Protect Me, Love Me - Chapter 27 (Part 1)
Chapter 27
“Almost There”
Disclaimer - I do not own Four Brothers
Pairing - Bobby/Jack
Rating - R
“Talking”
‘Thinking’
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The long ride back seemed to take forever and Jack sat in the passenger side seat of Jerry’s SUV. His wings had been pulled in before he got into the car, not being used to having them out and not wanting to deal with them. He trembled from the cold, exhaustion, and pain; his ass hurt… all up his spine.
Leaning his head on the window Jack closed his eyes and tried not to see the horror that he had witnessed from those children’s deaths.
His younger self’s words, his innocence’s words, came back to him and he had to admit, even to himself, that it was true. He wasn’t afraid anymore… he was upset and hurt but he wasn’t afraid of what was to come with the mating but now he just.. needed a little time to heal from all this.
Bobby probably needed to too; after all his brothers and his friends had just witnessed his hell… a piece of it anyway. They’d seen the inside of a real live hell and Jack could tell they were shocked and horrified by what they had witnessed.
When Jerry park the SUV in front of the loft Jack carefully got out, wincing as he stepped out of the van. He wrapped his arms around himself as he walked up the stairs. Alexis unlocked the door and everyone went in, no one saying anything, and Jack walked up to his room slowly; limping lightly.
After closing his bedroom door Jack looked around and choked out a sob as memories flashed through his mind. His bathroom was huge with a shower huge shower stall opposite the door and to the right was a Jacuzzi tub, enough room for two people.
He got it because he loved opening his wings and putting on the bubbles… talk about fun times. Walking to the bathroom Jack stopped and stared at the blood on the white tiled floor… his blood. Waving his hand he watched it all clean itself up and sobbed out a sigh.
Stripping off his shirt Jack winced as he saw the bruise on the left side of his ribs, from when Bobby grabbed him and pulled him onto the floor. He had a hand print on both his wrists, which would heal like any other person.
Slowly Jack dropped his sweats, stepping out of them, and whimpered when he saw dried blood on his thighs and knew it’d be worse when he turned around. That was the whole thing… Bobby was an inch or two bigger then him but he was also thicker then him as well so he tore him up pretty good.
Jack was so distracted that he didn’t hear the bedroom door open but he heard the in take of breath. Stiffening Jack turned only to freeze when Bobby dropped to his knees in front of him, never in his life had he ever seen Bobby cry… never seen his oldest brother so upset.
“Oh, fuck, what did I do?” he heard his brother mutter and felt hesitant fingers on his bruised hip bones, then his ribs, then the dry trail of blood on his legs.
Paralyzed Jack watched as Bobby brushed his fingers over each bruise, caressing them, as if trying to make them disappear. Tears leaked out of his eyes as he watched his brother and when Bobby leaned his forehead on his abdomen Jack ran his fingers through his brother’s hair lightly, soothingly.
“I’m so sorry, Jackie, so sorry… I’m so sorry.” He heard Bobby whisper over and over against his skin. It was then that it finally penetrated his brain that he wasn’t the only one who was traumatized by this… they raped his brother’s mind….
Feeling Bobby pull away Jack felt a sense of loss but held back when he saw Bobby go over to the tub and start the warm water. Watching as his brother wet a dark hand towel Jack’s mind flashed back to another time his brother did this for him and closed his eyes in shame.
“You always seem to be cleaning me up.” He whispered and saw Bobby pause and look up at him, from his kneeling position, and saw the sadness in Bobby’s eyes.
Reaching out his hand Jack ran his hand down the side of Bobby’s face and brushed the tear away from his brother’s cheek. “It wasn’t your fault… you were just as helpless as me. You… you fought back though… saved me, again..” he laughed out the last word and felt Bobby kiss his palm. His brother nodded, but didn’t say anything, before starting to lightly wipe away the blood on his legs.
“You gotta… gotta turn ‘round so I can get the rest…” his brother stuttered out and Jack swallowed before he slowly leaned against the sink and clenched his teeth as he tried not to stiffen.
He felt the warm towel wipe away the blood on his thighs and hesitate before he started to wipe around his butt. Stiffening in pain when the towel went between his cheeks Jack felt Bobby pause. “I gotta make sure you ain’t hurt to bad.” He heard but shook his head.
Closing his eyes “I’ll heal by tomorrow, please just… don’t please.” He whispered and felt memories from a few hours before coming into his mind. He remembered begging Bobby to stop, begging his brother, his mate, to let go, that he was hurting him. Feeling Bobby stiffen behind him Jack felt his brother pull away and he dropped his head to the mirror.
The water shut off and it was silent for a minute and then Jack felt a light tug on his elbow and opened his eyes, locking his eyes with Bobby in the mirror and nodded. Turning he carefully stepped into the warm water Jack sat down slowly, bring his knees to his chest when he felt Bobby get in next to him. The tub was long and oval shaped so you could lie down, and also had padding on the bottom so you could be comfortable as well.
Feeling Bobby lie down beside him Jack closed his eyes and tried to imagine that none of this had ever happened. When Bobby tugged gently on his waist Jack went more then willingly and laid his head on his older brother’s shoulder. He felt a thumb stroking his bruised hip bone carefully and whimpered. The bubbles came on and a soothing sensation relaxed him into his brothers arms even more.
~~~~~~~Bobby’s POV
Silence was a sudden wall between them and Bobby knew that they couldn’t just not talk about what happened. As the water cooled off Bobby kept still and rubbed his thumb in soothing circles on Jack’s bruised hip. There were so many things he wanted to ask.. so many emotions that went through him.
He knew they hadn’t ‘mated’ because if they had he would have wings like Jack’s. That part he was a little apprehensive on but then he thought back to when he ran his finger tips down Jack’s spine and touched his wings and he couldn’t help but think about all the things they could do.
When Jack had flown away Bobby had flipped out and he didn’t even know how he knew where Jack was but suddenly he saw where to go in his mind, like a road map took him through were to go and what streets to take. He’d thrown everyone into Jerry’s SUV and sped down to where his mind was telling him to, praying he was right.
The Community that they ended up in had a ‘feel’ to it that terrified him. It wasn’t until he got out of the car did he hear the whispered screams.
Then seeing all that he had there… all he wanted to do was curl up with Jack, hold him tight, and never let anything happen to him ever again.
Down in the basement when he saw that little boy, the younger Jack, he’d been so taken aback by the pure damage that was done to him that he’d froze. The cut off, bloodied, wings that stuck out from his back made him want to be sick but he was paralyzed from moving.
When he heard the younger Jack whisper those words, smile at him, his heart felt like it was going to jump up his throat.
Running his fingers through Jack’s hair he sighed softly and kissed his youngest brother’s forehead. He felt Jack melt against him and couldn’t help the little bit of hope flutter in his stomach.
Before he could even grab onto that hope memories from what he’d done came rushing into the front of his mind. He saw Jack’s face, a mix of pain and hurt and betrayal, felt the blood trickle on his own legs from what he’d done.
“Stop Bobby…” he heard and snapped back into the present and blinked. “Stop what?” he muttered and felt Jack snort and shake his head.
“I’m not mad at you… if I was I wouldn’t be here right now. You did something no one else would’ve done… and you have know idea what that means to me. You stopped her and you let me go.” Jack whispered the last as he stared up at him and Bobby leaned their foreheads together and stared into those beautiful eyes.
The water got cooler and Bobby took a breath “Come on, let’s get out before we get sick.” He said and got up, grabbing towels. When Jack didn’t stand he looked down and saw Jack’s flushed face and frowned only to realize his brother was glancing at his exposed dick.
Shifting Bobby couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed; he knew that he was a little bigger then Jack and he also knew he was thicker and he was a little afraid that his size would frighten his brother.
“Come on…” he whispered and saw Jack flush even more, the flush going down his brother’s throat and to his neck. The sudden turn in his thoughts made Bobby shake his head and grind his teeth. He wrapped a long towel around Jack’s shoulders, wrapped one around his own waist, then helped the younger man out.
~~~~~~~Jack’s POV
Letting Bobby dry him was, contrary to what he thought, very soothing and comfortable. He let Bobby help him into sweats then put on his tank-top, glancing over when Bobby threw on boxers and a tank-top, before he slowly sat on the end of then bed.
‘What now? What was there to say?’ he thought when he realized that his brother wanted to talk. Honestly though… what was there to say… both of them had been violated but they were safe now.
“Come on…” he heard and glanced up and saw Bobby holding his hand out to him and frowned but took the offered hand. Bobby pulled him over to the side of the bed and carefully he got in, his brother following. He laid on his side, his back to the older man, and he heard shifting, as if Bobby was battling his thoughts, before he felt a hesitant arm wrap around his waist.
He couldn’t help stiffening, because of the pain that shot through his ribcage. He felt Bobby going to take his arm away and grab said arm, turning his head a little. “It’s fine… I just… I got a bruise…” he trailed off when he felt self-hatred and anger vibrating off the older man.
The arm around his waist tightened lightly and pulled him tighter to Bobby’s chest, making Jack sigh softly and close his eyes. Bobby put his chin on his shoulder and leaned the side of his head on his own before he started talking.
“How long?” he heard the question and stiffened, squeezing his eyes shut. Swallowing he took a breath and slowly let it out “My birthday’s in a few months… but I… I dunno.” He whispered, not knowing if he was gonna last till his birthday.
Behind him Bobby stiffened and Jack felt the pain coming off him and turned around and snuggled into his oldest brother’s chest, wrapping his arms around Bobby’s waist. Fingers from one hand ran through his hair, the other hand rubbed his back soothingly.
As he drifted off to sleep he heard Bobby whisper “Don’t leave me…” in his ear, while the arms tightened even more.
~~~~~~~Time Change
A week passed quietly; with his friends acting a little weird around him until, finally, Jack jumped on Conner and told him to stop being a pussy because Jack could beat him up whether Conner was letting him or not.
The seemed to make everyone calm down and act normal again… or well normal for them. His brothers on the other hand seemed to understand what was happening to him and, as much as he tried to hide it, they always seemed to know when he was in pain.
The ‘Community’ he went to every morning and afternoon with his brothers, though Jerry had to go home because of the girls. They never went into another house with him again and slowly Jack burned more of the houses, freeing the souls and innocence’s that were trapped inside each house.
It tired him out but Jack could feel his powers getting a little better and wondered if maybe this should be an exercise… using your powers so they don’t get all bottled up and explode. He did one or two houses a day, depending on how many souls were trapped, but you could really see the difference.
Between him and Bobby, things were slowly getting better and every day they went out and did something; went to a movie and make fun of the horror movies or laugh at the sappy movies. They usually went to a park they nominated ‘theirs’ and grabbed lunch from one of the many restaurants lining the side of the park and would go walking.
After the first few days of talking about nothing they really started to talk about stuff. Bobby asked about his father and mother and what it was like; asked him about Seth, Kerra, and Xander. Honestly Jack didn’t think he would’ve been able to talk about it but he did… he felt good to finally talk about it too, at times he would break down on one of the benches but mostly they would walk and he would talk without going into too much detail.
At night nothing changed… they didn’t do anything sexual at all. Mostly they would put in a movie and lay in bed and watch, Bobby wrapping around him like a big blanket. Honestly Jack thought Bobby was afraid of scaring him. The fact of sex still scared him immensely, it was after the mating he wasn’t scared of anymore.
He’d seen Bobby in the bathtub that day they took a bath together and had seen ‘it’ and he couldn’t help but be a little afraid. The thought that it could go into him without hurting or making him bleed just couldn’t penetrate.
He was so scared that he’d be inadequate… Bobby had said that he’d been with guys and what if Bobby didn’t like sex with him? All his insecurities made him self-conscious and a little embarrassed around Bobby.
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Jack was in the kitchen cooking with Conner and Mia, since Alexis couldn’t cook to save her life. While Bobby, Alexis, Chase, and Angel watched TV in the living room.
“You know, I was thinking maybe having the wedding soon… like in the next week or so…” Mia said while Jack was getting everything into dishes to put on the table. Looking at her he sighed and shook his head “Mia… you want a nice wedding, hell you’ve been planning it since… ever!” he said as he brought the bowl of corn onto the table.
“I want you to be there though.” She whispered and it seemed to have made everyone pause; even Chase who Alexis, after asking him, told about what was happening. This though… made everyone stop because it was never talked about.
Jack glanced at her opening his mouth wordlessly, she had tears in her eyes, “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t’ve brought it up… just forget I said anything.” She whispered as both her and Conner brought everything else onto the table.
For two weeks Bobby hadn’t touched him in any sexual manor, not even tried to kiss him, and it was starting to make him nervous. ‘Now that he knew about everything, does he not want me anymore?’ went through his head as he glanced over at Bobby.
Looking down at his plate Jack couldn’t help but feel deficient and horrible; he didn’t know how to even try to start anything or ask to be kissed. Did he just kiss Bobby? Or did he ask? It was all very confusing.
After dinner Alexis and Chase did the dishes, they switched with Angel and Bobby every night since Mia, Conner, and him made the food. Jack sat in the armchair with his laptop in front of him trying to figure out all the computer music stuff.
“You wanna go watch a movie?” he heard and looked up to see Bobby next to him. Shrugging he nodded and stood, this wasn’t unusual, they went up early every night and watched TV or a movie.
When they got upstairs Jack went to his amour; which opened and held his TV, DVD, and VCR and had his movies in the drawers. “What do you wanna watch?” he asked and when Bobby didn’t answer he looked behind him and saw Bobby sitting on his bed, watching him with unreadable eyes. “What?” he asked, concern clear in his voice, and saw Bobby give him a brief smile before motioning him over.
Going over to his weird brother Jack stood in front of him and watched as Bobby hesitantly put his hands on his hips. Jack couldn’t even help his eyes slip shut for a second; he hadn’t had an physical contact with Bobby, except the arm that wrapped around his waist at night, in two weeks.
“This ok?” he heard his brother ask and looked at him and felt arousal shoot through his system and nodded. “Come ‘ere…” he heard, feeling a tug downwards on his waist, and went willingly.
The kiss was rough but at the same time soft; mouths opened in union and tongues slid together willingly. Jack moved forward, unconsciously, and straddled Bobby’s thighs. Bobby’s hands went up and under his t-shirt and undershirt, rubbing his lower back and sides.
Moaning deep in his throat Jack wrapped his arms around Bobby’s neck and put more pressure into the kiss. They broke apart panting, Jack’s eyes glowing lightly, and Bobby grabbed his hips to pause him. “Where’d that tongue ring go?” he asked huskily and Jack tried to process the question.
Frowning, confused, Jack closed his eyes, panting, and moved to get off Bobby. “I.. uh… I took it out.” He said, face flushing. His brother grabbed his hips before he could get too far away and sat Jack on the bed next to him. “Why?...” Bobby asked and when Jack didn’t answer Bobby turned his face to him and Jack shrugged before pushing away and standing.
“You took it out ‘cause a what I said, didn’t you? At Thanksgiving? … …Can you still put it in?” he asked and Jack shrugged, his back to his brother, he could but now he didn’t even wanna bother.
Putting in the movie ‘Queen of the Damned’ he went back over to the bed and sat down at the end. Bobby had laid down at the top of the bed by the pillows but Jack felt embarrassed that he had taken out the tongue ring and the fact that if he even thought about joining Bobby his body hardened.
He wanted Bobby to kiss him again; that’s what he wanted. What he didn’t want was to have to ask… he didn’t know how or if his forwardness would be welcomed or not. What if Bobby didn’t want to kiss him? But then why did Bobby kiss him in the first place? These thoughts crowed around his head within in seconds and Jack was stiffening to the point where he looked like a coiled snake.
Halfway through the movie he was so tense that even Bobby noticed and when he felt hands on his waist he jumped and turned startled eyes on the older man, kneeling beside him.
“What’d ya thinkin’ ‘bout that’s makin’ you so tense?” Bobby asked and his face flushed with shame and embarrassment. Shrugging at the raised eyebrow he wasn’t prepared for Bobby’s hands to go to his shoulders and start to gently massage them.
Mouth opening in pleasure, eyes slipping shut, Jack tensed as his entire body hardened instantly; only to blush when he felt Bobby pause. “Well… guess you really like getting your back rubbed…” Bobby teased and Jack glared and pulled away, trying to shift his jeans.
“Hey… come ‘ere I wanna try something.” He heard his brother say and swallowed when he remembered the last time Bobby said that to him and the orgasm that followed.
End Part 1
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~shadow