Kasper's Prince Charming

Chapter 19 - Amir's Bedroom

"Let's get some food and then this one needs to get ready for bed," Mr. Hamad said after allowing us a few minutes of embrace.

Amir nodded and let me go but quickly took my hand in his as we made our way through the guest bathroom and out towards the dining area.

We ate dinner around the table in their home. Dr. Hamad came to join us though he didn't eat. There were four pizzas laid out in the center of the table. I thought they were pizzas which seemed weird because they never ate carbs. They turned out to be this flat protein bread topped with hummus and vegetables.

I was leery of it but Amir assured me it was delicious. I wasn't very hungry but it was pretty good. I ate two thin slices.

After dinner, Amir took me to see his room. Mr. Hamad said we could have an hour. He looked like he knew how we would spend it. He eyed us uncomfortably. It was super awkward. I felt like we were asking for permission to go violate each other.

He nodded towards the hallway to tell us we could go and then echoed his time limit, "One hour, then bed for Kasper."

We barely made it down the hallway before I felt Amir's hand on my ass and his lips on my neck. He pushed open the door to his room. I hadn't been in there before, but I barely had a chance to see it before his lips found mine and his hands pulled me into him.

He pushed me up against his door and held me tightly as our lips wrestled and his tongue slid into me. I melted in his arms, released the pent up longing for him.

"Wait, are you sure about this? You don't want to talk? I feel like we should talk first. You've been through something devastating... but I need you so badly... but I also love you and want to make you feel better," Amir tossed through emotions.

"No... can't," I said through kisses down his neck while I inhaled his musk of cologne and sweat. I missed that smell. "If I talk... I'll cry... If I cry... I'll look all ugly... If I look ugly... You won't..."

"No way," he interrupted. "I'll always want you. You could never look ugly to me. I'm here for you, Kas... whatever you need. If you want to cry then I'll hold you until you're better. You're my boy, Kasper. I'll always want to hold you."

"Please... just fuck me," I begged.

I wasn't ready to deal with that mountain just yet. I wanted to forget it all and just be his boy tonight.

"Ok," Amir said and backed away from me.

He looked a little unsure, but he wanted to make me happy. He took my hand and led me through his room. It was a boy's room, filled with soccer trophies, pictures of all his adventures, mementos of a childhood he'd always remember fondly. The walls were the same dark blue he'd chosen for the room they'd set up for me. One wall was floor to ceiling windows with heavy blue drapes closed tightly.

He gripped my hand and led me into a bathroom with walls of white granite with flecks of sparkling gold glitter. He turned on the water in the bathtub and added some powder from a glass jar that made the water turn blue with bubbles and a jasmine scent.

"I want to take a bath with you. I've never done that with a guy. I just want to relax with you between my legs." Amir said as he squatted next to the tub and put his hand in to check the water. The tub started to steam and the scent of the bubble bath filled the room.

"I got music and everything," he said with an accomplished grin.

He hit something on his phone and soft Arab music came from some unseen speakers. He turned off the bathroom light and then turned on these two glass boxes atop his bathroom vanity that glowed with soft lights. He had technolgy I'd never seen before. It was just enough light for us to see each other, explore each other as we fumbled with our clothes.