Carefully I lie her down onto her bed.
Angel turns to her side and keeps sleeping peacefully. On my toes, I sneak out of the room and close the door. Before I follow Thomas into his room, I get myself something to drink from the kitchen.
When I enter he is just about to slip under the covers. For a moment I let my eyes linger on his muscular back and his ass. The view never gets boring. I undress and put on one of his white t-shirts he generously donated for me to sleep in. Voluntarily, of course.
Then I lie down next to him.
Instantly he begins to spoon me. The position we fall asleep most of the time I stay over at his place. Meaning the weekends and most Wednesdays. After some experimentation, which we did against my will, we figured out that Thomas and I can stay away from each other for 3 to 4 days. On day four one of us or both show withdrawal syndromes: insomnia, headaches, no appetite, absolutely no energy to do anything and the all-consuming craving to be with the other.
It took a while to get used to the new schedule but now it is like second nature. For me, it feels like I live in two apartments now. Thomas's apartment and the apartment I moved in with Andrew and Mick. It was a bit difficult but after we figured out how to pay for the deposit we got the apartment from Mrs. Musa.
Andrew and Mick got part-time jobs as well to pay their part. Mick also bit into the bullet and made the step to talk to his parents. Trust me when I say they were not happy that he wanted to move out. But in the end, they excepted it and even helped with payment for the furniture. Now the space is ours. Big enough for three people. Well actually six but almost never at the same time.
Ember stays over sometimes and Thomas is visiting often but more importantly, Angel sleeps over regularly when Andrew is babysitting her. He saves Thomas and me every single time. Because when he is babysitting Angel, Thomas and I can have as much sex as we want without trying to stay quiet. Even though we need to see each other every 3 days, we don't need to have sex every 3 days. A shame really.
First I wanted to lie about my syndromes to get more sex with him but didn't when I noticed Thomas wanted to do the same. So sex is mandatory once a week but that doesn't mean we just have sex once a week. You know the expression, fucking like rabbits?
Even now with Angel in the other room, Thomas grinds his hard cock into my lower back. A little deeper and he finds my hole. So I move a little higher up. Another thrust and he hits me where I want.
"You really want to do it, huh?", I ask quietly.
"Haven't seen you in two days", he moans into my ear. It is hard for me to resist him when he is this horny. I can feel the delicious energy in him.
"Who is the incubus of us both?", I chuckle but push my ass back.
"You, but I think I am turning into one", he whispers while nibbling my ear.
"You're just becoming insatiable", I reply and turn myself around. I give him a kiss. My tongue dancing with his and I let out a moan. His mouth leaves mine and travels down my jaw and then my neck. Over the last months, he learned to play me like a violin. My own little sex demon.
But I know him just as well as he knows me.
"I know you are just nervous about Monday", I try to say without moaning. I fail. His lips are continuing to bruise my skin but he stopped moving downward. "Everything's going to be fine. I will skip morning class and accompany you two."
He stops kissing me and just buries his face into my shoulder breathing heavily.
"I am just concerned about Angel. What if the other kids bully her?", he says.
Yeah, what if. I can understand him. After our relationship became public knowledge at Angel's kindergarten a lot of parents made problems. Tiny problems and they were never mean or aggressive toward any of us but they were very ... cautious. I don't know what they were thinking. As far as we know none of Angel's friends cared.
But now that Angel will go to school Thomas is worried about how much worse the situation could get. The kids are older and more judgemental and, let's face it, some of them are little assholes.
"Angel is strong and if they start bullying her you can be sure that I won't let anyone get away with it. They are going to be too scared of me to bully Angel."
"That's too much."
Yeah, he is right. I sigh and say: "Don't worry. It will be fine. Monday is just her first day. You'll see. She will come home with a smile on her face and stories about all the new friends she made."
He sighs. "You're right. It will be fine but I can't stop thinking about it."
"Ohh I know. Mick came to me this morning and told me how distracted you were while working out", I chuckle. Mick and Thomas work out together these days. After their first meeting, they became best buds and a little later gym buddies. Fine with me. The thought of Thomas pulling me into the gym with him ... not my favorite. Considering I can't just fuck every single human being there.
"Yeah, couldn't concentrate", he whines a bit.
"Maybe I should distract you a bit more", I whisper and put my hand on his pecks. I push my hips forward so our dicks touch. We are both semi-hard.
"Who is becoming insatiable now?", he smiles at me.
"I have always been insatiable", I say and let my lips hover over his. "I could feed on you 24/7."
"We have to be quiet", he warns me. As if I don't know that. And as if I don't already have a plan for that.
"69?", I ask.
He nods.
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Sensuality
General Fiction#book2 | Koda is still not sure if telling Thomas his secret was a good idea. His other half backs away again, but Koda refuses to break down. Again. Now that his two best friends know about him being an incubus, a being of pleasure, they can suppor...
