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Chad’s heart didn’t just ache, it broke at the desperation in Romeo’s voice. The excitement in his pants for breath, the eager rocks of his body.

“You’d let me kill?”

Romeo turned Chad’s head with his iron grip, and Chad felt the heat of his mouth, the awe in his shaky gasps, and just before their lips touched, Chad breathed out a yes.

Chapter Thirteen

The taste of Romeo filled Chad’s mouth, nothing short of intoxicating. It was a drug made for him, and he sank helplessly under its influence. Each time a hesitation threatened to rear up, Romeo’s lips dunked him deeper and stole all his air until he no longer cared if he surfaced or not.

Chad dropped, boneless, onto the bed. Romeo picked at his buttons before growing too impatient and tearing the shirt open. Chad blinked in surprise at his shirt being flung open so violently, and as if a switch had been flicked, the numbers on his chest burned, and a barrage of shame descended.

His defiled body on display.

Chad moved him arms to cover them, but Romeo anticipated him and grabbed his wrists. He panted as he placed Chad’s hands back above his head, squeezing them into the mattress that smelled like them again. The look burning bright in his eyes told Chad not to cover up, he wanted to see all of Chad. Even if the sight of his scarred body rolled his own stomach, it still excited Romeo.

“You don’t need to hide anything from me. I’m the one person in this world you’ll never need to hide from.”

He said the words like it was easy, splaying open his head and heart and revealing all his sordid secrets, all the things he was too ashamed to share.

“We don’t need to hide anything from each other.”

Chad shut his eyes as soon as they started to sting, but his lip trembled, giving his torment away. Romeo leaned over him and took Chad’s lip in his mouth, sucking the quivering flesh until the impending despair retreated, and lust resumed in its place.

“Okay?” Romeo asked.

Chad nodded, despite knowing he wasn’t.How could any of this be okay?

He stared at the white ceiling while Romeo undressed him in a flurry of movement. In no time his detective suit lay in tatters on the floor, leaving him naked, all scars and imperfections on display. His mind was his last protection from the monster, but Romeo was destroying it with ease.

Letting Romeo kill.

It was a thought, nothing more, a thought that hid in the shadowed place of Chad’s mind.

Romeo undressed, surged up the bed and sealed their lips together. He coaxed out a long moan, and seduced Chad’s mouth with leisurely brushes. The sweaty sheets clung to his back, but one sweep of Romeo’s tongue across his lips ignited a wave of chills.

Chad’s mind had broken, but the pieces were all there. He still knew the thought was just that, a thought. A seed that hadn’t been planted, but one that he’d taken with him, and he tried to rise back to the surface, and tell Romeo as such, but Romeo didn’t let him. He kissed, and gripped, and held Chad under the darkness until he stopped struggling and surrendered to it.

Romeo pulled back and shot him an awed smile that shattered all sanity. He trailed his mouth down Chad’s throat, lapping up the hitched breaths and the low vibrations he tried to contain.

Thatthought, had Romeo kissing him like he was salvation, like Chad had just offered him the world, and in a way he had. He’d given Romeo a window into his mind, one he hadn’t seen through before, and if his pants and groans were anything to go by, what he saw was an arousing revelation.

The thought could set him free.

Romeo mapped his chest, tracing each cruel number. The gentle caresses made them burn fiercer, and Chad fidgeted, but obediently kept his hands in place by his head.

Romeo kissed and sucked life back into his flailing heart, filling the number one imprinted on his insides. He almost pictured it, the embers glowing bright against the red flesh. He was Romeo’s final victim, one Romeo couldn’t be without, one that haunted him.

Chad leaned up in time to see his nipple sucked into Romeo’s warm mouth. He tortured it with slow strokes of his soft tongue while abusing Chad’s other nipple with his rough fingers. He bucked at the sensation, but couldn’t lift his hips high enough to rub against Romeo on all fours over him.

Romeo paused for a second. The expression on his face screamed out love, but his pupils swelled with lust.

“You’ll let me.”

He whispered the words before resuming his assault on Chad’s body.

New pieces of Chad’s mind conspired against him, switching to Romeo’s side. How could it be a bad thought if it made Romeo so happy?

Romeo leaned back and stared at him with shiny eyes.

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