the mark 2

deep conversation

To the hotel, type in the morning, stood under the warm water work his head lift up, to have a hand to his neck to rub, has his eyes were closed to take deep breaths, turning his head has he heard the door open, his eyes looked up and down has he saw tharn enter, type gulped when he looked over his face, signing he turned his head back to place his arms to the shower wall, palm down to sulk a bit.
Tharn looked him up and down with a smile for his deamonor to then step to him to wrap his arms about to place his chin to his shoulder to peer his eyes to him.
"Type..... It's not your fault."
Type signed once more.
"I'm starting to think being drunk is not an excuse tharn......I still can't believe I....."
Moving his arms to types, he then moved them back to wrap about his body to then move one up to then turn types head that was saturated with warm water.
There eyes Darted.
"It is an excuse, you were also in duress, and type, I have done worse to you."
Type rolled his eyes to then move his head from his grasp to look forward.
"Mmm."
Tharn looked him over, to then start to take a hand lower, type took in a deep inhale when he felt that familiar had to his erection.
"Tharn......" He cooed.
Tharn smiled to then place his lips to his neck to start to suckle a bit.
Type couldn't help but bite into his bottom lip has that hand started to go up and down, creating a very stiff and hardened member.
"Ah tharn....."
Type couldn't help but remove himself from tharns grasp to then turn him about to place his hands to the back of his neck to then push him to the other wall to plant his lips to his, tharn wrapped his arms about his body to consume.
With the erections laying to the other, they both moved up and down.
Getting enough of that type of fore play, tharn moved his hands down to make type jump up, to wrap his legs about to take him to the other wall, to move his groin back a bit to then thrust deeply inside, type gasped a moan has he was entered fully.
After one astounding round, the two dried, were to there sides in a close embrace, taking deep breathe has the heat from the shower was still upon them.
Tharn then opened his eyes to move up his hand to types chin to then move his head to his, there eyes darted.
"It's not your fault type."
Type signed to look him over.
"We.... Need to go home, sure my mother is long gone after everything she heard......I don't want you to be in the world to long tharn. Anything could happen."
Tharn raised an eye brow to become a bit playful, he then moved that hand down to start to go lower to place his hand over types limp member.
"Mm, think it already has." He smirked.
Type rolled his eyes to shake his head a bit.
"Ha.... Ha..... Now come on."
Tharn signed to nod, getting out of there embrace they then got dressed to go about home.
Parked, type got out first to look about, to then signal for tharn, he got out to step to type to place his hand to his, they looked to the other deeply.
"So protective type."
Type smiled, then it disappated when he looked over his cheek, turning his head he hung it a bit.
"Let's go inside."
Type then pulled tharn along for tharn to roll his eyes.
To the door, type placed his key in to then be twirled and made to be wrapped about tharn, to then be placed to a near by wall, has tharn kicked the door shut to lock it with one hand.
The two couldn't help but be over the each other even though they were intimate a few hours prior.
Hearing a cough, they both took the tongues out of the others mouth to part to turn there heads to look over types mother, who stood a few feet away, in shock and surprise, type then made himself be dropped down, to then hang his head to fix himself, than turned to place his body to the wall to eye her without an expression.
"Haven't gone?"
Types eyes widen to then turn his head to look to tharn.
"Tharn!"
She shook her head.
"Type, I.... Need to talk to you come on."
Type looked back to her to take a deep breathe to then follow, tharn watched them go to sign.
To a room, type looked over his mother to then eye a chair to then sit down, to still have his eyes to her.
She placed a bit, to then take a deep breathe to then turn to go to the other chair to sit, a bit leaned over to look at her cupped hands.
"So...... Is it true? You killed the men who were responsible for your father's...."
Type took a deep breathe in.
"I'd...... Rather not really talk about it."
His mother made a face to then look up.
"Type."
He signed to then look down.
"They..... Weren't the only ones I killed, I became a contracted mercenary for a bit, then moved on to different things, but it's a yes mother, to the question you seek, your son is a murderer."
Her eyes widen to then look down, she couldn't really stomach to look at type.
"I.... Can't believe this....."
"Mother, those men deserved that fate, so did the others I killed. No one was innocent, you have to believe that."
She gulped to then lean back.
"I've...... Always wondered something..... Why was your father...... Killed?"
Type breathed in deep.
"I don't really think you want that answered."
She looked up with pleading eyes.
"Type...."
He signed.
"Father was in things he shouldn't have been, they were going to keep him alive, I found out they gave him an option, your life for his, gave him a choice, he choose his life."
Her heart started to excilerate, darting get eye and quick she then got up from the table to then run.
Type watched her go to then look to the side then up, tharn had been there hiding the whole time, he had his hand to his shoulder to watch her go.
"Type, you need to give her time."
Type settled to then look at the empty space where his mother sat to sign a bit.
"Guess...... Your right....mm.... I'm hungry, let's make breakfest."
Type then removed his hand to then get up to go to the kitchen, tharn watched him go to then eye where his mother went.
Exactly what she is wanting and needing.... Time.
Sighing a bit, tharn then turned to follow type unaware types mother was pulled to the edge.