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“Okay good!” He seems relieved. “My jokes are all over the fucking place sometimes. Anyway…” he mumbles, letting me take the reins of the conversation.
He has been the one to help me through my first panic attack ever. Something happened when we locked eyes on the bench next to the coffee cart. I feel comfortable with him.I was almost as comfortable as I felt with Tyr on the island. Watching the tantalizing arms of the octopus moving elegantly through the water, I wonder what it would be like to feel that free. Minus the giant glass slab preventing him from being completely liberated, of course. I decide just to be honest.
“Well, it goes back to August of last year,” I begin. I fill him in on what happened without giving him all the gory details. I briefly explain the kidnapping, the torture, Tyr, and how we fell in love. By the time I finish, we have managed to make it to the tunnel-shaped tank of the aquarium. With fish swimming all around us, I focus on the glass, looking at anything but him. I don’t want to see what I presume will be judgment written all over his face.
“Oh, Nova.” His voice is sad and empathetic. It shocks me that this man, whom I barely know, sounds so emotional over what I’ve just told him. I whirl around to face him, surprised he isn’t disgusted with me.
“You’re not scared yet?” I manage to whisper.
“No, I’m not scared yet. You can’t scare me,” he responds. He twirls a lock of my hair in his fingers before tucking it behind my ear. We lock eyes as he holds his hand to my temple. His knuckles are tattooed with Norse Runes, but I can’t make out what they are supposed to say. I recognize the moment he realizes exactly what he's doing and drops his hand. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything by that. Shit... you just told me everything that’s happened to you. I overstepped.” He can’t seem to look away from his shoes, battling inner demons or something.
“It’s fine, totally fine.” I wave my hand and shake my head slightly as if to forget it happened. “Um…so, now that we live together, Tyr has changed. He’s more aggressive, more angry? I’m not sure if it's directed at me or if it’s directed at the piece of shit who kidnapped us, but it kind of scares me. He’s rough with me now, and not in a good way. I don’t like it. We're going to therapy, but that's only when he actually comes with me. I’m just worried that I’m with someone that might hurt me in the long run, you know?” I ramble to him.
“That’s a lot. I get where you are coming from. Maybe it isn’t meant to be. All I can tell you is that you have to make your own decisions. Bring it up in therapy or whatever, and maybe they can help you figure things out. Live the life you wanna live. You can even wake up, Nova.”
“Thank you for being here, Aleksandr. I’d forgotten how much I love it. And last time I checked, I was awake.” I can’t pull my vision away from the water and everything in it. It’s hypnotic, and all I can do is reminisce about the past. My parents would bring Aims and me here every summer as an end-of-the-year treat. It’s a tradition that started when we first moved to Florida, and I became friends with Aimee. I rub my upper arms, feeling chills as we approach the exit side-by-side.
“You can call me Alek…if you want,” he almost whispers. I turn to face him, touching my chin to my shoulder. His eyes are glued to the ground, and his hands are deep inside his pockets. His head is slightly cocked to the side, as if he’s been hypnotized by a thought deeper than any other he’s had before. “I’ll see you again soon.”
“Okay. Alek.” I smile as he looks at me with only his eyes, keeping his face angled downwards.
Soapy Bubbles
“Well, hello there, sexy.”
I feel the chilly air hit my soapy skin before I hear his voice. I grin as I turn around. It’s been a while since I've been complimented in any way. It’s nice to have some normality to our day. And I’m pretty sure I know what I’m about to find.
I’m right.
Tyr stands proudly at the entrance of the shower, stark naked and already hard. With his hands placed firmly on his hips, he watches the water wash away the bubbles from my naked body. His cock jumps as my tits come entirely into his view. Damn, he’s hot.
“Hello to you, too.” I saunter over to him, never looking away until we close our eyes to kiss. Our lips and tongues tangle in a battle of passion.
He smooths my soaked hair back from my face as I lead him inside and close the doors behind him. My neck cranes to meet his mouth until I press down on his shoulders, silently telling him to sit on the bench I know we are about to take advantage of. He carefully follows my instructions as he sits on the edge of the seat, his head level with my tits. He engulfs both with his strong, tan hands, leaning back a bit to admire them. I play with the hair on the nape of his neck and arms as I slowly lower towards the floor, pausing to bring my mouth to his lips, neck, chest, and stomach.
I pause to look up at his face as I remain hovered over his hips. He’s grinning from ear to ear as he braces himself for what I’m about to do to him. My hands explore his hips and gently spread his thighs as I bend down to breathe on his cock. He huffs, pleased that I’m teasing him. I chuckle to myself as I run my fingers up and down the length of his dick. Cupping his balls with my right hand, I bring his tip to my lips and tongue with my left. He groans in utter pleasure as I move my mouth farther down his length. My other hand slides to his ass as I continue to suck and lick. His breathing becomes more erratic.
“Oh, fuck, where did you learn to do all of this?” He exclaims as I flick my tongue back and forth. “Nova,” he breathes. He spreads his legs more and thrusts upwards. He lifts a foot and grabs the back of his thigh with one hand. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he pulls me off his balls and shoves my head down farther. "Lick my ass. I'll come faster and harder if you do."
I briefly imagine Aleksandr in a similar position and suppress a laugh. I definitely can’t see him doing this, even though I don’t know him very well.
I don’t actually know what I’m doing, and I don’t expect him to go this far. I touch my forefinger to his opening gently before I lick all around, tickling the sensitive skin. I’m surprised that I don’t mind doing all this. He also looks surprised that I listened to his command but also extremely pleased.
I remove my finger and close my lips around him, pressing my tongue into him. I smile when I glance up and see his face scrunched up with pleasure. His fingertips are white because of how tightly he’s holding his leg up. He squirms as I chuckle in my throat– the vibrations from my mouth reverberate against his ass in the back of my mind. I’m just as surprised as he is.
Who knew my boyfriend liked his ass played with?
I use the flat of my tongue to taste and lick from his asshole up to his tip, which is now drenched in precum. He drops his hold on his thigh and rests his foot back on the ground.
“Look at me.” As soon as I turn my gaze to his, Tyr grabs me by my jaw and the back of my neck. Bending over, he brings my face up to his lips, erotically exploring every part of my mouth. Usually, I would be grossed out by going straight from ass to mouth. Yet the way he licks his lips as our hot kiss ends makes it obvious that he overly enjoys everything that I do for him. I’m overwhelmed with the feeling that I finally did something right.
My hands dance up and down his calves as he grabs back of my head, subtly forcing me to blow him once again. I hollow in my cheeks and give him one last firm suck. My lips make a popping sound as they leave his cock. I push myself up using his knees, grabbing the detachable shower head from the wall beside the bench. He takes the opportunity to slap and play with my asscheeks. He ogles me with curiosity as I turn the shower head onto the most powerful setting. I squeal in shock when his fingers start to play with my asshole. I’m not sure if I’m ready for anything anal, so I turn the water spray onto his dick in hopes of distracting him.
He moans as he reaches up and cups my cheeks and jaw, angling his face up towards mine. Looking lost when I pull the water and my body away, he grasps at me as I stroke his wrist before moving my hand slowly down to my body. Teasing and edging myself as well as him. He can look but can’t touch yet. A few more seconds.
“Wanna taste me?” I ask in a breathy voice.
“Fuck, yeah.” He begins jerking himself off impatiently as I stick my middle and ring fingers in myself, gathering as much wetness as I can. Our eyes never wander from each other’s gaze. I remove my fingers and briefly bring them to my lips, spreading them open and licking them clean before shoving them into Tyr’s open mouth and outstretched tongue.
