Day: January 21, 2018

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Ollie was getting upset. He couldn’t rationally argue the point away, but he hardly wanted to admit that sometimes he felt like he wanted to die anyway, and that had been something that affected him even before he got involved with Jeff.

“You’re right, okay? What do you want me to say?” he growled tearfully, fighting hard to not break down completely. “I fucked up. I know. I can’t give you a good reason why, but that’s just the way it is. I don’t want to leave him, and if that means I might die because of it, that’s on me. Nobody else.”

“And that right there is why I’m telling Damien and Sean. I don’t want to lose you from my life.” He was scaring her, especially when she could smell the mix of emotions coming off of him. She knew the sharp scent of his level of depression because she had been there before. 

“You are one of my absolute best friends, Ollie. If you die and I didn’t do anything to try to prevent it, I’ll have to live with that for the rest of my life. You might say it’s on you, but the rest of us are the ones that have to pick up the fucking pieces.”

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Ollie shivered beneath him, a strange mix of fear and anticipation making the moment confusing and arousing at the same time. It was always like this, Ollie submitting and falling into a headspace where he gave up all control and the pain became almost pleasurable as it mixed with Jeff’s possessive affections over him.

It didn’t take long for Jeff to have them both completely nude and he busied himself with leaving more marks across Ollie’s chest and lower. Despite the handcuffs on the bed frame not being the strongest, he knew the coyote wouldn’t break them as he snapped them around his wrists.

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“It’s not always bad,” he argued, although the bad had been more frequent than the good lately if he was honest but Luna had got him on the defensive now and he was scrambling to cling to anything that would justify why the pain was worth it.

“When it’s good, it’s great, and he does care about me. It’s just… complicated. I told you that you wouldn’t understand. “

“Right. Complicated in the way of you’re going to end up being his first victim when he snaps and starts killing people like his creepy ass grandpa. Even his dad has better control than that.”

She had never really like Chance, didn’t trust him, and she felt the same about Jeff. Teddy still gave her the creeps, but not the same extent. At least he seemed to have his shit more under control since she couldn’t remember seeing any marks on Layla.

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Ollie melted at the kiss, a soft moan catching in his throat. It was these tiny gestures that he held on to through the abuse. That slightest indication that maybe the part of Jeff that wasn’t always so bad was still in there and cared about him. It was that thought alone that helped Ollie justify how poorly he was treated when things got bad.

Jeff shoved him onto the bed before crawling over him, making sure touch on every wound he had inflicted on his way up. He wanted the sounds and the feel of the blood coating his skin. He paused briefly to strip his own shirt off before grabbing hold of the belt again and pulling Ollie into an almost upright position. 

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“Because I love him, okay? And believe me, I am aware of how fucked up that is, but that’s why.” Ollie muttered, looking defeated.

He didn’t know how else to describe it. He hadn’t actually acknowledged how he felt out loud before, and he surprised even himself when the ‘L’ word came out, but there it was, as sick and pathetic as is sounded to say it.

“Yeah? Well he clearly doesn’t love you because if he did, he wouldn’t abuse you. He’d just let you go so you could find someone better,” she snapped, having no problem calling out the bullshit as she saw it.

She felt bad for being hard on him, but tough love was all she knew how to give when she was pissed or scared. Ollie’s situation triggered both emotions to their highest degree.

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Despite the pain, something in Ollie’s brain found the whole thing to be a sign that he was wanted, at least physically, even though to a sane onlooker it suggested anything but, Ollie’s need to be touched and his sick craving for Jeff’s twisted affections superceding all common sense for the coyote as he dared let himself nuzzle the side of Jeff’s neck in return.

When he felt Ollie nuzzle at him, Jeff pulled back just enough to jerk the coyote’s head back by his hair. It wasn’t as rough as his touch earlier, but it was enough to make it easier to catch his lips in a possessive kiss. His eyes were still black, but there was a heat to them now, something home even if it wasn’t the kindest of monsters.

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“I can’t.”

Ollie knew it wasn’t right and there was a good chance that Jeff could go way too far one day, but he couldn’t walk away from it and he felt sick acknowledging the fact, so he tried to run from it.

“You don’t understand. No-one does.”

“Then fucking explain it to me, Ollie. Tell me why you can’t leave the psycho Make me understand because all I am seeing is you getting abused and tortured and sexually assaulted because he’s broken you down so much I doubt you know how to tell him no because you’re afraid of what he’ll do to you for it.”

She wanted to just grab and shake sense into him, but that wouldn’t work. She’d tried it before and he had just looked too much like a kicked puppy for her conscious to handle.

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Ollie shuddered as Jeff bit down, the coyote stifling a heated whine as the pain shot through him. Being marked like that was another thing that could be used against him, many shifters having an automatic response to it that triggered off sexual urges, and Ollie was no different, despite the cruelty that was inflicted upon him, and he was helpless to stop his body reacting the way it was programmed to, the physical effect becoming more noticeable by the second.

He pulled the belt a little, not hard, but just enough to close that last breath of distance. The other hand went to the wound on Ollie’s side and he pressed on it at the same time he began marking Ollie’s throat with his mouth again. By the time he was done with that particular spot, it was covered in dark hickies and teeth imprints. 

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“I’m not ignoring you, Lu. Just not feeling so hot right now,” he mumbled flatly in a way that carried just how low his mood was. He didn’t bother to get up, just shifting a bit on the couch so he was a little more propped up and there was space for her to sit down.

He knew he was about to get a lecture from her but he didn’t have the energy to stop it or argue back, especially when he had no defence for it anyway. He knew he was in a shitty situation. He just didn’t have it in him to get out of it.

It didn’t take a genius or a shifter to see what was going on. Even if she couldn’t smell the blood on him, she knew the behavior by now. With a heavy sigh, Luna crossed the room and plopped down closest to his head before running her fingers through his hair.

“Ollie…you need to tell your dads. I don’t know why you let him cut you up and use you like this and he’s going to end up fucking killing you. I don’t want to lose you. Your dads would be crushed. This…this shit isn’t healthy.” And she didn’t know how much longer she could hide it for him.

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Ollie couldn’t help the sounds that came out of him as Jeff’s hand moved over his wounds, smearing the blood around. Beneath the pain and the sense of shame, a strange feeling of arousal stirred in Ollie, which he simultaneously hated and loved, the feeling confusing the hell out of him as he ached to be touched. He just wished it didn’t involve him getting so hurt in the process.

It was one of the things that stopped him listening to Luna’s pleas for him to walk away from Jeff completely.

Still using the belt as a means of control, Jeff tugged the other closer to him, making their bodies nearly touch. Sure, Jeff was still completely clothed, but the cold rage was beginning to shift to something less calculated and more frenzied as he dipped his head to bite at Ollie’s neck and shoulders.