"Shower first!"
This is new, was everything okay?
"Why? You always go first."
"Then you sleep late because of me. Go first today... we'll sleep at the same time."
That wasn't very convincing but he had an answer for me and I'd take it as of now and think about anything else later.
I walked into the bathroom just as the phone in my pant pocket begun ringing.
-What is it?
-Mom was thinking of having our families meet.
-Not yet.
I didn't want my parents meeting his parents at this time, it just doesn't sit right with me plus every other question I have. He hasn't released his frustrations yet. I was expecting him to drink and let loose yet...
Wait, or is he talking about his wife?
-Why not?
-There's something else right?
-I tried getting someone to design something but the result is daunting. Let me use your contacts.
-What for?
-A ring for Paula and I.
Oh! Right, so he'd been talking about his own family issues. They'd had a traditional ceremony before he was allowed to take Paula away. It wasn't bad, I, Kristoff and Quint had availed ourselves as his family. According to those traditions, they were man and wife. He'd said he'd get their certificates once she gave birth...
-We got ourselves scheduled at the county office.
-Does mom know about it?
-No! But we have sister and one of her brothers. We think it'll be better to have a certificate in first.
Her brother, I'd made sure to know them all and although I hadn't been keen enough on their coming and going, I should have known one was in the country.
Once I was done talking to him, I looked for Wales and found he'd already sent me the guys schedule days ago. Don't blame me, I have classes, exams and such going on together with well, life.
A door opening made me turn from the balcony only to see Blane...a silk bathrobe loosely tied around him. This sinful darling of mine. I quickly walk in, close and lock the door before pushing a button to close the shutters. Seconds later, I had my lips on his.
I love kissing him, these luscious lips...these sensual lips. I hold onto his waist and feel fingers on mine. Before, he'd told me not to be shirtless when I went outside the bathroom but now it feels like a burden. I want to feel his skin on mine.
A gentle tug and the bathrobe was sliding off his shoulders. Sorry darling but even without permission I don't want to let go tonight.
One minute I was having my fingers on his nubs the next I was being pushed away with so much force I had to try and get myself a minute to stabilize.
Turning to look towards where he was I saw him scratching at his arms while saying something unintelligible. Damn it, I had forgotten in my moment of lust.
"Baby!"
I took the bathrobe and ran over, he won't like to see those scratches, I don't like seeing this happen to him as well.
I took his hands in mine as I covered him up and brought him to my chest.
"Baby, babe, listen to my voice, hey darling!"
He was full on sobbing now which I was hating to see. I should have recalled these things, I should have tried to get him to talk before this. I should have known even while telling me he was ready that he wasn't.
I have been waiting all this while, why hadn't I chosen to wait longer till everything was clear?
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The elevator door closed Barnard sighed, Taffy was heavy...not that much that he couldn't carry him but enough to make him think at least once about it.
As he leaned on the side, he felt fingers on his shirt. He closed his eyes trying to think about anything other than whatever those fingers were doing.
"They are taking their time."
"What?"
"The buttons, they are taking their time to get off...I want it off."
"Taffy!"
"I know you don't like me... But, is sleeping with me that bad?"
"What about the promise of finding someone you like?"
"I thought you knew. I like someone already."
Really, since when? Why did it feel like I'd just gotten a punch to the gut? He likes someone. Should I ask who it is? Do I even have the right to know about it? But he was drunk, he could just tell me and forget about it by tomorrow.
"Do I know them?"
"Fool!"
Okay, maybe he wasn't gonna get the answer but why did he want to know that badly, it wasn't like he wanted to be the one Taffy liked. He knew he was beyond redemption as the only thing he ever thinks about when Taffy is at his place is the many places he could bend him over. With the way Taffy kept wearing his clothes, it was strange he hadn't already gone through with it.
The elevator opened once more and he carried Taffy to the door, got his keycard out and they gained access to the one place they have been playing cat and mouse in. Playing house had been fun, he'd liked it and had wanted it to go on, but it seemed...
"You need to get cleaned up."
"Will you sleep with me then?"
Still this topic that was beginning to get on his nerves each time it was asked. Of course he was horny, of course he wanted to sleep with him.
"I could, if you are clean enough."
"You went to the doctor?"
Even drunk he remembers to ask? He'd told him that he'd visit a doctor to check on diseases that could have been brought by his life before they met. He'd told him that so Taffy would stop asking to be mated each other day. They hadn't talked about it again but here he was, recalling stuff in his stupor.
"I am clean."
"Okay!"
And the guy went to the bathroom alone to shower. He wondered whether he was supposed to check on him to make sure he didn't drown or fall to his death but chose not to. Temptations were high when it became warm and foggy.
He walked to his closet and got out a pair of new pajamas he'd bought. For some reason he'd bought a couple pair, one for him and one for Taffy, but Taffy liked someone else now. Should he give both of them to him? As a gift or something along those lines.
Hands wrapped around his waist and he felt the warm breathe on the back of his neck.
"I am clean now, are we doing this or not, why are you trembling?"
To hell with it, he'd come onto him on his own while knowing well that he liked someone. It wasn't his fault.