Dog Days

Chapter 54

A/N: Didlo. Masturbation. Sorry. I was trying to make this a story of self discovery after severe trauma. If you're embarrassed, imagine how I feel when I remember other people are going to be reading this.

The following morning, there's a knock on my door at eight. Hela steps in and holds up a box "I was going to open it, but Heimdall warned me not to."

She hands it to me and I immediately sit it down next to me. When I look at her, I give her a warm smile "Thanks, Hela."

She furrows her brow at me and asks "Why are you happy?"

I give her an amused look, before declaring "I had my first night without nightmares. I found out some stuff I didn't know."

She gives a short nod, before asking "Who were you on the phone with, last night?"

I take in a deep breath, before looking her straight in the eyes and lying "An old friend from the war. She heard about what happened and gave me a call to make sure I wasn't dead."

She gives me a soft smile "You seemed secretive about it. Is she pretty?"

I give her a tired smile and declare "She was a great friend when I was too broken to support myself. She gave me the will to keep fighting."

I think back to the two weeks I was in hospital. We would talk while waiting for the drugs to kick in. We would talk about absolute nonsense, where she would just keep me on the upside of survival. Then again, I could have very well given up and died. It was a battle to survive my injuries.

She gives me a soft smile and asks "Any possibility you would consider-"

I cut her off, immediately "I'm in no way sexually attracted to her, even if she is attractive. It's completely platonic."

She gives me an annoyed look, before declaring "I was wondering if you have any war friends to call and talk to."

I look towards my study and state "I might have a few."

She gives me a kind smile "Give one of them a call."

I set my jaw and reach out for the box "The only problem is, I have no idea where they are. They could be on a stealth mission and then I get them caught."

She rolls her eyes and asks "What do you want for breakfast?"

I give her a soft smile "Those massive sandwiches you made."

She gives me a soft smile, before asking "You're really not going to tell me what's in the box?"

I give her a cocky smile "It's something I ordered while I was drunk, my first night back. I'm not too confident that I remember it, exactly. My brain was foggy as hell and I was hallucinating."

She gives me a short nod, before declaring "I'm going to make breakfast."

I hum, before declaring "Thank you."

She walks out the door and closes it behind her. After a moment, I get up and lock the door. I quickly lock the bathroom door and bring the box back to the study.

I toss it onto my desk and dig into my drawers to find my exacto blades. Within a few seconds, I cut the tape open only to find vibrant purple packing tissue. As I pull out a large plastic bag, I spot three bottles of white lube, and a sixty milliliter syringe.

Inside the plastic bag is a beautiful specimen. I quickly open the bag and take out the massive cock.

The tip is a soft pink. The shaft is a purple to blue gradient, with chiseled ridges and a thick bulge at the base.