Sep 6, 2015
So does that mean you like the man for his big cock? Using a 55 year old man for his dick, that's harsh.
Oh my God, you’re twisting my words.
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So does that mean you like the man for his big cock? Using a 55 year old man for his dick, that's harsh.
Oh my God, you’re twisting my words.
You like the 40 year older man a lot?
I guess so.
Slaps the booty.
“Hi to you too.”
John heard what Liam's mother said and raised a brow, looking at Liam. He was amazed how the other was playing off the fact that they were just spending a lot of time together. And some of the time, Liam was spending it bent over the desk and adding to the drawer of everytime they had sex in his office. He enjoyed the fact it was a way to count, plus he was sure Liam didn't mind it either. He walked the boy, watching the parents walk downstairs. "Grab your panties and some leggings." He winked.
Liam remained silent and waited for his parents to head back downstairs. Once John spoke to him and winked, Liam rolled his eyes and chuckled. The blonde reached under his bed where a US postage box was. Inside of it was a few containers that were covered up with different duct tapes to hide the insides. He opened two of them and showed his panties and leggings and looked at John. “Pick for me?”
John looked at the boy's parents and then to Liam and gave a soft smile. "He tends to be a good boy when at my office." He spoke, not really realizing how that could probably give away that they see each other rather often. He just kept his eyes on the boys parents before turning back to Liam. "Get your stuff you need."
“Oh yeah, he’s been volunteering over there at the station.” His mother mentioned. Liam had passed it off as that to his parents as all the time he spent at the station. Honestly, Liam could from how much he learned just sitting in there and listening in to everything. He could sort paperwork and not just be there between John’s legs and make everyone suspicious. Liam nodded at John and grabbed his duffle and packed it quickly.
John heard the teen moving behind the door, but he wasn't moving. He was just listening to Liam. "You know, Stiles was the type that looked for trouble, so I don't know if he was a good example." John chuckled and turned his head, sighing softly. "You aren't alone anymore Liam, you have someone that wants to help you." He spoke, not really sure how to say anything through a door, but he could hear the other sniffling. "You know, if you opened the door, I could kiss you." He spoke, chuckling.
Liam didn't know much about Stiles and Scott before the whole werewolf issue, but he knew things were different than now. John's words made him swallow hard. When he spoke about opening the door, he rolled his eyes and reached for the knob, opening it only a little bit as a sign he could come in. The room was pretty much destroyed. His dresser had broken picture frames, his backpack had ben slammed against the wall causing holes and scrapes in the paint and the floor was covered in some torn blankets.
John was glad that the door didn't actually hit his face when it was forced closed. He heard the boy sit against the door, Liam must have forgotten this wasn't the first time he went through a 16 year old having a temper issue. He sat down on the other side of the door, and just stay quiet for a moment. "People called the station over noise, so I thought I'd come down and see what's up. Do you feel like telling me what's going on now?" He sat outside the door, his back against the door.
"They don't mind their own buisness." He growled under his breath. He heard the other lean his back against the other side of the door and swallowed hard. "You're not gonna leave until I tell you, so..." He shrugged, even though it couldn't be seen. "Today just... hit me. I just..." The blonde began to struggle with his words, getting angry all over again and slamming his fist on the ground. "I just wanted to be a normal kid. None of this IED. None of this werewolf crap. I just wanted to be a kid that played lacrosse and got to go to parties. Instead, Scott and Stiles and everyone in our group including me are dealing with things we shouldn't have to. We're kids. We all just wanted to be normal... freaking kids..." Liam's anger drifted to sadness as he stood up, moving from the door as he wiped tears from his eyes.