A Man for Himself (Norton X Eli) [Identity V] *UNEDITED*

Chapter 32 - Forget

Eli did not know what had crossed his mind that made him decide to finally give himself to the prospector. He had to admit that it was an unforgettable experience, but he came to regret that when he woke up the next day.

It was almost noon when Eli came to. He found himself snuggled up to Norton in the robe that he had worn the previous night, the prospector's arm wrapped around him. Eli did not want to disturb him, so he gingerly tried to pry Norton's arm off and sit up. He was about to stand up when he felt it.

There was a sharp pain from his bum that traveled up to his lower back, making him wince. He fell right back to the bed and curled up, biting down on his arm to keep himself from whimpering.

He couldn't stand up. The reason behind it would make his ancestors disown him. He had never imagined in his whole life that he would be having sex with a man. But he could swear to Dana, that was the best one yet.

Panic began to rise in his chest when he realized the gravity of his situation. What if he had a match today? How's he going to go out there?

"Norton..."

Eli inched close to the prospector and returned to his position within Norton's embrace, where he felt strangely comfortable. He was sick for liking the prospector's touches. No one in their right mind would do what Eli did, but he had to. It had to happen.

"Norton..." he whispered, reaching up to lightly draw circles on Norton's cheek with his thumb. "Gealbhan..."

Eli watched as the prospector's lids flutter open. Norton blinked twice before rubbing the sleepiness away from his eyes.

"Should I feel honored that the great seer didn't leave me while I was asleep?" Norton asked in a sleepy voice, the corner of his mouth slightly curled. "Were you waiting for me to wake up?"

Eli averted his gaze from the prospector's countenance. "Actually, I..." He felt the blood rush to his face, the tips of his ears warming up. "I can't stand up. It hurts when I try to." His voice was meek.

"Oh." Norton's brows rose, seeming surprised. He was silent for a moment as if trying to process what Eli had told him. "I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself last night. Should we get Emily to check-"

"No, please, I just need to rest." Eli gripped Norton's shirt and buried his face in the man's chest. "It will go away soon."

The last thing that Eli wanted was to let everyone know that he let this happen to himself because he was desperate and sexually frustrated. He could only imagine the shame.

Eli felt the prospector's lips lightly touch his temple.

"Sorry," Norton whispered.

"Don't be." Eli lifted his head to look at Norton and let himself a small smile, appreciating the prospector's gesture. "I'm just worried about the game."

It's strange. Eli did not expect such a rough and cruel person to have a soft side.

Norton pulled Eli's face close and kissed him lightly. "If we had matches today, I'm sure they would've already barged into this room and called us."

"I guess you're right," Eli sighed.

Norton moved and rested his chin on the seer's abdomen, looking at Eli through his lashes.

"Would you like me to draw a hot bath for you?" he asked, nuzzling into the area where Eli's navel was underneath the fabric.

"Sure. Perhaps the heat will lessen the soreness," Eli replied, keeping a watchful eye on the prospector.