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Oh, me. So sorry for the delay, but here's the next part. Dry like gin.

Title-Carbon pt. 7
Rating-PG-13
Pairing-Jeremiah/Billy
Author-amisheffigy
Summary-WHA' HAPPON?! haha...A Mighty Wind rocks...sorry, anyways, Bids changes and Jere gets his first taste..

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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
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Title-Carbon pt. 7
Rating-PG-13
Pairing-Jeremiah/Billy
Author-amisheffigy
Summary-WHA' HAPPON?! haha...A Mighty Wind rocks...sorry, anyways, Bids changes and Jere gets his first taste..

A/N-So very sorry this took soooooo long, but I can explain! First, I was fuckin lazy for a awhile, then I went to California for a week, came back for another week, and went to Cali again for 3 weeks T-T then I got back and the internet wasn't on for a week (the week with which I wrote the chap), so now, tonight I just got it back on and voila! Here you go!
Now, I'm telling you people I'm lost with this fic and it's getting kinda boring for me, SO HELP ME! Anything helps, really, be it reviews (good, or bad), advice, ideas, suggestions, just anything you want to happen here. Imagine where you could see this going in the next chapter, what will happen next, and tell me! Pleassseeee....or else I can guarantee the next chapter will take a long time to write and will be even lamer than this one. Yes, this one is half-assed and short. I'm sorry. *shuffles off dejectedly*
...love you all...
AND! this chap is dedicated to every one who has reviewed the last chapter or whoever I at least know is reading either on fandom or lj ;)

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and especially to Rachel cause she proved that people still were interested in this fic and got me to get off my ass and post this

enjoy ^^
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Chapter 7
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It all started that night. Billy began to change after that, he started to avoid me and whenever he was around me he became quiet and jumpy. It took me awhile to see it, but looking back, it started in a matter of 30 minutes.

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'Cause I made you mine, Billy.'

He stayed silent, not knowing how to respond. I feel like such an asshole, doing all this to him, but then again he is taking it well I guess. He's not pushing me away, he's clinging to me like a lifeline, that must mean he still likes me right? Right.

We lay still for about half an hour, but the cum drying on my stomach is starting to get crusty. I hate lying in a puddle of cum after sex, I can't just snuggle up and drift off into a peaceful sleep while cum is drying on me like Elmer's glue. He doesn't make a sound as I sit up, still holding him, and swing my legs over to side of the bed. I adjust him into a more comfortable position against me and stand up, walking into the master bathroom.

I shift him over onto one side, resting him on my hip like a toddler as I get the bath running, plugging the drain. I look down at him, his cheek pressed to the front of my shoulder facing away from my line of vision, his body seemingly lifeless against mine.

'Billy?..Do you wanna take a bath with me?' I ask, cause hey, maybe he'd rather take one alone or something. He just nods a little with a quiet 'K'. As odd as he's acting right now, he's still to cute when he does this, reminding me of a tired little kid after a long day at Disneyland. I kiss the top of his head, the soft black hair tickling my cheeks as I sink into the hot water with him, sighing contentedly.

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It wasn't cute for long.

It wasn't cute when he didn't utter a word other than simple responses like 'Yes' and 'K'. It wasn't cute when he wouldn't even look into my eyes save for quick glances when I tried to get him to look at me. It wasn't cute when he avoided being around me, spending all day hiding behind a book anywhere else in the house other than where I was. It wasn't cute when he curled up on a far side of the bed at night, facing away and flinching whenever I got close or touched him.

No, it wasn't cute, it hurt. He no longer reminded me of some shy little boy, now he reminded me of a beaten puppy.

I didn't know what to do, I didn't know how to confront him about it. So it went on for days more. Everyday slow and tiring, both of us isolated in one part of the house, one part of the bed, not speaking a word to each other.

It just wasn't right though, it couldn't be. I thought he was happy, I thought he was okay with all this, we'd already talked about it numerous times. So why was he doing this to me day after day? It was tearing me apart, and the whole beaten puppy thing was getting me paranoid. Had I done something wrong? Did that night really traumatize him this deeply? Did I traumatize him this deeply? Well, I knew one thing, it was going to stop tonight, I was going to stop being a pussy and ask him what was going on.

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My thoughts from earlier come back to haunt me as I lay stiffly on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Billy is in his usual spot, curled up at a safe distance of 3 feet away. Well, if he's asleep I really shouldn't wake him up, I'll just talk to him in the morning. He sighs a little, shifting to get more comfortable, and it's as if he's letting me know he's awake still. I don't know how he's going to react, but I roll onto my side, scooting closer to him anyway.

He visibly tenses and I can hear the way his breath hitches, stilling as if to hear what I'm doing. I say his name once and lightly touch his bony shoulder, only to have him flinch away before freezing up as if he's looking down the barrel of an imaginary gun. Why is he doing this? What did I do?..

'Billy, please look at me, tell me what's wrong. Did something happen, did I do something? Please don't block me out, baby, just tell me..' I murmur next to his ear. He turns a little to look at me, the first time he's acknowledged me all day. I smile softly, encouringly, and he rolls over onto his other side to face me. I take his hand in mine, twining our fingers as he sums up his will to look at me.

'I'm scared, Miah...you told me before, what comes after the bonding. I don't wanna do it, I'm too scared it'll hurt like that, even worse maybe..I don't want that again, it's too much.', he says softly, his eyes searching mine. I sigh a bit at that, poor thing got the wrong idea about the feeding thing, I should've told him. He holds onto me tightly as I wrap my arms around him, pulling him close to me.

'I'm sorry, Mi, I don't think I'm very good at being a mate.' he says between little sniffles. I can't help but chuckle a bit at that, and I kiss his soft lips lightly.

'You're better than anyone I could've imagined, Billy...you don't need to be scared, I promise. Let me show you..', I murmur into his ear before making a trail of butterfly kiss over his cheek to his neck. He tenses up a bit as I nuzzle the soft skin at the junction of his neck and shoulder, kissing and licking there. He gasps in surprise as I sink my slightly sharp canines into the tender flesh, body jumping in my arms.

My eyes droop shut as the sweet blood touches my tongue, my first taste of Billy. I pull back a little, teeth sliding out of his flesh, and I just suck lightly on the wound. Fuck, he tastes good, like a sweet, well-aged wine. As I expected, he doesn't struggle, but melts against me instead. He moans softly and slides his fingers through my hair, resting at the nape of my neck to hold me there.

I keep at it for a few more minutes before pulling back. I can't take too much right now, it's his first feeding after all. I lick the wound until it stops bleeding then move back to watch Billy's face. A small smile touches his lips, his eyes lazily drifting open to look at me, filled with pleasure and satisfaction. I kiss him softly, slipping my tongue past his lips for a moment to give him a taste of his own blood. He moans in reply, half-heartedly kissing me back until he soon becomes still against me. His stillness and even breathing evidence of him falling into a deep sleep. I follow soon after, the sweet taste of him still on my lips.

That went well.



(I think I made a mistake when I chose to write this in Jere's POV, it'd be tons better in noone's POV..anyways, please do R&R, I'll give you a good hump if you do =D)