Caught Red Handed

Chapter Fifty-Eight, Nature's Unnatural

Tom's Perspective

After a lovely evening and the lifelong wish to hold baby turtles being fulfilled, Tord walked me back to the car and rubbed his stomach. "That was delicious. Especially their cheesecake, yum." He hummed contently and opened the door for me. "I agree, the food was good. Holding the baby turtle was better though, don't you think?" I asked and he shrugged. "They were pretty cute, I understand why you'd like them." He stated, rather neutral about the topic. He got in and laid back in his seat, rubbing his belly slowly. I laid back as well and stared at the demon with lidded eyes. It was a very nice evening, but he wasn't ending it very romantically. It disappointed me, but I can't really complain. I had fun and ate delicious food, so that's good enough for me. "Wait until we get back to the hotel, then you'll get a real treat." He said with clear suggestion. I rolled my eyes and stared out of the window, not very eager to look at him. I may love him, but his constant fixation on sex bothered me. Can't we just have one romantic evening without him bringing it up? I sulked for the remainder of the car ride, my once upbeat mood dampened by disappointment.

Once we arrived at the hotel, he took my hand and lead me back to the room with a bounce in his step. I really felt like slapping him. How could he be so jolly about something I specifically and openly resented? He brought me into the room and opened the bathroom door to my surprise. "I got on of the maids to draw a hot bath in advance. It's got those fake candles candles I know you like." Tord told me and I peered into the bathroom. The tub looked very inviting, prepped specially for me to bathe in. "Is this the uh.. treat?" I asked and he nodded, opening it more so I could walk in. I walked into the tiled room and turned to look at the Norski. "Thanks Tord, I didn't expect this. I sort of thought.. Well, it's not important." I muttered and he smiled sweetly. "There's a folded up robe for you in the cabinet, just shout if you need anything." He told me before closing the door. Gee, I feel sort of silly. I didn't think he'd do this for me. I guess I was being too hasty to judge. I took off the fancy suit and neatly folded the soft cloth, laying the broach and cuffs on top. I left my shoes and socks neatly kept under the sink before taking off my boxers. Well now, I don't look as bad as I might think a while ago. With Tord around, my self image has gotten much better. I can look at my body without cringing, and I felt comfortable in my own skin. I'm not one to love myself naturally, because I tend to blame myself for everything and be super critical about all of my blemishes. It was nice to feel happy with my own body.

After a hot bath, I opened up the cabinet and pulled out a warm, fluffy robe. I pulled it over my fairly muscular body and tied it back, looking into the mirror. It concealed everything well enough for my taste, I suppose I can leave the bathroom in this. I walked out and laid beside Tord who was settled in bed under the silky sheets. "Comfortable babe?" He asked and I yawned, resting my head on the freshly fluffed pillows. "Yeah, this robe is lovely." I told him and turned my head to look at him better, resting a hand on the soft pillows. He turned to me as well and smiled softly, staring into my eyes. "I love you baby." He hummed and purred quietly. He reached up and intertwined our fingers, keeping loving eye contact all the while. "I love you too Commie." I responded and sleepily blinked. He closed his eyes and sighed contently, relaxing all of his muscles. "Could you be a dear and turn off the lights? I'm already so comfortable." He requested and I slowly got up, letting go of his limp hand. "Oh, alright, but you're going to bed awfully early. It's only 9:30." I commented and turned all but one light off, a lamp off near the window. It would work as a temporary night light for him, I'm sure.

I got back in bed and looked at the tired Norwegian, running a hand through his oily hair. He was never one to care enough about his hair to keep it from getting like this, and neither was I really. It didn't bother me though, I'd never judge him for that. I didn't feel very tired after all of this, especially after that nap earlier. I sat up and turned on the television set, keeping the volume low and watching that old house flipper show that kept me entertained. I remember watching this so long ago. Oh, how time flies when you become ruler of the world. I sat up so that I wouldn't get a sore neck, and Tord seemed to notice my movement. He snuggled up to my stomach and lightly nuzzled it with his small horns rubbing my belly. I tried not to laugh at the ticklish feeling, instead resting my hand on his head. "Sleep well my darling, I'll see you in the morning." I whispered to him and looked back at the telly. Overall, this was an amazing date, and I'd be happy to do it again a thousand times over.