Page 18 of Heart Shaped Wreckage
“Yes, and then you can eat. We have a long day ahead of us, I guess.”
“Yeah… The journey to discover if anyone knows who the hell I am. Do you think we’ll find someone?”
“I don’t know,” I answered slowly. “Like I said, it’s a small village and I’ve never seen you before. But maybe?”
He walked over to the chair where his shirt was and slid it down over his body. I looked away. I liked the way he looked without a shirt. I had liked the way my hand felt against his chest while I held him.
“I…”
“Please, eat.” I grabbed a fairly clean plate and spooned the scrambled eggs onto it before I grabbed a fork from the small drawer beside my stove and carried it over to the little, unsteady table in the corner of my kitchen. “Here. Sit down and eat while I… take a quick shower. We really should get you some more clothes, too. We can stop at Tammi’s while we look and pick you up a few things.”
“Tammi’s? Is she a friend of yours?”
“She owns a store in town that has clothes.”
“Oh.”
“Eat your eggs. Come and sit, and I’ll…”
“Shower?”
“Yes.”
He walked over and sat down before he picked up the fork and took a small bite. “These are…” He took another. “Really good.”
“I’ll be right back.” I turned and walked through my bedroom and into the small bath. I turned the shower on and quickly threw my clothes into the hamper. Being a human took work. When I lived in the wild, I bathed in the streams and rivers where I swam. Now, I had to shower and try not to smell like the wild, unless I was in the woods running with the pack.
I let the water ease the tension and bathed as quickly as I could. I turned the water off and dried myself with a towel. I turned and gasped.
“I’m… Sorry, I got bored.” He flushed as his jaw dropped.
I quickly wrapped the towel around myself.
“You… God, you’re very… Sorry, I guess I shouldn’t have…”
“No. You have to remember that people have boundaries, and…” I couldn't exactly be mad at him. He was too fucking cute and didn’t always remember how people acted. I wrapped the towel tightly around my waist. “People… humans like to have privacy sometimes.”
“Are you… Do you like privacy?”
“I mean…” I had lived in privacy for too long. “I don’t suppose I care at this time.”
“But… I mean, you were naked. I didn’t think about that.”
I walked over and knelt in front of him. I was so big that we were still face-to-face.
“I’m just not used to having someone around… I don’t actually care, to be honest with you. We’re all born naked, aren’t we? I’m used to being naked around other people, but most aren’t. You should learn to knock before you come in so people know that you’re there.”
“Knock… ok, I can do that.” He smiled as his gaze grazed over my torso. I puffed out my chest. “You’re just so big and… Can I touch it?”
I nodded. “If you want.”
His hands slid over my shoulders and onto my chest. His fingers rubbed through my dark hair that peppered my pecs. His fingers brushed over my nipples, and I growled deeply within my chest.
“Does that feel good?”
“It feels great…” I stood up, and my towel fell to the floor. He gasped as my cock bounced in front of his face. “Sorry.” I left the towel on the floor and walked over to my chest of drawers and pulled some clothes out. “I think we need to give you a name that I can call you. It’s… It would be helpful, I think.” I pulled my pants on before my cock could stiffen under his gaze. I could feel his eyes boring into me.
“Kevin? I think I like the name Kevin.”
