Arriving home from the party, Nigel was tired but Chad was still rather lively. Nigel walks into the bedroom and begins to get his pajamas on and go to sleep.
"Well today was certainly fun, wasn't- WOAH!" Nigel suddenly feels himself pulled onto the bed. He is turned over and sees Chad on top of him, with absolutely no clothes on.
"Tonight can be fun too, Nigel." Chad quips in seductive tone.
"Well, maybe we just cuddle?" Nigel asks, laughing nervously.
"Oh come on. It's been a while and I'm fuckin' horny." Chad whines.
"Yes… I can see that." Nigel quips, scaling Chad all over.
"Well, can't you at least help me with this?" Chad begs.
"I just wanna go to sleep. Please? I'm tired. How about tomorrow night." Nigel counters.
"Fine." Chad sighs, getting off of Nigel.
"We can still cuddle. I'll be the little spoon… as usual." Nigel offers, saying the last part under his breath.
"Just give me… 5 minutes to get this taken care of and I'll cuddle." Chad says walking into the bathroom.
"Yeah you go do that." Nigel says, closing his eyes.
About 3 minutes later, Chad walks out of the bathroom to find Nigel fast asleep. Sauntering over to his sleeping boyfriend, he crawls into bed and cuddles his arms around his waist.
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard tomorrow." Chad whispers before falling asleep.
True to his word, the following night had ended up leaving Nigel sore from what Chad had done. For Nigel, Chad was usually a tender lover. However this time it seemed to overwhelm him.
"Was that good enough for you?" Chad boastfully asks.
"A little rough for my taste." Nigel replied, too sore to move. Noting this, Chad proceeded to massage Nigel's back and ass.
"Don't worry, babe. I'm not gonna be that rough again. And luckily you don't have work tomorrow. So you can rest." Chad says, while still gently massaging Nigel.
"Well, that's a relief." Nigel says, drifting off to sleep.
After washing up, Chad comes back into the room and notices Nigel's phone is ringing. Ever the suspicious type, he picks it up to see that Rachel is calling.
"That fucking cunt. She doesn't heed warnings, does she? She is getting on my last… fucking… nerve." He says to himself before answering the phone.
"What the fuck do you want, Rachel?" He rudely asks.
"Nigel I was… wait, Chad? Are you fucking kidding me? What are you doing?!" Rachel snaps.
"Bitch, I could ask you the same question. What did I tell you about Nigel? He's mine. You can't have him. Get that through your thick fucking skull." Chad snaps, walking into the other room, so as not to wake up Nigel.
"Fuck you, ya sack of shit. Nigel can talk to whoever he wants. He's not your property. People can talk to him whenever they damn well please." Rachel states.
"Not right now they can't. Because I fucked his goddamn brains out and he's tired. My man needs his rest. So if you don't mind…" Chad taunts.
"And you called ME a cunt? Fuck you." Rachel says, sounding as if she's about to cry.
"Yeah I did. Because I'm faithful to Nigel and you're trying to take him from me." Chad snaps.
"Could ya tell him I called just to say hi?" Rachel sighs, admitting defeat in the argument.
"Whatever." Chad hangs up the phone and walks back into the bedroom. Putting the phone back where it was, he crawls into bed and pulls Nigel close to him.
Nigel rolls over, unknowingly burying his face into Chad's chest. Chad then wraps his arms around his sleeping boyfriend and says to himself, "All mine."
The next day, Nigel wakes up to find that Chad has left for.
"Couldn't have at least woken me up so I could say goodbye? Or a note?" Nigel whines, feeling slightly used.
After letting out a depressed sigh, he then grabs his phone and begins to scroll through it. He then comes across his recent calls and sees the call from Rachel from last night.
"Rachel called me? Hmmm, maybe I answered it in my sleep." He suggests to himself. He then hits the call button to call her.
"Hello?!" Rachel answers nervously.
"Hey Rachel, it's Nigel. Are you okay." Nigel asks curiously.
"Yeah I'm… I'm fine. How are you?" She asks.
"Eh… I'm okay. Just saw you called me last night and I must've answered it in my sleep." Nigel answers.
"Um… you didn't, Chad did." She bluntly answers.
"Chad did? Why would he do that?" He asks.
"I know why, but that's something I wanna tell you in person. Could we meet up at some point later today?"
Rachel asks.
"Um sure, what time works for you?" He asks, accepting the offer.
"Well how about tonight, I get off at 4:30. Let's meet at The Fours." Rachel suggests.
"In Quincy?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, I can do that." Nigel says.
"Thank you. And listen, could you not tell Chad you're coming to see me? I don't wanna be yelled at by him again." Rachel requests.
"Um… sure. I'll see you then." Nigel says.
"Thank you, Nigel. I'll see you tonight." She then ends the call.
Nigel puts his phone down and rubs his eyes.
"Oh for fuck's sake. Why can't the two of them just get along?" He asks himself. He then lies back down to get another hour or so of sleep, still tired and sore from the previous night.
A shorter chapter than usual, but it's building up to something big coming in the next chapter. Until then happy reading.
P.S. Reminder that the story takes place in Massachusetts, my home state.