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Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I definitely don't own Bittersweet Candy Bowl, all rights are reserved by Taeshi! This fic is written for free, and I make no profit by writing or publishing it.

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*Smash*
Paulo’s fur stood on end as he heard Lucy call out from the other room. He rushed around the
corner to find an elegant white-furred arm stained with red. "Lucy, what the hell did you do?"
She clutched her arm in pain as tears streamed down her face. "I- it was a accid- dent, I
swear."
"Damn it Lucy, you don't cut your wrists with scissors by accident, this was you trying to
get attention!"
Paulo scrambled with a first aid kit to clean Lucy's wrist, she cringed as she felt the
bandages wrap tight around her wrist. "I'm sorry Paulo, I'm so sorry..." Lucy whispered between
sobs as she sunk into the Somali's chest.
Paulo's ears drooped as he felt her tears in his fur. He wrapped his arms around her
shivering form and held Lucy close. "It's okay Lucy; I'm here for you now. You're not gonna be
hurt anymore."
Lucy continued to cry as she felt him hold her tight, the pain of Mike's denial, Paulo's
words seeming to rub it in, her burning wrist as a result of it all. She felt Paulo gently stroke the
top of her head, his tail coming to rest on hers. His ears tucked back as he looked down at her
soft tearful face, the Somali felt her pain as if it was his own. She could not bring herself to look
at his concerned face, whispering her words between her sobs. "He told me no. After all these
years, Mike told me he wanted to be with Sandy. I thought he loved me, I thought you said he
was crazy for me!?"
Paulo bit his lip as guilt seemed to fill him. He pulled her closer to him, gently running his
hand down her back. "I'm sorry Lucy...I thought he was, I really did or I never would have said it.
I'm so sorry."
Lucy's eyes went wide as she felt him pull her closer; she pushed away from Paulo
angrily. "I never should have listened to you, to anyone. I let you all convince me of this, and now
I'm hurting more than ever. I'm useless to Mike, I'm useless to everyone. I'm just a useless little
scrap of paper waiting to be thrown aside, aren't I?"
She stared down at the bloody bandage wrapped around her wrist, then to the scissors she had
dropped beside Paulo. His eyes followed hers and he quickly grabbed the scissors as she made
her move for them. "Damn it Lucy, you’re not useless! Mike may not love you, but others do, and
damn hard!"
Lucy lunged on top of him; the two fell to the ground as she tried to grab the scissors.
"Nobody else loves me, nobody else understands. Only Mike ever has!"
"God damn it Lucy, I'm not gonna let you cut yourself. Mike may not love you but I do! You're not
as hard to understand as you think you are Lucy, I understand you!"
The two struggled for the scissors for several minutes. Paulo laid no hand on Lucy as he
flipped and rolled to keep them away from her, while she weakly punched and kicked, tears
streaming down her face. "Paulo, you just don't understand, if Mike doesn't love me, nobody
can."
Paulo held the scissors at arm’s reach, snarling angry at Lucy. "Do you know how much I
love you!? I'm not going to let you go through this alone, and if you are so damn determined to
hurt yourself, then I'll do it too if that's what it takes to get through to you."
At this, Paulo raised the scissors to his own wrist, staring down Lucy with a determined
look. She froze completely, shaking as he pressed the blade against himself. "P-Paulo please
don’t…”
She reached out to him, hand shaking and tears streaming down her face. “I won’t…I
promise I won’t, just don’t hurt yourself because of me.”
Paulo’s eyes softened at her trembling outstretched hand, the scissors to his wrist
easing off. Seconds later, they were set down on the table as Lucy collapsed in a sobbing ball of
white fur. She felt the Somali pick her up, quietly shushing her as his hand ran along the back of
her head. “I’m so alone Paulo, Mike hates me, and you almost hurt yourself because of me.
Nobody wants me…”
Paulo set Lucy down on his bed, rubbing her shoulder in a reassuring way. “You’re not
alone Lucy, you never have been. I am always here for you, I always have been.”
A kiss, barely a peck between her ears and Lucy was staring at him with confused eyes. Her
tears sat heavy on her whiskers, quivering as the two sat in a long silence. Soft breathing as she
started to settle down, his hand rubbing her back steadily. After several minutes she broke the
trance with a weak whisper. “You meant it didn’t you? You meant everything you said...”
Paulo nodded with a faint smile, wrapping his arm around her. “Every bit of it Lucy.“
She looked away, a sudden guilt filling her heart as she realized just how much Paulo
truly cared for her. “I always kept you at arm’s length. Ever since middle school you were around
even if I didn’t want you there. You always stuck around though...”
He tucked his ears back, letting out a sigh as he remembered those days long past. “I
wanted you to have someone to be there, someone you could trust if Mike wasn’t around. I
wanted that person to be me. Even back in those first days we knew each other, I may have run
from you but it was because I never knew what to say. I wanted to be able to say the perfect
things.”
Lucy watched him carefully as he spoke, she could see in his eyes just how much he
had cared for her all these years.
“Mike’s an idiot if he says he doesn’t love you. What he’s had with you is something I
could only dream of, and he turns you away for some he never even sees? He’s an idiot who
should know what he’s missing but ignores it so he can live in some damn fantasy.”
She sat up, tears had ceased as she watched the Somali begin to get frustrated as he
spoke. He was shaking his head, staring at the wall as he opened his mouth to continue. No
words would come though as he felt her grip on his arm and her cheek nuzzle his shoulder. “I
never knew Paulo...I never knew how strong you cared. Now that I know, I-I don’t want to lose
you. Not like Mike, I can’t lose another.”
Eyes widened in surprise as Lucy sat up to give him a kiss. She latched on to the Somali,
white on orange as the two fell to the bed in each other’s arms. Paulo could feel her in his
embrace, her heart beating fast as she kissed him again. He knew this was wrong, that she was
hurt and not thinking. He pushed her away but she only forced herself closer. “Lucy we can’t.
You’re hurting right now, I know that but this will only make it worse in the morning.”
She shook her head at him, tears dislodged from the corners of her eyes to land in his
fur. “I don’t believe you Paulo. Everything you’ve said, it’s just to shut me up. I need proof,
absolute proof you love me.”
Paulo pulled Lucy close, running his hand down her back. He planted a kiss between her
ears before he whispered softly, “You couldn’t be more wrong. I’ll prove it to you Lucy. I’ll prove
just how much I love you.”
Paulo worked his way down her neck planting a tender kiss on every inch he passed
over. Nestling his head in between her soft breasts for a moment, he listened to her heart
beating wild in anticipation for what was to come. Lucy could already see Paulo’s member
poking out into the air, a few drops of precum hanging from the tip. She was depressed, she was
hurt and now she was feeling a little nervous for what was to come and Paulo was determined to
make her forget all this as he worked his way below her breasts.
While Paulo worked his way down between her legs, Lucy stared wide-eyed at his
member. She reached a trembling hand out to feel him, gripping his shaft. A shiver shot down
Paulo’s spine as he felt her thumb running over his tip, smearing his arousal along his whole
length soon enough. He was close enough now to smell her own arousal, quite clear to the
Somali from the small wet spot forming on the sheets beneath her dripping lips. He snaked his
hand between her legs, tracing circles around her entrance with his finger.
Lucy’s eyes went wide and her grip on Paulo’s length tightened as he brushed his fingers
over her hidden jewel. Feeling her grip on him tighten, Paulo stopped circling his fingers, plunging
them into Lucy’s confines. He wriggled his fingers inside of her, Lucy finally letting go of his
member to wrap both arms around his back. She was finally ready, they both were as Paulo
pulled out his fingers, giving them a sniff and a lick before taking hold of her legs.
Their eyes matched each other, Paulo’s shaft on the edge of her petals. “God damn....those
wanting blue eyes...”
Lucy let out a gasp as she felt him thrust into her, her tight pussy being filled for the first
time by Paulo’s length. There was no hesitation, no questioning now as Paulo already began to
pull himself out for another forceful thrust. “I-I want to show you Lucy...”
He thrust into her again, her tight confines clamping down on his shaft. It was more then
he ever had imagined, the slick heat pressing down on him, milking him for the sticky cream that
sat heavy in his sack. She wrapped her legs around him as he thrust again into her, each
second he filled her left her wishing for another. “I do love you Lucy, a damn ton.”
Paulo leaned forward to plant a kiss on her lips, his fingers intertwining with hers as his
length plunged into her slick little sleeve again and again. It was euphoric, just the feeling of
penetrating deep inside the girl he had loved for so long. She gasped and squirmed beneath him,
each time he filled her sending a wave of pleasure over her body. Lucy pulled her hand away
from him to grasp at his fur. As she did so, Paulo’s hand ran down her arm, his grip pulling off
the bandage wrapped around her wrist as she moved.
Paulo grunted as he kept on filling her tight sleeve, savouring the slickness as he felt
himself coming close. Looking down at Lucy, he couldn’t help but notice the now exposed wound
on her wrist, the blood staining her perfect white fur. “I’ll keep you safe Lucy, every last bit of
you...”
He leaned forward towards her gash, running his tongue along her bloodied fur. Lucy
shivered as she felt this, combined with the pleasure of his rough thrusts into her the feeling was
indescribable. “I’m, I’m almost there Paulo!”
Paulo worked to clean the blood from her fur, lapping at her arm with his rough tongue.
He never broke his pace as he did, his climax building up fast now as he forced himself in her.
Within minute, her fur had taken on it’s perfect white sheen, though the blood still fought to flow
from her wound. He wrapped his lips around her wrist, suckling away the small few drops of
blood looking to escape.
Feeling him suckle her wrist, Lucy was pushed over the edge. She clamped her hot slick
sleeve down on his shaft as she gripped his fur tight. “Oh god, I’m coming Paulooooooooooooo!”
He let out a pleasured groan as he felt himself engulfed tighter then ever inside if Lucy.
He gave one last strong suckle on his wrist before letting out a muffled groan. His sack tensed
up as his load sprayed deep inside her, shot after shot coating the deepest parts of her sweet
little tunnel. She could feel every drop in her as he unloaded everything he had to give, crying out
as she began to come down from her climax. Paulo was barely able to pull out, a last sticky shot
landing all along her wrist. He gave her wound one last lick before collapsing on her, holding her
in his arms. The two panted as they tried to catch their breath, worn out from the act they had
just performed.
“That’s how much I love you Lucy...believe me now?”
Lucy stared up at Paulo on top of her, pressing her legs together as she felt the sticky
mess he had left in the fur between her legs. “I do Paulo...I do.”
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