Elijah stroked her hair gently as she buried herself against him. He could feel her heart racing beneath his fingers, and he knew it was only a matter of time before she broke down completely. But for now, at least, he would do everything in his power to comfort her and make sure she felt safe and loved.

"It's okay," he whispered into her hair. "I won't let anyone hurt you." And even as he said the words, he knew they were true. He might not always be the best person, but when it came down to it, Elijah Cain would do anything for those he cared about... even if that meant making sacrifices of his own.

They sat together in silence for a while longer, her tears slowly drying on his shirt as they found solace in each other's arms. Eventually, Amelia drew back enough to look up at him again, her eyes still red from crying but clear and focused now. "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely.

Elijah smiled down at her, a genuine expression of love and understanding lighting up his features. "Anytime," he said quietly before leaning forward to press another kiss against her forehead. Then, he stood up and offered her his hand, helping her to her feet as well. "Come on," he murmured softly. "Let's go back out there."

As they made their way back into the practice room, Amelia felt a weight lift from her shoulders that she hadn't even realized was there. She glanced over at Elijah as they rejoined the others, noticing the way he seemed different now; more confident and in control than before. Perhaps it had been the kiss, or maybe just the knowledge that someone cared about her. Either way, for the first time in a long while, she felt like everything was going to be okay.

The rest of practice passed relatively smoothly after that, with everyone focusing on their instruments and blocking out the drama surrounding them. Elijah and Amelia didn't exchange any more words besides the occasional nod or smile, but there was a new understanding between them now that hadn't been there before.

It wasn't long before they were packing up their gear and preparing to leave for the night. As they headed towards the exit, Elijah paused beside Amelia, his face serious once more. "Hey," he said quietly. "I meant what I said earlier... about not letting anyone hurt you."

Amelia raised an eyebrow, not quite sure how to respond. She glanced away for a moment before looking back at him. "Thanks, Elijah," she said softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of the fans in the studio. Then, with one last nod, she followed the others out into the night.

As they drove home in silence, Amelia couldn't help but wonder what had just happened between them. And whether or not it was a mistake to trust Elijah Cain...

Elijah let out a soft moan as Cerberus took him deeper, his hips jerking up in silent encouragement. He laced his fingers through Cerberus's hair, arching his back as the other man expertly suckled on him. It felt so good, it was like Cerberus knew just what to do.

"Mmh... you know," he murmured between gasps of air, "I don't think anyone really cares about that rule..." He paused for a moment, considering. "...

"...it's just something to keep us in line, I guess." His cock twitched in Cerberus's mouth, and he groaned loudly as the other man expertly worked him over. It felt so good, almost too good, but he didn't want it to end. Not now, not yet.

He reached down between them, groping at his own balls, squeezing them roughly before giving a sharp tug on his cock. "Suck me off,"