In Oz Drabble Tree, No One Can Hear You Scream
It's time for another Oz Drabble Tree! This is our 6th drabble tree! If you're new to this, check out: The First Ever Oz Drabble Tree, The Return of Oz Drabble Tree, The Little Oz Drabble Tree That Could, Are You There God? It's Oz Drabble Tree and Oz Drabble Tree Knows Best
( The Rules )
( The Rules )
“What you call me, asshole?” The smile on Eddie Drake’s handsome face was feral and dangerous as he watched blood pour from the junkie’s nose.
“You gonna let him do that? Police brutality is gonna make me rich. Jus’ wait 'til I talk to a lawyer,” was wheezed out as the man desperately tried to wipe his face with his dirty shirt, his scraggly red hair swinging from side to side.
“What make you think you’re going to live long enough to call one. Take a walk, El--You were never here,” Marshal Drake threw over his shoulder as he advanced on Fin’s informant.
“No, Stabler… Don’t let him…”
“You better apologize, Darden. You see, this one’s a U. S. Marshal and he doesn’t answer to me or One P. P.”
“I’m sorry, okay. Geez--Can’t you guys take a joke?”
“No,” Eddie deadpanned, blue eyes glaring. Only someone who truly knew him would know that Eddie Drake was having a good time. Darden just pissed his pants.
~*~
Later on, as he walked out of the bathroom, Eddie smirked, that look still in his eyes.
“You didn’t have to break the kid’s nose,” Elliot told him from the bed.
“Nobody calls me your bitch.”
“Not even me?”
“You want a broken nose, too?”
“You could try.”
“If I try, you gonna spank me?”
“I’m not into spanking.”
“Too bad. You know, smacking that kid made me hard.”
“I thought I made you hard.”
“You make me very hard.”
“Glad to hear it. Now, c’mere.”
Eddie smiled his feral smile as he walked to Elliot, grabbing Stabler’s cock under the covers.
“You’re hard, too,” Eddie observed.
“And I never smacked anybody.”
“The night’s still young.”
Reply
Leave a comment