Chapter 30

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Damien (but blond) ☝️☝️☝️☝️☝️

Tristan

I was aware of a firm, warm sensation enveloping me when I woke up. The first thing I felt was Damien's arms encircling my chest and holding me close to him.

I could not help but smile at his possessiveness even when he was asleep.

That smile did not last long though.

It was quickly wiped out by the second thing I felt when I tried to move.

A sharp pain radiated from my lower back and spreading throughout my lower abdomen. I winced at the painful sensation and stopped moving immediately.

The pain slowly dulled down to a throb and I sighed in relief.

So getting up is out of the question.

Memories of what we had done flooded back and I felt my face flame. It had been so spontaneous and natural, almost as if it was meant to happen from the start.

Vivid images came rushing back immediately. Thankfully Damien had finally understood what I wanted. He had still been hesitant at first though.

He had asked me so many times if I was okay, assuring me that he would stop immediately if I told him to.

Stupid him. As if I did not know that he wouldn't touch me unless he knew I wanted him to.

I brushed my fingers over my collarbone where I was sure he had left a mark. Like I said, I had a very possessive boyfriend.

It would be a lie to say that there hadn't been discomfort. Sex for us bottoms was always a bit painful at the start but the pleasure that came after it was totally worth it. On top of that it had quite some time before I had been intimate with anyone.

And the biggest factor : Damien was big. I mean pornstar big.

In fact his member quite closely resembled that of my favourite pornstar. I chuckled at the comparison. Damien would have a fit if he found out that I was mentally comparing him to a pornstar. Hell he would freak out if he realised that I watched porn. A lot of it in fact.

I hope you will stop thinking of me as a child now, I thought and admired his sleeping form. He looked so regal and handsome even while sleeping. And he did not even snore, not even the slightest bit. Like how much more perfect could this guy get!

Judging by how deeply he was sleeping it would be quite a while before he woke. I wriggled my upper body slowly out of Damien's arm, taking care not to wake him.

The pain in my ass wasn't so bad now. In fact I kind of liked it in a weird masochistic way. It was proof that I had finally had sex with a guy I truly liked.

And gods was it good!

I blushed slightly as I remembered how he had felt inside me, both of us drowning in unbelievable pleasure. Damien had been so unbelievably gentle and loving. It warmed me to the core to know that I was loved so dearly.

I got up and put my clothes back on. It was evening now and the room was almost pitch black. I carefully felt my way around the bed and opened the door as quietly as I could.

My stomach was grumbling quite angrily without food. As I went down the stairs, the house was eerily silent. The living room was empty and the rest of the house seemed empty too.

There was a note stuck to the fridge in my mom's handwriting.

"Dear Tristan,
Your dad and I have gone to the movies. Will be late. Order something for you and Damien.
Love mom ❤️"

It was a huge relief. I was limping slightly and I definitely did not want mom to find out about me and Damien. That would be a catastrophic event.

I opened the fridge and surveyed it carefully. My parents were unfortunately not fond of junk at all and hence the contents were mostly organic vegetables.

Yuck.

I spotted eggs and decided to scramble them with bell peppers. Simple yet delicious.

Damien was still sleeping by the time I finished. I took the plate and decided to eat outside in the yard.

The evening was a very pleasant one, cool and windy. It was not fully dark yet and the neighbourhood was bathed in twilight.

There was a swing in the corner of the yard. I went and sat there. The swing was hardly ever used now but it was a favourite of mine and Beth's when we were small.

As I ate, a weird uncomfortable feeling crept down my neck. It was the feeling of being watched.

I instantly turned back but the yard was empty. There was no one outside the house either. The houses around were all silent and the only sound came from rustling leaves.

I tried to convince myself that I was only imagining things since I was so riled up by the Alexander issue. But the feeling persisted.

Slight fear erupted in my heart which overpowered my hunger. I stood up and went to the door leading out of the yard.

I looked around again but the roads seemed truly empty. There was no possible place where anyone could hide and spy on the house.

Or at least it seemed so.

I unlatched the gate and stepped outside, noting with alarm that literally anyone could open the gate and walk inside. I made a mental note to talk to father about putting a real lock on the gate.

I did not mean to go far. It was probably a bit stupid of me to come out alone like this but I just had to see for myself if anyone was really watching me.

I walked around for a bit but nothing seemed amiss. I was just about to relax and go back when the feeling multiplied.

I felt the hairs stand on the back of my neck and a shiver passed through me. I looked around me like a maniac but yet again I was met with silence and empty roads.

Cold sweat formed beads on my forehead. I tried to calm down my erratic heart by telling myself that I was simply being delusional. There was no one here and it was impossible for anybody to hide in a family neighbourhood like this.

You are just being overly imaginative, I said in my mind as I went back into the house.

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Snap snap. The man took three more pictures and looked at them. They were clear enough. He hoped boss would be pleased with them.

It was a nuisance really, this job. When he had been summoned he had assumed that it was for an important surveillance mission. But instead he had been asked to spy on this simple guy just because his boss had some weird crush on him.

What a waste of his talents. At least the pay was good.

He dialled the number he had been given as a contact.

"Yes?"

"I have more pictures sir."

"Good. Keep them coming."

And the call was disconnected.

The man sighed and returned to his duty.

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