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"Shhh...don't cry, Jase." Cain said softly as he undid the buckle keeping them tied together. Then used his own shirt and ripped it, using the torn material to wrap around Jason's hands tight enough that the blood wouldn't try and drip out and that the wounds could clot. He then leaned in and he licked away the blood from Jason's lips. He didn't mean to make Jason hurt himself, and he did feel bad for making Jason do so by making him come while someone was on the other side of the door. He kissed those lips gently in a silent apology and combed his fingers through Jason's locks.
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