I can't believe I am so happy to be with Obelix, so completely in both mind and body. But then after all this time together, first as friends and now as lovers, I would never leave him, no matter how much we fight. No matter how many times he makes me angry. I could never leave, especially now, I belong to him, we belong completely to each other.
I've been sitting here for about an hour, we had a fight. But this time I actually left. I've never done that before. Usually there's some yelling and stomping of feet, but minutes later we forgive and move on. But this time I actually left. I don't know why I got so mad. I just did. And now I don't know what to do. I've been here long enough to cool down and see it was stupid to fight. So I might as well return. Hopefully Obelix has forgiven too.
What have I done? I've lost Asterix. But I can't lose Asterix! He's the only person I've ever felt close to. Like I truly belonged with him. And he is mine! He can't leave me! I have to bring him back. He, he can't leave me, I've claimed him. Maybe I need to claim him again, really prove to him that he is mine, even if by force. I won't hurt him, I can't. But he has to know he is mine and isn't allowed to leave me!
I walked through the door to our hut. Obelix was sitting on our bed. He looked like the sky had fallen on his head. He looked up straight at me.
"Asterix! You're not allowed to leave me!" Obelix ran toward me and grabbed me, hugging me tightly to his chest. He looked so lost, but his face changed to determination which confused me. "I'll never let you leave me."
"I'll never leave you, Obelix?" He was starting to scare me.
"Yes, Asterix, you'll never leave me!" He kissed me forcefully, I understood then. He planned to take me again, to brand me as his, it was the only way he knew how to make me his and force me to stay. I could still leave, I knew that, but I would be plagued with the memories over and over, making me want to return, to go back to his arms. But I didn't want to leave anyway. If it was the only way to calm Obelix, then I'd let him fill me either way, not like I didn't enjoy it.
He came back. I'll prove to him that he was mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. I may be pumping a bit too hard but he is mine! Asterix is mine! I'm going to cum, fill him up, claim him. One last pump. I love to see my claim slipping out from between his bum cheeks, Asterix is mine. All mine and he's never to leave. I can go again, but Asterix is tired. I've covered him in my cum and his. I should probably clean him up. But I like him, covered in my seed. I left a few marks across his skin, kissing creamy skin covered in marks. He is mine! I grit my teeth, never will I let him leave. Even if I have to keep him here from now on. I cleaned him up and tucked him in. I'll leave him to sleep. I'll get him a boar! For when he awakens. I will look after Asterix. For now and forever.
I awoke in the morning to a tinge down my spine. He was a bit rough last night, not serious but my backside will be sore all day. He must have been really scared I'd leave if he lost even that small amount of control. I know he always holds back, he could never hurt me purposely. Obelix does love me after all, that's why he can't help himself in the first place. He was so afraid; I always knew he relied on me. After all no matter what he always stood by my side and always followed me no matter how dangerous. But last night I truly saw how much he needed me, how he wouldn't let me go for anything. If I even tried to leave he'd bring me back, even forcefully if he had to and I wouldn't have the power to stop him. At the least, he'd follow me, never letting me out of his sight. Obelix is obsessed with me and partly that makes me happy but partly scared me too. I'm trapped. But does that matter?
Asterix smiled and turned to his Obelix. This was his life now and he was happy.