After the craziness of having 0600 clinical and waking up at 0400 for the last four days, and being able to do a bunch of skills including D/C a CVC in the internal jugular, I'm excited to present the second chapter~ I am thankful that the first chapter has gotten a good reception and I hope it only gets better as the story progresses.
Alfred stayed in the corner all day, not the window just the corner. He had found some relief from his belly pain but it was still there. He heard the meals coming out but he didn't want it. He pulled the blankets higher and hid under them more. The more he looked at Ivan, the hornier he got. The smell alone made him want the man. He shifted and growled as he felt the pain back. He rubbed his sore boner, trying to get some pressure away.
With each denied meal Ivan grew more insistent until, finally, at dinner Ivan refused to leave until he had an explanation for Alfred's behaviour. "Why are you refusing all of your meals and why haven't you moved from that corner?"
Alfred sighed "…I'm horny. Not normal horny, like painful. I don't want to eat because I'll throw up all over the room and you will have more work. I'll eat later. Or something…" He moved deeper into the corner "…I'll eat tomorrow I promise. Just…not today."
"If it's effecting your health then we should look into medication, something mild until the trauma he caused fades" Ivan said with a slightly softer tone, satisfied by the explanation "it should not have adverse effects unless you simply don't want something added to your regimen" he finished, understanding the irritation of being forced to take many pills by talking with several of his more rowdy patients.
"…I don't want any pills. If I eat the food can I stay off the pills?" he slowly sat up, standing with unsteady legs and shaky steps. He looked like he had been thoroughly played with. His hair was a bit messy and his body was trembling. He walked to the clear wall and leaned a bit against it, holding out his hand for the tray. "I'll eat it. Just…I will ok?"
Ivan nodded "Try, at least something small, but don't force yourself…" he handed Alfred the tray and, as he slowly started to eat, Ivan took in the disheveled appearance.
Alfred nodded, sitting down. He picked up his spoon. His hand shaking as he slowly ate. Taking some bites. He brushed his hair down a bit, trying to fix himself to be even just a little more presentable.
Ivan couldn't deny that the blond looked good teased and slightly desperate but he did not allow himself to dwell on it for more than a moment "I will bring you something to take the edge off" he said vaguely.
He returned half an hour later with a little pink bag, looking odd with his large form. He pushed it through the slot "Here, until the larger one comes."
"…Vanya…" he gently reached for it. "You didn't have to…" he took the toy out. "These are a lot of money…" he put the batteries in. "…Are you sure? I'm sorry…I don't mean to be so…needy…" he sighed, putting the toy down.
The Russian chuckled "It was not much, don't worry. I am your doctor, it's my duty and goal to do anything reasonably in my power to ease your pain, think of is as a reward for behaving."
Alfred nodded, pushing it back to his corner before picking up his half eaten tray. "There…I'm done" he locked eyes with Ivan "hope that's enough."
"Yes, more than I expected" Ivan took the tray from the sliding slot and met Alfred's eyes "I hope it helps… I will see you again tomorrow morning" he said heading back out to put the trays in the kitchen to be cleaned by one of the kitchen staff. He cleaned up in his office and went over last minute work.
Alfred went to the corner and pushed his pants off, kicking the blankets off. The lights were off so he thought no one could see or hear him. He took the toy and turned it on, panting. He sucked on it a bit before pushing it slowly inside his needy hole. He bit his lip and moved the toy slowly at first then faster. His voice broke and said the name that had been on his mind since the instant he learned it. "I-Ivan… V-Vanya…ah there ah…" he whimpered; a bit too loud. He spread his legs more and sped up.
Ivan finished up faster than expected and nearly had an hour left before his shift finished so he decided to sate his curiosity by watching the video feed of a certain patient in particular. He settled down in the large chair just as Alfred seemed to be stepping up his own activities with the sound of the Ivan's moaned name. He felt a bit of warmth blossom as he watched though it was difficult with the lights dimmed until he switched the camera to night vision and he saw far more detail, though not nearly enough, in the grand display.
Alfred arched off the floor, whimpering. "Ah! Vanya harder please…" he begged, spreading his legs wider as he moved the toy even faster. "Ah…Vanya please…I want you so bad…" he reached his free hand up to play with his hard nipples making him whimper more.
As Ivan watched he started to get more affected, the warmth growing into a full heat that spread through his body, focused strongly at his core. He was thankful that there was no one else in the room as he turned the volume up and watched more intently, his hand twitching slightly with his subconscious desire to be the cause of those sounds.
Alfred bit his lip "I-I'm getting close…please…" he begged, moving the toy as fast as he could; his free hand in his hair. "Please…Ivan. I-I…want t-to...please baby please…" he begged, hand leaving his hair and going to his dick. His eyes widened and moments later he screamed and came on himself as he tightened around the toy, all showing.
He felt himself start to noticeably react and he had to pull himself away with a hard swallow. A, steadily growing, piece of him was becoming increasingly insistent about getting to know the blue-eyed blond as more than simply a patient but he knew it was against more than just a moral code. In addition to being a patient, Alfred had been tested and found not to be of sound mind which made him unable to give consent if their relationship went that direction. He flushed at his own thoughts 'What direction? We don't have a relationship in the first place to go any direction…' Ivan put his head in his hand, shaking his head a bit with a sigh.
Alfred pulled the toy out, shaking from the slight cold air. He stared up at the ceiling then let go. He stated to cry. He threw the toy across the room into the other wall, thankful it was padded. He gripped his hair as his palm rested on his eye. He coughed and cried more. He hated this. He hated being like this. He hated that he was so hated…while the man that did this…was out enjoying the life that Alfred wanted. It had finally hit him. He pulled his pants up and he let out a few low, hardly audible, upset screams. He flipped over and hid in his blankets, coughing from crying so much. He shook, face in the padded wall, his breaths uneven. He let it go, his pain his embarrassment, his anger…all of it.
Ivan saw the scene unfold and the temptation to join Alfred was replaced with the urge to console him. He decided to do himself a favour and act on it carefully, once the little problem he was sporting had faded of course.
He stood in front of the darkened room "Alfred? Are you alright?" he asked softly, not wanting to turn on the individual light if he was just going to try to sleep.
Alfred sniffed, wiping his eyes quickly as he tried to change his voice to hide his tears. His voice cracked as he spoke "…I-I…yes…I… Just had a bad dream" he lied, not knowing Ivan saw what he just did. He cleaned off his face more "I'm sorry. Was I being too loud?" he pulled the blanket tighter.
The doctor hesitated before turning on the light to Alfred's room "I was just passing by and I heard…would you care to share what made you upset?" he asked, tiptoeing around that he knew more than what Alfred was telling him.
Alfred blinked slowly at the new light, sitting up slowly. He cleaned off his face and fixed his sex hair. He stood slowly and walked to the plastic. He glanced away to steel himself before meeting the violet eyes. "…J-just ah…I saw myself…and I was disappointed…wanting…sex…killing… How Arthur gets the life I always wanted… Pushing myself on you… When I know you don't want that…honestly…I've jacked off to the thought of you making love to me more times than I want to say…"
"It is understandable after what he put you through, it will take a long time to heal from seven years of abuse, and you are not at fault for that." Ivan paused "…It's not unusual for someone to be attracted to their caregiver and that's not your fault either."
Alfred made a noise "It's not because you are my caretaker… It's your smell…your eyes…your build…your smile, your voice… It's more than just a caretaker crush." He sighed, rubbing his eyes a bit "…I'm sorry…that you had to come in here and hear the sad song of a whore." He shifted back then leaned up, kissing where Ivan's lips were located behind the plastic then moved back. "Good night Vanya. You should go home…you need fresh air…not staying locked up with a group of nuts…" he went back to his corner, snuggling down into his little nest.
Ivan was a bit taken back by the flattery and the kiss on the wall that still held the faint imprint of Alfred's lips. He watched Alfred leave and hit the plastic softly when his hand tried to reach out; he pressed against the wall lightly "…I have this night's shift…call me if you need me…" He pulled away from the plastic, the warmth of his hand leaving a quickly fading, foggy imprint "Goodnight, Alik…" he said and walked off towards the exit to actually begin his evening rounds.
"…Good night Vanya." He waited a second and walked to the plastic, gently touching Ivan's hand print. "Vanya!" he called hitting the plastic hard with the side of his fist. "VANYA!" he called for him, pressing his cheek to the plastic looking for the man in the darkness.
He was not far, just outside the section of secured rooms, when he heard Alfred cry out. He was there in an instant "Yes?" he asked with an air of worry at Alfred's frantic tone.
"…Can you come lay with me…? Or can I sleep in your office? I want to be by you…" He blushed, placing his hands up on the plastic "I'll be good…I just want to be near you."
Ivan hesitated, knowing that the camera was recording, and he tried to think of whether or not anyone else would be attending that room or passing by but as long as nothing raised suspicion they should be fine. "My office would be better…" he said softly and pulled the set of master keys out of his pocket "you will want the blankets; it gets cold…" he unlocked the door with a slight flush, knowing the massive list of rules he was breaking with such a simple action.
Alfred nodded, running over to the blankets. He picked them up, walking back over. He held the blankets, looking up at Ivan. "You seem taller…" he chuckled, stepping out the door. He stayed by Ivan, doing nothing to make Ivan regret letting him stay in his office. He didn't move until Ivan told him to.
The Russian gave him a small smile "Padded floors" he explained "we're on equal ground now…" Ivan didn't bother to lock the door back, knowing it was pointless without Alfred in the room and headed out of the stretch of rooms with a motion to Alfred to get him to follow.
Alfred follows close to Ivan; even being as bold to grab his hand. His colder hand felt good in the bigger warmer one. He blushed, two sets of feet on the titled floor the only noise he heard.
It didn't take long for the duo to reach Ivan's large office but it was long enough to get Ivan to blush and berate himself for not pulling away. 'Don't encourage him more than you already have. He is a patient and you are his doctor.' As stubborn as his mind was being he couldn't deny that their bodies seemed fairly comfortably matched. Ivan did have to pull away to unlock his office door but he welcomed Alfred in once the door was open. "You can sleep anywhere you wish, I will be doing a bit of work but I will wake you once I need to do my rounds again."
Alfred nodded and leaned up, kissing his lips very gently "Thank you Vanya." He walked to the couch and started putting the blankets on the couch. He bend over a bit, pushing the blanket some into the crack of the couch. His shirt sliding up a bit from the angle.
Ivan blushed a bit and paused, his mind taking a moment to catch up with the action "You're…welcome…" he whispered and sat at his desk, watching Alfred for a moment and zeroing in on the peak of skin before he blushed harder and stubbornly looked down at his work.
Alfred stood up from bending down. He sat down and sighed, relaxing. "…Your office feels nice…" he whispered, stretching out.
"I hope you are able to sleep and don't have any…nightmares…" Ivan said and shuffled a couple of things to try to correct his focus on his work rather than watching the display in front of him.
Alfred nodded, stretching out on the couch. His lower belly and hip bones showing , exposed to the man. He yawned "I'll let you know if I do…"
He set it down with another glance up and nodded before getting to work, managing to actually put his focus to his work.
Alfred snuggled into the couch, shivering a bit. "Smells like you…" he whispered, biting his lip.
Ivan chuckled "I've had this office a long time, I have no doubt it smells like me, especially since I have slept there a few times" he responded without looking up, knowing he would be further tempted to be distracted by Alfred.
Alfred nodded "I like the smell…" he whispered, snuggling closer to the couch. He was snoring soon, very lightly. He was silent for an hour before his moaning started. He shifted and gripped the blankets more. "I-Ivan…" he whispered, shivering. "B-baby…ah…there…" he whispered, sliding his hands into the back of his pants, rubbing his needy hole. "A-ah…don't tease…" he whispered.
He blushed hotly just as he was about wake Alfred up to check on the rest of the patients when he heard Alfred beckon him "Siren call…" he whispered, feeling heat explode through his system. The urge only worsened when he recalled that the offices didn't have cameras hidden away and he would be free to act on the impulses… The dominant part of him managed to stay put though he couldn't bring himself to tear his eyes away.
Alfred gasped, pushing his fingers inside him deeper. "…Ah…Vanya…I want you…" he whispered, moving his fingers faster. "B-baby…please…" he slid his hand up his shirt, playing with his nipple; his legs shaking in need.
Ivan was called forth and pulled in by Alfred's voice, walking over to the couch before he truly realised what he was doing, standing beside a panting, moaning Alfred. His hot blush darkened and spread down his neck as he leaned down, hoping that Alfred wouldn't suddenly awaken with his bold actions "Cum Alik…" he whispered into Alfred's ear. His breath hitched as Alfred's hand sped up but he remained asleep.
Alfred gasped, shivering as his fingers went faster. "…AH" he whimpered and released into his pants. He arched and pushed his fingers deeper. He panted harder, biting the couch like it was Ivan's shoulder. He relaxed, whimpering.
A soft sound escaped before Ivan could catch it and he suddenly pulled away before he could give himself away being next to Alfred. He sat himself at his desk and tried to will himself to calm down. He ran a rough hand through his hair to try to get himself to focus but it held the opposite effect as the slightly damp skin snagged the thin strands, his cock throbbing with the action. Ivan suddenly stood, careful enough to be quiet but eager to take a small walk until he had calmed down.
He returned a few minutes later with a change of pants for Alfred and a far calmer appearance. "Alfred?" Ivan called "I need you to occupy me on my rounds" he offered him the change of pants, knowing it would be uncomfortable to walk around in such a state.
"…Hmm…" he slowly sat up, yawning. "I-I'm…sorry…" he blushed when he felt what he did in his pants. "I…I didn't make any noise did I?" he looked up at Ivan, taking the pants. He pulled the pants off, changing quickly. "…I'm so, so sorry…" he blushed, fixing his hair and such.
"It's alright; as you said my couch does smell like me…" Ivan said with a light blush sneaking onto his cheeks, glancing away quickly when he saw Alfred hook his hands on the edge of his pants. When Alfred stood up straight again Ivan looked back over to him "Ready?"
"…It…really…does smell like you…makes me happy…" he gently took his hand. "Where are we walking to?" he looked up at Ivan. "Do…you need to me hold anything…?"
Ivan's blush darkened, recalling where that hand had been just minutes prior "…Just checking the rooms to make sure the rest of the patients are alright." He led Alfred out and they started at the first block and worked their way back to the set of secured rooms that was Ivan's main block.
Alfred held his hand tight, looking at the others "…Do you get lonely a lot here?"
He shook his head "It's calm, at least at night, but there is enough excitement in the day to keep me interested in the job" he smiled "and each new patient offers a new look at a condition or an entirely new one."
Alfred smiled up at him "…I hope…I am a new look…" his thumb rubbed his hand. "…I…ah…you are very warm… Random…but…ye-yeah…"
"You are very unique and it's more than just your record, you have been the calmest patient I have had since I started working here" Ivan tilted his head a bit and they headed back to his office for Ivan to continue working, hopefully actually getting work done instead of watching Alfred.
Alfred sat down on the couch, watching Ivan. He laid back on the couch, watching Ivan. He had a small blush on his cheeks, taking in every detail of the Russian. "You're very handsome…"
The ashen blond blushed lightly "Thank you…" he answered softly, wanting to return the compliment but still wary of encouraging him, especially after what he did while Alfred was asleep. Despite the guilt, Ivan couldn't help wanting an encore and he was tempted to push the limits to see how far he could go before Alfred woke.
Alfred just nodded. He saw Ivan's actions as rejection. He looked down at his hands, playing with them. He stood and walked to the bookshelf. His eyes taking in all the old books, bending over to read the ones on the bottom. He smiled at some of them and didn't know most of them.
Ivan couldn't help but stare at the presented ass and admire the way it formed into well sculpted legs. He gulped, the sound nearly audible as he watched Alfred sway a bit as if to a silent beat.
Alfred hummed as his hips moved, rolling from time to time to the song he was humming. He shifted a bit, reading the back of a book as his ass stayed in the out position until he started humming again and moving back and forth.
It seemed it really was to a song as Alfred started to hum moments after the thought. "Has anyone told you that you are a tease…?" Ivan asked, sounding far more sure and confident than he felt.
Alfred blushed and stood up, looking at Ivan. "…I've heard it once or twice… Why…?" his face was a bit red.
"It's true from what I've noticed, especially with your softer personality and alluring body…" Ivan said simply, figuring that the late night and double shift was breaking down the walls of his mind to mouth filter.
Alfred blushed and got bold. He walked over to Ivan, gently sitting on his lap "…Are you telling me I am teasing you?"
Ivan really should have expected such a turn but it still came as a surprise to have a lap full of the blond "How could you not be when you do such bold things" he managed a chuckle despite the rules running through his head "but I am still your doctor."
"…That is true…" he gently rubbed Ivan's face. "…Though…I can't help the feelings I have for you…they run deeper than you may think…" he whispered in his ear, rubbing down his face to his neck. His hands gently rubbing the shoulders now. "…You are so tense…" he whispered in his ear "…want a back rub?"
"A back rub might turn into something else and while I can't help what may be felt, I have enough control to know that there is too much risk" Ivan explained, trying not to encourage the firm touches and teasing words but he was not able to bring himself to completely discourage them either.
"…So…no back rub?" he rubbed his shoulders slowly, rubbing his thumbs into the muscles. "…Hmm…why don't you let go a bit?" he whispered in his ear. "…What's so wrong about it?"
"…It is a professional setting and you are a patient…such things are not allowed…" Ivan said, losing resolve with each roll and press of overworked muscles.
"…That doesn't matter…" he whispered, rubbing his shoulders and top of his back more "…I like you Ivan…a lot."
He felt himself ache to shift and get the surprisingly talented hands on the rest of his back and at that point he grabbed the wayward hands "I know…and I can't honestly say that I'm not interested in you but I don't want you to be transferred and I don't want to risk my job… It's best to keep it to these short, innocent moments…"
Alfred stared at him, tearing up a small bit "I-I…I'm sorry" he gently got off his lap "I…didn't think." He walked to the blankets "…I'll…let you work…" he shifted, turning his back to Ivan as he snuggled into the blankets, keeping his face down in the blankets away from the man's smell.
Ivan felt a small burst of pain in his chest at the dejected and teary look Alfred gave him "I'm sorry…" he said softly and stared down at his desk.
Alfred shook his head "…I always forget where I am…" he whispered, loud enough for Ivan to hear. "I don't get a second chance at happiness…that time is over" he sighed. "…Just…wish I would have met you before…Arthur…or before…the killings…Killing…murderers and rapists…but I am still in jail and crazy."
"You are saner than half of the people here, staff included" he said with a shake of his head "I wish we would have met before you went through that trauma…"
Alfred sighed, nodding "Yeah…but that didn't happened" he cleaned off his eyes and sighed. "…I'm going to take another nap. I'll stop bothering you, it was nice to let me sleep in here." He sniffed and pulled the blankets higher, hiding. Silent and not moving. It was like he was dead. As he fell asleep he let out small breaths; body hardly moving.
Ivan returned to his work but got even less done than before, eventually setting everything down and sitting on the other side of the couch to take a nap, managing not to disturb Alfred in the process as he got comfortable and dozed off.
Alfred woke up a few minutes later to see Ivan on the couch. He sighed. "…Stupid man…you will make yourself sick." he shifted and climbed on Ivan, stretching out. He pulled the blankets over them, snuggling into his neck. "…Hmm" he whispered, hand on his chest as he fell back into a comfortable sleep.
He shifted with the addition of warmth and Alfred's body pressed against him. It lulled him into a deeper sleep, Ivan wrapping an arm around him and pulling him closer with a soft sound.
"…Hmm…" he smiled, snuggling close to the man. He moaned lightly in relaxation. He shifted and snuggled into his neck more keeping the man warm with his own body heat and the blankets.
The presence of another so close had an odd effect on the doctor and he started to cling tightly to Alfred, a tension over taking Ivan's body despite the deep sleep.
Alfred smiled, rubbing his chest slowly. "You're just a big teddy bear…" he whispered, kissing his neck softly.
The kiss just caused him to tighten further, a worried, almost scared look darkening his face and a barely audible whimper.
Alfred looked up "I-van?" he whispered, sitting up a bit. "…Baby? It's ok…I will protect you…" he rubbed his face slowly, kissing his nose.
The kiss on his nose didn't fit the horrors running through his mind and he woke with frantically shifting, dazed eyes until he grasped where he was and who he was with. His racing heart calmed and he held his head, the pent up tension causing a headache "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dozed off…"
"…Vanya…you were having a nightmare…" he whispered, gently rubbing his head. "…Talk to me about it…" he sat on his lap simply trying to keep close and offer comfort.
Ivan shook his head "Don't worry, it doesn't happen often" he gave Alfred a smile but the violet eyes still held a dull, distant pain. He tried to brush it off with a quick look at the clock in the corner of his office "Come, I need to check on things again."
"Wait…your eyes say something else…please rest…" he kissed his head. "…or talk to me about it…I'll listen…we all have demons Ivan…best to talk about them…" he whispered.
"There is no point in worrying you" Ivan sat up, trying to get moving but not wanting to knock Alfred off so rudely "I'm alright, I just need to get back to work."
"Ivan really…what else do I have to do?" he sighed, rubbing his chest before moving up to his face, cupping it "…please…"
"Maybe someday just…not now…" Ivan finished softly, unable to meet Alfred's eyes and risk him seeing what he held in his own.
Alfred nodded; more and more rejection. He pulled the blankets back so he could get out and gently got off Ivan. "…Ah…don't sleep without blankets…you will get sick…" he looked down at his feet.
"Thank you and…I'm sorry…" Ivan finished softly. "You can rest here, I won't be long…" He said, hoping that giving Alfred a bit of freedom and trusting him to be alone for a little while despite the regulations against it would show Alfred that Ivan really did appreciate the care being shown. He was just not ready to discuss that area of his past and he needed to deal with it the only way he knew how; by throwing himself into his work.
Alfred nodded and sat down on the couch. "…I'll wait for you here…" he smiled a bit, playing with his hands. He stood and walked to the bookshelf, grabbing a book. He sat down on the couch with a children's book. He sighed and opened it, slowly going through it. Alfred's reading skill was on a very low level…even books like this were hard for him at times…but he enjoyed the art and colors. After years of abuse from his father…he had a hard time learning things with writing and reading…always bullied for it.
Ivan occupied himself with the walk, making sure that all of the patients were sleeping and the ones that were scheduled for it were medicated and eventually he calmed down. Taking a few minutes to 'fix' the camera feed before returning to his office to find Alfred reading on the couch where he had left him. "Do you enjoy reading?" he asked with a slightly timid smile.
"…I do…" he smiled "I can't read very well…sixth grade reading level… Embarrassing but I'm trying to learn…"
"I can try to teach you…I doubt I would be a very good teacher but you might gain something from it…" he offered.
Alfred looked up at him "Ah… Sure… It would be so helpful… If it's no problem…" he put the book down.
Ivan shook his head "I am done with my desk work and have several hours left to the shift before someone comes to take over and I can rest. What book do you want to start with?"
"…Ah…why don't you sleep… I'll rub your head and let you rest…" He smiled, patting his lap gently. "Come on baby…I want to talk to you about something too…"
"What do you want to talk about?" Ivan asked, indulging the both of them and going along with Alfred's offer and lying his head on his lap; feeling only slightly awkward about the situation and not knowing Alfred that well.
"…I want to talk about…our feelings." He looked at him in the eyes, rubbing his head slowly. "...I want you to know that I like you…and it's more than just wanting sex or being a whore… But…if you don't want that…" He rubbed his head gently "Ah…that's ok…"
Ivan winced "It is not that I'm not interested in you but there is a lot of risk for the both of us if we get further than these innocent little touches and I don't think of you as a whore, you are flirty and have a very active libido but you are not a whore."
"…Thank you Ivan…" 'Maybe one day…one day…' he thought, smiling. "…I'm glad you told me that much…" he whispered, kissing his forehead.
"Thank you for understanding and I hope that one day there will be nothing holding us back" Ivan smiled.
"…" his eyes a bit sad "One day…" He pet Ivan's hair, kissing his forehead gently. "…Sleep…I'll wake you if anyone comes…"
Ivan saw the sadness in the blond's eyes and he regretted his smile. "I'm sorry…" repeated softly "pick out a book, I can try to help you with it…" Ivan sat up and adjusted himself beside Alfred, he didn't want to risk another nightmare and he didn't want to waste this time with him.
"…Rest Ivan…I'll read to you…" he whispered, laying the book on his lap. "…Jim…went to the store…t-to...ah get some milk. Wh-where he ran into Sa-Sally" he smiled a bit.
He was surprised to hear the hesitation and uncertainty with Alfred's words and it made wonder what Alfred's childhood held past the abuse stated in the patient file but what he was reading was correct though the level was far lower than what Alfred had said "You should have more confidence in yourself" he smiled.
Alfred blushed "Ah…thank you…ah… Jim walked to the bus…and took a r-ride to the store where he met Frank" he smiled at Ivan.
Ivan nodded encouragingly for him to continue with the little story.
"Him and Sally went on a date then slept" he smiled as he closed the book. "F-finished…" he blushed.
"Better than I thought given what you told me" Ivan smiled, lying slightly "would you like to try another?"
"…Ah…sure" he shifted, getting up. He walked and grabbed another kid book, walking back over. He sighed, sitting back down "…Alright…Fox in box…" He shifted and opened it "…Fox…in box…in socks…on box…"
"Keep going" Ivan said following along with a soft smile.
Alfred kept reading until he was finished, looking at Ivan "…Ah…that's enough for the day…you need rest…" he patted his lap again, waiting to rub Ivan's head.
"I will sleep eventually, why don't you try to sleep" Ivan offered, putting his arm on the back of the couch to allow Alfred to rest against him if he wished.
Alfred smiled a bit, putting the book down. He shifted and leaned against his crush. He snuggled into his neck, kissing it softly. "…Thank you" he whispered before going quiet.
Ivan relaxed and wrapped his arm around Alfred, smiling softly 'This…this might be ok, at least without the cameras…'
Alfred smiled at the warm arms around him, rubbing his chest slowly and lovingly. He snuggled into his neck.
He started to lightly rub Alfred's back, not entirely realising what he was doing as his mind faded into the calm moment between them.
Alfred's hand rubbed up his chest to his neck. He mumbled some words, resting next to Ivan for a few hours. He slowly sat up when he heard noise. He yawned, rubbing his eyes. He kissed Ivan gently "Vanya…it's time for you to go home…"
Ivan blinked blearily, having dozed off for a while. He shook his head with a yawn "I'll sleep for a couple of hours here but we need to get you back into your room before they check the halls or fix the camera feed." He took Alfred's hand and led him out, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes with his index and thumb before his hand slipped down to muffle another yawn.
He opened the door for Alfred when they arrived and gave him a smile "Thank you for keeping me company…"
Alfred nodded, leaning up and kissing his lips gently "…Drive home safe…" he smiled a bit then walked into his cell. "See you tonight…" he walked over to his small little nest, laying down slowly. Couch was better. He waved at Ivan before flipping over and staring at the wall.
Ivan chuckled at the mix up but nodded and gave him a wave, cheeks warm from the kiss "I will see you in a few hours and I hope you can get some sleep too" he said, locking the door back and heading back to his office for some much needed sleep.
Alfred fell asleep with the smell of Ivan on him. He woke up for lunch but didn't really want much of it. He climbed in the window, Blanket around him. He sighed, repeating the words he read in the book silently as he watched the people play in the sun.
The doctor settled on the couch, smiling at the thoughts floating in his head about Alfred though there was a tinge of sadness at the less than positive chance that things would develop further; especially with the laws in place and Ivan's own issues. Eventually he went to sleep and, without the foreign warmth of another, he slept peacefully.
Hope you enjoyed it! If anything caught your interest I'd love to hear about it in a comment or message!
~Poison