Luce di Stella • Kenan Yildiz

Chapter 60: Bonding

🎶 Good Luck, Babe! — Chappell Roan 🎶

"Come on! You heard what the nurse said! I haven't pooped in a week!" Kenan exclaimed from the couch.
"You go to your doctor for that, no way I'm doing it!" I replied agitatedly.
"I think it could be a great way to... bond and deepen our relationship" he chuckled and wiggled with his eyebrows.
"I really don't know how shoving a tube up your ass is going to help our bond" I scoffed.

"I think it's going to be fun" he replied and shrugged.
"I kind of am worried now about your eagerness to having something shoved up your anus. Are you sure about... your sexuality?" I teased him, but he just shot me a glare back.
"I'm not really keen on having everyone at the club now I needed a doctor's help to poop. And my stomach really hurts" he whined.

"Why is destiny doing this to me?!" I groaned, looking up at the ceiling and clenching my hands. "Whatever, let's do it" I sighed and helped him up from the couch as we walked to the elevator to take us up one floor. Even though it was weird to live in this house together, it had definitely been the best decision. Kenan had everything here and it was easy to move around alone, so that I didn't have to play nurse 24/7.

We arrived in the huge bathroom and both our eyes immediately fell on the enema kit Kenan had gotten back at the hospital. I sighed and walked over to take it and read its instructions.
"Strip" I told him, but he just looked at me amusedly. I groaned, he was being so childish. But still, I walked over and helped him push down his sweatpants and boxers before helping him step out of it.
"You're hard? Really?" I asked annoyedly.
"Hey! You're on your knees undressing me! That's difficult to control!" he justified himself and I just shook my head.

I took a towel and laid it out on the floor before signalling him to lay down on his stomach, which he did, spreading his healthy knee up that I could get access to... urgh. I'd love to spare you the details, but if I have to go through it, so will you. I washed my hands before taking off the cap from the nozzle and bent down next to Kenan who was looking up at me very amusedly.
"You'll wipe that grin off your face real quick now" I scoffed and inserted the tube into his rectum, making him whine, but I continued until it was about 10cm inside, like written on the instructions.

I squeezed the liquid through, until it was all inside before wanting to remove the nozzle again.
"What the hell is going on here?!" I heard my cousin Umbi and both Kenan and my heads shot up at him.
"What are you doing here?!" I shot back.
"I could ask you the same! Game starts in half an hour and you're here doing weird anal sexual practices with your... ugh I don't even know how to call this!" he exclaimed.
"Shit! The game!" I huffed and quickly pulled out that damn tube from Kenan's asshole, making him wince. That hadn't been really gentle, probably.

"Ok, erm... Have fun shitting" I quickly mumbled to him. "And thanks for coming, sorry, I forgot about time" I quickly muttered to my cousin.
"Yeah, I'd do too if I was attracted by that man's asshole" he just chuckled, which earned him a slap on his arm before I made my way out of the bathroom.

Kenan POV

Bibi had left in a flash and now I was sitting on the toilet, finally shitting my guts out while Umbi set up the livestream for tonight's game on the iPad so that we could watch from the bathroom until my digestive tract was empty again and then, we could move back to the living room.
"I don't know what I did in life to deserve seeing this... and my cousin doing that to you" he chuckled as he shook his head and slid down the bathroom wall to look at the iPad.

"I could think of a few things" I replied and sent him a grin, at which he just replied with a glare. His past wasn't a secret. He hadn't handled his family's fame and money well, finding himself in a spiral of drugs and alcohol in his teenage years, then being sent off to boarding school where things only took a worse turn with a professor sexually abusing him. But he fought back, especially with Bibi's brother's help who was there for him every step of the way during his rehab. Bibi had feared that Dado's death would make Umbi spiral again, but quite the contrary was the case: he had wanted to make his cousin and best friend proud, and had not touched a drop of alcohol or a pill ever again.

Weirdly enough, he was the one I had always felt closest with out of Bibi's circle of family and friends. Though it had surprised me that all of them had accepted me with open arms, despite mine and her very obvious differences. Quite the contrary was the case with my family and friends and that had always weighed on me.
"Why did you and... you know everyone always like me?" I asked before another load of shit made its way out of my body loudly.

Umbi grimaced at the noise but we both laughed it off together.
"I dunno... You're... Ok, I'll say it. You remind us of Dado. Your humour, your wit and... your love for Beatrice" he replied and I was taken aback by his sudden confession.
"Oh" I mumbled and looked at the screen as the ref blew the starting whistle.
"So how are you finally planning to get her back?" he asked and grinned.
"Don't you think what we did before was enough to charm her?" I joked as we both laughed.

"I've got an idea, don't worry" I just told him. "And we can move to the couch, by the way, I think I'm finished here" I added.
"Too bad, your poo smelled great!" Umbi teased me and I tried to hit him with one of my crutches but right now, his reflexes were quicker.

After the game, which we lost, I started getting ready for bed and walked over to the suitcase that was still only half-unpacked. I was trying to find a fresh t-shirt when I felt a box under some other clothes. I pulled it out to find the packet of condoms I used to have in my nightstand drawer and grinned, knowing that Bibi must have put it in there. I put it in the nightstand next to the bed here, and got ready for bed before laying down and waiting for her to come home.

The first night I slept here, I wasn't really able to close my eyes because of the excitement of sharing a bed together. There wasn't a lot of furniture here and the alternative would have been that one of us slept on the sofa - which I refused to do in my state and she refused because... deep down, she probably just wanted to share.

"I'm home!" I heard her shouting from downstairs before her heels clacked on the staircase.
"We played like shit" we both said in unison when she appeared in the bedroom's doorframe. She hung her head low and huffed frustratedly before making her way to the bathroom, probably to get ready for bed herself. I hated myself in this moment, I couldn't help the team right now because I had been too proud and arrogant to admit my pain. Never again was I going to make that mistake, I had learned that the hard way.

"Sorry" I piped up as she re-emerged wearing her pyjamas and looking adorable as ever, her face still slightly glowing from the skincare she had put on and her hair put up in a messy bun. She sighed and took a magazine from her nightstand as she put on her glasses she had gotten a few weeks ago. During the day she wore contacts, but I thought she looked definitely cuter with glasses. I couldn't help it and felt my dick twitching in my pants, so I tried to move my hand slowly under the covers to stroke it lightly.

"I know what you're doing" she chuckled as she put down the magazine and looked at me grinning.
"Want to help me out?" I asked and nodded at her as I grinned back.
"You're out of your mind" she huffed and turned back to reading, but I noticed her biting her lip to hide a smile.
"Oh, then why did you pack some condoms into my suitcase?" I asked as I raised my eyebrows.
"They... must have slipped in there" she just replied and shrugged.
"You're lucky I'm out of action, but if I had a medical green light, I'd bend you over and fuck the brains out of you for these stupid comments you're giving me" I shot at her before turning off my nightlight and rolling over to try and find some sleep.