Inside Of Our Minds (Hannibal Lecter's Son)

Chapter 13) Mano berniukas

Ashton was not aware of how elegant Papa keeps the house. He was not aware of most things, he kind of just stayed shy and kept to my arm. I felt very powerful with this.

Papa let us do our own thing so we were playing video games in my room. Ashton and I sat on my bed. He was slouched over on my right side, I put my arm around his back and pulled him closer to me. He paused the game and looked at me, there was a sparkle in his dark eyes that said the same thing I was thinking. I leaned in and my heart sank. I grabbed the side of his face with a soft smile, rubbing my thumb on his cheek. He leaned in, as did I. We kissed.

The next 30 minutes were spent rolling around my bed and kisses. Nothing more. Nothing less. I took my shirt off, I was drenched in sweat. I wanted more but not now. I left hickeys down his neck and on the edge of his chest. He held me close to him as we snickered at mundane things like my hair being a mess or his hair getting in the way. I've never experienced intimacy like this, I've never felt like this.

I was propped on my elbows, putting Ashton beneath me. Our noses touched as we both smiled. My bedroom door opened and I have never moved faster in my life. I covered Ashton who also didn't have a shirt on up with my blanket. I made direct eye contact with Papa and he exhaled.

"Mick I thought you were having a sleepover." He said looking at me with a slight grin.

"Papa can you leave?" I asked.

"I just came by to say that dinner is almost ready."

"Thanks." I said still sitting on my knees on the bed.

Papa left and I put my shirt back on, Ashton did too. We kind of laughed about it and then went downstairs to eat.

Ashton finished and went back to my room, I started doing dishes when Papa came to help.

"So, your friend." He chuckled. I cringed.

"Papa can we not bring that up?"

"I think it needs to be brought up, I want to make sure you're using proper protection."

"Neither of us can get pregnant and we weren't fucking."

"Language." He scolded.

"I just love him, I don't want anything physical with him, I just can't describe it." I said.

"It sounds like you truly love him." He said smiling in that way parents do when they're proud of their kids.

"I guess so, I don't know my own emotions."

"I thought so, I tried my best to describe them." He added. "I've got the dishes, you go and spend time with your new toy."

I internally laughed at that and went upstairs to my room. Ashton sat on my bed.

"Hey you're back!" He said with glee. His eyes lit up when he saw me. I don't know why.

"Yeah I usually do the dishes after dinner."

"You wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure, pick something out." I offered pointing to my dvd collection.

He picked out Scary Movie 3 and put it in, I turned off the lights and got into bed, Ashton tangled in my arms. I slept in my boxers while Ashton slept in my T-shirt and my boxers which he was proud to have taken. I let him.
We snuggled together as the movie played, both of us falling asleep eventually.

As time went on Ashton and I spent more time together, I took him on picnics, bought him a very cute, but masculine ring. There was one problem though.

His parents did not know.

I met David and Julie when I first hung out with him, they were nice people and I didn't get any bad vibe from them. I should've known when at Ashton's 17th birthday party they put his deadname on the cake.

They don't know.

Ashton was in the closet, his parents thought I was cis.

I was in my room one day studying, Papa came in with some tea. He set the tray on my desk.
My phone rang. Ashton was calling. He never calls.

I answered it while Papa was fixing my tea.

"I came out to my parents and they're kicking me out." He sobbed. I looked at Papa who gave me an approving look.

We went and got Ashton and the few stuff he had. He didn't have much. I comforted him on the ride back as did Papa. Papa was being kind, telling Ashton that everything was going to be fine and that we would take him in.

There was a small court hearing where his parents gladly gave up their parental rights to Papa. I moved the dresser from the guest room to mine so Ashton could have that. He slept with me mostly.

A few days later after school Ashton and I walked to a local store called "Walmart" I had never been before but there were SO many things I wasn't allowed to have. Especially snack cakes.

Ashton bought a lemon meringue pie and I bought some little Debbies. We walked home and I hid my stash. Papa was cooking downstairs when Ashton came in with the bag. I was helping prep the meat.

"Dr. Lecter sir, I bought a pie to say thank you for taking me in." He said showing the pie.

"Thank you Ashton, that was very kind of you." Papa said putting the pie in the freezer. "We'll have it after dinner tonight." He said before giving Ashton a hug.

Ashton smiled and offered to help with the food but I told him that I got it and he can go do his homework.