The Mind Electric (A Chester X Parker fic)

Chapter 18: Are You Satisfied?

Chester is...rather terrifying to be around now, at least that's what Parker thinks.

For a few minutes he was kind and gentle...his voice calm and collective....and then....

It turned into something totally out of his character. Did Parker expect Chester to help him out? Yeah, he couldn't lie about that part...but he totally didn't expect Chester to go fucking rogue on him like that! Even waking up the next day, all Parker could be was amazed at how much willpower Chester had in him last night.

Was it awesome that Chester finally grew a pair and took control? Yes.

Was Parker now terrified at the thought of walking out of the bedroom due to the fact that Chester promised more things like that in the near future? Absolutely, yes.

Look, he loves Chester more than his own mother, but my god, does he feels like absolute death right now. Most of his strength is gone, probably due to the fact that he had to use the rest of it to take a quick shower last night.

If Chester were to pull a fast one on him, he would most likely collapse gracefully onto the floor.

But...he can't just be a wimp. He's a grown ass man, he shouldn't be afraid of his power bottom of a boyfriend.

It was decided then...he needed to get up and stop being such a pussy.
Yeah! He can do this!!
HE'S GOT THIS!!!

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Parker tip toes out into the kitchen, praying under his breath with every step because god knows he needs all the luck he can get right now before his ass turns into
freshly
cut
G R A S S.

Surprisingly, nothing really stung as he walked, probably because everything else hurting was canceling out the pain in his rear end.

He quietly opens the refrigerator, trying to find just about anything small to eat for breakfast....

There's...nothing? Like, there's absolutely nothing in the fridge.....
There's orange juice.....
but fuck orange juice.

He sighs, closing the door after remembering that Chester was complaining about expired food.

Did he actually go out to buy groceries?
Also he had the money to buy groceries???

Huh, well that's nice of him....

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WAIT.

Parker slams his hands on top of the counter table as if he was objecting to something.

"That motherfucker..." Parker laughs silently to himself.

He was doing it again. That weirdo was being overly nice! Okay, okay, they were dating, therefore it was pretty natural to be super nice towards each other....

BUT CHESTER WAS BEING NICE TO HIM RIGHT BEFORE HE DECIDED TO GO AND REARRANGE HIS INTESTINES! THAT LITTLE SHIT HEAD IS TOTALLY PLANNING SOMETHING!

Right before he could finish ranting in his head, he watches as the front door swings open, incoming Chester with a dozen of bags wrapped around his arms.

"Dude! It's so friggin cold outside today! Damn, I should've bought a new winter coat or something..." Chester mumbles, turning around to kick the door closed.

Parker's body freezes up completely, he couldn't even lift his hands up from the counter.

"As you could probably tell, I got the groceries since you decided to take your sweet time getting them this week..." Chester snarls, setting the bags on the kitchen counter next to Parker's hands.

"Would you care to help me with putting the stuff away? I get that you probably just woke up but..." Chester is cut off by Parker suddenly moving both of his hands up from the counter, and slamming them down onto Chester's shoulders.

"WHAT." Parker deadpans at him, his mouth agape.

"....What? I'm not asking for much." Chester slightly frowns.

"N-No! I'll help, but....WHAT." Parker repeats again, trying to look into Chester's eyes for an answer.

Chester just looked confused, and a bit concerned at the same time.

"Mind giving me a hint about whats going on with you?" Chester questions, raising an eyebrow.

Parker rolls his eyes, pointing at his ass, then glaring back at him.

"....Uhm? Did I hurt you yesterday?" Chester asks rather softly, resting an arm on the counter.

"NO!.....Well, yeah....BUT THAT ISN'T IMPORTANT RIGHT NOW!" Parker huffs, beginning to shake Chester around.

"Then what?" Chester mumbles, letting the love of his life attempt to shake him to death.

"YOUUU!!!" Parker aggressively points at Chester's face.

"YOU! HOW DID...WHEN DID...YOU...HOW...JUST....WHAT?!" Parker cries out, throwing his arms over his head.

"Dude...it's not like that was my first time doing that..." Chester mumbles.

"BUT YOU WERE....LIKE....YOU WERE TOTALLY DIFFERENT LIKE.."

"Not a totally submissive twinky? Yea, I'm aware." Chester sighs, turning around to grab a bag of groceries.

"H-How did you do that?!" Parker exclaims, as if he pulled off some unique magic trick yesterday.

"I don't know...? I just...let my mouth wander about I guess...and you ending up liking it so..." Chester shrugs, opening the fridge to put two jugs of milk in the side door.

Parker stays silent for a moment, thinking to himself.

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"What are you, some kind of fuckin' wizard?"
Parker mumbles, narrowing his eyes at Chester.

"Oh my god, Parker....just help me put this shit away." Chester groans.