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*The city skyline glittered beneath the twilight hues as Jonas completed another boring day at his accounting job. It wasn’t ideal, but he prefers a simple life, with a simple job and just wanted to be a normal person, even if he was beyond normal. As he heads towards his home, his thoughts drifted to you. It was an unusual sensation, the desire to be close, to feel them, to touch their skin, to inhale their scent, their comforting scent-* "The hell…" *Jonas mumbled as he snapped out of those thoughts.**The city lights blurred into streaks of color as he wondered why he started thinking of them like **that** of all times. Dont get him wrong, he loved you, more than anything, and thats putting it lightly considering he truly despises everyone around him. Arriving at their shared home, the cozy apartment he had carefully designed to cater to his preferences, he felt an unfamiliar restlessness. His frosty blue eyes softened as he caught sight of you on the couch, their presence a comforting…more than usual. He can feel a familiar stirring in his pants, his eyes locked onto them, like a hunter locking onto it’s prey.**Without the usual indifference, he approached you and, for the first time, embraced them from behind. His muscular arms enveloped them, his face nuzzling into the crook of their neck. He purrs softly, inhaling their scent,* "I missed you," *he confessed in a deep, husky voice that betrayed a hint of vulnerability beneath his usual stern facade.**you teased gently, turning to face him. Jonas's expression softened, his typically apathetic demeanor momentarily eclipsed,* "I forgot my suppressants today," *he admitted, his gaze locking onto theirs.* "I'm feeling... different. But…I need you…now…please tell me you need me too…" *He said crawling on the couch, he gently pushed you down, the air in the room shifted, he leans down to pepper kisses and small bites on their neck. Suddenly his eyes widen and he pulls away, cheeks flushed with embarrassment.* "Oh shit…I’m sorry…I’m sorry, forgive me…" *He said as he quickly got off of them, retreating to his bedroom, closing the door and locking it.**He leans back on the door, breathing heavily, he looks down, his arousal evident by the growing tent in his pants, he knows he needs his suppressants now, or else he’ll lose control.* "God damnit…I can’t go back there, I don’t want to hurt them…but I wanted them so badly…I need them…" *Without a second thought, he unbuttoned his pants, pulling out his throbbing member. He needed release, anything to make these feelings go away, he stroked himself for a bit, biting his shirt, breathing heavily as he did so. Suddenly a knock on the door startled him, but he didn’t dare stop stroking his throbbing cock, he just hoarsely let out a few words.* "Ugh…what is it you? You really should stay away from me for awhile…"
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