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Rosen let himself be pulled back down but wasn't forceful this time, letting Long do most of the exploring.

Like he had mentioned, he seemed to know what he was doing. Yet, everything was very innocent at the same time.

Rosen let it go on for awhile longer before pulling away again, "I think... it's getting a little hot in here," he noted, "You're still sick you know..." he noted.

"... I'm fine," Long reassured Rosen, already looking hot. It didn't look like he wanted to stop as he gently reached up for Rosen again. Even though he was an assassin, everything he did was gentle. Except for giving massages.

Rosen started to look terribly confused, "We're... friends, right?" he murmured, "Do friends... do this?"

Long paused before shaking his head. But that didn't seem to stop him.

Rosen slowly frowned, "So... you don't want to be friends?" he clarified.

Long didn't look like he wanted to discuss this now. "We can still be friends if it's just one time, right?" he asked, not sure if he knew the answer.

Rosen was silent for a long moment as he slowly sat all the way up, "No..." he whispered, "We can't."

Long looked torn as he struggled to get a grip on what he desired more. It was quite the fight; far more strenuous than it should have been.

Rosen took one look at Long's face and then started cussing, "Look, it's not your fault!" he spat, "Everyone falls for me, I was designed to have everyone be in love with me. It just happens. I thought I could put it off with you by just being your friend but it doesn't seemed to have worked..." he looked rather lonely, "I'm sorry, but if I let you have what you think you want... it would be the same as abusing you," he stated before quickly getting off the bed.

"Then what difference does it make?" a distraught Long asked with a small chuckle. "Except that maybe this time I'd remember..." He also looked rather lonely.

Rosen glared at Long, "I don't like abusing people," he said in a cold voice, "I may be a seducer but I do my best not to be abusive!" He swore a little at Long before storming towards the door but he whirled around before he could reach it, "And I thought you of all people wouldn't try to use me! You don't love me, you're lusting after me like everyone else!" and he turned back for the door.

Long didn't say anything, face falling at Rosen's words. "... I'm sorry," he said quietly as Rosen closed the door.

Rosen didn't shut it, he slammed it. Then stormed off down the hall.

After a long while, Long managed to settle back down. He put the IV back in before staring at the ceiling since sleep wouldn't come.