forum Even Serial Killer Get Lonely (o/o Open)

Started May 05, 2019 by @ElderGod-yellowqueen

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Raz nodded and leaned into Ethan "and you're mine." he said, kissing his cheek and nuzzling his hair with his nose "lets go home."

Ethan nodded. "Yeah, let's." He didn't let go of Raz the whole way home, not even to unlock their door. "Will you help me shower?" He asked.

He nodded "same as yesterday." he said, pulling out of his grasp and getting food out again for Jax. "Here boy, jeez you're getting big." he kissed the dog's head and headed to their bedroom

Ethan nodded and went to the bathroom, tyrning the shower on hot. He grabbed pajamas for the both if them and placed it on the sink. He undressed down to his underwear and stepped under the warm spray.

Raz joined his a few minutes after and kissed him softly "gove me you're hands." he said, watchoing as the water turned red.

Ethan smiled as Raz joined him. He handed his hands to him.

He took a sponge from the wall and started to scrub at the dried blod "tell me everything. From the beginning. And don;t hide anything." he said, meeting his eyes and nodding encouragingly

Ethan watched him in fascination. "I don't wjere to start. It's complicated."

"Start from the begining." he suggested, focusing back on his hands until they were clean.

Ethan closed his eyes, relaxing. "Im not exactly sure where it all began. Fhe earliest memory I can think of was standing up to the bullies from school or foster homes. It got worse once I got in high school. I was picking fights left and right. I liked the adrenaline rush it gave me. I eventually got expelled for fighting and I had to fend for myself in the streets for a while. I witnessed a man raping a woman and I dont know, instinct took over me and I killed him. That's where I got into it all I guess."

Raz listened intently, nodding along "so you weren't just killing for fun? it was a way for you to defend yourself and those who couldn't do it themsleves?"

Ethan shurgged his shoulders again. "I don't know, not at first at least. It just felt…good to kill. It felt good to taken away a life. I loved the way it felt. I just put that feeling to good use. As time went on, I figured out the correct ways, I followed leads. I can go places police can't. I can do things they cant." He sighed and leaned back against tge shower wall, covering his face. "Im a monster, I know I am. But I try to put use it for good not bad."

"You had to shove that dark feeling away so you didn't get yourself killed by doing something stupid," Raz said, leaning against Ethan. "So the scars are from fights and killings? and you're not a monster. The mosters were the people you killed that were doing harm to others."

"Am I any better for killing them? I could have just held them hostage until the authoritues arrived. Who gives me the right to kill? Why does it feel so good?" Ethan looked down at Raz with tears in his eyes.

He glanced up and cupped his cheek "No one but you. What are the feds going to do? lock them up for a few years then let them go so they can continue to do the stupid shit they normally do?" raz shook his head "you put an end to it, permanently." he said "i know it's not right but you only get to live this life once. if you choose to rape and kill, good, live with the consequences. If you choose to try to help this world then good, hope you can live with people trying to fight against you 24/7" he sighed "there is no safe place in this world Eth, you will always fight someone."

Ethan leaned into his hand. He placed his hands on raz's hips. "You're too good for me, but I love you too much to let you go."

He laughed softly "you're too good for me my savior. So I'm going to assume it was you who killed the two men the day we met, right?" he asked

Ethan shrugged innocently. "Maybe maybe not." He Raz's forehead, then nose, then chin, and finally his lips.

he laughed and kissed him back "Thats a yes." he muttered with a smile, wrapping hsi arms arond Ethan's neck

Ethan kissed him hard before pulling away. "If it's okay, I would like to see all of you. We don't have to do anything, I just want to look at you."

He took in a shaky breath and nodded.
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Ethan laid in their bed, clutching Raz to his chest. He never wanted to let him go again. He was afraid that he would be taken away if he let go.

Raz curled up comfortably on Ethan and started to trace the scars that lined his body. "there's nothing else I should know?" he asked "you're not secretly a good salsa dancer or anything righ?"

Ethan chuckled. "No I'm not. At least not that I'm aware of." He kissed the top of his head. His fongertips caressed his back

He shivered slightly "I never thanked you, for before….thank you." he kissed his cheek and nuzzled into his neck, reaching up and tangling his hand in Ethan's hair

Ethan smiled and nuzzled his nose in Raz's hair. "You don't have to thank me for anything."

"Too late…" he muttered with a laugh "Bartender by day, serial killer by night. you know how many stories I can make just from that line?"

"Well, technically, I mostly bartend at night too." He poked his sides