I woke up in the morning in Jack's bed with a major hard-on. I groaned as I realized that today is the full moon. Every since Jack got back, he's been way too horrified to do anything s****l.
"Matthew, what's wrong?" Jack asked, turning to face me. He must've heard my groan.
"It's the full moon." I whispered, looking at him.
He blushed and he cleared his throat. "We could try to-"
"No, no, baby. You're not ready, I understand."
"I'm not even affected by the full moon, Matthew." He whispered with a worried expression.
"Well, you haven't really been affected that lately, sexually."
"Is something wrong with me?" He whispered.
I moved closer to him, wrapping my arms around him. "No, baby, you've been through a lot. You were.. r-raped every night there."
He nodded against my shoulder.
