✿ BL scene. Skip if you're not comfortable ✿
Kyle lay back on the bed, breathing heavily as the sensations slowly died down.
Truly, that man had insane mouth skills.
Kyle was suddenly depressed.
He lay there, exhausted physically and mentally. Sure, he had the second most mind-blowing BJ in his life (then again, he's only 15) but everything just seemed to crash down at that point.
Being handcuffed to the bed was the trigger.
When he had died, it was this intense feeling of helplessness that filled his heart. He had managed to bury it as he worked hard to be strong.
Right now, it seemed like all of his hard work was for nothing.
He was helpless.
He was weak.
A tear rolled down Kyle's cheek.
Randall noticed the change in Kyle and frowning, he looked up and he saw that single tear.
He cursed out loud, angry at himself for making his Dean cry. He went up to Kyle and wiped the tear.
