A/n: Smut warning at the end of the chapter. I've put off posting this chapter because I kind of suck at the smut writing. However, for some reason I felt the need to include it in this story.

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As they parked at the police station, Scott allowed himself to be pulled easily from the cruiser. He was shuffled into the building where he was patted down. All his personal items including his cell phone and the necklace Mitch had given him on their first anniversary were taken and placed in a small baggie. He was fingerprinted and photographed before being lead into a small interrogation room. Before he sat the guard removed the handcuffs, replacing them with a waist chain and cuffs that fastened toward the front. He sat quietly, his tears had dried somewhat and he had no energy to produce more.

A man entered, carrying a briefcase, looking rather official. Scott knew he was either an attorney or a representative from social services. He had been through this all before.

"Hello Scott," the man said gently, probably in an attempt to not startle the boy. "My name is Mr. Blake, I'm from DSS." He waited a moment for Scott to acknowledge him, but when the boy didn't respond he continued. "I'm here so we can discuss your options. After being notified of the incident, Mrs. Ellis feels that she can no longer adequately care for you."

Scott snorted but said nothing, keeping his eyes glued to the corner of the room. Scott knew she only really cared about the check she got from the state every month but it still hurt knowing she didn't want him.

"Scott, what's going to happen now is a lawyer will come in and speak with you. Then you'll be left in the custody of the sheriff, you're seventeen which means it's up to him where to place you as far as a juvenile or adult facility is concerned. You still have a good while before you turn eighteen so depending on the outcome of your case you may be placed in another foster home once you're released. DO you have any questions for me?"

Scott continued to stare at the corner.

"I need an answer Scott, do you understand?"

"Yes," he whispered, giving Mr. Blake his cue to escape the room and making way for Mr. Soles, his court appointed attorney.

Mr. Sole's introduced himself before explaining the proceedings to Scott.

"Okay Scott, seeing as how you have two prior drug convictions, there's not much I can do as far as the possession and trafficking charge. However, if you're willing to plead, I may be able to cut something with the DA concerning the assault."

"How much?" Scott deadpanned.
"Pardon me?" 
"How much time?" Scott repeated.
"No way to tell for sure but my best guess would be eighteen months on the drug charges, twenty four on the assault. So depending on the judge three and a half years."
"And if I plead on the assault?"
"I'd have to talk to the DA."
"Does it even matter that he threatened me and my boyfriend?"
"None of that can be proven. I've reviewed the tapes from the school. Unfortunately, it doesn't record audio but it clearly shows you shoving Mr. Kirk followed by you beating him up pretty nicely."

Great, Scott thought to himself, he's not even believing me.

"So do you want me to approach the DA about a plea deal and see what we can work out?"
"Yea, I guess," Scott sighed.
"Great. Well, unless you have questions for me, I'm going to let the guards know you're ready."
"No questions," Scott replied as Mr. Soles left the room, allowing the guards to enter.

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Mitch continued to hug the small cat for dear life as he sobbed. He laid in bed thinking of the night only months ago when he had given Scott his innocence. He thought back to the night when his parents were visiting friends in Houston for the weekend. He had been allowed to stay home alone.

He and Scott had been dating for about six months but had never moved into that territory. Scott had always held back and Mitch knew it was due to his past so he didn't push the issue. However, that night was different. They had ordered pizza and sat around watching movies until it was dark outside. Scott stood up and began to gather his things to leave. Mitch sat on the couch watching until he finally gathered the courage to ask Scott to stay the night. Scott looked at him with wide eyes before agreeing. He walked back over to the couch to cuddle his boyfriend. Cuddling turned into a heated makeout session and when Scott noticed the bulge beginning to tent Mitch's pants he picked the brunette up, carrying him upstairs to the bedroom.

"Scott," Mitch stopped him from going further, "we don't have to do this. I'm content to lay here and cuddle all night."
"Do you not want to?" Scott asked confused.
"No, I do... I just don't want you to feel pressured."
"There's no pressure. I want this... I want you."
"Okay..."

Mitch reached into his bedside drawer to grab the necessary supplies, immediately handing them to Scott, giving him full control. Scott proceeded to prep Mitch, living three of his fingers and inserting them inside Mitch's hole, ensuring he was properly loosened before each new addition. Finally, Scott opened and unrolled the condom along his length, Mitch watching as he did so.

"Mitchie, baby, are you sure?" Scott asked again as he positioned himself against Mitch's entrance. Mitch's eye shown with both fear and excitement as he nodded for Scott to continue. As Scott pressed his way into Mitch, he saw tears spring from the smaller boys eyes.

"Are you okay?! We can't stop."
"No... no... keep going, please."

Scott continued, pausing often for Mitch to adjust to the feeling of being full of Scott's erection. After, a brief moment, Scott began to thrust slowly causing Mitch to scream with pleasure. As Scott increased his pace he reached up to stroke Mitch's cock in time with his own gyrations.

"Fuck Scotty, that feels amazing." Moans escaped both boys mouths and other than the occasional curse word, they were relatively quiet, focused solely on each other's eyes, enjoying the pleasure of their partner.

Mitch reached his release first, spraying all over himself, Scott, and the bed. Scott wasn't far behind filling the condom before pulling out. He tied of the latex and tossed it into the garbage can beside the bed before collapsing close to Mitch who was still in absolute ecstasy. Scott pulled him closer for a kiss.

"That was... amazing..." Mitch stated after they broke apart.
"You know that was probably one of the only times in my life I've actually enjoyed sex."

The two laid panting for a few moments before Scott spoke again, "we really should get you cleaned up and we need to wash these sheets."

Mitch swung his legs over the side of the bed but found it extremely difficult to carry his own weight, his legs felt like jelly and his ass hurt like hell. He allowed Scott to pick him up bridal style and tore him to the bathroom. After placing Mitch in a warm bath, Scott returned to the bedroom to clean up what was left in their wake. He gathered their strewn clothing and replaced the sheets before throwing the dirty set in the laundry. When he reentered the bathroom he found Mitch nearly asleep in the water.

"Okay let's get you dried and dressed before you slip under and drown," Scott told Mitch, helping him to his feet. Once Mitch was fully clothed, Scott helped him into bed before going to shower himself. When he came back he saw his boyfriend adorably asleep, hair wide, mouth slightly agape, Scott couldn't help be smile as Mitch's beauty. He crawled into bed, kissing Mitch in the cheek and whispering "I love you," before turning over.

"I love you too Scottland," he heard as he neared the edges of unconsciousness."