Warning: If you don't feel comfortable with these two getting intimate, you might not want to read this chapter!

I went back into the room as Jesse was leaving. I locked the door and threw my mask back on the desk. I did like that I could be this comfortable around him already. But that's only here. In these four walls.

As soon as I turned back toward him, he was on me, working the buttons on my shirt and kissing my neck. So far his favorite spot...

"Hey... hey... Sean... babe!" I said, trying to pry his hands and lips off of me, as hard as it was to. "Come on! I need to talk to you first."

He sighed, "Sorry, what's on your mind?"

"Well, here's the thing... I need you to keep it a secret. It's not anything to do with you, don't get me wrong. It's my brother..."

"I know he hates me, but..."

I couldn't tell him the real reason. "No, Sean, you don't get it. He doesn't know I'm... whatever the hell I am."

"You don't know?"

"I've never really had a relationship." I blurted out. "I've always been so... scary to people. And so insecure because of my looks, my burns... I figured, who the hell would ever really want me?"

"Well, I do." he said, kissing my neck again, "And we don't have to tell anyone until you're ready."

"Really?" I asked, hopefully.

"Yeah, not too many people know about me either. Pretty much just DX. Besides, whose business is it of other people, anyway?"

"Good, I'm glad you're not upset." I replied, "It's just that some people like to be really forward and out in the open with their relationships. But, I agree, it's no one's business but our own."

He began kissing my neck again, before asking, "Now where was I?"

I groaned in pleasure as his teeth began scraping against my collarbone lightly, and he got the rest of my shirt buttons undone. I tugged his shirt off of him quickly, before pulling his lips to mine. I could still taste the coffee and that taste I was beginning to know all so well... Sean. He knew just the way to move his tongue and nibble on my lips to make me crazy. I grabbed his hips and pulled them down into my lap, as I sat on the bed, I pushed my hands inside his shorts, scraping my fingernails up the firm muscles of his ass. His crotch jerked toward mine, his boxer clad hard on rubbing against my jeans.

"Get these fucking things off of you." He groaned in demand, eyes half-full with pure lust.

"You know, you do still have a concussion." I reminded, as my hand moved around to pull him out of the front of his shorts and start playing with him, moving slowly up and down his huge member. "You know we shouldn't."

"Oh, you've gotta be kidding! You fucking tease!"

I just shook my head and laughed, "I never said I was a tease." I pulled off his boxers, picked him up and slammed him down on the bed. My mouth caught his again, before moving to his ear... his neck... and a trail all the way down his torso, until I got to his cock. He was rock hard, all for me, I couldn't believe it. I grabbed the base and began playing with the head with my tongue. He groaned in delight and grabbed my hair, tugging hard, as my mouth travelled down his shaft.

I knew my constant throat problems might end up causing difficulties in this area of our relationship. He was huge, and was probably going to make my sore throat worse. but at this moment, I didn't care. It was going to be worth it. I worked him again with my hand, as I sucked on the fingers of the other. I found his hole and began sliding them in, slowly working back and forth. I curled my index slightly and took his dick back into my mouth at the same time, getting a yelp of pleasure. I guess I found his prostate. The problem is, that when I did, his nails dug deeply into the middle of my back, scraping up my shoulder blades. Not that I didn't love how it felt, sending a jolt straight to my aching cock... it's just, now it's not a secret. Now Mark will know.

I couldn't let that ruin this now though. He was thrusting himself down as I entered another finger, fucking himself on them. I found his prostate again as my tongue played with the slit on the head of his dick.

"Oh God!" He yelled, "So, so close!"

My fingers and tongue began flicking like crazy, sending him screaming over the edge. I crawled back up his body and kissed him softly. Knowing he could taste himself on me was kinda hot. I grabbed his hips again and flipped him on top of me, grinding my crotch into his ass so hard, jeans still holding it back so much.

His hands went straight for my zipper, as he bit my bottom lip. He then moved his teeth to my neck, lightly biting and sucking at the flesh. He got my pants open and began rubbing at the outside of my boxers.

My legs definitely were the worst of my scars, and I was nervous about this for sure. He said he didn't care, but what if he felt different once he saw them up close? Would he really wanna stick around?

He worked my pants down my legs and I couldn't help but let out a gasp of dreaded anticipation. He definitely heard me, and looked up with a softened expression. "Hey..." he said, as he placed a kiss on the scars on my knee. "Listen to me." He added, as he moved to my inner thigh. "You're fucking beautiful." Trailing his tongue closer, and closer. "And don't let snyone tell you otherwise or they gotta answer to me now." He said, as he finally took my aching dick into his mouth.

I had tears well in my eyes with the things he said, what he just did... although they went away fast with what he was doing now. His tongue... his mouth... so perfect. His teeth scraped against the underside of my cock softly. His tongue worked slowly along the vein there, it sent shivers down my spine. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. It had been so long since... since anyone had made me feel this good. I couldn't help but fuck his mouth the closer and closer I came to orgasm. He gagged and I was going to stop, but he just moaned and kept going, loving every second of it.

My fingers grabbed a chunk of his hair, yanking hard as I came down his throat. Both of us were moaning so loud, I'm surprised we didn't get a noise complaint called on us. He kissed back up my chest and traced his tongue lazily around my nipple, before laying his head on my chest.

"You cannot tell me that was the first time you've done that." He insisted, while still trying to catch his breath.

"I said no relationships, I never said I was a virgin." I replied, before adding, "That was amazing, by the way."

"Oh, just you wait until we get cleared from the doctor, mister." He said with a devilish grin. "So, how about we hop in the shower and then order some breakfast?"

"Mmm, sounds good." We got in the shower, which didn't consist of much washing at first until we realized we were wasting all the hot water. When we got out, it was already too late for breakfast and we had to order lunch. It's insane how fast time can fly by.