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“I’m sorry,” I murmur. “I know it’s not your fault. Everything is just so messed up.”

He doesn’t say anything, just kisses me fiercely. I taste the salt of his tears mingled with the familiar taste of his mouth and I hold on tight.

We hold each other and reduce our world to just the two of us, perhaps the only thing that makes sense right now. He holds me like he’s afraid to let me go.

Eventually, it grows colder outside as the evening closes in. I shiver in Axel’s lap.

“Let’s go in,” I say softly, and rising to my feet, I hold out my hand and lead him inside. This timeIlead him to the bedroom, help him take his clothes off, and pull him into the bed and under the covers.

We're lying there holding each other, when Axel breaks the silence.

“I wondered why you weren't wearing the Scorpius I gave you,” he says.

“They took all my jewellery when I was admitted,” I tell him. “They said jewellery was for girls.”

“Figured it was something like that.”

We lie there in silence, until the sounds of Axel’s even breathing tells me he’s gone to sleep. The last few days have been emotional, and there are some hard ones ahead. I’m not looking forward to living in a stranger’s house and Axel walking out of my life again so soon, but I know there’s no alternative, so I push those worries out of my head.

Tomorrow we’ll talk, and tomorrow we’ll do what needs be done. Just another month and a half and they can’t force me back. But my life is fucked up anyway. I probably won’t get my final year of secondary school… I’ve missed too much of the year already. Which means, university is out of reach.

I wrap an arm around the warm body next to me and try to hold back the feelings of despair, until sleep finally claims me.

Chapter 32

Wodonga – Next Morning

AXEL

I wake in the very early morning, starving because we didn’t eat dinner before falling asleep last night. Beside me, Justin is still asleep, curled up against my side. Even though it’s something out of my control, I feel ashamed that my mother was a part of the conspiracy to isolate Justin, forcing him to endure the horrors that he did for the last months. I wonder how much she knew about what was happening. Not that it changes her culpability much, but if she knew about the whole gay conversion thing and went along with it… well, what does that say? What does that tell me about her relationship with me too?

Justin can’t have been sleeping deeply, because when I sigh, he rolls over, the mattress shifting beneath us.

“What’s up?” he asks me, as if he hasn’t a clue.

“Just thinking,” I say. “I can’t believe my mother did that. I…”

Justin shuts me up by leaning over and pressing his lips to mine.

“Let’s not spoil our morning together,” he murmurs. “While it’s just you and me…” he trails off, and I realize he’s probably tryingnot to think about the coming weeks. I wonder if I should even be leaving him in Melbourne.

Justin has a determined expression on his face. His Adam's apple bobs as he swallows hard and takes a deep breath. He looks a little conflicted.

“Are you…” I start, but he silences me with a wave of his hand.

“I want to try something,” he gulps. “I want to take control of my life.”

Before I can ask him what he means, he climbs on top of me. My dick is quick to respond, rapidly going hard, and I forget about words. Justin thrusts his hips and our cocks rub together. His hair tumbles around his face as he moves, and he has an expression of fierce concentration on his face. My heart swells just looking at him.

Then he slides down and positions himself between my legs, and his warm wet mouth opens and slides over my swollen cock.

I grunt and throw my head back deeper into the pillows. I want to watch him, but the sensations his sensual lips are bestowing on my cock are too much and my eyes shut of their own volition.

He sucks me and strokes me and plays with my balls until I’m quivering and gasping and dangerously close to my release. Then his fingers slip behind my balls, playing with the sensitive skin there and then there’s no holding back and I come in his mouth. Justin swallows it all down and licks his lips to catch any stray drops.

“S-s-sorry,” I stutter, out of breath and still out of my mind. “I should have warned you.”

“Don’t be sorry,” Justin replies with a grin. “You didn’t catch me by surprise. And I wanted it. Besides, I was hungry. I think you just fed me…”

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