A/N: Hey everyone, I don't have much of an excuse other than insane writers block, but I'm back now with a new chapter, and will be updating more. I love all of you and I hope you keep reading.

Warnings! Mentions of rape in this chapter, and some lemony goodness.

Jack's POV:

I was released from the hospital a week after being checked in, and Aster stayed with me almost the whole time. On the day of my release he brought me some clothes and took me out to eat. It wasn't an insanely nice restaurant, but I thought it was so nice.

This wasn't the first time he ate out with me, but it was strange, I had never eaten out before I had moved in with Aster, we never had the money to when it was just my sister and I, and after she died I only lived off of the money I could make doing odd jobs.

"Jack?" I looked up as Aster said my name. "What are you going to order?" He asked, smiling at me, I smiled back.

"Umm, whatever your having is fine." This seemed to make him slightly worried, but he nodded none the less. When the waiter came to take our order, Aster ordered for both of us. I was thankful, I still had trouble talking to people, seeing as I had been bullied for so long, I didn't know how to properly do much.
"Are you happy to finally be out of there?" Aster asked, looking at me. I nodded silently, sipping my glass of water, he frowned again. He was silent as he waved down a waiter, and whispered something into his ear, the waiter looked nervous, but nodded anyway.

Aster smirked at me, looking over at the waiter as he did whatever it was that Aster asked of him. A few minutes later he approached the table, with a glass of something that looked like strawberry lemonade, and set it down in front of me, before smiling and walking away.

"What's this?" I asked quietly. He just smirked again, gesturing for me to try it. He lifted up his glass just as I did, and bumped them together.
"Here's to getting released from the hospital." Aster cheered, taking a drink of his glass. I sipped mine. It was sweet with just a splash of sour, and I hummed, taking another drink.

"It's so good." I said, smiling. He smiled back, looking proud of himself for picking the right thing. It didn't take long until it was gone, and I looked at Aster, silently asking for another glass, he smiled, and ordered one. Our food came to us just minutes after the drinks. We ate in a comfortable silence, with just a few comments about how good the food was.

It was a spicy dish with a side of mashed potatoes and some kind of green vegetable I wasn't sure about. I chugged another glass of my drink, and Aster was beginning to look worried.

"Jack, I think that's enough." He said, taking my third glass away from me, I pouted, reaching for it.
"Give it back, Aster." I slurred, I couldn't figure out why I was having trouble speaking, but it didn't really worry me. Nothing did at the moment, I felt invincible.

"Jack, that's enough." He said, more sternly this time. I knew that I was being rude, but I really liked the taste of it, and even more than that, I liked the way it made me feel. All of a sudden I didn't feel very good, and my mind was getting fuzzy. "Maybe it's time we got you home." Aster said, but I was already beginning to stand, then I was falling, not sure why I wasn't able to stand straight, but not really caring either.
I felt warm arms wrap around me, and help me to a standing position, Aster threw some money on the table, before guiding me out to the car, and gently setting me in the passenger's seat.

The ride home was quiet and I spent most of it falling in and out of consciousness. I kept feeling Aster looking at me worriedly, before looking back at the road, and continue driving.

When we finally made it home, Aster threw the car in park, and rushed around to my side of the car, helping me get out.
"Aster, I feel funny." I said, hooking my arms around him.

"I know Jacki, just relax, I'll take care of you." He said, practically carrying me into the house, and setting me down on the couch. "Do you need anything?" He asked, and I just looked up at him, smiling.

I didn't know what was happening, but my entire body felt hot, and I really needed something.
"Aster~" I heard myself practically wine.

Aster POV:
When I set Jack on the couch, I knew something was wrong, other than being drunk out of his wits.

"Do you need anything?" I asked, leaning down toward Jack, knelling in front of him. There was a look in his eyes that I recognized, and I became even more worried.

"Aster~" He begged. I gulped quite loudly, and looked him in the eyes. They were the same icy blue, but this time they were covered in a lust filled glaze. He looked so desperate.

"Jack, your drunk, you need to just sleep." I said, then regretted it, as soon as I saw his eyes widen.

"That's what ya say ever'time I need ya." Jack slurred, and I cursed myself for using those words again. "I love ya' Aster." He said, looking so serious.

"Jack-" I was cut off by tears running down Jack's face.

"I know, I know, dammit." He cursed. "I know I'm just a brat that doesn't know what he's saying. But please Aster, I feel funny. I need you."

I didn't even get the chance to respond as his lips landed sloppily on mine. They were so cold, and still tasted like sour strawberries. I couldn't help myself as I pushed back into them, needing to taste more of him.

"A-Aster..." He begged, pulling on my shirt.

"It's alright Jacki. I'll take care of you." I couldn't believe I said it, but then I realized that I truly meant it.

I kissed Jack again, pulling him onto my lap, so that he was on top me. He was still so cold despite being so close.

"Please, more." He begged, pulling me closer yet. I released his lips, and placed mine on his neck, kissing down it, before resting on his pulse and biting down.
Jack gasped, yanking me closer, and closing his eyes in pleasure. I felt guilty, doing this when he was so drunk, but right now, it was what we both needed. I felt him get hard, as I licked the spot I had bit, and sucked it lightly.

I placed my hand under his blue sweater and moved my hand up toward his pert nipples. He moaned loudly as I pinched one. I couldn't take it anymore, I yanked off his sweater and took in the sight of his creamy skin hungerliy. He wasn't muscled in any sense of the word. In fact, he was skinny, to the point of almost being able to see his ribs and his collarbone stuck out in a weird way.

He looked up at me through lust filled eyes and a blush sitting on his cheeks. I leaned down, taking one of his nipples into my mouth, and sucking while twisting the other one in my fingers.

He panted, reaching up at me.

"A-Aster, more, I need more." I felt myself grow even harder at the way he begged. It was getting to the point where even I was loosing control. I touched his length through his tight brown pants, and he made a high pitched keening noise, before bucking into my hand.

Feeling like he wouldn't be able to last much longer, I pulled off Jack's pants and underwear. I leaned down, taking him in my mouth and sucking lightly.

Jack POV:
As Aster finally took me in his mouth, I felt my mind go wild, and I just melted in his hands.

It didn't take long before I reached my peek, and came inside of Aster's mouth. I was still panting heavily when I felt Aster stand, and pull down his pants.
"Jacki, please, I need you." He growled into my ear, his manhood pressing against my thigh.

"Yes, Aster! Please!" He growled in a predatory way, before he leaned down and kissed me roughly. I felt one of his large fingers enter me stretching me. I cried out as another one of his fingers entered me, stretching me even more. I wanted to cry, it hurt so bad, but at the same time it was exactly what I needed.

It didn't take long before Aster's fingers were removed from me, and I whined from the loss. It didn't take long before something even bigger entered me, and stretched me to my limit.

Then everything was gone, and was replaced by a memory, it was no longer Aster on top of me, but instead that tall man that ran the building I used to live in.

"Please, no." Jack begged, he thought he had gotten rid of this memory, locked it up so deep inside of himself that it couldn't be found anymore.
He was wrong.

It was back, and just as bad as it had been when it had happened. The large man with almost grey skin smiled evilly at me, before taking me harshly and without any preparation. He slammed in over and over again, taking all of my innocence with him.

"No! Stop! Please, no more!" I screamed, tears leaking from my eyes, and spilling onto the floor. "Stop!" All motion stopped as Aster removed himself quickly from inside Jack.

Aster POV:
Everything had been going so well, but just as I entered Jack, all of his motion stopped and he was completely still, not moving, his eyes not seeing me anymore.

His mind saw someone else, and I almost cried out as he screamed for me to stop. Jack looked so scared, and he curled in on himself just as I pulled out. He was sobbing quietly, shaking and curling closer in on himself, holding his head in his small, pale hands.

"Jack?" I asked kindly, trying to touch his shoulder.

"Don't touch me! Please...please." At first I thought maybe I should just back away, but I couldn't leave him like this. I pulled Jack onto my lap, holding him tightly and rocking back and forward.

"Shh, Jacki, it's alright, everything is going to be fine. I'm here. I've got you." Jack's eyes closed as he breathed in leaning in closer to me.
"A-Aster?" he asked, his voice horse from his crying. Jack pulled Aster closer, no longer out of need for release, but now for the need of comfort.
"Shh, Jacki, I got you." I soothed, smoothing out his hair, and kissing his forehead. "It's gonna be fine...I love you." Jack looked up at me with tear filled icy eyes.

"Thank you, Aster." He said, before closing his eyes and falling in to an undisturbed sleep.