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.He blinked, but otherwise kept his body still, refusing to react. Don t make me gagyou. I want out of here! I WANT OUT! The sound got louder and then louder, then itstopped like someone turning off a switch.When the sound stopped, he heard Jax s voice, ringing out. He ll destroy his voice,Roland.His vocal cords are damaged. I ll take care of it, he called back.He grabbed Angel s arm and tugged him over to where he d left his bag. Did you hearthe man? he asked as he pulled out a simple gag.Angel s mouth was moving, odd sounds coming out as tears streaked the pale face.Angelpulled away from him, arms flailing. Gag in hand, he wrapped his arms around Angel again, stilling the man. I won t use thegag if you promise me no more screaming.Nod if you understand and agree. Angel kept talking, not a word escaping.The poor man was so goddamned confused, solost and stoned and scared.Roland sighed, his heart going out to the man.If there was an easier way to do this, hewould, but jumping into the deep end was the best way.He kept Angel wrapped in his arms and brought their mouths together, tongue slipping inbetween Angel s moving lips, making the kiss deep and sure.Angel went still, eyes wide, staring at him in pure shock.Oh, now he had the man s full attention.He kept kissing Angel, kept holding the man, kept that focus squarely on him.Angel began to relax, if not respond, lips softening, letting him in to taste, to learn.He tilted Angel s head, his tongue pushing in deeper, looking for the true flavor of Angelbeneath the pain and the pills.Angel was so thin, incredibly close to just floating away, he could feel it.The manneeded to be grounded.He began to move them slowly toward the bed, letting one kiss slide into another.Angel followed, so caught in the kiss that he never even tensed.He sat slowly, drawing Angel down with him.The blue thing Angel had put on was silky soft, but he wanted skin, so he slipped onehand between the buttons.Angel blinked, staring, shivering.Roland hummed softly, working the buttons open one at a time.His fingers strokedgently, his tongue working the inside of Angel s mouth.He reached over, grabbed a single grape and slipped it between their lips.Angel groaned,tongue sliding over the icy grape.He used his own tongue to snatch it back and then let it roll back into Angel s mouth,teasing and playing as the grape warmed.He thought Angel laughed, sucking the grape, eyes closing.When there was only the memory of the grape, the hint of flavor on their tongues, hepopped in another one.Angel hummed, relaxed and quiet beneath him, focused on the grape, on the kisses.He fed Angel one grape after another, stealing several himself.It felt good, felt like thebeginning of a connection.After far too few, Angel shook his head, lips pursed, eyelids beginning to droop.He stroked Angel s face, conceding that he d gotten as much water and food into the manas he was going to. It s okay, Angel-love.Sleep. Angel nodded, one hand sneaking around his waist and squeezing.He smiled, surprised at how good the simple gesture felt.He kissed Angel gently. Sleep. The beautiful man curled up into himself, falling into a deep sleep.Roland spent some time just watching Angel sleep, the dark smudges under Angel s eyesmaking it look as if he d been punched in the face.Sighing, he went over to the comm and punched in the code for Jax. It took a moment, then Jax (who looked nearly as tired as Angel did, surprisingly)answered. Roland. I thought you d want to know he s all right.He s eaten and now he s sleeping on hisown. Thank you.We re & he s completely exhausted. He is, but he s sleeping now.You can rest easy, Jax.We re all going to be just fine. We are.Do you have any questions? How long has his throat been a problem? I found out about it two concerts ago.He s been augmenting his voice with hype-spraysand nanotechs; it s destroying him. Jax sighed, stretched. I got him out as soon as I could reroute us here without beingfollowed. Roland winced. That s dangerous stuff.He might never sing again.Are you prepared forthat? Angel certainly wasn t, but if Jax was more interested in a healthy singer than getting richoff Angel, it would make things easier. I would hate for him to lose that, but professionally? I ve been begging him to retire forover a year.I m ready to settle, to enjoy my life. He ll want that too, Jax.He just doesn t know it yet. He offered Jax a smile after all, the man had stayed away and let him do his thing.Hewas impressed. You look like you could sleep almost as long as Angel.I ll leave you to it. If you need me, I m here. Thank you, Jax. He turned the comm off and went back to bed.He watched Angel, skin the color of ice inthe blue outfit
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