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We finish eating in silence and I clean the table while he washes the dishes. Shoving my hands in my pockets, I try to warm up.
"Here, allow me." Grabbing my wrists, he tugs me against his body and wraps his arms around me, blowing warm air down my shirt.
Yeah, I can keep my distance starting tomorrow.
Seven
Rorian
Not following him into his room last night was hard. I paced around outside his door for over an hour, hoping he'd open it and tell me he was cold. It never happened. I finally fell asleep for a short while, winning against the urge to break down his door. Now I'm up hours earlier than him, cooking enough food for an army. Not knowing what else to do with my time after getting dressed, I rummaged through the cabinets and took out a box of pancake mix. After setting a huge stack on a plate, I cooked some bacon and scrambled some eggs, then peeled potatoes.
Now, too full to eat anymore, I go to the living room. Instead of bothering with the remote again, I pick up a strange device on the coffee table. I turn it every which way, trying to figure out what it's supposed to be for. There's a title and picture of a half-naked man with horns on the front. The image resembles a book cover—the author's name is at the bottom. Weird. I push all the buttons on the side until a light comes on and words show up.Page 239is written in the bottom corner.
The little I read in front of me has me so curious, I try to figure out how to… I don't know, turn the page? Do books not exist anymore? Is this what they've become—some lit up, complicated, hard square? Resting my thumb on the screen has the words changing to new ones. Ah, so that's how you do it. I read some more and tap the screen every time I reach the bottom.
The big green demon rubs the tip of his bulbous cock over my lips and I moan as the taste of a generous amount of precum lands on my tongue. Tugging at my hair, he forces my eyes to meet his and—
"What are you doing?" The voice from behind me has me dropping the device to the floor.
"I was bored waiting for you, so I came out here to explore a little. Try to figure out all these new gizmos. Maybe surprise you with knowing how to put on a movie."
"You were reading my Kindle. Wait… Did you read it? Please say you were only looking at it and didn't actually figure out how to turn it on." He rubs his temples, his face turning a pretty shade of red.
"What's a Kindle? And am I not supposed to know about the kind of books you like?"
"It's something you read on. It says it at the bottom." Tugging at his hair, he groans. "You… you're… Did you read it or not?"
Thinking about how the human was slowly taking a demon cock in his mouth on the page I left off on, I grin. "I did. It was lying out and I didn't realize it was yours. Do you always read about humans sucking big green demon cocks?"
His cheeks turn brighter and he grinds his teeth. "I forgot to put it away and no. Do you usually go through other people's things?"
Holding my hands up in defense, I stand up. "I'm sorry, I didn't know what it was and assumed it was something left for a guest's entertainment, like the TV."
"Well it's not." Shoving me away when I try to touch him, he bends down and picks up the… Kindle. Is that right? "And I'd appreciate it if you didn't look at my stuff unless I give you permission, which I did not."
"Okay. I won't. I really am sorry. I didn't realize how touchy you'd be about your books but I guess I can understand why. I don't think others would be as delighted as I was to know that you like demon dick."
"Rrrr. That's it," he bites out. "I'm going out. I think you and I need some space apart."
Frowning, I look toward the kitchen. "But I made breakfast."
"I'm not hungry," he snaps, grabbing a jacket from the closet and slipping on his shoes a little too forcefully.
"I can put it away for you if you'd like and you can warm it up later," I suggest, following him toward the door.
"You can if you want."
"I didn't mean to upset you, sweetheart. Tell me what I can do to stop you from leaving."
Turning around, he tugs on his bottom lip with his teeth before responding again. "You can't, and I'm not your sweetheart."
My heart sinks. Just when I thought we were getting closer, he takes two steps away from me. He opens the door, pausing in front of it and looking at me again. "Look, I know you didn't mean to do it and I'm not mad at you. I just think being cooped up in this house is getting to me and I need to get out for a bit. Sightsee a little. Do some shopping."
"I could go with you."
His bottom lip trembles but there's also a little light in his eyes. "The company would be nice but you seem to forget how impossible that is." His shoulders slump and my heart thumps. Does he want me to go? Am I seeing what I want to see? It's a problem of mine apparently. "I won't be long, I promise."
"Okay. I'll see you when you get back then."
