Tears Of The Soul; Attyston

[Attyston Thomas]

I mentally smirk as I feel him shiver against me before he takes my lips in his teeth. I whine and smile contentedly as Connor quickly falls back into the kiss, my hands running back up his scarred body. He may have been flawed, but he was perfect to me. He was perfect for me. I frown as he pulls back to cough, worry creasing my brow. "Look." I start, shaking my head and trying to sit up.
"We should just stop. You need to eat and lying on the floor naked isn't helping you any." I say, frowning.

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Connor complained softly as Attyston began to sit up and said they should stop. He didn't want to..he was tired of his own body ruining all his moments. "Fine.." He finally mumbled, sitting stubbornly in Attyson's lap and reaching for the pudding. It wasn't the healthiest, but at least it was food. He ate a spoonful swloely, swallowing and looking down into the little plastic cup as if concentrating, uneven breaths soft. After a moment he took another bite, and then finished off the container. He felt even hungrier than normal and knew it was his bodies cravings getting the best of him. Getting to his feet a bit unsteadily, he wandered to the trash and threw his garbage away, setting the spoon in the sink and pausing to lean against the counter a moment before starting back towards Attyston again.

[Attyston Thomas]

I let him stay on my lap and I wrap my arms around his waist, laying my head on Connor's chest as I watched him eat the pudding. It wasn't the most healthy thing, but whatever would get something into his stomach. When he gets up I reach for my pudding and take a small bite of it before looking over at Con as he came back. "We should put our clothes back on, and eat mine." I say, holding out my cup to him while my green eyes look around for his towel and my pants.

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"Maybe.." He agreed as Attyston began to look for their things. He took the pudding cup, agotated that he actually didn't want to complain, and gradually finished that one as well before heading back to toss it. After a second return, he snatched Att's clothes and his towel both, sticking his tongue out playfully. His legs shook where he stood, and he struggled to keep on his feet, finally handing the clothes over and covering back up with the towel, dropping onto the couch with a soft huff.

[Attyston Thomas]

I sigh as he takes the pudding from me before eating it and getting up to throw it away. I stand once I finally notice my shorts and huff as Connor scampers over to pick them up.
I frown as he shakes before handing my shorts over and I pull them on, sitting beside him on the couch. I gently pull him into my arms and then pull a blanket over both of us, hoping to at least keep Con warm and comfortable.

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Connor curled up against him, snuggling into the blanket and farther into Attyston's arms as well. He really was happy to be with him, quite honestly. Sighing, he closed blue eyes and rested his head on Att's shoulder, before shifting his weight and curling up with his head in his lap. That exhaustion had returned, coming out of pretty much nowhere, and he found he was rather drowsy after their little love fest a moment ago. He chuckled a bit to himself at the thought. "Love you..." He whispered lightly, beginning to drift off already.

[Attyston Thomas]

A small grin crosses my face as he snuggled into me and I hold him tighter, loving having him so close. I press my lips to Connor's temple as he lays his head on my shoulder before chuckling as he squirms around, eventually ending up with his head on my lap. I brush some hair from his face, riaisng my eyebrows at his chuckle. I wanted to ask what he was thinking, but decided to let him fall asleep.
"I love you, too." I reply, settling back against the pillow and closing my green eyes. A nap did seem nice, though food would rock, too, but I didn't have the heart to try and move Con.

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Connor had to say it..had to let him know just in case. For him, he never knew when the last time he'd wake would be. Never knew what last words might be spoken, what last emotional responses might be left behind. Attyston was right..he needed help, bad. He hadn't had anything terribly wrong happen in awhile, except the occasional chest pains, abdomen pains, coughing up a bit of blood. But he hadn't been with Att at the time, and he didn't want to scare him.
Alongside troubled thoughts, Connor eventually drifted into that exhaustion, relaxing with shallow breaths slowing as he slept sound in Attyston's arms.
His sleep was riddled with the whispers of old nightmares though.

'C'mon Con, show me what you got huh?! I know you do it for guys on the streets.....'
One image faded to the next. Adam laughing, then Dyson at school, the fights in the halls. Christy hiding with Jon there after them both, though she'd never seen the extent of abuse, had been taken out of the house before it started.
Then hands around his throat....

Connor began to wheeze in his sleep, mumbling to be let go, not to touch him there...that he hurt, god that hurt please stop. And suddenly nails dug into Attyston's chest and Connor screeched, jerking awake in panic and squirming, clawing the arms around him, mind still telling him they were his fathers. "Let m-me go!" He screamed helplessly, beginning to cough.

[Attyston Thomas]

I'd since leaned my head against the back of the couch, dozing off. My head snapped up as Connor's mumblings reached my ears and I contimplated on waking him but then decided against it, hoping that he'd just fall back asleep. I sit up as he starts to started to go on about pain, begging someone to stop. I bite my lower lip and frown, wanting to wake him. "Ow! Con, stop!" I screech as his nails dug into my chest before he started to scratch at my arms. I attempt to shove him away, though it was pretty hard with the blanket. "Wake up!" I yowl, landing a hand on his shoulder and shaking him roughly.

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Connor jerked and flinched away as he was shaken. It was enough to clear his head and he sniffled, peering through blurred eyes as tears streamed down his cheeks, and whimpered when he realized what he'd done to Attyston's chest and arms. He scrambled back brokenly. "I'm s-s-sorry..." He sobbed, shaking.

[Attyston Thomas]

I look at the red scratch marks that crossed my arms, the few pin pricks of blood where his nails had dug into my chest. I'd had worse, though the scratches burned. "Its fine." I say, shaking my head as I leaned forward and reached out to wipe the tears from Connor's cheeks. "It was just a nightmare, you didn't do it on purpose." I continue, opening my arms to him in the hope that he'd let me hold him. I really wasn't worried about me, I was worried about Con. It had just been a dream, but it was obviously some sort of memory, too, which bothered me. It bothered me that someone had hurt him, though it was obvious from his skin.

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Connor curled back up in Attyston's arms again uncertainly, sighing shakily and kissing over his chest sullenly. He was terrified to go back to sleep, have those nightmares and memories return again.He coughed, clearing his throat and sniffling again, heart racing where his chest pressed to Attyston's

[Attyston Thomas]

I hold him to me tightly, pressing my lips to his cheek softly. "Its not a big deal, just some scratches." I continue, hoping to calm him down a bit. It had scared me spitless for a moment but I'd since gotten over it. I sigh as Connor kissed over my chest and I brush some of the hair from his face. "You're alright, I'm not gonna hurt you." I add, tilting his face up to mine to kiss him gently before letting him go again. I settle back against the pillow, still holding Con to me. I absently pull the blanket over the both of us again, my hand running over his scarred back soothingly. "I love you." I sigh, my gaze still shaken but adoring as I looked at him.

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Connor kissed him softly,his blue eyes still frightened. Withdrawal probably wasn't helping the influence of nightmares, the possibility of hallucinations. "I-I-I love y-you too..." He rasped, eventually beginning to relax a bit in Attyston's arms. He really did feel safe there, felt like he didn't have to worry, that he could trust him.

[Attyston Thomas]

I could see the fear in his eyes even after we kissed, and I mentally sighed. It might take a couple minutes for him to calm down, but I could wait. I smile at Connor happily after he replies that he loved me, too, and feel him relax. I hold him close and continue rubbing his back, planting a string of kisses down his cheek to his collarbone. "You don't want to go back to sleep, do you?" I ask softly, pulling back to look at him, my green eyes tired. I hadn't been tired earlier, but now I was. But, if Con didn't want to be alone, I wouldn't fall asleep on him. "You want me to go get us some water?" I ask, already sitting up.