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the dribble of pre-cum.
He groaned simultaneously with Jared, the flavor sliding over his
tongue, almost as good as the rogue s blood.
What are you doing?
Frankie raised an eyebrow. Don t tell me no one s given you a
blow job before.
Not willingly, Jared said with a tiny grimace that tugged at
Frankie s heart painfully.
Well, I m willing, he whispered. So shut up and enjoy it.
Bending again, Frankie pressed soft kisses to the tops of Jared s
thighs, sliding his hands from slim hips up under Jared s T-shirt to
touch incredibly soft skin. He stroked flat stomach with his fingertips,
as he traced the ridge of vein up the underside of smooth cock with
his tongue, smiling as Jared jerked and almost laughed.
Fanning his fingers over Jared s ribs, Frankie parted his lips over
the head of his cock and slid down slowly, eyes fluttering closed with
ridiculous bliss. He d been determined to show Jared that sex could
be enjoyed, that it didn t have to be violent, but it was already better
than anything else he d ever done, and all thoughts of anything but
need and pleasure filled him, mind and body.
Moaning softly, he sucked gently round the head, dipping his
tongue delicately into the slit, searching out more of the addictive
taste. The rogue was making quietly urgent noises low in his throat,
hips moving erratically against him. It was almost too hot, and
Frankie slid down further, swallowing Jared s length all the way
down, then sucking back up to the head again to swirl his tongue
around. He ran one hand up the rogue s chest, stroking his neck and
jaw, reaching further up to slide a finger over pretty lips.
Fuck, Jared murmured, hips rocking faster. Please, you re
teasing.
Lifting his head, Frankie replaced his mouth with his free hand,
stroking tightly as he licked his lips and swallowed the pre-cum and
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saliva that had pooled in his mouth.
I m not teasing. I m enjoying, he said softly. He added a twist to
his strokes, as he gently pushed two fingers between Jared s lips. The
rogue moaned, sucking hard on his fingers, hips jerking to push his
cock harder through Frankie s fist. It was the sexiest thing he d ever
seen, and Frankie s cock pulsed and throbbed against his zipper, need
consuming him.
Fuck, you re beautiful, he whispered, bending again to suck on
the head of Jared s cock. He worked the length with hand and mouth
while he fucked the rogue s mouth with his fingers. Jared bucked and
writhed against him, moaning and sucking round his fingers, tongue
lapping over fingertips to the same rhythm of Frankie s tongue over
the rogue s dick.
He sucked and swallowed and stroked, and he moaned and sighed,
full of need to feel Jared come, to taste him. He wanted to come
himself, which he was so close to doing without a single touch to his
own cock. Jared whimpered, his dick jerking in his mouth, and he bit
down on Frankie s fingers, sucking hard.
The pain was intense, and Frankie cried out round his mouthful,
coming hard into his pants as Jared flooded his mouth. Moaning
softly, Frankie swallowed and pulled back, shifting over to bite down
on the soft flesh of Jared s inner thigh, groaning at the warm spurt of
sweet blood onto his tongue. The flavor mixed with the bitter salt of
cum, wringing an aftershock of pleasure from his body, and he
shuddered happily, dropping onto his back with a sigh.
There was a long moment of quiet. The only sound was the
panting, as they recovered their breath. Frankie relaxed. Maybe his
lover was a rogue, but he knew Jared wasn t going to kill him, so he
could let down his guard for a least a moment. He closed his eyes and
released a deep breath, trying to hold back a sense of despair.
Did& did you come?
Frankie twisted his head to look up into confused blue eyes.
Yes.
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But we didn t. I didn t. How? Jared frowned, and Frankie
couldn t help a smile.
I told you, I enjoyed it.
Nobody enjoys giving a blow job, Jared said, wrinkling his
nose.
Jay, Frankie said, the nickname coming to him almost naturally.
I got off on you coming in my mouth and sucking on my blood. I
didn t even jack myself and you don t think I enjoyed it?
Jared stared a little longer, then suddenly the confusion and
wonder in his eyes darkened to anger, and he sat up, shoving his dick
back into his pants, zipping, and buttoning up.
Jay?
You re fucking with my head.
Frankie sat up. No, I m not. Why would I?
Why does anyone do anything? Jared snapped. To hurt others.
Now that s bullshit, Frankie snorted. Everybody is not out to
hurt you.
Really? Jared sneered, standing abruptly and looming over him.
Maybe everyone isn t out to hurt you, but that isn t how it works in
my world.
Frankie swallowed back bitter pain, unsure if it was his own or the
rogue s, and reached out to take his hand. It doesn t have to be that
way.
What do you mean?
Things change.
Not for me. If I go back to Bert now, maybe he won t kill me.
Maybe he ll just& Jared trailed off, shaking his head and
swallowing hard.
Just what? Frankie whispered.
Nothing, never mind.
It s not nothing.
Just fuck off, Frankie, okay. Go back to your prissy little pack,
and I ll try to survive.
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What will he do if he doesn t kill you?
I don t know, but it ll be worse than last time.
Last time? Frankie s heart froze at the tone of Jared s voice, the
terror he could detect under the brash defiance.
This is all your fault! Jared shouted, snatching his hand back
and smacking Frankie across the face, hard. You fucking did this to
me. I d be fine if it wasn t for you.
Clutching at his face, Frankie glared up at the rogue. Fine?
Really? Being subjugated, feeling like everyone wants to hurt you,
that s fine, is it?
It s my life.
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