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“I do.”

“It's a deal then. We can figure out the day, later.”

“Uh huh,” was all I managed to say, not realizing I was moving my face closer to his until our lips brushed lightly together.

His fingers ran over mine as he pulled the remote from my hand, and he quickly turned away from me. “You're horrible at movie picking. I'll choose today.”

“Good idea.” I let out an awkward laugh, pressing my fingertips to my mouth. There was no wondering or questioning whether I'd be able to kiss him when it was time to make our trade. I could practically taste the syrup from his lips and like everything so far, it was better coming from him.

He hit play onPretty Womanand scooted back toward the headboard, stretching out his legs. I moved beside him, and we lowered ourselves in bed. When he was finally comfortable on his side, I scooted behind him and wrapped my arm around his waist. It wasn't ideal when it came to watching the movie though, so I rolled to my back and he laid his head on my chest, wrapping his arm around my stomach.

We remained in the same position for most of the movie, and then he started pressing his erections into my leg. He looked up at me and touched my cock above my pants. I bit back a groan and resisted the urge to buck my hips.

“Looks like we share the same problem from earlier again.” He licked his lips and yanked down his pants. As he stroked his dicks, I freed myself from my jeans and underwear. He slid a little more on top of me, sliding my cock between both of his, and rocked his hips. We moaned in unison when he quickened his movements. The fiction was incredible. I’d never thought I could feel something so good. It was definitely better than my hand could ever feel. With the use of his hand, Nova squeezed his lengths tighter around mine, and I was on the verge of eruption. My breaths came out in pants.

My body tensed, my muscles feeling overstretched as I came, shaking. He continued using me to chase his own pleasure until he was covering my shirt with his cum. He went still on top of me and closed his eyes. “I think I preferred this way, much better.”

“Mm, yeah.” It was like he’d short-circuited my brain. I was somewhere, trapped between sleep and awake.

“Franky?” He ran his fingers through our combined cum on my shirt.

“Uh huh?” I asked, unable to keep my eyes open.

“Will you be my new master?”

“Hmm?”

“You teach me so much and take care of me. Feed me, offer to buy me things and give me a place to sleep when I don't have one. So, I just thought you could be my new master. You're everything I wished my old one was.”

Not fully taking in all his words, I nodded my head. “Yeah, sure.” What I was agreeing to, I wasn't a hundred percent sure. Something about taking care of him. Maybe he was thanking me again.

“Of course,” I said, so he was aware of how much I didn't mind helping him feel better.

He squeezed my stomach and rubbed his nose into my neck. “I'll make sure I'm as good to you as you are to me. It won't be like the last time. Because we are both different with each other.”

The only part of what he’d said that stood out to me was the end, about us both being different with each other. We were, and it was proof that being the same as others isn't always a good thing. Because what we had happening between us definitely was that—a good thing.

Comfortable and calm, I dozed off beside him. I didn't care about the mess we’d made that would be waiting for us in the morning—not the one on my shirt, nor the one coming our way from misunderstandings.

Eleven

Nova

Franky slept, and I went outside the base to collect flowers and leaves. I was able to find four different kinds of each. Some were more decorative than they were useful, but they were bright and beautiful so I thought Franky would enjoy them. He’d asked about what I saw out here, and I wanted to show him—the way he had tried to show me. Bugs jumped up and down in the grass, the buzzing, humming, and flapping of their wings loud in my ears.

I kept moving through the tall grass, collecting things, until something landed on my arm and bit me. I slapped at my skin and blood splattered everywhere. I didn’t mean to kill it, but I acted on instinct. Something was hurting me so I wanted to do what I could to get it off. Another landed in my hair as I bentdown to pick a purple flower that was shaped like the creatures bothering me. They did it as a defense mechanism, mimicking whatever creature around they found to be the strongest.

So, if they weren’t trying to look like me . . . then I needed to hurry up and go inside. I wasn’t safe out here anymore. The train was parked in front of the base, not set to go anywhere for a while, and the guards weren’t looking anywhere near me. I swatted at another bug fluttering in my face and yelped when teeth sunk into the skin of my neck. I shoved everything in my hands inside my satchel and rushed toward the base. I shouldn’t have wandered so far.

More of the same creatures swarmed around me. I was getting stung and bit all at once, missing all of them with my hands. “Help!’” I shouted.

One guard looked at me, but just kept watching as I continued to struggle. The last memory I had was of falling forward, and then everything went black.

“I got you,” a voice whispered in my ear. “You’re okay, Nova.” Loud grunts came from above me, and I had a headache from all the bobbing my head was doing. Opening my eyes hurt so I kept them shut for a little while longer as I was lifted higher.

“He could have died, and you all just stood there doing nothing.” Someone spoke again. I knew that voice, but I was out of it, and they sounded so distant. Warm arms wrapped tighter around me, and I snuggled into the comforting body, locking my arms around someone’s neck.

“Eh. One less of those freaks we have to worry about,” a raspier voice responded.

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