Author's Note: Hello all! Wow, I can't believe how much positive feedback this story has been getting! Thank you all! Anyway, last time we left Silver running away from Cyan. What happens next? Will Cyan call the police on him, and what's this about needing an alibi? Find out!
Chapter Nine: Alibis
My heart felt like it would literally burst out of my chest.
I don' t think I have ever run that fast from Ecruteak back to Goldenrod before... but I had to.
I needed to keep away from him, from Cyan.
Well... that was easier said than done. I had to work with him! He could definitely call the police, and then I would end up going to jail for GBH... not something I had in mind right now.
It felt good to finally be in my apartment again, to feel safe.
It took me a while to get my breath back from all that running, and yet still those horrible images continued to resurface.
Why did he do that to me? I was beginning to think he was actually a nice guy, and then... he just changes completely.
I hated how he kept talking about Gold... like he was better than him in every way. Now Gold isn't perfect, he's far from it... but he is probably the only person who can actually get under my skin without me wanting to kill them.
That must count for something.
I sat down on my sofa with my head in my hands, wondering about what I should do next.
Later on I did have to work my shift at the store, but maybe I could call in sick?
At least it would give me time to sort everything out in my head, and besides... I could afford to lose a day's pay anyway.
Seeing Cyan so soon after what had just happened wouldn't do either of us any favours, and Red would definitely be asking questions about his busted up face.
Yeah... I'll call in sick...
I took a deep breath, trying to conjure up some sort of excuse.
I needed to sound sick at least, or cough a lot to make it seem plausible. But, Red wasn't very responsive so if I just said I was sick he would probably just believe me straight away.
Okay, it was now or never.
Chewing the inside of my lip I picked up my telephone and dialled the department store's number. I only had to wait a few seconds before someone picked up.
"Good afternoon Goldenrod Department, Red speaking, how may I help?"
I cringed.
Man he sounded like he really didn't want to be there...
"Hey Red... it's me..." I croaked out, coughing dramatically afterwards.
Maybe that was too much?
There was a pause for a moment.
"Hello me..." He replied in a monotonous tone of voice.
I rolled my eyes.
Okay, he was doing this on purpose.
"It's Silver you idiot!" I shouted into the receiver, and then I instantly remembered I was meant to be 'sick' so coughed loudly afterwards.
"I knew it was you..."
"Anyway... I was calling to tell you... I can't come to work today..."
I coughed once again, hearing Red sigh on the phone.
"You sound awful... well... more awful than usual..." Red replied sarcastically, and I literally wanted to go over there and give him a piece of my mind.
"You really know how to make someone feel good about themselves, you know?"
"So I am guessing you are sick then?"
I nodded, then realised Red could not see my actions through a phone.
Coughing again I responded.
"Yes...I've been like it all day..."
Deep inside I was smiling.
This was too easy, Red was so gullible.
"Then get off the phone and rest you moron" Red whined, and I immediately took offence to being called a moron.
"I had to call you to let you know! I can't just stay in bed and not tell anyone!"
I could imagine Red shrugging right now. He didn't care about anything, so he definitely didn't care about if I had called in sick or not.
"We can manage, you're not that important..."
I clenched my hand into a fist, longing to throw the receiver against the wall in rage.
How dare he say that! He was only covering shifts! It was him who wasn't the important one! Still... I was sick remember?
"Good... I'll see you tomorrow then..."
"I won't hold my breath."
Then he hung up on me.
Wait, I normally hang up! HOW DARE HE DO THAT?! I always hang up on people!
I just looked at my receiver in shock.
I swear Red had it coming next time I saw him.
Once I placed the receiver down I relaxed on the sofa, wondering about what I should do for the rest of the day.
I couldn't go out in case anyone at work saw me, or in case Cyan was stalking me again.
Shuddering to myself I closed my eyes.
The way he kissed me was so horrible...nothing like Gold. Gold's was tender, gentle... like he genuinely cared, Cyan's was... forced, like he was trying to control me.
I frowned to myself, hating how I didn't know it was coming.
I should have seen that look in his eyes, I should have known from those smiles he was giving me what his intentions were.
Opening my eyes I looked up at ceiling, suddenly feeling like I needed something, or more importantly someone.
Since when did I ever get emotionally dependent on anyone? Well... since I allowed him into my life in a way I couldn't control any more.
Truth be told... I needed him... I needed Gold here, I wanted to tell him what happened, I needed him to give me an alibi in case Cyan shopped me to the cops about me hitting him. Prison didn't sound like my cup of tea, to be honest.
Chewing my lip in annoyance I reached for my phone again, and then withdrew my hand immediately.
What the hell was I doing? I didn't need Gold here! I could fight my own battles!
I sighed, and ran my hands through my hair, trying to fight this ongoing battle in my head.
A part of me wanted to call him, to hear his voice again... yet another part wanted to just ignore everything and hide away in here for the rest of my life. Of course that was impossible.
Once again I outstretched my hand towards the phone, and paused.
What would I say?
Did I just want to talk?
Did I want to see him?
Oh God... why are things like this so damn complicated?
I swallowed hard, keeping my hand hovered over the telephone receiver, trying to edge myself to actually dial his number.
But, what was holding me back?
Gold and Cyan were similar looking, yes, but their personalities were very different.
Gold was the joker, the one who could literally get away with blue murder, and had a smile like butter wouldn't melt.
Cyan... I had him so wrong.
I thought he was a genuine person, some-one who was like me, someone who got bullied and managed to cope with it. No, he was just trying to screw with my head, and for what?
Did he know it was me who messed up his brother?
I dug my fingers into my head while I finally managed to pick up the phone.
Yes, I wanted to see Gold.
I needed to get those images of Cyan out of my head.
Slowly I dialled his number, and placed the receiver to my ear, hearing it ring.
It only rang for a few seconds before someone picked up.
"Good afternoon, this is Penis Enlargement's For You... how may I help?"
My eyes widened as I heard those words.
What the fuck? Oh typical fucking Gold!
I sighed, trying to hold back my annoyance in some way.
I should have expected this kind of response.
"Gold... DO YOU DO THAT EVERY FUCKING TIME SOME-ONE CALLS?!" I bellowed into the receiver, knowing he was probably holding it at arms length right now.
As if I had been worrying over this phone call, only to be greeted by that...
"SHIT! Silver?! I am so sorry! I thought you were a prank caller again..."
"Yes, because I obviously have nothing better to do than prank call people..." I shot back sarcastically.
There was a pause.
Why couldn't he think of something better to say than Penis Enlargment Services? Then again... I suppose the prank callers would not phone again if they heard that in their ears.
"I am sorry... and anyway, why are you calling me? I thought you made it quite clear you didn't want to talk to me, or see me after what happened..."
So did I.
Seemed like I actually needed him more than I would like to admit.
"I need to see you..." I mumbled, hating how it sounded.
It sounded like I couldn't cope without him being here, which was bullshit.
I only needed to make sure he would cover for me, and give me an alibi about the Cyan incident.
Gold chuckled down the phone.
"I never thought I would see the day that you would phone me and ask to see me."
"Gold, I am being serious. I need to talk to you about... something..."
I wouldn't tell him over the phone, that could wait until he got here.
"...about what we did?"
"No, not about that. About.. something else..."
I was getting frustrated with myself.
How had I let myself lose control like that, and hit Cyan?
He had probably already called the police and told them everything, and that was why I desperately needed Gold's co-operation.
There was another pause.
"... what have you done now?" He asked me, his voice sounding patronising.
"I don't want to discuss this over the phone! Can you.. come over?"
I seriously hoped he didn't have a busy schedule for today. Usually he never did anything, but it would just be my luck if today he was.
"I can...but you have to tell me what it is about."
I couldn't believe this!
I didn't want to tell him over the phone, but he was so stubborn.
Why was I even bothering?!
"Just forget it! I don't need your help!"
There was a pause.
"Silver... calm down. I will come round as soon as I can. Just try not to burst a blood vessel..."
I exhaled deeply, not realising I was holding my breath yet again.
Did I really care that much?
I placed my hand to my head, still not understanding my reasons behind wanting Gold here.
Yes I needed an alibi, but it wasn't that important, was it?
"Okay...try not to be too long..."
I didn't want to hear any more so I hung up the phone, glad that he wasn't the one who hung up on me.
I took a deep breath, and relaxed on my sofa, my eyes scanning the ceiling.
What would happen if I saw Gold, and for that moment I saw Cyan again? Or visa versa? I don't think my mind could cope with that trauma.
I rubbed my forehead, feeling like I was a trapped animal in a cage.
There was no way I could escape this problem, Cyan was not going to let this drop as easily as I would have liked.
No, I was sure he would continue to bother me, to harass me at work.
Maybe I needed to work somewhere else?
I could get a transfer to another department store... but the travel costs would be a serious injury to my bank balance. Was Cyan really affecting me that much?
I closed my eyes for a moment, wanting this agonising feeling to go away.
It was eating me up inside.
How I had foolishly believed everything Cyan had told me back at his house, how for that split second I was starting to sympathise with him.
I should have trusted my instincts, they were very rarely wrong. And even though today I could avoid him at work, I couldn't do that forever... there would be a time where I would have to see him again.
I sat up quickly and got to my feet, walking over to my living room window.
Moving the curtain aside I watched life pass me by.
There were lots of people bustling around to and fro, all of them seeming to be content with life right now.
I frowned.
They were out enjoying the great weather, and I was stuck hiding indoors.
I leaned against the wall, my eyes searching for any sign of Gold.
He said he wouldn't be long, but he did live quite a distance... unless he flew here or got a lift somehow. No, I wasn't that important in his life, he would probably just walk here.
As I sighed, and was about the walk away from the window I noticed a figure getting out of a car right outside my apartment.
It made me squint my eyes to see the figure clearer.
And then I swear I felt my heart flutter for that moment.
It was Gold... he was actually here...
I moved away from the window quickly, taking a deep breath.
Okay, I needed to figure out everything I wanted to say to him. Everything about Cyan... about how he told me his life story, and then about the kiss. Would he hate me? It's not as if I kissed him back in anyway...
I scratched the back of my head nervously, waiting for the knock at my door, waiting for any sign that Gold was here.
I didn't have to wait long.
I leapt up in shock when I heard his distinct knock on my front door, and for some odd reason found myself rushing to open it.
As I grabbed my keys out of my pocket and unlocked the door my world just seemed to turn upside down.
I had to hold onto the wall to keep my body upright.
My eyes widened as I felt my heart creep into my throat, starting to suffocate me.
I couldn't breathe!
"Hello... Silver..."
I didn't see Gold any more... I saw Cyan, standing there, with that same look in his eyes.
I froze, trying to force my lungs to breathe.
It wasn't working...
My legs felt like a dead weight as I diverted my eyes to the ground.
I couldn't look at him any more.
"Silver? Hey, are you okay?"
I closed my eyes, now fully hearing Gold's voice in my ears, and instantly I could breathe again.
My heart rattled angrily in my chest as relief washed over me.
Thank goodness...it wasn't Cyan.
"What the hell has got into you?" Gold asked, sounding rather concerned.
I managed to look up at his face, feeling relieved that it was definitely Gold standing here.
I didn't say anything, I couldn't. My voice felt like it would just fail me even if I tried.
So instead I just weakly moved to the side, watching as the dark haired boy walked inside my apartment.
As I closed the door slowly I paused, taking a deep breath.
Why did I see Cyan?
"Silver...you are worrying me. What's wrong?"
I turned to face him, looking into his amber eyes that sparkled in sadness.
He was genuinely worried over me.
I weakly shook my head.
"Nothing... it's nothing..."
"It seems like something to me, has something happened?"
I turned my head to the side, trying to remember to breathe at all times.
It seemed the incident had affected me more than I thought.
I felt Gold's hands on my arms, gently rubbing up and down, trying to get me to say something else.
"I...I can't..."
"It's okay, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to..."
I couldn't do it any more.
Limply I rested my head against his shoulder, while my heart weighed me down again.
It seemed like I was sinking into a pit of despair once again.
Then I felt his arms actually wrap around me, embracing me.
I had never been properly hugged before...I usually never let anyone hug me...but it was Gold, I could let him...
"Something is definitely wrong... usually you wouldn't let me do this to you." Gold joked, chuckling a little as he embraced me.
I ended up doing the same, only instead of hugging him it was more like clinging on for dear life.
Why was I falling apart? I never fall apart.
"Something... happened..." I murmured quietly as I could, feeling Gold's soothing heartbeat against me.
Slowly he started to rub my back.
"You can tell, me you know?"
"I... know..."
I closed my eyes, trying to figure out where I should start from.
From the beginning?
"...at work there was this... new guy...his name was Cyan..."
"Like the colour?"
"Yes... and he seemed really weird at first, and annoying as hell... but the weird thing was that he looks... just like you..."
Gold's body stiffened against me as I retold the story.
"...he doesn't act or sound like you though... and yeah it freaked me out at first...but after a while he didn't seem that bad. Then... this morning he goes and invites me to his house...and for some stupid reason I said yes...and he ended up telling me his life story... about how he got bullied and stuff, just like me...and when I actually thought he was an okay person...he..."
Gold moved slightly so he was looking at my face.
"Did he do something to you?" He asked sternly, a tone I had never heard in Gold's voice before.
I shook my head, and then realised that he actually did do something!
Gripping Gold's t-shirt I explained as best as I could.
"...he tried to kiss me..."
"What?"
I closed my eyes, wanting to block out the mental image that suddenly resurfaced.
"Yes... but I pushed him away. Then... he kept taunting me... talking about how he was better than you and that I should pretend he was you... so I ended up attacking him..."
Gold narrowed his eyes as I finally managed to look at him.
He seemed slightly confused, as well as annoyed.
"You attacked him, and you're feeling sorry about it? Can I ask why?! You attack me all the time and I usually haven't done anything, so God help that kid!"
"He might report me to the police for attacking him..."
Now Gold seemed to understand, and just pulled me closer into the hug, once again his hands gently stroked my back in smooth circles.
"...is that why you wanted to see me?"
I nodded weakly, feeling so very pathetic right now.
Was this what it felt like to break?
"Well...I won't let that happen. You wouldn't survive five minutes in prison."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence..." I shot back sarcastically, but deep within I was glad Gold was doing that.
Even though I had treated him so bad lately, and basically used him just for sex he was still here, comforting me when I actually needed it.
That meant something.
"Well... if it comes down to it I'll say you were with me the entire time, so then you won't get into trouble..."
I nodded again, closing my eyes as I inhaled deeply.
Okay... maybe I was secretly liking these hugs too much. I hadn't had a proper hug since my Mom left.
"But... still, if you ask me he got what he deserved!"
"I know...but I don't think this is the end of it..."
Slowly I moved away from the embrace, not wanting to be a complete idiot right now.
Gold just looked at me, his face expressed genuine concern.
"What, do you think he will try it on again?"
I shrugged, not really sure.
It could be worse next time, he could even try taking it out on Gold to get to me.
That was something I didn't want.
"I have a feeling things are going to get worse..."
"Did you tell him... about us?"
I smirked.
What the fuck was I supposed to tell?
Slowly I walked away, and sat down on my sofa, clasping my hands together.
"And what would I have said? We aren't in a relationship, we aren't lovers... we just have sex occasionally? Yeah, that would have made everything worse!"
Gold sighed and I heard his muffled footsteps edge closer to me.
His figure sat on the arm of the sofa, obviously not risking getting another beating off the springs.
"I suppose that is true...well maybe you should have lied?"
"I did lie! I said you were with Crystal!" I blurted out without thinking.
Gold's eyes widened as he tried so desperately hard not to burst out laughing.
"You said... Crystal was my... girlfriend?"
"I had to! He kept saying that you were really into me, and that we should be together and stuff! I had to think of something to get him to shut up!"
There was a brief silence as my eyes diverted to the carpet again.
Yes, okay it was stupid to say that, but I wasn't great of thinking up excuses on the spot.
I felt the sofa move again and Gold sat beside me, a little too close for comfort.
"How the hell does he know what we do?! Is he some crazy stalker or something? Or does he have a camera in your bedroom?"
I looked at Gold incredulously.
Cyan wasn't that bright, he would never be able to get away with doing that.
"I don't think either of us are that important for a camera show Gold..."
Gold placed a hand to his chin, raising his eyebrows.
Okay, he was seriously thinking about that?!
I sighed, and placed a hand to my head in disgust.
"Don't even think of saying anything!" I warned.
He just shrugged and smiled.
"What happened to the soft side of Silver I saw a few minutes ago?"
I frowned.
"That was a one off...I don't make a habit out of hugging people"
Gold's smile seemed to get wider, if that was possible.
"...but why? Didn't you like hugging me?"
That wasn't the reason! I couldn't go around doing that all the time, people would start thinking I had lost my touch or something.
I was desperate for that moment, that was all.
"Gold..."
"I liked hugging you..." He murmured in a quiet voice.
"You like a lot of things Gold..."
He nodded in response.
"Well... I like doing a lot of things with you..."
I turned to face him, watching his expression.
He was deadly serious.
Was Cyan right after all? Was Gold really into me? Did he like me more than just friend's with benefits?
I watched as he raised a hand to gently touch my face.
I moved away in response. It was just out of habit.
"...I know you like doing things with me too..." He cooed softly, withdrawing his hand.
I looked away, knowing exactly what he meant.
Okay... yes... I did enjoy it when we had sex... only because he was so good at it.
"Are you trying to suggest something here?" I enquired.
Gold shrugged, but continued to smile.
"Maybe I am...and it might help you take your mind off things for a while..."
He did have a point, but still...why was I having second thoughts?
Usually it wouldn't have mattered, Gold would have just casually lead me to my room and then we would've fucked senseless all afternoon.
No, this time I felt like I couldn't do it.
Gold had come here to listen to me, to be here for me. To just use him once again... I didn't want to do that.
"I can't..."
I felt Gold's hand rest on my shoulder, and I tensed up immediately.
"Why not?"
"It just feels... wrong..."
And it would.
Now, when I hugged Gold that actually felt right. To have sex with him with it meaning nothing? I wasn't sure if I could do that any more.
"But... I thought you liked it?" Gold asked, not seeming to understand where I was coming from.
Were things really that simple for him?
I brushed his hand off my shoulder and sighed.
"I did..."
"So what's changed? Is it because of that Cyan guy?"
I frowned.
Was it? Was that what the problem was? Maybe I just needed to relax or something...
"You seriously need to relax...it's not going to do you any favours by over thinking about it..."
"Don't you think I know that?" I retorted in annoyance.
It wasn't my fault that the images in my head wouldn't go away.
It wasn't my fault that I was worried I would see Cyan fucking me instead of Gold.
It wasn't my fault...
"Then let me help you..." Gold cooed into my ear, which made me look at him.
He was deadly serious about this.
Maybe he saw this arrangement as literally just sex, no feelings involved, no strings attached. But, my conscience didn't like that.
So, I needed to prove to myself that I felt something.
I needed proof that if I kissed Gold, and it literally made my heart flutter then there were feelings there, feelings I couldn't just ignore any more.
"Gold..." I mumbled, not feeling like I could go ahead, and just kiss him.
I needed him to make the first move.
"What is it?"
I closed my eyes momentarily before looking back into his.
"...kiss me..."
He paused for a moment before realising I was being serious.
Slowly his face neared mine as I watched his eyes close.
I took a deep breath, hoping, praying that it wouldn't mean anything, that I wouldn't feel anything.
But as his lips slowly and delicately brushed against mine I couldn't help but feel slightly light headed.
This hadn't happened before... usually it was fierce, lust driven and messy...no, this was... different.
I closed my eyes wrapping my arms around the dark haired boys neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss.
I never realised all the small details until now.
I never realised how soft his lips were against mine, how good he tasted in my mouth, and how my heart was slowly losing the will to live.
It was only a sex arrangement, nothing more...so why was I feeling these... feelings?!
I fell backwards on my sofa, pulling Gold with me so he was laying on top of me, fingers now becoming lost in my hair.
I opened my mouth slightly as his tongue effortlessly entered my mouth.
I didn't want this to stop... I didn't want Gold to go and leave me all alone in this dingy apartment any more. I didn't want to keep hitting him, or lashing out at him.
Maybe... I needed to do this for myself, to finally be able to accept some-one.
I heard Gold groan into the kiss as his body weight pushed me deeper into the sofa.
I didn't care though, in fact I was enjoying this.
My heart quickened it's rhythm in my chest, making me feel a little nauseous.
Well, I wasn't used to this!
As we both broke the kiss for that moment I just stared into his eyes, hating myself for feeling so attracted to this idiot.
He smiled, and for that moment I wanted to smile too.
But I couldn't.
I was so unsure of how I felt right now, how Gold was affecting me so much.
This wasn't me losing control any more, this was me being honest with myself. It was the hardest thing I would ever have to do.
"Wow..." Gold mumbled shyly, aimlessly playing with strands of my hair.
A part of me wondered if he was aware of what he was doing.
But I didn't care.
And now I wanted to.
I wanted to forget about all that had happened today, and Gold would be the only person capable of doing that.
Tugging on this t-shirt desperately I literally pleaded;
"Take me to bed... Gold..."
His eyes widened.
"Are you serious? But... I thought you-"
"-you heard me. I want you to make me forget..."
I didn't need to ask him twice.
I watched as he grabbed my wrist, and pulled me off the sofa so he could so effortlessly take me to my bedroom.
Once again, he was in control of this, but this was what I wanted. I didn't want to be the bad guy this time.
Laying down on my bed I released a sigh, still feeling a little tense about the whole Cyan thing.
Gold didn't lie down beside me, he sat up and looked at me.
I watched as he smiled.
"Still worried about that Cyan guy, huh?"
I just weakly nodded, wanting to punch myself for agreeing.
But Gold didn't say anything.
Instead his fingers started to unfasten my jeans.
I felt my face heat up even more than what it was, and a violent flutter surged through my stomach.
"Gold!" I instantly cried out, wondering how the hell my voice got that high pitched.
"What?" Gold asked innocently "I know you enjoyed this the last time..."
His eyes focused back on the task at hand, and nervously I bit my lip.
It really was just a sex arrangement wasn't it? No feelings, no emotions, no anything.
Soon enough I discovered that he had pulled my jeans and my black cotton boxers down, and they were limply hanging around my ankles.
I lay back on the soft pillow, looking up at the ceiling, trying to steady my breathing.
That was working fine, until I felt Gold's lips around my semi hard erection.
I closed my eyes immediately, feeling myself harden almost straight away.
Why did Gold always do this to me? Did he have the devil in him today?
I also had no idea what to do with my hands right now, a part of me wanted to hold him in some way, but right now they were just hanging limply at my sides.
Okay, I'll grab the bed sheets instead.
As his tongue continued to tease my sensitive organ I could feel myself wanting to moan, wanting to create any sort of noise to let Gold know that I was really enjoying this.
He was so good... the feelings he gave me...it made me want to scream until my lungs burned...but it was only a release, it didn't mean anything...
"G-Gold..." I groaned, feeling his hands start to gently massage the inside of my thighs.
This was torture!
It felt twice as good this time than the last, maybe it was because Gold knew my body better, he knew what I liked, and how to make me scream.
It wouldn't take long...
I tilted my head back further, now burying my fingers in Gold's black hair, trying so hard to keep it all together.
My hips accidentally bucked upwards causing me to thrust gently into his mouth.
I couldn't help it! I was so close...
"Shit, Gold," I breathed, biting my lip "...I'm... gonna..."
I was cut off almost immediately by the overpowering euphoria that flooded my system.
I couldn't help but moan out loud, tightening my grip on Gold's head as I released.
Once I finally managed to breathe again I let my hands fall limply to my side, and opened my eyes.
My once hard erection was still twitching but, was now starting to become limp.
Gold wiped his mouth on the back of his hand, and just looked at me.
My heart continued to pound in my chest as I tried to get my breath back.
As I looked into Gold's eyes, I swear I saw something, a small glimmer of hope.
"Gold..." I murmured, struggling to even speak right now.
"Yes?"
A part of me didn't want to say this, but I had to.
"Did you...feel anything while doing that to me?"
I watched as he raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"Feel.. anything?" He repeated.
"Yes, like... feelings... or emotions..."
Gold went silent, like he was almost afraid to tell me what was on his mind.
His eyes diverted away from me.
"It's just a sex arrangement Silver...isn't this what we both wanted?"
And as I felt a part of me die inside I struggled to nod weakly.
"Yes...it is..."
And as the afternoon slowly faded into evening, and my bedroom starting to become cloaked in a soft blanket of darkness I watched the dark haired boy sleep soundly in my bed beside me, completely unaware.
It was just sex...it didn't mean anything...so why did I keep thinking about it?
It was amazing when I felt him inside me, it was as if we were complete, a whole, like it was meant to be.
And then, it was so easily ripped apart again.
But this was what we both wanted, that was true. So why couldn't I sleep?
Why couldn't I rest in my bed with Gold?
We had just had the best sex ever and now...I felt like I just couldn't relax again.
I kept replaying in my head, over and over again.
At how he held me while we kissed...
How he so gently entered me and made sure I was okay before he made any attempt to move...
How he would kiss my cheek or my nose when he was thrusting effortlessly inside me...
How I would moan so loud and hold him so close to me, praying that a part of him felt what I did at that moment,,,,.
How good it felt to release, knowing he was the one who had caused it...
I frowned, looking at Gold sleeping soundly amongst my bed sheets.
What was I supposed to do now?
Right now, I just wanted to do the most unexpected thing ever. I wanted to snuggle against him, to feel safe...
Maybe this wasn't just an arrangement for me...and the more this went on the more likely that was becoming.
It was true.
Deep inside I was almost sure that I was falling...so uncontrollably in love with him...
Author's Note: Credit to my silly boyfriend for the Penis Enlargement prank :) It made me laugh, so I assumed you guys would too. Poor Silvy, looks like things are started to make sense for him. He's falling in love with Gold. What will he do? Will he confess? Thanks again to all of you!