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“Okay,” Clancy said in reply once he’d seen it. “You go rest. I’ll, uh, try to do some reading. Maybe I can figure out something for you. You know. Maybe.”
Vitruvius didn’t bother saying anything else. He wanted to go to sleep for another few decades and wake up, hopefully having forgotten all about this. He had no desire to do anything at all and—
“Hey, did you…” Clancy cleared his throat. “Did you maybe wanna cuddle?”
Okay, he could use a cuddle.
“Yes, please,” Vitruvius managed to whisper. “Please.”
Clancy grabbed the cover from his desk and then took it to his bed, gently setting it down on the bedside table. “Here. I don’t know exactly how this works, but I figured you’d need to be close.”
Vitruvius patted the bed, making sure the sheets moved where Clancy would see.
“Right.” Clancy smiled. “Just, uh, one sec. Still gotta brush my teeth and stuff. You just stay here and I will be right back.”
Vitruvius watched Clancy head for the bathroom, noting that he’d taken a pair of pajama pants with him. He ignored the temptation to peek in on him, and he decided he’d get to see everything he wanted to eventually. They’d been pretty close before he’d gotten so upset by that stupid red book.
He was confident he could try again with more success, but…
After a nap.
He listened to Clancy shuffling around in the bathroom, and he let himself stretch out across the cool sheets. He could make himself quite small, which is how he fit inside the book on the shelf for so many years. It had been so long since he’d moved around, he’d honestly forgotten how tall he was.
His feet hung off the bed when he stretched out to his full height, and he wished he could see himself. He considered looking in the mirror and trying to force his face to materialize, but he forgot all about doing anything when he saw Clancy walk back into the room.
Clancy’s chest was broad, his belly round, and Vitruvius wanted to immediately suck on his nipples. He was actually glad Clancy couldn’t see him because he was certain he was drooling.
“Okay. So, I’m going to the side by the table and gonna try not to sit down on you.” Clancy carefully sat, glancing back at the bed. “You good?”
Vitruvius was already on the opposite side, and he rolled over to touch Clancy’s arm. He was so warm and soft, and he urged Clancy to lay down so he could hold him.
Clancy chuckled. “Big spoon kinda guy, huh? All right, all right. That’s fine by me. Sorry if I snore though.” He pulled the covers up over them and then slid his hand over Vitruvius’s, snuggling back into his arms. “Wow. You’re a lot bigger than I thought you were.”
Vitruvius shrugged.
“Good night, Vitruvius. Sleep well.”
“Good night,” he whispered, kissing Clancy’s shoulder.
He listened to Clancy’s breathing slow as he fell asleep, and yes, Clancy did snore. Vitruvius didn’t mind. He’d slept through worse noises than that at the bookshop, and he did so enjoy holding Clancy close. He let himself drift off, and he hoped he had enough strength to have sex with Clancy in the morning.
The thought made him smile, lecherous as it was, but he really did like Clancy.
Clancy was handsome and kind, and his love of books was wonderful. It was charming how much care he put into restoring them, and Vitruvius knew his book could not have been bought by a better person. It was lucky.
Almost too lucky, really.
He tried not to think about it too hard, focusing his thoughts on much happier things.
Like sex.
Vitruvius dreamed of Clancy pounding him into the wall, and he was surprised how real the dream felt. He could feel the heat of Clancy’s pounding cock, his warm breath tickling the back of his neck, and…
Claws digging into his hip.
No, it wasn’t…
It wasn’t Clancy.
