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 Of course you can, Jewel. This is a private suite  clothing optional. He moved in
close, hand sliding along Jewel s back.
 Oh. Okay. Man. I need a hit, okay? I usually do a quarter hit an hour, sometimes two.
Where s my fucking pants? Those mismatched eyes were scared, panicked, needy.
He stroked Jewel s face.  I want you to quit. So it s just you and me, feeling and real.
 I can t. I need it. I gotta. I can t quit.
 You don t need it.
Jewel nodded.  You don t know. I do. Where s my stuff?
 Where you left it. He slid his hand along Jewel s belly.  How much for you to stay?
 I & a hundred creds a day. I don t remember where the other room is, please & 
 Done. He held out his hand to seal the deal.
Jewel took his hand, looking confused, wide-eyed.  My stuff?
 You re quitting.
 I never said I would. I know I didn t.
 No, I don t believe you said you would, but you are.
 No. Jewel was sheened with sweat, adrenaline coursing through the thin body.
 I m not paying you a hundred cred a day to do Risque. I m paying you to be here, to
feel, to be real. He slid his hands over Jewel s shoulders.  I ll help you, but you are quitting.
Starting now.
Jewel shook his head, eyes wide, unbelieving.  I can t. Please. I want to go home.
He wrapped Jewel in a warm hug.  Sh, sh. You are home, Jewel.
 I &  Tears started falling, tinged a pale violet from the drugs.  I can t quit. I can t be
real.
 You already are. He stroked Jewel s back.
 Please. Just let me have my stuff. I ll dance for you again, anything. Please. It itches.
 Imagine how the dancing will be without the junk. Oh, we re going to have such fun
together you and I, exploring the limits of our bodies. But for that you need to be clean.
 I can t. So scared, so frightened, like a quivering animal against him.
 You can, Jewel. We can. I won t leave you alone, I ll help. He slipped the robe from
Jewel s shoulders, slid off his own, pulling the slender body against him.
 Please. Jewel shook and sobbed against him.  I m a whore. A whore. I ll lose my spot
and be ugly and & 
 Oh, sweet Jewel. You could never be ugly. Never. He slid his hands up and down along
Jewel s back.  You don t need your spot anymore. You live here now.
 I itch. Jewel s voice was hoarse, muffled.  Let me have a little bit. Go off it easy?
 Tell me where you itch, and I ll scratch. Oh, the begging was going to be hard to
ignore.
 Inside. It s all too big, too much. Jewel pulled away from him, scrambling for the door.
He followed, wrapping his arms around Jewel, holding him tight.  There s nowhere to
go, Jewel.
 No &  A low, desperate, broken sound left Jewel s mouth before the lad went limp,
head hanging down. He picked Jewel up, carrying Jewel back to his bed. Jewel didn t fight him,
seemed quiet, tiny tremors still moving through the pale body.
He wrapped himself around Jewel, petting and touching, giving the sweet body
something else to focus on.
 Why me? Why did you pick me? More of the pale purple tears escaped, Jewel s eyelids
heavy.
 Your eyes.
 They don t match.
 I know. Still, they re beautiful.
 I m scared. I m not sure & I don t think I & 
 You leave the thinking to me. He kissed Jewel s forehead, fingers stroking warm skin.
 You don t know me. Jewel s eyes closed, body relaxing, at least for the moment.
 No, but I will. You ll tell me and show me. And you ll learn me. It s very exciting,
Jewel. The beginning of something new.
 And when I m not new anymore? Jewel sniffled, suddenly so young.  I d rather just
get thrown out to the corner now than to be & used to this. Used to no rats biting at you at night
and being warm.
 When you re not new anymore? Oh, Jewel, that s when the real fun and excitement
begins. He purred softly, imagining how they would push each other.
 Fun? Jewel was shivering and sweating lightly, fingers pressed flat against him.
 Kissing. Touching. Showering. Making love. Pushing boundaries. He chuckled softly,
nuzzling Jewel.  Of course I m sure it ll sound better once you re clean.
 I m scared. The pale face lifted for him.
 I know. He kissed Jewel softly.  But I won t let you fall.
 Gonna lose my place on the corner &  Jewel murmured, beginning to sink toward sleep
again.
 Don t need it, Jewel, you ve got a place in the sky now.
He pet Jewel softly, encouraging the sleep.
Finally the thin body relaxed, attempting to heal itself, free itself from the grip of the
Risque.
He held Jewel as the lad slept. He would do so for as long as Jewel needed him to.
Chapter Seven
Hinton was asleep, face peaceful, body relaxing in its bondage. Kytan curled up in a soft,
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