I leaned forward and cleaned Qwill's cock as he finally stopped shooting, licking up the dribble that had left him weak-kneed and barely standing. When I was done, I rocked back onmy heels, withdrawing my fist from my dick and staring up at him.
A smile stayed lopsided on his face as he looked down at me. “You've never looked more beautiful.”
I shook my head at him, laughing at what I imagined I looked like covered in his massive output of cum. Before I could say anything, he waddled over to the opposite side of the kitchen bar and grabbed the roll of paper towels and ripped off several sheets and brought them back to me. I took them graciously and started wiping my face and shirt and even my hair free of his mess, which made him laugh a little.
“I told you I came a lot.”
“I know, but I still wanted to see how much.”
“Now you know just how much I fill you up.” He said with a significant smugness.
I laughed again, standing up and shoving my deflating dick back into the confines of my pants. I walked over and tossed the soiled paper towels in the trash as he lifted his underwear and shorts back up and buttoned them accordingly. I settled into his arms as we wrapped each other in a warm embrace.
“I know you have to go to work,” I nodded. “But I just needed to get that out of my system.”
“Hey, I'm always here to help you relieve your horny sensations.”
“Just like a good boyfriend should.”
It slipped out before I was able to regulate the sentence, but when I stared into his eyes, I decided not to rectify it and see what he would say. I didn’t really think that rejection was waiting for me on the other end of Qwill’s response, but I steeled myself just the same.
“Boyfriend, huh?" He nodded. "I agree.”
“Is that...what you want?”
He cupped my jaw again, a new notion that I was quickly growing attached to. “Thayer, I'm so into you that it's hard towrap my head around it sometimes.” He leaned down to claim my lips again. “Of course that's what I want. The fact that you even want me as a boyfriend is a privilege.”
“I know we hadn't talked about it, but that's what I want too.”
“Then consider us boyfriends.” He beamed again.
Laughing into another kiss, I wrapped my arms around Qwill's scaled neck, enjoying the new development we'd just established as our tongues found each other again, making me feel like the new dawn of the next stage of my life was off to nothing short of an amazing start.
Chapter 26
I tookthe next few days to really think about what I wanted out of my life. I was grateful to everyone for rallying around me after the incident, but I was ready to move on and I needed a few days to really hone in and think about what that looked like.
Originally, I thought I wanted to quit dancing and leave Downpour. But, upon some more reflection, I came to the conclusion that I reallyloveddancing. It had garnered me a confidence I wouldn't have acquired otherwise, and I didn't want to stop doing something that made me feel good simply because I didn't need to financially do the work anymore.
Which was how I'd found myself waiting in the backroom of Downpour during a Wednesday rush waiting for Evangeline. I had a three point plan to turn my life around into exactly what I wanted, and point one was discussing my new ideas with my boss.
I'd been waiting for around ten minutes before I finally saw Evangeline sauntering up to me and making her presence known. I knew she'd been busy, Wednesdays were busy all day. That's what happened when a day of the week had thenickname 'Hump Day'. It was barely noon and the place was already packed as hell.
“Thanks for waiting, Thayer.” Evangeline finally said with a sigh, a lingering smirk stained to her lips. “You know how Wednesdays are.”
“I do.” I lightly chuckled. “I appreciate you making the time to talk to me.”
“Of course.” She gestured to the office door behind me. “Let's go inside and talk.”
Evangeline's office was small and compact with file cabinets and drawers containing items I thought were better left unknown. But it was a quaint space, plenty big enough for her desk and chair on one side and two chairs on the other. As she slipped by the desk to sit behind it, I took one of the offered chairs and took a seat. Once she did the same, she gave me an even simper and cleared her throat.
“Firstly, I was so glad to get your call. I called and sent a couple messages but—”
“I know, I'm sorry.” I said, cutting her off. “It's just been a crazy week with everything and I'm sorry I never got back to you.”
“Totally understandable.” Evangeline nodded. “I’m glad to hear you're doing your best to move past everything.” She paused to scoff. “Those damn Rhodeses. Do they do anything that isn't laced in crime?”
“Do you know much about them?”
