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Chapter 12.
Chilla reached into his pocket for his phone, arm still around Yas. "I'm with Yas, Kim's here too. Come quickly."
Kim sat up, shutting his eyes when his head spun. Pain spiked through his neck and throbbed in his back. He shouldn't have come here. Deep down, he'd known it was a bad idea. He should have asked Chilla first. He'd just wanted to see Yas so bad.
The sound of running steps neared and then Cassius was in the doorway, dressed only in pale blue shorts, blinking sleep from his eyes. "What happened? Yas, honey?"
Brown eyes connected with silver and unspoken words buzzed between them. Cassius' brows shot up and he rushed to Kim's side, sliding an arm around the redhead's waist.
"Let's go, sweetheart." Warm lips touched Kim's temple and made his heart swell. A fresh stream of tears ran down his cheeks and he clutched Cassius' hand on his waist, allowing the blonde to steer him out.
Back in Cassius' bedroom, the boy urged Kim to sit on the lower bunk and retrieved a small first aid kit from a cupboard.
"This might sting." Cassius warned softly as he wiped Kim's neck with antiseptic and smoothed a bandage over the wound. "It doesn't look bad and you're already on antibiotics, but we'll keep an eye on it."
The blonde looked pale under his tan and his usually sunny smile was strained. Kim felt his face crumble.
"Oh, honey." A hand on his cheek, lips brushing his brow. "What an awful day. You must be so tired."
Kim buried his face against Cassius' neck and began crying in earnest. "Sweetheart, it'll be ok. Tomorrow is going to be much better."
Cassius kissed the smaller boy's mouth, pushing his tongue inside and pulling Kim against him. Kim straddled the blonde's lap and felt a hard cock press against his groin. Cassius' skin felt fever hot, lips hungry and demanding.
Kim leaned against the taller boy, inhaling the sweet scent of rabbit, until his mind began to fog.
Cassius groaned and drew back a fraction, breathing hard. He closed his eyes, brows furrowing. "Give me a minute."
Kim waited, watching the blonde uncertainly. Finally, those brown eyes opened, looking dark and solemn. "Kim, Milly can't know about this. Yas is already in trouble and if she finds out, he might not be allowed to stay here."
The redhead froze and his eyes widened.
"No don't, please." Cassius pecked Kim's mouth, stroking the smaller boy's sides. "Please don't cry, honey. It'll be alright."
Cassius muffled Kim's sobs with his mouth, hands sliding down to squeeze his ass. "I'll suck you off, if you don't stop."
Kim gasped a watery laugh against Cassius' lips and the blonde lifted his head with a grin. "Then I'll lick my way down to your tight little -"
"Stop!" Kim flushed hot and smiled through his tears. Cassius could say the sweetest things one moment and be downright filthy the next. He knew Kim couldn't handle it; it was too embarrassing.
The blonde chuckled and kissed the tip of the redhead's nose, then the corner of his mouth and sucked on his bottom lip. Fingers slid between his buttocks and pressed against his ring, rubbing firmly.
Cassius had been doing that more often lately and Kim had watched the other boys enough to know what it meant. It had shocked him at first, but Cassius had been happy to tell him all about how men have sex.
Kim knew about sex, of-course. He had spotted his mom and her "friends" in the living-room a few times. Those men had occassionally shown an interest in him, but his mom, for all her flaws, had mostly kept them away from her son. Until she married again...those memories could still threaten to overwhelm him.
But tonight he clung to Cassius desperately, arms curled around the taller boy's shoulders, opening his mouth to receive that slick tongue. Cassius wasn't human. He wasn't like those men. He didn't smell like them, or talk like them, or act like anyone Kim had ever known before. He was like warmth and joy and passion. Like fresh air and sunrays.
"Mm." Cassius' crotch dragged against him and his breaths were becoming ragged. Maybe the blonde hadn't had any release today, maybe there hadn't been any time.
"Kim, sweetie." Cassius panted into his mouth. "I know you're...but can I? Please."
"...yes." Kim was so hard he ached, smearing stickiness in his shorts. He wanted Cassius, wanted to feel connected in the most intimate way. That way, maybe the blonde would never leave him.
Cassius fumbled for the nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube, pouring it over shaking fingers. The first wet touch always came as a shock, but it was quickly followed by a familiar pressure and a twisting rhythm.
"Hu..." Kim shuddered and the blonde tugged him down on the bed, ripping down his shorts and pulling Kim into his arms. The first press of a wide cockhead felt immense, even though Cassius' size was average. Kim tensed and whimpered.
"No, honey. Let it happen." Cassius' breath was warm in his ear, mouth nipping and licking his neck. "Relax and breathe."
Kim tried to relax, gasping when the blonde's flesh forced itself deeper, fitting into him in a way that felt sore and full and right all at once.
"I-I'm..." Cassius came with a long moan, fitting a leg tightly across Kim's buttocks and squeezing as his hips quivered. He took a breath, dark eyes barely open, and then he was moving again, pulling out slow and pushing painfully back in, making Kim whimper.
Cassius came five more times, before he bent to put his hot mouth on Kim's sensitive tip, sucking greedily, until the redhead wailed.
Some time later, Cassius wiped Kim's sweat soaked skin with a damp cloth and curled around the smaller boy, tugging clean sheets over them.
....
Kim woke to the delicious smell of waffles and strawberries. Cassius was by his side as soon as he stirred, handing him painkillers, a water bottle, and propping him up with pillows. Chilla sat up beside him, looking wan and tired. Kim hadn't heard the headboy return last night.
Cassius was already dressed in white shorts and a pale green t-shirt, curly hair damp as he placed a large tray on the bed. If he hadn't slept much, it didn't show.
"You know I don't eat in bed." Chilla muttered, shooting Cassius a glare. The blonde bit his lip and looked away.
"I'll put yours on the table, sweetie." Cassius lifted a plate of waffles overflowing with cream and strawberries. He placed it on the table and arranged cutlery neatly beside it.
The silver haired boy sighed, rubbing his eyes with the heel of his hand. Kim wondered if he had gotten any sleep at all.
"I made smoothies too. They're in the fridge. Do you want strawberry or pineapple?"
"Thanks, we'll have it later. You can go for a run now."
Kim's hands tightened on his utensils. The food looked delicious, but he couldn't bring himself to eat it. The air felt heavy with tension and he knew they were about to have a serious talk.
Cassius flashed Kim an encouraging smile and headed out the door.
"Kim..." Chilla began, as soon as the door had clicked shut. Kim squeaked reflexively and clamped his throat tight.
"I'm sorry about last night." Chilla continued and took Kim's hand. The redhead looked up in surprise. "I shouldn't have left you with Cassius, but I couldn't leave Yas either. Did he...are you ok?"
Kim blinked rapidly and searched Chilla's face. The headboy had dark circles beneath his eyes and a groove between his brows. He looked exhausted and...guilty.
"I'm...ok." Kim had to clear his throat. His neck, back and ass were all sore and his tongue felt bruised and swollen, but none of those injuries compared to the nerves swirling in his gut.
"So much happened yesterday, there wasn't any time for Cassius. You know how he gets, but that's no excuse." Chilla lowered his gaze, as if he couldn't hold the redhead's stare. "If he did anything he shouldn't have, I want you to tell me."
"No!" Kim flinched at his own volume and softened his voice, gripping chilla's hand. "He helped me. It was comforting."
Chilla sniffed the air and let out a long breath, as if he'd been holding it, and leaned back against the headboard. Kim felt a knot inside of him loosen and suddenly he was talking in a rush.
"I'm so sorry about yesterday! I should have followed your schedule and I shouldn't have gone to see Yas. How is he?" Tears filled his eyes and he squeezed Chilla's hand harder.
The taller boy pushed away the tray and then Kim was in his arms, clutching a slender waist and burrowing his face in a pale neck. It felt so good to be allowed to hold Chilla like this. To know he was still wanted.
"He's better now. He's sleeping." Chilla murmured into Kim's scalp and the smaller boy relaxed further, breathing in the scent of sleep warm skin and fur. A hand settled on the back of his nape, thumb stroking lightly. They stayed like that for a while and then Chilla spoke quietly.
"I met Cassius two years ago. He just walked up to me in the hallway and started talking, as if we were already friends. Then he was everywhere. In classes, in the kitchen, outside of my room. I couldn't shake him." Chilla's thumb kept stroking Kim's nape in a soothing rhythm. If the smaller boy had had squirrel ears, he would have flicked one to show he was listening. Instead he made a small sound in the back of his throat.
"But I couldn't be with a rabbit. He wouldn't be faithful and I wasn't interested in a hook-up. Then I was assigned to protect Yas and Cassius finally kept his distance. I told myself it was a good thing, but it upset me. Yas has been through so much already."
Kim's heart twinged. The albino had seemed so broken last night. Kim didn't care that he had been bitten, he just wanted Yas to come back to him.
"I think I felt...that if Cassius rejected Yas for being a hybrid, then he was also rejecting me. Control has to be taught and no one ever helped Yas."
Kim blinked. He wondered who taught Chilla, but he didn't want to interrupt the story. It was rare for the headboy to open up like this.
"A few months later, that shameless rabbit starts following me again. I ignored him, but one day he walked in on me and Yas. After that, he seemed to forget what Yas was." Chilla said wryly and Kim bit back a smile. "If he only wanted me, then I wouldn't have given in, but Cassius seemed to really fall for Yas. He was able to bring out a side of him that I couldn't." Chilla's voice trailed off and he was silent for a few beats. Kim waited patiently.
"But something was always missing. Cassius needs multiple partners and Yas...well you know. He needs submission." Chilla kissed the top of Kim's head.
"Is that why I'm here?" The redhead asked in a small voice.
"Yes and because we care about you. I like you, Kim." Chilla said simply.
Kim felt tears sting his sore eyes again and he took a breath. He felt pathetic for crying non-stop, but the emotions stirring inside of him were so strong. "I like all of you too. So much. I'm so sorry about yesterday."
"You shouldn't have visited Yas last night." Chilla said quietly and Kim chittered with guilt. The headboy squeezed his nape gently. "But I understand why you did and everything is all right now. Let it go."
Kim inhaled and exhaled shakily, trying to picture his worries leaving him with that breath.
"Good." Chilla's voice was softer now and he tipped Kim's head up for a kiss. It was gentle, but thorough and Kim's toes curled as their tongues swirled slowly.
When Chilla pulled away, Kim wet his lip nervously. "What if...what if I change? What if I don't want to be submissive someday?"
Silver brows raised and Chilla's mouth twitched. "If that happens, then we'll figure it out. We'll still want to be with you." The headboy tilted his head, eyes sharp. "Do you want to try it?"
"N-now?" Kim peeped and Chilla nodded, mouth twitching again. "But I don't know how."
"Do whatever you want. I'm yours." Chilla tipped his head back, exposing the pale column of his throat. It was a submissive gesture and Kim swallowed. He didn't like seeing Chilla so vulnerable. Could he really do this?
He leaned forward hesitantly and kissed Chilla's neck. He opened his mouth to taste that silky skin and felt his hands begin to tremble against the taller boy's waist. His insides were knotting again and his palms were starting to sweat. "I d-don't....can we stop...please?"
Chilla lowered his head with a grin and wrapped a hand around Kim's neck, drawing him into a heated kiss.
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