***RED*** I sat at Larry's side the whole time he was at the hospital. I held his hand while they stitched up his head wound, listened to the doctor carefully when he explained the pain medication and what signs to look out for in case there was further damage. We finally left around 9, Larry was still holding my hand, he was cussing under his breath about the bandage around his head. "Don't pull at it Larry." Gently I reached up and pulled his hand away from his head, "But it itches." He pouted at me. I smiled at him keeping hold of his wrist, "I know honey. But you need to leave it on. At least until you get home." His face fell slightly, "Do you have to go now?" I thought about it for a moment, I felt responsible for what happened, even though he hadn't said. I know it was someone sent by Wolf that hurt him, and that must have been because of me.i shrugged internally, in for a penny and all that. "I can come home with you. The doctor said we have to keep an eye on you." His face lit up and I was grabbed into a bone breaking hug. "Really!? Cool I can cook for you and we can watch movies and." He word ended suddenly and looking up I saw that his face was deathly pale, sweat forming on his top lip. The dynamic shifted, now I was the one holding him, straining under his weight as his knees buckled, "Hey. Maybe we should take you back in?" He shook his head weakly, "I want you to come home with me." My heart melted and I smiled at him, "Ok, but maybe we should hold off on big plans. Let's see how you feel when we get there." I moved so his arm was over my shoulder and he could lean on me. "Okai, one day I cook for you." "Of course you will." But I wasn't so sure, part of me felt I wouldn't live to see that day. ***LARRY*** My head felt woozy as I handed Red the keys to my place. She kept one arm round my waist supporting me as she opened the door and then helped me inside. She snapped on the light making me hiss and flinch back from the sudden brightness, "Oh god! Sorry!" She flicked it back off, leaving me temporarily blind, she lead me inside and set me on the sofa. She moved away and a lamp came on, it's soft light much easier on my eyes. I watched her as she came to sit next to me, her hand came up and smoothed a lock of her hair behind her ear. "Do you need anything?" I shook my head, "can you just sit with me?" She nodded with a shy smile, I grabbed her hand and pulled her to me, she cuddled into my side, fitting like she had been made for me. We sat for a long time in silence, my fingers trailing slowly up and down her arm, her head under my chin. It felt nice, it felt right. "Does your head hurt?" I shifted slightly, now that she had mentioned it my head did hurt, a low level pounding behind my eyes. She didn't wait for my answer, instead she moved to sit up. Her face worried, she touched my head softly. "I'll make you something to eat and then you can take some painkillers, ok?" I nodded weakly, amazingly she leaned in and kissed my cheek. I was in shock as she got up and moved to the kitchen. The light came on and I watched as she got me something to eat. As much as I had wanted to cook for her, I liked watched her in my kitchen. I liked the idea of her catering for me. I must have fallen asleep because I jerked awake when her soft hand touched my cheek. I grabbed her hand and held it to me, a flush spread up her face as she smiled at me. "Food." Looking down I saw that in her other hand she held a plate with some kind of pasta in sauce on it. Gently I eased myself up and tried to take the plate from her. "Nope." Her eyes smiled at me as she sat beside my and picked up a forkful of food, "Open wide." My lips twitched with a smile as I did as she asked. My eyebrows lifted when I tasted the food, it was good, my tongue darted out to catch some of the sauce that didn't make it. I watched her pupils dilate and her mouth part as I did. Tension crackled between us as she fed me. She didn't let up until the last drop was gone. "Thank you." Again she flushed, "I hope it was ok." "Better then okai. Was amazing." She beamed at me, "Want your pain meds now?" I shook my head a grabbed her as she went to stand, slowly drawing her to me, "Non, I want to be in my right mind to feel this." Before she could protest, I slanted my lips over hers. Gently holding her wrist in case she tried to run. But she surprised me, she moaned into me and fought my hold, only to slide her arms round my neck to deepen the kiss. ***RED*** This was stupid, and dangerous, and did I mention stupid? But I didn't care, not one little bit. As Larry and I kissed, lips moving softly together, His hands holding me close, I found I didn't care at all. Fuck Wolf, fuck him and his bullshit, I was leaving. I was done. He hurt Larry, the one man who's given a fuck about me in years, he hurt him, he could have killed him. So I was done. He might kill me, he would defiantly kill me. So i was going to make love to Larry. That way if I did die, I would die knowing real love. He shifted, dragging me to sit astride him, his hands sliding up my top and touching my bare back. I shuddered and sighed into his mouth, his touch was like fire. Anxious now, like a part of my mind was worried we would be interrupted, I wanted to hurry. But he slowed me down, grabbing my hands when I tried to pull his shirt off. "Why so fast? Let me enjoy you." Again he lifted me, settling me back on to the couch and moving to loom over me. The bandage round his head was a stark reminder of what had brought me here, to his home. Gently I touched his head, "I got you hurt." He butted at my hand, making me move it from his injury, "don't think of this now. I make you think of other things." His head lowered, his nose skimming over my cheek, his breath fluttering over my neck, "You smell good." His lips touched me and I arched up, I wanted him to hurry, a small part of me was scared, something bad was coming, and I didn't know how to stop it. Almost as if he had read my mind he pulled me up and quick as a flash my top was gone. Instinct made me reach up to cover myself, but he caught my hands, "Don't hide from me." He pulled my hands down and bent to kiss my collarbone, "Beautiful, every inch of you." His voice was low, I could barely hear him, but I felt him. They way his hands skimmed over me, the soft touches of his lips on my skin, the way he eased my bra off me, my jeans off me. I felt beautiful, treasured, worshipped. For once I felt like something worthy of love, and I didn't want to lose this. As much as I loved his touch on me, a small part of my mind was distracted. I was cheating on Wolf. And yes he had done the same to me, over and over, but for years he had kept a roof over my head, in his own way he looked after me. That small part of my mind balked at the idea of hurting him, even if he's hurt me so much worse. The gradual betrayal of the abuse, the endless pain of hoping and praying he would change but never did. All of it crushed my spirit, and yet still, here I was half naked with another man, a man that treated me so carefully. And still I felt guilty. The guilt left the second his lips closed round my nipple and his hand burrowed into my panties and his fingers grazed my clit. I arched and gasped, "So wet. Just for me." And it was, I was shocked at how wet I felt. Now my body had sucked my mind back into the here and now I was amazed at its response. Sex had never excited me that much, even before it got hard to bare with Wolf, I was always a slightly unwilling participant. But right now, it was all I wanted, all I could focus on. Wolf always needed to lube me up, when he remembered. Or it would be painful for me, so painful, it burnt like raw fire when we had sex. Which I guess is why he cheated so much. Larry moved faster now, his own shirt getting pulled off and thrown off somewhere. I worried for his head but then he stood and yanked down his jeans and boxers in one go. He was huge, his body corded with muscle that I didn't expect. He was so slim and tall I didn't expect the strength. Not giving me time to properly appreciate him he pulled up and spun us so he sat and I straddled him. His fingers gripping me tight on my hips, "I wish I could go slow for you. But I just." His face clouded, the bad feeling that was sitting heavy on me must have affected him too. I silenced him with a kiss, reaching between us to stroke him. He was hot and heavy in my hand, his ragged groan filled my mouth. He didn't bother taking my panties off, he pulled them aside, stroked me once then lifted me and pulled me slowly down on to him. My breath caught and I flung my head back, mouth stretched wide with a silent cry, it felt so good, he felt so good. And then he began to move me. For a few minutes I just let him lift and drop me, the tingles that raced up my body stopping me from doing anything more. But then I wanted him to enjoy it too, I wanted him breathless and weak with pleasure like I was. So I began to grind my hips in small circles, his hiss and grunt letting me know I was doing what he liked. I couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was coming, I felt crushed under the weight of it. He felt it too, I know he did, our eyes met and his were just as wolf as mine must have been, and so we plunged on. Frantic, faster, racing the cloud of doom that was about to hit us. We only just managed to win, he swelled inside me, and it pushed me over. I came, hard, shuddering and pulsing around him as he burst also, his face buried between my breasts, growling as he kissed and sucked my skin. I went limp. Falling heavily on him, our skin wet with sweat, the smell of sex in the air. And that's how Wolf found us.