"No, no.. It can't be." I kept shaking my head, not wanting to believe what had befallen my little friend.
Damian cupped my face with his palms, forcing me gently to look at him. When I saw the look in his eyes - a mixture of sadness, gentleness, and a hint of desperation, I couldn't lie to myself anymore and I broke down in his arms.
“She had suffered the same way I did, but no one had helped her. I didn’t help her,” I choked on my words.
“Shh.. Baby girl. It wasn’t your fault.” Damian comforted me, his hands went up and down my back.
“If I had remembered about her sooner, if I had asked you and the polices to search for her sooner, she wouldn’t have died. This is all my fault.” I sobbed in his arms.
“Baby girl, it wasn’t your fault. None of it was your fault. As much as we want to save people, sometimes we just can’t. But you have done everything you can, Baby girl.”
was night, and we had finished eating dinner. I was downstairs washing the dishes while Damian was upstairs, having his shower. We hadn’t taken showers together, nor had we seen each other naked. I had asked him if he felt hurt that I had pushed him away during the last time we had tried to have sex, but he told me no. He could understand what I was feeling then, and I was so thankful to him for being so understanding. I finished washing the dishes and went to our bedroom. Opening the door, I saw that Damian had just finished taking his shower, and he was still naked. His head was facing downward as he dried his hair, and he didn’t notice me standing there. He looked so picturesque with the moonlight shining through the window, highlighting his perfect form, which was encompassed by water droplets, creating an illusion of an alluring dance between water droplets as they glided down from his neck down to his p
He seemed to understand that I wanted to get over my trauma, yet was still scared of the act of sex, and I was glad that he tried to make me comfortable first.I took off my clothes before taking his outstretched hand and climbed onto the bed, positioning myself standing up with my legs spread apart and my wetness just inches away from his face.His hands went to spread the lips of my dripping core, and he licked me with a long stroke of his tongue.“Damian..” I moaned, and my body trembled from the pleasure of that one simple move of his.He kept licking me slowly, with that long stroke of his tongue, when he suddenly inserted his tongue, delving and probing, rubbing the sweet spot inside.“Damian!” I gasped and moaned as my back arched and my hands reached to grab his hair.His tongue kept going in and out of my wetness, flicking my
After that night, our sex life went back to normal. Well, it was even better than normal. I would jump him anytime I got the chance. When he had just come home from meetings, when he had just finished showering being all naked and wet, even while we were in the showers together. I couldn’t get enough of him. He always laughed at me jumping to him but was always more than eager to pleasure me and to be pleasured by me. Jeremiah hadn’t messaged me anymore, and there was no one bothering us. I wasn’t afraid of his friends anymore, even Damian and Max had become friends again. Of course, I still had nightmares sometimes, but they had lessened. His nightmare had lessened too. Even our psychologist was very pleased with our progress. All in all, we were happy - sexually and emotionally. There was still one thing on my mind. Damian had replaced the taste of the knife-man in my mouth and the painful
Did I hear it correctly? Only the head? With that much pain and only the head had entered me?He nodded as if he could hear the questions in my mind.I looked at him in disbelief with my jaw dropped, before muttering under my breath, “Fucking humongous dick..”He threw his head back, laughed, and squeezed my butt cheeks with his hands. His actions slid his erection a little deeper into me, and it didn’t hurt at all.“I’m happy to be able to amuse you.” I rolled my eyes but smiled at him.“Baby girl..” His expression turned serious and his voice huskier.“Move your hips, you sex god. Fuck my ass,” I told him and pushed my hips back so his erection was buried deeper into me.His eyes darkened at my words, and from the way he was buried deeper in me.“I ne
“Damian, can I ask you something?” We were watching the news in the living room, and I turned my body to face him while sitting on my heels on the sofa. “Hmm?” He asked without taking his eyes off the tv. I knew it was important for him to watch the news, but the questions had been bothering me ever since we met again. “I need to ask you something, but I want you.. I NEED you to be honest with me," I enunciated to show him how important this topic was for me. My words and tone caught his attention. He turned his body toward mine, placing one of his legs on the sofa so we could see each other more comfortably. “What is it, Baby girl? Are you okay?” he asked with concern in his voice. I nodded. I paused for a while before asking him. I wanted to choose my words carefully, but I didn’t know how, so I decided to just ask him honestly. I inhal
The next two days, Damian was silent. He was still gentle, and he smiled lovingly and sweetly at me, but he always had a faraway look in his eyes. It made me scared, and at the same time hurt to see him like that. The last time he acted like this, he was going to tell me that he couldn’t be with me. Was it wrong for me to ask him those questions? Him being this distant hurt my heart, but it wasn’t because of his fault. It was because of my own mistakes. I shouldn’t have asked him those questions. I had promised myself, and him, that I would wait for him, to wait until he was ready to tell me his secrets, but I hadn’t counted nor prepared myself for him to become like this - distant and ignoring me. He was in the living room, watching the news, while I was in the kitchen washing the dishes. I washed the dishes slowly, bracing myself because I knew after this, I had to apologize to him, but wha
“Oh Damian..” I circled my arms at the back of his neck and buried my face in his neck, crying for him, crying for the little boy that he was. All these times I thought my demon was the worst, but he had been living and battling with his own even uglier demon. I had many people supporting me, he was even my strength, but he was battling alone, and this hurt my heart. “They took turns fucking me every day and they always came all over my body, leaving me sticky with their disgusting cum. Every time I struggled, every time I showed them that it hurt, they would become even rougher and they would laugh mockingly at me, telling me how I was secretly enjoying it too.” He shuddered as he paused suddenly. “Fuck, maybe they were right. Maybe I was secretly enjoying it, and that was the real reason why I didn’t tell my mom.” His laugh that came after that sounded so bitter, full of self-loathe, that it wrenched my heart. “N
Damian became even more affectionate toward me after he told me of his demon. He kept holding me, not letting me go, and that made me smile and laugh all day. He was the most affectionate man I had ever known, and I didn’t even know that he could get more affectionate. But who was I to deny his affections? After dinner, we washed the dishes together, with him throwing bubbles at me. He was playful and relaxed, and I loved him being this way. We took a shower together and dried each other bodies, tickling each other, and giggling. We were happy. He pulled me along to the bed, both of us naked, of course, and he sat back against the headboard, positioning me, so I was straddling him. I could feel us against each other, but he didn’t do anything about it. He looked at me instead, smiling softly while caressing my face, brushing my hair away from my face. “Baby girl, you asked me why I.. hated yo