Chapter 4

The First Time

As Percy expected, Dedan was furious. As he stood in the boss's office, Dedan started throwing things around the room. He flipped his desk and threw it against the wall before punching holes in it, then he broke the door with his chair. Percy didn't dare to move out of fear that something might hit him. By the time Dedan calmed down, he had already wrecked his entire office.

"TRIPLE SHIFTS! STARTING NOW!" Dedan screeched. He pointed to the broken door, hands shaking out of pure frustration. "NOW GET OUT, YOU FUCKING USELESS PIECE OF SHIT!"

Percy left as quickly as possible. He felt exhausted just thinking about how much work he would have to do, but at least he was alive. It was a good thing that he took that nap in Zone 2 because he was required to get straight to work instead of going to bed.

Months passed without seeing Patrick and Percy was starting to lose hope. He was starting to think that he'd never see him again. The constant work kept Percy busy, but he never complained. He knew that he brought this on himself and was willing to accept his fate. But he never stopped writing Patrick. These days, Patrick's letters were the only thing that kept him going. They kept his hope alive through the harsh weeks of brutal labor. It'd been almost a year since Patrick's first letter to Percy, and he wanted to do something special for their anniversary, but he wasn't sure if he'd ever get the chance to.

Finally, the day came where Dedan let up on Percy's punishment (after being reminded by a friendly merchant on several occasions that Elsens need rest to be productive).

Percy's punishment may have been over, but he kept up the work. Dedan started to become annoyed with how much work Percy was doing. He did the work so well that a few Elsens took time off. Seeing Elsens slack off wasn't something Dedan particularly liked, so he called Percy into his office.

"What in the Queen's name are you doing?!" he screeched.

Percy shrugged, "I thought that I should try to keep up the good work. I've kind of gotten used to the work load."

Dedan started to grind his teeth, "You're taking other people's job's is what you're doing! That needs to fucking stop right now!"

"Does that mean you're giving me time off, sir?" Percy looked up at Dedan with a small glimmer in his eye. Dedan seemed a little surprised at that remark.

"WHAT?! THE HELL I AM!" He could see Percy start to slouch a bit from the rejection. "FINE! If that's what it'll take to get you to calm the FUCK down, then, yeah, you can have a day off. BUT JUST ONE DAY!"

Percy's heart almost stopped. He knew this meant that he was being given another chance to see Patrick and the timing couldn't be better. After all, their anniversary was tomorrow. Percy thanked Dedan and left with a skip in his step.

Percy wanted to take his relationship with Patrick to the next level. He remembered the stuff that he saw Lucas doing with Dedan and shivered. The thought of being able to do that with Patrick was a very promising thought, but he didn't know where to begin. There was only one person he could ask about this matter. Percy went straight to the post office where he saw Perry sorting through the mail.

"Hhh… Oh, hey, Percy! You on break?" Perry smiled at Percy while organizing the letters.

"Yeah, you could say that." Percy didn't even look in Perry's direction. "Say, where's Lucas? I need to talk to him about something."

"Oh if you want to see Lucas, then you'll want to go to the 9996 floor," Perry said while pointing to the elevator.

Percy waved in thanks and went to Lucas' floor. Once there, he found Lucas at his desk in his office.

"Hhh... Uh... Hey, Lucas," Percy said in a nervous tone, "Can I talk to you for a sec?"

"Uh, sure." Lucas said while glancing up at Percy. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Hhh..." Percy stood there fidgeting with his hands. "It's about a personal matter. I kind of need some advice and you're the only person I can think of asking."

"What about?" Lucas looked confused, but waved him over anyway.

"Well I saw you with the director-"

"Ah," Lucas interrupted. He suddenly stood up and walked to the door. He looked outside into the hall and put a sign on the door before closing it. He sat back behind the desk, looking embarrassed and amused. "Hhh... I, uh, figured as much. You weren't being, um, inconspicuous."

"Um, so how do you do that... whatever it was you were doing?" Percy seemed genuinely curious.

Color rose to Lucas' cheeks and he shook his head.

"Hhh… I wouldn't suggest doing that right away," he said while refusing to make eye-contact with Percy. "We… uh… we had to work towards that for… a long while. So we did other stuff first."

"Other stuff?" Percy wanted Lucas to elaborate more on this.

"Well..." Lucas started.

After Percy got the information that he needed, he started to head home. He wanted to get ready for the big day.

The night came and went, and as the sun rose, so did Percy. He was so excited to start his day off that he couldn't wait. He had the day all figured out - it was only a matter of setting the plan in motion. As he got on the train, Percy kept thinking about his plan. The more he thought about it, the more it seemed like a good idea. He looked out the window, watching the wide empty space go by when he arrived at Zone 2. He stepped off the train and went straight to the mall. As he entered, he could see Zacharie behind the counter.

Zacharie looked up at the eager Elsen.

"Hey there me amigo! Glad you could make it. Your little boyfriend has been quite down in the dumps lately, but I'm sure now that you're here those feelings may change."

Percy didn't know that Patrick was feeling sad. He wondered why Patrick didn't say anything in his letters. He thanked Zacharie for telling him, then left for the second floor. Once there he saw Patrick sitting on one of the crates looking sullenly at a piece of paper. Patrick noticed movement from the corner of his eye Percy approached him and he looked up. Patrick went from feeling sad to happy in almost an instant. He got up to embrace the man he longed for. Wrapping his arms around Percy's waist and nuzzling his head in to the strong Elsen's chest he felt happy and content.

Percy held Patrick, equally happy. It'd been so long since they last touched each other, being able to feel one another filled them with pleasure and a feeling of bliss. When Percy looked over at the paper on the floor, he saw that it was the first letter that he wrote to Patrick from long ago.

Percy pushed back a little to see Patrick's face. Patrick looked directly at Percy and leaned in for a kiss. Percy went red, he didn't expect Patrick to initiate a kiss, but he wasn't going to complain. Secretly, Percy liked Patrick taking some initiative. To see him try to take control made Percy purr with excitement. Percy didn't want to leave Patrick waiting so he gave him a deep kiss that make Patrick's spine shiver. Patrick started to walk backwards and became pinned against the wall. He was too preoccupied with how good the kiss felt to notice that Percy was loosening his own tie.

With Patrick's neck exposed, Percy released Patrick's lips and trailed down towards his collar. He softly kissed Patrick's collarbone. Percy could hear Patrick's breathing getting a bit heavier as he kept playing with his neck. He started to lick Patrick's collar - it tasted sweet and salty. Then he gave him a small nibble. At the moment Percy's teeth touched Patrick's skin, Patrick let out a small cry. Percy wasn't sure if it was out of pain or pleasure so he stopped and waited for a sign telling him to continue. Patrick didn't say anything and this told Percy to continue. Percy's hand trailed up Patrick's shirt and landed on something sensitive. Percy teased the already erect nipples and tickled Patrick's neck with his kisses.

Patrick lifted Percy's head and lead him in for another passionate kiss. Their tongues entwined into a hot embrace as Percy kept rubbing Patrick's chest. Percy rubbed his leg against Patrick's groin and could feel it growing hard. Patrick moaned louder at Percy's touch.

Percy stopped for a moment. He didn't want to force Patrick to continue if he wasn't ready. As good as it felt to continue, it just wouldn't feel right if Patrick didn't enjoy the moment with him. He looked into Patrick's eyes and asked, "Do you want me to continue?"

Patrick looked longingly at Percy and nodded, "P-please.. keep going." His breathing had become hot and heavy and he couldn't be touched without wanting to let out some sort of cry. Percy's touch felt so good that he didn't want to stop.

Percy smiled softly to Patrick's response.

"If you ever feel pain or just uncomfortable, please tell me. I don't want to push you," he explained as he started to unbutton Patrick's shirt.

Patrick grabbed Percy's hands.

"Let me," he said calmly. He started to undo his own shirt and pants. After they were off, he started to unbutton Percy's shirt. When Patrick was about to undue Percy's pants Percy stopped him.

"Not yet," he said firmly.

Patrick didn't know what to do next, so he was at a loss. Percy gently led him to one of the crates and sat him up on it. He started to kiss and suck on Patrick's nipple and Patrick cried out with pleasure. His moans excited Percy and made him want to do more. He started to lead a trail of kisses down to his stomach and further to Patrick's pulsing package. Percy pressed his lips on to the head and worked his way down the shaft. He bobbed his head up and down, sucking and massaging the dick with his tongue.

Patrick's moans grew louder and louder. His cries of pleasure echoed through the halls. Before he could climax, Percy stopped. Patrick looked at Percy pleadingly. Percy didn't want Patrick to cum before him, he wanted to share the pleasure together. Percy unzipped his pants and took out his thick cock and pressed it against Patrick's. Patrick could feel the heat coming from Percy's dick. It was so hot that he wondered why it wasn't melting. Percy started to stroke both their penises together. Patrick clung to Percy. As Percy's strokes became faster both Elsens' breathing became labored. Percy looked into Patrick's eyes and gave him one more deep kiss before they came.

Percy gave Patrick a soft smooch on the forehead in praise. He was happy and so was Patrick. After settling down, they cleaned themselves up and put their clothes back on. Percy didn't mind that his plan was kind of thrown out the figurative window. He just was happy to have done something so personal with Patrick.

The day continued just as it normally does whenever Percy visited. They held hands, walked around the Zone, and talked about their hopes and dreams. The day was almost over when they made it to Patrick's apartment. As the sun was setting, Percy thought now was as good as a time as any. He knelt down on one knee and held out a box. Patrick didn't know what Percy was doing but felt extremely flustered.

"Patrick?" Percy said in the most genuine voice he could make.

Patrick took in a deep breath.

"Y-yes Percy?" he was nervous and still didn't know what to expect.

Percy seemed composed, but inside he was shaking and screaming at himself. He wanted this to be perfect and he wasn't too good at winging it.

"Will you..." He opened the box. "... move in with me?" Inside the box was a house key. But not to just any house - it was the key to Percy's house.

Patrick gasped and tears started to form in his eyes.

"Y-y-yes! I would love to! YES!" he tackled Percy with a hug. Percy and Patrick fell to the ground in a happy daze.

Percy had a big grin on his face. He kissed Patrick's eyelid.

"Happy anniversary, Patrick," he said in a low, smooth tone.

After packing up Patrick's things, they rode the train to Zone 1. As they stepped off train, Percy noticed a stranger wearing striped pajamas and a ball cap. While passing the strange man, he grabbed Patrick's hand and couldn't help but think that things were going to change for the better.