A/N : This chapter is the length of two chapters combined so ... take your time. :p

Numb. I don't feel anything, and neither do I want to. Pieces of paper flew by me as I clung onto James' shirt for dear life, the twins' argument barely any of my concern to my unconscious self.

"He's in danger! You don't know what he's capable of!" Shane's spoke, his voice distant to me as I stared at nothing. My mind wasn't bothering to make any sense of what was being said, comfortable in its own oblivion. "He needs to be treated, James! He needs the cure! Any longer and it won't just besurgesanymore!"

"Shut up, Shane! Before I decide to deck you, here and now, into this damn pavement!" James threatened, arms wrapped protectively around my waist. He was breathing heavily from his outburst and his posture was slumped into me, as though I was holding him up. Not that I minded, his presence was calming, in a way.

"Fucking hell! Fine, don't believe me. Read those papers for yourself and decide," Shane exclaimed. I heard his footsteps moving away before his voice returned, pleading, "They contain the loopholes in Dad's notebook. They contain the vital information yourboyfriend needs. Before he loses all sense of humanity. You know what happens when an experiment loses control."

Shane began storming off, cursing under his breath at our ignorance and how this was all avoidable. I narrowed my eyes, thinking about what he had meant by losing my humanity, which was the only thing that I caught.

He's right, Kendall. This time, I froze. The words spoken wasn't from James, who had released me to grab the papers as they fluttered slightly with the wind. It wasn't from me, physically. I was void of all emotions except fear.

The voice came from within me; in the depths of my head. An overbearing presence lurked in my mind, pulling the strings of my thoughts. It was the voice that I had when I wasn't in control, when I nearly killed my boyfriend's twin.

Somehow, it was also the voice from the James in my dreams, the mutated, demonic figure that must have started this mess.

Flashes of the silhouette lit up before me, as though it was a holographic image. Its ivory eyes slowly turned a deep shade of red, and a twisted grin stretched its lips, baring a pair of sharp-edged fangs. I was rooted to the ground, watching with wide eyes as the world slowly turned into the house in my dreams.

You won't need your humanity where I'm going to place you. No. Because you'll have front row seats to watch as I control your body and make you kill every single person you love and cherish,the figure murmured, its torn lips moving with each word, the feeling of claws brushing against my wounds airily. And I'll be starting with pretty boy here.

I gulped and looked at James, who had finally gathered the pages and was walking- Or, teetering, wincing with each step he took- towards me, oblivious of the change in scenery. The boy looked unsteady, as though his legs were in pain. James was wobbling from side to side, despite needing only a few steps to stand in front of me, and he was panting.

Fuck off and get out of my head, I told the being, desperately trying to shut it out as I grabbed hold of my weak partner. The presence chuckled darkly but faded away, probably hiding in the spaces of my skull.

The memory began to fade, the grassy fields now replaced with hard concrete pavements. I sighed thankfully.

All accusations about the brunette was pushed aside as we became one another's support into the silent household, where James propped himself up on a wall and took off his jacket, his movements slow with soft groans escaping his dry lips.

"Are you okay?" I squeaked, reluctantly reaching out to cup my boyfriend's face. I willed for my powers to stay away as I gently brushed his brown hair off his forehead, frowning at the roughness of his skin. There were dark circles under his eyes, and his breathing was fast and heavy, as though he ran around the world with his powers.

I looked at his attire disapprovingly. The jeans he had on barely fit him snugly anymore, his shirt drenched through and through with sweat and –oh God – is that blood? They seemed dried, surprisingly.

"I'm fine, baby." James' voice was hoarse and strained. With much effort, he pushed himself forward and grabbed my hand, wobbling towards the living room. A rather loud, satisfied yet painful sigh came from him when he practically threw himself onto the couch, the papers landing in a mess on the coffee table. He leaned back and covered his eyes to rest. "I'm sorry I didn't manage to pick you up just now."

"It's fine. You were probably busy banging your new girl toy," I murmured spitefully, settling myself on a sofa away from my boyfriend. My heart ached to be next to him, to feel his warmth – or lack thereof -, to touch. However, my ego and pride had other plans. As worried as I am over his wellbeing at the moment, a part of me is still upset and pissed that he cheated on me.

James peeked at me from the spaces between his fingers and tried to sit up, wincing with each movement. "What are you talking about?" he asked, dumbfounded. If only I hadn't known what I knew, I would've believed the innocence in his brown eyes. However, the truth was out. He can't run away from it, and neither can I.

I nearly scoffed at his reaction. "Don't play dumb with me, James. If you're tired of me, then let me go," I said, my voice cracking at the last three words that had spilled from my mouth. The deep pain in my chest arose, forcing me to clench my fists to keep my emotions at bay. The next thing I need is to destroy another person's property. "I'm sure your blond would love to take my place, oh wait, she already has!"

I sprung out of my seat, tears gathering in my eyes as I stared down at my boyfriend in disbelief. "I can't believe you! All that shit about not cheating on me, and this comes up! You know what's worse?" I yelled, not waiting for a reply when I continued, my cheeks now damp. I felt my world crumbling to tiny pieces of dirt. "The fact that I believed you and find out you're not worth the trust from my own best friend! How could you, James!"

I continued to rant, the worries and fears I kept hidden in my heart pouring out, spiralling our damaged relationship closer to hell.

Through the blurriness, I caught a glimpse of James moving to touch me. As though I was engulfed in flames, I moved away with a shake of my head, almost as quick as James with his powers. "No, don't come near me!" He ignored my warning and kept coming closer. When we were face to face, I flinched and slammed my hands into his chest, sending him backwards in a spiral of sparkling blue. I looked down at my hands and trembled when I noticed the familiar blue electric jolts calmly swirling around the length of my fingers.

I really needed to work on them.

I wasn't aware of James' change until a large body slammed into mine, red eyes glaring daggers at my face. They still held their threatening, strong aura, despite the exhaustion that had been crumbling the boy down just seconds before.

Without meaning to, I returned the glare with one of my own, feeling the tension in my veins as I felt my eyes slowly cloud over, blue replacing the emerald green I owned. The little being in my head giggled, only to be shut away once more, and I began to tense, empowering the volts in my hands.

"Back off, Blood Eyes," I hissed, pushing him away again. It didn't send him flying, but it was enough to cause him to stumble, what with his injuries.

However, unlike before, James recovered from the attack quicker and I soon found myself pinned onto the wall with my hands in a death grip with his. He growled, "Not today, Electrike. Today, your ass is mine."

I was about to utter a reply before his lips were forced on mine, causing me to gasp at the tingly sensation of my lover's kiss. I kneed him in the stomach, which didn't do much except for angering the brunette further.

It didn't help that my powers decided to go through regeneration at that exact moment either.

The kiss became rougher, needier, and I succumbed to the urge. He caught my tongue between his teeth and sucked on it before twirling it with his own. I moaned and wrapped my legs around his waist, the anger and disappointment replaced by the undying love that lingered in my crushed heart. I felt his fingers uncoil from my wrists, my body immediately melded with his as my arms wounded up around his neck and his supporting me from under my butt.

Moisture had gathered on our skins, James' ice cold against my warm palms. I pulled away, gasping and staring at my boyfriend through heavy-lidded eyelids. "J-James," I whimpered, turning away whenever he aimed for my lips. He growled at my defiance and turned my head back. There was barely any hint of his hazel eyes, which made me doubt the decision my body was forcing me to make.

The brunette glared at me menacingly. The next thing I knew, I was thrown onto a bed and my clothes were slowly being ripped off. I glanced around for an escape, all the while thrashing about to get the raging boy off me.

"James! Stop!" I begged. I bit my tongue to prevent the bubbling in my chest from exploding; I didn't want to attack my boyfriend again. James nibbled on my collar bone, moving to my neck to bite into. I shivered and cried out from the shock that went through me. "James! I'm not having sex without you!"

The brunette hovered above me with a quirked eyebrow, looking at me in disbelief. Then, he closed his eyes and breathed, just huffing and puffing, before he chuckled. I found myself relaxing under his gaze as traces of brown and green returned to his red orbs. "Hi," James whispered, gently caressing my cheek with his thumb. He buried his face into my bare chest and sighed. "I missed you."

"Uh-huh," I murmured unconvincingly, combing my fingers through his hair. A part of me ached again as Logan's news came back to me. I pouted, unaware of the brown eyes staring at me.

"Baby." James rose and pulled me onto his lap, his forehead wrinkled as he concentrated on something. He frowned when he noticed my lack of reaction, seeing as how I was still slightly disappointed. "Kendall, look at me."

This is all so complicated, I thought to myself, tilting my head up reluctantly to meet my lover's gaze ignoring the blush on my cheeks when I realised I had nothing on but my briefs. I gulped and separated myself from him. I cleared my throat and spoke, my voice filled with false determination, "I came here to talk things out with you and, possibly, put an end to our already damaged relationship."

I literally heard the brunette's heart skip a beat as silence stretched on. I fidgeted uncomfortably but kept my mouth shut and waited for him should he have anything to say. I looked down at my hands, about to speak when James interrupted, his voice sad and cracking, "Why?"

I held back my tears that were threatening to spill, Logan's words playing again in my head. If that wasn't enough, the voice at the back of my head was snickering, taunting me with, It's over. Over. Over. I covered my face with my hands immediately and bit my lower lip.

Am I ready to split up with my boyfriend, after the crazy things we went through? My heart dropped when the answer slapped me in the face.

I wasn't. I never will be.

"I can't do this," I sobbed. James pulled my arm, only to be shoved away as I instinctively tried to curl up into a ball. "Don't! Don't pretend you still love me! Not when you've been seen with some other blonde!"

I continued slapping the approaching touches away, putting up a fight amidst my breakdown. "God damn it, Kendall!" James exclaimed in frustration, finally grabbing my forearms roughly to stop my movements. I turned my face away, my body shaking violently. When he spoke again, his voice was filled with a hint of certainty and disappointment, as well as fear. "I'm not cheating on you."

"How can I trust you?"

"I'll let you meet her soon, I promise."

I looked up to study the brunette's face, to spot a lie. But I could see nothing but love and lust in his tired eyes. "Fine," I said forcefully. "But where have you been all this time? I rarely see you and you promised to take me from class today, only to ditch me later."

This time, it was James' turn to fidget. I sighed after a while, having noticed that the boy was probably not wanting to tell me what was going on. I wiggled my way between his legs, this time with the intention to console him. "It's okay," I told him, kissing the side of his head sweetly. He relaxed into my touch. "Just, swear on your life you're not cheating on me. Or I will fucking zap you."

James chuckled and nearly suffocated me with his arms. "Sure, because I'd really cheat on you with my sister."

I did a double take and gaped at the brunette. "Sister? You mean –"

"Allie," James replied before I could even utter the rest of my sentence. His eyes lit up as he went into an elaborative story on how Shane had introduced them and even went as far as talking about getting all three of us to hang together so I could meet his 'little sister'. I shook my head in disbelief and laughed. "See, I told you I wasn't cheating on you!"

I rolled my eyes, but my smirk remained. "Yeah, well I wouldn't have thought of it if you told me about her!" I hissed playfully, smacking the side of his head which ended with us wrestling one another on his bed. We stopped, panting, and I found myself straddling his waist. I arched an eyebrow when I saw James struggling for breath, his fists clenched, and arms over his eyes. Here I thought he was the stronger one. "James? What-"

I shifted slightly, ready to tease his strength, and realised what the problem was. My eyes widened at the hardness prodding my ass, emanating heat like flames. James stifled a moan when I moved. "Oh God, James. Really?" I teased, poking the boy's reddened cheeks. "We just cleared things out and you want that?"

The boy beneath me scoffed. "Nope," he replied sarcastically, but was intertwining our fingers on either side of his head. "I just like poking your butt with my dick after not being with you for several weeks."

"It's your own fault for being an ass," I retorted, leaning forward until my face was inches away from his, our breath mixing into one. I peeked shortly at my lover's lips and nibbled on mine, my thoughts wondering back to the feeling when they connect. "Although…"

Moist lips brushed against mine softly. James hummed in appreciation when I reciprocated, leaving quick, immediate kisses that left both of us hungering for more. I took his lower lip between my teeth and tugged gently, my hands ripping his shirt into two.

The brunette ignored the torn and tattered material hanging limply on his shoulders, instead guiding my head closer to properly connect our lips again. His hands then moved to my waist and I shivered from the chills. I was about to pull away when I noticed that the touches became warmer.

Fingers brushed against my lower back, cuing a strangled gasp from me, before slipping between the waistband of my underwear, the only clothing left on me. "Maybe I should put cat ears and paws on you again," I heard my boyfriend mutter against my lips before he pressed a finger on my opening. "That was a quite a sight, if I recall correctly."

I looked at him and couldn't suppress the smile etched on my face when I noticed the teasing sparkle in his eyes.

"How about no," I hummed, stretching over to one of his bedside drawers to withdraw half a bottle of lube. I squirted a decent amount onto my palm and reached for James' fingers before he could prod me again. His free hand tugged my briefs past the curve of my ass while I lathered the other with the sticky substance. "You ripped the shorts off. And it was embarrassing as fuck. Neveragain."

I wrapped his fingers with my hand and moved up and down, watching my boyfriend closely as I imitated a handjob with the sole purpose of prolonging his suffering. His clothed cock twitched against the crack of my butt and I grinned wickedly at him as a response to his unsatisfied glare.

Once I deemed his fingers well-coated, I wiped my hands on his comforter and wiggled myself into a more comfortable position, with my lower half in the air, my upper body cuddling into my lover's. When I felt the pressure of one digit pushing into me, I cringed and whined.

It had been so long, being prepared for sex still felt painful. James' finger was fully sheathed within me when he nudged my cheek with his other hand. I looked up at him with a pained expression, which was mirrored on his.

James carefully sat up, his back against the headboard, finger wiggling within me. "Up, on your knees," he commanded, his voice deep and husky. My underwear was pulled off my legs when I did as told, causing me to gasp at the cold air blowing on my bare skin. "Hold the headboard."

I was about to question the sudden demand but was left breathless when a warm, moist feeling enclosed my member. My knuckles turned white as I gripped the frame with all my strength, my mouth agape as I panted.

James bobbed his head on my shaft, licking the underside vein ever so often, causing my brain to turn to mush. He pulled off me with a loud, distinctive pop. His eyes, blown wide from lust, were trained on mine as he ran his tongue through the slit before engulfing the head and sucking gently.

I began thrusting my hips, moaning. I threw my head back with a gasp, one of my hands clutching James' hair as he worked on me, the other still clenched on the headboard.

A mewl echoed through the room when stars burst in my vision. In the heat of the moment, James had managed to distract me from the pain on my lower body. Three digits spread themselves, pressing against my inner walls before they were shoved further in, ramming into my prostate.

"Ahhn!" I whimpered, my movements sloppy, my mind hazy with lust. Warmth was enveloping my body, running in my veins and burst like wildfire. My breath hitched as the knot in my stomach tightened. "I'm so close, Jamie!"

The fingers sped up, faster than any human speed, and I found myself flipped onto my back, James' lips still wrapped around my pulsating member. I scratched and tugged at anything I could reach, my body sliding up and down the bed as my lover continued abusing my body.

"James, James, James!" My hips stuttered to a stop, ribbons of cum spilling past the seam of my lover's lips as he stared at me with a glint in his eyes. I was limp from the climax, watching the teen with curious eyes, as he continued stretching my entrance. My eyes widened when James swallowed the load in his mouth, the action causing his Adam's apple to bob, and a groan was ripped from me as I reached towards him. I pulled him up and whispered, "Hmmm, erotic."

"Like you," James chuckled, squeezing himself closer to my body.

I threw my head back and moaned when James pushed his fingers in deeper, thrusting his jean-clad erection at the same time. I was panting and groaning at the humping, ignoring the fact that I sounded like a woman with my high-pitched vocals.

"M-More," I pleaded, my arms wrapped around James' neck as I arched into him, my voice going higher and higher with each hump. The brunette slowed down suddenly, causing me to groan in frustration. "James! Stop playing with me!"

James smirked and pulled away, leaving me in a hot, whining mess as I lost the attention I so desperately craved for. I glared at him through heavy-lidded eyelids, my hands gripping my current hard-on and giving it gentle, tight tugs. The brunette watched my hands in appreciation, stripping himself of every offending piece of fabric whilst enjoying the view in front of him.

The little shit.

I spread my legs further unconsciously when his dick was finally freed, the head an angry shade of red, white liquid emerging from the slit as it arched into James' stomach. I barely heard the pop of the bottle before it was tossed onto the floor; I was too entranced by the twitching rod before me, and was too engulfed by lust and want to notice anything else.

"You ready?" James panted into my ear, nipping at my collar bone as he positioned himself between my thighs. The tip of his member brushed against my skin and I hissed, my breathing ragged.

I moved my hands to rest on my boyfriend's biceps and wiggled my hips closer to his, bringing the root cause of my current frustration onto its destination. I caught James smirking against my neck and I growled, "Do something now or I'm leaving you here with that fuc- Ah!"

My nails dug into James' arm as he stopped my threat by shoving himself all the way in, kissing away the tears of pain that trickled down my cheeks. I gasped for air, willing for my body to calm down. My opening widened, sending a jolt up my spine, as the brunette above me shifted slightly.

My whole body shivered as the burning pain that overwhelmed me slowly faded away, leaving behind a dull ache. I took the gifted silence to get used to the sudden intrusion up my butt, again, having been left deprived of sex for a long period of time.

"Baby?" James purred, laced with his need for approval as he pried my hands away and pinned them above my head with one hand. The other tweaked my nipple, rolling the bud between his fingers. He nuzzled my cheek and placed open-mouthed kisses on my neck. "Can I?"

I mewled at the affections and nodded frantically, my eyes scrunched tight. I needed release. I needed it from my boyfriend, to bind us together once more. I needed the pleasure from James to put off the flame in me. When he pulled back, I bit my lower lip to keep from complaining, knowing what was to come.

I hadn't expected him to find my spot in the first thrust, though.

My eyes flew open and I squealed. Lips were planted on mine, then, effectively silencing me from any sort of noise. James was casually picking up speed, abusing my prostate, his tongue clashing with mine. I struggled to free my hands, groaning.

Realising I was immobilized from using my arms, I wrapped my legs around James' waist and held on, my head lolling back onto the comfortable pillows as the pretty boy worked on my nape, leaving painful, tiny marks behind.

I moaned as the thrusts became deeper and harder, the coils in my stomach heated once more. I ignored the force used to pin my hands down, instead focusing on the hand that was pushing my lower body up, crushing my neglected dick into his abdomen.

"J-Jay, my ha-hands!" I pleaded, barely able to maintain eye contact with the heated flesh rubbing against my inner walls. I gasped when he slammed into me incredibly hard, leaving me to imitate a jerky goldfish while both his hands moved to my hips, keeping me steady on an angle.

My wrists now free, they tangled up in the brunette's long hair, pushing his lips to mine. I tried to move my body to meet his thrusts.

Tried being the keyword.

Once James tugged at my erection, all thoughts of moving went out the window. Sounds I never knew existed went past my lips, and I was edging closer to another state of euphoria. My lover's movements became faster and I could hear him pant lightly as his hands stroked my member.

"Ah, ah, ahhhhhhn!" I gasped, my eyes slammed shut, my lips parted. I was convulsing, shivering, shaking beyond control, traces of sharp, electric blue evident behind my closed lids. For a second, I felt like I was floating.

When I came down from my high, it was then I realised that I was still being held up by my lover, who was still pushing into me in his inhumane speed, groaning from pain and delight.

The next thing I noticed was the blue ropes tying us together, their starting point on the fingers I had clasped on James' back. The shocks it was causing on my sensitive areas wasn't helping me calm down; neither was the brunette who seemed to be growing within me with each growl that rumbled in his throat.

I hissed as the stretching continued, surprised and slightly scared of the reason. I whimpered, having to accommodate to a size twice as large as what I was prepped for, vaguely aware of the fact that James had once more let his demon free.

"Stop g-growing," I growled, my nose resting on the dip of his collar bone as I inhaled his scent. James chuckled and pressed kisses on my sweaty hair. I nibbled on his neck and spoke again, this time my voice mixed with the gravel of the monster within me. "Stop - Uhn!"

The pretty boy pushed his head up and looked down at me – us, since the little intruder decided to come forth. His eyes were glowing red, from the joy of pain or lust, and his lips were curled up in a sadistic smile.

"Make me," he purred, accompanied by a bite on my shoulder. I yelped and smacked him lightly, only to freeze when I realised how huge he had gotten.

James towered over me, large enough to hide my entire being under. However, I wasn't left unharmed for long to register the information in my mind as the brunette hit my prostate again.

Still affected by my previous few orgasms, I quivered and moaned with each thrust. I slid my hands down to grasp his butt cheeks, pushing him back in whenever he pulled out. This just fuelled the boy further as his thrusts became erratic, his breathing uneven.

I felt my end nearing, and I promptly held onto James' back, my nails scratching his skin as my dick rubbed against his belly. The brunette's hand stroked the heated column gingerly, as though knowing that I was close.

"I love you," the boy whispered, pushing into me once more before warm liquid filled up my cavern. Our moans filled the room and I ejaculated onto our chests, the glee from being filled mixing with the lust that had been dealt with.

I flopped onto the bed like a ragdoll, the event wiping my energy away. I could still see traces of my powers hovering in the air, fading away just like the satisfied mewls in my head. I decided not to question its decision to appear in the midst of my lovemaking just yet, coming to the conclusion that the demon in my head was just a douchebag.

James landed on top of me, his muscles now back to their normal sizes. His limp flesh had also reduced to their normal width, still embedded deep in my entrance. Now that all the adrenaline has gone away, the dark circles under my boyfriend's eyes became more prominent as they drooped shut.

I sighed in content and snuggled into my lover's chest, my arms wrapped around his torso, not awake enough to realise that the boy was now warm.

And the long, wide scar that had reopened on his sweaty back.

A/N : Welcome back! I have to say I'm pretty satisfied with this chapter, seeing as how Kames is now back together like what they're supposed to be. Okay, judgement time, HOW WAS THIS CHAPTER?

I got stuck on the smut, as always (always the hardcore romantic, CSH, always. UGH D:). But I think I did myself some justice. HEHE.

Anyway, I didn't realise I would take more than a day of editing. I was done with this like … 5 days ago? However, some unexpected events happened in that given time & I had to take a break for a while before I could deem this chapter read-worthy (is that even a word ffs I'm making up my own dictionary)…

Basically, this chapter could've come sooner but it didn't because of reasons I should not state on the Internet. GAAAAAH.

This is the longest chapter I HAVE EVER WRITTEN. 5K WORDS & 9 PAGES LATER... Oh look chapter 13. :p

Reviews!

Winterschild11 –Heheh I'm trying .. Still … :p

Rushering4Life –KL was humid as heeeeck but it rained so I'm grateful. HEHEHE HOW MANY BRAIN CELLS DID I FRY THIS TIME? :B Hot Kames action mmmhmmm :p
I saw your review & just went, OH SHIT I FORGOT THE TIME AGAIN. Sorry to make you stay up past midnight but I'm basically nocturnal. WHAT IS MORNING D:

CrazyForKames –Heheh this was long as helllllll xD Nope, I'm Singaporean but I travel to Malaysia for holidays a lot :p

Chey 21 –It's the exact same name as this one. CrazySuperHeroine but I only have my fanfics on there. I plan to delete them so I can separate my fanfics from my fictions. Just been busy with Electrike & school so I have yet to write anything xD Leave me a message on there or something if you find me & I'll follow back! :D

SincerelyYourSecret – Kames made up! Hehehe. Took them long enough oh God xD

Ms simmons –Thank you! Especially for waiting. I'm horrible at meeting my due dates xD

BTRrockz10 –A little bit of both :p But hey, Kames made up so it's just his powers now :P This took nearly a month to write. Damn it I'm horrible at smut xD

EagleAce11 – Hahaha! Nah that's not weird at all. The things going on in my head are waaaay weirder :p