permanent or it
may get better in time. Bottom line is, they don’t know. I’m stuck with it for
now and if you stay with me then so are you.”
John opened his mouth to answer but Robin silenced him with
a gesture. “I have full grand mal seizures. It can be very frightening for
people watching.”
John had no doubt that it was but if Robin thought it would
scare him away he was mistaken. He shook his head and squeezed Rob’s hand. “It
doesn’t matter.”
Robin stood and started to pace angrily. “It does matter! I
hate it that I can lose control like that with very little warning. The first
time it happened in public I collapsed in the aisle of the grocery store. When
I came around my mother was crying, everyone was staring and I was lying in a
pool of my own piss.” He turned and glared at John. “Are you really ready for
that?”
John went to him. “I hate that you go through that and yes,
the thought does scare me a little, but only because I don’t know how to help
you.” He drew Robin into his arms. “ Anything as long as you’re mine,
Rob.”
Robin trembled against him, wrapping his arms tightly around
him. John felt the hitches of his breath and knew he was crying. He stroked his
back soothingly.
“God, John, I missed you so much.”
“I missed you too.”
Robin nuzzled his cheek, stubble rasping against his own.
“Stay,” he whispered.
John’s heart surged. He knew things were still unresolved
but this was enough for now. His lover was in his arms again. He returned Rob’s
caress and kissed him, pouring all of his feelings into the brush of lips and
stroke of tongue.
Robin led him to the bedroom where they stripped quickly and
climbed onto the bed. John straddled the younger man, shuddering when their
hard cocks brushed together. It sent shock waves all the way to the base of his
spine. He ran his fingers over the short bristle of his hair and pressed his
lips gently to the scar on his temple and again to the one on the right side of
his chest. Robin grasped his head and pulled him back to kiss his lips and nip
at his chin.
“No pity.”
“Trust me, pity is no’ what I’m feeling right now.” John ran
his hands over the too-thin ribs and fisted the velvet-covered steel of Robin’s
cock. “Grateful.” He ran his thumb over the sensitive head. “Relieved.” He
pumped his fist down Rob’s shaft. “Happy.” Again. “Horny.” And once more.
Robin groaned and thrust his hips up to meet his hand. “Oh
fuck.” His fingers fumbled for John’s hip then settled around his cock, drawing
an answering groan from John’s throat. They worked each other, settling into a
rhythm of thrust and pull that made John’s head spin.
“Shit. John, I’m gonna…”
John barely heard him through the fog of his own impending
release. He threw back his head as hips pounded out his climax against Robin’s
hand. Their seed mingling on the soft, pale skin of his lover’s abdomen.
John eased down to lie against Rob’s side resting his hand
over his heart, feeling a thundering beat to match his own. He studied the
other man’s face as he lay dozing quietly and wished he could brush away the
shadows of exhaustion and worry. But only time would do that. He used a tissue
from the box on the nightstand to clean them both off and shut his own eyes. As
he started to drift off Robin’s quiet voice broke the silence.
“They never caught him, you know.”
John pressed a kiss to his shoulder, feeling the tension of
the smooth muscles. “I know.”
“Sometimes, I feel as though he’s out there, watching me, waiting
to finish what he started. There was a time when I would have welcomed it.”
John squeezed his eyes shut as a tremor shuddered through
him. He cursed Dan viciously for keeping this from him. For keeping him from
Rob’s side when he needed him most.
“I don’t want you to hide,” Rob whispered.
At first John wasn’t sure what he meant and then he
remembered his comment
may get better in time. Bottom line is, they don’t know. I’m stuck with it for
now and if you stay with me then so are you.”
John opened his mouth to answer but Robin silenced him with
a gesture. “I have full grand mal seizures. It can be very frightening for
people watching.”
John had no doubt that it was but if Robin thought it would
scare him away he was mistaken. He shook his head and squeezed Rob’s hand. “It
doesn’t matter.”
Robin stood and started to pace angrily. “It does matter! I
hate it that I can lose control like that with very little warning. The first
time it happened in public I collapsed in the aisle of the grocery store. When
I came around my mother was crying, everyone was staring and I was lying in a
pool of my own piss.” He turned and glared at John. “Are you really ready for
that?”
John went to him. “I hate that you go through that and yes,
the thought does scare me a little, but only because I don’t know how to help
you.” He drew Robin into his arms. “ Anything as long as you’re mine,
Rob.”
Robin trembled against him, wrapping his arms tightly around
him. John felt the hitches of his breath and knew he was crying. He stroked his
back soothingly.
“God, John, I missed you so much.”
“I missed you too.”
Robin nuzzled his cheek, stubble rasping against his own.
“Stay,” he whispered.
John’s heart surged. He knew things were still unresolved
but this was enough for now. His lover was in his arms again. He returned Rob’s
caress and kissed him, pouring all of his feelings into the brush of lips and
stroke of tongue.
Robin led him to the bedroom where they stripped quickly and
climbed onto the bed. John straddled the younger man, shuddering when their
hard cocks brushed together. It sent shock waves all the way to the base of his
spine. He ran his fingers over the short bristle of his hair and pressed his
lips gently to the scar on his temple and again to the one on the right side of
his chest. Robin grasped his head and pulled him back to kiss his lips and nip
at his chin.
“No pity.”
“Trust me, pity is no’ what I’m feeling right now.” John ran
his hands over the too-thin ribs and fisted the velvet-covered steel of Robin’s
cock. “Grateful.” He ran his thumb over the sensitive head. “Relieved.” He
pumped his fist down Rob’s shaft. “Happy.” Again. “Horny.” And once more.
Robin groaned and thrust his hips up to meet his hand. “Oh
fuck.” His fingers fumbled for John’s hip then settled around his cock, drawing
an answering groan from John’s throat. They worked each other, settling into a
rhythm of thrust and pull that made John’s head spin.
“Shit. John, I’m gonna…”
John barely heard him through the fog of his own impending
release. He threw back his head as hips pounded out his climax against Robin’s
hand. Their seed mingling on the soft, pale skin of his lover’s abdomen.
John eased down to lie against Rob’s side resting his hand
over his heart, feeling a thundering beat to match his own. He studied the
other man’s face as he lay dozing quietly and wished he could brush away the
shadows of exhaustion and worry. But only time would do that. He used a tissue
from the box on the nightstand to clean them both off and shut his own eyes. As
he started to drift off Robin’s quiet voice broke the silence.
“They never caught him, you know.”
John pressed a kiss to his shoulder, feeling the tension of
the smooth muscles. “I know.”
“Sometimes, I feel as though he’s out there, watching me, waiting
to finish what he started. There was a time when I would have welcomed it.”
John squeezed his eyes shut as a tremor shuddered through
him. He cursed Dan viciously for keeping this from him. For keeping him from
Rob’s side when he needed him most.
“I don’t want you to hide,” Rob whispered.
At first John wasn’t sure what he meant and then he
remembered his comment
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