The Districts

CHAPTER 11

They move quickly through the streets, and without incident, luckily, and eventually reach the meet up location where a car is waiting for them.

"Over there," Kenny says. He quickly ushers Craig towards it and into the backseat of it when they reach it. As he goes to shut the door and move to the front, Craig grabs his arm and stops him. "What is it?" he asks. But he catches on as to why, by Craig's expression, and slides in next to him in the back. "Let's go," Kenny says to his dressed up team member in the driver's seat. "I don't like the idea of hanging around here for too long."

The car starts then and heads off.

They drive for a while and Craig leans onto Kenny as Kenny wraps an arm around him. They come to an eventual building a short while later and pull into an open garage.

When the team member driving the car steps out, Kenny turns to Craig.

"Sorry that we can't go back to the apartment. But we'll have to lay low for a bit, just in case," Kenny tells him.

"It's okay," Craig says.

He wanted to say more, but his heat had slowly begun building to a high again from his last relief and he instead rubs his thighs together.

"Right, let's get you inside then. You must be cold," Kenny says and opens the car door.

He helps Craig out of it and guides him to one of the building's doors, leading him through the garage and into it. The team member follows them inside and Craig is led down and through a couple halls and rooms, until he's guided to a room with a bed in it.

"This base is a bit more equipped than a couple of our other ones, so you should be able to use the facilities here with no trouble," Kenny explains, guiding him to the bed. "There's a washroom next to this room if you want to use it," he adds as Craig takes a seat on the bed and he turns on a small lamp. He goes to head off then, but Craig grabs his hand. He stops and looks back at him, before smiling. "It's okay, you're safe here. No one will harm you," he reassures. "And I'll be back in a bit, just need to talk about a few things with my teammate here, and get you some clothes, hopefully."

Craig still holds his hand for a while longer, before letting go and nodding. Kenny offers one more smile, then heads over to the doorway where his teammate is waiting and walks out with them. Giving a small wave to Craig before he shuts the door.

Craig lies down to his side and curls into a ball. It was only now that he was alone, that he could feel areas where his body ached from what had happened with Damien. And how sore his feet felt. Despite the heat haze, he could still feel the soreness in points of his body. He rubs his thighs from his heat acting up again and begging for relief. He lets out a disgruntled sound before he begins to touch himself, the need of it growing too strong. He keeps at it until he gets relief, then gets up and heads to the washroom he was told about.

The halls are empty as he makes his way into the washroom and tries his best to clean up before he heads back. He takes off the parka and keeps it next to him as he slides under the bed covers. The sheets feel nice against his skin, after being in the cold for so long, and he finds himself soon drifting off to sleep in them.

When he comes to, it's to the sound of the door opening some time later.

Kenny walks in, wearing a change of clothes and carrying some clothing and a towel in his arms.

"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you. But I brought you some clothes," he says and sets them down on the bed. "And a towel as well, in case... well, you know," he adds. "Anyways, I'll let you get back to sleep now."

He goes to leave, but Craig sits up and stops him, grabbing his hand yet again.

"Don't leave," he says.