WARNINGS: Smut; Sexual Content; Slight Violence
Jack crawled closer to Landon, kissing his neck and chest. Landon's eyes fluttered close. He felt Jack's hands massaging his cock slowly, causing him to leak with precum.
"You're so handsome," Jack whispered, kissing his jaw.
Landon tilted his head, allowing their lips to connect again. Jack groaned as he pinched his nipples gently. Landon leaned in to suck a hickey on his neck. Finally, Jack pushed his cock inside of his ass. Landon groaned, throwing his head back in pleasure.
"Fuck," Landon breathed, watching Jack move up and down on him.
His hands latched onto Jack's waist. Jack grabbed them, pinning his hands above his head.
"Jack, I'm... Slow down," Landon panted, already close to cumming.
"You're sensitive, huh," Jack smirked.
Landon shut his eyes, trying to hold himself back.
Jack took notice and moved faster on him. Landon panted heavily until he gave in. His groaned lowly and came before he could stop himself. Jack kept going, chasing his own release. Soon he also ejaculated, causing him to halt.
"Fuck," Jack whispered, his cock still twitching.
He pulled himself off of Landon and laid down beside him.
"That was better than expected," Jack said, causing Landon to agree with a smile, "Here."
Landon took the water bottle in his hand. Jack kissed his neck and chest as he rehydrated. Jack pulled the sheet over their bodies. Landon smiled warmly before his phone rang.
"Hello," Landon said, answering on the third ring.
"Landon, you need to come back right now," Rafael said.
"What's wrong," Landon asked, knitting his eyebrows.
"It's Starla."
Landon rushed inside the boarding school. Rafael met him in the living room.
"Where is she," Landon asked, allowing him to be led to his sister.
Landon froze as he noticed she was unconscious in a cell. He went inside and knelt beside her.
"Starla," Landon said softly, resting a hand on her forehead.
She was burning up with a fever.
"How did this happen," Landon asked, looking up at Rafael.
"We don't know. She stopped by yesterday to speak with me. Next thing I knew, she was out cold," Rafael said, giving an apologetic look.
"Yesterday... Hope transitioned into the Tribrid yesterday," Landon said, "Which means this has to be a soul-bond thing."
Landon stood up, rushing back to the living room. Hope stood there with Jack by her side.
"Is she okay," Hope asked.
"Come with me," Landon said, ushering for them to follow.
They stood outside the cell briefly.
"I think you can wake her up," Landon said, looking at Hope, "She's your soul-bond."
Hope walked in and knelt beside Starla.
"Starla, it's me Hope... Hope Mikaelson," Hope said softly.
"Hope..."
She smiled brightly at Starla responding to her.
"Yeah, it's me. I'm here," Hope said.
Starla opened her eyes, wrapping her hands around Hope's throat. Hope began to pry her hands off as she stared at Starla in horror. She didn't even look like herself anymore.
Finally, Jack placed his hand on her temple, putting her back to sleep. Rafael helped Hope to her feet.
"Are you okay," Jack asked, tilting her head up to see her neck.
"I'm fine," Hope said, moving his hand, "What happened? I thought it was working. Landon?"
Landon stared at Starla, fighting oncoming tears. Violent acts against loved ones are a sign of her mind fighting itself. It won't take long before Starla begins to die. It's too late to save her.
"I got to go," Landon said, walking out.
He walked to a clearing in the yard as he began to hyperventilate. Waves of heat poured off of him as his emotions became too much to bear.
"Landon... Landon!"
He dropped to his knees in tears. Landon felt a hand on his shoulder, cooling off the heated waves. He looked up, seeing Jack's worried gaze staring back.
"Hey..."
Jack flinched subtly as Landon hugged him close. He hugged him back, letting him cry on his shoulder.
"I'm so sorry," Jack whispered.
Eventually, his tears stopped and Landon went back inside with Jack.
"What do we do now," Hope asked.
"We let her go."
Landon turned his head, recognizing the voice.
"Ryan," Landon said.
"Hey, little brother," Clarke smirked.
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