Use Me, Darling

Part 17

Tay wasn't able to think any more. He just knew that the feeling that Vegas was giving him just in that moment, was something he needed and didn't want to miss, at least not at this exact moment. "Of course, darling. I will stay. I will make sure, that no one knows I am here and stay with you, however long you need me. You are free to use me for your comfort. I will not break away." Why is his voice so soft, why does it feel so good, that he is close to me? Why don't I push him away, like I always did. "Hold me." He demanded. It was as if his body was speaking by itself without taking his thoughts into consideration. He could only imagine the big smile on Vegas faces. However, the warm embrace that he was pulled into right after, made him forgot about all that. "Such a strong boy. Such a good boy." Praised Vegas his patient, trying to slowly make him fall back to sleep. Vegas wasn't a person that was big on cuddles. He usually only used people for sex and pushed them away right after, but here was too much gain. Too much to lose if he did not something wrong. Everything must be perfect.

For a couple of hours, they just laid there, Taysleeping in Vegas arms, while he finished some of his business over his phone. "Vegas?"a mumble into the emptiness. "Yes, Darling." Immediately Vegas directed hiseyes to the fragile boy. "I don't think I can sleep any longer. Can we watch amovie?" Vegas smiled softly as tired eyes looked up to him. "Sure darling." Gentlyhe pushed of Tay and looked around in the room, for a remote. "Next themakeup." "Thank you darling. What a good boy, that you know where everythingis." He let himself fall back into the bed. Only to be directly surrounded byTay again. As soon, as Vegas had laid back down, Tay had his arms raped aroundhis torso again, pulling himself closer to his biggest source of his comfort. "Ididn't thought, you were that needy, darling. Do you need anything else?"Usually Vegas hated it, when his lovers where clingy with him, but this wassomething else. "Water." "Of course. Right away." Vegas had bought a couple ofbottles of water from the store on his way to Tay's place and had dropped themnext to his bed, so he didn't even need to break out of Tay's hug again, togive the sick boy, whatever he had requested. "Slowly." Before he gave thebottle to him, he opened it, so he wouldn't waste his anyway weakened energy.Carefully he took a couple of sips, as the show started to play. A type of showthat Vegas himself had never watched himself. A show that reminded him of thetragedy of Romeo and Juliet just on Thai and with two boys in the main lead.Tay seemed to enjoy this kind of show. He watched with eager eyes whileclinging onto Vegas. Pushing himself closer to him, every time, a scene gotespecially emotional. As the show started Vegas didn't really want to pay anydeep attention to it. However, as it continued, he more and more felt with thecharacters and slowly started to enjoy watching it, while Tay was already fullyimmersed into the story line. Crying as the leads meet on the roof and foughtwith each other, until they finally shared their first kiss, both with tears intheir eyes. No matter how interesting the show was, it was even more fun, towatch Tay and his little reactions to the scenes. The things that Vegas usuallywould push aside and just labeled as cringy, while now those were the ones, hemost enjoyed, as he saw the little smiles and giggles that Tay gave away inthem. They just had started the seventh episode as a knock on the doordisturbed their little world. "Sir, do you want to have anything to eat?" Hastythe two boys drove apart. "Do you want anything?" Tay whispered as his handsfixed the messy hair, that had since Vegas had been here. At least that was howlong Vegas had known he had it. "It's a fish dish, your father wanted it." Tayshook himself. Just the thought of fish made him want to throw up. "We couldalso just order, whatever you want. My mother always used to say, that the thingsa sick person craves are not bad for them." Tay nodded. That definitely soundedlike a better idea then to eat fish. He wasn't even sure, if he was able tokeep anything inside, still he craved some good food. "No, Thank you." "Okaysir, don't forgot to take your medicine." "I won't, thank you." As the medicinewas mentioned, Vegas grabbed the bottles of pills next to Tay and read throughthe instructions as well. "What are you doing?" Tay watched him in confusion."I need to know when my darling needs to take his medicine, so I can make surehe takes them." He again placed a soft kiss on Tay's forehead before readingfurther. "Here is my phone. Just order whatever you want, good boy. It is allup to you." Tay could hear the little praises that Vegas always used all daylong. Every single time, he called him good boy, shivers ran down his spine,but not in a bad way, not at all. They were calming and soothing, making himfeel proud and comfortable. Tay definitely had chosen way more food, then twoof them would be able to eat, he just couldn't decide, what sounded the best.Even though, he was still unsure, if he even would eat anything. As the maidhad knocked on his door and brought in all the food he had ordered, she wascarrying multiple plastic backs, that she carefully placed on his bed. She gavehim an annoyed look and just left while shocking her head. Vegas had in thatTime slipped into the bathroom, so the maid wouldn't catch him. Tay wasn't surehow Vegas even had managed to get into the house in the first place, if what hesaid was true and no one had saw him, or where he had parked his bike. Togetherthey ate, a wild mix between sweets snacks and meals. Tay really did travelonce around the world with the food he had ordered, from burgers over to sushi,everything that was good and delicious was her to find. They eat till they hadthe feeling, that not even the smallest bit of air was left in their bodies,while further watching the show. The whole time Vegas stayed close to the sickboy. He always needed to somehow touch Tay at any point. If it was just an armaround his shoulder or to hold his hand. But Tay really didn't mind. The closenessthey shared made him feel safe, as if nothing could happen. And surprisingly hedidn't felt sick, after eating all the food they had ordered. He feltcomfortable, like he had only felt in the rarest of moments. Still the thought,that Vegas probably had something up his sleeves and probably somehow profitedout of his act of kindness, didn't leave his mind. Why didn't he already leftagain? Why did he even come in the first place? How could he profit from caringfor him so much? Tay just couldn't figure out Vegas motives and he wasn't sureif he even wanted to know. He was sick anyways, and Vegas being her made himfeel better. He would think about it again, when Vegas was gone, and he fullyhad recovered. Even though he felt better now, he was still running a fever andbarely was able to make it to the bathroom, without collapsing again. Cuddlingwith each other, enjoying the feeling that they gave each other they feelasleep. Sucking in the scent of the other.

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I am sorry, i am a little late, with this update. But shit has been happening, hope you still enjoy it.