Ice stared down at his hands, trying to
control his desire long enough to collect his thoughts. He wanted to screw
Aaron as much as Aaron wanted to be screwed. However this time, his nose had
brushed close to Aaron’s abdomen, close enough to realize that Aaron’s scent
had changed. Ice looked up into Aaron’s confused face. “I stopped because I
dared not go further. You are fertile.”
“I’m what?”
“Fertile. If we have sex, you will
become pregnant with my child,” Ice hesitated, “You might already be pregnant
with my child. It is too early to tell.”
The boy sat up and closed his legs. “I
could get pregnant? I might already be pregnant? How could I already be
pregnant? I’ve never had sex!” Aaron’s voice rose with each question. He drew
his legs up in front of him and stared at Ice confused and angry.
Ice stood up and ran a hand through his
hair. “I had sex with you last night,” he said quietly. Ice looked away, “I am
not proud of what I did. I lost control. It has been a long time since I have
been intimate with anyone. I apologize for what I did.”
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