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The 1975-sex.
September 27th
I lit a few candles, brought out some stuff to make pies and Oliver supplied the music.
He wore the boxers I gave him his first day with me and a long shirt that loosely hung off his shoulders. The grey skin that exposed through my shirt sent shivers down my back.
He sang along to Elvis , swayed, and danced as He rolled the dough.
I layed the dough in while he filled it with the Apple pie filling. As we were doing the finishing touches he decided to get into some deep discussion.
"Austin, My father is calling me home next week. " I kinda felt a little upset.
"Do you want to go?" I tried saying as steadily as I could, topping the pie with almonds.
He put it in the oven and sat on the counter.
"I have no choice, but to go. He's called all of my brothers to go and I'm the only one not present yet.."
Tears brimmed my eyes and I stood between his legs. "Will you come back?"
He pressed his forehead to mine and his hands cupped my cheeks. He looked in my eyes and croaked "I'd never leave you."
I held his thighs and cleared my throat "How long will you be gone? " he wrapped his arms around my neck.
"Four days. " He whispered.
"That's nearly a whole week, what am I going to do without you for a whole week? " I picked him up and folded my hands underneath his butt.
"I'm not sure, my lovely." He said.
I Sat on the couch with his small body in my lap.
I sighed "I wish there was a way we could keep in contact. "
Oliver snapped his fingers together.
"I've got it!"
I furrowed my eyebrow.
"What is it? "
"Telepathy." He sat there looking at me.
"Is that something we can do? " I asked. He got up and paced the room.
"Austin, may I see the book you summoned me from?"
I grabbed the book and
I sat on the floor next to him.
He flipped through the chapters until he landed on TELEKINESIS: HOW TO COMMUNICATE WITHIN DIFFERENT REALMS.
(This is what the book says)
When communicating with telekinesis it is important to imagine speaking to the person in your head. Now drink the Alagonzua potion. Each of you drink from the same glass.
To cut off communication, breath in fresh burning lilac and blow the ashes.
" Alagonzua potion?" I raised my eyebrows at him.
He winked and held opened his palm.
A small, clear, skull shaped bottle appeared.
"This. " He smirked.
I took the bottle and poured it in a shot glass. He took the first sip. I kissed him.
"Mmm, that tastes like honey." I took the rest of the shot.
"Can you hear my voice, my love?"
His voice echoed in my head.
"Yes, can you hear mine." I shut my eyes and thought.
He crashed his lips on mine.
"Let's go eat that pie, baby."He curled his fingers in my hair.
I picked him up and carried him to the counter. I carefully grabbed the pie out of the oven. He grabbed the plates down and I placed a slice on the plates.
It finally cooled down and I fed him bites of Pie.
"Let's go to bed " his eyes flashed like smoldering embers. My bones felt weak.
The next thing I remember he was pushed onto the mattress and my shirt was being torn off.
The evening was a blur. Flashes of our bodies colliding. His fingers clawing up my back and chest. His teeth biting into my bottom lip, my shoulder, and ribs.
Our wails mashed into a concocted symphony.
The next thing I can finally see is the way he bent all way back, Making his bones more prominent. His skin was covered in goosebumps. I ran my hand from between his hips, sliding up to his neck. I leaned him up for one last kiss .He giggled and his tiny body crawled off of mine. His chest rising and collapsing.
The shape of his bare shoulders from his back down to his hips, it looked like a beautiful velvet painting. I reached out and my fingers traced along his granite skin down his spine.
