Chapter 13 - Reece
Nick was gone. For an entire month, Reece wouldn’t be able to see him. Feel him. Smell him. He was gone, already well on his way to L.A., but Reece didn’t feel entirely alone because Nick was all around him.
Reece sank into the driver’s seat of Nick’s car, which smelled of rich leather and that dark honey scent of Nick. For a long time, Reece just sat there, and he didn’t cry because he was holding onto Nick in more ways than one and Nick allowed it. Surely that counted for something.
He was in charge of getting Nick’s car back home.
He had the keys to both the car and Nick’s place.
He’d been asked to come by and keep an eye on it.
Nobody else, just him. Maybe Nick wasn’t Reece’s boyfriend, but he was the closest thing Reece ever had.
Nick leaving was like Reece losing a part of himself, but he’d really taken Reece’s feelings into consideration, and to Reece, that counted for a lot.
Back at Nick’s, Reece crawled back into his bed, hugged his pillow, and went back to sleep, where he dreamed that he tagged along with Nick, and he was able to play ball with them too.
When he woke up, Reece knew he had to get himself cleaned up, but he savored Nick’s cum, fucking the plug he wore in and out, proud of just how much cum he’d been carrying—and how much Nick had managed to give him.
Nick had been so sweet on him all morning, and the night before, too. Reece didn’t need to come… he really didn’t. But Nick’s cum couldn’t be wasted, so he played.
And just as Reece got hard from pumping the plug in and out of himself, his phone pinged! three times back to back.
Nicky: took a nap
Nicky: these hater blockers u packed r the shit
Nicky: n these chocolate bars
Reece pushed the plug in and left it, scrambling to open the texts and reply. Nick wasn’t even off the flight yet, and he was texting Reece.
Reece: I napped too…
Reece: Hater blockers? ??
Reece: Those are protein bars technically
He’d been referring to the headset and the sleep mask, which Reece laughed about. He was happy that Nick was using the things he packed for him, and knowing that they were serving their purposes.
Nicky: still plugged up?
Reece: Not exactly…
Nicky: talk
Reece: I’m taking care of some things rn. Don’t be mean.
Nicky: ah
Nicky: playin with urself already
Reece: Wouldn’t want to waste your offering ??
Nicky: its way too fuckin soon for u to be tryin me like this
Reece: I’ll take pictures for you ??
Nicky: do ur worst kitten
Reece took pictures, but he didn’t send any.
With the thought of Nick on his flight, thinking of him, knowing what he was doing, it wasn’t long before Reece came, leaving him a mess of his own cum and Nick’s.
And when Nick texted again, asking for his pictures, Reece sent him one of his cum-covered abdomen and told him that was all he’d be getting.
Of course, Reece was just teasing, but after sleeping so little the night before, he ended up drifting off to sleep, only to wake later to a whole slew of texts from Nick.
And Reece didn’t feel so alone.