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If you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my SubscribeStar", "writing": "[center][b]Saved by Sorrow[/b][/center]\n[center][u]Chapter 5[/u][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\nJesse slowly woke much later. He wasn't sure just how long he had been asleep, but it seemed like it was already night. He also found himself still up close against Robin. She had rolled over a little, and dragged him with her as her arms were still around his middle, so he was kind of laying on top of her. He smiled as he watched her breathing deeply in sleep. She seemed so peaceful like this. He took a little time to examine her features from up close like this. Her long snout, long ears, little horns in her black hair. Though this close, he saw the real color of her hair just starting to peak through at the roots. It was an interesting shade of reddish auburn, almost like the color of bricks. The only thing he couldn't stare into were those stunning yellow eyes of hers. She was beautiful. Maybe not in a traditional sense, but he thought she was beautiful at least.\n\nHe hated to wake her, but he did still gently nudge her shoulder. She made a soft moan, but didn't quite rouse. He leaned forward, kissing under her chin softly, then spoke quietly. \"Robin...\" She grunted again. \"Um... Robin...\" He nudged her again. \"I... kinda need to pee.\"\n\n\"Jus... do it... wherev...\" She grunted a little as she did start to wake up a little. \"Hmmm?\" She half-opened her eyes and looked up at him, getting an almost wistful smile. \"Oh... you... didn't run away...?\"\n\nHe let out a soft smile. \"I kinda did. With you.\"\n\nShe blinked, looking a little confused. She was definitely not a morning person... even if it was night time. \"Hmm? Mmm. Yeah, I guess you did...\" She let out a large yawn, stretching her legs out a bit. \"Mmmph. You... asked me something?\"\n\nHe smirked. \"I need to pee. And I kinda need you to let go for that.\"\n\nShe realized she was still holding onto him. \"Oh!\" She shifted a little, letting him go. \"Sorry.\" She shifted a bit over.\n\nHe smiled. \"It's okay.\" He pushed himself up to his knees, giggling a bit. \"My legs feel a bit rubbery...\" He looked down to see his the fur of his thighs were still matted and clumped from both his own juices and all the cum that had leaked out of his pussy. Though he felt some of it still in there... which he tried not to think about too much before it got him going too much. \"Eh... I think I need a shower, too... I didn't get to have one this morning, so I'm... probably kinda gross...\"\n\nShe smiled. \"I think you look really sexy all post-sex messed up.\" She reached out and gently tousled his hair, making his squeak. \"I'll be up in a sec. You go do your business. You can use the shower. I have a second set of towels you can use, so I'll get those for you.\"\n\nJesse nodded, slipping fully off of the bed. He felt a little unsteady on his feet still. A little more of her seed slowly drooled out of him as he walked to the bathroom, and he hoped he didn't leave some kind of trail behind him. Once he was in the bathroom, he got to relieve himself. He let out a sigh as he stopped holding it all in, the pressure in his bladder fading away. He wiped after, but found he was still leaking more cum. \"She... really left... a lot in there...\" He smiled a little. He wouldn't mind feeling her do it again.\n\nOnce he was finished with that, he went to the shower, turning on the water to let it get warm. It was a separate stall from the bathtub, and both were pretty big. Or maybe he was just used to the tiny combined bathtub / shower unit at his home. He imagined she probably liked to soak some time after... her job. Wash off everything from doing that with strange old men and their fetishes. A part of him wanted to know more about that, and ask what kinds of fetishes she might have, but he also didn't want to pry. He also wasn't sure he could get over the embarrassment long enough to ask about kinky things.\n\nAs he stepped into the warm water of the shower, his self-doubt returned and started to creep into his mind. He had no idea why someone like her spent time with someone like him. He was sure she wasn't just using him. It's not like she had any kind of issue getting sex. Maybe she did like him? He wasn't sure. He still didn't think he was good enough for anyone to like. Even after she saved him from the bullies, from... himself... and spent the whole day just being nice to him. He couldn't wrap his head around why someone so amazing and worldly like her would bother spending the time to be nice to a... freak like him.\n\nHe blinked a few times as that word came into his thoughts again. Freak. He'd been called it a lot in his life. Mostly for his blue fur, but he knew he'd get that if people knew about his pussy, too. But she had a cock. And she was a pretty uncommon species, at least as far as he had ever known. Did that make her a freak, too? It felt really uncomfortable even thinking of her that way. She was beautiful and friendly and sexy and kind and... He was crying again. He leaned against the wall as the water poured down over him. He wasn't even sure why he was crying this time. He was crying because someone was being nice to him? It just made him feel more pathetic.\n\nHe gasped as the door opened, and tried to control himself as she carefully stepped in. \"Hey, I got those towels for you. I'll set them... on...\" She trailed off. She couldn't see him with the frosted door, but she could hear him trying to cover his quick breaths and soft sobs. \"Are... you okay?\"\n\n\"I-I'm...\" he sniffled. \"I'm fine!\"\n\n\"Are you crying?\" Her voice was full of concern.\n\nAll he heard was an accusation. \"N-No! I'm... I'm fine. J-just...\" He cleared his throat. \"Just... um...\" He couldn't think of a good excuse.\n\nRobin let out a soft sigh. \"Jesse... I didn't hurt you, did I?\"\n\nHis eyes went wide and he shook his head, then felt foolish since she couldn't see him through the door. \"N-no! NO! No, you didn't hurt me!\"\n\n\"Then why-\" She sighed, touching the door. \"Hey, is it... alright if I step in there with you?\"\n\nHe nodded, then frowned at himself again. \"S-sure...\"\n\n\"Okay.\" She pulled the door open, steam coming out the moment she did. She was still naked, since she was going to have a shower of her own after him. Closing the door again, she looked at him. He was facing the wall away from her, trying very hard to make it look like he was just standing under the water. But he still couldn't hide a few of his slight sobs. She reached out and gently touched his shoulder. \"Jesse. What's wrong?\"\n\n\"I...\" He felt the tears coming again. \"N-nothing...\"\n\nShe moved forward a little, though made sure not to press herself against him. \"Hey. C'mon. Tell me. Please. You're making me worried.\" He started to shiver as he fought against himself. \"Did I do something to upset you? I moved too fast, didn't I? O-or is it the... porn thing?\"\n\nHe shook his head quickly, splashing a little water around. \"N-no... you're... you've been so nice. A-and th...the sex was... amazing... and I don't care about the porn thing. I... I just...\" He turned around to face her, and she saw him struggling and failing to hold back the tears again. He looked up at her, his eyes full of sorrow and confusion. \"Why are you so nice to me?\"\n\nRobin stared at him, taken aback by the question. But she understood why he'd ask it. \"Oh, my dear, sweet squirrel.\" She moved forward to pull him into a gentle hug. He practically fell against her as the barriers broke and he started sobbing again. \"I'm nice to you because I want to be. Because I've been in a place where you have. Alone. Ignored or mocked by everyone. Doubting everything and everyone... yourself most of all.\" She kissed the top of his head. \"You don't deserve all that shit. You never have.\"\n\n\"B-but... how can you like a f-freak like me?\"\n\nShe chuckled. \"If you're a freak, then I'm a monster.\"\n\nHe sniffled. \"Y-you're not a monster... you're... amazing... and pretty... and...\"\n\n\"And you're one of the few people that's ever seen that. Everyone else sees me as a slut, or a freakish girl with a dick, or a strange zebra-goat. You just saw me as me.\" She gently caressed his head. \"And I see you for you. A kind, sweet, gentle young man with a soft heart.\" She smiled. \"And very pretty fur.\" He let out a soft, half-laugh at that. \"And a big, fluffy, cuddly tail.\" He half-chuckled again, his tail twitching a little. \"And your pussy is sexy and amazing, too.\" He squeaked that time. \"But that doesn't define you or what you are. You are Jesse, the wonderful, sweet squirrel who happens to be blue and have a vagina.\" She touched the top of his head. \"It's what's up here that matters.\" She slid down to tap his chest. \"And what's in here.\"\n\nAfter a moment, he spoke softly. \"My lungs?\" He looked up, smiling just a little to show it was a joke.\n\nShe smirked, glad he was able to even make a joke. \"Yes. Your lungs. Because you make absolutely adorable sounds with them that I adore.\" He squeaked softly. \"Just like that.\" She gave him a firm squeeze. \"Please, don't ever think that I'm spending time with you for anything other than to spend time with [i]you[/i]!\" She hesitated a moment. \"You've brightened my life, too, you know.\"\n\nHe looked up at her in surprise this time. \"I have?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yeah. I've smiled more around you than I have in... probably the rest of my life. Genuinely smiled. And laughed. And had fun. And... got to just be me. Not put on some act for a camera, or keep my head down to avoid punishment, or act tough to chase some dickbag off. I've never felt like I could relax around anyone. But with you, I can. I can allow myself to fall asleep with you resting against me, and... And be surprised and overjoyed that you're still here when I wake up.\"\n\nHe blushed, but got a big smile. \"I... r-really?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Really.\" She leaned down and kissed his nose. She then got a sly smirk. \"You want to know something else?\"\n\n\"What?\"\n\nShe leaned forward to talk into his ear. \"I have [i]never[/i] cum so hard or so much before.\" He squeaked, blushing bright red through his damp fur. \"I mean it! I still feel drained. In a good way! Actually... satisfied. Because it wasn't for a camera or some old pervert. It was for a guy I like. A lot.\"\n\nHe managed to smile at her. \"I... like you a lot, too...\"\n\nShe nodded. \"And [i]that[/i] is why I'm nice to you. Because I want to be nice to the sweet man who likes me for me.\" She gently rubbed his flushed cheek. \"The sex thing is a nice bonus, too.\" He squeaked again, which made her laugh some more. \"You feeling a little better now?\"\n\nHe nodded slowly. \"Y-yeah... s-sorry for crying all the time... I just... don't feel like I deserve... someone like you.\"\n\nShe took a deep breath and let it out slowly. \"Oh, no. You have that the other way around. I don't deserve someone as sweet as you.\" She pat his shoulder gently. \"It's why I'm terrified that I'll do something to push you away.\"\n\nHe shook his head quickly. \"I-I'm not gonna go anywhere! I-I mean... y'know, unless you told me to go away. B-but, I wanna spend time with you and hang out and eat those amazing breakfast burritos and suck at video games and just be with you all the time!\" His tail twitched a little, as did the corner of his mouth. \"I mean, maybe not... LITERALLY all the time, but, y'know... most of it?\"\n\nShe smirked. \"I know what you mean.\" She gave him a soft kiss. \"But let's take things day by day for now, okay?\" He nodded, giving her a warm smile. \"Alright. Now, turn around. I'll wash that big, fluffy tail of yours. Then you can help me with my back.\"\n\nHe turned around, going back to actually washing himself while she started to lather shampoo into his tail. \"You know... for a second, I thought you were going to suggest... more sex...\"\n\nShe chuckled. \"Oh no. Shower sex is for the second date.\" He squeaked, his tail twitching in her hands. \"And then the third date on is for the [i]really[/i] kinky stuff!\" He squeaked again. \"Like hand holding in public!\" This time he couldn't help but laugh.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nJesse stared at the building in front of him. He'd walked up those stairs a thousand times before. Somehow, the faded green paint, chipping to show the rusting metal, looked incredibly imposing now. Especially in the dark of night, the dim bulb overhead flickering and buzzing and threatening to burn out at any moment. Robin took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. \"You said your mom won't be home right now, right?\"\n\n\"Yeah. Probably. She should be at her second job for the next few hours.\" He took several deep breaths. \"But she might have called off to wait for me.\" He felt himself shivering a little.\n\nRobin tried to help \"She's probably been worried sick...\"\n\nHe sighed and frowned. \"No... she's probably been pissed off about how this is some inconvenience for her.\" He shook his head slowly. \"If I were to throw myself off the roof, she'd just complain about having to clean up the mess.\"\n\nShe winced. \"Oh...\" She wasn't sure what to say. \"Well... then she should be grateful that you're going to be getting out of her hair for a while, right?\"\n\nHe shook his head again. \"She'll still somehow make it about her. Probably something about how she had to put up with so many hardships all for me and I'm just throwing her away or... something like that...\" He took a deep breath and held it for a long moment, letting it out slowly. \"I... guess I should just... get this over with...\"\n\nRobin nodded, squeezing his hand again. \"I'll be right here with you.\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Thank you.\" He squeezed her hand back then started going up the steps. \"You know she'll hate you from the moment she sees you.\"\n\nShe scoffed. \"I don't give a fuck what she thinks of me. I'm here for you.\" That made him smile a little. They ascended the steps to the third floor, walking down to the door for his apartment. He pulled the key out of his pocket and unlocked the door.\n\nHe half expected to hear screaming the moment he pushed it open, but was incredibly relieved to find the lights off inside. \"She's not home.\" He walked into the tiny apartment, turning on the lights in the kitchen. As expected, he saw a note on the table. It wasn't just a little one, either. More like a letter, written in his mother's scratchy handwriting. He picked it up and read it.\n\nRobin watched him. He didn't move as he read the note. Even his normally twitchy tail was still. \"How bad is it?\"\n\nHe closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh. \"I've been suspended from school indefinitely...\" He kept staring at the paper. \"She's... not happy... and the school told her about you.\" He handed the paper to her. \"Fourth paragraph.\"\n\nShe took the paper, reading through it quickly. \"...'and they said you're hanging out with some harlot after school!' Tom! That cockwaffle! What the fuck did he tell her about me!?\"\n\nJesse shook his head, feeling the familiar numbness coming over him. \"Probably lies... to turn people against you...\"\n\nShe glanced over the rest of the paper, frowning, then scowling. \"No offense, but your mom sounds like a real piece of work. Who the hell calls her son a 'worthless furball' in a letter to him?\"\n\nHe closed his eyes, his shoulders slumping a little. \"I mean, she's not...\"\n\n\"No!\" Robin moved to stand in front of him. \"None of that! You are not worthless!\"\n\nHe nodded. \"I know... sorry.\" He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. \"I've just been told it so many times that it's hard not to feel like it has to be true...\" He held up a hand. \"I-I know... it's not true. Just... it'll take a while before I can... accept it fully.\"\n\nShe smiled. \"And you'll have my help.\" She crumpled the note and threw it, the paper bouncing off a nearby wall and falling to the floor. \"Enough of that shit. Lets get your things packed up so you can get out of this depressing place.\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Yeah. My room is this one here.\" He took her to his room, which was depressingly empty compared to hers. He opened his closet, then searched around one side until he found a large, black school backpack stuffed into the corner. He had bought it as a replacement for the one he used for school on the chance Zack and Wade ripped the one he was using. It was pretty cheap, but it would work for now. He was just turning back to his closet when he saw Robin looking around, a strange look on her face. \"What?\"\n\nShe gave him a smile. \"Nothing, just... reminds me of what my room used to look like when my dad was... still around...\" She shook her head. \"You really do need to get the hell out of this place.\"\n\nHe nodded slowly. \"Y-yeah... I... yeah.\" He tried to ignore the strange flood of complicated feelings washing over him as he pulled clothes out of his closet, folding them and stuffing them into the bag. At Robin's insistence, he had decided that he would run away and live with her for a while. He was planning on still going to school, but he guessed he didn't have to worry about that anymore, either. He packed several sets of clothing, about enough for a week, including socks and panties. It was almost everything he had anyway, excluding the two uniform shirts for the convenience store. He still set them on the bed. \"I need to return these to Mr. Orville... At least he's always been nice to me.\"\n\nRobin nodded. \"Sounds good. We can head over there after we drop all this off at my... well, I guess now it's our place.\" She smiled a little, getting an oddly warm feeling just saying it.\n\nHe let out a soft half-laugh. \"Yeah... I guess so.\" He finished jamming the last few pairs of panties into the bag and managed to just get it zipped closed, though it was stuffed pretty full. It was also pretty heavy as he hefted it up.\n\nRobin took the bag from him, slinging it easily over one shoulder. \"I got it. But you didn't pack anything from the bathroom yet. Towels, toothbrush... soap? Any shampoo you like?\"\n\nHe nodded. \"I guess I should at least grab towels and my toothbrush.\" He first went to the kitchen, grabbing one of the plastic shopping bags they used to line the trash can and took that to the bathroom. He stuffed his towel into the bag, along with his toothbrush and toothpaste. He looked at the things in the bag. They were all pretty old. The brush's bristles were all fraying, the towel had a few pulls and tears in it, and the toothpaste... well, that was normal, just half-used up. He also grabbed a brush and tossed it in. \"For my tail.\"\n\nRobin gasped. \"You have a tail brush!? Please tell me I can use it on you!\"\n\nHe giggled softly. \"Sure... You did a pretty good job washing it, but I think it could use a brush later.\" She beamed at him giddily, which made him smile. \"I think that's everything...\" He stepped back out into the kitchen. \"I... should probably leave a note for Mom... so she doesn't end up calling the cops to start some manhunt for you for kidnapping me or something.\"\n\nShe scoffed. \"Probably a good idea, yeah.\"\n\nHe pulled a piece of paper out of the old printer and set it down, scribbling out a note for his mother. \"There. Done.\"\n\n\"What did you say?\"\n\nHe picked up the bag of toiletries. \"I told her that I'm fine, and that I'm... not coming home for a while. But that I'm not in danger or being held against my will or anything. That I'm staying with a... friend...\" He shook his head. \"I-I didn't mention you by name, but she'll probably figure that out on her own.\" He pointed to the part at the bottom. \"I said this should... help her, too... not having to pay for my food or clothes or stuff... I'm sure that'll make her... well, it'll probably make her angry again...\"\n\nShe came over and put her arm around him, giving him a gentle hug. \"You going to be okay?\"\n\nHe nodded slowly. Then shook his head. Then just sighed. \"I don't know. I think... eventually... yes.\" He looked around one last time, saying a silent goodbye and good riddance to the shitty place he'd lived all his life. He didn't realized until he was walking out of the door one last time how much he genuinely hated it.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nThe two of them stared at the water, standing at the edge of the pier after dropping things off at Robin's apartment. They'd also returned the shirts to the store owner. \"He seems like a pretty nice guy.\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Yeah. Gerald has always been kind to me...\"\n\nShe chuckled. \"Still couldn't keep from staring at my tits, though.\"\n\nJesse glanced at her. \"Well, you are kind of putting them on display...\"\n\nShe made an exaggerated, playful gasp, gently slapping his shoulder. \"And I thought you didn't judge me for how I dress!\" She was wearing one of her skimpier tops, a spaghetti string that showed off her ample cleavage.\n\nHe giggled softly. \"You know I don't.\" He leaned closer, putting an arm around her middle and holding onto her. She did the same, pulling him just a bit closer so he could lean against her. He broke the lingering silence after a moment. \"You're... not going to have to work harder with me living with you, are you?\"\n\nShe shook her head. \"Nah. I make enough that I can afford to buy more food without an issue. If I have to make another video a week to do it, then that's fine.\"\n\nHe nodded. \"How... many... do you make... a week now?\"\n\n\"Eh, 2, maybe 3.\" She looked at him. \"Oh, and the only ones I make at home are the ones where I'm... jerking myself off for the camera. So you won't need to worry about having to stay out of the way or other people randomly showing up.\"\n\nHe hadn't even considered that. \"Oh...\" He blushed a little as the image of her stroking her shaft swam through his mind. He tried to shove it away. \"Where... do you normally... do it?\"\n\nShe smirked, but it was probably good to get all this out there. \"There's a shitty motel that's... well, honestly, it's not too far from your place. They charge by the hour and don't ask questions. Beds are fucking awful, but actual sleep is rarely what's going to happen on them. And don't [i]ever[/i] try to use their showers. Trust me, it's more mold than tile in there.\"\n\nHe crinkled his nose just at the thought of it. \"Eh... gross!\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yeah, but you can make some pretty loud noises there, and no one will question anything. Plus, I get a big discount since the owner's a member of the site I post to, so he gets to see all the videos that get filmed there. I have a really good, but tiny camera that I set up that captures everything. Well, I have three of them, but I almost never use them all. Usually just one at a time. They all record to my phone. Then I put them on the computer, edit them as needed, then post and payday.\"\n\nHe nodded slowly. \"Oh...\" A thought came to him. \"You... have a camera in your room?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yeah.\" Her eyes went wide. \"OH! B-but don't worry! It's not always set up. I put it away after every recording! So don't worry, I didn't record us!\" She squeezed him tight. \"And I won't, either. I promise.\"\n\nHe smiled. \"Okay...\" He leaned against her, but odd thoughts swam through his mind. Would he be okay if she did? Definitely not without her asking first. Would he be okay being seen on that site? He still felt really awkward that she had seen him. He wasn't sure about total strangers seeing him naked, let alone getting fucked by her. He also still wondered if she had any kind of freaky kinks. He imagined she must have developed something doing the videos. He should ask... another time... or never. He wasn't even sure if [i]he[/i] had any kinks yet. Did liking a girl with a dick count as a kink? Probably. Though he'd lov- like her even if she had a slit the same as he did.\n\n\"Well look who it fucking is!\" A jarring, familiar voice intruded on his thoughts. His eyes went wide as he heard the gruff, mocking tone behind him. Both Jesse and Robin turned to see none other than Zack stepping down the pier, a crooked grin on his face. \"The little icicle and his whore. I knew if I waited out here long enough, you two would show up.\"\n\n\"Z-Zack!?\" Jesse almost took a step back, but realized there was nothing behind him but the edge and the ocean below.\n\nRobin stepped in front of him protectively. \"What the hell do you want, shit stain?\"\n\nThe wolf's expression instantly soured to a sneer. \"Fuck you, cunt! I've been thrown off the JV team because of that stunt you pulled this morning! So I'm here to punish you two shits for that.\"\n\nShe scoffed. \"What? Didn't get enough before? Felt like getting your ass kicked by a girl again?\" She glanced around, not seeing the lion. \"Where's your fuck buddy?\"\n\nZack's sneer turned into a glare. \"I don't need Wade's help for this.\" He reached into his pocket, pulling something out. Jesse's eyes went wide as it made a click, and he realized it was a switchblade. \"I'm gonna gut the two of you and feed you to the fishes.\"\n\nJesse whimpered. \"R-Robin...\"\n\nShe stayed in front of the squirrel, speaking quietly to him, but never keeping her eyes off of the wolf. \"Stay behind me. As soon as you can, make a break for it. Don't worry about me, just get off the pier.\"\n\nHe nodded quickly. \"I can jump if I need to. I can swim... pretty good...\"\n\nShe nodded, turning her attention back to Zack. \"Hey, you're Frank Gentle's kid, right?\"\n\nThe wolf narrowed his eyes. \"What of it?\"\n\nShe scoffed. \"I see the apple didn't fall far from the tree with you. Y'know, for people with the last name Gentle, you are awful violent.\" She nodded to the blade in his hand. \"You even know how to use that thing? Don't want to go stabbing yourself with it.\"\n\n\"Fuck you, bitch!\" He suddenly lunged at her, swinging the blade. She ducked low under it, smacking her hand against the side of his knee and making him stumble to the side. He tried to stab down, but she moved out of the way and kicking her hoof out to sweep his already off balance leg out from under him. He suddenly toppled to the ground, swinging at her wildly with the knife the whole way, but only hitting air.\n\nShe turned to see Jesse staring, frozen in fear. \"[i][b]GO![/b][/i]\" He gasped as she yelled, snapping out of his panic. Without questioning, he suddenly started to run, adrenaline fueling him to move faster than he ever had before. He bolted right past Zack, who was just trying to push himself back up.\n\nThe wolf looked at the squirrel, then growled as he turned his attention back to Robin. \"That's fine. You're the one I want, cunt. I'm gonna teach you a lesson. Then I'm going to show you how a real man fucks a bitch like you!\"\n\nShe chuckled softly. \"Oh? Well let me know when the 'real man' shows up.\" She slid back slightly as he swung the knife at her again. \"You couldn't handle me, little man. If you're like your daddy, I'm packing more heat in my pants than you are, too.\" She shifted to the side to avoid another swing. \"Though you seem like the kinda guy that likes a hard dick stuffed up his ass.\"\n\n\"Shut the fuck up, you stupid fucking hwun whore!\"\n\nHer playful smile faded as he spat the slur at her. \"That's some mouth you got there, wolf.\" When he tried to stab forward, she stepped to the side, grabbing his wrist. She kept moving around him, dragging his hand with her. She ended up behind him and yanked his wrist back, forcing him to suddenly jam the blade into his own throat. His eyes snapped wide as blood started to pour out. She let go of his wrist before any of it sprayed onto her. His hands flew up, grabbing the knife, only to drop it as he grasped at his own throat, doing nothing to stop the blood oozing out as he'd cut an artery. She clicked her tongue. \"I did warn you about stabbing yourself.\"\n\nShe took a step back as he suddenly fell over onto the deck, panic gripping him as he couldn't breath anymore, blood flooding his lungs. He looked up at her, pleading, then started to shake as his gaze looked past her. She frowned, putting her hoof on his side and shoving. He rolled off the edge of the pier, hitting the water a second later with a splash. She kicked the blade off the edge with him, careful not to get any of the split blood on herself.\n\nWhen she turned, she saw Jesse standing near the middle of the pier, staring at her with his eyes wide. Robin let out a breath, her shoulders slumping. \"Shit...\" She slowly walked over to him, seeing he was shaking. \"Hey... breathe.\" His breaths were short and rapid. \"Jesse! Breathe!\"\n\nHe blinked several times, looking up at her. \"Y-you... h-he's... is... he... d-did... y-you...\"\n\nShe reached out, hesitating a moment, but when he didn't flinch, she touched his shoulder gently. \"Technically he stabbed himself.\" She nodded. \"But yes, he's probably dead by now. Water makes blood flow a lot faster. And he hit an artery anyway.\"\n\nThe squirrel was still panting. \"H-he... you... a-and... he...\" He couldn't even think straight, let alone form a sentence.\n\nShe gripped both of his shoulders tight as it looked like he was about to fall. \"Easy now! Easy. It was self-defense. And there's no cameras out here.\" She wanted to hug him so badly, but she didn't know what he would do if she did. \"Someone will find him eventually. I didn't do anything that would have left marks on him, and he didn't get any blood on me. With everything that happened to him today, they'll probably think it was a suicide. Cutting his own throat was just his way to make sure it stuck. People throw themselves off of the pier all the time.\"\n\nHis mouth twitched and he tried to swallow several times, but his mouth felt dry. He nodded slowly, still in a daze as he stared at the spot the man had rolled off into the ocean. His body was still probably down there, floating away just out of sight. Robin risked putting her arms around him, and he didn't push her away. \"C'mon. Let's go home...\"\n\n\"O-okay...\" He didn't fight her as she turned him around and started him walking, still holding on to him tight. He was shivering, but walking slow, like he was in a trance. Neither of them said anything as they walked. Thankfully, being so late at night, no one was really out. When they were getting close to Robin's home, he finally said something. \"You... knew a lot... about what to do...\"\n\nShe sighed, nodding. \"Yeah... I do...\"\n\nHe blinked several times, staring at the ground as they walked. \"Have... you killed people before?\"\n\nShe closed her eyes, but nodded. \"Yes... I have.\"\n\nHe nodded slowly. \"Y-your dad?\"\n\n\"Yeah. And... other people.\"\n\nHe nodded slowly again. \"Is... that the other thing that... site you work for does? Y-you said it was... extreme stuff...\"\n\nShe looked at him, surprised he would even make that connection. \"Yeah... it is. It's why I knew there were no cameras at the pier.\"\n\n\"Are... you a hitman?\"\n\nShe blinked again. \"What? No. No no. Nothing like that.\" She didn't want to tell him that there were actually bounties posted on D-Gen, but she never did those sorts of things.\n\nOnce they were at her front door, he looked at it. \"Are... you going to kill me?\"\n\nShe froze just as she was going to open the door, closing her eyes again. Her heart felt gripped by claws when he asked. She turned around to face him, putting her hands on his shoulder again. \"Jesse, look at me.\" He only sort of looked up. \"Look at me. Please.\" He finally lifted his head to look her in the eyes. He still had a slightly dazed expression, but at least he didn't look at her with terror. \"I will never, [i][b]never[/b][/i] do anything to hurt you. All this that you just saw? That's a part of me that I never wanted you to see. You have become the one thing in my shitty life that I like. And I don't ever want to...\" her voice stuck in her throat. \"I don't want to... lose you... after I just got you.\" It was her turn to feel herself getting overwhelmed. \"But...\" She took a deep breath. \"If... you don't want to be around someone like me... I won't blame you. I don't want you scared to be in the same room with me.\"\n\nHe nodded slowly. \"I... will... need to th-think... about it...\"\n\nShe winced, but nodded. \"Okay. That's fair.\" She turned to open the door. \"Let's get inside.\" He nodded, following her inside. It felt strange being here now. This was supposed to be his escape, and instead, it turned into... he wasn't sure. Today had been full of so many ups and downs in the extreme. Everything at school, then being with her, all the fun they had, his first time having sex, then being overwhelmed by it all, then feeling her kindness beside him as they walked, then... the... murder... She had been protecting him. It was his fault! But she didn't need to go so far. She could have probably just broken his arm or something. But he knew Zack, too. He wouldn't give up. He probably would get more extreme. He wouldn't put it past the wolf to throw a firebomb at her apartment... with them still in it. So maybe it really was the right thing to do?\n\nShe saw him standing there, and her heart fell through the floor to see him like that. \"You... go get some rest. Take the bed. I'll sleep on the couch again.\"\n\nHe nodded. \"O-okay...\" She let out a sigh as he walked to the bedroom.\n\nWhen he closed the door, she squeezed her eyes shut, feeling tears in them. \"Gods dammit...\" She sat down on the couch. His backpack full of clothes was next to her. They hadn't gotten to putting them away anywhere. She picked it up, clutching it tight as the tears started to flow. \"Why do I keep... fucking everything up?\" She buried her face against the bag, using it to muffle her crying. Jesse didn't hear any of it, laying on the bed and staring at the ceiling, lost in his own thoughts. Neither of them were going to get much sleep that night. And not for the reasons either of them had hoped only a few hours earlier.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Saved by Sorrow

Chapter 5

By XP Author


Jesse slowly woke much later. He wasn't sure just how long he had been asleep, but it seemed like it was already night. He also found himself still up close against Robin. She had rolled over a little, and dragged him with her as her arms were still around his middle, so he was kind of laying on top of her. He smiled as he watched her breathing deeply in sleep. She seemed so peaceful like this. He took a little time to examine her features from up close like this. Her long snout, long ears, little horns in her black hair. Though this close, he saw the real color of her hair just starting to peak through at the roots. It was an interesting shade of reddish auburn, almost like the color of bricks. The only thing he couldn't stare into were those stunning yellow eyes of hers. She was beautiful. Maybe not in a traditional sense, but he thought she was beautiful at least.

He hated to wake her, but he did still gently nudge her shoulder. She made a soft moan, but didn't quite rouse. He leaned forward, kissing under her chin softly, then spoke quietly. "Robin..." She grunted again. "Um... Robin..." He nudged her again. "I... kinda need to pee."

"Jus... do it... wherev..." She grunted a little as she did start to wake up a little. "Hmmm?" She half-opened her eyes and looked up at him, getting an almost wistful smile. "Oh... you... didn't run away...?"

He let out a soft smile. "I kinda did. With you."

She blinked, looking a little confused. She was definitely not a morning person... even if it was night time. "Hmm? Mmm. Yeah, I guess you did..." She let out a large yawn, stretching her legs out a bit. "Mmmph. You... asked me something?"

He smirked. "I need to pee. And I kinda need you to let go for that."

She realized she was still holding onto him. "Oh!" She shifted a little, letting him go. "Sorry." She shifted a bit over.

He smiled. "It's okay." He pushed himself up to his knees, giggling a bit. "My legs feel a bit rubbery..." He looked down to see his the fur of his thighs were still matted and clumped from both his own juices and all the cum that had leaked out of his pussy. Though he felt some of it still in there... which he tried not to think about too much before it got him going too much. "Eh... I think I need a shower, too... I didn't get to have one this morning, so I'm... probably kinda gross..."

She smiled. "I think you look really sexy all post-sex messed up." She reached out and gently tousled his hair, making his squeak. "I'll be up in a sec. You go do your business. You can use the shower. I have a second set of towels you can use, so I'll get those for you."

Jesse nodded, slipping fully off of the bed. He felt a little unsteady on his feet still. A little more of her seed slowly drooled out of him as he walked to the bathroom, and he hoped he didn't leave some kind of trail behind him. Once he was in the bathroom, he got to relieve himself. He let out a sigh as he stopped holding it all in, the pressure in his bladder fading away. He wiped after, but found he was still leaking more cum. "She... really left... a lot in there..." He smiled a little. He wouldn't mind feeling her do it again.

Once he was finished with that, he went to the shower, turning on the water to let it get warm. It was a separate stall from the bathtub, and both were pretty big. Or maybe he was just used to the tiny combined bathtub / shower unit at his home. He imagined she probably liked to soak some time after... her job. Wash off everything from doing that with strange old men and their fetishes. A part of him wanted to know more about that, and ask what kinds of fetishes she might have, but he also didn't want to pry. He also wasn't sure he could get over the embarrassment long enough to ask about kinky things.

As he stepped into the warm water of the shower, his self-doubt returned and started to creep into his mind. He had no idea why someone like her spent time with someone like him. He was sure she wasn't just using him. It's not like she had any kind of issue getting sex. Maybe she did like him? He wasn't sure. He still didn't think he was good enough for anyone to like. Even after she saved him from the bullies, from... himself... and spent the whole day just being nice to him. He couldn't wrap his head around why someone so amazing and worldly like her would bother spending the time to be nice to a... freak like him.

He blinked a few times as that word came into his thoughts again. Freak. He'd been called it a lot in his life. Mostly for his blue fur, but he knew he'd get that if people knew about his pussy, too. But she had a cock. And she was a pretty uncommon species, at least as far as he had ever known. Did that make her a freak, too? It felt really uncomfortable even thinking of her that way. She was beautiful and friendly and sexy and kind and... He was crying again. He leaned against the wall as the water poured down over him. He wasn't even sure why he was crying this time. He was crying because someone was being nice to him? It just made him feel more pathetic.

He gasped as the door opened, and tried to control himself as she carefully stepped in. "Hey, I got those towels for you. I'll set them... on..." She trailed off. She couldn't see him with the frosted door, but she could hear him trying to cover his quick breaths and soft sobs. "Are... you okay?"

"I-I'm..." he sniffled. "I'm fine!"

"Are you crying?" Her voice was full of concern.

All he heard was an accusation. "N-No! I'm... I'm fine. J-just..." He cleared his throat. "Just... um..." He couldn't think of a good excuse.

Robin let out a soft sigh. "Jesse... I didn't hurt you, did I?"

His eyes went wide and he shook his head, then felt foolish since she couldn't see him through the door. "N-no! NO! No, you didn't hurt me!"

"Then why-" She sighed, touching the door. "Hey, is it... alright if I step in there with you?"

He nodded, then frowned at himself again. "S-sure..."

"Okay." She pulled the door open, steam coming out the moment she did. She was still naked, since she was going to have a shower of her own after him. Closing the door again, she looked at him. He was facing the wall away from her, trying very hard to make it look like he was just standing under the water. But he still couldn't hide a few of his slight sobs. She reached out and gently touched his shoulder. "Jesse. What's wrong?"

"I..." He felt the tears coming again. "N-nothing..."

She moved forward a little, though made sure not to press herself against him. "Hey. C'mon. Tell me. Please. You're making me worried." He started to shiver as he fought against himself. "Did I do something to upset you? I moved too fast, didn't I? O-or is it the... porn thing?"

He shook his head quickly, splashing a little water around. "N-no... you're... you've been so nice. A-and th...the sex was... amazing... and I don't care about the porn thing. I... I just..." He turned around to face her, and she saw him struggling and failing to hold back the tears again. He looked up at her, his eyes full of sorrow and confusion. "Why are you so nice to me?"

Robin stared at him, taken aback by the question. But she understood why he'd ask it. "Oh, my dear, sweet squirrel." She moved forward to pull him into a gentle hug. He practically fell against her as the barriers broke and he started sobbing again. "I'm nice to you because I want to be. Because I've been in a place where you have. Alone. Ignored or mocked by everyone. Doubting everything and everyone... yourself most of all." She kissed the top of his head. "You don't deserve all that shit. You never have."

"B-but... how can you like a f-freak like me?"

She chuckled. "If you're a freak, then I'm a monster."

He sniffled. "Y-you're not a monster... you're... amazing... and pretty... and..."

"And you're one of the few people that's ever seen that. Everyone else sees me as a slut, or a freakish girl with a dick, or a strange zebra-goat. You just saw me as me." She gently caressed his head. "And I see you for you. A kind, sweet, gentle young man with a soft heart." She smiled. "And very pretty fur." He let out a soft, half-laugh at that. "And a big, fluffy, cuddly tail." He half-chuckled again, his tail twitching a little. "And your pussy is sexy and amazing, too." He squeaked that time. "But that doesn't define you or what you are. You are Jesse, the wonderful, sweet squirrel who happens to be blue and have a vagina." She touched the top of his head. "It's what's up here that matters." She slid down to tap his chest. "And what's in here."

After a moment, he spoke softly. "My lungs?" He looked up, smiling just a little to show it was a joke.

She smirked, glad he was able to even make a joke. "Yes. Your lungs. Because you make absolutely adorable sounds with them that I adore." He squeaked softly. "Just like that." She gave him a firm squeeze. "Please, don't ever think that I'm spending time with you for anything other than to spend time with you!" She hesitated a moment. "You've brightened my life, too, you know."

He looked up at her in surprise this time. "I have?"

She nodded. "Yeah. I've smiled more around you than I have in... probably the rest of my life. Genuinely smiled. And laughed. And had fun. And... got to just be me. Not put on some act for a camera, or keep my head down to avoid punishment, or act tough to chase some dickbag off. I've never felt like I could relax around anyone. But with you, I can. I can allow myself to fall asleep with you resting against me, and... And be surprised and overjoyed that you're still here when I wake up."

He blushed, but got a big smile. "I... r-really?"

She nodded. "Really." She leaned down and kissed his nose. She then got a sly smirk. "You want to know something else?"

"What?"

She leaned forward to talk into his ear. "I have never cum so hard or so much before." He squeaked, blushing bright red through his damp fur. "I mean it! I still feel drained. In a good way! Actually... satisfied. Because it wasn't for a camera or some old pervert. It was for a guy I like. A lot."

He managed to smile at her. "I... like you a lot, too..."

She nodded. "And that is why I'm nice to you. Because I want to be nice to the sweet man who likes me for me." She gently rubbed his flushed cheek. "The sex thing is a nice bonus, too." He squeaked again, which made her laugh some more. "You feeling a little better now?"

He nodded slowly. "Y-yeah... s-sorry for crying all the time... I just... don't feel like I deserve... someone like you."

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Oh, no. You have that the other way around. I don't deserve someone as sweet as you." She pat his shoulder gently. "It's why I'm terrified that I'll do something to push you away."

He shook his head quickly. "I-I'm not gonna go anywhere! I-I mean... y'know, unless you told me to go away. B-but, I wanna spend time with you and hang out and eat those amazing breakfast burritos and suck at video games and just be with you all the time!" His tail twitched a little, as did the corner of his mouth. "I mean, maybe not... LITERALLY all the time, but, y'know... most of it?"

She smirked. "I know what you mean." She gave him a soft kiss. "But let's take things day by day for now, okay?" He nodded, giving her a warm smile. "Alright. Now, turn around. I'll wash that big, fluffy tail of yours. Then you can help me with my back."

He turned around, going back to actually washing himself while she started to lather shampoo into his tail. "You know... for a second, I thought you were going to suggest... more sex..."

She chuckled. "Oh no. Shower sex is for the second date." He squeaked, his tail twitching in her hands. "And then the third date on is for the really kinky stuff!" He squeaked again. "Like hand holding in public!" This time he couldn't help but laugh.

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Jesse stared at the building in front of him. He'd walked up those stairs a thousand times before. Somehow, the faded green paint, chipping to show the rusting metal, looked incredibly imposing now. Especially in the dark of night, the dim bulb overhead flickering and buzzing and threatening to burn out at any moment. Robin took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "You said your mom won't be home right now, right?"

"Yeah. Probably. She should be at her second job for the next few hours." He took several deep breaths. "But she might have called off to wait for me." He felt himself shivering a little.

Robin tried to help "She's probably been worried sick..."

He sighed and frowned. "No... she's probably been pissed off about how this is some inconvenience for her." He shook his head slowly. "If I were to throw myself off the roof, she'd just complain about having to clean up the mess."

She winced. "Oh..." She wasn't sure what to say. "Well... then she should be grateful that you're going to be getting out of her hair for a while, right?"

He shook his head again. "She'll still somehow make it about her. Probably something about how she had to put up with so many hardships all for me and I'm just throwing her away or... something like that..." He took a deep breath and held it for a long moment, letting it out slowly. "I... guess I should just... get this over with..."

Robin nodded, squeezing his hand again. "I'll be right here with you."

He nodded. "Thank you." He squeezed her hand back then started going up the steps. "You know she'll hate you from the moment she sees you."

She scoffed. "I don't give a fuck what she thinks of me. I'm here for you." That made him smile a little. They ascended the steps to the third floor, walking down to the door for his apartment. He pulled the key out of his pocket and unlocked the door.

He half expected to hear screaming the moment he pushed it open, but was incredibly relieved to find the lights off inside. "She's not home." He walked into the tiny apartment, turning on the lights in the kitchen. As expected, he saw a note on the table. It wasn't just a little one, either. More like a letter, written in his mother's scratchy handwriting. He picked it up and read it.

Robin watched him. He didn't move as he read the note. Even his normally twitchy tail was still. "How bad is it?"

He closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh. "I've been suspended from school indefinitely..." He kept staring at the paper. "She's... not happy... and the school told her about you." He handed the paper to her. "Fourth paragraph."

She took the paper, reading through it quickly. "...'and they said you're hanging out with some harlot after school!' Tom! That cockwaffle! What the fuck did he tell her about me!?"

Jesse shook his head, feeling the familiar numbness coming over him. "Probably lies... to turn people against you..."

She glanced over the rest of the paper, frowning, then scowling. "No offense, but your mom sounds like a real piece of work. Who the hell calls her son a 'worthless furball' in a letter to him?"

He closed his eyes, his shoulders slumping a little. "I mean, she's not..."

"No!" Robin moved to stand in front of him. "None of that! You are not worthless!"

He nodded. "I know... sorry." He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I've just been told it so many times that it's hard not to feel like it has to be true..." He held up a hand. "I-I know... it's not true. Just... it'll take a while before I can... accept it fully."

She smiled. "And you'll have my help." She crumpled the note and threw it, the paper bouncing off a nearby wall and falling to the floor. "Enough of that shit. Lets get your things packed up so you can get out of this depressing place."

He nodded. "Yeah. My room is this one here." He took her to his room, which was depressingly empty compared to hers. He opened his closet, then searched around one side until he found a large, black school backpack stuffed into the corner. He had bought it as a replacement for the one he used for school on the chance Zack and Wade ripped the one he was using. It was pretty cheap, but it would work for now. He was just turning back to his closet when he saw Robin looking around, a strange look on her face. "What?"

She gave him a smile. "Nothing, just... reminds me of what my room used to look like when my dad was... still around..." She shook her head. "You really do need to get the hell out of this place."

He nodded slowly. "Y-yeah... I... yeah." He tried to ignore the strange flood of complicated feelings washing over him as he pulled clothes out of his closet, folding them and stuffing them into the bag. At Robin's insistence, he had decided that he would run away and live with her for a while. He was planning on still going to school, but he guessed he didn't have to worry about that anymore, either. He packed several sets of clothing, about enough for a week, including socks and panties. It was almost everything he had anyway, excluding the two uniform shirts for the convenience store. He still set them on the bed. "I need to return these to Mr. Orville... At least he's always been nice to me."

Robin nodded. "Sounds good. We can head over there after we drop all this off at my... well, I guess now it's our place." She smiled a little, getting an oddly warm feeling just saying it.

He let out a soft half-laugh. "Yeah... I guess so." He finished jamming the last few pairs of panties into the bag and managed to just get it zipped closed, though it was stuffed pretty full. It was also pretty heavy as he hefted it up.

Robin took the bag from him, slinging it easily over one shoulder. "I got it. But you didn't pack anything from the bathroom yet. Towels, toothbrush... soap? Any shampoo you like?"

He nodded. "I guess I should at least grab towels and my toothbrush." He first went to the kitchen, grabbing one of the plastic shopping bags they used to line the trash can and took that to the bathroom. He stuffed his towel into the bag, along with his toothbrush and toothpaste. He looked at the things in the bag. They were all pretty old. The brush's bristles were all fraying, the towel had a few pulls and tears in it, and the toothpaste... well, that was normal, just half-used up. He also grabbed a brush and tossed it in. "For my tail."

Robin gasped. "You have a tail brush!? Please tell me I can use it on you!"

He giggled softly. "Sure... You did a pretty good job washing it, but I think it could use a brush later." She beamed at him giddily, which made him smile. "I think that's everything..." He stepped back out into the kitchen. "I... should probably leave a note for Mom... so she doesn't end up calling the cops to start some manhunt for you for kidnapping me or something."

She scoffed. "Probably a good idea, yeah."

He pulled a piece of paper out of the old printer and set it down, scribbling out a note for his mother. "There. Done."

"What did you say?"

He picked up the bag of toiletries. "I told her that I'm fine, and that I'm... not coming home for a while. But that I'm not in danger or being held against my will or anything. That I'm staying with a... friend..." He shook his head. "I-I didn't mention you by name, but she'll probably figure that out on her own." He pointed to the part at the bottom. "I said this should... help her, too... not having to pay for my food or clothes or stuff... I'm sure that'll make her... well, it'll probably make her angry again..."

She came over and put her arm around him, giving him a gentle hug. "You going to be okay?"

He nodded slowly. Then shook his head. Then just sighed. "I don't know. I think... eventually... yes." He looked around one last time, saying a silent goodbye and good riddance to the shitty place he'd lived all his life. He didn't realized until he was walking out of the door one last time how much he genuinely hated it.

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The two of them stared at the water, standing at the edge of the pier after dropping things off at Robin's apartment. They'd also returned the shirts to the store owner. "He seems like a pretty nice guy."

He nodded. "Yeah. Gerald has always been kind to me..."

She chuckled. "Still couldn't keep from staring at my tits, though."

Jesse glanced at her. "Well, you are kind of putting them on display..."

She made an exaggerated, playful gasp, gently slapping his shoulder. "And I thought you didn't judge me for how I dress!" She was wearing one of her skimpier tops, a spaghetti string that showed off her ample cleavage.

He giggled softly. "You know I don't." He leaned closer, putting an arm around her middle and holding onto her. She did the same, pulling him just a bit closer so he could lean against her. He broke the lingering silence after a moment. "You're... not going to have to work harder with me living with you, are you?"

She shook her head. "Nah. I make enough that I can afford to buy more food without an issue. If I have to make another video a week to do it, then that's fine."

He nodded. "How... many... do you make... a week now?"

"Eh, 2, maybe 3." She looked at him. "Oh, and the only ones I make at home are the ones where I'm... jerking myself off for the camera. So you won't need to worry about having to stay out of the way or other people randomly showing up."

He hadn't even considered that. "Oh..." He blushed a little as the image of her stroking her shaft swam through his mind. He tried to shove it away. "Where... do you normally... do it?"

She smirked, but it was probably good to get all this out there. "There's a shitty motel that's... well, honestly, it's not too far from your place. They charge by the hour and don't ask questions. Beds are fucking awful, but actual sleep is rarely what's going to happen on them. And don't ever try to use their showers. Trust me, it's more mold than tile in there."

He crinkled his nose just at the thought of it. "Eh... gross!"

She nodded. "Yeah, but you can make some pretty loud noises there, and no one will question anything. Plus, I get a big discount since the owner's a member of the site I post to, so he gets to see all the videos that get filmed there. I have a really good, but tiny camera that I set up that captures everything. Well, I have three of them, but I almost never use them all. Usually just one at a time. They all record to my phone. Then I put them on the computer, edit them as needed, then post and payday."

He nodded slowly. "Oh..." A thought came to him. "You... have a camera in your room?"

She nodded. "Yeah." Her eyes went wide. "OH! B-but don't worry! It's not always set up. I put it away after every recording! So don't worry, I didn't record us!" She squeezed him tight. "And I won't, either. I promise."

He smiled. "Okay..." He leaned against her, but odd thoughts swam through his mind. Would he be okay if she did? Definitely not without her asking first. Would he be okay being seen on that site? He still felt really awkward that she had seen him. He wasn't sure about total strangers seeing him naked, let alone getting fucked by her. He also still wondered if she had any kind of freaky kinks. He imagined she must have developed something doing the videos. He should ask... another time... or never. He wasn't even sure if he had any kinks yet. Did liking a girl with a dick count as a kink? Probably. Though he'd lov- like her even if she had a slit the same as he did.

"Well look who it fucking is!" A jarring, familiar voice intruded on his thoughts. His eyes went wide as he heard the gruff, mocking tone behind him. Both Jesse and Robin turned to see none other than Zack stepping down the pier, a crooked grin on his face. "The little icicle and his whore. I knew if I waited out here long enough, you two would show up."

"Z-Zack!?" Jesse almost took a step back, but realized there was nothing behind him but the edge and the ocean below.

Robin stepped in front of him protectively. "What the hell do you want, shit stain?"

The wolf's expression instantly soured to a sneer. "Fuck you, cunt! I've been thrown off the JV team because of that stunt you pulled this morning! So I'm here to punish you two shits for that."

She scoffed. "What? Didn't get enough before? Felt like getting your ass kicked by a girl again?" She glanced around, not seeing the lion. "Where's your fuck buddy?"

Zack's sneer turned into a glare. "I don't need Wade's help for this." He reached into his pocket, pulling something out. Jesse's eyes went wide as it made a click, and he realized it was a switchblade. "I'm gonna gut the two of you and feed you to the fishes."

Jesse whimpered. "R-Robin..."

She stayed in front of the squirrel, speaking quietly to him, but never keeping her eyes off of the wolf. "Stay behind me. As soon as you can, make a break for it. Don't worry about me, just get off the pier."

He nodded quickly. "I can jump if I need to. I can swim... pretty good..."

She nodded, turning her attention back to Zack. "Hey, you're Frank Gentle's kid, right?"

The wolf narrowed his eyes. "What of it?"

She scoffed. "I see the apple didn't fall far from the tree with you. Y'know, for people with the last name Gentle, you are awful violent." She nodded to the blade in his hand. "You even know how to use that thing? Don't want to go stabbing yourself with it."

"Fuck you, bitch!" He suddenly lunged at her, swinging the blade. She ducked low under it, smacking her hand against the side of his knee and making him stumble to the side. He tried to stab down, but she moved out of the way and kicking her hoof out to sweep his already off balance leg out from under him. He suddenly toppled to the ground, swinging at her wildly with the knife the whole way, but only hitting air.

She turned to see Jesse staring, frozen in fear. "GO!" He gasped as she yelled, snapping out of his panic. Without questioning, he suddenly started to run, adrenaline fueling him to move faster than he ever had before. He bolted right past Zack, who was just trying to push himself back up.

The wolf looked at the squirrel, then growled as he turned his attention back to Robin. "That's fine. You're the one I want, cunt. I'm gonna teach you a lesson. Then I'm going to show you how a real man fucks a bitch like you!"

She chuckled softly. "Oh? Well let me know when the 'real man' shows up." She slid back slightly as he swung the knife at her again. "You couldn't handle me, little man. If you're like your daddy, I'm packing more heat in my pants than you are, too." She shifted to the side to avoid another swing. "Though you seem like the kinda guy that likes a hard dick stuffed up his ass."

"Shut the fuck up, you stupid fucking hwun whore!"

Her playful smile faded as he spat the slur at her. "That's some mouth you got there, wolf." When he tried to stab forward, she stepped to the side, grabbing his wrist. She kept moving around him, dragging his hand with her. She ended up behind him and yanked his wrist back, forcing him to suddenly jam the blade into his own throat. His eyes snapped wide as blood started to pour out. She let go of his wrist before any of it sprayed onto her. His hands flew up, grabbing the knife, only to drop it as he grasped at his own throat, doing nothing to stop the blood oozing out as he'd cut an artery. She clicked her tongue. "I did warn you about stabbing yourself."

She took a step back as he suddenly fell over onto the deck, panic gripping him as he couldn't breath anymore, blood flooding his lungs. He looked up at her, pleading, then started to shake as his gaze looked past her. She frowned, putting her hoof on his side and shoving. He rolled off the edge of the pier, hitting the water a second later with a splash. She kicked the blade off the edge with him, careful not to get any of the split blood on herself.

When she turned, she saw Jesse standing near the middle of the pier, staring at her with his eyes wide. Robin let out a breath, her shoulders slumping. "Shit..." She slowly walked over to him, seeing he was shaking. "Hey... breathe." His breaths were short and rapid. "Jesse! Breathe!"

He blinked several times, looking up at her. "Y-you... h-he's... is... he... d-did... y-you..."

She reached out, hesitating a moment, but when he didn't flinch, she touched his shoulder gently. "Technically he stabbed himself." She nodded. "But yes, he's probably dead by now. Water makes blood flow a lot faster. And he hit an artery anyway."

The squirrel was still panting. "H-he... you... a-and... he..." He couldn't even think straight, let alone form a sentence.

She gripped both of his shoulders tight as it looked like he was about to fall. "Easy now! Easy. It was self-defense. And there's no cameras out here." She wanted to hug him so badly, but she didn't know what he would do if she did. "Someone will find him eventually. I didn't do anything that would have left marks on him, and he didn't get any blood on me. With everything that happened to him today, they'll probably think it was a suicide. Cutting his own throat was just his way to make sure it stuck. People throw themselves off of the pier all the time."

His mouth twitched and he tried to swallow several times, but his mouth felt dry. He nodded slowly, still in a daze as he stared at the spot the man had rolled off into the ocean. His body was still probably down there, floating away just out of sight. Robin risked putting her arms around him, and he didn't push her away. "C'mon. Let's go home..."

"O-okay..." He didn't fight her as she turned him around and started him walking, still holding on to him tight. He was shivering, but walking slow, like he was in a trance. Neither of them said anything as they walked. Thankfully, being so late at night, no one was really out. When they were getting close to Robin's home, he finally said something. "You... knew a lot... about what to do..."

She sighed, nodding. "Yeah... I do..."

He blinked several times, staring at the ground as they walked. "Have... you killed people before?"

She closed her eyes, but nodded. "Yes... I have."

He nodded slowly. "Y-your dad?"

"Yeah. And... other people."

He nodded slowly again. "Is... that the other thing that... site you work for does? Y-you said it was... extreme stuff..."

She looked at him, surprised he would even make that connection. "Yeah... it is. It's why I knew there were no cameras at the pier."

"Are... you a hitman?"

She blinked again. "What? No. No no. Nothing like that." She didn't want to tell him that there were actually bounties posted on D-Gen, but she never did those sorts of things.

Once they were at her front door, he looked at it. "Are... you going to kill me?"

She froze just as she was going to open the door, closing her eyes again. Her heart felt gripped by claws when he asked. She turned around to face him, putting her hands on his shoulder again. "Jesse, look at me." He only sort of looked up. "Look at me. Please." He finally lifted his head to look her in the eyes. He still had a slightly dazed expression, but at least he didn't look at her with terror. "I will never, never do anything to hurt you. All this that you just saw? That's a part of me that I never wanted you to see. You have become the one thing in my shitty life that I like. And I don't ever want to..." her voice stuck in her throat. "I don't want to... lose you... after I just got you." It was her turn to feel herself getting overwhelmed. "But..." She took a deep breath. "If... you don't want to be around someone like me... I won't blame you. I don't want you scared to be in the same room with me."

He nodded slowly. "I... will... need to th-think... about it..."

She winced, but nodded. "Okay. That's fair." She turned to open the door. "Let's get inside." He nodded, following her inside. It felt strange being here now. This was supposed to be his escape, and instead, it turned into... he wasn't sure. Today had been full of so many ups and downs in the extreme. Everything at school, then being with her, all the fun they had, his first time having sex, then being overwhelmed by it all, then feeling her kindness beside him as they walked, then... the... murder... She had been protecting him. It was his fault! But she didn't need to go so far. She could have probably just broken his arm or something. But he knew Zack, too. He wouldn't give up. He probably would get more extreme. He wouldn't put it past the wolf to throw a firebomb at her apartment... with them still in it. So maybe it really was the right thing to do?

She saw him standing there, and her heart fell through the floor to see him like that. "You... go get some rest. Take the bed. I'll sleep on the couch again."

He nodded. "O-okay..." She let out a sigh as he walked to the bedroom.

When he closed the door, she squeezed her eyes shut, feeling tears in them. "Gods dammit..." She sat down on the couch. His backpack full of clothes was next to her. They hadn't gotten to putting them away anywhere. She picked it up, clutching it tight as the tears started to flow. "Why do I keep... fucking everything up?" She buried her face against the bag, using it to muffle her crying. Jesse didn't hear any of it, laying on the bed and staring at the ceiling, lost in his own thoughts. Neither of them were going to get much sleep that night. And not for the reasons either of them had hoped only a few hours earlier.

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