The Will To Leave [slash] 18 [boyxboy

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“I know you do sweetie. I know you do. As long as you’re here with me, I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

I pulled away from him slightly, searching his face.

“What’s a matter?” He whispered.

“You hurt me Allan.”

He winced.

“I know sweetie, and I’m sorry. I really am sorry.” His voice was filled with regret. I snuggled closer to him, cringing as the pain started to return. He held me for a little while longer before patting my back once. Then he sat up a bit, moving me with him.

“Oww…” I muttered.

“Come on let’s go get you in the shower,” He coaxed helping me get off the bed. He carried me into the bathroom and let me lean against him while he started the water then the shower head. I yawned putting my arms around his waist. “You sure warmed up to me fast. I though you weren’t gay.”

I immediately let go of his waist, straightening up. I ignored the pain that shot through my body, glaring at the floor.

“I’m not gay.”

“I was just an observation honey. There’s no need to get upset.” He soothed sticking his hand under the clear fount of water pouring down from the shower head. He brought his hand back and flicked the water in my face. I squealed and rubbed my face vigorously.

Once in the shower, he began washing my hair, massaging his fingers along my scalp. Then he stood me under the water, rinsing out all the soap.

He seemed hesitant before he started scrubbing my body, making sure that I wasn’t going to get upset with him. I leaned backwards against the dark blue tiled wall and sighed, blowing air through my lips.

“I wish I could stay with you,” I blurted before I could stop myself. “You’re kind to me.”

Allan smiled softly, rinsing my body under the water.

“Or are you just taking pity on me. Either way, I don’t care.” I sighed, blowing air through my lips to keep the water out of my mouth while I talked.

“I’m not taking pity on you Terrence.” Allan mumbled shutting off the water and getting out, handing me a towel. He dried himself off then stepped out of the shower, mussing his soaked hair in the mirror. I dried myself off up to my waist then wrapped the towel around me, standing in front of the mirror.

Dark purple bruise, bite marks, and hickeys were placed over my chest and neck, even some along my jaw line.

“I look like a whore.” I muttered to my reflection.

“No, you just look like you had rough sex.”

I stared wide-eyed at him. He laughed and flicked my nose. I wrinkled my nose then walked out of the bathroom, grabbing my clothes off the floor. I pulled on my boxers before dropping the towel, but when I turned around I felt a hand tracing my lower back.

“Where’d you get the tattoo?” Allan questioned letting me jerk away. I turned to face him.

“I got it my freshman year in high school. My girlfriend’s friend was doing tattoos in the kitchen. It wasn’t really my idea because I was drunk out of my mind. We got matching tattoos.” I shivered slightly placing my hand on my back where the pink paw print was located.

Allan rolled his eyes and walked into the closet in the room, walking out five minutes later completely dressed.

“Hungry?” He questioned as I slipped my hand shyly in his.

“Yes.” I mumbled staring at the ground as he brought our hands up to kiss the back of mine.

We walked down the stairs. A little girl was running down the hall, looking behind her. A dog chased after her. Before I could get out of the way she ran into my legs, nearly toppling backwards. But I caught her.

“I’m sorry miss.” She grinned.

I shifted uncomfortably. Allan chuckled next to me and the little girl giggled then called me sir.

A massive greyhound with a wide leather collar licked the tiny girl’s cheek. She giggled and pushed the dog’s face away.

“Penny, this is Terrence, Loki’s slave.” Allan introduced me.

I stared at him with wide-eyes.

“Don’t worry Terrence. Allan bought me.” She piped up, scratching the dog behind the ears.

I’m sure that by now my eyes were popping out of my eye sockets.

“She’s a kid Terrence.” Allan muttered in a get-your-head-out-of-the-gutter kind of voice.

Penny smiled up at me, taking my hand.

“Let’s go get you something to eat. You look so skinny!” She cried using her other hand to grab the greyhound by her collar and dragging us both into the kitchen where the smell of cooking bacon and eggs assaulted my nose.

“Deroda, can we have another bacon and egg biscuit?” Penny squeaked tugging on the apron of a large, black haired woman.

“Of course you can Penny dear.” Deroda smiled revealing slightly yellowed teeth.

She fixed me two bacon and egg biscuits then handed them to me, wrapped in a paper towel. I took the wrapper off them and took a large greedy bite, admiring the kitchen. The enormous greyhound stretched her head up to sniff my food.

“DIAMOND, BAD GIRL!” Penny scolded and the dog recoiled obediently.

Once I had finished eating I threw my trash away and let the little girl drag me into what looked like a game room. Allan was sitting on one of the couches with a video game controller in one hand and a beer bottle in the other. Loki was sitting next to him with a glass of his favorite wine, mine too.

“Want to play?” Allan held up his controller.

I shook my head, holding Penny’s hand. We walked farther into the room and I settled into a massive armchair with Penny in my lap and Diamond curled up at our feet on the floor.

The whole five hours we were in the room Loki ignored me. It was starting to piss Allan off.

I gave Allan a pleading look that begged him not to fight with Loki, especially about me. He nodded but huffed, sinking back against the back of the couch.

“Allan.” Penny squeaked poking the hickeys on my neck.

I winced. They hurt.

“It’s ok,” Allan told her, offering her the gaming system controller. She took it, staring at my neck till I covered it with my hands self-consciously.

“Come here Terrence.” Loki motioned me over. I stood reluctantly, leaving Penny in the chair. Loki pulled me into his lap, resting his chin on my shoulder, his arms resting on my legs, holding the controller.

I squirmed uncomfortably but otherwise kept still.

Suddenly Loki put the game on pause and jerked me up by my wrist, beginning to drag me out of the room.

“Loki, what’re you doing?” Allan sighed.

“We’re just going to talk.” Loki grumbled continuing to pull me out of the room.

Once we were back into the same room where Allan, Loki, and I had spent the first night.

“What?” I whispered standing as far as I could get from the bed.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, resting his head in his hands.

“I’m jealous of Allan, Terrence. I know you hate me. I’m not really as bad as you think.” He whispered almost inaudibly.

“Do you remember what you did to mean the first night I was here? Do you remember what you and Allan did to me last night?” I asked coldly.

Loki nodded without saying anything.

“If you really cared about how I feel about you then you would let me come to you when I want to. You can’t get mad when or if I don’t. Deal with it or go find someone else who will satisfy your body willingly.” I snapped at him wincing as I stuck my hand in my back pocket. It was still sore of course.

He stood slowly.

“Also, don’t cold-shoulder me again. I do get lonely.” I looked down at the ground.

“I’m sorry.” He whispered heading towards the door.

I offered him my hand.

We walked back to the game room hand in hand.