“Maybe they’re just busy,” he said out loud as he headed for his bedroom, figuring a hot shower and a long nap was just what he needed after his adventurous night and crazy morning.
His thoughts wandered to Spike’s words as he undressed himself, heading for the bathroom.It was rare that he got time to himself at the dorm, what with Trick and his teammates often times occupying most of the dorm most of the time.
Theo slipped out of his briefs, stepping into the spray of the shower with ease, relishing in the warmth of the hot water on his muscles, letting out a groan.
His mind wandered to Calliope, to their speed date and drinks, to this morning.
Spike’s words replayed in his brain.She’s amuse.
What was a muse, exactly?Theo wasn’t sure what it all entailed, and part of him wanted to talk himself out of believing in Spike’s words, but he knew there was a truth in them, even if he couldn’t explain it.
Theo ran his hands through his hair, washing it back.The warm water sluiced down his skin, soothing his aching muscles.Falling asleep on Calliope’s floor had done a number on his back and shoulders.
His thoughts wandered to last night, to her sweet kiss, and her words that awakened something inside of him.
Worship me.
On your knees.
All yours.
Theo closed his eyes as he fell into the memory, remembering just how Callietastedon his tongue, remembered just how she felt, her tightness wrapped around him.Her mouth on his.Her body pressed against his side as she drifted off to sleep in his arms...
Theo had never felt such intense warmth before.Holding Calliope, worshiping Calliope, it all felt so undeniably right.His cock jumped at the thought and Theo groaned in annoyance.
Now was certainly not the time!
But no matter what Theo did, he could not settle his overactive cock.Not with a cold turn of the faucet or even when he tried to think aboutgeeseof all things, to alter his thought process.Nothing worked.
Theo groaned, giving into defeat as he wrapped his hand around his cock, relishing in the instant relief it brought.
He closed his eyes, guilt and desire hitting him.And just like before, when he’d tasted her, when he’d felt her, his orgasm started barreling toward him with an irrefutable force.
But in the privacy of his dorm room shower, Theo gave in to his desire, his guilt.He let his cock respond of its own accord, remembering what it felt like for Calliope to stroke him, touch him.How she’d taken his cock into the back of her throat.
And without warning, Theo’s orgasm hit him and he cried out, his voice echoing in the small bathroom.His vision once again turned white, a faint flicker of violet flashing behind his eyes for only a moment.
His entire body loosened, his heart racing as he sprayed the shower wall with his release.
Theo pushed aside his guilt and cleaned himself up, convincing himself perhaps a good masturbation session and a nap would fix him right up.And as he crashed on his bed, he could have sworn he smelled the faintest scent of vanilla and spice.
* * *
There wasa warmth that surrounded Theo he’d never felt before.The world around him was shades of red and violet, melding together with deep shades of green.Up close, the colors blurred, fading into one another.
Theo’s gaze traveled down the swooshes and streaks of color, each one standing out against the pale canvas before him.Each one bleeding into the next, he watched streak after streak emerge.But the light flickered, violet and shadow existing together like a lighthouse beacon.
Theodore chased the light, but it seemed too far away.The scent of vanilla was cloying and tempting, and he could hear the sounds around him, or more accurately, a name.His name...
The colors stood out as they became distant, and just as Theodore was about to make sense of what these beautiful colors formed, the sound of the door shutting awakened Theodore from his deep sleep and everything faded into shadow once more.
His vision was blurry once more, but the hangover was gone, thank goodness.He grabbed for his phone, noting it was almost dead, and groaned.Not only was his phone dying, it was nearing four pm.And there had been no word from Spike.
“Theo!”Trick called out.“You back yet, dude?”
Theo groaned once more as he pushed himself up from his bed, heading into the living room slash kitchenette to see Trick looking a little worse for wear.
“He has risen,” Trick said with a grin.“You look like shit.Must’ve had a good time.”
