so american~
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George sobbed quietly, wrapping his arms around Clay’s neck and pulling him close. “I used to sell my body- f- for sex.” he said quietly, shaking.
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Clay listened quietly as George spoke, nodding and rubbing his back.
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“And- I can’t- I f---ing can’t feel used again, I can’t,” George cried, trying to breathe.
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“Honey, I would never- Never use you, okay?” Clay spoke softly, his voice shaking a little as George began to cry. “You know me, you know what I’ve been through- I would never make you feel that way, if that’s what you’re worried about-“
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“I know- I just- I can’t bottom, I can’t remember,” George whispered shakily, clinging onto Clay.
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“Hey, it’s okay! I promise I won’t force you, baby-“ Clay spoke with a small, understanding smile, holding George close with shaky hands. “Just- please don’t cry, Georgie- I hate it when you cry…”
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“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” George inhales a shaky breath, forcing himself to stop crying.
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“Please don’t say sorry, you didn’t do anything wrong-“ Clay pressed a kiss on George’s head, hugging him close. “You don’t really have to stop, please don’t bottle it up,” he spoke softly, rubbing his back. He hugged his boyfriend closer, humming softly. “I love you so much, Georgie.”
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With that, George started sobbing again. He gripped onto Clay’s sides, his breathing getting erratic again. “I was so f---ing stupid- how do I f---ing live with myself-“ he said in between sobs, shaking in Clay’s arms.
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Clay hugged George close and rubbed his back, exhaling shakily. “I know you feel like you’ve f---ed up, but you didn’t, okay, love?” He spoke softly, kissing the top of his head. “You’re not a f--- up, I promise-“
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“How did I not?? I let people use my f---ing body for money- and I can’t even live with the f---ing consequences-“ George sobbed, hiding his face in Clay’s shoulder.
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Clay let out a shaky breath, hugging George closer. “You made a mistake, that’s all- E-Everyone makes mistakes, George, you’re- you’re not the only one-“ He squeezed his eyes shut, running a shaky hand through George’s hair. “I make m-mistakes all the time, like- like when I went back t-to Jolie- please, honey, you’re not a f---up…”
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“Okay,” George said simply, sniffling quietly and trying to stop crying. “I- I’m sorry I can’t bottom. I know you want me to.”
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“What I want, is for you to be happy and to feel good. If bottoming doesn’t make you feel good, then I will never ask you to, okay?” Clay spoke with a small smile, rubbing George’s back. “Please don’t apologize, hun-“
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George hummed shakily, relaxing slightly against Clay. “I f---ing hate this.”
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