There seems to be a bit of confusion! We're not stopping ANY of our Adommy stories, we're just drifting into this couple as well. We will be finish all our prior stories. No worries :)


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Adam's P.O.V.

We walked slowly through the forest as the creature nibbled on my arm. I didn't really mind at all. So I would look down at him and smile every now and then, sometimes I would laugh. He was actually quite cute for a human with tiger ears and a tiger tail. And yes, I'm gay. Shut up.

But this, this creature (I don't know what else to call him!) was amazing and just plain fascinating to me. I loved the way he would nibble on my arm or my sleeve or my fingers. He didn't have the sharpest teeth, but sometimes I would flinch from the pressure he was putting on my skin. But I made sure he didn't notice. I didn't want to make anything uncomfortable…

We walked further, and my foot stepped on a twig, making a loud snap under my foot. The male's head beside me snapped up and he looked nervous and a little scared. "It's okay," I said slowly, trying to use some hand movements but ending up looking like a retard. I didn't think he spoke English. "I won't hurt you." His face relaxed and I smiled, pulling him along as his mouth met my arm again.

As we walked more, I could feel us coming to the edge of the woods. I could see the exit through the dark brown trees only about 20 feet away.

When we finally reached the end of the woods, I stepped out into the light and looked at the house that stood in front of me. Nothing too fancy. A two-story house for me. Just me, though. It got lonely sometimes, but I always ended up fine. But maybe I would be able to have a new housemate soon, that is, if my new friend agreed to it…

Anyways, my house was a light shade of blue, with white, thick, columns on the back porch. Like I said, nothing too fancy. Except for the fact that it was big. Very big.

The small man's mouth removed from my arm as he stared up at the building in front of us, wide eyed, obviously amazed by it. I chuckled, practically having to DRAG him through the wide backyard to the door. I had left it unlocked, because I knew I would be back soon.

As we entered, the man still was wide eyed, staring at the leather couches and forty-inch flat screen TV. I wanted to know his name so badly, but I was afraid he would not understand my English.

A few minutes later, I decided to show him around the house. I started at the living room, pointing and saying, "Living Room." He tilted his head, looking confused. I repeated myself and sighed. This was going to be hard.

It took about thirty minutes of him nibbling on my shirt and me trying to teach him English before we got to the last room. My room.

"This is my room," I said, smiling at him. His eyes widened and he smiled, letting go of my shirt and running over to big king sized bed and plopping down on it. I laughed, walking over to him and smiling. He looked tired. Maybe he was trying to sleep. I sighed again, watching his eyes close slowly. His curled up figure breathed evenly. I kissed the top of his head before walking back over to the door. "Sleep well," I whispered.

I flipped off the light and left the room.