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Thursday, April 23, 2015

32. A Confrontation.... ADULT CONTENT

(Everyone, a small caveat for you: This photostory contains material that is sensitive in nature. Please understand that this is the nature of Locke and X's relationship, if I get any hate mail I'll just delete it - after all we did warn you!!))


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Xerxes: I'm getting some clothes I left here last time... I don't want to talk to you.

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Locke: Well was she any good?

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X: Like you don't already know....

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Locke: *slowly getting angry* I'm just curious... I did teach her everything she knows.

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X: Really?? 'cause she gives great head...

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Locke: *gritting his teeth* Oh really? I suppose the little whore needs to have some kind of talent..
X: Don't fucking call her that...

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Locke: *slams X into the sidetable, pinning him to it, yelling* I should have expected to leave two whores to their own devices and they'd end up fucking around with each other! I should have seen this one coming - you tramps and your inability to have any self control!!
X: *tries to pull free and begins to cry* Stop it! Let go of me! How dare you talk about self control.. I waited around for you and you were fucking around with Cora!!

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Locke: *grabbing a handful of X's hair harshly* I don't understand.. why her and not me? Why didn't you come to me?
X: *crying* You went running to someone else.. how is this any different? I don't belong to you.

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X: *continues to cry* You are just a spoiled fucking brat!!

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Locke: *furious* A spoiled fucking brat?!

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Locke: *turns X around, forcing him onto the bed, handling him roughly* I will have you.. I WILL make you mine...
X: *whimpers softly*

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Locke: *begins to kiss X's back as he has him pinned beneath him*
X: *sobbing* No please.... Locke no...

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Locke: *begins to pull X's skirt up around his hips, snapping* Shut up....

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X: *continues to sob* Please... not like this...

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Locke: *ignoring him, slipping off his shirt and caressing X's skin* You are so pretty....

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Locke: .... you must not be protesting too much... after all... you are not running away....

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X: *continues to cry, face down on the bed*

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Locke: *starts to unbuckle his pants*

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Locke: *laughing* I won't be too mean to you... though you infuriate me beyond anything...

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X: *continues to sob and whimper into the blankets, but not moving*

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Locke: *becomes more loving, and tender, his hands caressing X as he begins to take him rather urgently*
X: *sobbing begins to stop, as he grows surprised by Locke's tenderness* Locke..?

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Locke: *only his love-making noises answer X, clinging to him as he continues*

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X: Locke... harder... please... *begins to beg him, feeling their bodies close*
Locke: *chuckles pleasedly as he obeys X's wishes*

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Locke: *groans loudly his satisfaction, squeezing X tightly to him, his face resting in X's soft hair*

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Locke: It wasn't so bad with me now was it??
X: No....

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Locke: Are we finished fighting?
X: Yes...

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Locke: *strokes X's back softly with his fingers* I don't care what you do with Cora... she's just a girl...

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Locke: But if I ever catch you with another man... you are dead to me. You messing around with Cora is just like two of my women messing around with each other...
X: But I'm not a woman... not really....

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Locke: You are close enough... you look like a woman... you are enough of a woman for me.

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X: *flushes in silent pleasure at Locke's words*

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Locke: I have to leave soon... I want you to come with me.
X: Really?

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Locke: I hate nothing more then travelling alone... It's only for a few weeks... I need an elegant and ladylike companion, you are the only one in this house that fits those qualifications.

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X: I will go with you then...

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