Now that your mother has passed, it is Curtis' job to protect you and keep you safe. You didn't know that having your body was part of the bargain. And you don't care. Are you going to be able to teach Curtis as much as he teaches you?
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, violence, oral sex (M receiving), sixty-nine, a bit of voyeurism (get used to that, it's a small area), 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 2.3K
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You look back at Curtis, as he stares at your body, up and down. Enough to make heat rise up your cheeks, and you bashfully turn back to play with the kids. Unbeknownst to you, he has to tug at his jeans. He wasn't aware of how seeing you sweetly playing with Timmy and the other kids was going to make him feel.
Edgar follows Curtis' eyesight to you, and giggles, but Gillian smacks him up side the head for Curtis. "He should be feeling that way," Gillian says with authority, causing Curtis to look at him quickly. "What? She's sharing your bed. Talk of the train, you're not exactly quiet when you have your midnight fun."
"They're not having sex," Edgar laughs again, this time causing Tanya to pull him by his ear.
"Why not?" Curtis only shrugs at Gillian, continuing to look down at a hand drawn map of the tail. "Do you not want to?"
"Oh he wants to. I hear it all night, I'm gonna empty this side of the train, so I can hear every single..."
"Edgar, shut up!" Curtis basically yells at him. "It's bad enough to know you're underneath me, but everyone else is around."
"They always were," Tanya gives him an incredulous look. "Eighteen years we've been on this train. You've heard it too."
"It's not that simple. She deserves something special. Not an audience for her first time. And...never mind. It doesn't matter."
Gillian gives him a smile, running his arm up and down, mocking a director for music, "You want a ceremony?"
"There's been several men that make comments to her. I want it to be known we belong to each other. Is that a crime?"
"Oh, how romantic," Tanya's eyes shine brightly at Curtis. She never knew it was going to take your mother dying for the both of you to open up about how you valued each other. She knew how you had crushed on Curtis, but also how he kept you at a distance, siting how you were too pure for him.
It's true, you would make a suitable wife for Curtis. He had a bit more hope within him now. Even talks about wondering what it was really like off of the train. He no longer wanted to be here, because he wanted a future, and one with you.
You toss the ball between the kids, giggling and laughing at them. Wishing that it would be closer to time for the protein block, if only to take Curtis to bed.
The door had opened so quietly, and normally there was a big show for anyone from the front to make an appearance, that you didn't even realize they were there. Definitely didn't see Mason asking a few people where you were. With a point out to you, she nods, letting the guards come with her. You shoo the kids away, and start to run yourself, looking for Curtis only to see his back towards you when a guard grabs your arm. He holds you close, wrapping a hand around your mouth so you can't scream out.
