Miles Edgeworth (defyingxgravity) wrote in sh_chaos, @ 2009-04-09 16:16:00 |
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Fiction.
Title: Cold and Hot Fourth
By: Alex C
Rating: Mature
Description: Things get rough for Henry as he witnesses something Walter didn't want him to see exactly. Then things begin to get sticky for him.
Pairing: M/M
Disclaimer: All characters and places are property of Konami.
Dream Observation Four,
I really don’t know what has gotten into me lately. I’m finding myself more and more attracted to Walter. The more he shows his soft touches to life, the more I feel for him. I let myself slip in the last dream I had. I don’t know why I did… Wait. It was all because he said I was special to him. He barely whispered the words but I heard him. Walter, you just need a bit of love. Though I told myself mentally that he was beyond needing help. There was something special about that dream. It was different at first. It really got to me and my emotions just fled through the door of my heart. This next dream…it really was different. I’m a bit awake…no…really awake. It was brutal! And what is worse about it, he didn’t seem to care.
Let me explain about this one…
I’m down in the Shopping area of Ashfield. There is no one around me at the moment. This place usually has a lot of visitors since it’s a shopping center. I’m walking along the sidewalk to find this place Walter wants me to see. I can hear footsteps along with my own behind me. I don’t look behind myself incase it is Walter. The air is stale and smells of rotting flesh. Slowly walking along the sidewalk now, I do notice something up ahead. The billboard that always is seen from my apartment… The Bar Ashfield. It’s always giving you the number to the place. Funny thing is, I can call there and it will actually let me use the phone. I notice the billboard and recognize where I am now. The footsteps still continue to follow my own while I walk. Though now I hear them closer to me.
Something is not right. I stop suddenly when I see a figure run by me. A boy… It’s THAT boy! It’s Walter! The little Walter runs pass me and go to the pet store. He seemed interested in the animals around the pet shop. Garland’s Pet Shop is the place. Though I heard that it was closed down when Steve Garland died. The boy runs along as fast as he could to get there. I watch him go on by me with interest. Walter is showing me something else in his past. I’m sure it’ll end horrible or sad. After all, most of the dreams he’s shown me end that way. A cold chill suddenly runs along my spine. The wind picks up in between the buildings and I find this to be a sign. Walter has yet to show his self to me, so something must be up. I begin to run along after the boy. I pick up my speed and move quicker. I stop sudden when I look into the window of the building.
It had all kinds of animals and cages plus food and other supplies. I see a man at the counter grooming a German Shepherd. He seems to be content with what he’s doing. That must be Steve Garland, the owner of the shop. He looks so happy with the animals, it’s like he’s in his own world. Little Walter sneaks into the shop while Steve is not looking. The boy looks so full of life and energy. He must have really loved animals when young. ‘Funny, huh? This man loves his animals but doesn’t like people.’ I heard the voice call behind me. Walter stands next to me watching the scene. My body freezes for a moment of tenseness. But I begin to ease up while looking in. ‘Is that so?’ I managed to ask him while watching. Walter leans in closer to me and chuckles. ‘It’s going to get better, believe me.’ I halted when I heard that. He did not sound in the least bit nice about that. It’s like he is hinting something at me.
Walter looks back to the window; his younger form seems to be trying to reach in a cage for something. The little boy is trying his hardest to grab or pet at something. Wait! He was climbing along the shelf to it! I happened to look over at the counter where Steve still working on grooming the dog isn’t noticing anything yet. You know that little Walter is trying to be as quiet as he can but this is going to be bad. I have this gut feeling of it. The boy lost his grip and falls back onto the floor with a thud. I cringe as he hits the floor but he wasn’t the only thing that fell. The cage fell from the shelf and it crashed onto a Russian Blue cat. The cat gave a yelp and mew as it had been scared and hurt. The boy whimpers as he rubs his bottom. ‘My back…’ Steve looked up with a sudden snap and walks over angrily to the scene. I watch in horror as Steve yells at little Walter. The boy didn’t mean any harm. A simple mistake! Steve growled out at him ‘GET! No one wants little troublemakers around here!’
How cruel… Walter was right. Steve didn’t even have it in him to have a heart for people. Walter then was only a boy. You see the child run off out of the store scared and in tears. Little Walter alone on the sidewalk while he wipes away tears. ‘Why are people so mean?’ He gets out while crying. I wanted to reach out again and hug the boy. Walter frowns as he watches his younger form cry. He must have felt something there. I could have sworn I saw a tinge of a tear. ‘People really don’t give others a chance Henry.’ Walter said to me while taking my hand and leading me onward. ‘Where are you taking me now?’ I whispered to him while glancing over to Walter. ‘You’ll see.’ We walked a good ways out following his form self. The boy had stopped and wipes at his nose. ‘He’ll pay for being mean… The Bible says so!’ Little Walter runs off down the street to find the subway.
I glance to the boy before the figure fades away. Walter watches as well, but something struck me and gave me a chill. That look upon his face… Walter had this sinister smirk along those lips and a twinkle of danger in his eyes. ‘Oh…he did pay.’ I look at Walter at that moment with this pained look. Something was going to change in the scene in my dream. Walter grins and pulls me along now. No longer was he gentle… Something about when he kills others. It makes him get a bit colder. I swear my wrist is going to be bruised when he lets go! Walter covers my eyes and turns me around to the way we came from. ‘Open up and receive this.’ Walter whispers in my ear before giving the ear a bite. I yelp at the sudden feeling of teeth biting down on my ear. His hand moves from my eyes to reveal another time now. But now it isn’t back when he was little. Steve is a bit older now and is cleaning up his shop’s floors.
Someone walks by us… It’s Walter! He’s got a submachine gun in his hand! What! Oh no… Those poor animals. Steve! My eyes widen at the sight. He gives the same grin as the current Walter gives and laughs maniacally while he unleashes round after round of bullets into the store. You could hear the sound of the animals crying out in their own way in pain. I shiver and shut my eyes at the moment but Walter forced my eyes to view this. His past self laughing out loud and shouting ‘Now you’ll pay!’ Those poor animals…what did they do to Walter?! ‘Why did you kill the animals!’ I cried out to Walter. I wanted to hit him in the side or shove him back, but I wanted to live too. ‘…Spare bodies…’ Walters mutters to me while watching the scene. Steve cries out in pain while Walter fills him full of bullets. The poor man, even if he was an ass, he didn’t deserve this. Garland was no more…
Steve falls to the ground of his store as everything is a wreck and the smell of blood and rotting flesh can be smelt. Walter shoves me inside the store to see what happens next. I step forward with pain in each step. The animals were in such pain or already dead. The former Walter walks over and stands before Garland’s dying form. ‘Hah! Why don’t you get out! I need something…’ I heard the former Walter say to Steve’s body. He flips the man over and begins to cut open the chest with some sort of saw or was it a scalpel? I cringe and try to turn my head to the side. ‘Oh my…god…’ I murmur to myself. My stomach feels so nauseous. Walter laughs now while watching his former self cut into that chest cavity just to grab out the heart. ‘Walter…’ I manage to say to him while watching.
The former Walter laughs as he spits on the body of Steve. He then flips the body over and carves into the back of the man the number he is and lets the corpse sit there while he laughs. Walter chuckles and moves me up to the dead body. ‘The fourth out of ten for the hearts. You like my work?’ Walter found this amusing. I didn’t find it amusing at all. Looking at Steve’s dead body and then the damage done to the animals, I felt tears well up and sting along my eyes. This was senseless violence to the animals! ‘You had no right to kill the animals!’ Walter reaches up and grabs me by my hair as he forces my face almost down to the mangled body. ‘Stop being so self-righteous, Henry. People will walk all over you if you don’t do anything about it! He donated his heart to me anyway…’ Walter sneered at me while speaking with such hatred.
‘I’m…sorry… I just…’ I get out in words but he stops me. Walter pins me to the wall of the store and gives this cold look to me. I don’t know what to do… I want to yell for help or even struggle to pry loose. But I remember this is only a dream. Walter keeps a knee in between my legs and reaches in his pocket for his knife. ‘Life is hard, Henry. You see…people don’t give a damn about a child. There are worse out there.’ He says tauntingly at me while the knife’s blade skims down my neck. I keep still for the moment. I reminded myself this is NOT sexual. This is painful… ‘I’m sorry, Walter!’ I cry out to him while the blade etches down along to my clothes. He once again rips my shirts down the middle and smirks. ‘I don’t get tired of seeing you in pain either, Henry. Nor do I feel bad for making you see these…’ Walter speaks to me calmly while toying with my chest with that blade. I actually was hoping to hear him say something about liking the feel of my body to his touch but I bit down on my tongue.
Walter leans in close to my lips, at eye level again. I had to look into those eyes of his. Those eyes always draw me to him. He presses lips to mine and kisses me roughly. I accept the kiss as well. It feels good for some reason. Walter begins to run fingers along my pants as he pops the button with the knife’s blade. I remain still while he trails lips down to my throat. Then I feel something else move along my groin. Walter reaches his hand inside my pants and acquires the taste to feel my growing erection. I can’t help it! Desires are desires… Walter is a smart and clever man. I know he knows what is happening and what’s going on. He’s giving this smile of satisfaction to me. ‘Well well… Henry, you’re getting erect already? And we just started.’ He laughs at that while giving my cock a firm squeeze and with that pulls my pants down to my knees. My cock is fully exposed and Walter is examining it with his hands. His lips are down now at my shoulders as teeth graze along the skin of my shoulders. I flinch slightly but go on with what he is doing.
Bliss can be obtained through this measure of pleasure. Walter seemed to be having a good time while we were in the torn up store with dead bodies. It wasn’t my pick of tea but…I can’t say otherwise to him. Walter begins to stroke his fingers along my cock, along the shaft and at the head. He runs his fingers along the main veins within the organ that grew even more erect. I mess up along the way of this and a moan slips out from my mouth. I feel my cheeks heat up, as I am ashamed I’m letting this happen. But who am I to say I shouldn’t be feeling good? This was what my body wanted! My mind however…well it is out of commission. Walter’s lips tackle my left nipple as lips tighten along the nipple. I give another shiver and moan to the feeling. He must be getting a kick out of this. Eliciting the sounds and gestures from me with those skilled hands and mouth.
Walter continues to stroke that firm hand along my erect cock. My lower region is beginning to stiffen up and pressure is building up now. Walter looks from his teasing and watches my expressions. The man begins to jerk now along my erect cock and squeeze to add more. He bites down softly onto my nipple and pulls a little with his teeth. I flinch a little only to give a moan. God! ‘W-Walter… I’m going…to…c-cum…’ I manage to say fully without any trouble. He laughs lightly and squeezes along at the head of my cock. ‘Then release your semen, Henry.’ He wanted me to? I shut my eyes while his lips travel to my own and kiss me. The hand still strokes along my throbbing cock. He was urging me on to release. My chest heaves as my heart is pumping the blood through my body faster. A bit of pre-cum slips from the tip of my cock and goes down along until it drops down to the floor.
‘What’s wrong, Henry? Afraid to release in front of me?’ He asks me before squeezing harder along my cock. I cry out a little at the tension before a thick stream of cum shoots from my cock. Walter watches the stream of cum land along the floor and all over his hand. He gives my cock another firm squeeze and I comply with a second smaller stream of hot semen along the floor. I groan out in pleasure as I finish up. Drops of cum fall along the floor from my exposed and now limp cock. My breathing gets a little shallow while I pant now. ‘Oh…God… This is wrong but…’ I murmur out softly while lips cover mine in a hot kiss. ‘Let it be.’ He whispers to me but the moment I open my eyes, I’m awake. Damn! Noo!
I sit up on my bed and look around me. I could have sworn I felt my sheets wet down where my groin is. I felt a slight draft earlier. But it’s nothing… That dream felt real! It had to be somewhat real. I did not want that to end. What if he was going to do more!? Gah! He’s teasing me with every turn and move in each dream… You win again, Walter.
End of Dream Observation Four.