jordan marcus ballard
Extrasensory
Empathetic sense.
When the smoke had finally cleared and it was said and done I found myself addicted by the age of 21
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Nov 15, 2012 22:47:26 GMT -5
Jordan stood slowly, hugging Bandit close to himself. His shoulder ached a little, but not terribly. "I got her," He murmured, smiling as Deacon played with his hair. He shifted the red head in his arms barefoot, kissing the top of her had and waiting for deacon to lead the way.
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deacon reid rudman
Doctors/staff
Coroner.
How awful it is to love something death can touch.[RS:12]
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Post by deacon reid rudman on Nov 16, 2012 1:27:58 GMT -5
Deacon started walking slowly, opening the doors for Jordan. He fumbled with his keys as he got to his room, finally getting the door unlocked. He held it open for Jordan, then followed him in. "You can just lay her on the bed." He said quietly, putting his papers on the dresser. He pulled off his jacket, tossing it to the laundry hamper.
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jordan marcus ballard
Extrasensory
Empathetic sense.
When the smoke had finally cleared and it was said and done I found myself addicted by the age of 21
Posts: 146
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Nov 16, 2012 17:18:31 GMT -5
Jordan mirmured a soft thank you as he walked in, lyimg Bandit carefully on the bed, tenderly tucking her in. He gazed down at her for a moment, then smiled over at Deacon, watching him quietly. After a moment he took a seat at the edge of the bed.
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deacon reid rudman
Doctors/staff
Coroner.
How awful it is to love something death can touch.[RS:12]
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Post by deacon reid rudman on Nov 16, 2012 18:02:07 GMT -5
Deacon tossed his shirt in the laundry hamper with his jacket, then started to fish everything out of his pockets. "PJ said he had pills if you wanted them. Probably morphine, cause that's about all he does." He shrugged. He'd told his brother he refused to be responsible for what Jordan did. He wasn't about to lose his job. He dumped all the change in his pocket to the dresser.
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jordan marcus ballard
Extrasensory
Empathetic sense.
When the smoke had finally cleared and it was said and done I found myself addicted by the age of 21
Posts: 146
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Nov 16, 2012 23:16:37 GMT -5
Jordan blinked, studying Deacon with a blush.
"Okay," He murmured, would be sure to stop by later, even if he wasn't hurting as bad. It was a probl he refused to admit to.
He studied Deacon's bare torso again, amazed he'd even slept with him. A smile graced his lips.
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deacon reid rudman
Doctors/staff
Coroner.
How awful it is to love something death can touch.[RS:12]
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Post by deacon reid rudman on Nov 17, 2012 1:22:04 GMT -5
His belt was the next thing to come off. He just let it drop to the floor, turning back to look at Jordan. He looked down to see what he was looking at, then looked back at the boy. "Uh.. See something you like?" He asked with a faint smile. Deacon was just as taken by Jordan as the boy was by him.
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jordan marcus ballard
Extrasensory
Empathetic sense.
When the smoke had finally cleared and it was said and done I found myself addicted by the age of 21
Posts: 146
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Nov 17, 2012 1:29:27 GMT -5
Jordan blushed darker, trying to hide his smile. "Yeah," He drawled with a nervous laugh. But it wasn't nerves from fear. His heart was racing, butterflies in his stomach, and he bit his lip sheepishly. Hair fell across his face and he pushed it back, fixing his bandanna. He couldn't deny it, so he didn't.
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deacon reid rudman
Doctors/staff
Coroner.
How awful it is to love something death can touch.[RS:12]
Posts: 364
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Post by deacon reid rudman on Nov 17, 2012 1:32:11 GMT -5
"Shh. Don't talk so loud. You're gonna wake the baby." He teased, walking over to him. He gently took Jordan's face into his hands, kissing him soft and slow. He was glad to have him here, to have someone who could mean so much to him and give him a reason to smile again. He smiled into the kiss, moving a little closer to the boy.
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jordan marcus ballard
Extrasensory
Empathetic sense.
When the smoke had finally cleared and it was said and done I found myself addicted by the age of 21
Posts: 146
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Nov 17, 2012 1:43:53 GMT -5
Jordan chuckled, leaning into the kiss wth a hum. Hands found Deacon's belt loops, pulling himcclose as he leaned back against the bed, careful not to wake Bandit. His cheeks still felt flushed, fingers reaching to run through Deacon's hair slowly. He kissed along his jaw, smiling again. Jordan hadn't felt this happy in a long time.
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deacon reid rudman
Doctors/staff
Coroner.
How awful it is to love something death can touch.[RS:12]
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Post by deacon reid rudman on Nov 17, 2012 1:52:26 GMT -5
Deacon climbed up onto the bed with him, kneeling between his legs so he could lean down and kiss him. He ran his hands gently down his sides, tipping his head for the boy. He couldn't remember if he'd told Jordan or not, but his neck was the most sensitive part of his body. "Mm.." He reached up to thread his fingers into Jordan's hair, working it out of the pony tail.
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jordan marcus ballard
Extrasensory
Empathetic sense.
When the smoke had finally cleared and it was said and done I found myself addicted by the age of 21
Posts: 146
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Nov 17, 2012 1:57:31 GMT -5
Jordan kissed along Deacon's jaw and over his neck, closing his eyes as fingers ran through his hair. He let Deacon undo it so he wouldn't have to let go, content to hold him close. He drew a knee up, resting it against Deacon's hip and waist supportively as he squirmed a little further onto the bed.
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deacon reid rudman
Doctors/staff
Coroner.
How awful it is to love something death can touch.[RS:12]
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Post by deacon reid rudman on Nov 17, 2012 2:04:09 GMT -5
"Fuck.." Deacon complained, turning his head to kiss the boy slowly. He gently pulled his leg tighter, letting it rest lightly on the back of his thigh. He was surprised Jordan was so relaxed with them doing this. He kissed him deeper, his hand resting on the back of Jordan's head to keep him close.
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jordan marcus ballard
Extrasensory
Empathetic sense.
When the smoke had finally cleared and it was said and done I found myself addicted by the age of 21
Posts: 146
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Nov 17, 2012 2:12:28 GMT -5
Jordan drew in a breath, holding him just as close. Blue eyes opened, uneasy briefly as the kiss was deepened. His breath faltered, then he willed himself to relax, told himself he wasn't being hurt, that he could stop if he pleased. He eased up again, fingers dancing over Deacon's back slowly.
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deacon reid rudman
Doctors/staff
Coroner.
How awful it is to love something death can touch.[RS:12]
Posts: 364
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Post by deacon reid rudman on Nov 17, 2012 2:15:27 GMT -5
Deacon pulled back a bit, giving Jordan a gentle kiss to the jaw. He laid down beside him on the bed, drawing his knees up so his legs wouldn't hang off. He draped an arm over his eyes, humming to himself. "It's been a long day.." He mumbled, fingers slowly playing with his belly button ring.
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jordan marcus ballard
Extrasensory
Empathetic sense.
When the smoke had finally cleared and it was said and done I found myself addicted by the age of 21
Posts: 146
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Nov 17, 2012 2:24:46 GMT -5
The moment Deacon laid down, Jordan curled at his side. "Mm..yeah.." He breathed, heart slowing a bit. He traced his fingers over Deacon's stomach, burying his face in his shoulder with a smile. He kissed the area, then sighed, hair a mess. He was too lazy to fix it as he closed his eyes.
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