Savagely Inhibited

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Warren.

Staring forward idly, my concentration was nonexistent. I could still feel...Ender inside of me despite having had sex with him for so long yesterday.

I wasn't able to see him today at work since he had some familial issues, so he didn't come. I hope he's not lying and not just trying to run from me because we had sex. Because I know...I'll need him more than ever now.

"Warren!"

I flinch, looking as I saw Livia looking at me with narrowed eyes.

"What?" I go back to my work as I now wanted to work on that merger more than ever. I wanted to...see him happy and I wanted to surprise him with how much I've worked on this.

To see him happy...I can only imagine what he'd do...

"Are you wearing different cologne?" She questions me, and I glance at her. I saw her lean towards me and smell me. Only to pull back and she clears her throat. "It smells nice."

"I don't remember spraying anything out of the ordinary. I just think I smell really nice." I chuckle, trying to set aside the fact that it was Ender's smell still set on me.

I remember him holding me...and his dick filling me up. Such a pleasurable experience...never did I think I'd have a guy's dick doing such things to me. Yet here I was...wanting him more.

"Are you okay?"

I look, seeing her frowning at me.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"You seem out of it...like you're in some drunken daze... Did you drink or something with friends? You didn't come home last night so I assumed you had something work-related to handle. Except you come home and you looked...like you were in another world." She tells me.

I stay silent because that was ridiculous. She knows I don't have any real friends. Not friends that I truly consider friends, anyway. They're more like those kind of friends who are with you when they need help and are with you to build themselves up. It's not because they really want to be your friend, it's to help themselves.

Just users.

Ender though...he's not a user at all. When he paid for my tattoo and said he was spoiling me...I've never felt that before.

Yeah sure, when I was kid I spoiled here and there; but when I hit close to adulthood none of that. I had to marry Livia and then things changed. I was spoiling our kids and her even to get her to...be satisfied with our predicaments.

"I don't really drink." I mutter a reminder to her. She gasps, snickering as she nods in remembrance.

"I forgot, sorry. You should start again though. It's always nice to wind down and just relax." She grins, wrapping her arm around my neck. I feel her other hand caress my neck and I just tried to ignore it.

As I went back to working I felt her focus on a particular spot. And I glance at her and saw her looking intensely.

"What?"

"You have...a mark on your neck. It looks like a...I'm not sure-."

"Yesterday when I got my tattoo I went out and a mosquito bit me." I say, reaching to the side of my neck and pretended it was itchy. "Darn it. You reminded me of it and now it itches again."

I see her look at me with confusion because we did have kids. We've seen mosquito bites on them...and I highly doubt the bite looks like it.

"Are you sure? This looks off." She tries to touch it again, but I just cover it again.