The sight, though, was enough for Tawson. Vic didn’t move but their eyes tracked Tawson’s every motion. He undid his belt, popped the button on his slacks. He pulled them down only far enough to release his aching dick. It stood straight out, the head an angry red from being neglected for the last five minutes. He was about to stroke himself, to come on Vic’sback, but Vic had other plans.
“Fuck me,” Vic whispered. “Please Tawson. That’s what I came for.”
“Are you sure?” Tawson didn’t want to push them too far. They nodded eagerly though and turned around to face Tawson. Vic had the condom in hand already. They reassured Tawson twice more that it wouldn’t be too much. Once with words and the other by rolling the condom onto his cock for him.
“Now, Professor.” Vic’s voice turned flirty again. They blinked their eyes slowly. “Show me how much you love me.”
Epilogue
~ Vic ~
Three years later
Vic turned the knob and let the door swing open, already reaching up to undo the bow tie they wore to work. The sight that greeted them was… Well a lot more than what they expected. Tawson stood in the middle of the living room. Their living room. He’d pushed the furniture to the walls, leaving the floor open. Tawson stood on a blanket, surrounded by gold and white balloons, candles flickering shadows along the walls and ceiling. There was something that smelled mouthwatering wafting through the air. Vic shut the door quietly and dropped their things where they stood.
“What is this?” Vic asked. Vic didn’t know where to look. The whole apartment had been transformed. It had storybook romance all over it. Even Tawson. He was dressed to the nines in a pair of navy slacks and a matching blazer, with a white shirt underneath. In his hands was a large bouquet of purple flowers.
“I wanted to show you how proud I was of you,” Tawson said. Vic finally stepped out of their shoes and walked to meetTawson. “Your first day teaching on your own. How did it go?”
“As expected with a group of middle schoolers,” Vic said. “I crushed it.”
“Of course you did, baby.” Tawson handed off the bouquet and kissed them. “Now, you have exactly five minutes to go to the bedroom, put on what I’ve laid out, and get back here for dinner and dessert.”
Vic smiled into the second kiss and then walked through the apartment. The lights were all off and there were more candles in the bedroom. A trail of rose petals led to the bed. Tawson also changed the bedding. They had a grey duvet for the longest time. But now, the bed and pillows were covered in white. Vic trailed their fingers over the blanket. It was thick and soft to the touch. Standing closer, they could see the small designs stitched into the corners. Swirls and flowers, all purple embroidery. Vic smiled at it. Tawson showed his love in all sorts of ways.
The outfit that Tawson laid out wasn’t really an outfit. It was more like straight lingerie. The underwear was cute, though, and Vic immediately fell in love. It was a deep royal purple color, already a bonus. Vic absolutely loved wearing anything purple. Lavender was their favorite shade. The front of the underwear was soft cotton, the added front pouch in the shape of a flaccid cock. The back of the underwear was the money maker though. Black ruffles lined across the rounded part of their ass. The bottom half of the backside was sheer lace with tiny hearts in a diagonal pattern.
The top laid out on the bed was lightweight and just as soft. It was a matching purple, thin straps that crisscrossed their back and over the shoulders.
Vic slipped out of their clothes, throwing them in the generaldirection of the laundry hamper. They slipped the shirt on first. It was longer than the typical shirt, but not quite a nightgown. It wasn’t until they were situating the underwear that Vic realized what Tawson did. The pouch that held their cock didn’t give way much. It was a beautiful form of a cage that Vic couldn’t even be mad.
The full-length mirror next to their bedroom door caught their attention. They spun left and right, looking at every angle they could. The whole thing looked and felt amazing. “I think you really got it with this one!” Vic called out. There was sound coming from the kitchen.
Their apartment was set up pretty simple. The front door opened into the living room. The kitchen was beyond it, open concept, with a small four-person table not unlike the one that had been in the house Tawson rented on the ranch. The kitchen itself had plenty of counter space, a double sink. It had a stacked fridge and freezer, nothing too fancy. They kept it well stocked between the two of them. A short hallway to the right led to the bedroom on the left and the bathroom on the right.
Tawson found and rented the place after the first semester of university. Vic stayed at the apartment on campus since they’d already paid for it. They still stole nights away whenever they could. Vic continued to work on the ranch and Tawson would visit with them from time to time.
Vic was overwhelmed with the love and forgiveness that followed the initial reaction of their relationship. They’d felt like they had to come out to explain their relationship with Tawson. It wasn’t how Vic pictured telling any of them. But Paxton was the first to apologize the next morning.
Then their parents. That had been a long conversation withboth Vic and Tawson. Not because they fought it. Vic was old enough to make their own decisions. But they wanted to understand when their relationship started, how it happened so quickly. Neither of them had an explanation. There was no set moment. One point they were laughing and walking on campus, the next they were in Tawson’s kitchen kissing. Vic repeated again and again that everything was consensual.
They talked about the way Vic identified. They wanted to understand, to know how long Vic had felt like they had to hide. Vic was completely honest. They explained the fear they had of disappointing them, the way they felt more themselves when they could express the inside on the outside. Vic’s parents asked questions, good ones, and Vic did their best to answer them.
Their parents seemed to finally come around with it when Vic explained how much Tawson helped them. How he made Vic feel safe and cared for. How Tawson was funny and they laughed together more than anything. It must have shown on Vic’s face or something, but they finally ended that conversation with the promise to do better. On all ends.
William was the next to reach out. They met at the campus apartment. He apologized for not standing up, for staying silent while Vic came out to the entire group. He gave Vic the longest hug. A much needed hug after three days of not seeing anyone. William explained that he forgot that Vic had grown up too. Their parents had said something similar. Everyone saw Vic as the youngest, the baby. Not as the one that could make decisions for themselves and be in a serious relationship. Was Vic still young? Yes. But did they know their own feelings? Absolutely.
“You look incredible,” Tawson said. The sound of his voicebrought Vic back to the present. It’d been a long road, but they were all in a good place now. Vic’s mom still invited them over for family dinners at least once a week. After the first year, Tawson got the upgrade to know the passcode to the gate. Vic’s grandma, Palma, loved Tawson. Said she did from the second she met him. That meant a lot to Vic. “I’m so proud of everything you’ve done, Princess.”
“I love you,” Vic said in return. Tawson led them to the living room, carrying two plates of food. Vic sat on the blanket, Tawson only a foot away. Their plates were the only thing separating them. “And thank you. For sticking by me.”
“I should be the one thanking you, Vic. You changed my life for the better and I can’t wait for us to start the next chapter of our lives.”
Vic raised their glass of wine to that. Vic celebrated their twenty-first birthday with family and friends at their usual spot, Albert’s Ale. Well, it was now known asA.J.’s Lucky Charm. Because in a surprise that no one saw coming, A.J. proposed to Lucky, the ranch hand that worked with the Lawson family for years. Vic knew they’d been dating, but everyone announced their thoughts that Lucky would be the one to propose. Lucky still worked on the ranch during the busy seasons to help out, but he and A.J. ran the bar and were planning on buying the empty space next to it to open a restaurant side too.
“I’m excited,” Vic said. “I know it was just the first day, but I think it’s going to be a good thing.”
“It’s a great opportunity,” Tawson said. Tawson cut into his steak and popped the bite into his mouth. Vic didn’t mind cooking, but Tawson never made a bad dish. The steak was tender, juicy. Cooked to the perfect medium rare. Vic did their best to not mess up the new outfit. At least not withfood. “Being able to start teaching while also still earning your degree. I wish I had that.”
