Under My Protection

Chapter 10

For AnnMarieThrush

A/N: Sorry guys. I've been really busy. Updates are going to be random. Sorry. It's literally tournament after tournament.

I was looking at the file of an agent's family before Mitch and David were targeted. It was awful what this man did to a family. There had to be something that fucked him up in his childhood. I couldn't stomach these pictures for long.

"What did he do to them?" I turned around in the swivel chair to find Mitch standing in the doorway. It's been a week since we bought Wyatt for David. Mitch and I haven't spoke that much to each other.

"You shouldn't know." I shut the file quickly.

"Please Scott. I need to know." He walked closer to me, his arms crossing over his chest. "I put David to bed. Please be honest with me. What happened to them?" I bit my lip. I shouldn't tell him this. It was classified.

"The mothers were beaten and raped."

"And the kids?" I opened my mouth before closing it. I didn't want to worry him. He didn't need to know this. "Please."

"Their tongues were cut out and shoved down their throats. They choke to death." He closed his eyes with a deep breath.

"You won't let that happen right? You'll be there for us?"

"I will be there whenever you need me." There was a long silence that he took to walk over and take my hand.

"I need you now." I felt the goosebumps ripple across my skin. "Please come to bed with me. I just need someone there." He tugged my hand gently and I was brought out of my office into the bedroom. Mitch curled up to my chest when we were laying down. One of his hands slipped across my throat to thread in my hair. All of his movements were gentle and didn't suggest anything to try to arouse me. He just wanted some comfort. I've been denying him things that could be simple to give.

"Mitch?" I whispered to him but when I looked down, he was sleeping. I don't think I've ever seen him sleep so well. He's usually tossing and turning. And may I add that I only know that because I come to check on him in the middle of the night. He's completely still though. I actually let myself close my eyes. I don't know how long it's been since I've been able to relax into someone.

About halfway through the night, I slipped away from Mitch to go check on David. After seeing that the little boy was okay, I came back to Mitch's bed room. Mitch was laying on his back and the tank-top that he was wearing had risen up. I looked at the smooth skin of his hip that was revealed. Then I thought twice about getting back in bed with him. I was getting comfortable just to be ripped away from both of them when Chris comes back. I just can't.

"Scott?" I focused back in on Mitch. He was sitting up now, rubbing his tired eyes.

"I'm going to go downstairs now." I turned away from him. He must have jumped off the bed to hug my arm.

"Please don't go." I was speechless. I didn't want to be a dick and say no. And I wanted to stay. I wanted to stay so bad. "Come back to bed with me." He tugged on my arm lightly. I didn't budge. I let my eyes drift over him, my forbidden thoughts coming to surface. Thanks to my height advantage, I could see down Mitch's loose tank-top to his smooth chest. I felt my teeth grind to together at the thought of kissing his beautiful skin. Or those perfect lips. I stopped myself from kissing him.

"Mitch. I....I can't." His face fell. I was having an internal debate. Stay and there's a possibility I will get attached or make a stupid decision. Or flee to the couch and sleep alone. I don't want to sleep alone. I didn't realize he was standing on his toes to press his gentle lips against mine. My hand went to the small off his back to bring him closer until I realized what I was doing. Then I pulled away quickly. "This is so wrong. I can't."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I get attached, Chris comes back, you leave. That's what I'm afraid of." I threw my arms up in annoyance. "I shouldn't even be this involved with you. If Chris knew...." I turned my head to the side so I wasn't looking at him.

"I can never repay you for how nice you are."

"You being here and alive is repayment enough. Just take care of yourself and David. Your body isn't going to repay me." Mitch laughed, shaking his head.

"I'm not giving my body to repay you. I'm giving it because I want to." I took a step back and swallowed nervously.

"Don't say that."

"Don't say that? What am I suppose to say?" He rolled his eyes. "That I'm not attracted to you? That I don't imagine it? Because that would be lying." I could feel the blush burning the apples of my cheeks.

"You shouldn't be saying those things."

"Scott, I'm married. Not dead."

"Exactly you're married. I sh...." I trailed off. I didn't want to come off as rude or make it seem like Mitch was a whore. Because he wasn't. We have all the information on him. It mandatory for spouses to have background checks.

Mitch has only been with three people in his life, including Chris. He went to college for two years until he met twenty four year old Chris at twenty. They were married six months later and Mitch quit school to be stay at home. Almost three years into their relationship, Mitch wanted David. The rest is the story of a busy agent and his husband staying home with their kid.

"Scott." His hands slipped along the surface of my chest to wrap around my neck. "Touch me...."

"Mi-" He stood on his toes to press his lips against mine in a soft kiss.

"Don't think." He took one of my hands and slipped it underneath his shirt to brush against his hip. I pulled my hand away, closing my eyes.

"I can't. I'm sorry." He took a step back from me. He looked embarrassed. He offered himself to me and I denied him. "I want to." I opened my eyes to look over his body. "I do. I don't who wouldn't want to kiss those wonderful lips....but I can't."

"Why can't you?" He was watching me. Why couldn't I? He was offering me the chance and I was extremely turned on. I could imagine him shaking underneath me as I take him.

"I-I-It's difficult to explain." I sighed when I realized I didn't know what say. "You're married. You have a kid with Chris. Chris should be the one that you lay in bed with not me."

"My husband that doesn't care."

"He loves you." Mitch looked down at his feet.

"No he doesn't. If he did he wouldn't be sleeping around." I couldn't say anything back. Chris always made Mitch and his marriage seem perfect. "I don't want to make Chris seem like a bad guy. Because he wasn't whenever we first got together. But after we got married, he wouldn't touch me. He got bored. Of me."

"So what is this? Revenge?" Mitch laughed.

"No. I just wish someone would like to be around me. Besides my three year old." His arms crossed over his chest. "You're right. Maybe you should go sleep downstairs."

"Mitch-" I reached out to grab his hand. He pulled away.

"I think I've embarrassed myself enough tonight. Goodnight Scott."

"Goodnight." I went downstairs and set up my bed on the couch. I screwed that up. I wanted so badly to go back and take back those words so I could be upstairs with Mitch. I wanted to run my hands across his skin. I wanted to feel what it was like to be with Mitch.