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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 6 only one thing could make it better
Told by Pickles

9:00 am

I wake up to Charlie's gentle prodding, I'm severely hung over, which is not surprising considering I was playing a drinking game called tablero with Nathan last night; (I totally kicked his ass) but Charles soon has me fixed up and moving. He's probably the best thing that ever happened to me.

11:30 am
Charles is rushing us to get down to the meeting room after one hell of a good shower. While he gets dressed I reach my hand into my pocket making sure the jewelry box I bought last night is still there. When I'm done having my way with Charlie later today; I'm gonna do what’s either the smartest or the dumbest thing I've ever done. I'm gonna ask him to marry me.

1:00 pm

Meetings are a lot more interesting when you know your manager is wearing red silk panties. When, with every step he takes, your picturing red silk sliding across his perfect ass and pressing against his cock.

The thought of it is making me ridiculously horny. Ever since I watched him put those underwear on this morning I've been longing to rip them off and fuck his brains out.

Despite the agony of my having to wait to play with my lover, the meeting is going relatively smoothly.

“Dam it Toki that stuff stinks!” -BLEEECCCCHHH

Then again...I watch as Nathan barfs into the room's wastebasket for ten solid minutes. Guess I wasn't the only one with a hangover after last night’s tablaro.

I vaguely remember him mentioning he had a Valentines Day date this afternoon. I hope his date understands. He’s probably not gonna make it at this rate... that is... if he even remembers the date. Nathan's memory ain't exactly the greatest in the best of circumstances let alone when he's hung over.

The meeting ends and I walk over to Charlie planning to drag him off to his bedroom but I'm interrupted by a bouncing Toki clutching a box; he pulls it open and hands me what looks like another one of his handmade presents.

“Happy Valentinsdag Pickles” he chirps.

I glance at it. It’s a macaroni picture of a rum bottle pouring out hearts. I have to smile.

“Toki theat’s greeat wit de rum bottle and all dood” I tell him.

He's all happy I like it and turns to give Charles one as well, before scampering off to devour Valentines Day sweets.

I turn to Charles. Grabbing his hand I race towards his bedroom pulling him after me. Once we get there I pull the door tight behind us. “Hey Charlie…” I mummer wrapping my arms around him, “Happy Valentines Day.”

He smiles and lowers his lips to mine kissing me firm and strong taking my breath away.

I strip off his jacket then run my hands up his chest enjoying how he shivers and gasps as my fingers caress him.

He starts backing me towards the bed, his hands running up and down my back stopping to fondle my ass. I moan at his touch, kissing him all the more passionately as my growing hard on strains against the denim of my jeans.

When we've reached the bed, he pushes me down into a sitting position then reaches over and pulls off my tee shirt, tossing it aside. I reach up and unbutton his dress shirt sliding it off before grabbing his tie and pull him down on top of me.

Charles kisses me then moves his lips down my bare chest biting and licking with abandon until he reaches the waist band of my pants. I groan, enjoying the feel of clothing sliding off me as he pulls my pants and underwear away. I reach up stroking his face. “You gonna show off those cute panties for me?” I ask.

Charles smiles that sexy smile I love so much, leaning back he undoes his own pants pulling them down enough to reveal the undergarment in question “I take it you approve?” he purrs stroking his impressive erection thru the fabric.

Oh hell yes I approve!

I do my best to show him just how much I approve, as I shift so I can kiss his cock thru the panties. My body aches sweetly when he moans at my attention. I slip the underwear down enough to release his cock from it's silk imprisonment. It twitches lightly against my hand. I grab it running my thumb over the head, enjoying the feel of the soft smooth skin before I slide my mouth over it.

Charles groans as I grab the back of his thighs pulling him towards me and further into my mouth. I slowly start to move my head up and down sucking on Charles, savoring the feel of his arousal.

“Jesus fucking Christ you’re a good cock sucker” he groans. I have to suppress a giggle. Sex is the only time I ever hear Charles swear and it never ceases to amuse me.

“Wanna return de favor babe?” I ask. He nods slightly and after some maneuvering we position ourselves on the bed into a side by side 69. Charles’ pants get fully removed somewhere in the process. But I refuse to let him fully out of those panties. They look too good hugging his ass.

I start to suck him off again, while Charles takes my own member in hand sliding it between his lips. Oh mother fucking douchbags that feels good! Way too fucking good! Overcome, I'm soon cumming inside that sweet mouth of his as I scream his name over and over around his cock. He gasps clawing into my thighs, following my orgasm, filing my mouth with his seed.

We lay together after, wrapped in each others arms. I fall asleep listening to his heart beat.

330pm
I wake up and Charles is sitting in bed beside me surrounded by a lap top, a cell phone, and a giant pile of papers, as he conducts business.

He's wearing nothing but those red panties and a tie, (life is good!) There's only one thing that could make today even better. Hopping off the bed I grab my pants and fish the jewelry box out of my pocket.

Charles looks at me in shock as I position myself on one knee on the side of the bed. “Charles bein wit ya has made me tha happiest guy alive and I wanna know will ya spend da rest of yer life wit me?”

“What?” asked Charles

“Will ya marry me babe?”

I wait for Charles to say yes. I've been picturing him leaping into my arms and making wedding plans ever since I bought the ring. But, what he says is “I'm sorry Pickles, I can't.”

..... Fuck…I need a drink!
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