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“You’re not letting me fuck you,” Karl said matter-of-factly. “That’s fucking rich. You’re nothing, you know?” The last words were spat like they were poison.

Francesco tensed. What was the fucker going on about now? “What do you mean?” he asked. His throat was dry. Had it all been in vain, after all?

Karl laughed and bent over like he had just heard the most hilarious joke in his life. Francesco trembled as he felt a myriad of ants crawling under his skin, as the silence filled with that crazy laughter. Just as he was about to shout or do something to make Karl stop, the fucker began talking again.

“Tonight,” he said, his voice heating with each word, “I bent over backwards so that I could call my father. I asked him the biggest fucking favor in my entire life.”

Francesco remained quiet.

“He wanted to know why, of course, why in the freaking world I’d ask him for something insane like that. So I told him a big fat lie. Do you want to hear the big fat lie, Cesco?”

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“I don’t fuck you for several days, and you’re like this? How the fuck? You weren’t this tight when I fucked you the first time.”

Or maybe you’re not hard enough, Francesco thought but kept his mouth shut. “Maybe hatefucking isn’t your thing,” he breathed out.

“Shut up,” Karl said with a gloomy expression on his face.

Their bodies were getting reacquainted. Karl slammed inside him hard, making him gasp. This wouldn’t be their usual. Francesco braced himself, the feeling of fear washing over him again. He didn’t even know why. Karl had fucked him before. But now, Francesco was scared because he knew the guy was hating him. And a strange sensation of having lost something important flushed through his system.

“Stop it,” Karl hissed in his face as he was fucking himself inside Francesco’s body. “I’m not doing anything to you I haven’t done before. The fuck you’re crying about?”

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Francesco walked over to Mouse and grabbed him by the shoulders. “How could I not worry? I’m not leaving you behind.”

“You’re not?” Mouse quirked his eyebrows.

“I don’t want to.”

Mouse caressed his face slowly. “I love you, Kekko. But once you get on that chopper, forget about me, okay?”

“What? The fuck you’re saying?” Francesco couldn’t hold his hurt in. He didn’t want to.

Mouse’s eyes were shiny and clear as he spoke. “Exactly what you just heard. Forget about me. Forget about this place. You belong there, not here. Not even with one single heartbeat, hear me?”

Francesco shook his head. He didn’t want to cry in front of Mouse like that, not when he was the one with chances of getting back home. Mouse embraced him and together they stood like that.

“What is it?”

It took him a moment to realize that Mouse wasn’t talking to him. He turned to see Karl in the door, the rain slushing down his wet clothes. There was something unreadable in his eyes. “Ty is sick. Mouse, come.”

He turned without another word. Francesco moved after Mouse without being told.

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He wasn’t surprised when he was caught from behind by strong hands. Karl snuck them both under his t-shirt and began pulling at his nipples. “Hey, watch it, fucker, they’re not detachable,” he whispered and leaned back into that rough embrace.

“I love seeing them poking through your shirt. Do you think the others didn’t notice?”

“Notice what? That my nipples are showing? We already spend more time naked around each other than dressed, so I don’t think they care.”

Karl teased his nipples viciously. Even if it stung, the pain was mixed with a sort of perverted pleasure. He enjoyed having them pulled like that, and he knew that they must have grown thicker and longer since Karl was playing with them.

“Suck on them,” he pleaded.

“Want me to suck your tits?” Karl removed his t-shirt and undressed Francesco, too.

He was on his back, with Karl on top, and the other was taking his nipples in his mouth, sucking hard on them and driving him crazy. He bit from time to time, making him hiss and gasp, but even that felt good.

“You must have wrecked me,” he said softly. “I like it when you’re rough.”

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“What I do for Anya is agreed upon up the ladder. And I’m not smuggling him out.” Morgan didn’t seem upset of his outburst. “Sorry, kid. You’ll need someone with much more clout than me for this.”

Francesco looked up. “Karl,” he said and set his lips hard.

Morgan blinked a couple of times and frowned. “That a good idea?”

Francesco closed his fists. “It’s the only idea.”

He turned to walk away but Morgan caught his arm. “What are you thinking, Francesco? Talk to me.”

He stopped but didn’t face the guy. He hated him right now. “I’ll let him fuck my brains out. Then I’ll ask him. Don’t worry. You don’t have to tell me. I’m not that good a fuck. But that doesn’t mean that I won’t try.”

Morgan let out an aggravated huff. “What do you think Karl can do? Even if he wanted?”

Francesco saw red in front of his eyes. He pushed himself into Morgan’s face. “Why did you tell me to take care of him? Why? When you knew he got sentenced to remain here after we left? For all his fucking life? Can you fucking tell me?”