"It wasn't because of pleasure or love... you didn't want me to take you because it would be enjoyable for you."
It hurts. It hurts deep inside where he thought no one could hurt him anymore. He'd been relegated to the pile of men Belle and other vampires had used to torture Asher, while Jean-Claude remains the only one to have taken Asher out of love.
He feels sick.
"I... don't feel so well," he says, and he wriggles out from under Asher and hits the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. He's lucky to make it to the toilet, and at least his tears are hidden in his heaving.
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Date: 2009-08-07 01:39 pm (UTC)His hand rests motionless in Asher's hair.
"It wasn't because of pleasure or love... you didn't want me to take you because it would be enjoyable for you."
It hurts. It hurts deep inside where he thought no one could hurt him anymore. He'd been relegated to the pile of men Belle and other vampires had used to torture Asher, while Jean-Claude remains the only one to have taken Asher out of love.
He feels sick.
"I... don't feel so well," he says, and he wriggles out from under Asher and hits the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. He's lucky to make it to the toilet, and at least his tears are hidden in his heaving.