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Tweak says, "Who is this? I HAVE NO BEARD!!"

Chris Keller [Oz] (willkillfortoby) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-03-10 01:20:00

Entry tags:

chris keller, tobias beecher

Who Chris and Tobias
What Chris legally kidnapped Stabler's daughter and Toby is making a 'thing' out of it. Jeez.
Where Beecher's place in California
When After Chris' adventure with Liz
Warning K for Keller? Language, sexuality and violence. Viewer discretion is advised.

Pulling in to Toby's driveway, Chris had a grin on his face. All fucking with Stabler aside, he didn't mind hanging out with the kid, taking her for a ride. Though, the fact that it would freak Stabler out, shake him up and let him know that Chris could do things like that without warning did amuse the man. Greatly. The guy still didn't even know Chris had been in prison, for Christ Sakes. It was something to laugh about.

Taking off his helmet and getting off the bike, he headed to the house, glad to find the door open for him as he stepped in. Kicking off his boots, he stashed his keys in his pocket and walked into the house in search of Beecher. He figured the guy would still be on about his little outing, but oh well. It wasn't like he didn't know how to deal with Tobias.

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	otherofoz 2008-03-10 04:12 am UTC (link)
	Toby actually scoffed at that. "Like you'd actually listen to me telling you to fuck off," He shrugged, apparently not wanting to bother with that fight, just then. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-10 04:15 am UTC (link)
	Snorting and nodding at the observation, Chris leaned back in the seat before he finally tilted his head with question and smirked a bit, "You that pissed that I took Stabler's kid out for a ride?" Might as well admit it, if the man already knew. And Toby just had a fucking way of knowing. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-10 04:21 am UTC (link)
	"I don't like the idea of you fucking with a police detective's daughter. Something about that whole 'freedom' thing being nice, if boring." hat did finally get him a look, more of a Look, as he folded the book and tossed it on the pile. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-10 04:26 am UTC (link)
	"Who says anything about fucking with her?" Chris raised an eyebrow, "What, you fucking jealous I took her out for a ride and not you, Beecher? Kid wanted to get out for an afternoon, I fucking obliged," The look drove Chris, really, made him smirk all the more smugly. Chris enjoyed confrontation-He near thrived on it at times. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-10 04:32 am UTC (link)
	Toby rolled his eyes, grabbing his glass and taking a drink; to give himself something to do besides shout at Chris in frustration. "Right- because I'm the one with jealous tendencies, and you're Mr. Altruism, rushing to the aid of some damsel in distress." It was ridiculous, really, and he just wished Chris would stop bullshitting him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

willkillfortoby
2008-03-10 04:37 am UTC (link)

"Look, Beecher," Chris moved forward in his seat, on the edge of it, almost excited, "I'm not fucking with the kid. This bullshit about me and fucking kids has to stop. I don't. Fucking. Harm. Children, alright? You'd think you'd fucking get that, seeing as you leave me alone with your fucking daughter," He stood up, knowing, or perhaps hoping, that would get something more out of the man than a look or a pointed drink of frustration.

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otherofoz
2008-03-10 04:41 am UTC (link)

"I know, Chris, fuck, that' wasn't my point." A beat, "You're not saying anything about Stabler himself," Toby, logically, knew the shit about children. He didn't have the reasoning worked out- following Chris' logic was impossible, most of the time. But the way the man acted with Holly, he actually believed him. The detective himself, though, was just as easy a target- and he was really hoping it would have taken a bit longer for Chris to get an itch.

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	willkillfortoby 2008-03-10 04:43 am UTC (link)
	"So?" Chris shrugged and headed to the kitchen to get a beer, shaking his head as he went, "What about him? What, did he call you, tell you I kidnapped his daughter or something?" Chris hadn't checked the message boards for a while, after all. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-10 04:50 am UTC (link)
	Toby shrugged. "He knew she was missing. Where do you think I got the idea?" A beat, "I wish you'd just fucking tell me your plan, for once. Or does that ruin the little sicko high you get?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

willkillfortoby
2008-03-10 04:56 am UTC (link)

"'Sicko high'? Says the guy who likes to be spanked," Yes, Chris had worked out after their roll on the ground that day, when Toby humped him harder after he slapped his ass, that the guy got off on it. He hadn't pieced together it was pain period, but eventually, maybe.

"Besides, who says I have a plan? And even if I did, how do I know you won't rat me out to Stabler? You got that law fetish after all," He pulled out a beer and had a sip, walking back to the living room, "A lot of faith to put into you, Beecher. Can I trust you?" Funny, coming from him.

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otherofoz
2008-03-10 05:03 am UTC (link)

It actually took him a minute to decide what of that to tackle first. Well, obviously, the first: "I don't fucking like getting spanked, you asshole." That still seemed like the most important right then- which should be the first clue that Toby wasn't the most upset he could be, about the whole situation.

"What would I have to gain from turning you in, Chris?" That was the most workable angle, to start- logic. Chris wouldn't fight him on facts. "I'd lose my only fucking friend here. I don't give a flying fuck about Stabler or his kids, I just don't feel like getting left on my ass, alone, again. You and me, remember?"

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willkillfortoby
2008-03-10 05:09 am UTC (link)

"We'll see about that," Chris said in reply, not really caring if the guy owned up or not. He'd just spank him some time while they were making out and they'd see. Easy.

That angle did get a bit of ground with Chris, who always did get a half a woody over Beecher admitting Chris was all he had. "You and me, right," He nodded once before taking a long drink of beer and sitting back, "You liked fucking with Stabler that night?" He supposed he could let Toby in. A bit.

"And let's get something fucking straight, right here, right now-I don't want to kill the guy," Yet. Maybe. Perhaps. There was no limit to the uncertainty of that statement, "I just want to fuck around with him, like we did the other night."

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otherofoz
2008-03-10 05:16 am UTC (link)

He rolled his eyes at the near-threat about the spanking, before seeming to consider Chris (as casually as possible, knowing the man was volatile, when studied) as he spoke.

Toby hadn't expecting it to be that easy, but he took it for what it was. "I never said kill, or hurt. That was you. I said 'fuck with'. And... yeah, the guy's amusing. A bit of an easy target, but..." A roll of his shoulder.

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	willkillfortoby 2008-03-10 05:22 am UTC (link)
	"Would you like me to find someone else, Beecher?" As if the option of fucking with no one was plausible. Beecher was right, Chris got an itch. He had been working angles, pulling scams and all that shit all his life. Of course he got antsy playing house after a while. "You want in or not?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-10 05:27 am UTC (link)
	The voice in the back of his head was screaming at him to try and work this out, to keep Chris from giving in to this. But then he realized- it'd only be a matter of time, if he he tried to stifle that edge of Chris, before it was turned back on to him, leaving him in danger. With an us/them mentality, the choice was easy. "Fine, I'm in." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

willkillfortoby
2008-03-10 05:35 am UTC (link)

Chris waited a moment, looking the man over before he gave a nod, "Alright," He put his beer down and moved to get up, putting himself back down beside Beecher, closer, all to add to the idea of Chris going after Stabler being an alternative to him fucking with Toby. Odd thing was, he didn't want to fuck with Toby. He wanted to fuck him, sure, but besides lying and the like-like most normal men would do once and a while in a relationship-and a bit of manipulation, he didn't want to mess with the man's head. Toby already loved him. He didn't need anything more from him.

"I want to show him what it's like to not be the one in control," He said softly, leaning close to Toby, "Fucker has been in the army, been a cop, you know, was the law. I want to break him down and show him how weak he fucking is."

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otherofoz
2008-03-10 05:40 am UTC (link)

His knee-jerk reaction was to ask 'why', but he bit it down quickly; he wouldn't get an answer, and... well, he was supposed to know, right? Be heling out, not just some fucking follower. And then it hit him, and he could help but make a face.

"You're going to fucking prag him," He tried to keep the initial flippancy out of his voice, stay neutral; he had to trust Chris. This wasn't about him and his shit, it was... scratching an itch. Keeping the man from deciding he did feel like killing. He could handle that, nodding a bit- mostly for his benefit.

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willkillfortoby
2008-03-10 05:46 am UTC (link)

Seeing the man's face, Chris put his hand on the man's neck, stroking it lightly, "Come on, baby, it's not what you think," Though, when he thought about it, maybe..."He already is a fucking prag, Toby. You saw him. He just fucking pretends, fucking poses as anything but. I just want to take him down a peg, let him know someone fucking knows how fucked up he is," Chris nodded a bit, as if trying to get the man to agree. He knew about Toby's shit, but he just didn't see the connection. Chris had been a prag himself, and it was something he got past-arguably, seeing as he was a bit fucked up-but then he supposed Tobias had gone in after a lifetime of being in a normal world of problems. Chris had started off damaged.

"He's weak, Toby. He needs to know that."

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otherofoz
2008-03-10 05:53 am UTC (link)

Toby winced at the touch, but didn't pull away- not a product of Chris, but of the general content of his thoughts right then. He'd been fucked up, severely, by what had happened to him that first year in Oz. He still had dreams, infrequent as they were, about shit that happened to him. How fucking weak he'd been, what he'd gone through-

But he'd gotten stronger. He had Chris now. He'd killed the man that did this to him, and he was better for it. In a sick, fucked up way, the Aryan fucks had helped him survive.

They'd be knocking him down, so he could pick himself up.

"You're right. He needs it," A glance over at the man, face a hell of a lot more determined than he felt, "What's the plan?"

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willkillfortoby
2008-03-10 06:01 am UTC (link)

Glad the man didn't pull away, Chris just edged closer, their legs against one another as he smiled at the man's words. His hand smoothed down Toby's back and he nodded, "We're going to break him," He said, continuing on, "Stabler's been asking after me, been wanting more since that first night. He already fucking wants me. Wants what I have to offer," Control, pain, someone to hurt him, "We're going to give it to him. You can't tell me you didn't get a rush when he fucking did as I said that night, baby," Chris's hand moved along Toby's leg as he spoke, moving towards his groin as his head bent to speak in the man's ear, so close his breath could be felt, "We're going to give him what he wants, that's all."

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otherofoz
2008-03-10 06:09 am UTC (link)

He nodded, even as a instinct had him grabbing Chris' hand as it approached his groin, holding it still near his hip. "You're playing me, Chris." There wasn't a hint of anger, or judgement. It was an observation.

It... was almost Chris' right, wasn't it? He was right- he did get a rush out of Chris taking control, watching the relative danger without it being directed at him, for once. And he'd been so... loving, alternately, to Toby while he was playing with Stabler (playing- that's what they'd called it. He had liked it. Craved that sort of attention. Was that so wrong? He didn't konw, anymore.

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willkillfortoby
2008-03-10 06:16 am UTC (link)

Eyes flashed with confusion at his hand being stopped-what on Earth was the problem now?-and he shook his head at the man's words, "I'm not playing you, Toby, why would I be playing you?" He questioned, letting his confusion show for a moment, letting down his smug act over the man wanting to play along with him. Sometimes he just didn't get Toby's logic. The man was nuts.

Oddly, Chris didn't see the pot/kettle argument there.

His head leaned down so he could kiss the edge of the man's jaw, "Come on, baby. You know I love you," Maybe that was playing Toby a bit, but chris didn't think there was harm in it. He did love the man. He just chose to say it at sometimes when it would benefit him. So what?

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otherofoz
2008-03-10 06:25 am UTC (link)

The confusion made him pause, looking at Chris just in time to get the kiss. The confession of love was a ploy, without doubt, but the logic behind that was quickly stifled down by the touches, the words. "I know. I do," He turned to give Chris a kiss, leaning into the touch.

"I trust you, baby. It's not you. I'm just being fucking..." He waved his hand a little, looking down.

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willkillfortoby
2008-03-10 06:32 am UTC (link)

Taking a moment to just enjoy the little kiss, Chris then looked the man in the eye as he spoke, waiting until he finished and lowered his gaze before he shook his head, "No, come on, tell me what's wrong, Toby, so I can fix it, we can fix it, together," He wanted the man in on the plan, really. It would make it easier. The hand being held by Toby's at the hip stroked it's fingers a bit against the man as Chris leaned into Toby's side, kissing his neck then his jaw again, "Come on, Baby, you got to start opening up to me if you want me to help. If you want me to try." Again, another ploy-Tobias had to tell Chris everything or Chris would just slide back into his old ways all the more. Stabler could fix it, could give him the rush he thought he needed, but he might need more if Beecher didn't trust him more. Or so he implied. He just wanted the man to want to share with him. He wanted to be everything to Toby, his friend, his lover, his whatever the fuck else he needed.

"Come on, Toby. You can trust me."

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otherofoz
2008-03-10 06:40 am UTC (link)

Toby tensed at the ultimatem, half of his brain still fighting the good fight, telling him how wrong this was. Why he wasn't listening was anyone's guess. A second later, he let out a breath, forcibly relaxing himself. Chris hadn't been the one to break him. He'd played with the pieces a little before putting him back together- and kept a few for himself- but ultimately, the blame wasn't on him. Tobias tried to cling to that, to make this all make sense.

Finally, he just shrugged a shoulder, moving to lean fully into chris, shoulder to shoulder. "It's nothing you haven't heard before. Fucking nightmares, a flinch now and then. I- I need to get my control back. That's it. Holly showing up fucked me up a bit. I- I need to get it together for her," Well, there was justification for you- do it for the kids.