Chapter 9
A few weeks later
PAUL’S POV
I’m running fast. That man is following me. He’s caught me, I can feel his hands on me, shaking me. I shout.
“PAUL!” he shouts back. Wait… this is John’s voice.
I finally wake up.
“Paul, God!”
I shake and sob, I’m in a sweat bath. John hugs me tight.
“Sssh Paul it’s alright. It was only a nightmare. I’m here, it’s alright.”
I slowly calm down. John’s hands are stroking my hair and rubbing my back. I rest my head on his chest. I feel dizzy. John kisses my forehead.
“Paul you’re feverish.”
I nod.
“Do you want anything? Like hot milk and stuffs like that?”
“Yes, please. Hot milk.”
We get up and walk to the kitchen. There I drink my hot milk and slowly calm down.
“Want to tell me about that?”
“I was running and he was following me… and then he caught me and raped me again.” I’m crying.
“Sssh, don’t worry Paulie. It’s okay. He can’t be here. It was only a nightmare.” He kisses me softly. I feel something.
“John I want you to take me.”
He looks at me, shocked.
“I’m serious. John, if I don’t do it now, I won’t for the rest of my life.”
He nods.
“Okay. Let’s go to the room.”
He pushes me on the bed and starts to kiss me hard. I’m excited. I pull off my shirt and he does the same. Then I feel a hand on my crotch, rubbing my dick through my boxers. Then the hand pulls down them and wanks me. My heart is beating fast, but not for fear. It’s beating for love. I love John. I return the favor.
He lifts my hips.
“Paul… are you sure?”
I nod.
“Sure as hell, love.”
He kisses me.
“Stop me if you don’t want do it.”
He finds his way into me. He’s kind and gentle, a lot better than that man. He hits my spot and my body tenses up. I’m close, and I think he’s too. His face is red and he’s hot as hell, but wonderful like heaven. He hits it several times and, finally, I come. He comes too a moment later and we both collapse on the bed. We try to catch our breath. John’s hand moves across the bed to touch mine I hold it and squeeze it hard. I can feel John smile.
“How was it luv?”
“Wonderful. Hey, Johnny…”
“Yes?”
“No, I mean… thank you. For being here for me and making all you’re making. I really appreciate this. Thank you for everything, luv. I love you. I hope you know that. You’re my entire world and thanks to you I’m not scared by the world anymore. I love you, Johnny…”
I’m cut off by his lips on mine.
“I’m glad to mean this for you, Paul. I love you, and you sure know this. Paul, I’m here for you because you need it and you’ve always been here for me when I needed it. I’ll always love you, through everything we could pass. I need you and you need me. I love you and you love me. I’m your entire world and you’re my entire world. I trust you and you trust me. This is all that matters. I love you. Please, Paul, marry me.”
“What? Are you serious?”
“Serious as hell. When we can, we’ll get married. I love you.”
I go closer to him and he holds me tight. We’ll go through a lot of shit, I know it. But, guess what? I don’t matter. We’ll come out. We’ve got a power. It’s called love.
A\N: I think it’s finished, but if you want, I can write an epilogue. Tell me!
