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[teetheyes]

Nice party. Still a lot of asskissing with no stripper in sight. Who knew those guys had it in them.

Private to the Bluebird

Don't stand me up, hotshot.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I don't...know.

You tell me.

[leans into the fucking, then a sharp gasp]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Nngh, just stay...

[Huffing, putting his back into it as his hand jerks faster.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[screams]

Cori!

[pushes back, his hand going to his chest, but he curls over, breathing hard]

Keep...going...

[panting, the adrenaline forcing an orgasm against Cori's hand]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Hooking his arm under Blue's to prevent further chest touching... and it provides excellent leverage.]

That's it...

[Feeling the heat on his hand, he continues to thrust against Blue, hard until he comes with a groan.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[stays curled up there for a moment]

The dressing...I think I soaked through it. Can you get some bandages?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

The plan was... to make you bathe... before redressing it.

[A nod against Blue's back, then he pulls out slowly.]

Now you've got a good reason.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[looks up and sits up, and there's a nice blood-soaked patch]

Maybe that's an idea too.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Oh christ.

[Shirt, jacket, everything on Blue is off in seconds thanks to a quick Corinthian. Never mind his stained hand.]

Come on.

[Scooping him up if necessary.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[scooped and cling]

It doesn't hurt.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

That doesn't matter.

[Depositing Blue in the tub, hot water on but not on the wound yet. He washes his hands then removes the dressing.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[sits still and lets Cori wash]

I just wanted you to know.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you're a hard ass, Blue.

[Kiss to his cheek, then carefully pouring warm water over his chest.]

But this isn't a battlefield, you don't have to grin and bear it baby.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him]

...is it wrong...that I hope you'll give her a nightmare?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

... Does it compromise your principles?

[Washing the blood and sweat away. The scab will have to go too, ouch.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

In Fabletown, I waited for Ride. A really long time. Longer than people said I should have. I thought I was doing the right thing.

So when she showed up, I didn't want to believe something was wrong. I thought I loved her. I wanted it to be right. I was so meek, and didn't act when it felt wrong.

She slept with me. She tortured me afterwards. She broke my fingers and cut me up and hurt me. Over, and over, and over.

I didn't see her body. Frau- the Black Forest witch took care of her.

I promised that I would never let anyone do something like that to me again. It may not be the exact same, but it's similar enough.

...I'm sorry.

[washes up]

You don't have to. I just don't know what to do.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Steeling his gaze, very easy to do as a nightmare. Making a mental note to kill Ride, Baba Yaga, whatever her name is the next time he sees her.]

Don't be sorry, Blue.

[Pulling the rest of his clothes off then climbing in.]

It's not the same, and I wouldn't do to her what I would do to "Ride".

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[moves and shifts so he can lie down on Cori, head on his shoulder]

I know I was cursed, but...I trusted her.

She knew what she was doing. I don't want to be bitter, or angry, but I'm both, and I hate it.

[closes his eyes]

I want this stupid chest wound to heal. I wish I had never gotten it in the first place.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Stroke to his hair.]

I'll help you get rid of it.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[stares at it]

Thank you.

[reaches up to pet Cori's hair]

Love you, Cori. So you know.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I don't like to see you angry.

[Kiss to his temple. Snowy white hair is snowy and white.]

Thanks, Almond Joy. I love you too.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I'm not angry very often.

[kiss to his neck]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I know.

[Tilting his head, wet cheek to his hair.]

Good for you, it's unhealthy.

[Another kiss, then propping him up to soap.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[soaped and frothed]

What should I do, Cori?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Riiiiinse.]

You'll do nothing. You don't need this shit before Tuesday. I'll take care of it.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him]

...I can...

[closes his mouth]

Thank you.