Psycho Chan's Note: I'm sorry for the torture I'm putting Francis through!! I really am! But I…watch a lot of SVU and I love it. I really do. But I promise it's all okay. Francis is a strong person and it will take a lot more to break him. He was raised to be sadistic and he is almost that. He still has a soul and he still wishes to find love. And he refuses to be like his parents so he has a goal in life. And with that kind of courage, he'll get there! Go Francis!

Cut Eight: Ebon

HotStreak was still being used for sex. Ebon was only using him. And he was perfectly fine with that. He didn't care at the moment, Ebon wasn't neither his mother or his father, so it was okay. Not like he had feelings for the other man. This was just part of that healing process and the fact that Francis needed to be wanted. Needed to be needed.

Sex with the shadow man was definitely worth it. It took HotStreak a long time to convince him to sleep with him. After that awkward night, Ebon started using the red head when ever he felt bored and didn't want to find a hooker. Talon was uncomfortable around her ex in that he looked like hell. But he wouldn't take her help. Not when even when they dated. Everyone ignored the cuts on his wrists like they should have. Every has their secrets, even if it was plain to see, you just don't ask.

Tonight was just a pointless fuck, as Ebon slams his boy toy to the walls of the subway, kissing him hard as the two grinding their bodies together harshly in pure lust. Ebon needed to vent and doing the red head always did the trick. HotStreak's hands quickly found the belt that held the other man's pants up, tugging the dark material down. Pulling away, Francis gets to his knees, lapping at his 'boss'.

Ebon's sigh was a good sign, urging him to go on. Opening his mouth, the fire bang baby takes in the length, tongue lashing at every inch of skin it could reach. Touching Ebon was still new to him, even though they have been screwing around for almost seven months now. He truly was like a shadow. His skin was smooth, not like skin. And his flesh seemed to absorb the heat around him.

Lacing his jet black fingers through the red hair of the younger man, Ebon shudders as he is swallowed, unnatural heat surrounding him. No other blowjob came close to the ones HotStreak gave. That heat was just addictive. Which really worked for the man. Ebon released himself with a groan, hearing the harsh swallowing of his essence within the other man's mouth.

With both ready, the two men claw at each other's clothes, desperate to start. HotStreak quickly found himself on his knees, hunched over the sofa. Ebon had already entered him, thrusting rough and rigid. The red head was clawing at the couch cushions, arching into the dark material as he is pounded into. Now that he looked back at it, he didn't know why they didn't get on the couch. Guess in that height of ecstasy, you just don't think of those things.

Their bodies burned hot, one of them hotter than the other.

Ebon lasted longer than most. With HotStreak and him, it was really a matter of who could suffer the most abuse before submitting to that pleasure, coming. The outcome of their activities never went unnoticed. The two always woke up to be a bloody mess.

It was Talon who finally said something.

"HotStreak?" Talon's voice caused the red head to flinch slightly. She was the one who started this all. "May I have a word with you?"

Too exhausted to really do anything, the man shrugs. "Sure…" Just because they were exs didn't mean they had to be pissy at each other. She had treated him right.

"Why are you with Ebon? I thought you hated being used…more than anything." HotStreak hadn't told her much but he did tell her that.

There was a short pause. "A lot has happened since you left me…I just…" He is unable to tell her what he really wanted. And that was to be loved. But, she seemed to have figured it out on her own.

"You won't get that if you hang out with Ebon…" There is deep concern in the Latina girl's voice. HotStreak missed that tone. She cared.

"I know…" HotStreak rubs his wrist. "I know…"

Without really thinking, the man took out his knife, slicing himself in front of the girl.

Talon helped him figure out that you must move on to get anywhere.

She also taught him that even though they aren't dating anymore, she still strikes fear in him whenever he does something stupid.