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Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Badly. he unconsciously corrected. You re badly hurt. even so far as to make the sentence structure simpler to understand in the more common phrasing. Pulling out of the driveway, he nearly pushed speed limit to get to the hospital. Not that he was concerned that Harry might be in worse condition if he didn t drive faster.It was just his fingers felt strange. There was a warm tingling sensation that he refused to believe came from holding the fuckhead that long. I do. Did. Fuck, just . he had to take another breather to calm himself and not hit the injured. I m going to pick up the case. Might be best for you not to get involved in this one though. Seeing as you re incapacitated because of it already. Because it would really cramp Perry s style to be fawning over a corpse.It really, really would.Once they reached the hospital, a good five, ten minutes of mindless chatter really, Perry was feeling more exhausted than he had in weeks. Can you walk? Or shall I call a fucking stretcher out to get you? he could just see Harry faking it to get drama and peramedics to come rushing out like in that stupid show that played on that channel Harry had left it on once. Grey s Dick? Vagina? Something like that. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "Badly." Harry agreed the cigarette was still hanging pointlessly between his lips, unlit he chewed mindlessly on the filter,"See, but I'm not incapacitated." he protested, "In fact, I think this is even more reason for me to get involved with the case I saw Elaine Bensen, right, so that already gives me an upper hand "Harry paused and peered around himself, looking at the dashboard, the window, and behind him,"And is it just me or is the car making a weird ringing noise?" he asked, stopping his search for the mystery sound only when the car came to a halt in front of the hospital he unbuckled his seatbelt,"I can walk," he said flatly, "I don't need a stretcher, I didn't even need to be carried like Faye Wray. Not that you're King Kong or anything. Well. Sometimes, when you're really pissed you are. Big, angry monkey."He climbed unsteadily out of the car, giving it another sideways look before aiming himself in the general direction of the hospital,"Hey, you know, last time I was here was a year ago. Almost. Four days from now. Christmas was when we got shot, right? Yeah, must have been. At least it's not Christmas day this time and my balls don't hurt."Though, they were a little blue these days. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry had gotten out of the car after his remark.Luckily Harry had gotten out in time, because Perry s fist went flying toward the spot Harry had occupied right after the remark of him being compared to King Kong and Harry to Faye Wray. His fist made a soft impacting sound against the seat s cushion, the dent obviously showing his strength verses the thick seat padding. God, do I even need toaskhim to keep talking? Perry rhetorically asked some higher being, before getting out himself. Walking behind Harry, he tried to act casual, despite the fact that his nerves were on end. If the brunette even tittered to the side, he might jump in to help steady him he was that fried.The hospital doors opened like the gates of heaven only the automatic function here started up a small chiming elevator music. And the woman that greeted them at the desk was not as appeal as he wished angles were. Name, residential idea, and injury status? she asked with a bored tone, not even sparing a glance towards Harry.It felt like this was some high school teenager that was working instead of an actual nurse. Wallet, dipshit. he ordered of Harry, eyes glued on the other male s ass. Perry s tone was harsher than he had intended it to be, as he was mad at himself for even entertaining the idea of reaching out and groping that firm buttocks he could still remember the feel of it under his palm while searching for the wallet. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "Um," Harry said, eyeing the nurse she looked about as inviting as something incredibly uninviting, "Name's Rumplestiltskin and I seem to have my leg caught in a floorboard."He didn't think it was possible, but her expression was suddenly even more unwelcoming and Harry shrugged his mouth and patted around for his wallet, once even patting at his own neck as though he might find it there, before pulling it out of his back pocket. Like the rest of his stuff, Harry's wallet had been with him since New York, and as such the thing was barely holding together in fact, the edge of it was sealed shut with duct tape."No?" Harry said, "Not even cracking a smile. Alright."He pulled out his health card, handing it over she looked him over, her eyes scrolling from the gash in his forehead, to his cheekbone, to his bloody nose."Gardening accident." he added, gesturing to his face, then suddenly stopping and gripping the desk as his equilibrium threatened to dissappear entirely he continued chatting, regardless, "Got in a fight with a hoe. Oh, that didn't come out right. At all."By that point the nurse's expression had finally altered from its blank one, to one of mild concern,"We're going to get you into emergency." she said and gave Perry a sideways look, "He seems confused. How hard did he get hit?" |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Perry glanced skyward as if asking why to someone, before returning his eyes to Harry s ass.Then to the nurse, because while the ass was an interesting place to stare, the nurse was talking to him. And if Harry s ass was talking to him, then he needed medical attention as well. Hard enough. Fell down the stairs and busted more than his head it seems. he smiled charmingly to her. The nurse just offered a small smile towards him, as if his charm had worked and not Harry s. Then again, perhaps she was being polite to the one person of the two that appeared rather normal compared to the bloody and loony mess that Harry appeared to be. Well, this way then. she quickly buzzed for an orderly to come. Once he was there, the orderly tried to get Harry to lay down on what looked like one of the beds in the hospital rather than an emergency bed. Perry didn t say anything though, as he moved to follow. Are you family? she asked as an afterthought. Brothers. On our mother s side. the detective lied easily, just so he could follow Harry to wherever they were going to wheel him to, and visit him afterwards without questions. That, and other than himself, he wasn t sure there was anyone else that could make medical decisions for the brunette. I think he s got a mild concussion think you can fix his brain while you re at it? he playfully flirted. It felt natural to do so with others, but when it was with Harry, the brunette just rubbed him in a different way. He couldn t just act with Harry. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | By that point, the short walk down the hallway felt like it lasted an eternity, the flourescent lights burning into his over sensitive eyes, combined with the strange sensation that he was floating rather than being propelled by his own legs. He was vaguely aware of conversation going on behind him but he was tuning in and out.He stared at the bed, expression pulled into a grimace before he finally sat on the edge of it, hating the way the old hospital frame creaked as the nurse exited, he gave Perry a sideways look,"Brothers, huh," Harry said, adding jokingly, "Obviously I got the looks in the family. Who wouldn't want a face like this?"He gestured to his bloody, bruised, and battered face, then brought his fingers closer and prodded experimentally at the cut on his forehead as though testing it. Yep. Still hurt. He closed his eyes to the pain then and flopped back on the bed. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | He ll be out of it. The doctor s coming right this way. the nurse had left him with the parting words.Not that comforting really, as he wanted to correct the said face with a bit of physical force. Before he could do or say anything though, the said doctor came by and stood in front of Harry. The doctor, a male, just eased Harry into a sitting position that allowed him to easily check vital signs and reactivity of the nerves both in Harry s eyes and bodily movements. Hello, Harry. Perry kindly informed before Harry made some dumbass remark like earlier. Harry. the doctor repeated, glancing over at Perry with a small smile. I m Doctor Larry Smith. Can you tell me how old you are? he asked, making conversation as he listened to the other male s heartbeat, before shifting and taking a look at the bloodied areas.Nothing seemed cracked, so he leaned back and motioned for the orderly to wheel the patient towards the MRI ward. Probably a mild concussion, as he had seen signs similar before. Best get a look though, he mentioned to the two. And tell me how you feel. Any pressure anywhere? Aches, pains? As they migrated towards the other end of the floor, Parry followed wordlessly. The only thing he found strange was how many peeks the doctor was giving him. Not that he minded. The doctor was handsome, medium built and had wild brunette hair. A good distraction away from his slowly growing infatuation with Harry, that s for sure. Because Harry well, Harry was his friend. Friends don t infatuate after friends. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "I didn't even have to open my mouth for that one," Harry said, feeling vaguely like a puppet as Perry answered for him, "And I'm pretty sure I'm thirty five."The bed was moving and Harry found himself glancing through doors as they went past, driven partly from being too out of it to know better, and partly out of innate curiosity the first room had an old man sitting on the edge of his bed. Another with a man surrounded by what was probably his wife and kids. The next, an unconscious girl connected to tubes and wires and machines.God, he hated hospitals."I feel great. Peachy." Harry said, looking down at his hands, "Seriously, I think I just need a bandage and a stiff drink."And maybe a smoke. And a redhead with a nice smile and a laugh like a song.That would be a great night. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | More like five. was Perry s thoughts on the answer of Harry s age.He watched as they wandered by the rooms, where Harry was more interested in what the other patients were up to rather than his own well being. Shaking his head, he stopped at the threshold of the MRI room, where the doctor handed Harry a hospital gown and asked him if he needed help to change.It was then that Perry realized he had left the keys in the car. Fuck. I ll be right back. Left the fucking keys in the car. he rolled his eyes at himself. This was exactly why he hated when Harry got hurt. The detective couldn t help that he worried for the accident prone man, so he was constantly forgetting things whenever he had to tend to Harry.The doctor didn t seem too worried, so he waved off the blonde and turned back to make sure the machine was in operating status. Now once in the machine, please make sure not to move around too much. No jewelry or metal objects By then, Perry had already hopped out of the MRI ward and was trying to walk briskly without breaking out into a jog. One just didn t run in the hospital if there wasn t an emergency after all. Once he got outside, he spotted his car in the slight distance. The engine was still on Jesus, how the hell did he forget even that?Frustrated, he didn t even take the time to wonder that maybe, he didn t. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Despite all of the times he had been hit in the head, it was the first time Harry had been scheduled for an MRI sitting on the edge of the machine, it occurred to him that there was something cruel about not only shoving a man into a screaming metal tube, but also making him go into that tube wearing a backless polka dot dress.The instructions were pretty simple lay back, don't move. He could do that."Hey," Harry said, directing his voice towards the one way mirror at the side of the room, knowing Dr. Smith would be behind it, "There was a girl when we were going down the hallway? In one of the rooms. She was attached to a breathing tube. What, uh, what happened to her?"For a long moment there was silence, and then the doctor's voice came through over the speaker,"Car accident." he replied, "Please lay back now, Harry.""Car accident. Right." Harry repeated, laying back on the steel table, staring up at the white ceiling he closed his eyes again as the flourescents burned into his aching skull and the table began to shift, causing Harry to instinctively bring his hands down to his sides and clutch at the edge of the table.The thing moved with painful slowness and Harry kept his eyes closed, jaw set as the machine started up, making a low whirring sound without knowing why, Harry's mind was brought back to the noise he'd heard on the drive to the hospital. Like the car had been making noises. He'd thought maybe it had just been his ears ringing but Harry's eyebrows furrowed. His internal narration began to flash the words 'car accident' into his eyelids, again and again until he opened his eyes to escape it.And as he stared at the inside of the metal tube, he thought about being in Inglewood park with Elaine Bensen telling him that he was going to die. He thought about Perry saying he was going to take the case. He thought about the car and the noise it was making.He thought about Perry leaving to go back to his car.And suddenly Harry was squirming out of the MRI machine with Dr. Smith's voice crackling over the speakers,"Harry, what are you doing?But Harry didn't even acknowledge it he popped out of the machine, wild eyed, his hair sticking out at bizarre angles he leapt to his feet, stumbling for a moment as the world tilted on him, but then he was running, barefoot, through the hospital hallways, half leaping over a man in a wheelchair and colliding with a nurse, knocking a tray of pills across the floor,"Sorry your scrubs are very nice." Harry called back hurriedly, emerging into the waiting room, looking around in bewilderment before running for the front doors he burst through them and half stumbled down the steps, staring out at the parking lot and in the distance, he could see Perry walking towards the car."Perry?" He called, then began to run, repeating, "Perry!"But he knew he was too far away he broke into a sprint. Someone wanted Perry dead. Someone wanted to kill him and they'd tried it once already that day, even if it had been a case of mistaken identity, anyone could have seen him climbing into Perry's car, leaving Inglewood.Thankfully, years of regular running for his life had gifted Harry with fantastic cardio and he closed the distance between them just as Perry was roughly ten feet from the car he rammed into Van Shrike's side, sending both of them sprawling onto the ground, Harry landing directly on top of the bigger man, expression bewildered.Of course, he felt pretty stupid a few seconds later, laying on top of Perry Van Shrike with blood still dripping out his nose and absolutely nothing to justify why he had done it. Harry had just long enough for his expression to develop into one of sheepishness,"Please don't " Harry began, and then there was a sound like air collapsing, clapping in on itself before the car's windows shattered, the hood exploded off, and the hub caps were sent spiralling into the air as plumes of smoke and fire towered into the sky, glass and debris flying across the parking lot. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | As he neared the car, he slowed his brisk walking and began to pat his sides. The ringtone of I will survive began to jingle along, but as he had taken it off of vibrate, he had to search the wide pockets he had.Caller: UnknownTilting his head and frowning at it, he pressed receive and placed it up against his ear with a van Shrike speaking. It s been awhile, hasn t it Per? Before Perry even registered the person attached to the mysterious voice, he had a mental shiver at the tone. Of course he knew who it was how could he not? Why are you . why are you calling me. At least, that s what he was going to ask. But before he could do so, he felt something hard impact his back and sent him sprawling. FUCK! they fumbled onto the ground and his phone went into the air, smacking against an unfortunate person s head. The world swirled for a moment as he tried to clear his mind, shaking it a few times. Things began to clear up and after shifting to look at the fucker thatwas going to diehad tackled him, he shook his head again to clear the confusion.But no. Harry fucking Lockhart was still half on top of him, giving him that sheepish look. WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU RE DO . Then the explosion. A snapping sound before the grand explosion really. God, why was everything interrupting him today?!The car wasn t too far from them, but perhaps just enough. Before he even thought about it, he rolled them as soon as he could, nearly pressing Harry down onto the cold and unforgiving ground as he huddled over the smaller male. Perry could even feel the radiating warmth of the heat that resulted from the explosion, smoke of burnt areas that caught on fire after the mass of the boom floated near and around them.They were close enough that he could hear a ringing in his ears, lucky in the fact that sonic booms usually didn t happen in a result from a car bombing. They were also luckily in front of a hospital, as the paramedics were quick to respond. People were shouting and calling 911 never mind that they were in front of thehospitalthat would already have an auto signal to all emergency crew nurses and doctors rushing all over the place Harry under him, clothes askew, hospital gown bunched so that there was no mistaking the fact that he wasbetween Harry s legs with nothing between them And all he could think about? MY FUCKING CAR?! Devastating. My. Fucking. Car! FUCK! Perry dropped his head against the closest available surface Harry s shoulder and banged his head a few times against it, repeating fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck and quoting the price of the car, the things he had touched up with it to style it just as he wanted, and even his derringer that was in the glove compartment and FUCK just didn t cover it all. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry was almost relieved to hear the explosion for starters, it made him look less insane for tackling Perry, and for another, well, it stopped the big guy from going on another rant. As the car went up in flames, intense heat briefly washed over them and Harry was bewildered to find himself suddenly being rolled, pinned to the ground beneath Perry's broad frame, his forehead pressed into the man's neck, so close that all he could smell was Perry's cologne and the distant tinge of something that just distinctlyPerry.It was quickly followed by the smell of gasoline, smoke, and burning rubber, but because Harry told himself he was most definitely not going to inhale Perry's scent because that would just be weird he turned his head to the side and just beyond Perry's arm, he could see what was left of the car the doors were gone, the windows were gone, and flames were engulfing the skeletal frame that had been left behind."Fuck." Harry agreed and then put his head back against the ground as the world spun rapidly around him and Perry began to headbutt his shoulder in frustration of course, the shifting made Harry suddenly aware of his current state of dress or undress as he realized he could feel the material of Van Shrike's trousers rubbing.Against.Him.Harry shifted uncomfortably, trying to tug the hospital gown down a bit more but it was pretty useless with Perry on top of him."Maybe the elves did it this time." Harry remarked, shutting his eyes and coughing as smoke plumed around them. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Nothing seemed to register with Perry for the moment. Not Harry underneath him, not the paramedics screaming at them to see if they were all right, not even the little bug that was leisurely crawling along the cement ground before his face. His car. . . his fucking car that he specialized. The fucking car seats that took three months to tailor correctly.Oh god, and his faggot gun. Those were not cheap. He couldn t get his mind off of it.However, eventually, his body caught up with his mind, and he found himself feeling the shifting motion beneath him. Fuck but this time, this fuck was for the fact that he was basically on top of Harold fucking Lockhart and grinding him. Harry! Perry! Oh, thank goodness you two are all right! Are you injured? Perry, you re crushing the patient. Larry came rushing out, the doctor followed by a nurse and orderly. The orderly didn t even wait and nearly dragged Perry off of the brunette, seeing as Harry had already been admitted into the hospital and they were worried the blonde was crushing him to death.So for a brief moment, the detective was given a glance of Harry in all his glory from the waist down.Okay, so he fucking stared. Just until the doctor pulled his attention and checked over his features for any dazed pain. Harry ? the blonde asked out tentatively, his tone airy as he tried to piece together what just happened aside the anger of his car being blown up to pieces. How did you ? know? And he d have to kill the son of a bitch if Harry had somehow caused this.Harry and bombs? Bad, bad combination. That s way he decided against investing in even small ones that could be used for doors or locks. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Unlike Perry, Harry was very aware of the situation very, very aware. He was aware of the fire and the heat, aware of the birds scattering overhead and the nurses and doctors running towards them, and the shouting and the fact his paper thin hospital gown was bunched up to his sternum and he was almostcompletely fucking naked in the middle of a parking lot.He was painfully aware of it all, but all of that was fading out and becoming somehow less important as the world began to go white around the edges. Eventually Perry was off of him and Harry had enough awareness to tug down the hospital gown and cover himself modesty was still up there with his instincts, even if he didn't really have anything to be modest about but he made no move to get off the ground, instead, laying there and blinking hard at the sky to try and get the smoke out of his eyes.Harry was silent for a long moment after Perry's question:"New York, Perry." Harry clarified, "Grew up in New York."He rubbed at his eyes the smoke was overtaking his vision now, turning Perry into a blur."Christ." Harry groused, half sitting and waving his hands in front of himself to clear it and it was around the time that the smoke didn't wave away that he realized it wasn't smoke at all."Oh." Harry said, suddenly colourless, "Hey. How about that."And he dropped his head back against the cement and didn't bother trying to get up a second time. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Oh, of course the fucking East Coast had to be some hot zone that Harry had learned from. But that wasn t the issue at the moment, because as soon as Harry seemingly passed out, Perry nearly jumped out of the orderly s arms and his own skin. Harry! Fuck, someone get him in the hospital! why were they just standing out in the middle of the crisis anyways?The doctor nodded and called for more backup, where the nurses and orderlies dragged over a stretcher and eased Harry onto it. It wasn t hard to carry the brunette, as the other male wasn t that heavy to begin with. Perry knew that for a fact. There were layers of slight muscles under those baggy clothes that Harry usually wore, but it was enough to give that deliciously defined body.Not that he thought it was delicious.Nor did he look. Really. Perry . I ll stay out here to talk to the police. he cut Dr. Smith off, despite the other s attempt to order him into one of the rooms for a check up as well. Perry had been one of the ones closest to the car, after all. Only a few other people had been caught off guard, sent to the ground and now sent into the hospital for minor injuries. I don t see why they can t do it inside of the hospital. the doctor reached out and placed a hand against Perry s forearm, as if a lover enticing another back into bed.The blonde just stared at the hand for a moment, feeling it s warmth that paled in comparison to the explosion s heat and Harry s warmth. Slowly glancing back up, he gave a brief smile. How about next time? he teased, pulling a card out of his back pocket. It was slightly damaged from the tumbles, but he slipped it into the doctor s coat pocket and brushed aside to head to where the police were.He briefly wondered if Harry was going to be all right, as he used informing the police of what happened as a distraction. Inside, other doctors were fluttering about, while Dr. Smith went to check on Harry s injuries. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | The world faded in and out in a blur of colours and weird smells as Harry was rolled down the hallway a second time and shifted from one stretcher to another he was vaguely aware of someone tugging his wrist, followed by a brief pinching sensation on his inner arm. Words like 'trauma', 'concussion', and 'insane' were being bandied about around him and he cracked his eyes open enough to see the blurry figures moving in harmony around the bed.Harmony. He should call her. See how she's doing.Let her know how they were.They. Perry.Shit. Was Perry alright?An oxygen mask was put over his face and Harry tried to shift his head to avoid it, trying to talk around it, but all that came out was:"Speryrhgmgl?"At that juncture he realized that warmth had spread up his arm, across his chest, and had crept up his neck, a strange numbness that had rendered his tongue utterly useless. One of the nurses put a hand on his forehead, flashing a light into his eyes that made him let out a hiss as throbbing pain knocking around inside of his skull."He's still conscious." "The blast must have really got him." "No, he was like this before the explosion happened." "What the hell happened to him?" "I don't know, he won't hold still long enough for anyone to find out. He still won't." "This guy needs ADHD meds, is what he needs. Dose him, give him a little shut eye."Harry wanted to protest, but there was another pinch on his arm and the warmth spread suddenly to his head, the pain ebbing away finally his eyes rolled back and he faded away into a drug induced sleep. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | After quite some time, Perry was able to back away from the police. They had assured him that he would be one of the firsts to know if anything was found, but the detective was sure that he d figure things out even before they would. LAPD weren t the best cops out there at times, so he wasn t going to bet his money on them. Not when some asshole blew up his car.He should be thankful that he wasn t in it, and thankful that Harry had came in time.Harold.At that reminder, he sighed and brushed a hand over his face, trying to clear it of thoughts and frustrations. As if he could wipe the faux innocent look he showed others to just be him for a moment to think. When his hand came back into view and away from his face, he found soot and a bit of blood. He had been bleeding from a slight cut to his lips and the junk from the explosion mixed with the blood was decorating his goatee.Fucking gross. I need a shave he murmured, walking back into the hospital with a dazed air around him. At the front desk, it was the same woman as before, only this time, she looked like she was well up to her ears with work. Excuse me can you direct me to Harry Lockhart? She gave him a pointed look, as if she couldn t remember who he was for a moment. Wouldn t be that surprising, what with all the chaos and all. My brother? The short, insane one? at that, a light bulb flashed behind her eyes and she relayed a room number that Lockhart had been placed in.Thanking her, he just left to go to room 40B the same room that they were in just almost a year ago. You awake, dipshit? Perry called out, knocking lightly against the door frame as he let himself in. There, he spotted Dr. Smith, who was checking over Harry s progress in healing. Is he all right? he asked, not fully checking if Harry was awake by now or not. He was more concerned with what they had done to help the idiot and hopefully placed a few marbles back in the emptying sack of the dumbass s head. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry had always been active when he was younger, he had been the kid who couldn't stay at his desk for longer than five minutes at a time, the one who bounced around like a maniac in gym class and kept winning track and field every year. He had always been possessed of too much energy for his own good, and it wasn't any different in his sleep.In his dream, he was running. He wasn't even sure why, but he was just running like hell through Inglewood Park, but the damn place was empty of people even though the Christmas decorations were still there, stands full of cotton candy and a ferris wheel that was still moving with no one on it or operating it. The fountain was there, and Elaine Bensen was standing in front of it with her back facing him he reached out to touch her shoulder, and when she turned, suddenly it wasn't Elaine Bensen, but it was Harmony and she was pointing at the fountain.The archangel had been replaced by a statue of Protocop.You awake, dipshit?Protocop asked, climbing down from the fountain, which he just noticed was splattered with blood."Perry. Why didn't you tell me you're a robot?" Harry asked out loud, then Protocop grabbed his ass, and suddenly there was a doorway in front of him and Harmony looked really pissed off and slammed the door on his hand.Harry sat up in the bed, eyes wide, hand held up in front of his face as though to check that his remaining fingers were still there bewildered, he looked at Dr. Smith, then at Perry, his pupils dilated to an unnatural size."I might just be tripping balls here," Harry said, "But you guys are both like, three feet tall right now." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | When Harry popped up like some jack in the box toy, Larry and Perry jerked a bit in surprise. The doctor was the first to react, as he quickly moved to ease the patient back into a laying position. The tubes and wires were connected to Harry, so he was worried that they had been unhinged. Luckily, nothing was out of place, and the IV was still steadily dripping a small bit of pain medication for the other male s injuries. Nice to see you awake, Mr. Lockhart. I hope everything feels all right? Dr. Smith asked, not even bothering to question the other male s sanity. From what he s to understand, his patient had little to nothing to begin with.Perry wasn t as instantaneous as the doctor, but he did take a few steps towards Harry. From his standing position, he had to look down at Harry which made him wonder why Harry thought he was three feet talk. Fucked up your eyes, chief? he asked with a tad bit of concern and a healthy dosage of sarcasm. Reaching out, he pressed a thumb against Harry s eyebrow and lifted the skin there to force the eyelid to stay open.The fuckhead looked like he was on more than pain medication, what with his eyes blown out like that, but he decided whatever they used to attempt to sedate Harry was probably working as much as it could.Sadly, looked like it had minimal results from how Harry woke up. When can he get discharged? |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "I feel like a cloud." Harry said ambiguously, fixing his eyes onto Perry who, thankfully, was not wearing the Protocop suit, "There's nothing wrong with my eyes, there's something wrong with your height. You're like a keebler elf right now. Christ."One of the nurses from earlier passed through, pausing only briefly to look Harry over,"He's awake already?" she asked, voice lined with surprise she shook her head and kept moving."'Already'?" Harry asked, "Why did she say 'already'?"Aside from the fact they'd given him enough sedatives to keep a horse down."I can get discharged now." Harry said eagerly, sitting up again despite Dr. Smith's gentle insistence that he stay down he settled on his knees, the hospital gown shifting to roughly mid thigh but thankfully sparing his modesty. "Seriously, just unhook me and I can go, right?" |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | From his vintage point, Dr. Smith raised an eyebrow at the backside of the patient. He wondered if Harry even realized that hospital gowns didn t cover the ass very well. Now wait a minute only if you re well. I don t want to end up back here just to get your sorry ass back into this very bed. because Perry would rather have it in some other bed. Glancing up at the doctor, he met the other s eyes and realized that Larry had glanced at no doubt, Harry s exposed ass.Dr. Smith just cleared his throat and made a vague eyebrow movement that was more than suggestive towards Perry. Sure the detective had slipped his card into the doctor s jacket but that had been impulse. A good fuck where he could get it, since he was obviously not going to get it from mentally handicapped in front of him. Well, I suspect that if he takes it easy. The MRI didn t show any heavy concussion, so just wake him up every hour if he dozes off. Other than that, rest and recover from the shock, I d say. He has scrapes and bruises that will take some time to heal, so make sure to wash thoroughly and disinfect. he flipped the chart he grabbed over and wrote something on the piece of paper, before signing it.With a sharp tear of the paper away from the clipboard, he handed it to Perry. He s free to go. If desirable, I m willing to do a few house calls. Larry hinted at suggestively, clearly indicating that he didn t mean just for Harry s benefit.Once that was settled, he gently eased the IV out of Harry s arm and unattached the wires on the brunette s body. There would be little circle marks where the wires were attached, but they d be easily washed off, as they were only gel marks. The IV mark was covered up with a bandage so Harry didn t ooze what blood he had left in his body. Thanks. Perry remarked as Dr. Smith left, going to attend other duties. Think you can get up, chief? Or should I call for a nurse. the detective s voice had a naturally hard edge to it now, clearly indicating that he was still irritated from the events of his car oh god, they d have to call a cab! Acab! but trying to be civil to the person that had saved his life.. . .Fuck. Where was his phone? |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry would have grinned if it didn't hurt too much and seem too complicated to arrange his muscles in the correct pattern right then the I.V. was removed from his arm, a fact he was grateful for. He resisted the urge to rub at the spot where the needle had been and maneuvered himself on th ebed,"I can get up." Harry replied, managing to sound mildly insulted while flying high, "Just give me a second to find the floor."Even though his feet were already on it.He tottered his way across the room, aiming for the door, but remembering mid way that clothes were a neccessity, so he walked in the other direction like Frankenstein's monster, picking his clothes up from where they had been folded on the chair, unsteadily tugging on his boxers and jeans before he gracelessly let the hospital gown fall away, disregarding the t shirt in lieu of just zipping on the hoodie which was still stained with blood."S'go." Harry slurred, trying to ram his foot into the wrong shoe. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Perry just rolled his eyes at the dipshit trying to put on his clothes and prove that he was able to move around without help. Harry. Harry! Jesus, just let me help. You re going to fucking hurt yourself. he shook his head, stepping closer to help the brunette. After calling out for a wheel chair, he stepped up behind the other male and helped adjust his clothes.Touching Harry s waist again made him soak in the warmth there, before he moved on and knelt before the brunette. You re obviously not well, Harry so about that case. I don t think it s a good idea. he helped slip on the shoes onto the right feet, before grabbing for the wheel chair that finally was brought in.Ordering Harry to sit, well more like forced him down, he began to wheel them out of the hospital. At the front desk, he showed the release forums, then went in search for his phone. Thank gods it was still in one piece, just battered from falling on the ground. You hungry? Fuck, it s scratch Perry paused for a full moment though, staring at the screen of his phone.The last number was still there. Well, unknown titled there, but still. He d recognized that voice.Shaking it off and thinking it wasn t useful information right now, he dialed for a RadioCab and nudged at the high dumbass he was wheeling around to answer him. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | By the third attempt to get his left shoe on his right foot, Harry decided it was best not to protest when Perry moved to help him again, there was the strange feeling of two big hands on his waist as Van Shrike shifted his clothes around so they weren't twisted and he watched blearily as Perry knelt in front of him, staring at the neatly parted blonde hair that was currently near his belt."I think you just think i'll fuck up." Harry replied almost airily, too high to actually feel hurt by the idea and too familiar with their dynamics to think it might not be the real reason, "Not that I can blame you. I mean, I always do, right?"He didn't even protest to the wheelchair, falling into it and leaning his head back to stare up at Perry,"I can see up your nose." Harry added pointlessly, "But still, you have to admit. Someone definitely wants you dead. I was right about that."He watched Perry swipe up his phone, trying to focus on the question he had been asked,"Um." Harry said, squinting just a little as he questioned his own stomach, which told him it was very, very empty, "Yeah. I think I could eat Mr. Ed right now." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | He thanked the person on the other line and confirmed that it d be another five minutes before the nearest cab could get to them. Mr. Ed? he repeated, staring blankly at Harry for a moment. Shaking it off, he decided he d make something at home. Might as well not poison Harry when the guy was on the mend. I ll make us something light when we get back. Sometimes, he wondered if he should even attempt to inform Harry of things. Or even worse, he wondered if his own sanity was put into question whenever he offered Harry to come with him on surveillances and cases. Harry, you re not listen. It doesn t matter if you fuck up or okay, well it does. But that s not the point. You re barely conscious as it is. Let s just get you to rest and then we ll deal with things, all right? It was Perry s way of saying, back the fuck off and let him handle it. But for now, he wasn t going to be so harsh to the person who saved his life. Sadly, Harry couldn t have saved his car at the same time.When the cab finally came, he basically poured his partner into the back seat, folded up the chair and got in as well. The drive back to the condo was a quick and mainly silent one for him at least, because he zoned everything out. It was only once they got back to the condo did he speak to Harry, asking him if anywhere hurt and tauntingly asked if he needed to spoon feed the brunette.Then a thought entered his head and he couldn t let it pass.So with a leer, he asked, Want me to bathe you too? It s only fair, really. Harry annoyed him twenty four seven. What s a little revenge in making the little shit uncomfortable? |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry grimaced at Perry's reply even though he was stoned out of his mind, it still seemed like a canned answer."I'm conscious." Harry moped, leaning his head against the window of the cab as they were driven back to the condo it occurred to him at one point that Perry was probably mourning his car, but he had some difficulty feeling the same way about it for the most part, he was just privately glad that Perry wasn't blown into little gay chunks.He maneuvered his way back into the condo and for the second time that day, he aimed for the couch only this time he actually achieved getting to it, slumping down into the seat it took a moment for Perry's remark to register, however."Nurse Van Shrike." Harry said, as though testing the thought out, "Scary stuff."There was a momentary pause, and then Harry barrelled on,"Who were you talking to?" he asked suddenly, "On the phone, I mean. Just before the bomb went off." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | As Harry moved to rest on the couch, he emptied his pockets onto the coffee table. First his wallet, then his cards, then his gun. Checking the barrel and then snapping it shut, he frowned down at Harry. I d make an excellent nurse. He would too. If they messed with him, he d shoot them. It d save the hospital the trouble of watching them die for sure.Placing the gun down and on safety, he moved to make something to eat. Nothing heavy, he read off of the discharge papers. So he threw together a light pasta salad, dished it up, and placed it on the coffee table before Harry. Eat. he ordered.It wasn t until he sat down did Harry speak up again. What might have been suddenly and of impulse for Harry was actually a large gap in between. Perry really hoped that the knock on the head didn t make him crazier than the brunette usually was. No one of your concern. Unconsciously, he struck out of irritation and pinched Harry on the thigh hard enough that it might bruise. Now. Eat. Perry busied himself by stuffing food in his mouth with the fork, and using the other hand to flip on the television to find something to distract Harry. He just couldn't wait for the night to be over, despite having to wake Harry every hour if need be....Of course he wasn't tempted to just let Harry sleep the night through... |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry actually watched as Perry reached out for his thigh and pinched it, yet he didn't feel a thing not a god damned thing. In fact, he even managed to give the big guy a smug look for it, apparently pleased that, for once, Perry's swats and pinches and smacks would be ineffective, if only temporarily."I feel no pain." Harry said crisply, reaching unsteadily for his plate and poking at it more than he ate it, distracted by the flashing pictures on the television as it was changed from channel to channel, his mind already overstimulated by the colours and noises being emitted from it."Bet it was a hot date calling." Harry added, too loopy to care what he was saying, "Which reminds me, you were practically tearing the doctor's clothes off with your eyes. Gonna, um, take him up on the house call thing? Condo call?" |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Pinching Harry had been a bad idea, especially after Harry stated that he felt no pain from it. It ll probably hurt like a bitch later, but since he didn t know how much damage he was doing to the brunette with little to no reaction, he figured waiting on the rest of the smacks he had stored up over the day.And gods, did the fucking mouth ever shut the hell up?Mm fucking mouth.Fuck, no. Yeah, a hot date. I m going to take Larry home, wow, he remembered the man s name. lay him out all nice and wanton on this couch, rip off all his clothes, and fuck him right then and there. I ll even make it loud enough for you to hear, happy? Peregrine replied in autopilot, just numbly flipping through the channels.It finally settled onto a movie the Notebook or some shit and he left it there to play as white noise. He waited until Harry ate a good portion of the dinner, before taking it and moving to clean it. A blanket was draped over Harry after he snapped the couch out to become a bed. It d be best to not move Harry too much when the other male was most likely going to go flying down the stairs at some point in the night. Sleep. Shit, he might as well. And Harry? Thanks the gratitude was spoken so softly that it could have been imagined. Instead of elaborating, he moved to go get ready for bed.So for the rest of the night, he made sure to check on Harry every hour or so. A gentle shake on the shoulders, a poke in the belly anything to get a twitch to see if Lockhart was alive. By the coming morning, he was exhausted, but figured he might as well do surveillance. God, he hated to do it, but he left a note for Harry, Going to work. Be good. Do paperwork. Call me when you re done. And called Harmony to come take care of Harry. He hoped she got his message.As for him? He was going to check out this Mr. Mystery. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry had meant for the comment to be casual and playful, but Perry had the tendency of turning that sort of thing into well, something else entirely. He managed it again, going into more detail than Harry ever wanted to know about the big guy's sex life not that he ever wanted to know any details. About anyone's sex life. But definitely not Perry's."Um," Harry said, "Yeah. Great. Just let me know so I'll be aware of when to flee the house and so I can plan to ritually burn the couch afterwards."He shifted on the couch and only then realized that his eyes had fallen half shut, leaving only slivers of brown iris showing, though even they were nearly taken over by his blown pupils they opened fully only once, and that was when Perry stood to leave, uttering just one word he wasn't sure he had heard out of Perry before:Thanks.Harry stared for a long moment, and then gave a small nod, watching the other man leave the room eventually he turned his eyes back to the television, but by that point, nothing was making sense. Eventually it became so mind numbing that he just slipped off into sleep without being aware of it, face pressed against the arm of the couch, the bloodied hoodie zipped up to his neck.Throughout the night he was subjected to random pokes and prods, some of which he was aware of and others simply became part of his distinctly fucked up dreams.By the time morning rolled around, he was as sick of being poked as Perry was sick of doing the poking god that sounded wrong so when a finger prodded his nose around eight in the morning, his grumbled reaction wasn't entirely enthusiastic. The poke came again, aiming for his nose, but Harry had the misfortune of trying to sit up at the same time and a finger ended up in his eye."Ah! Shit!" Harry said, hand clapping to his face unfortunately, the motion immediately sent pain through his entire skull and he clutched at his head with one slightly pitiful sound.But then hands were on his face, on his head, stroking through his hair and touching, touching in a way that just couldn't be Perry, because Perry's touches always came with pain,"Jesus, Harry, I'm so sorry."Harry's eyes snapped open, but the one that had been prodded immediately protested and fell shut again, his one available eye focusing in and out several times before he could identify one very clear colour red. Lots of red. Red hair. Red lips. Red blouse."Hrmny?" Harry said thickly, forcing his other eye open everything came into focus and yes, god yes, there she was."Yeah I'm here." Harmony said, and Harry glanced around, eyeing the condo suspiciously, "What are you looking for?""S'gotta be a dream." Harry mumbled out."Your shirt what is thatbloodall over your shirt, Harry? What the fuck have you been doing?""Can't be real." Harry insisted, clamouring to his feet now, unsteady his head twinged again and he clutched at it and Harmony took hold of his hoodie and yanked him back down onto the couch so hard that he nearly fell off of it."I'm here to fucking take care of you Perry called me, told me you needed a nanny, what happened?" Harmony said, then shoved him back again when he tried to get up, "Lay the fuck down.""Santa hit me with a fountain and Perry's car exploded." Harry re iterated dazedly, "You look great." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | What Perry Did in the Meantime Attempting to find the Mr. Mystery had led to a dead end.No surprise there. Not that he knew what he was going to do when he met the man, but he supposed it would have been somewhere on the line of homicide. But unlike his clients, he knew how to get rid of the body without leaving clues. It came with the job, really.Instead, he had the luck of running into the said person that had spoke to him on the phone just before the explosion had happened. Strawberry blonde, vibrant blue eyes, muscular and attractive Damien would have made him drool like some teenager, if he didn t already hate the other male s guts.Their conversations never got far just like their love life.When they were together, it went something like Hey, welcome home. Hey. And they d fuck. Sure Perry enjoyed it, but it was always fucking. Damien probably forgot how to have a relationship outside of the bed.But now that they weren t together, they re meetings turned out to be You fucker! BITCH! And they d fight. Sure, Perry enjoyed it, but it was always a hassle to get the blood out of his shirt. Plus, he d have bruises afterwards. Damien probably forgot that homicide attempts were illegal.This encounter wasn t any different. Just a Why the fuck did you call me?! and a Fuck, I missed you coupled with a rubbed crotch and a flying punch. It wasn t until later, when he was sitting on a sidewalk curb and looking worse for wear, did he realize that the fucker had slipped something into his pants when he was groped. Ravan requests to meet with you. 5PM tomorrow. Don t be late. Wear a rose corsage. Once he comprehended the note, it didn t take long for him to realize that Damien was probably working for the real Ravan. That is to say, assuming that Harry didn t meet the real woman and just an actress hired to play her.Rubbing on his bruised jaw, he sighed and thought that maybe it was time to head back. It was already late afternoon, and he had spent most of the morning doing surveillance for another case. A small one, of a typical cheating husband and a bemoaning wife. He was cheating on the client, but after meeting her, Perry could see why.It wasn t until four in the evening did he make it back to the condo and for a brief moment, he thanked the higher powers that therewasa condo to come back to. Half of him had been afraid that Harry woke up, Harmony decided not to come, and he d come back to bits and piece of the place.Rubbing his hands over his face, he decided he d save off this goatee tonight it was getting annoying. Harry had mentioned it once or twice in the past that he looked strange with it, but Perry kept it on just to annoy the shit. Now it was annoying him, and that would just not do.With a push of the last amount of energy he had left in him, he got out of the car and made a beeline right into the condo. He slammed the door shut and dropped the keys into the bowl by the table, before sitting at the dining table and placed his hands in his head. God, his head hurt. Fuck Har er, fuckhead, you still alive? he called out, exhausted and barely noticing anything around him. Perry wasn t too out of it that he would call out for Harmony though. Because if she hadn t came, he might as well not mention it.He ll wait for Harry to come to him. And as much as he hated to admit it, he d need to bring Harry with him on this case of course he was going to pick up on it, now that he was dragged in. The other male would be his only clue in whether or not they d spot Ravan. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry was distantly aware of the front door opening and it took an intense level of concentration for him to maneuver himself to it, the world tilting and tottering with each movement he paused midway down the hall and closed his eyes, taking in a breath in an attempt to steady himself."M'alive." Harry replied, stopping at the top of the stairs and eyeing them as though he had encountered some sadistic mind game of which he had already spent the day dealing with. Gripping the banister, Harry began to shuffle his way down the steps, having some difficulty with his spatial awareness this, of course, could be blamed on the concussion he had suffered only a day ago, but more likely had to do with the copious amounts of alcohol he had consumed in the last two hours, in combination with prescribed pain medication. His head had never felt more numb.His heart was a different story, but he made a choice to ignore that.Ultimately, the night had not been kind to Harry Lockhart. The cut on his forehead was bandaged over and was covering only a portion of what had become a particularly impressive bruise, mottled in blue and purple and extending from his temple down to his cheekbone. A five o'clock shadow had managed to creep its way across his jaw an indication that Harry either hadn't looked in a mirror or just didn't trust himself with a razor and his palms were raw and red from where they had scraped across the fountain. He looked like a train wreck.Reaching the bottom of the stairs after much complicated maneuvering, Harry finally focused his vision onto his partner "You look like hell." Harry managed, and in a rare moment of physicality, he reached out to unsteadily take hold of Perry's face, examining his jaw, "What'd who'd you get'n a fight with?" |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | It took a lot longer than he d like to wait for someone, but with Harry, it was a surprise that the other male got to him in such a short time. Honestly, Perry thought that he d call out for the fucker and it d take him an hour to realize that someone had spoken to him. But there he was, examining van Shrike s features.Like hecared.Well, of course he did. He was Harry fucking Lockhart. But sadly, not Harry fag fucking Lockhart.Wishes, wishes. I ran into wait, me? There are levels in hell, Harry andyoulook like you re rock bottom. I ll tell you about my day in a moment, but first, where s did someone come over today? he changed his tactic, not wanting to completely out the fact that heexpectedHarmony to have been here. Perry brushed the brunette s hand away and rubbed at his own jaw, feeling his own whiskers scratch at his hand.It was strange, but he felt the void of their interaction at the most inopportune time. The blonde was always at a lost for words when with Harry mainly due to the dumbstruck moment of not believing Harry could do or say somethingthatidiotic but with Harry, the male seemed to have some sort of quota per day on words he needed to speak. Now that Harry was drugged up like some two dollar whore with a speech impediment, it felt quiet.That, and he d rather have Harry flaunting around and chatting away, then staring at him for any length of time. It made him want to do things. Things that would probably be illegal.And maybe immoral.Definitely not socially accepted. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry was unsteady even as he stood in place, fingers coming insistently back to Perry even as they were swatted away, dropping back only after the third time the other man knocked them off."You can stop acting,Hamlet." Harry said, still staring at Perry, eyeing the bruise, "I know you asked Harmony to come here. I might be stupid, but not stupid enough to think she'd come on her own. To see me. What'd you tell her anyway? That I was dying? That she needed to move my body? I'd I'd just like to know. Give me some insight. 'Cause I probably would've got a concussion sooner if I'd known it would get her to say 'hi'."It sounded pathetic. Even drunk and high and concussed out of his skull, it sounded pathetic, but he was too drunk and high and concussed to care.Harry visibly struggled to get his head back on track,"Who who did you run into?" he asked. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | As Harry continued to try to touch him, Perry found himself smacking the hand until the brunette got the point. The onslaught of the questions about Harmony made him sigh though, as it was just his luck. Just when he expected Harry to be the dumbass that he usually was, the stray just had to get a brain. Probably two brain cells finally collided into one another to make one thought connection form. First, sit. he demanded, shifting and dragging out the chair. His hand shot out and he nearly shoved Harry to sit, as he didn t want the other male to fall over. Then he d have to reach out and catch him. That d involve touching. Perry was lazy and didn t have the strength or energy to catch Harry.He didn t want to go back to the hospital because of something stupid. Ran into someone who worked for Ravan. You re coming with me tomorrow butyou will not interfere, got it? a pause, as he rubbed against the bruise forming against his high cheekbone. Honey leaf eyes dipped up and down, half checking his partner damn, even after this long, they still weren t the gay kind? and half sizing Lockhart up.After a moment, he realized he might as well be honest. Yeah, I called her. Told her you were hurt from a case asked it as a favor. he decided it was best to leave out the part where he asked it as a favor to him, rather than played on her concern for Harry. Uh listen, case aside oh, M.J. in a little boy s bed, why the hell did he even care? Is there something you want to talk about? About Harmony? he asked tentatively, debating on whether or not he needed ice. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry didn't have the time to protest as a chair was somehow maneuvered beneath him he didn't move to sit, but Van Shrike's none too gentle assistance had him doing it anyways and he ended up half splayed on the seat, staring up at Perry with big, glassy doe eyes."Ravan." Harry repeated dumbly, as though it was a foreign word after he rolled it around in his hazy mind for a few moments, he finally recognized it he snapped his fingers for emphasis but one of his too long sleeves got in the way, "Right! Right. Ravan. Wait, where am I coming but not interfering? I've got like, an entire pharmacy in my blood right now, go slow. Go slower, I mean. Than usual."Of course, then Perry moved onto the more obvious subject and Harry's eyes dropped down to his hands and he picked pointlessly at his nails before chewing on one of them,"Yeah. She looks great, by the way. Really, uh, you know. Harmony. Always looks great," he mumbled, and then gave Perry a sideways look, shrivelling his nose as though insulted by the question, "What? No. No I don't need to talk about something. Anything."There was a long silence, and then the expression fell away to something more morose,"Just. You know. She's Harmony. Fucks everyone else, fucks me over. Not that I just want you know. I nevermind. Look. Where am I going with you tomorrow? I don't have to stay in the car, do I?"Or, god forbid, dress up. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Slower than usual?Oh gods, he was going as slow as he could already! Harry was as slow as an old woman walking across the crosswalk, and Perry had the urge to just run the witch over. Sadly, he couldn t run Harry over he wasn t quiet a homicidal person just yet and he did have slight attachments to his partner.However, hearing about Harmony wasn t going to be the highlight of his night, and he dreaded bringing up the topic. Luckily, Lockhart didn t care to talk too much about it no, Lockhart goes into the fuckup that is his life.Sigh Listen, Harry. You re special, innocent, precious, kind of cute, kind, lovable, sexy, desir not a fuckup. Maybe Perry needed to go to the hospital to check for a concussion. Right, well. Considering that he wrote to wear a rose corsage, I m assuming at the Rose Lounge. You ll need to where black. It might be best to not tell Harryexactlywhat the Rose Lounge was. It was a fairly new place so maybe he could pull it off that he didn t know as well. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry was prodding irritably at the bandaging that covered the gash on his forehead, pausing only when Perry spoke, eyes rolling around the room as though searching for the hidden camera before going back to his partner again. In the year he had worked with Perry, insults had always come freely and positive remarks had always come begrudgingly this one, however, had come out of nowhere.He didn't want to let the moment slip by unrecognized, but Perry was switching subjects so fast that he could barely keep up but then, that was probably the point."Rose Lounge." Harry repeated, brow furrowing a year in L.A. was hardly enough to get to know every venue in the city, there was just too much noise and colour for him to get to know the place in that little time, so he raised his shoulders in a shrug, pointlessly adding: "Sounds nice. Sure. Uh. Does a black hoodie count?" |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | No! Er fuck, no. Don t you own anything other than a hoodie? yeah, he s really spewing dumbass questions. Nevermind. Get some rest and we ll go shopping as soon as we wake up tomorrow. AKA eight A.M. Whether Harry fucking liked it or not.Shaking his head, he gave Harold another peeking glance, up and down and up and down and up And down and then he basically marched off in the other direction towards the stairs. The bathroom was the first place he went to, washing up and preparing for sleep. Briefly, he hoped that Harry wasn t going to hurt himself getting ready for bed, but the other maleappearedto be fine. Just a bit out of it, but they ve been through this routine a few times before.Maybe I should watch out for him more often. Can t believe the fucker got another concussion but he already did watch over Harry as much as he could. Fuck, he was more like a parent than a partner. And fuck all if that isn t a bad transitional relationship.Not that he was sure they d transition anywhere. Other than from wherever they were to the hospital and back.Scrubbing his palms over his face to make himself focus as if he could wipe away his strange and wandering thoughts about Harry these days Perry gave himself a hard look in the mirror. Said Fuck, get your head on gay and dragged himself to his bedroom for rest.He d wake the next morning, probably would have to wake up Harry, and then get them to go shopping after breakfast. If Harry didn t wake up with his initial call, he was going to tickle the fuck awake.Playfully. Not perverted ly. Because well, he was Perry van Shrike.He wasn t perverted. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry opened his mouth to reply but it snapped shut again when Perry talked over him quite in fact, Harrydidown something other than hoodies, but it came in the form of a single black blazer, which happened to be the same one he had worn when he had first met Perry and the thing was ancient as well as being covered in tears and grass stains from when he'd gotten his ass kicked. Any other formal wear he'd owned had, at one point or another, been destroyed. Usually while doing something stupid."Right. Shopping." Harry said morosely, though Perry had already dissappeared, "Just what I like to do, early in the morning."He sat there for a moment longer before finally getting to his feet, briefly suffering from a terrible case of vertigo before the world straightened out again and he tottered unsteadily back up the stairs, finding the upwards climb a lot more difficult than the descent had been and that had been like a fucking rubik's cube.Several tries later and he shuffled his way back to his bedroom most days, Harry would be out running around L.A. looking for shit to do, but most days he wasn't suffering from a massive concussion some longing part of him yearned to be outside, but the rest of him just wanted sleep. The latter won over and Harry barely managed to get undressed before slipping under the covers.He woke himself up by shouting in his sleep once nothing unusual but otherwise slept through the night. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Throughout the night, Perry had a rather pleasant slumber. Even when Harry gave a rather loud shout, he didn t budge an inch the guy wasn t going to die if he hurt himself. Well, maybe he would have, but this fag was too tired to care.So when morning came, he was wide awake and not even aware that maybe he should have given Harry more time to rest. After all, maybe the other male didn t get enough rest? Either way, he didn t mind as he kicked open the door it wasn t shut fully anyways and came in. Lockhart, time for duty! because shopping was not something to take lightly. He reached out and poked at Harry, nearly jabbing at the other male s chest. If that didn t get the brunette up, he was going to tickle an effective torture that wouldn t kill his partner. Plus, he d get a few gropes in. Not that that was the purpose or anything. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | By the time eight a.m. rolled around, all of Harry's restlessness had caused his sheets to twist around his hips as he lay with one arm slung over his face to block out the light that was peeking in through the crack in the curtains. He jerked out of a light slumber when Perry practically kicked the door down,"I don't need a big, gay alarm clock." Harry protested sleepily, turning over and burying his face into his pillow after Perry prodded him in the chest, deciding that somehow less damage could be done that way he went as far as pulling the second pillow over the back of his head, sandwiching it between the two and burying it like an ostrich trying to escape the horrors of the wilderness."Who shops at eight in the morning?" he asked, muffled by his makeshift fortress, "No one. No one does, Perry. No one needs a jacket bad enough to do it." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | You need more than a jacket. We ll get you an entire new wardrobe. Because really, how does he let the other male go out of the house his condo! looking like a reject from the middle East? Come on, get up. he warned, fingers already ghosting over Harry s sides. The purpose was to tickle the other male, but he found his eyes glued to the fact that his fingers were easily able to brush the brunette s shirt up. Just an inch, if that, but the smooth skin below it made him stare harder than he had when some bimbo dropped their pants in front of him.Smooth, nearly flawless flesh. Sure there were flaws here and there, but to him, it was flawless because it wasreal. Not some fake Ken wannabe, but a real male that had hardships of life and trial. For the longest moment, or what felt like it, he was stuck just staring and petting.Oh shit on a cracker, he was brushing his fingers back and forth on Harry s flanks, petting the other male s sides like villas against Harry.Fuck, he was a pervert. Waking up? he murmured, almost like he was in a trance and was plainly fascinated by the brunette before him. Was this taking advantage of someone? Especially since Harry was... not in full health and can't defend himself? |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry was paying his penance for a night of heavy drinking it came in the form of a sharp headache, but he wasn't sure how much of it was from the whiskey and how much of it was from getting his head smashed into a cement fountain a day and a half ago. He was sure the semantics of it were unimportant though all that mattered, ultimately, was that his head felt like it was going to pop off like a cork from a champagne bottle."I don't need a new wardrobe. I have an old wardrobe. What do I even need a 'wardrobe' for? It sounds gay." Harry retorted, "Hoodies and t shirts are all purpose, multi functional like a like a fucking swiss army knife. I don't wanna wear skinny jeans and sweater vests."He could hear Perry still urging him out of bed, but he pressed the pillow down against his ears in the hopes that he might drown him out because maybe if he couldn't hear Van Shrike, he could pretend that he had another hour or two left to sleep.Of course, the urge was gone almost in an instant when he felt his shirt creeping up, followed by fingertips trailing up his sides his muscles all twitched in response, a series of visible shivers shifting through them, followed by a sharp jerk as the sensation registered as tickling.Harry stared, wide eyed, at the fabric in front of him.Was Perry Van Shriketicklinghim?A small, muffled noise escaped Harry's throat, his grip on the pillow having loosened without him realizing it because Perry's fingers were slowly stroking up and down his sides, no longer light enough to be a tickle, but it sure as hell wasn't hurting him.Slowly, Harry slipped the pillow off his head, his hair sticking out at bizarre angles from where it had been mussed and he twisted his torso enough to look at Perry now, expression bewildered."Yeah." Harry replied, breathy for reasons he didn't know maybe he wasn't getting enough oxygen with his face smashed into pillows or something, "Yeah I'm, uh. Waking up. Awake. I'm awake." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | If there was a time he felt like he was trapped in a trance, then now was it. Time seemed to just pause for him and maybe it did for Harry as well. Like some fucking love story, he was melted into this moment to just feel. His senses were heightened and lowered at the same time, while he stared half at his hands, half at Harry s flanks.When the other male spoke up, he slowly dragged his gaze upwards to meet confused and bewildered eyes. Maybe then it should have dawned on him that he needed to stop, that he wasn t just tickling, buttouchingHarry fucking Lockhart.It took him a moment to pause in the strokes that he was giving. No, not the naughty strokes, you perverted viewers. Just the petting kind that he would have bestowed upon a beloved pet or perhaps a lover in a moment of intimacy.Now wasn tthatthe thought of the fucking year? Yeah you re awake. he muttered, fingers soaking in the feel of warmth. But unlike the movies, reality came smashing back and breaking through his skull with a painful stabbing reminder of exactly what he was doing.Holy.Fucking.Shit. Way to state the fucking obvious, dipshit. Get up and get ready! Perry snapped out, his trance shoved violent down the stairs of his mentality like an old man that was in the way to the bathroom and one just had togo.Snatching his hands back as if burned, he turned heals and left without another word, entering into the bathroom to finish getting ready for the day. Why he had even headed straight towards Lockhart s room was inexcusable.So he swiped that from his mind as best as possible, shaved his irritating goatee off gosh, it was baby smooth under all that hair took care of his late morning erection, and took a quick rinse to refresh himself after practicing oral hygiene. Once morning routines were done, he left the bathroom vacant for Harry and went to the kitchen to whip something up for breakfast. It wasn t extravagant, just waffles, eggs, sausages maybe just for Harry. . .well, no, that wouldn t work, maybe just for himself and beverages.As he worked on the sausages, half thinking of something that he shouldn t and half thinking about the day, Perry briefly wondered what would be a good outfit for Harry to wear to the Rose Lounge. Good and hopefully, not to suspicious to either parties. What about leather ? he asked out loud, partially to himself and slightly expecting Harry to answer like the leech usually did whenever he spoke to himself aloud. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | It wasn't unusual for Harry to be bewildered by Perry Van Shrike, but that morning he was especially confused commonly, when Perry woke him up, his preferred method was to throw something at him or shout until he was out of the bed Harry had never taken any particular offense to either method because they were strangely familiar to the methods that had been used on him as a kid. A little sad if one over analyzed it, but it worked.But this was the first time he had even been woken up by tickling. Touching. Caressing. And that was what Perry had been doing to him, when he thought about it Perry had beencaressinghim for several long moments Harry could have been blissfully ignorant about it, except the sensation of the other man's fingers was still lingering on his side, making it impossible to deny that it had happened.Harry only managed to come up with a single thought regarding the subject and it was thus:What the fuck was that about?He stared after Perry as he stormed out of the room, risking getting out of the bed only several minutes after he was sure the other man was gone he made his way to the bathroom once it was free, glimpsing himself in the mirror and shuddering.He looked like shit his face was cut and bruised all to hell and even he had to begrudgingly admit that he needed to shave. Harry went through the motions of showering and shaving, taking a little extra care to make himself look less like a hobo an image that was ruined the moment he put his old, oversized clothes on.Barefoot, he padded out into the hallway and hesitated at the idea of dealing with Perry for a second time that morning but the smell of food was undermining any potential fear instinct. Ultimately, his stomach won the battle and Harry ended up popping up in the kitchen just as Perry was musing to himself,"What about leather?" Harry parroted, snagging a bit of waffle before any spatula wielding hand could knock him away if he had retained anything from New York, it was his quick hands. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | He snapped out of it as soon as he realized he had spoken aloud rather than internally as he had intended to. It was cute though, how Harry parroted him. Well, it was sometimes enduring. Other times, he found that a fist to the jaw wasn t enough to get the brunette to shut the fuck up. Leather to wear? he answered almost immediately, trying to save himself from appearing airheaded as his partner did daily. Admittedly, Perry had attempted to smack the hand that came after a waffle, but Harry s hands were faster. At least he hadsomeskill, even if it was a bit misplaced.The blonde dished up two plates and placed them on the table, before putting things away. If one was to peek into their lives, they might have thought on how domestic Harry s and Perry s interaction at home was. They took care of one another, cooked for one another mainly Perry did in fear of losing the condo to a fire and did almost everything like an old couple. The only difference was that they slept in separate rooms. I think it might be good for you. The Rose Lounge is a higher end club. You d want to look flashy rather than like, at this, hazel green eyes took another dip up and down Harry s form. Not for viewing pleasures, mind you, just for observational purposes. a hobo. as Perry was polishing off his plate, he had a look in his eyes that clearly stated he knew exactly what to do with Harry s old clothes.Burn them.As a side note, he d remind himself not to burn them while Harry s still in them.If Lockhart didn t fuck this meeting up. You done? We ve got lots of shopping to do before we go. the detective raised a perfectly cleaned eyebrow, almost as if he had waxed them. Perry was determined to keep things as simple and platonic between them as he could though, because if he acted out of the ordinary, they would have to talk about it. And talking about it would analyze what occurred earlier this morning. And that? Well, that was an unsatisfactory bitch of a situation that he was not yet ready to face. Not with the dipshit that looked like he didn t know where his mouth was if he didn t move it every so often. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry had the waffle half stuffed in his mouth as he crossed the kitchen, barely resisting the urge to hop up on the counter and sit on it the way he had done as a kid but he knew better Perry wouldn't want his ass on the marble, so Harry did the mature thing and sat in an actual chair. Backwards, but still, it was progress.He removed the waffle long enough to speak:"You want me to wearleather? In L.A.? It's kind of forty degrees in the shade here, Per." he said and stuck a finger through the waffle, lifting it up to his face and looking at Perry through the hole he'd made, "I mean, unless heat strokes are haute couture I can seizure for the elite club goers."He turned in the chair to face the table when breakfast was placed down, prodding at the eggs with a fork and watching with child like amusement as the yolks ran,"Anyway, I thought hobo wasin. See that style everywhere here." Harry said, furrowing his brow as he picked through his breakfast with extraordinary delicacy for one who tended to lumber through everything else, "Though they may beactualhobos. I can't tell here, you know? Fashion is weird."Despite his tendency to play with his food, Harry cleaned his plate, finding himself hungrier than he'd realized that, and even after a year he still had an appreciation for Perry's cooking. It wasn't that Harry was incapable of making meals, but back home, it would have been an understatement to say that money was tight on the worst months, he was lucky to scrape by with one meal each day. With Perry, he often felt spoiled, despite the frequent verbal and occasional physical abuse."Wild guess I won't be getting anymore hoodies, huh?" Harry asked, rising from the table with his plate and going to the sink. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Seizure? Only if Perry was lucky. I m sure ifhomowould be in before hobo. he said offhandedly, as he grabbed for the plates to rinse and then put in the dishwasher. Even if Harry had attempted to rinse them, he would do them again just incase. Sometimes it appeared like he didn t trust Harry to do the simplest things, and while most often than not it was that, it was also the fact that he was obsessive compulsive.For a minute, they seemed to remain quiet, so that only the sound of water drizzled in the morning air. Once finished with the dishes, he shook his head and decided not to comment on the hoodies, as he was going to make sure he could replace Harry s wardrobe.With outfit ideas running through his mind, he dried his hands and reached out to grab for Harry s chin. He might not have been as fast with his hands as his partner was, but he was fast enough to capture the jaw and tugged it upwards to face him. Huh he muttered out, honey emerald eyes critically analyzing Lockhart.Without realizing it, Perry found himself not only analyzing Harry, he was checking him out. Cute almost button like nose, bedroom ish yet innocent doe eyes rosy, cocksucker lips Guess it s not too bad the blonde stated to himself, more about his strange attraction to his heterosexual partner than about the idea of matching some outfit to the other male. Suddenly, he let go and began to briskly walk towards the front door. Perry had already dressed for the day earlier, and it didn t matter what Harold was wearing, as the other male was going to get new clothes either way.He grabbed his keys and twisted the lock after he d open the door. Get moving, chief, we haven t all day. he called over his shoulder, moving to get in the car and knowing that Harry better be following himnow, or he ll know the true meaning of being a hobo. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "I see what you did there. You took the 'b' from 'hobo' and replaced it with an 'm'," Harry said, gesturing his hands left and right as though he was plucking at an invisible alphabet, "Which is ironically called a homoph what are you doing?"Harry's eyebrows shot up as he found his jaw suddenly captured between Perry's fingers,"What am I, Yorick?" Harry asked, bewildered as his head was tilted a little from side to side while the big guy looked him over, "Did I miss a spot shaving? What?"It had never been out of the ordinary for Perry to touch him more often than not, it came in the form of a slap upside the head or a punch in the arm, but there had been the occasional pats on the back, sometimes a hair ruffling if Perry was being absent minded and letting his guard down. Most of the time Harry didn't return any physical contact because well, he tended not to with anyone he'd grown up in a household that was strictly contact free, save for the times where he'd really fucked up, then it was no holds barred for his dad.Harry's eyes rolled around as he was inspected, staring at the ceiling, the walls, then at Perry, his expression shifting between confusion and begrudging acceptance because, really, it wasn't the weirdest fucking thing Van Shrike had done.But then he was released again, so quickly that he nearly fell over, and when he got his balance back, he realized Perry was already halfway out the door,"What's not too bad?" Harry asked, pulling on his shoes as he hopped out the door after him, "What you know. Nevermind. I don't want to know what's not too bad because I'm pretty sure there's no reasonable answer here. So I guess we're not going to WalMart or anything, huh?" |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Really, he couldn t believe Harry actually saidWalMartof all places to get clothes. To get leather? That d be disturbing.Narrowing his eyes at the other male, he shook his head and started the car, snapping at the brunette to get his seatbelt on or else he d drive off without the dipshit and then attempt to run him over. We re not going to WalMart, dumbass. First to Men s Warehouse to get you a nice suit or two. Then to the well, porn shop probably wouldn t fly so well when Harry still had the ability to jump out of the car.So he remained quiet for the time being until he was able to pick up speed and was driving at a steady rate that the brunette wouldn t be dumb enough to jump out during. Plus, the car doors would lock automatically after he went pass ten miles per hour. Then to a kink shop to find some leather. For the good quality kind, not the fake rip offs. Perry had the urge to just shove his partner in a crotch less leather chaps, but that might be too much for the bitch.Sadly, not his bitch.During which, he decided to remain quiet until they reached their destination. A worker inside spotted him getting out of the car and waved at him, of which he returned with a nod and signal that he was here to fashion up . Come on, chief, let s get this over with. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "Suits." Harry repeated morosely, putting his head against the window frame and watching L.A. flash by as a stream of colours and short shorts, "Great. I don't know if I really go to enougheventsto justify a suit, you know? Seems every time I wear a jacket, I get my ass kicked."His mouth pulled into a grimace,"A 'kink shop'? That had better be slang for something else, Perry." he said, but got out of the car anyways, observing the interaction between the warehouse employee and Perry, "Don't come here often or anything like that, do you? Are they going to know your name and have your in seam memorized?"He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans and stepped inside, a movement he instantly regretted in his life, Harry had been fitted for two suits. One had been for his sister's wedding, the other for his mother's funeral. Both events had been astoundingly similar. Status quo for the Lockhart clan.Since then, he'd really just snagged suit jackets off the hanger and hadn't bothered much with measurements a pair of slacks usually suited any function he had to attend.Peering around the place, he could guess that it wasn't going to be so simple. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | They have a database for that. he remarked offhandedly, as if it was the most natural thing for any store to have. After all, what s the point of wasting time to measure a customer that had been in just a month or so ago? The database was obviously changed every six months, just because it was standard procedure. After today, Harold Lockhart would be on file.When Harry took too long to move out of the way so that Perry could walk completely in the store, he nearly shoved the smaller male aside and stepped in gracefully. The worker that had waved to him came up to them and smiled brightly. Welcome back, Mr. van Shrike. Another suit so soon? of course, his suits got ruined during cases, so it wasn t a surprise he was in often. Not for me this time, Jennifer. For hobo boy over here. he gave her a flashing smile that charmed even women he wasn t interested in. Jennifer indulgently smiled back at him, laughing slightly as if his jabbing remark towards Harry s dressed state was meant to be a joke rather than an upturned nose at Lockhart s fashion sense. Well, we have just the thing then! Maybe a side striped style? Pin up? Let s get our boy measured up, shall we? she happily chirp, linking arms around Harry s arm and nearly dragging him towards the mirrors and stand. Not exactly my type, but rather fetching. Where did you catch this one, Mr. van Shrike? Jennifer teased, giving Harry a flirting grin and glance over.Perry s left eye twitched but she hadn t noticed, so he only tilted his head and smirked at Harry. Found him being beaten up by his ex so I decided to save him. Cleaned his blood, cleaned his life, and what the fuck do you know, I have a houseboy. he joked, indulging Jennifer with a barked laugh that they both gave, as she began to measure Harry. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Not for the first time, Harry felt like a marionette as Perry puppeteered him around the store, assisted by Jennifer the two shot jabs back and forth and Harry was unsurprised to find himself as the target for all of the jokes. He took them in stride anyways,"I wasn't being beaten up by my ex." Harry said, "Santa is not my ex, Perry."He looked at Jennifer,"Santa did it." he re iterated, pointing to the gash on his forehead but finding his arm tugged to the side, his hoodie pulled off of him as Jennifer went about busily measuring, raising one fine brow in response to him. He did his best to hold still through the measuring process, but the in seam was always uncomfortable, leading to Harry staring up at the ceiling while Jennifer's hand was moving up his thigh. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Was it strange that he was getting a Rodney from just watching Jennifer run her hands up Harry s thighs?Was that fucked up?What the fuck is he thinking? Of course it s fucked up.It was another woman s hands, running up legs that he should be spreading and Okay, that was enough of that thought. Santa did not beat you up, Harold. Just a guy in a suit. Perry explained to the worker, her smile reflecting that she had assumed so. Well, looks like you re just the perfect size for some of the suits we have, actually. A nice build do you exercise? she asked the brunette, eyeing his chest as if she could see pass his shirt.Meanwhile, Perry was busy eyeing Harry s crotch to notice someone else checking out his bitch. Er, partner.While they were ogling Lockhart, another worker picked up the slack and made to grab for the measurements. He was an efficient worker, because by the time that anyone had the reason to drag their eyes away from the hobo standing in the middle of a suit store, he was back with a few suits to try on. I took the liberty to grab a few different shades, if that s to your preference. he announced, handing pairs of suits to Harry. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "Right, sure, it's a guy in a suit, but that's a little ambiguous, isn't it? He wasn't wearing, like, Armani. He was wearing a Santa suit." Harry replied, having decided to mask his discomfort with chattiness, as per the norm one eyebrow rose very slightly when Jennifer popped up in front of him again, wielding her tape measure like a weapon,"I uh " Harry said, finding himself unreasonably bewildered by the question he looked down at his chest, where Jennifer was presently staring, "Exercise. Yeah."He glanced up at the mirror and became painfully aware that Jennifer wasn't the only one staring Perry looked like he was in a trance, his eyes dropped down again, he followed the line of vision and discovered that Perry's focus was significantly lower than Jennifer's had been. Ultimately, it was enough to drive Harry off of the stand without being urged to, suddenly unable to help the feeling that he was somehow on display.Thankfully, another worker came along and Harry took the suits, grateful for the chance to go hide in a change room,"Yeah, sure. At this point I'd be fine with hot pink." Harry mumbled, ducking off to the rooms. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Will you stop with the ambiguous crap? Perry rolled his eyes, and perhaps it was a gay thing that Harry would have labeled as, but what the fuck. But at least it dragged his gaze away from the brunette s crotch. Gods, he was going to need therapy soon, if not already.However, as Harry had mumbled something, it wasn t as quiet as they might have thought, since it carried far enough for the three to hear. The male worker perked at that and was briskly off. Just in a minute s time, he was back and slipped a white and pink trimmed suit over the dressing room s door. Try this on first, Mr. Lockhart. he suggested, taking the suggestion of the hot pink trimming to heart. They need to please the customer, after all.Perry bit his bottom lip as soon as he saw the suit that was picked out, finding it even too gay for Gay Perry to wear. The blonde was nothing but a black or white suit, inversed color of a dress shirt, a tie if formality was needed, and always matching shoes and socks. Suave, charming, charismatic, handsome that was Perry. Sure he was gay, but that didn t mean he couldn t avoid the flamboyant flare of rainbow spewage on his wardrobe. Yeah, Harry, why not try that on? You re lucky they have one just your size. he smirked, despite the fact that Harry couldn t see it. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Stepping into the change room, Harry had to resist the urge to find an alternate route out of the suit shop he was sure he could maneuver the ventilation system, after all and proceeded to get out of his jeans. He was prepared to fight his way into one of the suits when he heard one of the warehouse employees talking to him through the door, quickly followed up by Perry,"Um. Yeah, okay." Harry said, opening the door enough to stick a hand out, blindly taking the proferred suit he pulled in back inside, and after a moment, a groan of aesthetic agony would be heard from inside the changing room, "Seriously? Am I Tom Wolfe here, or something?"But Harry was nothing if not a good sport he came out of the change room bare foot, wearing the ridiculous white and pink suit, eyebrows raised high,"Probably not flashy enough, Perry." Harry deadpanned, taking a moment to strike a ridiculous pose, "I think this might be too dull, you know?" |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Really, Harry looked fucking retarded in a white and pink suit. Black was really a better color on the hobo wannabe.But Perry only smirked and tilted his head here and there, moving to circle the shorter male to inspect him. I ll say. Don t worry though, leather s black, so you ll look fetching tonight. he teased, reaching out with a hand to smooth over Harry s shoulder. The material wasn t bad though, as almost all suits here were high quality.Soft and smooth, just as he expected of the suit and with a finger brushing teasingly against Harry s exposed neck just like he expected Lockhart s flesh to feel like. Does it fit to your ta . but before Jennifer could finish, Perry brushed a hand towards her direction. Let s go with a dark color. He s still not out to his parents and well he heaved a dramatic sigh. We can t really flaunt anything but pure masculinity for him until he does. It was like he missed his calling or something, because she soaked it in and gave Perry an understanding gaze, followed by a slight tsking sound towards Harry s direction. How about this one then? she asked, fishing out a nice solid black suit with a three button up and a white dress shirt. Handing it to Harry, she stepped back and watched as Perry nearly shoved the brunette into the dressing room. Wait, let s get a tie with that. A solid black? Perfect. he did that thing where he pointed on his nose and at the worker, hinting that she had it dead on.Jennifer quickly found a solid black tie and handed it to Harry, before Perry actually did shove his lover in hiding into the dressing room. Do button up this time, Harold |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry had been too busy securing himself in a pensive, thinking man esque position to notice that Perry was circling him like an overgrown vulture he only became aware of it when a hand slipped across his shoulders. He turned his head just in time to make brief eye contact with Perry, something that occurred in unison with a fingertip brushing over the exposed tendon in his neck, a tiny motion that, for reasons unknown, gave Harry goosebumps."'Out to my pa '" Harry repeated, but the words died in his throat as he gathered the implications it would have to be right in front of the pretty suit girl too.Of course, it was around that time that Harry realized he hadn't so much as glanced at other women since he had run into Harmony over a year ago. And been dumped by her over a year ago. Christ."Hey. Uncool." Harry said, pointing at Perry before taking the suit he barely had time to glimpse it before he was half thrown back into the changing room he had to pause inside for a moment, closing his eyes to gather his equilibrium once more as his head protested suddenly and violently,"Yes dear." Harry called back, trying to shake off the headache as he climbed into the newest offering.Black had always been the best option for Harry, and the suit was no exception to the rule it fit him the way suits were meant to fit, settling in all the right places as it turned out, Lockhart cleaned up well. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Perry waited patiently as patiently as he could as he struck up an idle chat with Jennifer, while Harry changed and the male worker went off to do his job. It didn t feel like too long, but once the brunette came back out, he was given a rather pleasant view.Sleek, suave sexy Harold Fucking Lockhart cleaned upreallywell. Why can t you look like that every day? he asked out loud, recalling every time a client gave them a strange look when the client realized thatHoodie Harrywas Gay Perry s partner. And no, even they knew that it wasn t of the gay kind.Fuck, one would think that the first person Perry would allow to live with him would be someone he could actually fuck on every available surface and some unavailable ones. But no, his fucking luck that he got the heterosexual bastard that was still hung up on a high school love.It was so sweet it made him want to stab himself and bleed the spectrum s colors.Maybe he should take the dipshit s advice and call up Bobby Mills for a fuck. Then there was the doctor to what was his name? Ah, Larry. Yeah, he should do that tonight. A good fuck to balm over a bad night, or hopefully, a good fuck to make a good night even better.A threesome would even be He really needed to stop adding Lockhart into the bed equation. Really. Looking good though. Perry admitted, giving Harry a glance over with appreciative eyes. We ll take this one, one in grey, the white shirt, a black one, a stripped tie along with the one he s wearing and what size shoes are you? he barely waited for Harry to answer, before announcing that they d take a pair of black shoes in that size.Turning his body half to face the window to check if the rental car was still there thank gods for quick service or he d have to murder someone if he was carless Perry then glance to his watch and noted that they still had plenty of time to go to the kink store and get Harry into something leather. He handed Jennifer his card before speaking up to Harry. Hurry up and get back into your hobo clothes, chief, we ve got a schedule. because they always did, didn t they? |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "I feel less pimping." Harry said, adjusting the jacket, "But black works."He noted both Perry and Jennifer were looking him over again and he was beginning to wonder if he had sprouted an extra pair of arms at some point and had simply failed to notice it it wasn't even noon and the world was already surreal."Uh, size ten and a half." he said, eyeing his bare feet he supposed that his sneakers wouldn't do, but damn he hated dress shoes of course, he didn't have any time to protest because Perry was checking off a laundry list of items that Harry apparently had to take and even if he could have gotten a word in edgewise, he probably wouldn't have bothered. Either way, Perry Van Shrike got things to work the way he wanted them to."Yeah, sure, what he said." Harry mumbled, heading back into the change room and extracting himself from the suit he didn't want to look at the price because he knew that suits had the tendency of costing as much as a month's rent and while he was making decent coin now, he still had the tendency of watching his bank account like he was going to be homeless at any given moment. It was habit.He tugged on his jeans and hoodie, emerging victorious in the clothes that he was probably born in."A schedule," Harry repeated, "See Jennifer, we have a schedule. I don't know what it is, but apparently we have one. Thanks for your help, by the way. It was, uh, nice meeting you great first date. Maybe I can measure you next time." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | By the time Harry was remotely ready to get going, Perry was already on his phone, calling up the next store they were going to. Now that he had Lockhart s measurements, he might as well have the kink store find Harry s size in the leather department. It wasn t often that people came in and asked for the specific things that Perry was asking for, but then again, the Red Lounge was truly an exclusive, high end club for such a thing.He gave a wave over his shoulder to signify that he was heading out the car, so that Harry was to wait for his card and join afterwards. Jennifer just smiled at the brunette and gave him a wink at his efforts. Cute, but I think you might have hurt your boyfriend by trying too hard to be straight. she chuckled, shifting her gaze towards Perry s retreating back and then back to Harry.She was an efficient worker though, so as she spoke to the customer, she was able to run the card up and gather all the clothes that Perry had stated he wanted to buy. Jennifer knew Mr. van Shrike from a few years back, as he was a valued customer, so she was almost sure that Harrywassomeone special to Perry. The man wasn t cheap, per se, but he rarely bought things on impromptu this time, he just bought the notably high end suits without cross referencing.With his own card, rather than his company card.A gift, to his lover then? Most definitely. Besides, I m sure you ll have plenty to measure, with Mr. van Shrike later tonight as a thank you? her playful tone indicated towards a less innocent indication of exactlywhatHarry would be measuring on Perry s body. But with a click of a button and a tap of a key, she handed Harry the flashy Mastercard. It was nice working with you, Mr. Lockhart, I hope you were satisfied and keep us in mine for future purchases. Have a wonderful evening |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry brought his card out Mastercard, he didn't even fucking have a credit card until he came to L.A. and now he was whipping one out to buy some suits at a high end clothing store and peered back at Perry as he headed for the door, already absorbed in his ever present cell phone. Van Shrike spent more time on his phone than most high school girls did.He looked back to Jennifer,"He's not my boyfriend." Harry said wryly, habitually threading the card between his fingers like he was preparing to perform a trick, "And I'm pretty sure if he thought anyone believed that, he'd probably throw up in his mouth. Trust me, I'm not his type."Of course, then he realized that everything had been paid for once Jennifer handed him Perry's card and Harry's eyebrows shot up,"Wha ?" he began, but then Jennifer's next remark set in and Harry felt himself flush he ducked his head and took the bags, mumbling, "Yeah, you have a good night too. Geez. You're dirty."And he headed out the door, clumsily following after Perry ignoring the fact that he was on the phone, Harry spoke anyways,"You paid for it?" he asked, stumbling over his words a little, "You didn't need to I "His mouth fell shut, then opened again,"Thanks. Uh. Thank you, Per." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Jennifer didn t appear to be fazed in the least at the dirty comment. They were Mr. van Shrike s favorite suit store of course they wouldn t be shy about things he was opened with. That, and this was L fucking A.Outside, Perry was already wrapping up his phone call, making sure that the store was prepared before they got there. It wouldn t have been anything to take care of really, but since they were on a time crunch, he figured he might as well prepare them. Plus, some of the things that they had there were very explicit. The blonde hated to admit it, but he wanted to at least try to be considerate of Harry and his experiences.Thus, the call to have them separate the hardcore shit from the sexy, but nothing that would make Straight Harry scream like a little girl and run out of there like someone was going to ass rape him. Well But, that wasn t important right now. That s good. All right, we ll be there in a few. Bye. he snapped his phone shut and rolled his eyes at his partner. Without even caring that Harry might still have a headache, his hand lashed out and gave a soft thump against the idiot s head. He d like to image that there was a slight sound of a tiny brain being jarred inside. If there was anything there in the first place. Diptshit, wait until I m off the phone next time. Perry nearly yanked the door off of the rental car off and got in clearly, Harry better be getting in before he decided to run that delicious ass over.. . .Fuck, what the fuck was wrong with him?!Delicious?De fucking licious?!Maybe he should just run over the hetero bastard that was invading his happily gay for gays only mind. And I didn t buy it for you I bought it for the case and for me. If you re going to be my assistant, you better stop looking like a hobo. Don t know why I let you get away with it for so long. he shook his head, like Harry had committed some kind of sin. Perry started the car up and waited just barely before Harry got the seatbelt on, before he would speed out of the driveway.Got to love V8 s. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry actually managed to be caught off guard when the hand collided with his head the resulting shockwaves actually stopped Harry in his tracks for an instant and he reached up to clutch at his head, letting out a small groan when a sharp ache moved through the gash in his head. Fuck, that hurt.After a moment, he collected himself enough to get into the car, briefly looking unfocused,"Right. Of course." Harry said, pulling his seatbelt on just before Perry took off like a bat out of hell he loved that fucking gas pedal he rested his head against the window frame again, trying to settle the throbbing in his forehead,"But thanks anyways. You know. I do appreciate it, even if it was, uh, for the case. The job. The business. Whatever. Still means something to me, at any rate." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | The verbal appreciation still threw Perry off his game, making him flicker between uncertainty of saying something and just ignoring Harry entirely. In Los Angeles, it wasn t a completely uncommon thing to hear a thanks here or there. But it was strange to hear it and know that it was truly what the other person felt.Harry was like that. He was dumb as fuck, but honest and sweet and innocent everything that just didn t fit in California. L.A. was going to take a large bite out of Lockhart one day, chew him up and spit him out.Perhaps and justmaybe that was the reason why Perry hadn t suggested for Harry to move out on his own. Chopping his own dick off might have been less painful than living with Harry those first few months. Things were a mess with the street rat, and thank whatever god was listening that van Shrike s magic still worked in cleaning people up.Plus, he might and this could be a long shot of a might enjoy Harry s company.Best not let the dipshit know that though.So for the entire ride towards the kink store, he kept his mouth shut and his eyes trained on the road. The suits would be delivered to his house of course they knew where he lived after all the suits he s bought so all they had to worry about was finding something that would make Harry look like he was a natural in The Scene.The store they stopped in front of was a simple building painted a beige shading, with nothing else but a large parking lot and tinted glass doors and windows. You. he pointed at Harry as if there was anyone else to talk to in the car. Wear what they give you and don t make a fuss. With that, he got out of the car and headed into the building, briefly wondering if Harry s ever been in a pornographic store before.Surely for someone who sees his dick often wouldn t be terrified of a few fake dicks, right? |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry wasn't a big fan of silence in his experience, silence had only ever meant terrible things were about to happen and he had thus developed the unfortunate nervous habit of chattering uselessly whenever he suspected things were about to go awry. However, he knew enough to kill that particular tic for the time being because his head was still aching fiercely and he wasn't certain he could take another of Perry's head slaps that day and still be able to stand.They stopped outside of a brick building and Harry immediately began to chew on the inside of his cheek places with tinted windows were bad enough, but now Perry was aggressively instructing him and the combination was enough to cause a look of dread to cross Harry's face.He stayed in the car for several long moments after Van Shrike had exited it, staring at the building, and then at Perry's back. Eventually, he let out a sigh and unbuckled his belt, getting out of the car and heading uncertainly towards the building he told himself that, all in all, it really couldn't be that bad. He was certain that anything he would encounter inside, he had probably seen before.And hey, it couldn't be worse than having his balls electrocuted that was one silver lining he could always look to. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Inside the building, there was a large section just for toys , ranging from classic vibrators to more intense looking ones, the butt plugs to the fucking sofas, and even the fucking machines. Porn films littered the back wall, where a door split the two large sections. The red curtain veiling over the door frame made it look like they were going to enter into a sneak n peek show or something.Perry wasn t one to push at least, not too hard but he felt a twitch above his left eyebrow when he realized it took Harry a bit longer than necessary to join him. What, you re not scared are you? he waited until Harry walked in front of him before he asked that, making sure to loom his face just a bit over Lockhart s ear.A smirk spread its way over his lips, both because he found it absolutely fetching for Harry to be skittish at any time of the day so he was a fucked up individual. Sue him and because he picked up another habit since he s realized what he d like to pound Harry in.Not violently. That s nothing new.He s talking about into the mattress.Fuck, he really needed a lay if he was day dreaming aboutthatwith Harry. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Despite his piss poor luck when it came to the fairer sex, Harry had just never frequented porn stores his forays into them had been limited to the times he had been half dragged by a buddy, or as a joke for a bachelor's party. Once when he was fifteen, too, and just too damn curious. Ultimately, his vice had always been alcohol rather than sex, mostly because he had learned that the former was actually less likely to kill him than the latter was and the inside of the store only seemed to drive this point home for him.For Harry Lockhart, sex had always been simple. It wasn't that he was opposed to exploration, per se, but he just didn't see the point in changing something that was already just fine the way it was why turn sex into a grand undertaking when vanilla was his favorite flavor anyways?Embarrassingly, he jumped a little when Perry's voice was levelled over his ear, and he glanced back at his partner, only to discover him standing so close that their faces nearly touched."I was actually thinking about ice cream." Harry managed to get out, "And trying not to think about, um, those. Things. There."He made a broad, vague gesture towards the wall of sex toys, his hand unfortunately waving around the area of the anal toys and knocking a particularly intricate looking display butt plug off the wall, which fell to the floor and bounced around a couple of times before he bent over and squeamishly picked it up, tossing it back in place."You said something about me wearingsomething from here, Perry." Harry added worriedly. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | For the briefest moment, Perry felt conflicted. Their faces were so close that he had one of two options. To move closer and land an innocently accidental kiss, or to move away and lose his intimidating image.He decided not to move overall, so their faces were ghosting one another s until he decided that they needed to keep going. With a hand on Harry s back, he was just about to shove them forward, before his gaze followed towards where the brunette was gesturing at. Harry continued to move without his help anyways, and dear god, when the dipshit leaned down to pick up a butt plug, Perry almost face palmed himself. Yeah, you re going to wear something. From here. Where else, dumbass? the blonde shook his head, flicking his wrist towards the curtained doorway. Get going before I decided the next thing that drops gets added to your accessory. he half threatened, though if it did come down to implementing it, he supposed he would have to personally see to it.It d be a chore really.Pressing his palm against the small of Harry s back, Perry gave a firm push and attempted to shove Lockhart towards the general direction. He d make sure there was no room for backing out for Harry, that s for sure. He didn t have time to drive all over.Plus, some part of him might want to see what Harry looks like as a bitch. More so than he usually is, that is. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Perry didn't move even when their faces nearly touched from the proximity Harry assumed that this was because the bigger man didn't want to give him the option of running out of the place, which he was most definitely considering doing."I don't know, I guess I was hoping we were just stopping here for you to pick up some controversial home decor before we went somewhere that has distinctly fewer, uh," Harry made another broad gesture, but this time managed to avoid knocking anything over, "Giant rubber fists."He grimaced at the thinly veiled threat, talking a half step when Perry pushed him forward,"Fuck me." Harry groused to himself, readjusting his hoodie and giving Perry one bewildered look, "Fine. Alright. I'll go in there, but only because this is for a case. This had better be for a case, Perry, and not payback for leaving my shoes in the hallway."He let out a huff of a breath and continued forward, slipping past the curtain he had been directed towards. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Fuck me?Gladly.But, business was business, and Harold was his business partner. Fucking with business only leads to terrible, nasty things that don t go bumping and grinding deliciously in the night. It just doesn t. No, you leaving your shoes in the hallway which Itrippedover will be overlookedthistime. That is,ifyou can manage this case without getting us in worse shit than we re already in. Perry should have just wished for a miracle it d be possible compared to asking Harry to do things safely.The brunette was just a magnet for danger that if Perry didn t act as a buffer, the dipshit would have landed somewhere in the corner of an alleyway.Lifting the drapes to walk through the door, he made sure to inch Harry in front of him almost every step. It was like he was herding the other male. Peregrine van Shrike, herder of dumb creatures like sheep and one Harold Lockhart.Fucking gay.The room inside was more like a large dressing room, with a few racks of leather clothes and accessories. There was a man standing there, looking no older than a college student, with the Goth punk look and a name tag that said Hello! My name isMark. This him? The staff picked these out have your pick from these, Mate. Mark offered Harry, already half recognizing Gay Perry. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | If his hesitation and shuffling steps weren't obvious indicators, then the look on his face was it was very clear that Harry Lockhart did not want to be there, and surrounded by an array of shiny PVC and leathers, he felt more unwelcome than Kanye West at the 2011 VMAs. He suddenly found himself wishing for more of the demerol he'd had to use the previous year, because opiates would make this entire thing distinctly less painful.But there was no chance to escape because he could feel Perry's body heat on his back, informing him that the other man was staying very, very close so as to prevent just that. Of course, Harry was quick and agile when he had to be, but the fact remained that he was off balance and concussed, and Perry was a lot bigger. He wouldn't put it past Van Shrike to forcibly shove him into the clothes, so he begrudgingly stayed in the room.However, as Mark offered out a pile of clothing, Harry gave Perry a helpless look,"You called ahead?" he asked, his voice holding a tinge of accusation before he grimaced at the things in his arms and slouched off to a cordoned off changing area to see if he could even figure out how to put on some of the things he had been handed. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | OfcourseI did. Perry responded, giving back the same tinge of grimace and not little accusation. Why in pluperfect hell would henotcall ahead? Van Shrike didnotgo shopping without being prepared, and van Shrike didnotlook foolish while doing anything.Well, mostly anything.But with Lockhart these days, it seemed that Perry s dumb ass er y knew no bounds.Like that. Making up shit like the dumb fuck usually did. It ll be a little of a squeeze, so don t worry about that, Mr. Lockhart. Mark called out to Harry s retreating back. Such a shy man, not changing in front of other men. Tsk tsk.So as Harry got dressed, Mark showed Perry all the accessories that could go along with the outfit that the other male picked out. There ranged from collars to whips to cuffs and even a wide range of butt plugs and vibrators. The blonde tilted his head, wondering exactly how extreme Harry would go for the mission. What do you think you can handle, chief? he asked, wondering if Harry had noticed the accessories on the table. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry stared at the pile of shining black fabric he stared as though it might somehow light the horrible things on fire and remove what had become his obligation to put them on. Of course, knowing Perry, he'd probably force him into flaming pants.For the second time that day, Harry grimly stripped down to his boxers and picked up a form fitting piece of clothing that Perry Van Shrike had picked out for him."You know, I think I preferred the white and pink suit." Harry called through the curtain, scowling as he came to the realization that the skin tight leather pants were not going to make it up his hips if he was wearing the extra layer. Grimacing, Harry shed the boxers as well, feeling ridiculous standing in just his socks he pulled the pants up his legs and they went on with a bizarrely silky sensation, and despite the shop employee's remark, the pants may as well have been tailored for him.It didn't stop him from feeling ridiculous they fit tight up against his body and left little to the imagination, though there was a small amount of space at his slight waist, forcing Harry to yet again recognize he probably needed to gain a few pounds.He didn't want to have to try anything else on. Desperately, he didn't want to.He didn't want to step out in these things either but, glancing at the rest of the pile, he recognized that the pants he was wearing were probably going to give the fullest coverage of anything else in the store. Grumbling, he tugged the tag off the pants and slipped his jeans back on over top of them, having made the decision that he would wear them when he had no choice,"Swell." Harry said to himself, stepping back out into the store, fully clothed, "Yeah, I've got them, uh, on. Underneath. What do you mean, what I can 'handle'?"His eyes fell to the pile of accessories, then he let out a gentle:"Oh." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | When Harry finally came out of the dressing area sadly, not the closet Perry raised an eyebrow at the pants covered legs. No leather was seen except for the strip that wrapped around the slender waist, where the baggy pants didn t cover as well. Well, that sucks. he mentally sighed, keeping a straight face. Or rather, a scowling face. Did you try on the others? You didn t even show us. God, dipshit, I bet you picked the most fucking retarded thing, didn t you? he verbally attacked, stepping closer towards Harry as if to pound in a new meaning of fear into the brunette.Mark, however, stopped him and gave him a flash of a smile. I m sure he picked good, didn t you, Mate? the worker smiled at Harry, before waving a hand towards the accessories . So, which one would you like? No outfit is completely without a few. Perry narrowed his eyes at his partner and let his lips stretch into a wicked smirk. How about a collar and leash. . . maybe even a tail plug for the little bitch. The worker just laughed at the implication. Oh, he s your pet? Why didn t you tell me? We ve got an entire collection line that just came in. Which would you like to look at? Dog, pig, pony, bunny? Mark spoke as if they were selling tee shirts rather than BDSM items. He turned innocent eyes towards Lockhart, expecting for the pet to just make a sound or something to show off what kind of pet he was. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry wasn't too proud to admit he actually let out the tiniest whimper at some point during the interaction and who could fucking blame him? He was standing in a porno shop, surrounded by leather and implied sodomy while two men gave himthat look."I'm sure I haven't committed some some BDSM faux pas with what I chose," Harry snarked back, not even stepping back when Perry moved towards him this time over time, Harry had become used to Van Shrike's abuse, but he was starting to feel a little on edge. It probably had to do with the fact he had leather pressing against parts of him he'd never considered putting leather near."And I'm not a pet. Whatever that means here." Harry added lifting an index finger at the store clerk, then waving a hand back and forth between him and Perry, "He and I, we're not you know. We're partners. Business partners. Whatever. Look, can we go? Let's go." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Perry and Mark raised an eyebrow at Harry s exclamation. Of course, Mark didn t believe Harry, as some petsdidattempt to step up from their title. Most of the time, it was to get their masters to put them back in their place. Defiant little bitches, they were.As for the detective though, he just moved his hand to the side, stepped up closer towards Harry and held up the collar that he had plucked from the stand of accessories. Right partner. Well, put this one. You d look bare without something to fill the gap between your head and your waist. he demanded, indicating that once at the party, Harry was going to be topless.Sadly, not crotch less, because then he could suggest a different kind of collar for a different kind of neck.Sigh. Well, I ll ring those two up so you can get on your way the worker happily stated, eyes lighting up with Perry held out a card towards his direction. Mark took the card and went to charge them, as van Shrike just stood there and stared at the brunette with dead serious eyes. Looking good, Chief. the blonde spoke honestly, giving Harry a once over . So, going to steal up your balls and actually help with this case? Or are you going to back down and fuck up? Because you better tell me now, or you won t have balls to steal up later. he stated with a firm conviction that he would take said nuts out of their resting place. As if he or Harry could predict how things turn out, too. But at least having Harry s word on it would give him something to go off of later if things went good or bad. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry stared a t the collar as it was dropped into his hand, turning the thing over a few times,"Funny, you know, I had one just like this for my dog when I was, like, ten." Harry said, watching as the card changed hands again he was beginning to wonder how many stores knew Perry by name, "Huh. Wow. Disturbing childhood connections."He quirked an eyebrow at Perry then, shifting his jaw and biting at his lower lip,"I'd never step down from a case." he said, "We're in this together, right? That's what the whole partner thing is, isn't it?"He shrugged,"Just wish you'd be a little more, you know, forthright. I mean, not about my fuck ups. You're forthright with that. Just not with information, is all. All you've told me is that I'm supposed to tag along and, for some reason, I need to wear leather to do it. Not, uh, it's not stirring a lot of confidence. That, and I think I've proven my balls are pretty hearty. And conductive."Mark gave Harry a sideways look,"It's a long story." Harry mumbled. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Huh.It seemed to hit some kind of key in Perry at Harold s reply. At first, the detective only picked up Harry as a partner so that he would be able to help keep the brunette out of jail and off the streets. Now, he realized that even after all the times Harry could have just packed up and leave trust van Shrike, there were many times he didn t.Never stepped down from a case? Lockhart was perhaps a better partner than Perry gave credit for, because there were times that Perry stepped down from one. A few times, in fact, but usually that was because he had stronger survival instincts than the other male did. Yeah that s what the whole partner thing is. he agreed in his usual sarcastic tone. Best not to let Harry in on his thoughts, least the brunette s ego gets inflated.At the information comment, he sighed. Of course he knowingly held back some information a few times, but other times, he d just assumed that Harry would know. He lived in L.A for fucks sake. Harry. We re going to a club called the Rose Lounge. In Los Angeles. he stated, as if that explained everything.It did for Mark though, as he quirked his head to the side while giving Mr. van Shrike back the man s card. You mean the one on 5th? That famous BDSM club? Yeah he wondered now if Harry was going to back down. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry very nearly regretted saying he would never back down from a case, because was just fucking typical, wasn't it? Lockhart's expression remained good naturedly confused after Perry spoke, but he flinched visibly when Mark piped up, clarifying things for him. For a long moment, he was uncharacteristically silent, then he finally said,"Ah."He glanced around the store, at the collar, at the pants he was wearing, and then he sighed,"I mean, at least it makes things a little clearer. I was kind of starting to wonder if this was just a general L.A. fashion thing, or yeah. Rose Lounge. Just sounds, you know, innocuous for a place that "He cleared his throat,"It's a club, right? It'll have to have whiskey. Can't be all bad." Harry said, falling back on optimism to see him through. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | For the longest moment, Perry thought they broke Harry. It would have seemed so, as Lockhart just stood there, looking lost and dumbfounded. Then again, when did Harrynotlook like that? Yeah, it ll have whiskey. Don t drink too much though I need you to help me spot Ravan. he stated, giving Mark a wave of his hand and began to walk towards the exit. Come on, we need to get going so I can get dressed before we head on to the club. And put the collar on. I ll assume you know which role you re in. only his tone ended with a question hooking on, as he didn t know how much of this Harry did know.The other male was like a virgin at times that he wondered if Harry and Harmony ever fucked. Because, well, Harmony fucked everyone.And he meant everyone.Thank god he was gay.After leaving the store, he got in the car and started it up. Perry only waited for Harry to get in and half way seat belted in, before he drove out of the parking lot and nearly ran over anyone in the way towards the condo. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "Right. Spot Ravan." Harry repeated, in the tone of one who has no idea what they're saying his head was still stuck on the BDSM club thing, "Can't I just put the collar on when we get there? I mean, it's not like they're going to know 'oh geez, he just put that on before he stepped in'. Is that I mean, they're not going to have some sort of telepathy about this sort of thing."His gentle face twisted just a little at the question,"Role." Harry repeated, "I uh. I have a pretty vague knowledge about this sort of thing, and even though I only got as far as grade eleven, I do know how to put two and two together. The collar and the, uh, general "He waved in the direction of the store," would make me the, uh, submissive."He shifted uncomfortably in the seat,"I can't say I know much more than that. I mean, do I need some sort of BDSM run down here?" |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Perry tried not to sigh at the answers, knowing that they were not exactly what he was expecting, but at the same time, had to ask why he was expecting something anyways. Lockhart was obviously a good boy when it came down to the nasty, so he really shouldn t have been even slightly surprised that Harry didn t know much about the BDSM world. Put it on before we leave the house. A good pet or submissive in your terms would always have their collar on. and like Perry would be the bitch in this relationship, so it had to be Harold. All you have to do is basically listen to what I say,dowhat I say, because that happened far less times than the listening part. And above all else, keep your eyes trained on the ground if someone s looking. Don t speak to anyone unless spoken to. and bend over at all times for Perry to get a good look at that phat ass.No wait, that s not part of the plan.Once they reached the condo, he swiftly went in and began to already strip as he continued to chatter away about little things Harry should and shouldn t do. Whether or not the other male knew some of the things didn t matter, as he wanted to cover all bases. His tie was unknotted soon and his dress shirt was already unbuttoned all the way down.It was then that he paused at the stairs and turned around to check on Harry. I ll take thirty minutes. Why don t you he was going to regret this. Why don t you go on my computer and check some of this stuff out. Learn about it before you blow our cover. Perry hated having his things touched. But efficiency was top priority, and they were going to miss the time they were supposed to be at the Rose Lounge if he delayed them. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "Right, so this is basically the same as every day, just with leather." Harry replied it was a joke, of course, but he found himself a little disturbed to find there was an element of truth to it. In general, Perry made the demands and Harry obeyed, with a few concessions.Of course, it had occurred to Harry that there would be a lot of people who would proclaim that the entire scheme was ridiculous, humiliating, and that they wouldn't do it but he was pretty sure there could be worse things than wearing a bit of kinky stuff, right? And anyways, Harry had the tendency of jumping head first into things like Pete Rose it didn't always turn out well, but if he always looked before he leapt, he wasn't sure he would ever leap at all. He sure as hell wouldn't have ended up in L.A. if he had thought twice.He did his best to listen as Perry moved through the house, taking in as much information as he could manage, but ultimately he settled for the internet idea sitting down, he tried to ignore the way the leather hugged against everything and he googled 'BDSM', only to be assaulted by pictures of women strapped down in various, terrifying positions."Shit. No. That can't be, uh Perry? I don't have I don't think I'm looking for the right thing here." Harry said, voice dying down to nothing, so he was only speaking to himself as he tried Wikipedia instead there was plenty of information, but it mostly pertained to everything Perry had just told him.He took the full thirty minutes to browse through the information, eventually resorting back to google, but with a little more caution. Regardless, when the time was up, he ended up a little red faced, a fact he was trying desperately to will away he wasn't some innocent little virgin or anything. Just. You know. Vanilla. It was a rough transition to neopolitan. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | During the time that Harry decided to take to the internet, Perry tried to get ready as fast as he could and still look good. After all, who knew what Lockhart would do when he wasn t looking? After a few minutes, he was washed and half way dressed. Slipping on socks and shoes after his pants, he walked down the stairs and raised an eyebrow at the sight Harry made.A nice little image of a brunette worker. . . as if he was really working.Ha ha ha oh god, that shouldn t be that funny for someone he has on his payroll. What do you mean? he asked standing in front of the desk, where Perry was facing Harry. Since he was facing the same direction as the screen, he didn t bother leaning over to glance, but assumed that Harry knew what he was looking for. How could someone get something like BDSM wrong, right?The detective was still half undressed, with his shirt thrown over his shoulder, a towel around his neck to catch the water droplets from his hair, and his pants unzipped. He was currently adjusting himself, not worried that this would bother Harry, as they were both males. Plus, he had to wonder if Harry could handle seeing Perry. Not that he was hanging out there, but a good strip of skin around his pelvic area was cradled with the skin tight leather.His was less squeaky than Harry s, as his was custom ordered. You looked up BDSM for male couples, didn t you? |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "What I mean is," Harry said, "You can't possibly be saying that this Rose Lounge has people tied up like thanksgiving turkeys. Right?"He peered over at Perry at the time, he was sitting, so this granted him a direct view of Van Shrike's torso, moreso the lower portion of it, and the bigger man currently had his hand down his pants, adjusting himself in the second skin trousers he was wearing. For a long moment, Harry was silent, his eyes stuck on the exposed abdominals before he finally seemed to snap out of it, even starting a little, before his eyes went up to Perry's face,"Well, at least i'm not the only one wearing leather." he said, "And yeah, I did eventually get to the dude on dude thing, I kind of had to work up to that. It turns out there's a lot to take in about this you know. Stuff. But I figure it's just the same thing as the heterosexual stuff, just with more, uh, sparkles."It was a shot at Perry, but a good natured one. That, and he was still trying to wipe the flush from his face he had just watched some things that he was sure he would need to scrub off his brain with steel wool later on,"Anyways, it can't be that hard. Do what you say, be quiet, look for Ravan. Simple, right?" he said, offering up a heart breakingly sincere smile before he slapped a hand against the desk as though to punctuate the simplicity of it. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | The blonde noticed the stare and tried not to just whip it out . Most likely that would send Harry in a heterosexual panic attack. Either that, or he d get his dick sucked a lot sooner than inviting the doctor over would get it sucked.Probably the first situation would happen. Sadly.But when Harry finally glanced up at his face, he couldn t help but let the smirk stretch over his lips. Such a fuckable face, flush with probably embarrassment from even looking at the websites. Well, you get to sparkle with me tonight, Harold. Come on, strip out of your hobo clothes and let s get going soon. Perry zipped himself up and used the towel to dry himself, before slipping the shirt on. Just a simple white dress shirt to compliment his black leather pants. They hugged just at the right places, but not as tight as Harry s nothing could compare to the supple cupping of those cheeks. Once he was done, he made a quick jog upstairs to throw the towel into the hamper, before coming back down to check on Harry s progress. Only if Harry was ready would they get going, but he hoped that the brunette hadn t put on the collar without him.Now, Perry wasn t a sadistic fuck well, maybe a little nor was he some raging dominant just a little, as stated before but he did have the desire to collar Harry. Not in the I m making you my bitch, bitch! way, but a more sensual, claiming desire.If this night went successfully well, then he d have to play nice with Harold. If the night went wrong, then Harry was going to suffer more than a kick to the ass. Either way, this affectionate thing he was feeling for his partner was making him addle minded. Ready, chief? |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "Can't I just wear the hobo clothes in the car, too?" Harry asked, and there was a tinge of desperation in his voice as he watched Perry head up the stairs, "I don't really have to take them off until the club, right? I mean, what if I need to change or something? I don't want to end up running through L.A. wearing just leather pants, you know? 'Cause Perry?"He dropped his eyebrows,"Perry, 'cause you know that sort of thing happens. To me."When Perry came down the stairs, Harry was standing at the door, still in the hoodie and jeans, moving the leather collar between his fingers like he was playing with a card,"I'm ready. Seriously, I'll just take them off in the car. I'm just this is a pre emptive strike against, you know, the bad luck. I'm planning ahead." he said, looking down at the collar. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Dipshit, if you keep saying it, then you ll get the fucked up shit that comes to you. he snapped out, a bit annoyed that Harry hadn t stripped down. Snatching the collar from the other male s hands, he glanced up and down the hobo outfit that covered up the leather. Besides, you ll be with me. Don t you trust me to protect you from that shit? Not that he meant that to sound like he was hurt, but Perrywasmiffed that Harry forgot he d be with Perry. Mr. van Shrike was not some small punny thing that got thrown around or looked at funnily. At least, not where he could see it, and that was all that counted in the end. If Harry was with him, he wouldn t just stand there and wave to some fuckup as the person dragged Harry away to do some unspeakable thing to the brunette.That was Perry s goal. Chin up. he demanded in mid rant, nudging the other male s chin up with the back of his hand. Fingers unlatched the collar and eased the smooth material over the slender neck. The collar was a single black band with a silver buckle in the front for any leash attachments, while Harry s flesh was a caramel smoothness that the collar complimented. Perry barely had to adjust the thing before it looked like the brunette was born for it.The detective s fingers were gentle not more so than usual, but actuallygentle when he placed the collar on. The digits smoothed over the flesh to massage it and ease the feeling of the collar around the neck, before lingering his fingertips against the collar itself. Is it too tight? he asked, almost whispering as he was mesmerized with such a simple act. Maybe Harold didn t know it, but this was a symbol of trust among these kinds of relationships. Trust and ownership of something that Perry didn t even want to think about with Harry, but knew he didn t have it with his fucks. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "I'm not sure I buy that," Harry said, "I mean, yeah, to an extent we create our own destiny and all that shit, but I'm pretty sure I didn't go into the park thinking 'hey, I bet Santa is gonna brain me with a giant fucking sign today'. It sort of happened out of the blue. Definitely not a self fulfilling prophecy."He shifted uncomfortably on the spot, like a kid who had done something wrong,"I trust you." Harry said, and there was an odd shyness in his voice he scratched at the side of his head, looking over at the wall, "It's just you can't always predict everything. I mean, you're basically Super Dick like, dick as in Private Eye, I'm not saying you're a mega phallus or something but shit happens, right?"And, frankly, it would be ridiculous for Harry to expect itnotto happen in his experience, the sheer number of bad events tended to vastly outweigh the good ones it didn't depress him or cause angst or anything, but that was just the way life was. Had always been. Harry had lived his life perpetually down on his luck until after the whole gunfighting in L.A thing.At Perry's prompting, Harry gave a tiny grin,"My chin is oh, you mean literally. Yeah, sure. Why?" he said, lifting his chin, and watching as Perry handled the collar, "Oh. Okay. Yeah, probably better you do that, 'cause I'm not, uh, I don't exactly put these on often."He felt Perry's hands at his throat and eased his head back just a little more to give him better access, swallowing against the feeling of the leather around his neck it was a strange sensation, like a bowtie gone wrong."Yeah. No, it's not too tight." Harry said, shrugging his mouth a little, and he reached up to touch it, brushing his fingertips against the strap as though testing the feeling of it against his hand and his skin, "It's, uh, fine. For a collar."Looking at Perry, he realized there had been a subtle change in his partner's expression and general posture something in his face had softened, just a little, and he looked almost entranced. It was enough to make Harry bashfully avoid his eyes, then go for the door,"Yeah, so let's let's get out of here." he said, "Leather daddies await us, and shit." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | As soon as the brunette turned away and headed towards the door, it felt as if the strange moment broke. Perry snapped out of his trance and shook his head, half because he needed to clear it, and half because he couldn t believe he allowed himself to get swallowed by such a moment.A fake moment, because Harold Lockhart was not his pet, nor was Lockhart his partner in that way. Perry had to remind himself that he took in the straight fuck because he was being kind god, what made him think he should be kind to the fuckup? Perhaps it was because he had already began to develop feelings for the other male or perhaps it was because there was just something about Harry that screamed save me! . Both didn t seem like a great answer for Perry. Yeah, we should get going. But you know, he spoke up, taking a few large strides towards the brunette. Perry s hand snatched out and grabbed the smaller male s waist to yank him closer. Daft fingers were skilled at stripping, so it wasn t a surprise that he had Harry s pants undone and was already pulling them down the slender hips before even himself was aware of it. The jeans were rough against his palms compared to the brushing leather.Once pulled down towards Harry s knees, he brought his leg up and stepped on the material between Harry s legs and pushed down until they were around Lockhart s ankles.Now well, normally, now would be the time he d bend the other male over and drive into him without lubrication like they were being held at gunpoint.But he kept himself in check and instead, he only allowed his palms to smooth over the leather covered hips. You really should get used to doing as I asked the first time soon, Harold. Because we re not playing softball, and at the lounge, if you fuck up, I will fuckyouup. In front of everyone. he half teased and half threatened. Perry was holding Harry by the hips and his front was almost plastered against the other male s back. His lips ghosted the words along the other s ear shell, hinting that fucking Harry up in front of others probably wasn t just a beating, but a discipline closer to the theme of the club. Now take the hobo clothes off and come along. I ve got your ass. van Shrike took a step back and smacked Harry s ass once. The sound of flesh against leather gave a sharp snap in the evening air, leaving a slightly stinging sensation on Perry s palm. He side stepped Harry then and began to walk towards the door, picking up the rental car keys and fully expected for Harry to join him. They wouldn t shouldn t waste any more time and he d drive directly to the Rose Lounge. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry had been too focused on getting to the door to even notice Perry striding up behind him like a man on a mission which it turned out, he was, and the mission consisted of Harry's pants. He was startled when he felt himself tugged back by the waist, the feeling of Perry's hands grabbing the material of his jeans and using it to direct him backwards. Long fingers were suddenly on his hips, then at his front, and suddenly his pants were down his knees, then down to his ankles and Harry almost tripped over them, just managing to catch himself on the door, his feet stuck in the bunched up denim. Eyebrows raised, he glanced back at Perry over his shoulder,"Right. Uh. Mr. Hardball, we don't need to really get into character until we're there, since " he began, but then his voice died his his throat as Perry's breath tickled against his ear and jaw, " wha?"And it was quickly followed up by a hard palm to his ass, which startled a small noise out of the smaller man,"That's the second time this week." Harry groused, extracting himself out of the denim and carting it along with him as he followed after Perry, trying not to think about it too much as he got in the car he unzipped his hoodie, shrugging it off and leaving him in a well loved Rolling Stones t shirt, "And i'm not taking this off yet. You've given me enough speeches about your cars, I'm not putting my bare back "Probably a poor choice of words." uncovered flesh against these seats. Nope." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Bareback well, that was certainly an option.But it was a good thing that Harry didn t take off the tee shirt, as it wouldn t please him in the least if the other male sweated on the seat. Despite it being a rental car, Perry still felt that if he let up on one thing, Harry would just grow like some weed and continue to do bad habits.As soon as the other male was buckled in, he steadily drove down the road this time. Not that he was nervous, but they had just a few minutes to spare so that they would join the lounge at a fashionable time. How much did you read up on the sites? When we re there, call me Master, got it? they were perhaps getting a bit into the roles, but that was detective work for some of the cases. Fill into the role that one needed to, to become someone or thing else, so that one could trick their suspects into believing else wise.After a few minutes, they arrived at the back of the Rose Lounge the way that most VIP members arrived and he got out of the car to hand the keys to the valet parker. Without waiting, he moved over to open the door for Harry, as if he was helping his prized pet out of the car rather than yanking his dimwitted partner out. Follow me. I don t know if we ll meet him here or if Ravan truly is here, so keep an eye out. The bouncer at the door gave them a nod, took their names, and opened the door for them. While it had been quiet as death outside, as soon as the doors were opened, loud music soon blasted them back. It pulsated the air around them the further they walked in. It wasn t any different than other clubs really, what with the entertainment, the people in random cages and boxes dancing, the music, the grinding against each other dance floor the only difference had to be that there were small subtle hints of a power and control fluctuation.Like the couple to the far right of the bar. Not every day did one see a woman spanking a man s bare bottom out in public. Want a drink? he asked loudly into Harry s ear so that the other male could hear them. The underlining question was if he saw anyone he recognized either. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | There was a long stretch of silence between them, almost an uncomfortable one, before Perry broke it Harry looked over at him with raised eyebrows his reading had led him far enough to recognize that he would need to address his partner by something other than his name as a sign of respect, but he wasn't sure he could handle 'master' without giggling like a school girl."Right." Harry said, a little grimly as he watched the club come into view it was a pretty typical L.A. scene, lots of black and red and not enough windows. Back in New York, clubs were usually in the subfloors and basements of big, old buildings it made it seem somehow dirtier. Here, the clubs were big and loud and out in the open, like a carnival.He waited until the car came to a stop, he even waited until Perry had stepped out before he moved to get rid of his shirt, placing it beneath the dashboard with his jeans and hoodie for a moment he sat in the car and stared at the club, reaching up to tug at his collar a bit.Yeah. That's right Lockhart. Your fucking collar. 'Cause you're wearing one."Well." Harry said to himself, but couldn't think of anything else his eyes snapped up to Perry when the door opened, a little wider than normal, before he stepped out into the open, feeling utterly ridiculous until he saw some of the other people going in. Then he suddenly felt like he had more clothes on than anyone else.The inside of the place was a pretty predictable scene too, but only in the sense he had seen it a couple of times before at L.A. parties art nouveau dancers in glass boxes, women dressed as Angels in wired up cages, people grinding on poles just with a lot of leather and PVC and gags in the mix. There was even a woman on her hands and knees, acting as a footstool.Harry did his best not to stare at anyone in fact, he kept his eyes fixed on the floor as much as he could manage, but with so much noise and light whirling around him, it was hard not to be distracted like an ADHD eight year old."Yes." Harry said, equally loud, "A drink would be a great idea. Definitely. I mean, I should go get them, right? Or should I? Am I allowed to talk to the bartender? Shit, I'm already confused." |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Upon hearing that Harry was already confused, he couldn t help the chuckle that bubbled out of him. Not that he wanted his partner to be confused in the scene, but at the same time, he found it funny how much effort such a simple statement could have. Follow me. Just keep an eye out. he gently grasped Harry s wrist and began to tug him through the throngs of people and towards the bar.There wasn t much room around the area, so they ended up just a few feet away from the woman spanking her submissive. The man gave rough cries, probably slowly breaking down as his bottom was a delicate red must have done something bad. She wasn t viciously out of control though, as she steadily spanked him while he began to break down and plea for her to stop.Perry just raised an eyebrow at that, before turning to the bartender. Two vodka shots. they d best not drink too much, least they needed their senses. Whether or not Harry wanted vodka wouldn t have mattered, as he was one, making sure that even the bartender saw that he made decisions for the pet , and two, he was sure that Harry could handle an Absolut shot.The bartender affirmed that and soon, two shot glasses were placed in front of them. Perry held his up and gave Harry a cheers tip of his cup, before downing it. They stood there for a few minutes, the blonde half pretending to make idle chat, and mostly scanning the area around them for Damien.After a few minutes though, he blinked hard to see if the buzz was hitting yet or not. Nothing too bad, so he grabbed for Harry s waist, dragged him from whatever the brunette was doing he might have zoned out and stopped paying attention for a moment and leaned in close. Let s dance. that way, there d be more of an excuse for Harry to keep his head up and eyes wandering. Searching. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | "Right." Harry said, allowing himself to be pulled around by the arm, going where Perry went, not only because he technically had to, but because he really just didn't want to end up standing around alone in the club, not when people were getting spanked and shit."Keeping an eye out." he confirmed, staring around himself, but not entirely sure what he was even looking for and if he found it, he wasn't sure he would recognize it. The fact of the matter was that the place was distracting as fuck, and all it needed was a disco ball to completely throw Harry for a loop.He welcomed the vodka like an old friend, raising the shot glass in a mutual cheer before knocking it back like it was water despite all of his naivete, Harry was an experienced drinker back from an age when he probably shouldn't have even been able to reach his dad's liquor cabinet. Not that his dad had exactly been responsible with his booze bottles of it had been everywhere, in every room, it had made it easier for him to stumble to the next one without having to really search.That said, one shot wasn't going to be nearly enough for Harry to forget this had ever happened, and definitely not enough for a buzz he decided not to mention this to Perry because the last thing he wanted was for the big guy to start questioning his drinking habits.He spent the next few minutes looking idly around the club, observing the various, bizarre pairs that were strewn across the place he was only pulled out of his reverie when Perry literally pulled him."Dance?" Harry repeated, "I'm not much of a "He remembered himself. Right it wasn't a request on Perry's part." okay." Harry said, correcting it. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | He was just about to correct Harry when the other male seemed to protest, before Harry corrected himself and began to follow him. Lucky for the brunette, because Lockhart wasn t the only one that took some habits or skills from their father, and Perry was just two seconds away from beating Harry in Morse code.The dance floor wasn t more than a few feet in front of them, so it didn t take long for them to be in the midst of the pulsating bodies and gyrating hips. The blonde wrapped his hands around Harry s waist and attempted to spin him around. Do you see her? he asked, forming against Harry s back like just minutes before. In tune with the music that sounded familiar and new at the same time, he rocked his hips against Lockhart s.They were swayed by music and people around them alike, some propositioning to switch partners so that the other man could get a go at Harry. Perry faked an interested look towards the other person s partner, before shaking his head and saying that he had a shy pet.More likely, he was just possessive and didn t want to give up his time with their bodies so close. Luckily, Perry had more control over his body, and just this gentle rocking of hips wasn t going to spring up an erection for him. Because he wasn t sure if evenhewas strong enough to hold Harry still if the straight male felt another man s cock pressed up against his buttocks. Lean your head back and pretend you re tipsy gives leeway for you to let your eyes wander. Perry advised, letting Harry in on the purpose of the drink.He gave a moment of pause to pray that he was correct in assuming that Harry had a high alcohol tolerance. If he was wrong, then having a drunken partner when they were on a case was not going to end well. Plus, he d be the only one to blame, because he gave Harry the drink.Perry hadn t seen Damien yet, but there had been a few glimpses of strawberry blonde here and there. Perhaps one of them was Damien and he hadn t gotten a good look yet. |
Cheap Paperbacks (KittenxSeven) | Harry's only experience with dancing had been back in grade eleven at the senior dance he hadn't made it to prom, he'd been expelled before then. He hadn't been the popular kid or the unpopular kid, just somewhere in between, not exactly troubled but always distracted, skipping out on classes when they were boring and sometimes setting off cherry bombs in the toilets just because he'd wanted to see what would happen if he did it.It occurred to him that he'd never asked Harmony to dance with him, partly because, back then, she wouldn't have done it she would never be seen with him in public, just on the bleachers or after school when no one else was around, and he would listen to her talk and put an arm around her when she cried because she had a lot to cry about in those days. He'd wanted to break her dad's knees. He'd wanted to break his own dad's knees, too. But that was life back then they were two kids with dead moms and no clue what the hell they were going to do.Harmony was gone by grade eleven anyways, hopping on a bus and going to L.A. she wouldn't have been there to dance with him. He'd asked the girl in the corner to dance, the one with the black hair and black lipstick and the mean gaze. Consequentially, it was the same night he'd lost his virginity, so it hadn't been all bad.Probably not a good segway, given the current scenario, however.Harry had been setting himself up for a stereotypical school dance, briefly panicking to himself about where he was supposed to put his hands Perry's shoulders? His hips? Shit, he didn't even pay attention to the dancing in school but then he was turned around and Perry's chest was against his back and Harry just stood there for a moment, trying to figure out what the hell he was supposed to do.A quick glance around told him, though, as did the feeling of Van Shrike's hips against his own.Right. Grinding.Swallowing against the collar, he leaned his head back against Perry's shoulder, peering off to the side, eyes scanning the crowd as he tried damn hard not to think about what he was doing right then. No big deal. Just two guys getting their groove on. In leather.Yeah.Fuck."I'm not sure I'd recognize her in, uh, you know. Leather. She was pretty distinctive in the park, though, kind of dressed like a 1940s pin up model." |
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