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In the past month, three bodies have been fished out of the Bishop City Channel, all naked and bearing strange symbols carved into their flesh. The victims have no apparent connection between them, the first being a nineteen year old nursing student from South End, the second a high flying business man from North End, and the third an elderly woman from East Side.

Very little evidence has been found to aid in the search for the person responsible for the murders, and the tension in the city is high. Going out alone after dark is strongly advised against, and the police is asking the public to be on their guard.

A hotline has been set up for people to report anything and anyone suspicious.

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Jun 27 2013, 11:47 PM #16

Alex watched quietly as Charlee unbuttoned his shirt, which was crumpled after the many hours he had spent at the precinct. He sighed with content as she pulled him closer, her fingers touching his bare skin, producing a chill that ran through him from the nape of his neck and down to his toes.

“I am tired,” he agreed, reaching behind himself to take one of her hands. Intertwining his fingers with hers, he pulled her towards the bedroom. The blinds were half-open, casting light stripes across the beige bedspread. The rest of the room was bathed in darkness and shadows, but it was a comforting oblivion, a refuge from the rest of the world.

Pulling her close again, he pressed his lips hotly against her forehead, letting the kiss linger for a moment before he hoisted her up in his arms and carried her to the bed.


ETA: SO. In case you haven't noticed, this is where it starts getting saucy. If you don't want to see Alex and Charlee bump uglies... look away now!
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Jul 3 2013, 03:06 AM #17

Charlee kicked her shoes off at the front door before she let Alex pull her through to the bedroom behind him. She nibbled on her bottom lip thoughtfully as they moved through the dark apartment and was only a little surprised when he pulled her to him again, lips pressed to her forehead, body once again close to hers. The sign of affection was noted, and she helped him hoist her into his arms with the slightest jump to wrap her legs around his waist.

Charlee’s mouth was on his again in a matter of moments, and before they fell back on the bed together, she pushed his shirt as far down his arms as she could before he had to do the rest. Her fingers raked through his hair gingerly as her mouth moved to press kisses along his jaw line again and up to his temples, round to his forehead and back. Tender, careful, even as her hands started to shake only the slightest bit.
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Jul 8 2013, 12:02 AM #18

Alex hesitated above Charlee, looking down on her as she lay on the bed. Her hair was fanned out around her head, a rich auburn color in the sparse lighting. He leaned down to kiss her again, feeling her trembling fingers burrow into his hair, pulling gently and creating an exquisite pressure on his scalp. Their lips broke apart, but hers continued tracing the outline of his face with gentle kisses.

He closed his eyes, letting his hand roam down the side of her torso until it came to a rest on her hip. Her shirt had ridden up there, exposing a patch of warm, soft skin. He caressed it with his thumb for a moment, before starting to pull the shirt over her head. When it was off, he straightened to get rid of his own shirt. He tossed it aside and it landed on the floor next to the bed.

Leaning down again, he nuzzled into the crook of her neck, breathing deeply. God, he loved her, every little thing about her. He couldn’t lose her; and yet, even as their bodies were pressed so close together, he could feel her slipping away, maybe not in this moment, but sometime. He couldn’t change, not even for her, and his cunning mistress would always demand more.

He placed a fervent kiss on her neck, just below her ear, then another next to it, and another, until he had made his way to her mouth again.
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Jul 9 2013, 11:02 PM #19

Charlee was quickly learning that life was much safer when you could draw a line in the sand and stay on the safe side, oblivious to the raging tide on the opposite. But there was no line to be drawn here, no visible tide to stay away from. There was only the tugging of heart strings as he looked down at her so hesitantly, kissed her so gently and made her forget just how upset she had been before her heart started racing for a whole other reason. The tugging was telling two different stories; she loved him, loved him so much that she could forget this whole mess ever happened and things could go back to normal – it also told her to cherish these moments with him because her heart could not remain restless. This realization hit as a fresh set of tears stung closed eyes, and she held him closer, lips parting to deepen the kiss she wanted to lose herself in.

One hand stayed entwined in his hair, the other shifted down to the belt of his pants, working her fingers to unhook his belt and pulled it through the loops, disposing it somewhere behind them with their shirts. Charlee undid the button of his pants and slid the fly down, hooking her thumbs in the waistband of his boxers and his pants to push down, again as far as she could go. She didn't notice the small whimper that came from her lips as she slid her hands up his bare back, fingertips digging into the soft skin at the base of his spine.
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Jul 16 2013, 11:14 PM #20

“I love you,” Alex breathed into Charlee’s hair. That was the third time he’d said it tonight. The words couldn’t possibly convey the reality of his emotions, but what else was there? He trailed a line of kisses down her neck and along her collarbone. Her hands traveled to the waistband of his slacks, and he sat up straighter to allow her to unbuckle his belt.

Her fingernails scraped along his spine, and he groaned as he leaned in. His face hovered above hers, and he gazed into her eyes. He smiled as he lifted a hand to stroke a lock of hair from her forehead and tuck it behind her ear. “You’re so beautiful.”

He bridged the distance between their lips. The heat was rising from her bare skin and mingling with the heat that was emanating from his, together almost unbearable. As he kissed her, he let his fingers of one hand weave their way into her silky hair. The other ghosted along her torso to her jeans, where he struggled to unfasten the button.

Breaking the kiss, he laughed softly. “Dammit. A little help?”
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Jul 20 2013, 03:50 AM #21

Charlee had never doubted Alex’s sincerity when he spoke the three words, but she was sure she hadn’t heard a display of them like this before. She heard the whisper into her hair and nuzzled her nose into his neck, breath catching as his kisses trailed a line of fire down her jaw. “I know,” Because sometimes that was just as important to hear as the words themselves.

Charlee had never been so close and felt far away with him at the same time before. Of course they’d been in this situation before, this tugging and pulling to get closer, the swollen lips, the kissing in the dark and the feel of skin on skin until they were one. He had been her first and now the familiarity of him made this seem like a second heartbeat but from a world away. She kissed him back, hand rising to rake through his hair again, stopping at the base of his neck to hold him. She adjusted her legs around him as his hand slid in between the two of them, letting them fall flat on the bed to make that little bit more space between the two of them. She laughed after he did and nodded, letting go of him as she leaned up to kiss him again.

“Man takes down hardened criminals, she teased as she undid the button of her jeans, wiggling out of them and her panties, “is defeated by pair of jeans.” Charlee leaned up and left her lips on his while propped herself onto her elbows to slide her bra off as well, tossing it aside carelessly. She fell back onto the bed with a huff, bringing him with her, arms wrapped around his torso again while she kissed his shoulder. “What a headline.”

Charlee’s fingertips traveled down his sides to his hips, teasing his skin while she nibbled on the tender skin of his shoulder. ”I love you too,” she murmured against his skin.
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Jul 24 2013, 09:05 PM #22

“Well, let’s not call the newspapers,” he said with a grin, though one that was frayed at the edges. “I think I’ve read my name enough to last me a lifetime.” Every day with his breakfast, there’d be a new story to go along with it. It wasn’t always the front page, but it was always there, some new spin on the Symbologist or some complaint about how the police department should be doing more.

Abruptly, he shut down that line of though. He looked down at Charlee as she slithered out of the troublesome pants, smiling and filling his mind with the vision of every inch of skin that was revealed. She threw herself back onto the pillows, drawing him with her, and he chuckled at her eagerness, but at the same time, inflamed by it.

He propped himself up with a hand on either side of her head. His eyes locked on hers as he entered her, and he felt the world become very small and very big as the sensation rushed into him. Time and place and circumstances, everything ceased to matter as they moved together, chasing each other into oblivion.
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Jul 24 2013, 11:48 PM #23

Charlee’s fingertips raked through his hair as he paused over her, and a smile played across her lips when he spoke of newspapers. She knew it had been bothering him, and she would have done anything to fix it for him. He was doing everything he could and his relationships had been suffering as a result of it. She, very much like him, shut the thoughts out and wrapped her arms and legs around him.

The familiar warmth spread through her, a familiar friend now as the heat spread from between her legs to her tummy, chasing itself to her chest and until her cheeks turned pink and her eyes fluttered closed. Her thighs tightened around him as her hips pushed into his and a whimper escaped from her lips.

The draw back and the push forward quickened the pace of her heart as it repeated, and her fingertips dug into the tender skin on his back as she held on to him. Charlee buried her face in his neck and nipped gently at his skin before her breath quickened and she had to pull back to catch it.

His name was a whisper when she said it, barely audible as she ran her palms flat down over his bum (which was the cutest thing she had ever seen, she’d remarked once or twice) and back up his spine. Charlee only let go of him to slide one hand under his, squeezing his fingers as a whimper escaped her pink lips.
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Aug 14 2013, 10:48 PM #24

Alex moaned softly as he squeezed Charlee’s hand, their fingers intertwining in that familiar, comforting way. The heat built and built inside of him, emanating from his skin, and hers, rolling back and forth between their bodies, like electricity running from pole to pole, never ceasing its endless flow.

He bent his head to nuzzle into the curve of her neck, placing heavy kisses along it. He tasted the salty sheen of her sweat, and the scent of her shampoo, her perfume, her… It filled him, consumed him and pushed his passion higher, almost to the point of the unbearable. In this moment, everything was okay, because there was no room for anything but the way she was making him feel.

If he could have made it last forever, he would have, but the tension in him rose and rose until a string inside him snapped, and he fell from great heights. The fall was thrilling in its breathless chase towards the end, every nerve in his body standing to attention and making him feel just how alive he was, how alive the two of them were.

When he opened his eyes again, he looked down on her, her face flushed against his pillows. He smiled and leaned down to give her a kiss before rolling onto his side with a sigh. He reached for her hand and pulled it to his lips, then placed it over his his heart, his own hand on top of it.. His tattoo was just visible between the gaps between their fingers.
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Aug 18 2013, 11:59 PM #25


Alex’s moan was echoed by herself, and she felt the build up in the tips of her toes. It spread upward like a fire, deep-seeded itself in her belly and until she couldn’t stop it anymore. Charlee let it take over her like and she held onto him tightly as it took them both over like a wave. She gasped for air, having not realized that she’d been holding her breath in the first place.

She was spent. When Charlee opened her eyes again, Alex was looking down at her. She reached up to cup his cheek in her hand and kissed him back, only letting him go as he rolled over. She took the moment to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling at a slower pace now that she’d had a moment to collect herself. She reached down and pulled the bed sheet to their waists before he reached for her hand.

Charlee smile, curled closer to his chest and tucked her head under his chin. She let her fingers dig into the soft flesh of his chest, feeling the heartbeat there beneath the heat of her palm. ”I’m sorry I yelled at you.”
The apology, as sincere as it was, was coming from tired lips and Charlee couldn’t help the yawn that followed. ”But that was worth it.”

Charlee turned her face back to look up at him with a smile on her face and kissed him sweetly. ”Goodnight, love.”
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Oct 19 2013, 08:25 PM #26

“I’m sorry too, Charlee,” Alex murmured, with a lazy half-grin for her comment after the apology. His eyes were closed, but he didn’t need to see her to know that she meant what she said. He meant his words too. He was sorry. Not for the choice he had made, but for the way that choice had made her feel. Sorry that choices like this existed, that tonight’s sacrifice wouldn’t be the last.

But it was the last for today. Now he could hold her close and breathe her, feel her fall asleep next to him, safe. When she shifted her weight off his chest, he opened his eyes. He received her kiss with another smile, sighing contently as she pulled away and settled her head on his arm again.

“Sleep tight,” he whispered, bending his neck to place a kiss in her hair. Maybe he would sleep as well. Her slumbering form next to him provided an anchor to which he could tie his unquiet mind, his frantically spinning thoughts. Maybe that would be enough tonight.
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