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     He was trapped. There was nowhere for him to go. Worse than that, he couldn't move. His limbs were frozen to his side, immovable and no matter how desperately his mind was screaming at his body to respond, he couldn't do anything other than emit a small whimper.     Her breath was practically merging with his, her lips blood red as they smirked invitingly at him.     "Come on baby," she purred in a marble-smooth voice "You can't tell me you haven't wanted this. I could see it on your face all through dinner. Besides..." she leaned close enough to brush his ears with her mouth "...you're a guy. And what guy wouldn't want this?"    

     "Mama, you can't leave! Don't leave me!"     The attractive dark-haired woman merely smiled at him sadly and ruffled his hair.     "Now, Kyoya, you're a big boy now. Big boys don't cry."     He tried to keep a stiff upper lip as his mother instructed but even this command seemed enormous to the six-year-old. He stood up as straight as he could and bit the inside of his cheeks but to no avail, hot tears kept streaming down his face.     "Mamas don't leave!" he finally cried.     "I need to, Kyoya. You don't understand but you will when you're older. Big boys grow up and when they do, they don't need their mommies anymore."