Miles Edgeworth (defyingxgravity) wrote in sh_chaos, @ 2009-04-09 16:26:00 |
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Current location: | Silent Hill? |
Current mood: | calm |
Current music: | None |
Entry tags: | death, dream, eric, henry, sexual play, walter |
Fiction.
Title: Creamy Number Six
By: Alex C
Rating: Mature
Description: Henry gets to see Eric in this one. One of the past victims. But after the horror and sad death, things get sticky.
Pairing: M/M
Disclaimer: All characters and places are property of Konami.
Dream Six Observation,
These dreams are cold to me yet he passes on the heat when he even dares to do something sexual. Walter is tormenting me in each dream. Be it by making me watch his past self suffer as a child or his older past self kill. Then his tormenting by the touch and sexual preferences. Oh dear god… You know how many times when I woke up from these dreams I would pace about? I know from all of this that Walter is laughing at me. I bet he thinks each dream and turn of mine is a game to him. I have on my counter three notes from the Super that I have picked up. Each told me that he would like the money for the apartment for the last month. Between the current reality and the dream’s reality, I’m lost and confused. If you thought my last dream was insane, this one was gruesome. I don’t know where to begin on this….
I’ll try to explain here.
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I’m falling into this sea of liquid. It’s not the same kind of ‘water’ you would think… Let’s just say, if you were a drunk, this sea would be your heaven. That’s right, it was liquor. This sea I fell into was liquor itself. I gasped as I almost thought I touched the bottom. I swim to reach the top and surface. I didn’t want to drown when I first come into a dream. I’m swimming as fast as my legs and arms could work. I had a feeling that Walter indeed thought this was a laugh. Seeing Henry covered in liquor and having to swim to get air. Though, I’m sure the first option of his from last night would be better. My eyes were shut tight as that liquor would have stung the hell out of my eyes. I don’t know now which way I’m heading. It feels like I’m going up. I could be wrong because with my eyes closed, it is hard to tell.
I began to get light headed from the lack of air now. I was bound to pass out! That was until I heard this roaring sound from below. It was like a hole had developed down at the bottom of this sea and is draining the liquor. I was not about to be sucked down into a black hole of the sea. I’m working harder to move my body away from this suction that was taking place. I work as hard as my body would allow me. My air supply is running scarcely low as I don’t have any equipment to keep it stable. Holding one’s breath wasn’t going to last forever. I couldn’t do it… My legs were getting tired and arms were worn out. I felt the force of the suction pull my body through this large crack within the floor or bed of the sea. Down I went with all the liquor. It was like a waterfall now. I choke and cough as I once again have stable air running through my body.
I’m falling once more into another part of this sea in my dream. Though…I didn’t land. I feel my body being scooped up from falling by something. I look up and I’m in some kind of bloody bubble. It’s taking me somewhere I probably don’t want to go to. But this is probably Walter’s will for me to see another of his victim’s deaths. For now I sat within the bubble, drenched with liquor and now drops of blood dropped down along my back. My shirts getting the ‘paint’ job on the back. I can see a little through the blood bubble. I look around and for a minute here, I can see a crossing of worlds… I see a black world where a long winding staircase leads down and then it flashed to another world. The bubble begins to lower now. It’s beginning to land somewhere. Once that bubble landed upon the ground, it popped. Blood went everywhere around me as if to finish a demented paint jobs there.
I looked around my to see where I was at. It was quiet and no one was on the streets… No cars, no people. I sighed quietly and began to walk along slowly. ‘Walter, this is not funny…’ I muttered now. He had me muttering like he does… Oh great! I thought I would get a voice calling back to me but nope… Odd. I reeked of liquor! This was not funny at all. Looking up to the dark sky above me, I noticed billboards and noticed that specific one! It’s the Ashfield Bar! I wanted to go there sometime and play some pool… I wouldn’t mind a drink about now. Oh hah… I’m forgetting that I just had a ‘dip’ into some liquor. So he’s taking me here to this place and I suppose another death was soon to come. Walking quietly now while I looked about, I look towards the door of the bar.
I remembered a little about the man who ran this place. Eric Walsh, I believe is his name. Once more, I come around after someone has died! All the good places…gone because of deaths… Not just any here in Ashfield, Walter’s killings. ‘Go in. Have a drink.’ Calls a voice quietly from behind me. Walter’s watching me now I know it. ‘What is the meaning of having me almost drown in liquor?’ I asked a bit sharply. I didn’t like the fact that I fell into a sea…but not just ANY sea. One that had liquor for water! He just shrugs and steps through the door. I give a sigh and walk in after Walter. The bar is now nice and looks like it could have many guests within it. There along the inside the bar was the pool table. I remembered it from the dream with William. The old man had a dream that had this pool table in it. Walter walks along around the pool table with a smirk.
‘Want to play?’ He asks in a sly voice to him. Walter had to be planning something. He normally wouldn’t give that look, or would he? I shake my head at the moment because my interest was upon the man behind the counter. That must be the owner and tender. ‘That’s Eric, yes. Nice and fit… You think he’ll be having a party by now!’ Walter laughs out while playing a game of pool by his self. I look to him and shake my head in shame. I’m associating with the killer while we’re seeing all that has happened in the past. Eric was looking bright and happy this day in the dream. He had a special something waiting for him at home. Right now, he was cleaning the counters of the bar. He had the place looking neat and clean. ‘This is a good day indeed. I wonder what tonight brings.’ Eric says happily while humming a tune. That reminded me of when my radio worked. Damn. ‘He’s so bright and cheerful. You know, I think people are happier on their days that they celebrate when they were born. Birthdays… Or it could be different.’ Walter says to me while playing a game of pool alone.
‘What will happen to him?’ I ask quietly while watching the happy bar tender. ‘I’m not answering that. The dreams do it for me.’ Walter states bluntly to me. He seemed to be content on his game of pool. I give a frown but look to Eric still. He’s just a normal man who seems happy about today. It must be his birthday. That’s what Walter is telling me here. Eric finishes cleaning the counter and looks up as a middle aged looking man walks in and gives a sly grin while walking. Eric smiles to the man and nods in greeting. I recognize who the man is… Walter! I glance over to his current self who looks back with a smile. ‘Heh. Watch the ‘movie’. You might miss a hint.’ He teases me but I look over again to Eric and the past Walter. ‘What can I do for you, sir?’ Eric asks kindly to the man.
The man shakes his head and taps fingers along the bars counter. He took a moment to look around before glancing back at Eric. ‘I just heard that the owner of the pet shop was murdered and his heart removed from the body. Not only that, his whole place was destroyed from the inside. He had some numbers carved into his back.’ Eric blinks and shudders for a minute. How could this man know so much? Was he there watching the police do their work? I watch as the two speak and react a bit. I found out this was right after the pet shop murder. Oh god… What did Eric have to do with this? He’s a normal man who has alive! Let me correct myself, had… ‘That’s terrible for Mr. Garland. He was a man who loved his animals.’ Eric states a little sad but he didn’t exactly care at the moment.
The man laughs to his self and nods. Eric watches the man leave his bar without another word. He went back to working alone in his bar until a police car pulled up and two officers walked inside. Eric looks up from his cleaning of the mugs. ‘What happens to be the problem officers?’ He asks calmly. The first officer happened to be a black man with a bit of a mustache. ‘Sir, I’m sorry to inform you, but you need to close up the bar for tonight. The murder is still on the loose. It’s a safety protocol.’ Eric nods to the two and smiles lightly. ‘I shall do so, officers. Thanks for informing me.’ I tap my foot to the floor while looking to Walter. He laughs and waves the pool stick around as if to say ‘Shame’. My gaze goes back over to Eric whom is getting ready to close up the bar. He grabs his keys and locks the one door to the back.
‘You had to kill him too?’ I asked a bit hurt due to this man was just another innocent person. ‘Wait till you see his apartment.’ Walter says in addition to my own question. I wanted to scream and yell because sometimes he makes me so angry! Walter is tormenting me and he’s enjoying it. Eric is so happy here in this scene. He’s humming a tune and locking up the bar for the rest of the day. Thanks to the info he had gotten from the stranger and the police, he was allowed to go home today early. But it wasn’t something you would be happy about normally. Walter moves over and takes my wrist while directing me through the bar’s door and out onto the sidewalk. ‘Follow him, Henry.’ Walter instructs me to do so. Sometimes when he demands something of me I want to turn around and say no right there. That would be such a bad move for me.
We walk along the sidewalk as Eric goes along to his own apartment. I felt like I had become some kind of stalker. Walter however was already used to this. I walk quietly behind Eric while he still had no clue what was about to happen. Walter hums the same tune as Eric and laughs. ‘Catchy…’ I nudge him in the side to shut him up if I could. He grabs my arm and gives a numbing squeeze to it. A warning, I’m sure. I wince biting down on my bottom lip. He shoves me onward behind Eric. The man soon gets up to his apartment house and unlocks the door. Pulling open the door, Eric walks into the front and looks around. ‘Anyone home?’ He calls out curiously. It was his birthday and all were supposed to be there for it. It was not a happy one if he had to celebrate it alone. I yelp as Walter shoves me through the door as I stumble. ‘Oof!’ I look behind me and glare a little to Walter.
Eric sighs quietly and walks along after closing the door behind him. Now he didn’t look so happy once he found out no one was there. We walked along behind him to find the kitchen area of the house. It was decorated so nicely and the banner said ‘Happy Birthday!’ There were balloons and banners up along with streamers. A cake sat down on the table but it was missing its candles. Eric looks to all the happy colors but didn’t look it him self. ‘Well…this is a drag.’ He mutters quietly while looking around. Walter shakes his head and stands beside me now. ‘What a shame… At least he HAD people to throw a party for him.’ I growled under my breath and glance to him. ‘What happened!’ Walter takes a hand and uses it to direct my head to over to Eric.
Eric walks along to the table and looks to the cake. He was about to take a lick of the icing when a man from within the closet comes in and with a handgun and fires right at Eric when he looks up. Eric is shot right in the face. The man shot him right between the eyes. Oh my god… Walter has good aim and that’s as scary as knowing he may be a doctor. Walter’s past self laughs and looms over the dead body of the bartender. ‘Happy fucking birthday…’ He says in a mocking tone while turning the body over to get ready to cut open the chest. Walter’s current form stands behind me and wraps arms around my waist. I fall back against him and blink. ‘Why did you kill him!’ I cry out once more to Walter. Here was another innocent who had nothing to do like Steve… What did this man do to him? ‘Everyone has a place.’ He states coldly to me while watching the scene.
Once more he made me watch the gruesome scene of his past self ripping open the chest of another victim and once again, a heart would be snatched. I shudder within his grasp while watching the scene. His past self taking the cutting knife for the cake and using it to slice through the flesh. Blood spills out from the wound while he begins to cut through all the bones and flesh to open the chest cavity. The sound of the bones being cut through slowly just made my spine have chills. Walter whispers in my ear. ‘Isn’t this erotic? I find it pleasant.’ I grit my teeth and continue to watch the scene. Once the heart was found within the chest, the former Walter grabs it and stands now. ‘Some birthday, huh? Oh well…’ He take the knife and carves the numbers into the man’s stomach. The number who he is to the murders. ‘Oh! He’s the tenth one of the hearts.’ Walter cheers a little in a mocking sense to me. Almost like he was happy about it… I’m sure he was.
Once the former Walter finishes his business he walks out of the apartment like nothing had happened. Though, I knew that a murder had just happened here. My eyes settle on the corpse of Eric. For a long few minutes, I watched the body. But then something did happen to it… It was changing and something now was in the middle of his stomach. A sword was stuck through his undead body into the ground. It had a nice little pyramid at the top of the sword. I look at the moaning ghost that made the sickening sounds while being stuck there. ‘He can’t feel a thing.’ Walter mutters while spitting at the ghost which was like us. I glance to Walter and point to the body. ‘What is he!’ Walter kicks the ghost who couldn’t do a thing. ‘What do you think? He’s a fucking ghost!’ Walter says irritated with the ghost. He takes the sword and pulls it out only to thrust it through the stomach again. ‘HAH!’
I just stood there and watch as he teased the ghost. Something inside of me told me, I would be visited somewhere along this road by that ghost. I pushed it aside for now while Walter comes back over to me. He takes the bloody knife and begins to push me up back along the table next to the cake. ‘Let’s have a little fun, Henry!’ He says loudly while the ghost reaches out and groans to us. ‘Fuck the ghost!’ He spits out the words while keeping me pinned along the table. ‘W-Walter…’ I begin to speak but am cut short when he bites down on my neck while using the cutting knife to slice through my shirts and soon to pop the button on my pants. That was the knife he used to cut through the body! Ugh! Walter laughs and looks down to me now. ‘Want some cake?’ He mutters to me as the apartment flashes to the present tense with all in cobwebs and it looked unused for a long period of time. Even the table we were on. The cake looked untouched thanks to Walter.
I look up to him with a glare. I could still hear the ghost moaning and wanting to be freed. Walter didn’t seem to care since Eric’s ghost was just another one of the dead. Walter moves my clothes that had been torn down the middle aside and reveals my exposed upper body while his hand unzips my pants. ‘Walter! What the hell!’ I call out at him while he begins to maneuver my pants down to my ankles. ‘We’re going to have some CAKE!’ He says to me with a dangerous look. Was this supposed to be the good part of the dream? I thin I lost count around here somewhere… Walter takes my cock in one hand and then takes his other hand and scoops up some of the icing from the cake. I watched closely as he did this. The man begins to smear and coat my penis’ head with icing while he soon begins to coat all over my cock with icing from the birthday cake. ‘Walter!’ I call out at him in disgust. That was supposed to be untouched and I had forgotten this was a dream at the moment.
I had soon forgotten about it all since his hand stroked along my cock, which happened to be getting erect within his grasp. He stroked to coat my cock with the delicious icing of the cake. I give an exasperated sigh and watch quietly with a few soft groans of pleasure. Walter finishes with coating my cock and grins. ‘This looks like a treat to me. Doesn’t it?’ He teases me while lowering his head down dangerously to the head of my cock. I gulp back some spit and nod slightly. I thought about that… He leans in and his tongue descends from his mouth and takes the head of my cock into his mouth. I gasped suddenly and shut my eyes. Walter begins to graze teeth already along the head of the cock while taking the icing from it. He lapped his tongue along the head and all over along the top at the slit.
He kept a hand down at the base of my cock and gave a squeeze while he slowly began to take in more of my cock. He’s teasing me so much here! His tongue lapped along the vein and underside of my cock as well as all over. He savored each step of his slowly with the icing. Walter seemed to be in his own little world while beginning his work at giving me head. I moan out lowly while he sucks along the head and bobs his head along a little after. The icing begins to melt along with the saliva of his. Oh that sticky filling… Walter gives another teasing squeeze to my growing erection. His mouth was wonderful… And I stress this once more, that normal people would be disgusted at this. But I can’t help it! Let him suck me into this darkness of bliss. Walter begins to take more of my erection into his mouth. He uses the ends of his teeth to gently graze along my shaft while taking the icing away. Walter glances at me for a moment with a grin before sucking along while bobbing his head.
I gasp out and bite down on my tongue to hold a moan back. ‘Uhn! Oh god… Walter!’ I cry out in bliss while his mouth works wonders on my erect cock. Walter squeezes down at the base once more and begins to deep throat my cock a little while bobbing his head along my cock. Oh! He does not know that this is driving me insane! It’s so good! It can’t be real but god…it feels it! ‘Aahn…! Fuck!’ I moan out in bliss while he speeds his work up to a moderate pace. Saliva drips along down his chin mixed with icing that has melted. Walter knew it was getting close to my time to have an orgasm here. Funny how he knew… The muscles in my penis were keeping it erect and he knew all. I suppose… Walter sucks fiercely along my erection and bobs his head along my cock.
His dark green eyes narrow while he makes these looks toward me. Walter was observing me once more while giving me bliss… He bit down a little along my cock while sucking. That was felt and instantly I gave a cry of pain. ‘Ah! Walter!’ He grins and continues to deep throat my cock now while he purred somewhat. ‘Aaahn…! GOD!’ I shudder and moan out while he just squeezed and sucked. He did have a way with his mouth. GOD! Walter continues until slowing to a dull stop now. I wonder why he did… But then I figured it out once I saw that look. ‘Cum for me, Henry. I want your delicious semen to fill my mouth.’ Walter insists to me while leaning in and sucking along the head. I moan out and feel a little pre-cum slide down the end of my cock’s head. Walter was enjoying his self way too much. So was I. I am a glutton for pleasure it seems here.
Walter squeezes once more along the base of my cock for extra measures. I cry out in pleasure as a thick stream of cum spews out and into his mouth. Walter swallows my semen as it shoots into his mouth. Not only that, but he is sucking still along my cock. When I just had begun to finish the first stream of cum, his suction makes it hard to stop. I released my second stream of semen inside his mouth as he continues to suck. Ok… Walter is trying to suck me dry? A little humor here, but could there be cum vampires? Ok, joking… Walter sucks on and swallows the rest of my semen into his mouth. A slight squirt of cum spills onto his tongue as I finish off the rest of the cum. Moaning in pleasure; I had my eyes shut as my body shivers.
I thought this would be it but Walter takes a finger and props me along the table on my stomach now. I shut my eyes knowing something was about to happen. Walter gets to about right at my hole down at my anus with that finger. I could feel it prodding at the entrance wanting in. I cringe a little and feel it slide fully inside my ass while wiggles the finger about. Just then, I hear a ringing in the background. My body is urging me to keep going on in this dream but my eyes and mind would not allow it. ‘Nn… Walter!’ I cry out and when eyes are opened, I’m in my room again. I’m on the bed and here I am cursing my luck. I have no idea why… Walter was just about to finger and tease my ass! I hear the doorbell ringing in the other room. ‘I’ll let it go…’ I mutter to myself, falling back onto the bed. But for some reason, I could smell icing from that cake in my nose. ‘Walter…’ I whisper to the air while looking to my door. Eventually the ringing goes away and I hear a faint sound of a woman’s voice. ‘I wonder what is going on with him…’ Could that be Eileen…
End of dream six.