Chapter 25
Breakfast was wonderful. After getting appropriately dressed, Troian and I joined the others in the kitchen to enjoy the breakfast that Qwill had prepared for everyone.
I was still a little worried about the fact that Cheyenne & Casper were still out there.
The only solace I tried to grip on to was the fact that they both seemed to be attempting to flee from the family.
With the potential coordination of what happened to me and what had happened in D.C.
with the petrylle, I was more than a little disturbed by what the Rhodes family was trying to accomplish.
But having breakfast with my little makeshift family felt like the most normal thing I'd been involved in for a while.
We'd eaten lazily, taking bites in between Bas regaling us with stories about Diana, the kitten he and Kroven had adopted when Bas moved in with him.
Qwill had countered with stories about rooming with Teme and Garth Lo, giving me a tiny insight into what it was like for him to be living with a virces tribe.
Kroven and Troian mainly kept quiet, interjecting when they felt like adding something.
I was free to keep my thoughts to myself, which was my preferred status at the moment.
I was listening intently and laughing or commenting when I felt the need, but I was mostly just thankful they didn't bombard me with the dreaded question are you okay?
I didn't want to hear those words or dwell on the warehouse.
I wanted to move on to the next stage of my life, and for the time being, I was able to enjoy the frivolous breakfast my boyfriend had prepared.
I mentally halted myself. Qwill and I hadn't had that conversation, but he sure as hell felt like my boyfriend.
I mean, I'd just woken up to him making breakfast in my apartment.
Things seemed to be progressing in that direction.
We just needed to talk about it to see if we were on the same page as much as I thought we were.
“That was delightful, Qwill.” Kroven vocalized, licking his lips in a showcase of validating his words.
“Thanks.” Qwill simpered, shrugging humbly. “I just threw together what Thayer had on hand.”
We shared a smile, our eyes locking and I could feel the ease of affection flooding my body. It was so easy to do this with Qwill, to be with him. Even with our friends surrounding us, I'd never felt more at home with someone than I did with Qwill.
“Well, I've got work in about an hour.” Bas said, standing from the chair he'd been sitting in at the kitchen bar next to Kroven. He gave me a dower expression. “Unless you want me to stay?”
“I’m good.” I smiled. “But I appreciate you being here.” I awarded each of them a knowing glare. “I appreciate it from all of you.”
They all nodded or gave me their smile to hold on to, and I was slightly overwhelmed by the sheer support. I was thankful to have my small band of encouragement, knowing how lucky I was to have anyone to lean on.
“Oh, I almost forgot to mention.” Kroven cleared his throat. “It's about the Rhodes family.”
“I already told him.” Troian interjected. “I’ll handle mentioning it to the police and everything.”
“Splendid.” Kroven smiled. “I’ll let you know if Exo mentions anything else about the petrylle Rhodes situation.”
My brother gave the slightest decline of his head as a response, before he realized that Kroven still couldn't see him as he added, “Sounds great, thank you.”
Bas came over and offered me a hug from my seat at the bar. After giving a quick hug to him and Kroven, they said their final goodbyes to everyone and headed out the front door. As it closed, Troian shoveled in the last bite of his breakfast and stood up abruptly.
He swiftly chewed and swallowed before speaking. “I was going to head over to my hotel and shower and everything. I'll call you if I hear from Madison in the meantime, okay?”
I stood up and nodded, wrapping my arms around my twin. “Thanks again, Troian. For everything you're doing.”
“No need to thank me.” He said as we came out of the embrace. “Keep your phone nearby.”
“Will do.”
Troian threw Qwill a quick wave before heading out the door himself. I'd long finished my breakfast, so I looked over to Qwill who wasn't paying his plate any mind. He was staring back at me.
“Finally alone.” I said, giving him a knowing glance.
Qwill chuckled, shaking his head. “I’d love to stay, but I have work soon as well and I need to head back home before I head to work.”
“Are you sure you like work that much?” I teased, loving the sound of his laughter that followed.
“I do. Like I said before, I know it's simple, but I like helping people. That's how I like to look at it, anyway.”
“I’m sure you help plenty of people.” I stood up, revealing the obvious lump in my jeans where my dick strained to be wrapped in his touch. “Are you sure you can't help me before you leave?”
Laughing incredulously, Qwill shook his head. “You really are horny, aren't you?”
“Horny for your fat cock.” I let my eyebrows bounce up and down suggestively, earning me another chuckle from Qwill.
With a playful levity, Qwill stood up from his seat at the bar and walked over to me.
His hand reached out and cupped my jaw, and seeing the gentleness reflected in his golden eyes made my knees weak.
I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in to me, our lips crashing together in a dance of desire.
His hand left trails down my jaw and Qwill's fingertips weaved their way down my chest, still annoyingly covered in the shirt I'd thrown on at Bas' earlier request.
This was the first time Qwill and I had been intimate together since the incident with the Rhodes twins and I had no intention of wasting it.
I knew that Qwill needed to head to work, so I was fine with making this a quickie.
Breaking apart from our feverish make out, I sank down to my knees.
Qwill caught my resolve and held my gaze.
“Are you sure?”
“You have to head to work,” I said back, a devilish smirk upturning my lips. “Emphasis on head.”
His light laughter served as the preamble fanfare as I toyed with unbuttoning his black shorts, feeling accomplished when his shorts were easily pulled down from my grasp.
I dived in immediately to his crotch, mouthing the outline of his dick over his lime green underwear.
Qwill gave me an excited growl of a groan.
“Fuck, I love when you do that.” He told me, one of his hands finding their way into my dark hair, only making me more eager to suck his dick until he was trembling.
His continued moans as I mouthed his fabric-trapped cock kept me motivated, inhaling the scent of him. His dick's aroma of fresh water mixed with the musky scent of his genitals was fucking intoxicating.
Unable to wait any longer, I grabbed the waistband of his underwear and dragged them down, his dick popping free from its cloth prison and bobbing delightfully in the air as it begged to be touched.
I'd seen Qwill's dick a fair amount of times now, but I was still captivated by the girth of his sizable green cock.
The dark green beads around the base of his shaft called to me, leaning forward and teasing them with my tongue as I remembered how sensitive they were.
As soon as my tongue lashed out to lick them, Qwill's entire body shivered, his breath shaky and lowering in register.
I made sure to lap at each of the beads, seeing the tensing in his legs as I went on.
“Thayer, please.” He beseeched, sounding like a professional symphony to my ears.
I rocked back on my heels, distancing myself from his dick as I fisted his shaft in a slow, agonizing motion. “Please what, baby?”
A whimper fell out of his mouth, and I couldn't help but smirk. I was torturing him, I knew that. But I was also relishing in every single second of it.
“Please,” he growled in desperation. “Suck my dick.”
Smearing the earlier smirk off my face, I leaned forward and licked on the underside of his head, teasing his frenulum with the tip of my tongue.
When I saw his legs shake one final time, I decided to finally put him out of his misery and engulfed the head of his dick, swirling my tongue over it generously.
“Ahh, fuck.”
Qwill's verbal encouragement would've made me smile if my mouth hadn't already been full.
I'd tortured him long enough considering he was needing to leave for work, so I took as much of him into my mouth until my gag reflex activated.
I felt his cock jolt in my mouth as I gagged on it, Qwill excited by the sounds I was making.
Eager to make him climax, I started bobbing my head up and down his cock, swirling my tongue over the head whenever I retracted back far enough.
I'd already worked him up enough from teasing the beads around his base, watching in ecstasy as his legs shook.
Still taking his dick down my throat, I reached into my pants and fished my cock out through the zipper, fisting myself, using the plentiful pre-cum that had formed since I started sucking him off as lube.
The slick sounds of me jacking off filled the space, along with the occasional gag from Qwill's thick cock.
His hand tangled in my hair. “I’m so fucking close.” He warned.
I immediately let his dick fall out of my mouth with a quick pop, wrapping my hand around him and pumping with intent.
“Come for me,” I encouraged, already feeling him expanding and flush against my palm. “Come all over my face.”
The prospect of my words proved to be too much for Qwill, his dick ridged and angry as he started to groan low and drawn out.
He started painting my face with his cum, thick lines of his orgasm spraying all over my face exactly like I'd wanted.
My tongue was out, catching a few haphazard lines that didn't quite make it to my face.
Though I'd sucked Qwill off before and I knew that he came a lot, I'd wanted to see just how much he could come.
I stopped counting after the tenth rope started decorating my shirt.
God bless those beads around his dick, because kneeling before my guy, covered in his essence, I'd never been happier.
My own orgasm was rapidly approaching from being covered in his, my balls tightening as I kept fisting my cock.
Qwill was still coming when I felt the white hot blitz of my climax hit its peak.
I swallowed what was sitting on my tongue as I started howling, coming around my fist and pumping my seed onto the kitchen floor.
I leaned forward and cleaned Qwill's cock as he finally stopped shooting, licking up the dribble that had left him weak-kneed and barely standing. When I was done, I rocked back on my heels, withdrawing my fist from my dick and staring up at him.
A smile stayed lopsided on his face as he looked down at me. “You've never looked more beautiful.”
I shook my head at him, laughing at what I imagined I looked like covered in his massive output of cum.
Before I could say anything, he waddled over to the opposite side of the kitchen bar and grabbed the roll of paper towels and ripped off several sheets and brought them back to me.
I took them graciously and started wiping my face and shirt and even my hair free of his mess, which made him laugh a little.
“I told you I came a lot.”
“I know, but I still wanted to see how much.”
“Now you know just how much I fill you up.” He said with a significant smugness.
I laughed again, standing up and shoving my deflating dick back into the confines of my pants.
I walked over and tossed the soiled paper towels in the trash as he lifted his underwear and shorts back up and buttoned them accordingly.
I settled into his arms as we wrapped each other in a warm embrace.
“I know you have to go to work,” I nodded. “But I just needed to get that out of my system.”
“Hey, I'm always here to help you relieve your horny sensations.”
“Just like a good boyfriend should.”
It slipped out before I was able to regulate the sentence, but when I stared into his eyes, I decided not to rectify it and see what he would say. I didn’t really think that rejection was waiting for me on the other end of Qwill’s response, but I steeled myself just the same.
“Boyfriend, huh?" He nodded. "I agree.”
“Is that...what you want?”
He cupped my jaw again, a new notion that I was quickly growing attached to. “Thayer, I'm so into you that it's hard to wrap my head around it sometimes.” He leaned down to claim my lips again. “Of course that's what I want. The fact that you even want me as a boyfriend is a privilege.”
“I know we hadn't talked about it, but that's what I want too.”
“Then consider us boyfriends.” He beamed again.
Laughing into another kiss, I wrapped my arms around Qwill's scaled neck, enjoying the new development we'd just established as our tongues found each other again, making me feel like the new dawn of the next stage of my life was off to nothing short of an amazing start.