Page 85 of Pippin & Nacho

“That’s the thing. Being with you like this isn’t hard. Making love to you is as easy as breathing. You pull me out of my head and teach me the rightness of us and how we’ve always belonged together.”

“We do belong together. I just wish I’d gotten my head out of my ass and tried to stop being afraid long enough to claim you.”

“I think it worked out exactly as it was supposed to.”

“You do?”

“Yes. I was terrified at first, but we needed it to happen at this moment. If it happened while we lived on the streets, I don’t think we were ready for all that. We’d both been such a mess, but we still had each other.”

I laid back down and turned my head to listen to his heart again, which now beat steadily, like it was filled with the confidence of his words. It was a comforting sound, a reminder of being alive. My finger swirled around one of his nipples, as his fingers twirled a lock of my hair and he kissed my head.

“Would you ever want to be inside me? I don’t mind being a strict top for you, Sam, if that’s what you want.”

“I want to give you everything, but I’m not sure. When you control the show, you silence my inner voice, giving me direction. I’m afraid if I’m in you, I won’t be able to do that.”

“That’s fine. I can be a bossy top for you.”

Sam huffed a laugh in my hair. “I think we can try it one day because I’m comfortable enough around you to fail. I wasn’t at first, but maybe I am now.”

Always my brave Sam. I kissed the nipple I’d been playing with.

“Nate? I’m going to try to do better.”

I lifted my head to look at him. He was frowning, his brows dropping low as he chewed on his lip ring.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m going to talk to that therapist Alpha found for me. It’s over the phone.”

“Are you sure?”

He swallowed hard, looking a little green.

“Sam, if you aren’t ready, I’m not going to push you.”

We talked about this earlier, but I wouldn’t force him. He had to do this on his own. That he already spoke to Alpha about it was a huge step, and I’d be there for every step he took, whether they were steps back, steps forward, baby steps, or massive leaps.

“I-I think I am. It’s scary, but… I have to do this… not just for me, but for us.”

His cum stuck to me as I sat up, giving him my full attention. “Are you sure?” I asked him again.

He nodded, sucking his lip ring into his mouth. “Can you do it with me?”

“Of course. Absolutely.”

I grabbed his face and kissed him. “Fuck, Sam. Have I told you how proud I am of you?”

He smiled shyly. “Yeah, a few times, but maybe you won’t be so much if I fail.”

“It’s not a failure if you can’t do it, Sam. That you want to try this at all is so brave and strong. Maybe it doesn’t feel like it now, but it will.”

“C-can you ask Alpha to help and set up the appointment for me? I may need reminding, too.”

“You got it.”

We sat in my bed, and Sam clung to me with his head tucked into my chest. I called the number provided to us for the video conference. Alpha tried to set up an appointment with a psychiatrist who’d just finished medical school and was taking on a couple of pro-bono cases. It hadn’t been easy since Sam was an adult who had to make his own medical choices. He had to fill out all the paperwork, sign it, and make an online appointment. I helped him every step of the way.

Sam’s situation intrigued her, and she agreed to treat him free of charge, but we had to be financially responsible for any meds she might put him on.

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