“How did you get away from Loki?” Campbell questioned after a couple minutes of silence.
“He said that he knew I hated them and that I was setting me free. I left that very day, stole some money from his wallet, then booked a few modeling gigs. It all took off from there. I hadn’t seen or heard from him until today.”
“Why does he want you back all of a sudden?”
“He’s probably bored of playing with himself.” I growled with a blush as I said it. Campbell chuckled and kissed the top of my head.
“I love you. I will never hand you over to that man. Not after what you explained to me.”
“Thanks Cowboy,” I chuckled as he made a face. “I love you too.”
Campbell turned on the TV and flipped it to the ten o’clock [pm] news. I pulled the covers completely over myself, snuggling my face into his smooth, firm chest.
“T-Terrence…is…is that…you?” My blood turned to ice as I turned my face and pulled the covers down a bit to peek at the TV screen. On the screen was the massive drawing of me that Loki had drawn of me, tied to the bed on the plane. I tried to snatch the remote from Campbell but he held it out of reach, staring at the screen. Finally, they took the picture off the screen, bashed me a bit and moved on.
“I’M GOING TO KILL HIM! THAT WAS PERSONAL BETWEEN HIM AND I!” I shrieked trying to disentangle myself from the covers but Campbell grabbed my upper arm.
“It is you…” He whispered. His face was pale. “Y-You let him…?”
“No…he forced me to. He tied me up.” I mumbled falling back against Campbell’s chest. He released my arm, kissing the top of my head. I whimpered, reaching for the remote but Campbell set it out of my reach.
Campbell wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me close.
“I want to make love to you Terrence. I know this is horrible timing to bring it up now but I just want to let you know. I love you Terrence.”
“I-I-I…I can’t…” I stammered feeling suddenly frantic. Campbell pulled me closer to him.
“I’m not like that man from your past. I would never hurt you like he did. You ought to know me better than that.”
“I know you’re not like Loki but I’m scared. I’m really scared.”
“I’ll stop if you want me to but please, Terrence, for me.” Campbell brushed his lips along my jaw. I shuddered even though this was nothing new from him. He did this a lot…the only difference is, is the reason.
I turned over to face him. He looked at me and I pressed my lips to his. He smiled, sliding his tongue into my mouth. This was the farthest we had ever gone together. Campbell slid on top of me, keeping his body light, unlike Loki had done. I didn’t struggle even though I felt like an animal being hunted. Campbell means me no harm and I understand that. Past experiences though have caused me to be like this.
“I love you.” He whispered as he pulled my shirt over my head.
“I love you too Campbell.” I mimicked his tone. Campbell held me tighter, moving lower to kiss down my chest to the waist band of my sweatpants. Suddenly, I jerked away, curling up into a ball, shivering.
“Hey, hey, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.” Campbell murmured stroking my side. I shuddered trying to disentangle my thoughts. They were like a ball of sewing thread, practically impossible to unknot.
“It’s ok. I…I just have…the…this just brings up the bad…memories.” I stammered trying to form a coherent sentence through my chattering teeth.
“Well then let’s just make good memories.” Campbell purred with a sensitive smile. I unwrapped myself from the ball, placing my arms around Campbell’s neck. He kissed my lips for a second before I pulled away a bit again.
“This is something I really want Campbell. Even if I say no, please, don’t listen to me. Help me work through my fears because it’s you.” I smiled.
Campbell nodded, beginning to nip gently at my chest, taking it slower this time. He made his way like a snail down to the waistband of my sweatpants. He slid them off carefully, tossing them onto the floor. He checked my expression before slipping off my boxers, heaving them next to my sweatpants.
“C-Camp-Campbell…I’m sorry for lying to you.” I whispered as my entire body warmed. Campbell was grinding his hips over mine, educing groans from my lips. He uttered a soft moan, grinding faster.
“All is forgiven because I love you and I can never stay mad at you for long.” His voice wasn’t breathless. He’s in better shape than I am because with my high metabolism, I could sit around eating ice cream all day and watching movie and I would never gain an ounce.
Campbell took me into his hands, massaging gently till I started to pre-cum. I groaned and tried to get closer or get his hands to move faster. He sat up, dragging me into his lap. I blushed, pressing my face into the crook of his neck. He pushed one finger into my entrance.
“NO!” I cried struggling violently. His finger hit my prostate and I gasped in pleasure, completely forgetting my fears for the moment.
“Aha, right there hmm?” He added two more fingers and nudged it when I whimpered in pain. I was already painfully hard. Campbell removed his fingers gently the turned to lie on his back, sitting me on his stomach.
“W-What…?” I stammered pressing my hands to my cheeks.
“Lower yourself onto me.” Campbell whispered stroking my hardened member. I trembled, rising to lower myself onto Campbell’s rock hard appendage.
“Oww…” I whimpered lowering my face as I lowered myself more.
“Don’t force your body,” Campbell panted clutching my hips. “Move your hips a bit.”
I obeyed and suddenly hit my prostate again.
“Ahhh…” I cried out arching my back and dropping myself farther onto Campbell. He groaned as I began moving my hips more. After a couple minutes, a warm liquid entered my body. Campbell and I both uttered low moans. I lowered myself farther with a whimper now. “Oww…”
Campbell took me into his hands, stroking me gently.
“Please…let me…” Campbell’s eyes were wide.
“You never have to ask Terrence, my baby.” He whispered uttering another groan as I shifted to hit my prostate again. I came into his hands with a pleasured groan, lifting myself slowly. Campbell moaned, arching his back slightly.
“I really love you Campbell.” He grabbed some tissues from the nightstand and cleaned up his hands before touching my face. He let me lie on top of him and kissed my lips gently. He doesn’t even have to say it to let me know I love him. It’s everything he does that assures me of his ardor.
Suddenly my phone vibrated on the nightstand. I started to move over to it but Campbell put his warm hands on my lower back, keeping me pinned to him. I smirked and kissed his lips hungrily, panting from our escapade.
“Phone…” I gasped once he let me pull away.
He released me and I leaned over, gripping my little metallic blue Juke in my hand. I flipped it open then threw it across the room after opening the picture message and reading the caption underneath. It was a picture of my having sex with Campbell, the look on my face was one of pure ecstasy as well as Campbell’s. The caption read:
So much for being gay…right Terrence…?
How about you come back and see what a real man is like?
Campbell tried to move me off him to retrieve my phone but I whimpered in pain. He winced and let me be. I wasn’t really in a lot of pain but I just don’t want him to see the picture and read the text. I wonder how Loki got my number. It’s probably from one of my bosses like Mr. Rinehart.
I sighed, resting my face against my love’s bare chest. It rose and fell with every breath. He rubbed small circles on my back with his thumb, breathing evenly while I was still panting. Although some of my panting had to do with my semi-hyperventilation.
“Terrance…what was it?” He questioned kissing the top of my head.
“It was nothing.” I smiled brightly.
“Then why did you throw your phone across the room?”
“It was nothing…”
“Please tell me…you’ve never kept secrets from me before. Well…besides about Loki and everything, but I can understand why you did that…” He whispered.
I slid off him, motioning for him to go retrieve the phone. He rose and pulled on his boxers, snatching up my phone. It nearly fell from his hands when he saw the content the little screen held.
“He’s watching us?!” Campbell was immediately enraged. I shuddered and nodded, yanking the blankets up, over my body.
“Campbell, I’m scared.” I stammered beginning to cry.
“Come on. Let’s go to The French Republic.” Campbell walked over to the closet, pulling a suitcase from it. I watched him throw clothes in the suitcase. He zipped it up, pulling down another.
“Campbell…he’s not going to stop…ever…” I whimpered shutting my eyes.
“Yes he will.”
“He likes the chase. He likes it for someone to defend me and then he’ll undermine them somehow.” I shouted suddenly, sitting up, making sure the covers stayed around my waist. Campbell set some clothes in the suitcase before moving over to the bed to take my hands in his.
“Everything will be ok Terrence,” Campbell soothed kissing my cheek. “Go take a shower, get dressed and wait for me in the car. I’ll finish packing.”
I nodded, pulling on my boxers before darting into the bathroom. I showered, got dressed then rushed outside with the car keys. Loki was leaning against the sleek, red Jag. I began to back away, noticing a Bentley behind the car. Loki pushed off the car, trailing lightly over to me.
“Just leave us alone.” I began bravely. Loki reached out, snagging my upper arm. I jerked back, feeling suddenly desperate. I opened my mouth to scream but Loki forced his lips upon mine. This was all too familiar to me. I clamped my teeth down on his tongue when he tried to shove it into my mouth.
“GAH…” He cried out, wrenching himself from me. He still held onto my shoulders. “You little bitch.” He began dragging me towards the Bentley, kicking my legs out from underneath me.
“CAMPBELL…!” I screamed frantically. Suddenly, the door banged open and Campbell emerged with a revolver. He aimed it at Loki.
“Let him go Loki. Don’t you think you’ve forced him to suffer your cruelty long enough?” Campbell growled striding powerfully towards us. Loki’s grip faltered, giving me the chance to break free, if only I could have gotten my legs underneath myself in time. He jerked open the door to the Bentley which I realized was idling almost silently.
“Campbell…” I whimpered as Loki tried to force me in. I kicked him in the jaw. He recoiled, backing into Campbell who had snuck up behind him. His face was priceless. Campbell gripped his shoulder, hitting him over the head with the revolver.
“Get my car Terrence, drive out to Miller’s Field and I’ll be there within the hour.” Campbell ordered letting Loki drop to the ground. I scrambled to my feet, picking the keys up from the ground where I had dropped them, hopped into the Jag while Campbell shoved Loki into the trunk of his car, squealing out of the driveway. I backed out after him, following his orders. Campbell went the other way.
I waited for him at Miller’s Field for an hour and forty-five minutes, noticing the Bentley pulling up the road. I got back in the Jag, fearing that it was Loki behind the wheel. Campbell stepped out, his lip was bloody and he was favoring his left shoulder, blood soaking through his tan leather jacket.
