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“I didn’t ‘let’ you touch my face. You just did it.”
“You didn’t tell me to stop.” Grim rolled off and sat on the edge of the bed with gloomy thoughts clouding his brain. “You let me do something and then ban me from doing it again. Just like you did last night.”
Andrey squinted at him. “My body is not a computer game. You don’t get to unlock achievements.”
Grim rolled his eyes and got up. “Isn’t that exactly how the whole touching thing works for people?”
Andrey cocked his head to the side and pulled on his shorts over bare skin. “For people? As opposed toyou?”
Grim’s eyes trailed to the stumps sticking out from underneath the shorts. It was almost as if Andrey were teasing him. “Didn’t we establish yesterday that I’m greedy?” he said, remembering the way Andrey’s cock felt in his mouth, growing harder until it shot cum deep into Grim’s throat.
Those words elicited a smirk, even if Andrey quickly hid it while pulling on his tank top. “Yeah, that was quite good,” he mumbled to Grim’s satisfaction.
Grim swallowed hard. “Yes. It was fucking hot,” he said with hope growing in his chest.
Andrey held out his arms to Grim once he was dressed. “Doesn’t mean I want to do it again. I’m done with the whole sex thing for now.”
Grim gritted his teeth and nodded. “Fine,” he muttered. He was trying to understand Andrey’s perspective, he really was, but those stumps and the pretty lips were mocking him. Maybe all Andrey needed was to feel a bit safer. Without the constant threat of unwanted sex from an ugly guy like Gary, he was bound to want some closeness eventually, and Grim would be there to provide it.
That didn’t mean Grim would be giving up on his prize any time soon.
Chapter 6
Grim
If Grim wasn’t allowedany sexual touch, he’d at least get his fill of Andrey with casual contact. Given that, he was torn about the issue of the wheelchair as he carried Andrey toward the store with mobility products. Sure, he wanted to please Andrey with gifts, earn himself more favors, but on the other hand, once they made the purchase, Andrey wouldn’t need to be carried anymore, and he wouldn’t hold out his arms to Grim so helplessly. Grim loved when Andrey did that in the tub. Seeing him so vulnerable was a major turn-on.
Andrey wasn’t light, but Grim didn’t mind as long as Andrey had his arms wrapped around Grim’s neck and curled up so close that his breath tickled Grim’s skin. If only Grim could have his way, he’d take him back to a hotel and fuck all night. He could then go for a walk with Andrey piggybacking, and those delicious stumps would be digging into Grim’s thighs. He knew that with the right attitude, he’d get there eventually, but Andrey needed to learn to trust him first.
The store was quite large, and from the first step inside, Grim exhaled, watching the wide variety of products on sale. And there weren’t even that many people here at the moment. Spacious and airy, this shop definitely deserved a spot on Grim’s list of places he liked popping into while on the road. Whenever he experienced a pressing need to get his kicks, hospitals and centers where disabled people played sports were among Grim’s favorite places to visit. He especially liked wheelchair basketball. The sport itself was interesting to watch, but throughout the years, he had also met interesting people and even hooked up with some of them. Sadly, most of them weren’t amputees, but beggars couldn’t be choosers.
A sales assistant approached them in a matter of seconds, and as soon as he was told Andrey needed a wheelchair, the salesperson brought over one that he could use during shopping.
“Grim?” Andrey asked, and his deep, ragged breaths came to Grim’s attention. “Can I borrow your hoodie? There are cameras everywhere. I’m freaking out.”
Grim looked around, surprised, but he was already pulling off his cut to reach the hoodie underneath and accommodate Andrey’s needs. There was nothing more beautiful than a broken bird tweeting in desperation. Asking for Grim’s cock, then writhing under him as Grim sucked on the smooth scar tissue.
“Sure. Whatever you need,” he said and took Andrey’s arm, guiding it into the first sleeve.
Grim’s cock twitched when Andrey looked up at him with that distressed look on his face. “I’m sorry, I just … There’s all these people here, they all have phones, every phone has a camera, and you don’t know what some of the men at the base are capable of. Gary wasnothingin comparison. They’re sick fucks, and they can track their victims, override cameras, gather data. I don’t want to be found.”
Grim exhaled and put Andrey’s other arm into the sleeve before pulling the hood over his head. The poor guy was really scared, and it was up to Grim to provide some relief. “Tell you what ... if I see anyone filming you with their phone, I’m gonna crush it.”
Andrey stalled. “You’d do that for me? You could get in trouble …”
Grim laughed and squatted in front of Andrey. “I won’t.”
“You can also touch my wrists,” Andrey said, and all of a sudden, all Grim wanted was to lick the sensitive skin over the blue veins. He massaged them with his thumbs instead, staring into Andrey’s eyes intently, overwhelmed by his sheer presence. This boy, who used to always greet Grim with a smile from the computer screen, was now looking at him only.
“That’s not why I’m helping you.”
“I know. I mean … I think.”
Grim smiled and kissed Andrey’s wrist briefly before getting back to his feet as the sales assistant approached them again. They went on to choose a wheelchair, but Grim got worried when Andrey’s choices turned out to be very budget-conscious. He couldn’t have the bird struggling with discomfort all the time, simply because he had no money to spend. That was where Grim was to come in. He wanted Andrey to have the best, most comfortable wheelchair they couldpurchase on the spot, and his savings would be more than enough. He was a Nomad who did lucrative jobs for the Coffin Nails but didn’t have much to spend his money on. This was exactly the time to splash out, so he encouraged Andrey to choose whatever he liked and assured him that it really wasn’t a problem. Once encouraged, the saleswoman came up with new options they could take into account.
Watching Andrey try out different wheelchairs while wearing Grim’s hoodie was both arousing and heart melting. He’d seen so many videos of Andrey that he could easily imagine the lean muscles in Andrey’s arms flexing when he transferred from a bench to yet another wheelchair.
He couldn’t wait to see the happiness in Andrey’s eyes when he could freely move again in a wheelchair that would be much better than the piece of crap he’d used back at the compound. There had been times in Grim’s life when he couldn’t have helped a person with mobility needs, no matter how much he wished to, but now that he had this boy at his side, he’d spare no expense to make his life brighter. It made him feel truly useful, a real protector in every sense of the word.
