Skin

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!! I wanted to get this chapter up for christmas as a little present for all of you from me. It's a lot shorter than my other chapters but all the tension from the other sessions finally come to a head in this short but steamy addition. I hope you like it!




Doctor’s Notes: I feel that it’s a good possibility that Jamie may be abused from time to time. When discussing the rest of his murders he became cold and despondent. He ended our session, which is uncharacteristic of him. This leads me to believe he is experiencing an internal struggle.


Jamie sat on his bed, leaning back on his hands as his sheet pooled about his hips. He flinched when Ayden let himself in, the guards locking the door behind him. He blinked at him a couple times as Jamie looked away.

“Is that blood?”

He must have been knocked pretty good; he hadn’t realized he was bleeding.

“How did you hit your head?”

Jamie didn’t answer, he didn’t move. Ayden sat on his bed, causing the sheet to drop ever lower as Jamie caught it and pulled it close.

“It was the guards. They took your clothes too?”

“They were a little surprised when they walked in to give me my dinner and my straight jacket was gone.”

Ayden went dark as he strode towards the door.

“I’ll take care of this.”

Jamie took hold of his arm as he held the sheet to his waist.

“It’s alright, it was a mistake. And I know what I want to talk about today. If you cause problems they won’t let you come back.”

Ayden let out a long sigh as he relaxed; Jamie’s hand slid away leaving warmth where it once was.

“What did you decide to talk about?”

Jamie sat back down on his bed as Ayden took up his chair. Jamie smiled.

“I want to talk about you.”

Ayden swallowed, he could feel heat rising to his face again as he pulled out his notes.

“And I want you to stop doing that; I can’t stand it when you make notes about me.”

He nodded and closed his brief case as he found his reserve again.

“What do you want to talk about?”

Jamie smiled. He was going along with it; at least he could keep his word.

“How long have you been a doctor?”

Ayden was comfortable now as Jamie leaned back on his elbows, leaving the sheet about his waist.

“I’ve been certified for two years but I’ve been seeing patients for one year.”

“And so you choose a psycho killer to analyze?”

Ayden laughed.

“A friend of mine asked me to see you, as a favor. He didn’t know what else to do with you. I was glad to take the job.”

“What do you hope to accomplish?”

Ayden went serious as he stared at Jamie openly.

“I want to find out the cause for your discomfort and behavior. If I can cure you there’s a possibility you can leave this place.”

Jamie smiled.

“That’s a nice thought, but it won’t happen. These walls are the only future I can hope for since I’m not crazy. There’s nothing for you to fix.”

“But if I continue to turn in case reports and analyze you I can keep coming back. If I determine you’re unfixable they’ll discontinue our sessions.”

Surprise caused Jamie to sit up, his spine straight as he stared at Ayden.

“You believe me?”

Ayden stared at him a moment before pulling his gaze away.

“Yeah, well…I can’t find anything wrong. If there’s the absence of proof to say that something is wrong then that must mean that you’re—“

Jamie crawled forward on his bed, the sheet dangled about his waist as he reached out to Ayden. His body was stretched long as his lips fell against the doctors, stopping his sentence in his throat, Jamie’s fingers trailing lightly along his jaw.

“That was inappropriate.”

Jamie grinned as he leaned back on his bed.

“Yeah but your face is red and I can see your pulse beating faster than normal in the hollow between your collar bones.”

Ayden surveyed the creature before him. The man was stretched along his bed, the sheets tangled low about his hips as he leaned back on his elbows. His dark blonde hair dangled about his face, teasing the edge of his jaw as he stared at him with cold grey eyes. They were challenging him, calling him forward to make his move as a small grin pulled at his perfect lips. He was right, the kiss had electrified him, it excited and terrified him until his heart refused to slow.

“Fuck this.”

Ayden moved over Jamie as his fingers tangled in the boys hair, his lips meeting his as his tongue teased its entry. His knee was planted into the mattress between his legs as he positioned himself over the boy until he was forced to tilt his head back to meet his fervent lips. Jamie placed his weight on one elbow as his now free hand began to work on the buttons of his expensive suit. He panted against his lips until he groaned, throwing himself away from Jamie and placing nearly six feet between them. Jamie had expected that as he laughed lightly in his throat. Ayden had plastered himself against the far wall and was trying to calm his breathing.

“I like talking about you Ayden.”

He let out a long drawn breath and calmed his nerves as he righted himself and fixed his shirt.

“I think that’s more than enough today Jamie.”




I hope you liked it, please rate and review. When i have some more feedback I'll revise and post the next chapter. Until next time!