[CLOSED] you're giving me such a rush.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Marcus kissed him back gently, then shook his head. "No. I want you.." He mumbled, sitting up carefully. He pulled Tony into his lap, hugging him tightly. But he was obviously still scared, had been through far more than he wanted to.

Britt walked over to Zoey, kissing her gently. "Everyone's okay now.. Everything's okay.." He breathed, gently stroking her cheek.

"Please don't leave.. I don't want him to hurt you too.." Marc pleaded with Tony, clinging to the boy.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Tony hugged him close, terrified to let go.

Zoey met to kiss halfheartedly, jaw trembling as she shook her head. "No.." She rasped. "He's not just done, Britt... That's not what he wants..." She tilted her head against his hand closed her eyes.

Tony drew in a breath. "I won't, I'll stay..." He mumbled.
"Marc.. Do you know who he was? Or at least what he looked like?" Zoey questioned, voice husky from crying and screaming earlier. She looked up at Britton, then towards the other two boys again. Tony looked so broken curled up there. They both did.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"This is what he wants, Zoey.. He wants to torture you.. Plain and simple." He said quietly, kissing Her forehead gently.

Marc held him tightly, rocking him gently. "I only saw him a couple times at the club.. It was like he was looking for someone.. He had kinda dark hair and brown eyes.. Really skinny.. He's a demon, like you two." He ran a hand over Tony's wings. "I'm sorry, Tony.. I didn't want to.."

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey drew in a breath, didn't feel like arguing. She knew he was right. She pulled him closer absently, grip on his hand tightening aas Marcus explained. "It was Jason," She breathed. "Or whatever he might go by now..."

Tony kept an arm around him. "Don't be sorry, Marc.. Why,should you be sorry..?" He relaxed some at the touch over his wings, could care less that he had ruined his shirt, and probably his jeans now too considering the blood on the bed.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt held her close, gently running his fingers through her hair. "He isn't going to tell you his name now.. Then you could turn him in for raping Marcus." He kissed her forehead again, rocking her gently.

"Because he kept making me kiss him.. He wouldn't stop until I finally came.. He kept making me feel guilty, like I asked for it.. I only answered the door in my towel because I thought it was you.. I didn't ask for anything.." He ran a shaky hand over Tony's back, tears falling down his cheeks. "I didn't wanna do it, Tony.. I feel like I cheated on you.."

"Come on.." Britt whispered, gently pulling Zoeys hand. He could tell Marc was about to break.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

"It isn't your fault, Marc... You didn't cheat, he made you.." He kissed him, nestling close. "It's okay, Marc...I'm not gonna go anywhere."

"I know he won't," She muttered. "What was he doing at the parlor, anyway?" She kept him close, watching the other two, then turned towards the door. "Call me if you need anything..." She murmured, clearing her thriat.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Marc hugged him close, rocking him gently. He didnt want to let him go, was too afraid that he was going to get mad and leave. "Okay, thank you." He said, waving to them.

"I gave him a tattoo Uh.. behind his ear. A skull." Britt said, messing with his bracelet around his wrist. He took Zoeys hand, gently pulling her back out to the truck. He opened the door for her, leaning in the truck to kiss her gently.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Tony just cuddled up stubbornly close, watching them leave.

Zoey followed him to the truck, sitting down. She leaned up some as he bent to kiss her, her hand sliding gently to the back of his neck.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt smiled, slowly pulling away. "You look beautiful tonight.." He said, gently stroking her cheek. He walked around to the other side of the truck, climbing in. He pulled his keys out of his pocket, sticking them in the ignition. He raised his hands over his head in a stretch, pulling his shirt back down when he lowered his arms. "So, what did you wanna do tonight?" He asked, looking over at her.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey smiled sheepishly. "Thank you," She whispered, despite felling like she was nothing but a mess right now. She watched him with admiration as he got in, then shrugged. "I didn't have any specific plans.." It was late now, anyway. "We could rent movies and go back to my place if you want.." Just add long as she was with him instead of alone.