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Sin dropped Izzi off at the train station, kissing her deeply before letting her go. They didn’t say goodbye. In fact they didn’t say anything. Izzi was a wanderer too and understood the way of things. Just a kiss and a smile and she was gone.

Sin leant on his bike and opened his phone. There were things he was going to need before he met up with Ragnar and Athelstan. Things he needed equipment to make.

The Breaking Bad fan site looking like well, just another fan site and many people who use it were probably just normal fans. But it was also a front for a rather elaborate network of co-ops.

Chemical co-ops.

Why? Because someone thought it would be funny.

Sinric logged in and searched for the nearest house. It would be a hard day and night’s ride to get in for an available session but it would be worth it. Popping and all night pill, he turned his bike towards the lab.

This one wasn’t a lab Sin had used before but the layout was much the same others he’d used – set up in a quiet corner, this one a room above a vet clinic. The rules were pretty simple and universal across most of the labs – pay for what you use, keep things clean and tidy and never draw attention to the lab.

He dropped a large roll of notes at the front desk before heading upstairs and getting to work. He only had a day’s session to work so he got to it, making the most of the time he had.

On closing time, one of the vets came up. “I’m closing up now.” The vet was a young man, broad shouldered and well muscled.

Sin pushed his hair back from his face and smiled. “I’m sorry, I won’t be long. I’ll just clean up.”

The young vet smiled back. “Don’t hurry. I still have some cleaning to do myself.” He licked his lips shyly. “I know I’m not meant to ask what goes on back here but... I kinda don’t know how else to start a conversation with you.”

Sin chuckled and puts the finished his pills into a mint tin. “How about you finish your cleaning and I’ll finish packing up. And if after that, I happen to ask you the best place to get a meal around here, maybe you could join me?”

The young vet blushed warmly. “I’d um... I’d like that very much.”

Needless to say, it was a couple of days before Sin left town.
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Jack lit two blunts and passed one across to Sin. The couch was dark red leather and deep enough to hold Sin, Tammy, Jack and Izzi who was sitting on the arm of the couch, plating braids into Sin’s hair. The weather was warm enough that none of them were in any hurry to find clothes.

“You sure about this, Sin?” Jack asked, shifting the sleeping Tammy’s legs to make room for himself to stretch out. “The regression with this new boy of yours.”

“For a start,” Sin intoned softly, purring as Izzi stoked his hair back into complex patterns, “Athelstan is not my boy. He’s a friend.”

“A very special friend.” Izzi teased, kneeling up to steal a kiss and taste herself on his lips. “If you’re willing to put yourself through something like that.”

Sin kissed back, chasing her tongue with his own. He preferred men but was well versed in how to pleasure a woman. Very, very well indeed. He hummed into the kiss before drawing back to kiss Jack before taking a drag on the smoke. “I’ll be alright. I’ve done something similar a few times.”

Jack shook his head and settled back into the couch, letting Tammy snuggle against him. “This isn’t just a simple regression, Sin. From what you’ve told me, this boy has trauma, deep trauma. If you stir up those shadows-”

“I know.” Sin muttered, “But he’s worth it. Just say I can use high cave.”

Tammy, half awaking and half dozing, swatted Sin’s outstretched thigh. “Listen to Jack, dumb-ass. He knows what he’s saying.”

“See!” Jack growled, moving a glass of scotch closer to Tammy’s blindly groping hand. “I’m not saying don’t do it. I’m saying be bloody careful. You have you’re on shadows and when the day comes that you’re ready to know them better, I’ll take you there myself. But if you guiding this boy draws your past up, you may not walk away without scars.”

Sin sat up to cup Jack’s cheek, kissing the older man deeply and lovely. “I’ll be careful. And if I get in over my head, I’ll call for help. I promise.”

Jack grumbled and laid back down. “You better.”

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