PAIGEHis face was so open. Instantly I knew something was wrong. Whenever his guard went down, so did his self-esteem. Something must have happened to him, something with me. His fingers tried to slide under my shirt, but I grabbed his hands.
�You�re just playing with me.� I hissed.
�What?� His eyes widened and he took on that helpless look again and fell limp.
�You want me to hurt you so you don�t have to do it yourself.� He pulled his hands away, then pushed me down so he was straddling my waist.
�Please...� he whined, rubbing his face into my chest. I wasn�t going to fall for it.
�No.� Pained look flashed in hazel, then he licked at my pulse. I groaned in spite of myself and he smiled coyly.
�Your body isn�t listening to you...� he teased, running his hand over the bulge in my pants. �I think you want it.�
�Then do it. But I�m not going to hurt you.� I said. I wondered if he�d actually go through with it, he hated it when I gave him any kind of authority in sex. Perhaps that was why he was closing his eyes now. Why he turned away and shuddered. My hands grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down on top of me. I assaulted his lips, destroyed his resolve, and made him hard. Finally he drew away and stared at me. �If you want any, you�re going to have to decide.�
�Paige...� he began, but by skillfully rocking my groin into his he was reduced to a quivering weight on my chest. After panting for a few moments in a futile effort to calm down, Jay pulled my shirt off and started trying to unbutton my pants. I grabbed his hands and kissed them, while he stared at me in bewilderment. �Are you sure?� he whispered. I wasn�t. But I also wasn�t going to destroy Jay just because he wanted to be hurt.
�Yes. Now get your own clothes off so we can do something...�I hissed. He nodded slowly and took off his shirt. Soon we were both naked. He seemed content to torment my nipples and give me deep kisses. �Jay, are you going to do anything?�
A whine tore from his throat. �I want you to hurt me.�
�Well I�m not going to.� Some fire in his eyes died and he just laid down on top of me.
�I don�t feel like it anymore.� he whispered.
�Stop it with the emotional black-mail.� I snapped, grabbing his cock. He moaned and leaned into me. My hand left him. Instantly something sparked in his eyes and he grabbed my legs and spread them. I whimpered as he entered me, we had done this once before, when he was drunk out of his mind...of course he probably didn�t remember it. Soon thought was taken away as he began thrusting, and all that was left was imminent release and the slight pain of the friction between us.
JAY
My arms were so inflamed and sore, it hurt to move because then the sheets would brush against them. I was so hot, Paige and I had immediately gone to bed after screwing. He was sleeping next to me, his face half covered by a pillow. I couldn�t stay in bed, it was so hot, I thought I was going to die the heat death of the universe. And the nagging question kept me up. Had Bobby dominated him, was that why Paige demanded it of me?
Under the bed was so nice and cold. I didn�t need a blanket, I didn�t need a pillow...I just needed it to be so cold that I felt like I was freezing so all my body would want to do was sleep. I knew that it freaked Paige out when he couldn�t find me in the morning, and I didn�t want to make him worry about me anymore than he had to.
But I didn�t go under the bed this time. I went to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. A wraith stared back at me. Its eyes were bloodshot. It probably hadn�t slept well in a millennium, judging by the dark circles under its eyes. Some inner fire had gone out, and its skin was pale and bloodless. Everywhere except the arms was a shade of porcelain. The arms were red and swollen, they had almost doubled in size. Its hair was mussed and tangled, and thin like dead people�s hair...
I turned away. What had I turned into? Gasped as the sink touched my arms. It was as if my arm was on fire and the skin was tearing away. I grabbed my arms and sank to the floor. Put my head against the bathtub. Some cold was getting through, but I knew it was only temporary. I felt like I was boiling in my misery.
Turned the water on. Damn, it was warm...needed to wait until it cooled. I wanted to sleep in the cold embrace of water. Finally it was cold again. I climbed in and let it surround me. Sighed. My arms were stinging and raw, the water seeped in and scorched my bones. I laid back and drifted.
�Jay? What are you doing?� Hand on my shoulder. Who? Opened eyes slowly. Paige. I smiled at him.�It was too hot.� I whispered. Concern stamped his features. One of his hands was in the water.
�The water here is freezing!� he exclaimed. �Jay!�
�What? I was hot.� He shook his head.
�Come on, let�s get you out of here.� I nodded and let him help me out. �What was wrong with under the bed? At least there I don�t have to worry about you drowning.� Let him towel me off.
�I...I didn�t want to sleep under the bed this time.� I explained. He sighed.
�Next time, wake me up okay? I want to know when you�re hurting so that I can help you.� Paige...
PAIGE
He was cold as ice and his lips were a blue that one couldn�t buy in lipstick. I needed to get him warm, but it didn�t look like he would cooperate. Sweat blazed on his forehead and his arms were almost the same shade of red as the whites of his eyes. �Come on, you�re going to bed.� I laid him down and covered him up. He just laid there and didn�t move, except to breathe extraordinarily slowly.
Shit. I needed help with this. So I called Bobby.
JAY
It was so hot, and Paige was so hard to see. There was a form hovering over me, but I couldn�t see who it was...
�Hi Jay, I heard you had a rough night.� Voice sounded familiar, but the outline was hazy. Why couldn�t I see? I tried to throw the covers off to get some cold air, but the other held them down. It had to be Paige. He pulled one of my arms out and washed it with cold water. I shuddered, damn it felt good...I moved so that my head was closer to him, he�d make me better. A hand gently caressed my cheek and wiped away the sweat. I was boiling.
�Do you think we should check his temperature?� another voice. Narrowed my eyes to see who it was, but the forms were just fuzzy blobs that haunted my peripheral vision. It was too confusing so I closed my eyes.
�We better. He�s so cold, and his skin is clammy.� The voice nearer. I was cold? No...they must have mixed up their words. I was in a fiery inferno of heated blood. Something thrust in my mouth. It was so hot, a burning piece of glass against my tongue. I tried to spit it out, but someone held my mouth closed. Hours passed of burning and fire, then it was gone. �It�s a little less than normal I guess.�
�Should we call a doctor?� That word I understood. I tried to break away and run, but my legs were pinned between something and a body, and my arms wouldn�t work. So I settled for whimpering.
�We really should, but I think he would do more harm than good right now. Jay�s not exactly in the right state of mind.� Hand passed over my cheek again. Cold on my arms, whined as it pulled away.
Then someone else next to me. �Jay? Can you hear me?� Shook my head, tried to turn and see who it was, but it would have taken too much effort.
�I don�t think he knows who�s here Paige.� the voice I was nearer to. What? It wasn�t Paige? Opened my eyes to slits.
FUCK! It was Bobby. I howled and tried to push away, but it came out as a whimper and a slight twitching.
�Maybe we should just leave him alone for a while.� Paige suggested. Bobby moved away and I was alone in a haze of delusions and fire.