My Demons

Chapter 16: Torn to Pieces (Part 1)

Chapter 16 – Torn to Pieces (Part 1)

            Living with Misaki was the best thing that ever happened to me, and not just because he was a great chef or because he kept the house so clean. Having him around just made me so much happier in general. I never would have thought that I could actually live with another person and enjoy it. I loved him as a person completely. The cooking, cleaning, and even sexual activities were just added bonuses.

            Before Ryuto rejected me, I thought I could have stayed with him forever. It was the same with Takahiro. I never would have imagined that I would stop loving Takahiro. In reality, I could have never given Ryuto or Takahiro my soul like I can with Misaki.

            Misaki has been slowly opening up to me more and more. He talks to me about almost everything, from stories he remembers in the past to how school went that day. He doesn’t talk much about his future plans. I don’t think he quite knows what he wants out of life yet. He’s still feisty and shy in the bedroom, but he never completely rejects me. He still gets extremely angry with me when I write about him in my boys love novels, which he’s been such a huge inspiration for.

            Takahiro still calls several times a week to check up on his brother. Every once in a while I notice that Misaki gets upset when I talk to him. Deep down, he must still think that I still have feelings for Takahiro. I’m not sure how I can convince him that I don’t and that he’s not just a very dear friend to me. All I can do is keep showing him how much I love him.

            It was finally summer vacation and I was ecstatic to spend some time with Misaki. He was at school a lot of the time and occasionally worked various part time jobs. When he actually was home with me, he usually forced me to get my work done while he worked on his own school work. I never should have let Aikawa-san and him get close. Now he’s like her little watchdog. Such a pain…

            Misaki didn’t work today, so he asked me to let him sleep in and wake him up at 10. I went into his room and tried to shake him awake. He just rolled over and snored. I shook him harder and shouted at him. He mumbled something, still clearly asleep. He normally wasn’t this hard to wake up. Maybe he was actually awake?

            Sighing, I ripped the blanket off of him and noticed he was wearing a button up nightshirt. Apparently there was only one way to get him up. I undid the buttons on his shirt and opened it up, exposing his torso. His skin was smooth and creamy white. His eyes were lightly fluttering, but they didn’t open just yet. He was about to get up soon enough. I only had a little time to enjoy myself so I braced myself as I slid my fingers along his sides.

            He didn’t stir. I smiled. He was obviously awake. What a feisty kid. I rubbed my hands up and down his sides, gliding my fingers along his waist line. A slight moan escaped his lips. I licked my lips as I noticed a small tent forming in his loose sweatpants. Maybe I could get some morning sex out of him. I leaned down and ran my tongue from his belly button up to his chest.

            “GAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” he screamed as he jumped up away from me. It was so loud that I actually had to cover my ears. He grabbed the blanket and covered himself up with it. “What do you think you’re doing?! You homo! Perverted, dirty, old man!!”

            “So loud,” I sighed. “You were the one who told me to wake you up at 10. I tried waking you a million times, but you still didn’t get up. So I thought you were seducing me but you were feeling shy and couldn’t say anything.”

            I patted his head as he fumed at me. “WHY THE HELL MUST YOU INTERPRET EVERYTHING SO THAT IT’S CONVENIENT FOR YOU?!”

            “You say that, but your voice sounded like you were enjoying yourself.”