When Tyler's Ill...
Tyler's Pov
I legged it towards the bathroom falling to my knees as I grasped the seat and threw up. I was shaking and sweating all over. I felt a cool hand on my back and a wet cloth drabbed around my neck. I leaned back against Jeremy as he took hold of my elbows and hefted me up. "Can you stomach anything?" Jeremy asked.
I shuddered at the thought of food.
"I take that as a no" Jeremy lead me back into the bedroom pushing me down onto the bed getting behind me to place my head in his lap as he applied another cloth to my forehead, stroking my hair in a smoothing manner.
I smiled as Jeremy took care of me sick. But the position we were in I couldn't resist, even as he thought entered my head I was turned on. I wound my arms up around his waist and quick before he noticed unbuttoned his fly. "No" Jeremy swatted my hands off. "Not now, your sick" Then he moved, I flopped down to the bed watching him as he buttoned hiss fly back up and sat on the edge of the bed. "Jer come here please" I pleaded. "I wont do anything"
Jeremy sighed. "Try to sleep, okay?" He lifted the covers up and over me pulling them up to my chest then went into the bathroom to wet the cloths again placing them back.
"Stay with me" I grabbed his arm before I disappeared. "I cant go to sleep without you there"
"Okay" Jeremy smuggled in next to me. "Now sleep" Jeremy reached across and closed my eyelids shut.
And you know what, I didn't open them again, until I woke up. I even got a good nights sleep even ill, all because of Jeremy. My one and only.