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 Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2017 3:36 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2017 3:49 am
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The Loupohls
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"What, on the floor?" He reached for his shirt, wringing it out a little. "I suppose we can do it. All of our toys are by the bed, but I'll make do." Once Cecil was pantsless, he grabbed his lover by the shoulder and yanked him back into a kiss, this one just as passionate and sloppy as the last. His hands moved to Cecil's, using the shirt to bind his lover's wrists in front of him, then yanking out of the kiss and moving a hand to hold Cecil by the side of his neck. "Get on your knees," he commanded quietly, keeping a tight hold on the shirt so when Cecil followed the order, he would be holding the policeman's hands above his head.
Before Parker could respond, he heard Cecil speak and his father's replies. "Oh my God," he whispered in horror, trying to cover his ears. "This must be what hell is like."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2017 11:27 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2017 11:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 12:16 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 12:21 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 12:30 am
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The Loupohls
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"Or I'll end up getting better and better at sex until you explode simply by looking at my c0ck," he teased, then nuzzled Cecil's head before closing his eyes. "Get some sleep. You have work tomorrow, don't you?" He didn't stick around for an answer, quickly drifting off.
Parker followed close behind, taking a little extra time to steer very clear of the essence before racing after Aysun. He locked the door softly behind himself, then jumped into the elevator just as the doors began to close. "Okay, she's just at four centimeters which means we have time to get to the hospital and swing by McDonald's for chicken nuggets," he said, already pulling his phone out to plan a route. "I already have the baby gifts and clothes in the car, and the notary for the closed adoption and sole custody will be there tomorrow morning. Sound good?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2017 9:35 pm
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  Format by Raiyane
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Aysun stepped out of the bedroom, having changed out of his mourning clothes and into something nicer. It had been a long and draining day. He couldn't imagine what Parker was going through, but did his best to comfort him. Before he could go up to his husband and check on him, he heard a knock on the door. Opening the door, he saw his father, with Nicolas in his arms.
"Apologies, dearie. Your father fell asleep so I decided to bring Nicolas-dear back before your father persuades himself to keep him," the Sin snickered. He walked in and set Nicolas in his crib before going back to where Aysun and Parker were. "When I got home after that deal I made - Oh goodness, remind me to tell you how that went, dearie - I was surprised to see your son there. At first I did think your father kidnapped him, but he told me he was babysitting for you. I imagine you two went on a date? Well that's good, it's good to get alone time now and then. If only I could convince your dear father of that," he sighed as he sank into a seat for a breather.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2017 10:37 pm
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 Parker Loupohl-Court ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
The blonde stood in his bedroom, adjusting his shirt and leaving his suit folded neatly in a bag on the bed. He'd take it to get dry cleaned after Shivah ended. There was dirt on the cuffs and a rip on the collar. Was it even worth getting the suit laundered? It was ruined now. He wasn't allowed to repair the rip, so wearing it would only be useful during the mourning period at his mother's home. That reminded him, he had to go over and help his stepfather fix the house until Shivah ended. He glanced down to his feet, the canvas shoes specially chosen for mourning occasions since he wasn't permitted to wear leather shoes. His hand reached to his jaw, touching the growing stubble. This wasn't going to be easy. It was bad enough that he wasn't going to be allowed to sleep with Aysun. But then, none of this was supposed to be easy. This was difficult. It was horrible. It was painful. He stifled a sob, fighting back tears again.
Just then, he heard the voice of his father-in-law. He cleared his throat in an attempt to remain calm, snatching up the bag just as Nikolai walked in and moving it out of sight. Seeing his son, he moved over to the crib to check on the sleeping baby, reaching down to touch his cheek gently. The soft skin brought a slight warmth to his heart, and he fought the urge to awaken the babe and hold him in his arms. Swallowing hard, he stood upright and nodded to Nikolai. "Thank you for bringing him home," he said quietly. "Normally, I would've asked my dad or Cecil to babysit, but he was busy and Cecil had work." He started to walk away, hoping to get out of Nikolai's poison as soon as possible. He wouldn't be able to handle him today.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2017 11:21 pm
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Parker Loupohl-Court ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Unfortunately for Parker, it was too late for him to get away. He winced as Nikolai spoke to him, tightly keeping his mouth closed and refusing to allow himself to react. He didn't correct the Sin, staring forward. He didn't even breathe. He couldn't. He didn't trust a single sound that might come out of him. Instead, he took the emotional beating, just praying it would end soon. Praying that Nikolai would have the good grace to stop while he was ahead. But he didn't. He pressed on. And he went too far.
Parker's head snapped to face Nikolai's directions, eyes wide and angry. He breathed through his nose, jaw tensing, and before he could explode in anger, his wide eyes filled with tears and his mouth parted to release an upset sob. He turned out of Aysun's grasp, racing away from him and into the guest bedroom to lock himself inside. He fell against the door, falling to the ground and wrapping his arms around his knees as he wept painfully.
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2017 12:31 am
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Format by Raiyane
Nikolai raised an eyebrow at the sudden heated expression. What? Parker didn't usually look this upset whenever he talked about his father in lewd ways. Did he hit the nail on the head? Deciding that it wasn't worth his time, he shrugged and pulled out his phone. "Such a sensitive man," he snickered.
Aysun slumped as he heard the door slam shut, barely making out the sounds of his husband's cries. It tore his heart to see him like that and know that he couldn't do anything about it. Except for one thing.
Spinning around, Aysun glared at the Sin. "What the hell is your problem?" he demanded.
Nikolai blinked as his son began yelling, a rare instance that he wasn't used to. He set down the phone and glanced up at him. "What are you talking about? Your husband? Dearie, I speak like that to him all the ti-"
"His mom died, Dad. The funeral was today."
Nikolai's eyes widened, and his cheeks flushed. "O-Oh. I... Dear me, I didn't know, I-"
"That's not just it, Dad," Aysun said while shaking his head. "Why are you always so mean to him? He looks up to you like you were his own dad and every time you insult him, it's like he's being told he's a disappointment. And to have his father figure taunt his mom's death?"
"A moment, dearie," Nikolai said while holding up a hand. "What do you mean? A father figure? You can't possibly be serious."
Aysun exhaled through his nose and sat down. "It's true. He'd never tell you himself, but he always looked up to you, ever since Cecil left Sawyer and the two practically lived with us."
Nikolai looked around, absorbing the information. Parker considered him a father figure? What could possibly make him think that? Even if it was due to Sawyer living with him, Leon was a more suitable candidate for that sort of thing. He tried to recall the moments he shared with Parker back then.
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2017 12:45 am
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Parker Loupohl-Court ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
It was only a few weeks since Sawyer and Parker had come to stay in the Court house, but Parker had already made it home. After all, he had spent a lot of his life in this house, spending years beside his best friend Aysun, playing here. School had already started and had just let out when the blonde teen burst through the door. He tossed his bag onto a chair, hearing little Ray's cry of protest, but not caring. He raced through the house, a wide grin on his handsome, young face.
"Mr. Court! Mr. Court!!" he yelled, running around the house until he skidded to a stop in front of the Sin. He clasped his hands to his chest, bouncing on his heels. "Guess what! Oh, I can't wait for that, I gotta say it: I got accepted to the varsity basketball team!!" He cheered. "I'm the only freshman on the team!"
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2017 4:00 pm
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Format by Raiyane
Nikolai picked up his mug and stared at the steam rising out of his coffee, pondering whether to drink it or risk waiting. Sex-Ed wasn't a class that lasted all day, he had the last two periods free and usually left early to nap. Sometimes he'd stay if it meant getting to tease Leon.
As he blew away the steam, he heard the sound of everyone else coming home. He turned just in time to see Parker nearly trip over himself and raised an eyebrow at his rambling. His eyes shined when he heard the news, and I couldn't hide his smile. He reached out to ruffle the teen's head.
"Congratulations, dearie, I knew you could do it. Do tell me how those upperclassmen reacted when they saw you on the roster," he praised. He took a sip of the coffee, wincing at the heat, then set the mug down on the counter and turned back to Parker. "Come along, dearie. Let's go get your favorite take out and rent Titanic to celebrate. Your father and Mr. Court left for a fishing trip, so we won't have to worry about them walking in on us~"
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2017 4:05 pm
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