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My eyes opened, gut bottoming out when I remembered that Dan was asleep in my bed. He’d stayed the night. He’d been passed out when I got back into the bedroom last night with a damp cloth. Evidently, falling asleep made him automatically shift back into his true form, because his head had been separated from the rest of him, limbs flopped carelessly.

I’d hovered awkwardly beside the bed for a few moments, not sure what to do. It wasn’t like I was opposed to him sleeping here. It wasn’t like it bothered me. But I hadn’t been sure if Dan would’ve wanted me to wake him up so he could go home to his own bed.

In the end, he’d looked so exhausted that I hadn’t wanted to disturb him. I’d carefully cleaned the lube and cum off his front, lain down beside him and pulled the comforter over both of us. It had taken me a little while to get to sleep, just because I’d been so aware of him lying right beside me.

Now, I carefully rolled onto my back and looked over at him. His head was still in the exact same place as last night on the pillow, but his body had twisted around to face me. The hand that had been on my ass now rested on my hip, long fingers just an inch from my morning erection. It twitched eagerly, but I ignored it.

Swallowing, I stared at his profile, fully awake now. He was so handsome it made my belly flutter. The way it had started to flutter every time he called me kitten, or flashed me his beautiful grin, or cupped my face as he leaned down to kiss me.

My throat bobbed again, heart beating a little faster.

Oh no.

I liked him.

A lot.

A burst of nervous energy had me carefully climbing out of bed, trying not to disturb him. Rubbing the sleep grit from my eyes, I left the bedroom and went into the bathroom to start my morning routine, trying not to think about the naked dullahan in my bed.

I turned on the shower so the water could heat up as I brushed my teeth. Once I was under the hot spray, some of the jitteriness in my gut melted away and my shoulders unclenched.

So I liked him. It wasn’t that big of a deal. And it was understandable. I was having sex with him. He made me feel great. Of course I was going to start liking him.

It’s fine, I told myself as I scrubbed my armpits with shower gel. Once you stop messing around with him, the feeling will fade and he’ll go back to being the annoying guy next door.

Except the thought of no longer doing this with him made my stomach twist into knots. I didn’t want to stop.

I didn’t like the thought of going back to just being neighbours. Never speaking to each other. Barely even seeing each other. Living completely separate lives aside from work, where we hardly ever interacted anyway.

I jumped and quickly turned around when I heard bare feet padding into the bathroom, my heel almost slipping. Dan ambled into the room naked, his head tucked under his arm as he yawned.

“Morning, kitten,” he rasped in a sleep-rough voice. My cock twitched at the sound of it.

“Morning,” I croaked back, trying not to stare too hard at his naked body.

He set his head down on the edge of the tub and lifted the toilet seat, idly scratching his chest. I huffed in amusement and turned back to finish rinsing off as he took a piss. I could feel his gaze on my ass, his head having a clear shot of me in the shower.

I finished up and turned the water off before he flushed, but before I could climb out, Dan’s headless body was getting in behind me. His cock twitched against my ass as his hands smoothed over my belly and up my chest.

I quickly looked over to see his head still resting on the edge of the tub. He grinned at me. I exhaled sharply when one of his hands slid back down my front to cup my balls.

Just a few minutes later, I had my palms flat on the shower wall as I gasped and whimpered while Dan’s conditioner-slicked fist shuttled over my cock at a fast pace. His equally slippery dick was sliding between my ass cheeks, rutting frantically as his other hand played with one of my nipples, lightly pinching and plucking.

His big body shuddered with pleasure against my back. I could feel his eyes on me from the edge of the tub. It was almost like there was a third person in the room, watching me fall apart, and the thought made me whine as I pushed back into him.

Dan’s hips stuttered as a guttural groan came from somewhere to my right. My cock throbbed in his fist when I felt his cum splashing onto my lower back, and then I was shaking and spurting my release onto the shower wall, my knees almost buckling.

As I pressed my forehead to my arm, trying to catch my breath, Dan turned the shower back on and carefully cleaned the cum off me, hands gentle and almost reverent as they smoothed over my skin. My breath hitched when he slid his hand between my ass cheeks to wash away the conditioner making me slick there. His finger glided back and forth over my hole a few times until it twitched, fresh pleasure spiking through me.

I wanted him to push his finger inside. His cock. I’d almost lost my mind when he ate my ass last night. I’d never felt anything like it.

Once I was clean again, Dan wrapped his arms around me from behind and lingered for a few seconds. I heard myself sigh, leaning back and resting my hand on his strong forearm. He smoothed his palm over my chest before slowly releasing me and reaching for his head.

“I’ll let you get ready for work, kitten,” he said as he stepped out of the shower, head now attached to the rest of him.

“’Kay,” I said vacantly, my legs trembling a little as I climbed out after him. “Uh… are you going in today?”

“Yeah. Want to make sure Vince is alright. He was in a shitty mood all weekend.” He handed me a towel and used another to quickly dry off.