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Sean
Jules tenses in my arms, I feel the panic build inside him, the way his voice hitches.
I pull out of him, taking the condom off and quickly disposing of it in the small trash can next to the bed.
“Jules?” I carefully reach out to him. Everything is in grey tones, I can sort of see him, but not very well. That was fine when we were all wrapped up in lust and everything, but I need to see him now. I need to see him to know how to comfort him. “I’m turning on the lights.”
“No.” There it is, that panic. He grabs my wrist before I can get to the switch, a little too roughly, and I wince at his strength. He quickly pulls his hand back. “Sorry. Just... wait until I’ve got my shirt back on.” He’s out of breath, the panic so obvious.
“Jules?”
He shakes his head, reaching out next to
