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behavior modification, part eight

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content warnings for: CSA mention (very veiled, but still), adult language, creepy/intimate whumper, cages, restraints, muzzles, discussions of past abuse, and implied future noncon

This isn’t the whumpiest chapter (although there’s a good bit at the end), but all you Jack + Joe 4EVA people will like it.

part eight,past, present, & future

“Jackie?” 

Jack doesn’t answer. He feels like someone’s taken a spoon and scooped out his guts. He’s empty. Hollow. Because he’s dumped it all on Joe. 

He shouldn’t have said anything. It was a bad idea. Joe won’t understand. How could he? Jack squeezes his eyes shut. What Bill did to him–what Jack let other people do after–

He doesn’t want to see the way that Joe looks at him now that he knows. 

Joe takes a shaky breath. “Thank you for telling me. For trusting me with that, I mean.” 

Jesus Christ. Joe isn’t supposed to thank him. Not for this. 

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Oh damn! Poor sweet Jack and poor sweet Joe. This is so awful. Ivan knew exactly how to pick him, didn’t he. It so cruel to undo all the gains he’s made. I just want to wrap him in blankets and run away with him… back to Joe of course. GUH! My heart breaks for him.

Im just a fucking kid why would you ask me for pictures of my body!! ^^