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stubborn and silent.
Whit crossed his arms.  Well if you don't have a good
reason then I don't see why you can't welcome me home
properly.
 Whit... Grey's ass clenched, the growl filling the room
with danger and sex and ... Oh, yes, Whit. Keep at him. Raine
settled back, watching.
 Yes, lover? Whit took a step closer, almost touching
Grey.  Have you changed your mind? Will you make love with
me?
Grey's head dipped, almost as if he were drawn towards
those open lips, heavy braid falling over his shoulder.  My
Whit.
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Whit's head turned up, mouth open, eyes focused on
Grey's.  Yes, Grey, your Whit.
Raine was shivering, aching, hard as nails and near tears.
So beautiful, they looked right together. Not complete, but
right.
It was Whit who brought their mouths together, a soft
whimper leaving him just before his lips pressed against
Grey's. Grey's groan was sharp, needy, almost broken as
Whit was muscled up against the door, the kiss becoming
fierce within heartbeats. Whit wrapped his arms around
Grey's neck and held on, one leg sliding up and wrapping
around Grey's waist, their Whit taking whatever Grey had to
give. Grey's hips began to move, hands hard on Whit's ass.
Every little cry was swallowed up, lost to the kiss.
Raine slid off his shirt. He couldn't just watch. Couldn't.
 Grey ... Whit ... I need...
One of Grey's hands was held out towards him and he
sobbed, standing and moving into the embrace. Whit's hand
slid into his hair, cupping his head and pulling him into the
kiss. He melted, lips parting, tongue sliding in to taste them
both, to ease the worry and unhappiness inside him.
Whit was rubbing, against him, against Grey, hand sliding
down his back now.  Oh, skin... murmured Whit.  Need
more.
 Shh... Grey rumbled, deepening the kisses, pushing
them together harder.
 Gonna come. Missed this so much. Whit's voice was soft
and full of wonder and hunger and need. Grey's hand grabbed
Raine's ass, tugging him in hard, squeezing. He cried out,
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hands reaching to press against his lovers cocks. Whit
gasped and whimpered and jerked as he came.
Grey's body rippled against his, Grey turning to take his
mouth in a full, sharp kiss, so familiar, so necessary. They
rocked against Whit's body for only a moment before his cry
was swallowed by Grey's hungry mouth, the air filling with the
scent of Grey's seed.
Whit was leaning heavily against them both, boneless and
making soft, happy, sated noises.  Oh, take me to bed and
lets do it again.
Raine nodded, nuzzling Grey's jaw.  Yes. Yes, please.
Grey chuckled.  Let me go shower and I'll meet you in
bed.
 Oh, we could shower together! Whit's eyes were shining,
like a little boy who'd been let loose in a candy store.
Grey grinned, backed away again and damn it! There it
was again. The wrongness.
 Grey? Whit must have seen it too, their sweet lover's
voice concerned.
 What? Grey turned and Raine grabbed his hand, tugging
him close. No retreating. Not this time.
Whit reached up and stroked Grey's face, fingers sliding
along the skin by the dark eyes.  What's wrong, Grey?
 I ... Nothing. Grey met Raine's eyes, shame and worry
down deep, scaring him.
 Not nothing, Grey. I know it's not nothing. He took
strength from Whit, refusing to back away at all.  I can feel
you inside me. I know you. I have your blood. Please.
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 Grey, is he right? Tell us, please. Whit's fingers slid along
Grey's arm, touching, stroking.
 I... Grey shook his head.  I didn't want to tell you. Not
until I knew.
Whit gave him a look and then turned to Grey.  Until you
knew what? Grey we love you and we're worried.
Raine set his lips and started unbuttoning Grey's shirt. He
wanted to see his heartbeat, needed to see everything. Grey
rumbled and reached for his hands, but he just shook his
head.  No. You're going to talk and I'm going to look this
time.
Whit kissed Grey gently on the cheek and then helped him,
going to his knees and working on Grey's pants.
It didn't take him long to find the bandage, the scent of
plastic was strong and the white obvious against Grey's dark
skin. The entire left armpit was bandaged, covered.  Grey?
Grey flushed dark.  It's nothing. The doctor did a little
surgery on some lymph nodes there. Just in case.
Raine dropped Grey's arm, unsure whether to hold or beat
his twin.
Whit sank against Grey, arms going around his middle,
burying his face in Grey's chest.  Benign?
The word was muffled, but the worry clear.
 Yes. They called this morning. Just an infection.
 You bastard. Raine was staring, a rock sitting in his
stomach.  You didn't tell me? I would have gone. I would
have... He looked up into eyes that matched his own.  Why?
 I didn't want you to worry.
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 Bullshit. Raine stepped right into Grey's space, pushing
one of Grey's shoulders hard enough to dislodge Whit.  You
lied to me. We share a fucking heartbeat and you LIED to me!
Tell me why.
Whit's hand slid along his arm now.  Raine...
 No. He lied and snarled and skulked. He hid and I want to
know why. He focused on Grey, fury filling him, fueled by
fear.  Did you think I was stupid? I wouldn't notice? I have
licked every part of your body. I have touched you since
before you were born! Did you think so little of me?
He was screaming now, shoving Grey back against the
wall, Grey simply allowing him to do it, not defending himself
in the least.
 Raine! You're going to hurt him.
 Only if I'm really, really, really lucky. He turned and
headed for the bathroom.  No wonder you wanted to leave so
badly, you ... you asshole! He was not going to cry this time.
Not.
 Raine! Grey! Oh! Whit was torn, needing to be with them
both, he could hear it in the soft voice.
 Go with him, he needs you. Grey's voice was quiet,
defeated.
Oh, that really pissed him off.
 No. He spun around, pointing at Grey.  You needed us.
You needed Whit. You needed me and you didn't trust us.
Don't fucking go all martyr on me, god damn it! I'm not the
one bandaged. I'm not the one who was cut on. I'm not the
one who lied!
 I didn't lie. You fret. You worry. I was protect...
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