Puppy Dog Eyes

Comforting Things

Lylah's POV

"Ah ah aaah, yes yes more, more!"

I don't know when it happened but I was enjoying every second of it, a little too much if I say so myself.

"P-please more, I need you."

It was like a strange dream but it's been like this for eighteen days in counting, so it must be real right?

"I- don't wanna cum- I won't cum like this, please do it already!"

What would you even call this feeling? Bliss? Euphoria? Orgasmic?

"It hurts please, stop teasing me!"

If this was indeed a dream,I would never want to wake up. I feel like I'm floating on the softest cloud.

"Ah ahhhh, kiss me, bite me do something- anything!"

I could only stare in awe at the boy as he sobbed in front of me, begging for me to do more than just touch him.

"Lylah p-please." His face was tinged pink as he looked up at me with teary eyes.

I give a quick kiss to his warm forehead as I shimmy out of my underwear. His eyes widen at my movement as I continue to stroke him with my right hand.

"It's okay baby, I'll take care of you." I hold his rosy cheek with my free hand, climbing on to his lap.

He nuzzles his face in my hand with a soft moan as I sit on him.

"I'm-"

"I know, it's okay." I start to move my hips against him and whisper comforting things into his ear. Watching him fall apart under me felt like a love/hate victory. I know he's still hurting from what happened recently.

"Yes, aahh I love you so much! Help me cum, please help me Lylah." He pants hot breaths with his face against my shoulder.

I think he's so focused on trying to ride out his high, he doesn't realize what he said. Did he mean it or is he just caught up in the moment?

Do I say it back? What if he didn't mean it, I'll look like an idiot later.

"I'm- I'm ahh, I'm cumming!" He bucked his hips up to meet me as I moved faster against him.

His fingers dug into my waist as he finished with loud whines next to my ear. We fall sideways on the bed before he slowly pulls away from in between my thighs.

He tries to reach his hand in between my legs but I quickly grab his wrist. He looks up at me with a confused look but I just shake my head.

"This isn't about me right now, I'm taking care of you."

"But- but I can-"

"Later. Now let's go clean up." I give him a small smile filling my fingers between his as we leave the bed.

I push him to sit on the toilet seat as I turn his shower on. I climb in and wash myself up quickly and hop back out. I grab the tub stopper and let the bath fill up and wrap one of his towels around myself.

"You ready?"

He looks up again and nods, stepping into the bubble bath, bringing his knees to his chest.

"You did so good." I compliment while rubbing circles on his back. He doesn't say anything but he gives me a small nod in acknowledgment.

He truly is beautiful in every way, even though he's the complete opposite of himself right now. The boy I know would probably curse at me for complimenting him but right now he was broken and I need to be there for him. I actually don't mind it, it's nice to help him like he once did for me.

I saw a few tears fall from his face as he stared hard at the water. I kissed his shoulder and started to massage his head with shampoo.

"It's okay if you need to cry again, it's just me."

He shockingly let me wash him up without a fight this time, the last few times took a bit of struggling on my part, told me he felt like I was emasculating him.

Today was different, he asked for it earlier. I almost couldn't believe my ears.

"Can you- just make a bubble bath later on... I'm only asking because-because I can't seem to do it right, the bubbles aren't the same, that's all." He grumbled with his arms crossed over his chest.

He looked over at me with a hard glare for a few seconds before whispering a thank you.

He won't admit it- even though it's obvious at this point that seeing his best friend in a gruesome way has imprinted trauma.

I still feel like it's my fault that even happened.

"I mean what I said..." He spoke with a few cracks in his voice.

"What?"

"I love you. I'm in love with you even if you are annoying and disgustingly obsessed with me." His face got brighter with every word.

So he was aware.

"I love you too, Damon."