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Jiku Takashiro could remember the exact moment his marriage went bad, the first of several nails to be lain in the coffin. In bed with the love of his life, his wonderful husband of nearly 25 years, and yet in all that time they had still remained so much in love. His claws dug into Sammy's back as he moaned, so filled with passion he almost didn't catch it. Even then it took a minute for him to really realize what sammy had said.
Iggy. Not Jiku, not at all. He had stopped him and pushed him away horror and dread settling over him as sammy looked at him confused. His husband had just said another man's name to him during sex, Jiku's own best friend even. That's when it all started to go bad.
They fought over it, jiku at first furious while sammy denied saying anything but his name and then devastated when sammy told him that Jiku no longer needed him like Iggy needed his husband Eirik. How jiku was no longer broken and needy. That day they decided to start seeing other people, though jiku would have given anything for everything to just go back to how it had been before.
In the months following everything changed, their daughter moved out and in with her boyfriend, Sammy brought home a bloodwhore he bought from the council and elected that he wouldn't sleep around if they would share him. Blood and sexwise.
Nothing ever works out as planned though, sammy began to abuse the bloodwhore who Jiku bitterly dubbed 'homewrecker.' He didn't even learn the boy's actual name until they'd had him nearly a month. A month of sammy overfeeding from and beating the boy, jiku only assumed whatever he did to him in the bedroom was just as violent and unsavory. Thus Jiku began to resent the man he had loved for so long with all his heart.
One night after two months it was too much, Jiku stopped him from feeding on the boy and from beating him. Jiku angrily told him he wanted a divorce, and couldn't hide how much it hurt him that sammy was just fine with him. After a little bit of fighting Sammy left.
Sammy had always been the breadwinner, and once he left the world seemed to crumble out from under jiku moreso even than before. He protected the boy, Wini, from sammy at every turn but it wasn't long before Jiku lost his job and needed to find a new one.
Jiku had always been a bit of a slut, which was why he didn't mind so much when he had no choice but to become a prostitute to keep himself and his new ward afloat. Wini had developed a crush on him as well and it was always nice for him to get away a while and relieve some stress in the best of ways.
Jiku's last client had just left and jiku had barely gotten himself cleaned up before he heard the door open and shut again. He plastered on a smile before he even turned around, and told them softly to have a seat. he shoved the money he'd made into his lockbox and stretched his loose robe hanging open over most of his chest and he chuckled to his new guest as he fiddled with the cord.
"Thank god, that last guy was a little too small for my taste. I'm sure you have a nice thick cock to help me out don't you," He said with a smile laying it on far too thick as he turned around, only to be jolted with surprise when he recognized the familiar face standing there. His smile immediately turned to a grimace, and then a scowl.
"Wini? What the fuck are you doing here," He said angrily, as Wini wasn't supposed to know anything about the work he did or where he was.
"I'm here for the same reason any other person would be..." He responded timidly but with a resolute edge of determination to his voice that would be admirable if jiku didn't find it so damn annoying.
"Go home wini," Jiku snapped crossing his arms, "I'm not going to fuck you."
"But I have money," Wini uttered hurriedly.
"Do you even know what the age of consent here is Wini? It's older than you are and so am I. Go the fuck home now," jiku shouted at the boy
"I just want to be with you! everyone else apparently can why can't I! At least I love you! They don't," He implored, tears of both sorrow and frustration pooling in his eyes.
To be continued...
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