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.Aside from the spanking, Forrest hadn't let him touchand, after the attack, Hunter wouldn't blame the man forGravity - 112never indulging in ass play again.Although that wouldbe a shame, Forrest had been a fabulous size queen.Andhad a gorgeous ass.He slid a finger along Forrest's crack.Forrest tensed."Hunter, I.""Right here, babe.It's me." He slid his fingers backup along Forrest's spine."I just.It's broken down there.""Are you sure, lovely?" He didn't think so.Forrest nodded, eyes downcast."Yeah.""How? How do you know?" The only thing brokenwas in Forrest's mind."They tore me.With." Forrest stiffened, pulledaway."I need to get clean."He wrapped his arms around Forrest's middle,tugging Forrest until his chest was pressed againstForrest' back."It's okay.I have you.They can't hurt youanymore.""I just.I need to get clean.""Then let me clean you." He grabbed the soap,rubbing it between his hands."They hurt me.""I know." He started cleaning Forrest, running hissoapy hands over his lover."No.They hurt me."If Forrest didn't think he knew, there was only onething to do."Tell me.""No.No.I can't.I can't tell you.""You can.You don't think I understand -- I want tounderstand.Tell me.""No!" Forrest jerked away from him."No.They'llhurt me.""What? No, they can't get you here.""Leave me alone.Leave me alone.""Forrest.Babe.It's me.You're safe."Gravity - 113"I can't do this."He turned Forrest around and pressed their foreheadstogether, looking into his lover's eyes."Yes.You.Can.""They hurt me.They called me a whore and hurt me.""They were animals.They should be taken out backand shot for what they did to you."Forrest leaned forward, refused to meet his eyes."They.they used a bottle.In me.I'll never be rightagain.""You've had enormous dildos inside you, Forrest,you'll recover from this."He shook his head, swallowed hard."Never.""Is that what you want? You want to spend the rest ofyour life believing that you're broken? Feeling sorry foryourself?""Fuck you.I wanted you for years and you didn'twant me.I can feel sorry for myself forever!""No, you can't! Because I wanted you, too, becauseI'm here now.Because we have a chance to be happytogether here, now.Don't you fucking throw that away."It felt good to yell a little bit; felt good to hear Forrestyell back."This, what we have here is too fuckingimportant to let someone else steal it from us.""They made me SCARED!""You can overcome that, Forrest.You're strongerthan you think.""I'm fucked up, Hunter.Deeper than I can imagine.""Not as badly as you've convinced yourself you are.We are going to un-fuck you.We're in this together."Forrest stared at him."I need to scream.""Then scream, god damn it."Forrest threw his head back and screamed, the soundtearing from that poor throat.Forrest might bewhispering for days, but Hunter thought it would beworth it.Gravity - 114He squeezed Forrest's hips."I still have you."Finally, Forrest was done, slumped, head lolling.Hedrew the man close, held him as the water fell downaround them.It was going to be all right.They weregoing to make it all right.All he had to do was figure out how.***Forrest sighed to himself as he left the ear, nose andthroat doctor with a note and strict instructions not tospeak loudly for a minimum of three weeks.Hecrumpled it up, shoved it in his pocket.Stupid throat.Stupid body.Stupid screaming.Hunter stood as he came into the waiting room,joining him quietly as they went to the elevator."Everything okay?"He nodded."Yeah," he croaked."Are you supposed to be speaking? Nod or shakeyour head."He winced."I'm okay." Three weeks was a long time."What did I say? I said nod or shake your head."Hunter shook his."And you didn't answer the question.Is there a prescription for anything? Answer withoutspeaking!"He bounced on his toes and opened his lips toanswer, when Hunter glared, held one hand out.Damnit.He handed the doctor's orders and the prescriptionsfor throat spray and anti-inflammatory over."No more talking, Forrest.I mean it.And we'll go fillthe prescriptions before we go home." Hunter rubbed hisback, leading him to the car.He sighed again.That touch was so warm."I still think the shouting was good for youemotionally, but I guess we'll have to find some otherGravity - 115outlet for all that stuff going on in your head, as clearlyscreaming is not good for your throat."He stuck his tongue out."I like screaming." Not likeJack did, but still."Yeah, but your throat is not so impressed." Hunter'shand slid in soft circles on his back."I'll be okay." The touch was an addiction."You will be." Hunter opened the car door for him."I will." He swallowed around the swollen sorenessof his throat [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]