christian would stroll in and be very concerned. all like "Why are you bleed?! Are you okay? did something happen?" mean while having a panic attack because all he see's is horrible pre war radiation poisoning and he thinks Edwin is dying. He's DEAD. HE'S DYING. OH GOD NOT EDWIN,))
Christian was so… relieved when Edwin finally looked up at him and spoke. When the man told him he was strong all the blond could do was stand there and be dumbfounded. He didn't feel strong anymore, not now that he was admitting how broken he was, he stopped feeling strong the moment the words left his mouth but for some reason Edwin was telling him that he was strong.
"I wish it was as simple as just being a soldier." He mumbled it more to himself than so Edwin could hear because what was happening right now didn't need to be threatened by the reality of the situation. He wasn't a soldier, he was a weapon, one created to hurt things and here was Edwin caressing the scars that had nearly killed him and telling him how brave and strong he was for this crack in his mask. He was telling him to ask him for help and it burned him, burned away layers, he tried not to tremble but it was so hard to be so alone for so long and suddenly have someone who could look at him and say they were still going to help him.
Christians knees quaked with the information, trembled and nearly came out from under him, at the mere thought that Edwin would stay around and then he was swallowing thickly and running a hand through his hair, his free hand resting on the other males shoulder. "I can't do normal Therapy Edwin… I can't sit in a chair and tell you my feeling but I need this… whatever this is between us that I don't even understand I need it. But I still need you to try and help me cope. I don't look it but I am falling apart and it's affecting everything I do. I just need you to… guide me. Like you would any other patient but more hands on because if I feel this get's any detachment I shut down. I can't handle it, I was trained that way before, being analyzed like that again it makes me sick. I just remember it all and I can't… I can't…" Christian swallowed hard and close his eyes. He wanted to say he needed Edwin, he needed him so badly, but the words caught in his throat as he tried to breath.
"I just… I need you. I don't know why. I have no idea how or why but you keep me stable and I just need you." Christian swallowed thickly, moving the hand on Edwins shoulder to lightly stroke through his hair. "I don't just mean in a sexual way either Edwin. I think I am more invested than that but I… I don't know what that even means." He has never known that kind of true and deep affection that he felt, he has never had anyone have that affection for him, so his nerve were rattled with the idea of it. |
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2015 3:27 am
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(I am sure Palmer would probably gag at the display. Just all like "Really? I should have never helped you two" )
Christian nodded at Edwins explanation, happy to know he was not the only one, though it was still difficult on the whole. The questions were hard to answer, it always hurt to think about his past, but Christian decided it was better now than never. He shifted in Edwins grasp, suddenly wishing he could hide himself away, but that would be hard to explain. "I… No they don't hurt. They are actually very sensitive. The memories… they still affect me but not as much anymore.." Though when Edwin asked if he showed them to a lot of people Christian shook his head, trying so hard to ignore the touches and what they did to him.
Those kind eyes, those gentle fingers, it rocked Christian to his core and… did things to him. He had said nothing sexual, he had said it over and over again, but Edwin was this close and Christians bedroom was only a few steps away. Christian gently grabbed the others hands and held them close to himself with a small smile. "I… I tend to try and keep as many clothes on as I can. Very few people have seen and those that have… They haven't been smart enough to understand." Christian shifted in place between Edwins legs, trying to calm down the blood all rushing south, but it was hard not to just let it happen.
"I-I know I said… nothing Sexual Edwin but… I… Would you mind if we tried what we did yesterday just with less clothes? I… It calms me down. A form of… Sex therapy? Tea can only calm someone so much and my nerves are wrecked." Christian felt ashamed of sorts for even asking this, because it shouldn’t even be considered, but Christian could forget everything when he was wrapped up in Edwin. He could forget his painful life, and the things that have happened to him, instead focusing on the fact that Edwin was there and he could teach the man. That was the greatest help for Christian… teaching Edwin. |
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