Redeemer, Chapter Eighteen18:Redeemer, Chapter Eighteen by Xxbotdf-lovexX
I woke up to find Skuyler gone from the new bed I got last week. It looked like he’d even attempted to fix the blankets so they were somewhat aligned again.
I sat up, feeling unrested, remembering in a flood of emotion the events of last night. I couldn’t help grinning to myself about it. Sex with him was better than sex with anyone. I feel honored that he does it with me. I know I’m the only guy he’s ever fucked, and sometimes I wonder if he ever wants to have sex with other people… but the fact that he trust me enough for it makes me incredibly happy.
“Now…” I mumbled to myself. “Where did my missing boyfriend go?” I got out of bed, not bothering to make it the rest of the way yet. I’ve been trying to get better with making my bed. But I just don’t feel like it right now. I realized that I could hear the shower running from above me, and I knew that Dahvie wasn’t here because I woke up earlier
Redeemer, Chapter Seventeen17:Redeemer, Chapter Seventeen by Xxbotdf-lovexX
It’s November 17th today. To other people, I don’t think anything special really happens today, but it’s Skuy’s birthday, and that’s special to us despite him thinking it’s not. Dahvie and I were just setting up some finishing touches for the party that we were having for him. Like we’d promised him, it wasn’t going to be big. The only people we invited were Jeffree, Stephen, and Nada (and her little girl), and they had all come. Jeffree, Nada, and Amber were in the living room with Dahvie, doing something or other.
Stephen was helping me put the finishing touches on the frosting of the cake that Dahvie made. Skuy was going to be here any minute now, and I needed to stick this in the fridge. We wrote ‘Happy 21st’ in the center, and each of us drew a stupid little icing picture on it somewhere else. I can be artistic on a piece of paper, but drawing with icing on a cake seems to give me trouble. A lot of trouble..