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Diablo is fully naked now, his eyes swiveling down to my erect cock sitting between my legs.
“God, you are so ridiculous.”
I shrug and then wince. “Not my fault you’re hot.”
His cheeks pinken at that and he turns away from me.
“Shut up. Stop lying.”
“Not lying. You’re so fucking hot. You totally do it for me.”
I can almost hear his eyeballs rolling in his head as I reach out and trace a line up his ass. His breath comes out a little shorter, and I do it again until he swats my hand away.
“Nope. No sex. Not until you’re better.”
“Doc said nothing about no sex.”
“Well…” he sputters. “I say it, now…” He waves at my bandage. “It’s a good thing that’s waterproof, or I’d have to give you a sponge bath.”
“Don’t tempt me with a good time.”
He stands up and tests the water before helping me stand and gingerly leading me inside. There are many sides to Diablo, but caregiver was not one I was expecting. The gentle way he washes me and bosses me around makes my heart swell with something unfamiliar.
“Now rinse your hair,” he says as I lean against the wall and sigh. Fuck I’m tired. This shower needs a bench.
“No closing your eyes. If you fall in here, you’ll take me out with you. And you don’t want me to die in the shower after all that. What a waste.”
I smile at him as I tilt my head under the water and let the shampoo run down my chest. And when I’m done, Diablo helps me out of the shower. I may be exhausted and slightly strung out, but my eyes can’t help but look at him.
And look, I do.
“Show me your ass again,” I say and Diablo pinches my arm gently.
“You’re a pervert. No.”
“Just turn around and show me.”
He wraps a towel around my head and shimmies it back and forth. I can see his dick waggling between his legs and my lips turn down into a frown.
“Why aren’t you hard?”
His movements stop as he quickly wraps a towel around his waist.
“Maybe I’m not into you anymore.”
Before I can respond, he’s leading me back to the bed and tucking me in. I can do nothing but let him.
“I’m going to get you something to eat.”
“Are you really not into me anymore?” I ask, feeling suddenly despondent. It’s so fucking silly, and yet here I am. A grown man who’s been through war and here I am, nearly crying over a little shit who may not like me anymore.
I’m ten years old all over again.
“Depends.”
My eyebrows rise, waiting for him to expand but he doesn’t. He just pulls on his clothes and rushes out of the room.
And I’m too fucking tired to wait for him to return. I just slip back into sleep.
