“I love you, baby, come for me. Show me how fucking pretty you are when you come.”
And then, he was gone.
His cock spasmed, and I watched greedily as he came hands-free. Delicious, thick ropes of cum spurt from his rosy pink tip, hitting his chest and decorating him in a hot, sticky mess.
Watching him buck and cry beneath me sent me flying over the edge with him. His hot, tight ass clamped down even harder on my cock as I detonated, and I grunted thickly through each pulse of my orgasm as I spilled deep inside him.
“That’s it, baby…fuck,I’m sofuckingin love withyou, Milo.”
I think I was crying again as I collapsed on top of him. He slipped his fingers into my hair and angled my face to the side so he could slam his lips greedily into mine.
His glasses were smooshed between us, but neither of us seemed to care as we devoured each other, nipping and sucking at each other’s mouths like we would never get enough.
“I love you, too, Jay. I love you too. I’m so sorry… I’mso sorry…”
“I’m sorry too… Milo…fuck…”
He shook his head, pulling back to look at me properly and brushing my hair out of my eyes.
“Don’t be sorry. If you hadn’t brought me to Neurovance, I wouldn’t be here with you right now.”
I stared at him, swallowing hard against the feelings of guilt that still wanted to take over. But Milo smiled and gave me a tiny, adorable kiss on the tip of my nose.
“It was a bit of a bumpy ride, but if I could do it all again, I would, Jay. As long as it meant we ended up right here in the end.”
I cupped his chubby little cheek and ran my thumb over a cluster of freckles.
“You mean that? That’s real?” I rasped, and he nodded, his glasses fogging slightly with tears.
“Yeah, Jay. That’s real.Thisis real.”
Then he crushed his lips to mine again and spent the rest of the night proving it to me.
The next few weeks at the cabin felt too good to be true.
After we’d spent that first night worshipping and loving each other, Jay had shown me his dad’s lab.
The room he’d used to inject me with the serum was adjacent to a much larger space that housed a full biotech lab.
It wasn’t as up-to-date as The Cave at Neurovance, but the equipment was still better than anything I’d had access to at MIT. Apparently, this was also where NOVA’s servers were located, and I eyed up the tall stack of hardware devices that were the equivalent of her heart and brain.
All her lights lit up, and she twinkled for me in greeting as I entered, and her pretty voice cheered my name through the speakers in the ceiling like I was some celebrity rockstar or something.
Whereas The Cave had been all dark brick and cold cement, Jay’s dad’s lab was all sandy creams and warm oak.
When I first met Jay, I’d always thought the dark, comic con villain aesthetic suited him, but now, seeing him here in this mountain cabin, surrounded by nature and sunlight… Iwasn’t so sure.
He still didn’t smile nearly as often as he used to, despite the fact that I’d made it my personal mission to chase the darkness out of his eyes as often as I could.
It felt like no matter how hard I tried to bring him back, he’d lost a fundamental part of who he’d been in that cage, and the thought of him being permanently changed because of my failure to protect him kept me up at night.
After I’d taken some time to familiarize myself with the lab, we’d settled into a routine. Mornings were spent with me giving both Jay and my mother diagnostic scans with the extractor so I could assess the damage that had been done to each of their minds.
The advances Jay had made on the NeuroTranslator came in especially handy here, saving me from having to learn what was essentially an entirely new language before being able to diagnose where the damage had been done in their minds.
My mother’s was less complicated than Jay’s, which made sense. She hadn’t been subjected to nearly as much manipulation as he had.
Her memories were more or less still her own. They were just smudged, mixed up, and out of order. Some of them were overlaid and tangled with others, which was why I suspected she kept confusing Jay for my dad, or forgetting that he’d passed away.
