04-03-2019, 08:53 PM
Bas watched her curiously, fascinated. It was like....well fuck, he didn't know what it was like. Like the little pastry was made of gold or something. Or some magic potion or lamp.
The way she looked at it, stared at it, studying, before taking a bite...the way she chewed, the pleasure on her face.
Damn, it was sexy. Like for reals. Orgasmic. If that's how she felt just enjoying a pastry, well...he couldn't help the grin that slowly formed. One day. If he played his cards right. Heh. He would lift his head and see that same vision of heaven on her face, only a thousand times more powerfully.
One day...but not today. He was hurt. And tired. Part of him didn't even want the pastry, he was so full. He took his half and folded it in the wrapper, gently handing it to her. "I can't Angel. Too full. And tired. Keep it for later. Or if you have a brother or sister, give it to them."
He studied her face. She was a bit on the thin side. Not homeless or on the street. But definitely had a tough life. Weird. She was older than him, but she seemed childlike. Her reaction...as if she had been deprived of normal things.
He reach out his hand and took hers, gently carressing it with his thumb. He smiled at her through tired eyes. "You saved me, you know. You're family now." And it was as simple as that. For Bas it came down to loyalty. No better friend. No worse enemy.
His thumb slowed as he gradually fell asleep, the warmth of her hand a comfort.
The way she looked at it, stared at it, studying, before taking a bite...the way she chewed, the pleasure on her face.
Damn, it was sexy. Like for reals. Orgasmic. If that's how she felt just enjoying a pastry, well...he couldn't help the grin that slowly formed. One day. If he played his cards right. Heh. He would lift his head and see that same vision of heaven on her face, only a thousand times more powerfully.
One day...but not today. He was hurt. And tired. Part of him didn't even want the pastry, he was so full. He took his half and folded it in the wrapper, gently handing it to her. "I can't Angel. Too full. And tired. Keep it for later. Or if you have a brother or sister, give it to them."
He studied her face. She was a bit on the thin side. Not homeless or on the street. But definitely had a tough life. Weird. She was older than him, but she seemed childlike. Her reaction...as if she had been deprived of normal things.
He reach out his hand and took hers, gently carressing it with his thumb. He smiled at her through tired eyes. "You saved me, you know. You're family now." And it was as simple as that. For Bas it came down to loyalty. No better friend. No worse enemy.
His thumb slowed as he gradually fell asleep, the warmth of her hand a comfort.