Don't Hate Me 11/?
Title: Don't Hate Me 11/?
Pairing: Jaejoong/Changmin, Jaejoong/Yoochun BFF-ery with benefits
Rating: eventual NC-17
Disclaimer: Mine? Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope. Damn it.
Warnings: ... um, possible incest and a tiny bit of pedophilia if you really want to think of it that way
Summary: Senior year of high school, Jaejoong's mom gets married. But a new, quiet step-brother isn't going to distract Jaejoong from what's important. Right?
Poster credit goes to hichanchen. Thank you, darling! ♥♥♥
“And now it’s Changmin shifting in his seat,” Yoochun said and laughed, doubling over onto Junsu’s shoulder.
“Be quiet,” Jae hissed at him as interested eyes looked over at their table.
“Have fun last night, Min?” Yoochun asked.
Changmin blushed, shifted a bit and then said quietly, “I had a lovely time. Quite a pleasant evening. How about you?”
The three of them looked at him for a moment and then laughed. The librarian shushed them. Yoochun’s smile fell first, and he scowled over Jaejoong’s shoulder.
Jae rolled his eyes, somehow knowing who was behind him.
“Boo, can I talk to you?”
Jae didn’t look up. “Don’t call me that, and no.”
Yunho pulled up a chair and sat anyway. Jae spared him a glance, and then did a double take. Yunho was nervous. Yunho was never, ever nervous. He was wringing his hands and wouldn’t look anyone in the eyes.
“I owe you an apology.”
Jaejoong wasn’t the only one who scoffed.
“No, really. I-look, I found out that Tae jumped Changmin, and I promise, I didn’t tell him to do that. Not with two other people. Really.”
Jae looked back at his calculus homework that he didn’t get around to finishing the day before. “Whatever, Yunho.”
“Look, I just told Tae to scare him a bit, not to take two others with him and beat him up. I didn’t even know that-“
Jae looked up, eyes heated. “It doesn’t matter what you did or didn’t tell him or them to do. The fact is that they beat him up.”
Yunho actually looked contrite. “I-I know. I just wanted to apologize because I didn’t realize that he …”
Yoochun snorted. “Do you believe this bullshit?” he asked Jaejoong.
Jae shook his head. “I stopped believing Yunho after the ‘you’re the only one for me’ lie. Just go away, and leave us alone, okay?”
“I-” Yunho stopped. “Okay. I am sorry, Changmin. They-”
“Weren’t you leaving?” Jae demanded.
It wasn’t until Yunho actually got up and left that Jae had a minor epiphany. He stared after Yunho until the other left the library. And then he turned wide eyes to Yoochun.
“What?”
“He left.”
“Isn’t that what you wanted?”
“Well, yeah, but he actually left. He never leaves me alone when I tell him to. He must have been serious.”
“It doesn’t matter if he was serious. He still had Changmin beat up.”
“Yeah, I know, but-”
Yoochun rolled his eyes. “Chances are, he’s only doing it for himself. Just so you don’t show that video to the principal.”
“Probably.”
Jae turned to Changmin, who hadn’t looked up through the exchange. “You okay, Min?”
Changmin nodded. “Just peachy,” he muttered.
“What’s wrong?” Jae whispered, leaning close.
Changmin shivered and then shoved away from him. “I-I’m going to go talk to my teacher before classes start. I’ll-I’ll see you later, hy-hyung.”
Jae stared wide eyed as Changmin gathered his things. He was too stunned to say anything. Did I do something wrong? he wanted to ask. He wanted to hug Changmin and whisper in his ear until Changmin told him what was wrong.
Changmin left without looking back, a tiny limp in his step.
“What the hell was that about?” Junsu asked.
Jae shrugged. “I have no idea.”
“I’ll talk to him,” Yoochun said. “If you don’t mind, that is.”
Jae shook his head.
“Come on, Jae,” Yoochun said and tapped Jaejoong’s notebook. “You have fifteen minutes to do two more problems.”
“Fuck, will you just do them for me?”
Yoochun sighed.
Jae pouted and batted his eyelashes at him. “Please, Chunnie? I’ll love you forever.”
“You already love me forever.”
“Well, I can’t bribe you with sex anymore, so that’s all I got.”
Yoochun laughed and reached for Jae’s notebook. “That’s all I need.”
Neither of them saw Junsu frown.
[o]
Yoochun faked sick, assuring the teacher he felt fine, but moaning a few moments later. When the bell rang signaling the start of the underclassman lunch hour, Yoochun raised his hand and begged to go to the bathroom. The teacher allowed it.
Jae sat, leg bouncing, watching the clock as Yoochun was gone for ten minutes, and then fifteen, and then twenty. He hoped that he had found Changmin alright, and that Changmin wasn’t upset and god, why would Changmin be upset anyway? Jae hadn’t done anything.
At thirty minutes, Yoochun staggered back to class. He assured the teacher that he was okay, and then sat hard at his seat. He put his head down, and then acted like he was taking notes. A few moments later, he pushed a paper over to Jaejoong.
~ he says that you should be talking to him, not me. That kid is too smart for his own good. I did manage to joke around with him though, we talked about sex a bit, and he’s insecure about it, thinks you’re only humoring him and shit. He didn’t come out and say that, but I could tell. He’s a cool kid. Don’t break his heart. I think he’s afraid of you leaving him.~
Jae frowned and looked at Yoochun. why would he think that
Yoochun shrugged.
Jae wrote + do you mind if I take him up to the roof to talk to him? +
Yoochun read it and didn’t respond. Slowly he met Jae’s eyes, and Jae could see the resigned hurt in them.
Jae smiled, and lightly tapped Yoochun’s leg. okay. The roof is ours
After school, Jae met Changmin half way to the library.
“Can I talk to you?” Jae asked.
“Why not send Yoochun to do it for you?” Changmin asked, a bite to his tone that made Jaejoong wince.
“I didn’t tell him to; he said he-never mind. Please, Min. Let’s go home.”
“Whatever,” he said and headed down the hall.
“Changmin,” Jae said in disbelief. “What is wrong with you?”
Changmin turned around. “You want me to tell you here?” he said, raising his voice. More than one student turned and looked at them.
“I don’t care,” Jae said, and realized he meant it. He didn’t care if everyone knew about them.
But Changmin shook his head. “You’re delusional, you know that?”
“Fine, then let’s go home.”
“You need to-“
“Fuck studying,” Jae said as a tiny voice in his head said you don’t mean that. “Please, Min.”
“Whatever.” Changmin said again and turned back around, steps precise as he went in the opposite direction of the library.
Jae followed after him, catching up to walk next to him. They walked in silence, and then half way home, Jae’s phone vibrated.
From Yoochun ~ dude, where are you ~
+ going home with Changmin +
~ *leers* have fun ~
+ he’s pissed at me +
~ he’s worried, it’ll be alright ~
+ i’m worried +
~ let me know how it goes ~
+ I will +
~ and let me know how the makeup sex is ~
Jae snorted, and then snapped his phone shut.
“Yoochun, I’m assuming.”
“Yes.”
Changmin scowled, head lowered and walked faster.
“You’re not jealous of him are you?” Jae asked carefully.
“So what if I am? I’m not going to make you choose between us, because you’ll choose him.”
Jae opened his mouth to protest and then closed it.
“And you may not have noticed it, but Junsu is jealous, too. You two are like …”
“Best friends,” Jae said quickly.
“You’re more than that. It’s like … like you’re soul mates or something.
“That’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever said.”
“Whatever.”
“God damn it Changmin talk to me. I don’t speak pissed off teenager anymore.”
Changmin stopped and turned to him. “I’m not pissed off. Just leave me alone.”
“Min, I-“
“Shut up, okay.” Changmin turned back around, and then started running.
Jae thought for a moment of running after him, but kept walking. They weren’t far from home at this point, and when he saw Changmin turn down their street, he didn’t worry. He walked a bit faster. God, what the hell was wrong with him? Jae tried to think of something he’d done that would have pissed Min off, but couldn’t. Well, besides Yoochun, and Changmin was right: he wouldn’t give Yoochun up for anyone. Even his boyfriend. He’d made that mistake when he dated Yunho. There had been days where he hadn’t spoken to Yoochun because he’d been so head over heels in love with Yunho.
And then when things had fallen apart, Yoochun hadn’t even judged him, just accepted him back as the best friend. Well, they had been more than friends after Yunho, but only until Yoochun started dating Sungmin.
Jae entered the house, quickly noting the presence of Changmin’s shoes, so at least he hadn’t bypassed the house. Jae went upstairs and knocked on Changmin’s door.
“Go away.”
“Talk to me, Min. I don’t know what to say to fix what’s wrong if I don’t know what’s wrong.”
“Why do you have to fix it?”
“I don’t know. Because you’re upset and you shouldn’t be upset, and why are you upset, and-”
The door opened, and Changmin let him in.
“Look, Min. I …”
Changmin sat on his bed, back to Jaejoong, and crossed his arms and legs. “You’re being stupid.”
“Why?”
“Because i-I’m new at this and you’re throwing all this at me and-”
Jae sat down carefully behind him.
“Everything is just happening so fast and it feels like it’s all about to fall apart.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know, maybe because you’re in your last year and I just started and we’re brothers, and I’m waiting for you to realize that.”
Jae stared at him for a minute and decided to take the risk. He put his head on Changmin’s shoulder. Changmin tensed but he didn’t try to move away.
“I’m sorry, Min,” Jae whispered. “I’ve moved this way too fast for you, and I haven’t even been thinking about your feelings.”
“Shut up. I’m not a girl.”
Jae chuckled as he maneuvered behind Changmin, one leg on each side of him. He put his arms around Changmin’s chest.
“Like this,” Changmin said, putting his hands on Jae’s arms. “Is this a ‘I want to do it’ gesture, or are you just trying to make feel better or are you-”
“Both. Look, Min. This is hard for me, too, okay? Sometimes, I’m so warped with guilt over this because you’re so young, but I can’t help myself. I like you. A lot. And all relationships are full of doubts, especially ones that aren’t exactly …”
“Ethical?”
Jae chuckled. “Yes.”
“What about Yunho?”
“What about him?”
“He’s always around.”
Jae sighed. “We dated for almost a year, Min. All second year we were together, but he wouldn’t acknowledge me outside of the bedroom, and I didn’t see how fucked up that was back then, not until I found him with some girl, and I broke up with him. I would never go back to him.”
“And Yoochun?” Changmin turned and looked at him.
Jae shrugged. “I guess you’ll have to deal with it.”
Changmin scoffed. “You’re going to break my heart,” he whispered, voice cracking.
“Do you want a promise that I won’t? Fuck, Min, it’s been what? Three days? Four? Do you want me to promise you forever after only four days?”
Changmin sighed. “It’d be nice.”
“And you wouldn’t buy it. You’re too smart for that.”
“I know, I just-fuck I’m going to sound like a girl.”
“So? Talk to me.”
“Don’t hate me. I’m really worried about you hating me.”
Jae buried his face into the back of Changmin’s neck. “I really like you. I could never hate you. I don’t know what else to say to make you feel better. Relationships are always great until they fall apart.”
Changmin turned, shifting them until they were both on the bed, facing each other. When Jae went to put his legs around Changmin, Changmin stopped him. With a smile, he wrapped his legs around Jae, and then pulled him close.
Jae didn’t hesitate to kiss him, a kiss Changmin eagerly returned. Jae meant it to be small, a kiss of comfort, but it extended into minutes. Pressing their foreheads together, Jae whispered, “I can promise you that I’ll do everything I can to make you happy.”
A smiled tugged at the corner of Changmin’s face, but he said, “Again, not a girl, hyung.”
“Thank god for that.”
Changmin resumed their kiss, and then lay back until Jaejoong was straddling his lap. The kiss lasted until Changmin jerked his hips up with a moan.
Jae pulled away with a smile. “Not now.”
“Why not?” Changmin demanded, grabbing Jae’s ass.
“I was so worried about you today that I couldn’t eat. I’m starving.”
Changmin sighed. “Fine. But food is the only thing that I will ever put before sex with you.”
Jae grinned. “Not calculus?”
Changmin shoved him hard, and Jae rolled off him and stood up, laughing. “Come on, dongsaeng. I’ll let you eat noodles off me this time.”
Part 12: Making amends
Part 10: Fucking ... yeah, fucking
Part 9: Solving Stupid Problems
Part 8: Hitting your Face
Part 7: Protecting What's Mine
Part 6: Thrusting Into Insanity
Part 5: Kissing away your Tears
Part 4: Moaning Into Kisses
Part 3: Succumbing to the Pressure
Part 2: Trying to Hold Back
Part 1: Getting to Know You
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Pairing: Jaejoong/Changmin, Jaejoong/Yoochun BFF-ery with benefits
Rating: eventual NC-17
Disclaimer: Mine? Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope. Damn it.
Warnings: ... um, possible incest and a tiny bit of pedophilia if you really want to think of it that way
Summary: Senior year of high school, Jaejoong's mom gets married. But a new, quiet step-brother isn't going to distract Jaejoong from what's important. Right?
Poster credit goes to hichanchen. Thank you, darling! ♥♥♥
“And now it’s Changmin shifting in his seat,” Yoochun said and laughed, doubling over onto Junsu’s shoulder.
“Be quiet,” Jae hissed at him as interested eyes looked over at their table.
“Have fun last night, Min?” Yoochun asked.
Changmin blushed, shifted a bit and then said quietly, “I had a lovely time. Quite a pleasant evening. How about you?”
The three of them looked at him for a moment and then laughed. The librarian shushed them. Yoochun’s smile fell first, and he scowled over Jaejoong’s shoulder.
Jae rolled his eyes, somehow knowing who was behind him.
“Boo, can I talk to you?”
Jae didn’t look up. “Don’t call me that, and no.”
Yunho pulled up a chair and sat anyway. Jae spared him a glance, and then did a double take. Yunho was nervous. Yunho was never, ever nervous. He was wringing his hands and wouldn’t look anyone in the eyes.
“I owe you an apology.”
Jaejoong wasn’t the only one who scoffed.
“No, really. I-look, I found out that Tae jumped Changmin, and I promise, I didn’t tell him to do that. Not with two other people. Really.”
Jae looked back at his calculus homework that he didn’t get around to finishing the day before. “Whatever, Yunho.”
“Look, I just told Tae to scare him a bit, not to take two others with him and beat him up. I didn’t even know that-“
Jae looked up, eyes heated. “It doesn’t matter what you did or didn’t tell him or them to do. The fact is that they beat him up.”
Yunho actually looked contrite. “I-I know. I just wanted to apologize because I didn’t realize that he …”
Yoochun snorted. “Do you believe this bullshit?” he asked Jaejoong.
Jae shook his head. “I stopped believing Yunho after the ‘you’re the only one for me’ lie. Just go away, and leave us alone, okay?”
“I-” Yunho stopped. “Okay. I am sorry, Changmin. They-”
“Weren’t you leaving?” Jae demanded.
It wasn’t until Yunho actually got up and left that Jae had a minor epiphany. He stared after Yunho until the other left the library. And then he turned wide eyes to Yoochun.
“What?”
“He left.”
“Isn’t that what you wanted?”
“Well, yeah, but he actually left. He never leaves me alone when I tell him to. He must have been serious.”
“It doesn’t matter if he was serious. He still had Changmin beat up.”
“Yeah, I know, but-”
Yoochun rolled his eyes. “Chances are, he’s only doing it for himself. Just so you don’t show that video to the principal.”
“Probably.”
Jae turned to Changmin, who hadn’t looked up through the exchange. “You okay, Min?”
Changmin nodded. “Just peachy,” he muttered.
“What’s wrong?” Jae whispered, leaning close.
Changmin shivered and then shoved away from him. “I-I’m going to go talk to my teacher before classes start. I’ll-I’ll see you later, hy-hyung.”
Jae stared wide eyed as Changmin gathered his things. He was too stunned to say anything. Did I do something wrong? he wanted to ask. He wanted to hug Changmin and whisper in his ear until Changmin told him what was wrong.
Changmin left without looking back, a tiny limp in his step.
“What the hell was that about?” Junsu asked.
Jae shrugged. “I have no idea.”
“I’ll talk to him,” Yoochun said. “If you don’t mind, that is.”
Jae shook his head.
“Come on, Jae,” Yoochun said and tapped Jaejoong’s notebook. “You have fifteen minutes to do two more problems.”
“Fuck, will you just do them for me?”
Yoochun sighed.
Jae pouted and batted his eyelashes at him. “Please, Chunnie? I’ll love you forever.”
“You already love me forever.”
“Well, I can’t bribe you with sex anymore, so that’s all I got.”
Yoochun laughed and reached for Jae’s notebook. “That’s all I need.”
Neither of them saw Junsu frown.
[o]
Yoochun faked sick, assuring the teacher he felt fine, but moaning a few moments later. When the bell rang signaling the start of the underclassman lunch hour, Yoochun raised his hand and begged to go to the bathroom. The teacher allowed it.
Jae sat, leg bouncing, watching the clock as Yoochun was gone for ten minutes, and then fifteen, and then twenty. He hoped that he had found Changmin alright, and that Changmin wasn’t upset and god, why would Changmin be upset anyway? Jae hadn’t done anything.
At thirty minutes, Yoochun staggered back to class. He assured the teacher that he was okay, and then sat hard at his seat. He put his head down, and then acted like he was taking notes. A few moments later, he pushed a paper over to Jaejoong.
~ he says that you should be talking to him, not me. That kid is too smart for his own good. I did manage to joke around with him though, we talked about sex a bit, and he’s insecure about it, thinks you’re only humoring him and shit. He didn’t come out and say that, but I could tell. He’s a cool kid. Don’t break his heart. I think he’s afraid of you leaving him.~
Jae frowned and looked at Yoochun. why would he think that
Yoochun shrugged.
Jae wrote + do you mind if I take him up to the roof to talk to him? +
Yoochun read it and didn’t respond. Slowly he met Jae’s eyes, and Jae could see the resigned hurt in them.
Jae smiled, and lightly tapped Yoochun’s leg. okay. The roof is ours
After school, Jae met Changmin half way to the library.
“Can I talk to you?” Jae asked.
“Why not send Yoochun to do it for you?” Changmin asked, a bite to his tone that made Jaejoong wince.
“I didn’t tell him to; he said he-never mind. Please, Min. Let’s go home.”
“Whatever,” he said and headed down the hall.
“Changmin,” Jae said in disbelief. “What is wrong with you?”
Changmin turned around. “You want me to tell you here?” he said, raising his voice. More than one student turned and looked at them.
“I don’t care,” Jae said, and realized he meant it. He didn’t care if everyone knew about them.
But Changmin shook his head. “You’re delusional, you know that?”
“Fine, then let’s go home.”
“You need to-“
“Fuck studying,” Jae said as a tiny voice in his head said you don’t mean that. “Please, Min.”
“Whatever.” Changmin said again and turned back around, steps precise as he went in the opposite direction of the library.
Jae followed after him, catching up to walk next to him. They walked in silence, and then half way home, Jae’s phone vibrated.
From Yoochun ~ dude, where are you ~
+ going home with Changmin +
~ *leers* have fun ~
+ he’s pissed at me +
~ he’s worried, it’ll be alright ~
+ i’m worried +
~ let me know how it goes ~
+ I will +
~ and let me know how the makeup sex is ~
Jae snorted, and then snapped his phone shut.
“Yoochun, I’m assuming.”
“Yes.”
Changmin scowled, head lowered and walked faster.
“You’re not jealous of him are you?” Jae asked carefully.
“So what if I am? I’m not going to make you choose between us, because you’ll choose him.”
Jae opened his mouth to protest and then closed it.
“And you may not have noticed it, but Junsu is jealous, too. You two are like …”
“Best friends,” Jae said quickly.
“You’re more than that. It’s like … like you’re soul mates or something.
“That’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever said.”
“Whatever.”
“God damn it Changmin talk to me. I don’t speak pissed off teenager anymore.”
Changmin stopped and turned to him. “I’m not pissed off. Just leave me alone.”
“Min, I-“
“Shut up, okay.” Changmin turned back around, and then started running.
Jae thought for a moment of running after him, but kept walking. They weren’t far from home at this point, and when he saw Changmin turn down their street, he didn’t worry. He walked a bit faster. God, what the hell was wrong with him? Jae tried to think of something he’d done that would have pissed Min off, but couldn’t. Well, besides Yoochun, and Changmin was right: he wouldn’t give Yoochun up for anyone. Even his boyfriend. He’d made that mistake when he dated Yunho. There had been days where he hadn’t spoken to Yoochun because he’d been so head over heels in love with Yunho.
And then when things had fallen apart, Yoochun hadn’t even judged him, just accepted him back as the best friend. Well, they had been more than friends after Yunho, but only until Yoochun started dating Sungmin.
Jae entered the house, quickly noting the presence of Changmin’s shoes, so at least he hadn’t bypassed the house. Jae went upstairs and knocked on Changmin’s door.
“Go away.”
“Talk to me, Min. I don’t know what to say to fix what’s wrong if I don’t know what’s wrong.”
“Why do you have to fix it?”
“I don’t know. Because you’re upset and you shouldn’t be upset, and why are you upset, and-”
The door opened, and Changmin let him in.
“Look, Min. I …”
Changmin sat on his bed, back to Jaejoong, and crossed his arms and legs. “You’re being stupid.”
“Why?”
“Because i-I’m new at this and you’re throwing all this at me and-”
Jae sat down carefully behind him.
“Everything is just happening so fast and it feels like it’s all about to fall apart.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know, maybe because you’re in your last year and I just started and we’re brothers, and I’m waiting for you to realize that.”
Jae stared at him for a minute and decided to take the risk. He put his head on Changmin’s shoulder. Changmin tensed but he didn’t try to move away.
“I’m sorry, Min,” Jae whispered. “I’ve moved this way too fast for you, and I haven’t even been thinking about your feelings.”
“Shut up. I’m not a girl.”
Jae chuckled as he maneuvered behind Changmin, one leg on each side of him. He put his arms around Changmin’s chest.
“Like this,” Changmin said, putting his hands on Jae’s arms. “Is this a ‘I want to do it’ gesture, or are you just trying to make feel better or are you-”
“Both. Look, Min. This is hard for me, too, okay? Sometimes, I’m so warped with guilt over this because you’re so young, but I can’t help myself. I like you. A lot. And all relationships are full of doubts, especially ones that aren’t exactly …”
“Ethical?”
Jae chuckled. “Yes.”
“What about Yunho?”
“What about him?”
“He’s always around.”
Jae sighed. “We dated for almost a year, Min. All second year we were together, but he wouldn’t acknowledge me outside of the bedroom, and I didn’t see how fucked up that was back then, not until I found him with some girl, and I broke up with him. I would never go back to him.”
“And Yoochun?” Changmin turned and looked at him.
Jae shrugged. “I guess you’ll have to deal with it.”
Changmin scoffed. “You’re going to break my heart,” he whispered, voice cracking.
“Do you want a promise that I won’t? Fuck, Min, it’s been what? Three days? Four? Do you want me to promise you forever after only four days?”
Changmin sighed. “It’d be nice.”
“And you wouldn’t buy it. You’re too smart for that.”
“I know, I just-fuck I’m going to sound like a girl.”
“So? Talk to me.”
“Don’t hate me. I’m really worried about you hating me.”
Jae buried his face into the back of Changmin’s neck. “I really like you. I could never hate you. I don’t know what else to say to make you feel better. Relationships are always great until they fall apart.”
Changmin turned, shifting them until they were both on the bed, facing each other. When Jae went to put his legs around Changmin, Changmin stopped him. With a smile, he wrapped his legs around Jae, and then pulled him close.
Jae didn’t hesitate to kiss him, a kiss Changmin eagerly returned. Jae meant it to be small, a kiss of comfort, but it extended into minutes. Pressing their foreheads together, Jae whispered, “I can promise you that I’ll do everything I can to make you happy.”
A smiled tugged at the corner of Changmin’s face, but he said, “Again, not a girl, hyung.”
“Thank god for that.”
Changmin resumed their kiss, and then lay back until Jaejoong was straddling his lap. The kiss lasted until Changmin jerked his hips up with a moan.
Jae pulled away with a smile. “Not now.”
“Why not?” Changmin demanded, grabbing Jae’s ass.
“I was so worried about you today that I couldn’t eat. I’m starving.”
Changmin sighed. “Fine. But food is the only thing that I will ever put before sex with you.”
Jae grinned. “Not calculus?”
Changmin shoved him hard, and Jae rolled off him and stood up, laughing. “Come on, dongsaeng. I’ll let you eat noodles off me this time.”
Part 12: Making amends
Part 10: Fucking ... yeah, fucking
Part 9: Solving Stupid Problems
Part 8: Hitting your Face
Part 7: Protecting What's Mine
Part 6: Thrusting Into Insanity
Part 5: Kissing away your Tears
Part 4: Moaning Into Kisses
Part 3: Succumbing to the Pressure
Part 2: Trying to Hold Back
Part 1: Getting to Know You
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