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Shut up.

“Because I can’t breathe without you. I want—no I need to be around you twenty-four-seven. I can’t breathe if you’re not in eyesight, and when you’re not touching me. I hate it, I hate being away from you. I can’t stand it.” I sigh.

And worst of all the look he’s giving me, I can’t stand it. The emotionless, the no desire, the same desire that I hold for him. There’s no fire in his eyes, and it makes this all worse. I’m baring my soul to him and he’s standing there like he couldn’t care less.

“Okay, well now that I’ve poured my heart out and you’re just... Well, I’m going to go now.” Biting my bottom lip, I blink, a tear slipping down my cheek.

“So you get to as you put it, pour your heart out, and I get nothing?” he snaps, glaring at me.

I open my mouth to say something, anything, but stop when Tobias starts to advance toward me.

“Shut up. It’s my turn to talk.”

Nodding, I hang my head, scared to look at him.

“Look at me!” he bellows.

He’s a force to be reckoned with. My eyes immediately snap to him and the same fire that held my gaze not long ago is back.As if I hold the moon.

“You do.” He answers the words I had no idea I even spoke out loud. Brushing his thumb across my cheek, I lean into his touch. “You make me a better man. And I don’t say that lightly. Before you I was walking around the Earth, ready to burn it down to the ground because I had no path, no love, all I had was anger. Since I found you, all I’ve wanted to do is protect you from everything, from everyone. I want to wrap you in a bubble where you can’t breathe without me. I want that obsession you want. I can’t tell you how many nights Iwatched you sleep. I watched you every day and every night. Even when I knew it was wrong when I knew I should have let you go. But I couldn’t, I couldn’t live in a world where you weren’t by my side. I knew what it meant for you to be a part of my life, and a stronger man would have walked away. But I can’t, I won’t. I’ll tear this world apart for you, I’ll burn it down. To worship at your feet is the biggest blessing I’ve ever had. I’m more than in love with you, Gabriel Hollow, more than obsessed. I won’t live without you. You won’t ever escape me. You won’t live without me. I won’t live without you.”

My lungs explode, my heart aches, and the pain I feel is nothing compared to anything I’ve felt before. I want to crawl into his skin and live there. I want to wrap myself inside him and never let go.

“Tobias…” I started but have no idea what to even say. There are no words, nothing to say, so grabbing the back of his head, Tobias’ eyes widen as I use the little strength I have and drag his lips down to mine.

He goes still, his mouth unmoving against mine. “Tobias…?” I sigh, the fear slipping in that he might not want this, even with the words he just spoke.

“You’re it for me, Gabriel,” he murmurs against my lips.

Nodding, I cling to his front. “You’re all I want, you’re all I need.”

His arms wrap around me, lifting. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pepper kisses along his neck and cheek. Needing him more than air, more than I need to fucking breathe.

“I need you,” I whisper into his ear.

Tobias growls, his steps eating up the distance to the house. Somewhere in the back of my head I know I should stop this, wait until we’re alone. Zane and Salem are somewhere in there and whatever we’re about to do shouldn’t be heard by others.

I don’t stop whispering dirty things to him, kissing and licking along his neck. It’s not until he kicks the door closed and drops me onto the bed that I take a moment to breathe.

“I want you,” Tobias growls, stalking towards me.

“I need you,” I mumble, my cock already painfully hard.

“No... I want you…” he says, scratching the back of his head. Cocking my head to the side I’m confused, and nothing would have prepared me for what he says next. “I want you to fuck me.”

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Tobias

Iwasn’t sure if I would ever want him inside me. I’ve accepted I’m bisexual, or at least for Gabriel, I am. But the more and more our relationship grows, the more and more I want to give him something no one has ever done before. I battled it for days, and when he finally had a breakthrough and confessed, he wanted obsession, something that I was already feeling, I wanted him more than I wanted to live. I wanted him inside me, whispering those dirty things to me. I wanted him to take my ass, even if I knew it was going to hurt. I didn’t care. I wanted, needed,him.

“Tobias, we… we don’t need to do this.” He smiles, getting to his knees on the bed. I can see the firm outline of his cock, and it only matches mine, pressing against the zipper of my dress pants.

“I need this,” I whisper, pulling his hips towards me. His eyes widen when he feels my own cock against his own, finally getting the idea that I need this. I want him.

“I should fight you on this, but the idea of finally owning this ass…” He giggles against my mouth, his hand grabbing a handful of my ass. I groan into his mouth, feeling my cock pulse, precum leaking from my tip. “Take your clothes off and lie on your back,” he says, getting to his feet. Both of us strip off our clothes, and when I crawl onto the bed, I can see Gabriel stroking his cock, biting down on his bottom lip.

“You can back out any time, love,” he says, crawling over my legs.

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