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exact same time. Then everything happens so fast, so aggressively, it’s almost scary. He kisses me with such fury, I can taste blood, but I don’t stop. I hook my fingers into his hair, letting my nails run over his skin as I deepen the kiss. He shoves me backwards towards the desk in the corner of the room. When my back hits the wood, he leans around me and swipes everything off it. I hear it all smash to the floor. Jagger grips my hips, lifting me so my ass rests just on the edge, then he reaches down and tears my pants off, taking my panties with them.
    Then his fingers are inside me. Deep. Hard. I scream as his other hand tangles in my hair and he kisses me angrily, while his fingers thrust in and out, in and out, bringing me to the edge. When I come, it’s furious and intense. I spit curses at him and convulse, all at the same time. He grips his jeans, pulling them down just enough to release his cock, then he’s plunging it inside me. He’s not gentle, and I don’t care. My fingers slide down his back, my nails removing skin as he drives into me. One of his hands is on the table, the other has my leg, holding it around his hip as he thrusts in and out.
    I throw my head back, crying out in ecstasy as he pumps harder, faster, bringing me closer and closer to something I’ve so desperately needed. When I find it, my nails sink into his back so hard he roars with pain and pleasure, as he joins me in my release, coming so hard both our bodies shake. When we come down from that blissful high, he pulls back. I grip the table to keep from falling to the floor as he pulls up his jeans and turns, storming across the room. There is blood running down his back, and I lift my trembling hand and stare down at my bloodied fingers.
    Jesus Christ. What did we just do?
    ~*~*~*~*
    WILLOW
     
    “Fuck,” Jagger hisses, pacing the room.
    “What…was that?” I whisper, pulling my panties back on.
    He spins towards me, his eyes are feral. “It was a fuck, Willow. It was nothing more than a god damned good fuck.”
    “You don’t mean that,” I say, feeling my chest seize.
    “I do mean it! Don’t you fuckin’ see what’s happening here? I don’t fuckin’ care anymore. I told you that it wasn’t what you wanted, how much more do you have to see to believe I am doin’ the best thing for you by stayin’ away.”
    “Don’t tell me what’s best for me, Jagger.”
    He grinds his jaw. “I can’t do this, I can’t…be this anymore.”
    “What’s the supposed to mean?” I croak, clenching my fists against my thighs.
    “I need…I need time. I can’t be here.”
    “You’re leaving me?” I rasp, feeling my body begin to tremble.
    “Yes, I am.”
    The way he says it, so empty, so cold. I make a loud, strangled sound and my hand presses to my heart.
    “Jagger, you can’t…you…”
    He looks over at me. “Don’t you see this is for the best?”
    “How is it for the best? We’re your family, Jagger!”
    “Yeah, and I don’t give a fuck!” he roars.
    I gasp, stumbling backwards. I struggle to breathe as I process his words. I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a fuck - it’s all repeated over and over in my mind until it makes some sort of sense. Oh god.
    “Don’t you see, Willow. I don’t feel anything. Not for you. Not for my family. Not for anyone. I’m fuckin’ numb. I’ve got nothing left.”
    Hot tears spill out of my eyes and stumble down my cheeks.
    “You don’t love us anymore?”
    He grips his hair and makes a pained sound. “I…don’t know how to explain this. I’m sure underneath it all, I love everything I used to. If it was just you I was numb towards, I would say no, I don’t love you anymore, but it’s not just you. It’s everything. I feel nothing. I feel no happiness. No sadness. No anger. Nothing. I am so fucking numb I forget what feelings are like.”
    I feel my knees wobble, so I grip the table behind me to steady myself.
    “We’re your family…” I whisper, my voice