Lunar's POV

Ma rushed over to me as soon as she saw me, Mr. Hayes and Mr. Lincoln wouldn't let me try and hide what happened from her so they had called in advance. They didn't say anything about me being gay. They just told her Anthien hurt me at the park. I let out a weak yelp as she hugged me, causing her to quickly let me go as Dad came out with his .20, "D-D-Dad, what the fuck?! A shotgun is unnecessary!"

"Unnecessary my goddamn ass," He spat, the wrath of demons and blood in his voice, "Look at the state you're in! He's lucky he got a bat instead now where the fuck is he? I'll kill the motherfucker, that's on my soul and heart!!"

I hugged him tight even though it hurt horribly, laughing with a beg as I grabbed his shoulders, "Dad, I-I'm fine. I promise. Put the gun away, I don't need my dad getting arrested for scaring the neighbors."

"They can't do shit unless I'm off my damn property," He ordered, cocking his weapon, "and last I checked; I'm still on it!"

"Dad, for the love of Elysium, please!" I whined at him, pulling out the rare pup looks I hated to pull on him, but I knew it was the only way to get him to listen, "I'm alright. I'm beaten up, but I'm fine!"

"I know my fuckin' rights as long as I'm on my own property I can do whatever I damn please! I also know that killing him can be seen as defending my family so goddamnit, let me do my job as a parent," He muttered, but gave in, trudging back inside and putting his gun away but still bickering, "Y'all never let me have any fun around here. It's not fair."

Limping back over to Ma, I winced as she hugged me, relaxing into her arms as I rested my head on her shoulder, whispering, "I love you, Ma."

"I love you more, Baby Boy," Her fingers combed my hair but her calling that had my face shriveled up and my body pulled away.

I cleared my throat, backing off, "Alright, moment ruined."

"You will always be my little boy, and nobody will ever steal that title from you," She cackled like a witch, pinching my cheeks as they reddened. Mr. Lincoln and Mr. Hayes chuckled as Mathis giggled, Ma pulled me into a motherly hug as she spilled kisses all over my face, hugging forcefully when I tried to escape, "Accept my kisses, Young Man!"

I squirmed as she started tickling me, failing at my escape, "M-Mama, stop! I-I am too sore!"

She stopped as I stuck out my bottom lip, kissing my cheek and petting my hair, "Is it helping you feel better, though?"

I embraced her close, tearing up into her neck as Dad came back out and joined in the hug, "I-I love you guys so damn much."

"We love you more, Baby," She kissed my head again, rubbing my back as I started crying. My fear was spiking at the thought of Anthien coming home, he had a key to the house. It wasn't in his pockets when I searched him, so I couldn't get it off him.

"I-I'm so afraid, Ma," I hugged her tighter, listening to her coo at me as the aching of my body became forgotten, "I-I don't want him to hurt you guys. H-He still has a key. I-I tried to get it back b-but it wasn't in his pockets."

"Why don't we get him inside and we can have a discussion," Mr. Hayes suggested, Ma nodding as we headed inside, "Mr. Lincoln will help Lunar. Why don't you both and Ms. Mathis sit with me at the table, yes?"

They sat at the table as Mr. Lincoln took me into my bedroom, kissing my lips once we shut the door, acid, and pain in his voice, "We've got to take pictures in case we file charges."

I nodded weakly, yelping as he helped me remove my clothing and took pictures of everything. Pain filled his eyes all over again as he did so, his jaw tightening. Slowly, I took his hand, leading him into the bathroom and running some hot water, clenching my jaw as I sat in it,"Pl-Please, join me, ...R-Ryker."

I didn't like saying his first name, it felt disrespectful and dishonorable. He was like a God to me, I was nothing compared to him. No matter how he treated me I was still lower than him. I am a Rat, he's a Lion. I am Peasant to my King.

He didn't argue, stripping himself bare before slowly sitting in the tub and carefully pulling me to him, promising as he delicately wiped me down, "I will never let him hurt you, again. EVER."

I traced the tattoo patterns on his arms, whispering as I changed the topic, "I have questions."

He chuckled as he dabbed at the marks on my back with a wet washcloth, knowing I was mostly changing the subject for the sake of his temper over my trauma, "I figured. You may ask."

"Why do you both look alike?" I lifted my head at him with a raised brow, wincing as he kept cleaning, "Why do you dress the same, act the same, yet have different last names? Were you both born human or --?

He pressed his lips against mine, laughing into my teeth to shush me, "Sh, Kitten, one question at a time. Tyler is a Doppelganger. We met at a very, very young age. I was born human while he was born a vampire. He agreed to turn me if I agreed to share with him. We've been inseparable ever since."

"Why do you put on such an act to make him look more in charge?"

"Because I wanted to humiliate you, to diminish what little power you felt you had and make you tremble at how easy it was to use and break you." He smiled into my lips, with zero remorse in his devilishly tone, flashing his pretty little fangs. He slipped his tongue between my teeth, playing with mine for a moment before nipping my bottom lip, "I also didn't want to show weakness. Didn't want to show the fear I have of losing you. It was easy to hide until that... that..."

A growl escaped his throat as his irises darkened, his fist clenching but calming down once I kissed his cheek, his eyes softening as he looked at me, "Why do you share me with Mr. Hayes? Why not keep me for yourself?"

"I thought about it, I really did. But dominating you with him is thrilling. Just watching how pathetic you get to be filled, how desperate you get to please. How could I deny him such a pleasure? You were so drooly at the Claiming, thinking we both owned you...Mmph, I'll never ever forget that. I never thought I'd enjoy sharing you, but it is quite amusing and pleasing," The pain and soreness weren't so bad, so I moved onto his abs as he laid further into the tub, caressing my thighs as his pupils flickered at every part of my body, a smirk tugging at his lips. My face was heated at his words as he caressed my hands, bringing them to his lips and kissing them, "Plus if I forget to cherish parts of you, he's quick to fix that. He knows you're mine. He knows if he tries to take you from me, I'll kill him, and he respects it. Why don't we get out of the bath, and I help you relax?"

"B-B-But---," I protested, but I was no fool to him noticing his words were playing their secret game on my body, especially with him nibbling and suckling on my fingertips.

"Do you have any toys?" He shushed me, getting us both out of the bathtub and drying us off as he carried me to my bed, laying me on it and chortling at my shyness. I shook my head, earning another chuckle from him as he kissed my neck, kissing and nibbling lower. He smirked up at me, his fangs teasing my v-line, "Do you trust me, Kitten?"

A weak nod and tremble went through my body, "...I-I-I like th-the other n-name."

This name was comforting and made me feel safe, but the other name felt dirty and made me feel...heh-heh.

"Say the name," He grinned as he looked up at me, nibbling my tip, a weak little buck coming from my hips, "If you say it, you'll get to fuck my mouth."

He allowed me to hug my pillow, chuckling as I whimpered nervously, "I-I-I like it b-better when you c-call me 'P-Pet.'"

Sitting up, he sat on the floor, "Come here, Pet."

I shot off my bed like a torpedo, treating his words like a command, standing in front of him sheepishly as he gripped my thighs, pulling me closer, "Be careful, alright? My fangs are sharp, do you understand?"

I'd learned he preferred his fangs out instead of hidden. Mr. Hayes didn't care either way. With the occasional look of discomfort, it sometimes caused I'm guessing it hurt Mr. Lincoln. It didn't feel right to ask so I'm just guessing.

It took everything in me just to nod, throbbing as I watched him open his mouth, pulling me even closer. My knees almost buckled at the feeling of his mouth, my hand gripping his hair as I had to lean on my bed.

A knock startled me, making me hide in my pillow as the door started to open. Mathis looked in, her eyes wide and her face a cherry, "I-I-I-I f-f-forgot m-m-my w-w-way a-a-around t-t-the h-h-house... A-A-Again!"

She hardly really came into the house and vice versa. I never really went into her home for obvious reasons, she just didn't feel comfortable coming into mine. She once said she didn't feel like she was allowed...? I still don't understand why, though. Another thing her father probably said.

Squeaks released from my throat repeatedly as Mr. Lincoln moved my hips for me, motioning her to close the door and come over to us. My knees struggled not to give out from the feeling, my ability to talk gone. She slowly came over, swallowing as he pulled away from me, smiling at her sweetly, "I overheard you needed help with some things."

"I-I-I," She fumbled with her clothing, looking at her shoes, not daring to look over at me. Sitting on the bed, she let out a sigh, looking at him, "K-Kyle wants to tr-try phone sex b-but I've never m-m-masturbated and I'm scared I'll be bad at it a-and I don't want him to know th-that I've never masturbated."

She spoke so quickly she had to take a deep breath, causing a laugh to leave Mr. Lincoln's lips. Pulling me gently into his lap, he lifted himself onto the bed, asking as if this was the most innocent thing to fucking do or ask, "Did he ever finger you?"

She shook her head, fidgeting with her shirt again, "W-We just went into sex. It-It hurt at first, but w-we were a bit fuzzy from the punch at the dance...?"

With an inhale, he replied as an exhale left his mouth, "Don't take this the wrong way but I need your pants off."

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Lunar's POV

My throat locked up as I sat with Ma and Dad in the back of the theater, my leg bouncing faster than a gazelle could gallop away. Mr. Hayes and Mr. Lincoln sat a few rows behind us while Mathis and Kyle sat a few seats away. I mouthed to her, pleading for her to say no but all she did was nod with two thumbs up, "Do I have to?"

I looked at my parents as the credits played for the movie.

Goddess Elysium, I want to die right now. Phat agree, how shall we? Hit by a car sounds fun. Oh, or maybe jumping off Suicide Bridge? I'd rather be an unnamed soul than do this, right now.

They stood up to leave, causing me to get up and follow them as we headed out of the building and began striding back home.

It was agreed that I tell my parents some special things before they move into the Mansion. Mr. Hayes and Mr. Lincoln both agreed that their safety was important, and they couldn't stay in a house where they were at risk but if they were going to move in secrets couldn't be under the roof. Their stay was only temporary, but secrets were also...I still wish to die, at the moment.

"G-Guys," My voice was practically gone so I cleared my throat and almost yelled, "G-G-Guys!"

My hands clasped over my mouth as Ma and Dad turned to me, Ma's happy little grin turning to worry, "Are you alright, Sweetie?"

"C-Could we maybe take a long way?" I shrugged awkwardly, waving off her concern, "I-I was wondering if I could talk to you both...?"

And not get Dad closer to his shotgun! YOU RIGHT! Amazing idea, couldn't have said it any better!

They nodded with instant smiles, following me the long way, "Are you feeling alright, Lunar?"

I couldn't help falling really quiet, kicking a rock as I shoved my hands into my pockets, "I-I'm alright...J-Just worried about something."

A LOT OF THINGS!!!!! Shush, damnit.

I swallowed, pulling them both into a very tight embrace after five dreadful minutes passed before turning away. I slapped my hands over my face, and muffled very nervously, "I-I-I'm gay."

"What did he say," Dad asked Ma, confusion in his voice and slightly raising it as if he were hard of hearing, "He mumbled. I can't hear mumbles."

"I-I think he said, 'I'm okay.'" She replied to him, speaking just as loud to help him. This only racked up my nerves and anxiety.

"Are you sure? I heard 'Nice day.'" He yelled louder, the reddening of my cheeks growing profusely because they were going to start a scene and humiliate me in front of everyone.

"Maybe it was 'Andrae!'" She hollered almost twice as loud, my heart racing so fast it could beat the fast runner in the world.

With a frustrated groan, I threw my arms in the air, spinning around, and screeching out, "Goddamn it, I said I'm !"

I froze, staring at them and tearing up. They stood in front of me with rainbow rings, necklaces, beanies, and even matching t-shirts that spelled "We take pride in our son" the words "pride" and "son" were both rainbows as they stupidly waved little rainbow flags at me with smiles on their faces and mouthing, "We love you!"

Recovering my face in my hands, I came over to them, crying into my hands as they hugged me tight, "I-I-I love you guys' s-so much."

That explained why they were wearing hoodies when we left, usually, they only wore them when it was chilly, and it wasn't cold out. I wiped my cheeks with my sleeves, looking at them both after calming down, "H-How did you know...?"

"One, your Uncle is gay and you're very close to him," Dad chuckled, looking to Ma as she hugged me, cupping my cheeks, "You always ask him advice on things and have a bond with him like nobody else."

"Two, you've never had a girlfriend or brought a girl home," She smiled at me warmly, holding up her finger when I tried to argue, "Mathis doesn't count, Darling."

They then both looked at each other as they began to laugh, "And three, we found your stash of gay porn magazines under your pillow."

My eyes widened majorly as my entire face lit up like a goddamn motherfucking Christmas tree, my hands clasping my hair as I hunched over and screamed, "GOD-FUCKING-DAMN IT!!"

This only made them laugh harder as I kept dramatically wailing. It was all I could do to keep from running away in humiliation.

"Are you good?" They chortled once I took a deep breath and stopped screeching.

"Mhm, yep," I nodded vigorously as I cleared my throat, grinning with embarrassment as I wiggled my jaw at them both, "I. Am. Grrrreat! My parents saw my porn, but I'm perfectly fine! I'm better than fine! I'm excellent! Wonderful! Fantastic!"

They hugged me tight as I watched Mr. Hayes, Mr. Lincoln, and Mathis giggling a few yards away. They had heard and watched everything, YAY. Time to fucking die.

"I-I do have m-more. Th-This one I'm backing very, very far away for," I let out another deep breath, this one shaken as I swallowed down my embarrassment. Backing about three yards I coughed into my fists, "I had sex with my bosses."

"Could you repeat that, Sweetie?" Ma called, with full seriousness. This made Mathis laugh more as she watched.

"Yep! O-One moment!" I backed up further, pretending to sneeze, "I had sex with my bosses!"

"Huh?!" Dad yelled.

"Alright, this seems like a pretty safe distance," Even further I backed up, looking at the distance with a nod. I cleared my throat, flattening my shirt and parting my legs, fully prepared to gun it out of here as I clapped my hands and rubbed them together before screeching like a banshee, "I had sex with my bosses!"

"YOU DID WHAT?!" Ma shouted, charging at me to strangle me, making me do more dramatic screaming as I ran away. We probably looked like those silly anime scenes; I hoped this shit was worth it.

"I mean, that's one way to get a raise!" Dad laughed.

My mother immediately skid to a stop, dust actually flying around her as she turned around, bug-eyed and ready to commit bloody murder, "Excuse me?!"

He started running as she chased him, following my idea of climbing up a fucking tree, his voice frantic, "Control your mother!"

"Control your wife!" I retorted back. Mathis, Mr. Hayes, and Mr. Lincoln were dying of laughter where they stood, obviously not being of any help, "You married her!"

"Get your asses down here this instant!" Ma roared, throwing her shoes at us both as we vigorously shook our heads at her.

"N-N-Now, Ma. W-Would it help i-if I said i-it wasn't a one-time thing?" I raised my arms like the shrugging emoji, looking at my father, "I-I don't know, thought I'd mention that while I'm up here."

"EXCUSE ME?!"

"Guess not," Slowly, I swallowed my courage, about to climb down as my dignity battled my will, "Ma, I-I am going to come down, but you've got to promise to hear me out!"

"You have thirty seconds," She huffed, crossing her arms, and watching me climb down from the tree. This signaled Mr. Lincoln and Mr. Hayes to start coming over as her foot started tapping impatiently.

"D-D-Do you know what C-Claiming is...?"

She narrowed her eyes at me, letting me lower my turtleneck and showing her the permanent bite mark left by Mr. Lincoln. Her eyes widened as she grabbed my neck and looked closely at the marks, "Wh-When did this happen?!"

"Th-The night I-I came home from running off to Uncle's," I hesitated as Mr. Lincoln snaked his arms around my waist, keeping my neck exposed and watching as Dad came over to us. Mr. Lincoln allowed them to see his fangs, very slowly bringing them to the mark and showing how the mark pulsed and sparkled in patterns. He then exposed the other part of my neck, showing the mark Mr. Hayes had left and showing how it didn't pulse or sparkle for him.

Ma seemed fond of the Claimed marking, almost in tears as she gently touched it, "W-We had heard stories as children of the Claiming. Isn't that right, Honey?"

Dad nodded, continuing for her, "Th-They were j-just stories --- Folk Tales. An ol' fart told them to us. Pulled me aside and told me I was a special one of the bunch. We grew up thinking the hag was crazy for such a sentence. Never in our years did we think she'd be right."

"You are the Moon to his Stars, Baby Boy," She hugged me tight, rocking me the way only a mother could. I whimpered at the pain in my right eye that formed from her words, Mr. Lincoln caught me and connected his fangs deep into the mark as I closed my eye, Mr. Hayes helped to hold me up as Ma kissed my forehead and then my cheeks, "May those Stars mark where you've been."

Everything in my right eye grew fuzzy and painful, it made my head spin and my body faint. After a few minutes, the pain went away, Mathis pushed passed Ma and Dad, worried from me almost falling moments ago, "L-Lunar Moon, ar-are you alright?"

"M-My eye started hurting really bad," I replied, rubbing it as I was finally capable of standing on my own, vision back and my mind confused. She and I seemed to be the only ones concerned about what happened, only making me more perplexed.

Mr. Lincoln tilted his head to me, smirking with his fangs dazzling in the lamp we were under, his voice seemed admirable, "Let us see, it's going to be stunning."