Contractually Yours
But Dante was so lost he pinned Jem down and tried to undress him.
“No,” Jem had said sharply, breath still unsteady, his voice more firm than he expected. “Stop it. You’re bleeding.”
Dante barely reacted at first, like he was still caught in the same momentum, like his mind hadn’t fully accepted the interruption.
But Jem didn’t let it continue. He grabbed Dante properly this time, steadier, more certain, and pulled him away from him completely.
“You’re not even thinking,” Jem continued, frustration and concern mixing in his voice. “You’re injured, Dante. You’re bleeding and you’re acting like it’s nothing. So you're gonna fuck me while you bleed all over yourself, huh?”
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