Hedwig fully and utterly trusted Jennifer. Therefore, the male believed the woman when she said that he was supposed to like it. The male nodded his head towards Jennifer and took a deep breath, focusing on how good it felt instead of thinking about how it scared and confused him. The type of pleasure it had provided with Hedwig was not something he could explain. If he was asked why this felt good, he did not know. The liquid continued seeping out and he figured that meant he was really enjoying it. However, the panic returned soon after because a new sensation was starting to form in his body.
It started with the clenching of his abdomen. His breathing accelerated but not from nervousness or anxiety this time. His eyes were wide open and he was almost frozen in place, looking at Jennifer. Then, his member started pulsating more violently and there was an electrical pulse that ran from the base of his cock all the way to the tip. It traveled the distance a couple more times before he felt the feeling become stuck in the tip. After another thrust of Jennifer’s hand or two, then the male reached his orgasm. It was Hedwig’s first orgasm despite Kevin and the other personalities having felt many of them before. It was foreign for this personality.
Four spurts of hot, sticky semen discharged from the tip. It spurted out and collected all over Jennifer’s hand, thigh, leg, and arm. He had no control over it but it made him feel so fucking good. He moaned loudly and ended up just falling down onto the bed. His breathing was rapid and he was trying to calm down from that high. The pleasure-inducing neurotransmitters were rapidly released and a smile graced his face without even know why he was smiling. “That felt good, Jennifer. Can I make you feel good like that? How can I do that for you?”
Jennifer watched as Hedwig had his first orgasm. Naturally Kevin and all of his personalities were all adults, all grown men except Hedwig who was a child. Any other time another alter would take the light and Hedwig would let them. He didn’t understand and didn't want to be belittled or bullied. Funny how one could bully themselves even within their own mind. Kevin had done plenty of it. You could be your own worst enemy. Hedwig was the little boy Kevin use to be, struggling to survive in the traumatizing abuse of their mother. He was a good kid, a normal kid, or he would have been had it not been from all the abuse thrown at him at such a young age when his father left and never came back. Kevin was scarred the day his father took that train trip and never returned because the train had a horrible accident and derailed. Kevin was left to fend as himself and shortly begin to develop methods of dealing with it early on.
Kevin may have had an irrational moment of clarity the night he forcefully raped his mother. In the moment it was perhaps the only revenge he could think of, the most brutal towards the woman who had given birth and neglected him, split him into so many shattered pieces. That night was forever buried in his core. It didn’t feel good, it was all out of emotional rage even if lust was apart of it. His mother must have had instability and abuse growing up herself, she was just repeating a never ending cycle of hell, trying to hide her own pain through substance abuse and taking it out on her only little boy. There were times when Kevin pictured his mother beautiful, happy and he had found moments frozen in time from older photographs. She was gorgeous, but she let her own pain and insanity consume her. Kevin hated her for not being strong enough to break the cycle. The only relief he felt was after he had sexually assaulted his own mother and she had one small euphoric moment of pureness. As she apologized and cried for the both of them and ended with saying she loved him. She kissed him on the forehead and left him as if nothing had even happened when it had. That feeling of realizing the crime he had done, how fucked up it was and how it took such an awful deed for his mother to come to reality.
It was a few weeks later. He had to sneak and find out his mother was pregnant and there still had been no signs of abuse from her. Kevin was just a young man then, on the bring of the edge himself trying to contain what Split personalities he had. He had found out and questioned him and begged her not to get an abortion, emotionally hysterical. He could see the pain and devastation in his mothers eyes.
In her mind, she was doing what she thought was right, to keep the baby but to secretly adopt it off so she didn't destroy another child's life. At that point she didn't even know if it would be a boy or girl but pictures it would be a boy, one vert similar to the son hysterical in front of her. She lied and said they would keep it, pretended things would be ok. Faked happiness and hugged her son, still forgiving him, forgiving herself for the horrible life she had made them both endure.
In those first six months, Kevin took joy in caring for the house, his mother, taking her to appointments and working one full time job and a part time job for savings. He put his mother on his own insurance and started applying to college. He thought about seeking therapy to help with his personality disorder and trauma. It hurt his mother to see him doing all these positive things, it hurt because she knew she destroyed and damaged him, that he had so much potential and should have been with another woman, happily doing this for his own family, not his blood because of a disaster. She blindly led him on until the final days of her disappearance, to leave in the middle of the night, travel to another state to give birth and sign the adoption papers. She stayed gone under the financial care of the adopters. She refused to see or hold the baby after birth, caught in her own hell. Knowing she couldn't keep it and that she was a horrible woman…or a woman now with awareness.
The adopters offered to continue to pay for her healthcare and means so she could get help but she refused. Took what large lump some of money she had received and transferred it into an account for Kevin. It would be more than enough to financially support him, so he could do whatever money could to help the burdens he bared. Then after making her own arrangements and a small living will she killed herself. She overdosed on pills in a luxurious motel, in the bathtub. In her mind it was the only way to take back control of her life, to save both of her children. To give one a normal happy life and to give what life she could do the one who had survived. With those thoughts she took her last breaths before overdosing and drowning unconsciously.
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Kevin let Hedwig keep the light because he knew Jennifer was safe, he knew Jennifer was attracted to all of him. He had done his best to keep Dennis well behaved and keep Jennifer out of the harms way of any sexual advances but somehow Jennifer within days of her captivity opened up, the bond was there whether it was normal or not. He wasn't going to deny her of anything. Hedwig had the ability to take the spotlight whenever he wanted. He could grow and mature with Jennifer.
Jennifer breathed out, not closing her eyes as the grown man had cum making a small mess. He was panting, lying on his back looking at Jennifer exhausted but amazed, like a child would be at a festival, but it was more psychological than that. He had experienced an adult emotion. He wanted Jennifer in ways he didn't understand but he knew whatever he just felt, he wanted to share.
Jennifer was sitting upright peering down, smiling, a little heavy breathed herself. She was still rubbing her fingers of his pre-cum and actual semen. It wasn’t clear but more milky and texturized. She had never ever seen it, felt it, been sexual with another male or female. She was almost just as fascinated in her own way. They both were exploring. She took her two fingers and wiped it off her arm and put the fingers in her mouth tasting it. Hedwig was breathing heavy and looked at her curious.
“Does it taste good…” Her face was contorted and she laughed out but made a face but it put him at ease.
“You don’t have to eat it, right?” He asked and she shrugged smiling. It didn't taste the greatest but she knew it was probably something you had to get use to. She wiped more off her thigh and looked down at him.
“Do you want to try it….?” She wondered if that was weird or not but he propped himself on both elbows, he probably thought she was going let him lick it but she licked her hand and then hovered over and stuck her tongue out and kissed him slowly, just enough to let him get it in his mouth. She pulled back enough to watch him.
This was inherently foreign for Hedwig. He did not even understand what the fluid he produced was called or why it was produced. The only information he had was from Jennifer who had told him it meant that it felt good. Well, she was right. Hedwig felt phenomenal during that moment. Therefore, he accepted everything she said as the truth. His eyes grew wide and watched as she licked her fingers. Was that supposed to happen? Did he do that, too? How did it taste? Hedwig thought it was nasty and did not understand how her face was not disgusted afterwards.
“Does it taste good? “You don’t have to eat it, right?”
The male asked her this question and frowned when he was given a non-answer. It made him a little sad, wondering if he did something wrong again. When she asked him if he wanted to try it, he froze and did not know what to say. Not really, but he wondered if it would upset her if he said “no”. Everyone else got so mad at him when he said “no” to something when they asked him. Before the male could answer, he felt Jennifer’s lips on his, her tongue sliding against his own.
Again, unable to explain how it felt, Hedwig just knew that he liked kissing Jennifer. When it was over, he giggled softly and made a playful face at her.
“That tasted… weird. Did you like it?”
After asking this question, he looked down at his flaccid manhood and chewed his lower lip. He did not hurt anymore. It was not throbbing. It was better now. This made him smile because nobody ever helped him with anything before and Jennifer made the pain stop. He was so thankful and wrapped his arms around her neck.
“Thank you, Jennifer. I feel better now. I don’t hurt anymore. Is that what I am supposed to do when it hurts again? Do I come to you?” He asked softly, his eyes wide, bright and soft. His crotch was pressed perfectly against hers without even realizing it. The tip of his girth was right against her womanhood and he could feel his balls rubbing against her thigh. He did not even mean to do it, but that worked out perfectly. He wondered if there was a way to make her feel good. Hedwig knew she was different down there but that was all he knew.
The young man was feeling curious. With wide eyes, he slipped his hand inside of her underwear. Now, he understood that he would do something different to her than she did with him. He felt around until he found her clitoris but he had no idea what it was. Feeling how it was just a mound of flesh, he started rubbing circles on it and watching Jennifer’s reaction. It was almost like an instinct was taking over even if he did not understand it. It made sense to him unconsciously and he began rubbing faster and faster.
His free hand rested on her face and he smiled at the blonde. He really loved Jennifer and all he knew was that she made him feel the best he had ever felt in his life. All he wanted to do was return that favor but he did not know how.
“How can I make you feel good, too? Tell me what to do.” He tried again, whining now. He was tired of getting non-answers from Jennifer and he was annoyed that she kept ignoring his questions. It frustrated him but he did not understand any of it, so he just kept asking.
Jennifer was overstimulated and aroused almost constantly being around many of Kevin’s alters, especially Hedwig. He was fighting and mysterious like a storm. Right now he was possibly experiencing important sexual milestones Kevin didn’t get to growing up. Jennifer wondered what his teenage years were like living with their mother. Her mind was racing but somehow Hedwig panting and shoving his hand down her underwear was enough to make her go wide eyes and breathe out. He didn’t exactly know what he was doing or did he? He was touching her down there, no one else had but herself.
The fact that he was, somehow was also overwhelming. He seemed eager, impatient, whining….wanting to know what else he could do. She looked at him wide eyed, her mouth only slightly opened as she gulped not knowing how to respond. Should she stop? Would the other alters be upset if she was sexual with Hedwig, would she get punished? She didn’t want to be stuck in her room any longer. She wanted to love Kevin…or right now just love any parts of him she could. She was afraid cops or the government would be waiting to take Kevin away for Kidnapping her. Realistically her parents could still have private investigators and the cops still high on his trail.
Hedwig kept trying to touch her, he moved his fingers softly but in a steady pace, he would feel her swollen petals around his hand and her wetness getting worse whether he understood or not.
“Do you want to make me feel good? Will we get in trouble?” She got out through heavy breaths, looking just as confused and aroused as him. Hedwig was so afraid of the others and had just gotten in good praises from Miss Patrica and Mr. Dennis but he didn’t want to lose Jennifer, he wanted her whatever that meant, he only understood his emotions. All the others said everything revolved around her, he wanted her and he trusted her right now.
“I won’t tell…..if you don’t.” He said gently stopping from messaging her but leaving his hand over her mound, feeling her nectar between his fingers, their eyes locked. Jennifer stared at him unsure, scared but nodded as he laughed out relieved. He pulled out his hand still breathing hard, grinning, looking at her and his hand.
“Are you sure….this might be---“
“Just show me….” He snapped, impatient, eyeing her, like a child would getting irritated but she could tell somewhere in that massive broken brain was other emotions, hormones and instincts.
Jennifer nodded, nervous, anxious, she was afraid of him but it was also complicated to explain. She was afraid but was also so strongly pulled towards him. She sucked in a breath and sat up rubbing her head as Hedwig watched, his chest rising and falling. She leaned on her knee’s and looked at him while slowly pushing down her leggings and underwear. She was left in only a shirt, like him. Right now she figured neither of them would be concerned with loving each other completely naked. She noticed he was still hard.
Without any real calculation or control, Hedwig just rubbed Jennifer everywhere down below. His fingers felt warm and wet after a while. Why was she wet? Did all girls feel like that down there? It made him curious. It felt like that warmth spread throughout his entire body.
“Do you want to make me feel good? Will we get in trouble?”
After hearing Jennifer ask this, Hedwig realized that they could be sneaky. Maybe Mr. Dennis and Mr. Patricia would never find out. He did not want to be punished but he wanted to make Jen happy.
“I won’t tell if you don’t.” He responded with a gentle smirk as he stopped rubbing her. Even though he smirked slightly, he was still confused and unsure how to continue so he requested more guidance.
“Just show me.” He said, cutting Jennifer off when she tried to talk to him, asking if he was sure about something. Hedwig was all In now. The young man was certain that this was exactly what he wanted to do. Hedwig would not hold back anymore. Those feelings of fear and anxiety were starting to die down and that was foreign. He was almost always afraid of something: one of the alters, a stranger, a new event… something… but with Jennifer, he felt unafraid most of the time. It was like she had a secret touch. His breathing was relaxed. His chest rose and fell naturally. His skin was starting to sweat, though. However, he did not tremble nor did his teeth chatter. Hedwig stayed upright and maintained his balance instead of feeling dizzy or nervous. This was going well so far and he only hoped it would continue. Hedwig thought that he was enjoying himself so far, but the real enjoyment was making Jennifer feel good. At that moment, he realized that making her happy was the best way to achieve his own happiness. It was a simple equation but Hedwig liked how that sounded.
He watched her continue stripping herself down as he grew harder when she was exposed. Hewdig did not even realize that he had grown this hard because of what Jen did, but he had. He looked at her with a gleam in his eyes, he was curious but also angry that she was not helping him.
“Do you not want me to touch you? Is that what it is?” Now, in his mindset, he was starting to think that Jennfier was avoiding him because she hated him.
“Do you hate me now, Jen? I’m sorry. All I wanted was to make you feel good… I didn’t mean to make you sad. I don’t know what to do.” He added with a pout, his voice deeper but not in an anger, more of a sadness than anything.
“No…No! I don’t hate you. I don’t hate you one bit. This is big stuff that’s happening….grown up stuff,” She said breathing out but never breaking eye contact nodding. Jennifer saw they was both sitting on the bed, her in a basic tee over a tank and him in a long sleeve shirt. She hadn’t given her self to anybody, living such an isolated protected life. She was still a teenager but also an adult. She knew this might scar them both in some ways, maybe it wouldn’t. Sometimes she wondered if this was some bittersweet nightmare. Hedwig looked anxious now but he never stopped looking at her.
Jennifer looked down briefly to see his erection, it was massive. For having so many personalities and this one being the youngest, he was for sure a grown adult, one that was built, like a solider. It was a little frightening but breathtaking all at once. Jennifer gently put a firm palm on his chest, feeling the soft frantic of his cotton shirt. She pushed easing him to lie down. She watched him lay down, stretching out on the twin bed. He was almost so tall, his legs barely fit on the bed. He smiled, wide eyed curious, almost mischievous.
Jennifer rubbed her nose and crawled, putting either of her legs over his which was a task in it self. It was a stretch but she kept hovered as he watched her, he seemed memorized. “Please….don’t be scared….” She said placing either of his hands beside his head as she adjusted herself. Hedwig would feel the cool air against his erect member until he felt heat, then warm and wetness as Jennifer straddled him but slowly did it. She breathed out hard, not quite gasping but wide eyed as she slowly let his length fill her.
“No…No! I don’t hate you. I don’t hate you one bit. This is big stuff that’s happening….grown up stuff,”
Even though Hedwig desperately wanted to look away from Jennifer, he could not. Did she really not hate him? Why was she not helping him or helping him to help her? Hedwig was just so damn fragile. He did not understand anything that was going on. Not only did the male not understand what was happening to his body, but he did not understand what to do for Jennifer and he thought that every second that passed when Jennifer did not feel pleasure that it meant she was starting to dislike him.
When she pushed him down, Hedwig moved to lie flat down on his back as he shuddered. She crawled over him and he continued shivering. The room was cool but his body felt like it was on fire. “Please, don’t be scared.” Jennifer said and that made Hedwig want to be afraid even more. However, his hands were placed beside his head and he let Jennifer lead him. Still not knowing what was happening, he felt a warm wetness cover his member. Without even understanding this, Hedwig moaned out softly.
“That… feels good, Jennifer.. Oh-… How are you doing… this?”
Hedwig could barely talk. The Pleasure made his hearbeat quicken as he chewed on his lower lip, almost biting down hard enough to draw blood. Looking up at Jennifer, he smiled awkwardly at her but tried to keep a straight face, not wanting to mess up. He kept his arms pinned down on the bed behind his head since that was what Jennifer told him to do with her actions. She was totally in control right now, totally dominating him as the male looked to her for guidance and help. He was just sitting there and feeling what happened to him.
Jennifer was trying to absorb the surprise, slight discomfort and pleasure of being on top of Hedwig with his full length buried in her. For now she just steadied her breathing, staying in one place looking at him as he gazed up at her. He had let out a moan and it was a sound that turned her on. He still Hedwig, a youthful mischievous intelligent personality. Parts of doing anything sexual felt wrong, like he was to young, perhaps he was, perhaps he wasn’t. It was complicated and convoluted because Kevin as an individual was, all parts of him lived secretly through out each split personality. Hedwig had the mind of a child/teen but the body of a grown adult.
“Does it feel good?” She breathed out, gulping as he bit his lower lip and nodded. She smiled, somehow she was able bring all her emotions out and knew that might make this less intense. She smiled breathing out and leaned down to kiss his head but that made her grind as he was in her, making them both start to feel the slow waves of pleasure to come. Jennifer wasn’t experienced, she didn’t know what the hell she was doing. Jennifer wanted to be close, he was tall but it just meant she had to lean over so her face was inches from his. She didn’t know if she started, or he did by instinct but they were slowly grinding in rhythm together. Hedwig was just as new to this as the young female was so he didn’t pull out but just stayed within her wet walls. The friction mixed with his pre-cum and her natural lubricant was enough to make it pleasurable. Now and then small noises would erupt from her mouth in surprise as he was so big, there was a little discomfort but it would leave as soon as it disappeared.
When Jennifer asked him if this felt good, he bit his lower lip and nodded, but kept silent. It was honestly too much going on for him to think and talk at the same time. It was hard enough to control his breathing. It felt like his chest was on fire and soon his entire body felt like it was on fire. Was this supposed to happen? He wondered silently but did not make any mention. When she moved harder against him and kissed him, Hedwig felt that pain from earlier between his legs subside and soon he felt wonderful.
The male now wore a smile similar to Jennifer’s smile. It might have seemed like a small thing, but that smile she gave him truly worked wonders and allowed him to feel this more than he ever could. His breathing was heavy and ragged now, beyond his control. He was sweating and his manhood was throbbing. He felt like there was something escaping the tip, not knowing that it was pre-cum nor did he understood how risky this was. When his orgasm reached, he would release his semen inside of Jennifer. The other personalities would know how determimental this could be. A woman born of incest between the man that should be her brother would be impregnated by this same man, whom was both her father and her brother.
That could mean something horrible but Hedwig was none the wiser. He finally let himself try to kiss her when she was close enough and he whined softly when he tried to move but his arms were still held down as Jen was in full control.
As quickly as the intense awkward love making had started, it had stopped with both of them climaxing. Jennifer had collapsed on top of Hedwig, breathing hard, and sweating. What had happened with Hedwig was inevitable, it was just a matter of how long until it happened. No matter how sick, how fucked up it was, both of them were drawn to each other like magnets. You could get two magnets so close before the pull got to strong and they smashed together becoming one. That's how it was with Kevin, all of his personalities and innocent Jennifer.
Hedwig was the perfect example. Hedwig was the most powerful personality without knowing it, he was bullied and harassed for his mannerism, his young antics. He was unstable, he was what was left as Kevin as a young boy….hopeless, neglected. He was sneaky, mischievous, playful and easy to learn. He was scared by Jennifer, infatuated without knowing what that meant, so memorized and needy for her love and attention he got rebellious before. He had subconsciously teased and lead this on with Jennifer not caring about the consequences.
He tried to kiss and wined as she had a hard grip on his arms but she had let go, laying on his chest catching her breath. She used what little strength she had to hug him weakly, the right side of her face pressed against the moist material of his cotton shirt. Her body moved as his chest heaven in and out. She let her chin rest on his chest as she looked up at him.
"We made a mess…" he laughed in a short breath, his eyes red. Jennifer knew he was panicking. "I have to go now….I'm so sorry, so sorry if I hurt you." Hedwig said biting his lip as tears came down his hot cheeks. Jennifer was alarmed, her own anxeity kicking In becausee Hedwig was scared. She knew he might split, this was hard enough on a young woman, but in her situation. She had just been intimate with the youngest most vulnerable personality and he was leaving the light. Jennifer rose up, shaking her head, her own eyes stinging. She barely got out a word before It happened.
Instantly she saw the change, his eyes stayed wide his facial features contorted, especially his eyebrows and jawline. It was Dennis, she breathed out, almost choking on a cry. He continued to stare at the ceiling, until his eyes slowly and darkly met hers.
"You shouldn't have done that Jennifer….its not safe, not yet. He's a child." He said gauging her reaction as she was still lying on him. Jennifer was crying but almost silently, her body shaking. She tried to push off the bed but Dennis was already off the bed, only clad in his long sleeve green shirt. He grabbed Jennifer gently but firmly but the shoulders, feeling her shaking. His eyes were already looking at her wristband, her vitals.
Jennifer sporadically screamed out while crying and got free just enough to crush herself against Dennis. Almost like a child might in the arms of their parents but this was more Intimate, un-appropriate.
It was a confusing feeling. On one hand, Hedwig physically felt great. On the other hand, Hedwig thought he had screwed up. Now that the euphoria settled and the arousal left his body, Hedwig only thought about the consequences. Oh shit. Miss Patricia and Mr. Dennis would be displeased with Hedwig. It created a great deal of anxiety for the young man. He did not do well with these consequences. He was so afraid of what the two adults might do to them because of what he just did. It was at that time he felt his entire body shifting.
“We made a mess. I have to go now. I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry if I hurt you.” Tears spilled over his cheeks and he suddenly shifted into a new personality. Hedwig was not apt to handle this situation and these emotions. Dennis on the other hand, even though his sexual experiences were not “Normal”, he did understand how to handle things better. His eyes went wide and he stared blankly into the space above the wall until he shifted into Dennis. It seemed like Jennifer noticed the change to as she immediately noticed him when Dennis came into the light.
“You shouldn’t done that, Jennifer. It’s not safe for him yet. He’s a child. He doesn’t know how to deal with these things, but I do. Let a real man give you a good time.” Dennis whispered with this smirk on his face. Yes, he had tried so fucking hard to resist these urges of his especially since Jennifer was here but seeing what she did to Hedwig and how Hedwig did not even fully appreciate the act pissed Dennis off. When she ran into his arms, he just held her tight and started to kiss on her neck. He attacked that spot where possibly every woman had a sensitive spot on her neck. He smirked against the skin of her neck as he kissed her, his hands stroking through her hair.
“Jen, I can take care of you. I can make you happy. Let’s calm you down before we do anything else. Focus on your breathing. Take a deep in through your nose and breathe out of your mouth. Calm down, Jennifer. We all love you and I can show you that better than anyone else. You are everything to us, to me especially. Let’s just take it slow and easy.” How much Dennis cared for her was obvious. He wanted to give her a fun time but it was important to calm her down first. He saw her wristband getting to dangerous levels and he wanted to calm her back down without having to use any of her medicine.
"Don't take me back to my room!" She pleaded while closing her eyes as he put soft kisses against her. His strict alluring voice had a sense of calm. As if he was prepared for this type of situation. The poor girl has just made love to the youngest personality and he had switched just as they climaxed. It was emotional and devastating. She wanted Hedwig back, she wanted to make sure he was okay, that he liked it, that he liked her. Why she needed this reassurance was probably due to her predicament down here. She craved acceptance and love from each and every part of the man who was split Into different personalities but was her own blood.
"Please…..don't" she cried out clutching onto him, both arms around his broad shoulders. She listened to him trying to calm her down and that’s when she sunk back down into reality and heard her little watch alerting them she was in the orange. He then continued to soothe her, instructing her to breathe and she let her forehead rest against his as she did this. She took deep inhales and big exhales. She knew he might have to get ready to leave for work soon. Her mind distracted herself with where he worked. If he was In any danger because she was down here. If her family would ever find a way to find her. She didn’t know if she still wanted to be found. She did and didn't.
After she calmed down she just stayed pressed against him, listening to his own breathing through the material of his shirt. They were both still awkwardly naked below the waist.
When his sweet daughter finally calmed down and the numbers on her fitbit were safe, Dennis pulled back from the embrace. “We all love you, Jennifer. I think I love you more than the others. I have tried to hold back from this but I see there is no point anymore.” Pausing, Dennis stood from this bed and slowly removed his shirt. It left him completely bare now. Kevin was quite the chiseled man. That was probably obvious from his leg muscles but it was even more obvious now that he was shirtless. With a confident half-smile, he looked at Jennifer and gave her a second to look at him. “When you were with Hedwig, you did not have time to appreciate or enjoy yourself. I know exactly what to do for you. I know exactly how I can make you feel better.”
After he paused, Dennis slipped back onto the bed with Jennifer and gently pressed their lips together. This kiss was not awkward like her kiss with Hedwig was. Dennis knew exactly how to kiss a woman. When he pulled back from the chaste kiss, he lightly gripped the hem of her shirt. “Let me help you with that. Let me see your perfect body in all your glory. I have wanted to see this for a long time, Jennifer.” The young man whispered as he kissed her lips again. When she gave him the go ahead, Dennis slowly pulled the shirt off her body, wanting to see her exposed upper body. It made him lick his lips and his pupils dilated fully while taking in her body. “My, you are gorgeous Jennifer. I know you dance. Do you work out, too?”
Jennifer wasn't quite prepared for the confidence of Dennis. He was normally strict, resolved, his mannerism very poised but closed in. He waited till she was calm enough before he pulled back, his eyes never left hers as he backed up enough to be in full view. He cracked his neck and slowly took off his long sleeve green shirt Hedwig had been wearing. The young females eyes were fascinated, glued to him as she slowly lowered herself into a sitting position on her hind legs, from being upright on her knee's. Dennis, Hedwig, Patrica, and Barry….it didn't matter the personality, they all had Kevin's body. He was tall, built, muscular and lean like a monster in ways. Funny something so dangerous could be hauntingly beautiful. There was this tension, awkwardness that was alway's there….it only fueled it.
"Whoah…" Came out in a small breath, her eyes were beady, she was entranced. Her vitals were stable. He didn't waste time and move forward taking the young female in his hands as he crawled on the bed, kissing her. The kiss wasn't sloppy, it was deep, lustful and perches. Jennifer bit her lip looking up at him. He reached for the hem of her t-shirt which was over a tank. With a small kiss and nod he easily removed it off of her, leaving her only in a bra. She felt exposed, she would of instinctively tried to shelter herself but he was already near her, holding her in a way she wasn't able to shield. She wasn't in control anymore, he was, he was the adult….or the older one. Things had changed so dramatically. She had thought how she had become attached to Dennis for the very reason he had kept a distance, a wall up. He had imaginary horns like the devil, pointed at her, there was no where to run from the fire he breathed. He had asked her about dancing, he had a fetish of liking to watch young girls dance. Luckily there was the Internet, so he could be voyeur without getting in any real criminal trouble….until now.
"You don't remember?" She said bravely. "You kidnapped me from dance rehearsal…." She said, eyeing him. Somehow verbally saying what had happened had made it real, gave clarification. Not that It worked to their advantage but it was fact. She shrugged, squirming until gave him the impression she wasn't ready to move further. He jaw clenched but she didn't move, just sat there, naked besides a bra for him to see. She was distressed, consumed in her thoughts and emotions.
"You guys shouldn't bully Hedwig….he didn't harm me. I lead him on in a way…." She said wondering if that was true, or if she was covering up as it was probably equal.
"Also you can't keep locking me In that fucking room…..you can't keep me down here forever. I don't want to go back living with my foster parents but do you realize how fucked this situation is." She said with tears.
The worst thing is Jennifer new he would leave for work soon, she had the time he left memorized by the minute. She figured he got ready around five thirty, six if he was in the room with her and then was gone by seven. It was five right now. Time spent with Hedwig went quicker than she thought.
Dennis might not function strongly within social situations, but he did realize that Jennifer could not take her eyes off him. She was a young woman that apparently had little experience sexually. This was new territory and Kevin did not exactly have an unattractive body to show off anyways. Kissing Jennifer and removing her shirt and tank top was an incredible thing. Watching her body become slowly exposed was almost artistic. Dennis licked his lips and his pupils dilated as his nude body continued hovering over his daughter. She was such a beautiful young woman and Dennis did not want to take his eyes off her body.
It bothered Dennis when she went off on a tangent. “Stop stalling, Jennifer. I do remember. Can’t you hear? I said I know you dance. I know where we took you from. Don’t insult my intelligence. Don’t worry about Hedwig, you are not responsible for his mistakes. We won’t punish you for it. You are far too fragile to deal with it. We can ensure that Hedwig does not come back for a while. Right now, he’s not here. It’s only you and I.” Barry could no longer regulate who had the light.
It was Patricia. She did not have as many reservations as she should about what Dennis wanted. He started kissing her and she kept talking. It was a mood killer. Dennis, with less control than the others, was not worried about getting to work on time. Now, his own needs was greater than keeping Kevin’s cover. “Would you fucking stop it, Jennifer? This is not fucked. Kevin is your biological father. This is the only correct thing. I don’t know what you’re talking about. Get that out of your mind. Don’t tell me that we can’t lock you in your room. You will learn to obey. We love you but we can’t let you run wild. Not until we trust you enough. Crying won’t work with me. Cry if you want but you will be back in your room whenever we deem fit. You might not understand it, but you must understand it and go with it.” Dennis growled, reaching down to grab her bra as he ripped it off her chest. “Now, just don’t think about something else. Get that mind of yours on me. Kiss me. No more tears.” Dennis ordered, cupping her face as he forced a kiss onto her lips.
His words were factual but you could sense he was impatient, irritated she was focusing on things pulling them apart for the moment. He had ripped off her bra, making the young girl completely exposed. He commanded her to focus on him and cupped her in a heated kiss. Memories from the night she was abducted started to resurface. As he deepened the kiss, she saw flashes of being with her friends, walking out of the rehearsal and walking to her car without a clue of what was to come. He said they couldn't trust her yet. She pulled back from the kiss with a heavy breath, her red eyes still showing tears. The poor girl still looked like a hot mess, she hadn't had time to heal her eyes. She glared at him, wiping her mouth and nose sniffling.
"I'll take myself back to my room…." She said pushing away, climbing off the bed. He would get a perfect view of all of her body as she moved. She dropped, she was shaking as she grabbed her shirt pulling it on, not caring about undergarments.
"DON’T!" She barked randomly sensing his movement, breathing almost panting as she saw him eyeing her from the bed.
She was consumed with to many emotions and he had said she wouldn't see Hedwig for awhile. Everybody she got close to after intimacy left, it was leaving psychological scars that were invisible.
Waiting until Jennifer was long gone, Dennis threw a nasty right hook through the wall in Hedwig’s room. It busted a huge hole and now his knuckles were bruised and bloody. Kevin was a strong man and Dennis could have a temper at times. The blood made the obsessive compulsive side of him frustrated as he immediately was forced to go into the nearest bathroom to wash his knuckles off with soap and water over and over again. Once satisfied, he wrapped some ace wrap around the bloody knuckles and despite him knowing that he should start getting Kevin ready for work: he did not.
Barry was fighting tooth and nail to get into the light but Dennis had this completely. He picked up his cell phone and called into work, telling his boss that he was sick. In the middle of the boss barking orders and frustrations at Dennis, he disconnected the line. Still nude, the tall, strong man crossed from this room back to Jennifer’s room. It was easy to access the doors since it only locked from the outside. He entered and found wherever she was. Their eyes locked and he saw the hurt in her eyes but he did not quite understand.
“Help me understand you, Jennifer. Please! I don’t know what I keep doing to you that makes you upset. I watched Hedwig with you and I was so… so fucking jealous. I wanted to be your first. I wanted to make you happy like this. I know how to do this Jen. Please, what do you want? I don’t know why I keep making you cry. I’m so sorry… Do you need more of your drops? You’re running low on them already. You keep crying so much. That makes me hurt, too.”
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