The stun baton came up as he stepped up behind him, jabbed the man in the kidney area and watched as he went down from the electrical charge in the we...apon. Grabbing the man's belt, he picked the limp body up and quickly carried him around the LAV. Opening the door; he shoved him inside the vehicle and closed the door silently.Corporal O'Rourke pulled out the pack of cigarettes and palmed one. Quickly lighting it he started walking again. Coming from the backside of the house, he again started. Such as the agony in which you find yourself. I hope that the morphine is keeping it somewhat at bay, if nothing else.”Kara, of course, made a point of kissing my face repeatedly and letting me see a bit of cleavage in her top. I felt a little rush of excitement and some stiffness, but I was in too much pain to enjoy it. I felt a dull ache in my cock, too, and feared that it might be a catheter. I looked down, unable to resist, and sure enough, there it was. Ugh. I couldn’t wait to be free of. Worth. Mentioning,” she added with an eye roll.“Good. Hang with us.”She grinned at that and took a step towards the door. I opened it and took her hand again. Behind her, Eric did a “Yes!” gesture with his fist. I had her hand. Eric put his hands on her hips. We marched up the stairs together, me practically walking backwards.When we got to our apartment on the third floor, I turned to get my keys out again. Eric’s hands were no longer on her hips. His arms were fully around her waist. His face. The same chill that had run through him the day before when he had taken off his shirt ran up his spine again. He closed his eyes again, a tear forming in each. His hands came up to cover his face, which clenched in a horrid grimace. "Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!" James said aloud, the words echoing in the room. He could already feel that he had no morning wood as well, and he dreaded the thought of looking down further. "Get up, James." He said to himself. "It's not going to change anything if you sit.