When he came to live with me

Pain in the Ass

I was having one of my low days and had been laying my bed since morning.

"You better be out of your bed when I return," his voice echoed in me as I realised it was the time he returned from work. A fear dawned somewhere in my hyperactive mind about what he'd do seeing me still in bed while the rest of it was sailing amidst unnecessary fears.

I heard his car outside. Soon, I heard footsteps arriving and a door opening. I was glad to know that it wasn't the door to my room but to his. I got lost into my anxiety again which was interrupted by him slamming to door open. He was in his green boxers. The sight of his nudity was wholesome to me and it made me smile. He jumped into the bed with me.

"Still lost in your thoughts?"

He squeezed me while I blushed. His warmth was nurturing me. It kept me alive. Still breathing.

"Have you eaten anything?"

I stayed silent which informed him that I hadn't had anything since he fed me in the morning. He got up and carried me with one of his arms wrapping around my back and the other around below my knees. I felt like a baby and wanted to kiss him. I resisted, as always.

He transported me downstairs and laid me on the couch. He went to the kitchen and our line of sight was obstructed by the back of the couch. I reached out and peeked at him from above the intrusive furniture. He was making dinner for us. His fair skin and curls shone under the bright light. Abruptly, he was looking at me. I ducked down immediately so he didn't feel like I was spying on him but I heard him giggle.

"You can stare, Mon Amour," he comforted me.

I got back up and glared at him. The more I looked at him the more stunning he looked. I layed back and stared at the dark, bland ceiling over me, realising that my ceiling was darker than his.

In a few minutes, I heard his steps arriving and could smell what he had made for us. He sat next to me and placed my small head on his lap.

"Look what I made for Mon Amour!"

It was my favourite, chicken pizza with extra cheese. As he picked up a slice and fed it to me, it's mouthwatering flavour changed my mood. He took a bite from it too and made a muffled 'Mmh!' sound. I smiled as he chewed and fed me another bite. I felt it was better than any food I ever had. As we devoured the pizza, he started to gossip. I remained silent, nodding every now and then.

After emptying the plate, he stashed it away and carried me like before, back to my room. He rested me on my bed and layed beside me. He spread his arms over my head, demanding me to place my head over it. I politely obeyed. We both stared at the ceiling as he gave me a pep talk.

"I don't mind giving you a little push from behind," he gave me a licentious look as I tried to hold in a laugh.

"I can see you laughing," he pointed out.

I let it burst and he followed. That's what I liked about him. He would instantaneously switch my mood in seconds.

"Girls tell me i turn them from melancholy to euphoria with just an in and out," he read my mind,"Maybe, could do the same for you."

"You already did," I acknowledged, "Don't require the 'in and out'."

He chuckled and stated in a deep, sexy voice,"You can't imagine all the nasty things I could do to you, Mon Amour!" He turned towards me, blanketing me with his sturdy arms

"Jesus will hate you for all the 'nasty things' you make me listen," I responded with a fake seriousness in my voice.

"He already hates you for being you, Mon Amour. I'd contently spend my after life burning in hell with you."

His seduction worked on me and I felt my dick towering as he whispered 'nasty things' in my ear. Then I realised it was making a huge peak in my loose undies. As I prayed for him to remain oblivious to it, it had caught his sight and he burst out in laughter.

"Seems like it's working, Mon Amour," he teased me.

There is nothing in my whole life I regret more than saying what I said then,"You are a pain in my ass, Kev!"

"I'll be if you let me fuck you," he burst out into another round of laughter.

Then what he did astonishing me. He snuggled his hands inside my undies and grabbed my hard cock tightly as I squeaked in pain and broke into tears. He had changed my mood instantaneously again. Then I started weeping,"You really go over the top sometimes. Can't you be a little considerate about my love for you? Why do you always use it against me? Don't you see how hard I'm trying to get over my feelings for you?"

I didn't realize when or how those words rolled off my tongue. He was petrified for a moment when I sobbed. He was lost of words.

After a minute of awful weeping, he confessed,"I'm so sorry! I never meant to hurt your feelings. I was just messing with you..."

I interrupted,"Do you always have to do this? Seduce me and take advantage of it?"

I had made it sound way worse.

He shed a tear as he continued,"I'm not taking advantage of you. Please don't say that. You're right, I go over the top sometimes and am too hard on you but I assure you there is nothing in the world that I care more than your feelings, Mon Amour."

"There is a reason I call you 'Mon Amour", Luc," he consoled me,"You reside in the core of my heart. And as much as I humiliate you, there isn't anyone I respect more than you."

His words dawned a smile on my lips. I felt it came from his heart. He didn't manipulate it in anyways. It was raw. I hugged him back and pecked his nose. Then i reached out to give him a kiss under his dangling ears. He gave me a kiss on my head and I could feel him sniff my hair.

"Mon Amour smells so yummy!"

His words made me chuckle. He had a way of disappointing and terrorising me in a second and lighting up my world in the next.

As he resumed complimenting me with a little tease sometimes, I suggested that we should sleep. He got up and said,"Goodnight, Mon Amour!"

Before he could leave, I grabbed his boxers as he walked away and pulled him. I had accidentally revealed his pretty butt cheeks. He turned around to look and me and I could feel that he was holding back an obvious tease.

Before he could say anything, I requested,"I think I'll need your warmth to sleep, Kev."

He smiled and laid back with me and cuddled me. We found ourselves in a 'cuddle session' again. I patted gently on his back and didn't realize when he dozed off.

"Night my love!"