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Brutal Valentines	By : Jaberwolky Category: +M through R > Metalocalypse > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2083 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: No I do not own Metalocalypse or any of it's characters. Obviously I'm not makng any money for my smut

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Chapter 18 A much needed conversation
Told by Pickles
6:30pm

I walk to my room planning to break open some rum I have stashed in my closet. Between thinking Murderface was dead and my disastrous proposal to Charles, I'm in desperate need of some good rum.

Speak of the devil.

Ahead I spot a Charles having a converation on his cell phone, I pause waiting for him to finish because Skwisgaar was right I do need to talk to him and no time like the present. Eventually he hangs up the phone and notices me.

“So uh, it’s been an eventful day hasn't it Pickles?” he says shuffling around nervously.

I nod.

“So do you want to talk about earlier today?” before I can respond he lets out “well at lest I tried” and tries to scurry off

I roll my eyes “Na ah don't think so Charlie.” I say grabbing his arm so he can't escape “Now, do ya mind telling me why ya don't wanna get hitched?”

“Pickles ...”

“I mean I guess maybe were not on the same wave length or sumthin cause I love ya Charlie and I thought you loved me”

“Pickles I do love you it's just...”

“Just what?” I ask, “Is it too soon or sumthing?”

“Pickles...you realize us getting married would be a publicity disaster don't you?”

Anger rises up in my chest “Wat de feck? People die at our concerts all de time, Murderface can neva keep his pants on when a cameras around, Skwisgaar fucks old wemen and yer worried about tha bad press from us gettin’ married? WHAT? ARE YOU ASHAMED OF ME OR SOMETHIN?”

Charles's face crumbles as he reaches out towards me “No Pickles. No I could never be ashamed of you. Your amazing, if anything you should be ashamed of me.”

I have to snort “Oh yeah cause yer an awesome hot ninja lawyer dood. No one would want dat!”

Charles looks at me sadly “Do you know what I was just doing Pickles”

Does he think I'm that unobservant? “Dood you were talking on de phone.”

Charles shakes his head “I was destroying lives Pickles, the producers, the director and the anchorman of the Dethmintue. They will all wake up tomorrow with every news channel, paper and radio station reporting they are drug lords, Nazi's and pedophiles. It will be quite the lesson in the importance of accurate reporting for them I imagine.”

I stand there unsure wither to be horrified or amused. Then I remember Nathan's screams, Toki's tears, and the sickening feeling that slithered in my own stomach when the Dethmintue reported Murderface was dead, I decide to be amused.

“Dood does ass hats brought that on themselves.”

“It's not the first time I've put out a false news report Pickles.”

It takes a second but a light goes off in my head “Melmord wasn't really a pedo was he.”

“Not that I'm aware of.”

“Then why have the papers report…?”

“So you and the other guys wouldn't be upset by his absence and.... truthful because I was jealous how much you guys liked that scum.”

“So ya had the guy incarcerated cause he was aiming for yer job and you were jealous of us palling around with him?”

“No not exactly, he never went to jail. I killed him.”

“Fer real?” I asked, kinda shocked by this revelation.

“Yes ...although for the record, I probably wouldn't have killed him if he hadn't come at me with a sword.

OK this is a story I haven't heard “He came at ya wit a sword?”

Charles nods “He knew the only way I'd let you guys go was over my dead body; so the fool grabbed one of the swords off the wall and tried to arrange it.

“Oh my Gad!” I exclaim “So the killing part was self defense.”

“Yes but I've imprisoned, tortured and killed hundreds of people when it wasn't self defense.” Charles tells me quietly

“Did any of them nat deserve it?

Charles shrugs “They all deserved it as far as I'm concerned but as I've been trying to explain to you I'm a monster. I'm sorry Pickles, obviously I should have told you before now.”

I stand here trying to take in what Charles has told me. I know a sane person would run if their lover admitted half the shit Charles has just told me but I've never been accused of being sane.

I love him. Besides, even though it was by happy accident and not on purpose, I've certainly caused a number of deaths in my day. Fuck it, why not be monsters together.

Decided, I move over to Charlie and slide my arms around his waist

“Pickles...?”

“Shut up babe” I instruct him before moving my mouth over his kissing him deeply allowing my hands to roam over his body. When I finally pull up for air Charles is gasping and trembling in my arms.

“I love you Charles. Even if you won't marry me, I still want to spend the rest of my life with you.” I confess softly into his ear.

Charles grabs me pulling me close.” Give me the ring” he says softly “If you’re still stupid enough to want to marry me then by god I'm more than happy to be your husband.”

A joyful bubble rises in my chest as I pick the ring out of my pocket and slide it onto his finger. I move in, kissing my fiancé, my body melts as I feel his tongue against mine.

“I want you right here, right now.” Charles growls.

No way in hell I'm gonna say no to that. I shimmy out of my pants as Charles pulls a bottle of lotion out of his jacket.

“Hey Charlie were you a boy scott?”

Charles pauses “Well yes actually but why?”

“You’re always prepared.”

Charles groans picking me and pressing me against the wall, I wrap my legs around him as he works his fingers then his cock inside of me.

Charles takes me up against the hallway wall thrusting hard and deep inside of me. We both give in completely to desires taking what we need from each other thru bites, touches and thrust. We let the stress from the day give way to pure sensation. Before long I'm brought to orgasm staining the dress shirt Charles never took off. Charles follows shortly after releasing within me as I hang onto him never wanting to let go.

“Oh thatsch just dischguschting Picklesch, you schouldn't fuck robotsch, you'll get a computer virus in your ass.” I open my eyes and see Nathan and Murderface open mouthed, looking at us in shock.

I flip Murderface the bird “Don't call my fiancé a robot.” I tell him.

“You’re what!” sputters Murderface.

Charles puts me down and turns to Murderface while clamly fastening his pants “His fiancé.” Charles says point blank “Do you have a problem with that William?”

“Yesch...I should get married before a robot.” Murderface grumbles.

“Oh what, want to wear a wedding dress for me?” teases Nathan kissing Murderface's cheek.

“Fuck you! Who says I'd ever marry you” screeches Murderface, but I notice he's smiling “Besidesch if one of ush were to wear a dressch it would be you not me.” smiling Nathan drags Murderface off but not before I hear Murderface screech.

“Wasch it juscht me or wasch the robot wearing women's panties?”

Charles blushes bright red then looks at me quizzically “How long have they?”

“I don't know, just found out about it today.”

“Poor Nathan. That whole Dethmintue situation must have been hell on him today.”

I nod “Want to add kitten abuser to the media accusations? I think does Dethmintue doods have earned it.”

Charlie pauses, and then breaks out in a grin “Would you like to help me make the calls?”

“Totally.” I whisper kissing him.
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