Antwoord - Joost Klein

51.

"Think about the fact that this will be the last time you'll be in my arms" Joost said as we laid in his bed.

"What?" I peeked my head up from his chest.

"I mean in this tour bus. After tonight's show we can all go home" Joost corrected himself.

"Yeah...I also think I am quite ready for that" I laid back against his chest. I started softly running my hand over his chest hair, and sometimes gripping a few to get a little reaction out of Joost for fun.

"I want to say that I am, but I feel like everything is going to change once this tour is over. I have grown as a person during this tour, I have turned the person I hated into the person I love most in the world" His hands held me close to him as if he were not ready to let go.

"Woaw, woaw woaw Romeo. You have loved me for a month, no need to put me higher than everyone else in your life" I reminded him. This was still the honeymoon phase in our relationship, but he was going a little bit fast.

"So? No one gives better hea-" He started his sentence but as he saw my eyes look up at him, he quickly started changing his answer. "I mean advice in life"

"That's what I thought albino" I smiled.

"To even think that I once hated that nickname, to now loving it spilling from your lips is something this tour has brought. I mean what would have happened if you stayed in the hospital for just a few months extra to recover, then this would probably never have happened" Joost went back to thinking about all the things that could have happened instead of the present we were in.

"No need to think about what if's, let's just enjoy the fact that we are here together for the last day of tour" I told him before placing a kiss on his chest.

I then continued to start kissing down his chest as he remained still. He was only wearing his boxers so almost his whole body was on display for me. I got in between his legs as I kept placing kisses all over his stomach and chest.

"No, but what if I never helped you that night in München? What if I had just let you get dragged away with that disgusting man touching you..or more your throat getting filled by him" He continued his nonsense.

While my hands were on the waistband of his boxers, I stopped my movement to look down at him. "Do you want to keep talking or do you want morning head?" I asked seriously.

His eyes shook a little to look down at me between his legs. His own thoughts had been spiralling too much with questions about what could have happened, to even notice me trying to give him a little present.

"Oh....please continue" Joost gave me consent as he pointed down at his semi hard cock through his boxers.

"Thanks" I chuckled before going back to work. Not my actual job but clearly right now this was harder than the one I would be attending later in the evening.

"If I had never gotten that extra show in Berlin from Yung Gravy then-" He once again started speaking.

I then got up from the bed. "Okay I'm done with this. I guess I won't have cum for breakfast then" I raised my eyebrows before starting to put on some clothes that had laid on the floor from the night before.

"Wait, what happened?" Joost plopped himself on his elbows as he watched me from the bed.

"I honestly don't really fancy trying to please you if you can't even concentrate on me" I said as I had a t-shirt halfway over my head.

"No, please come back here" Joost came up on his knees as he tried reaching for me but ended up falling off the bed in the process. "Ouch"

"Don't hurt yourself right before the tour ends, it will bring bad luck" I helped him back on the bed as he sat down but then pulled me to stand in between his legs. His hands rested up my thighs while he placed his chin on my stomach to look up at me.