Twisted 3
Elton wakes early, while
stretching wondering if Marshall really visited him in the middle of the night
or was it a dream. After stretching several more times he throws the blanket
back and throws his legs over the side of the bed, stopping suddenly when he
sees Marshall curled up in a fetal position on the floor by the bed.
“What am I going to do with
you.” Elton states to himself, knelling
down beside his Baby.
“If you’d only let me in.” Elton
softly whispers, his hand caressing over his Baby’s sleeping body.
“Let me know what you’re thinking
and feeling.” Elton softly whispers as he lies down beside his Baby, pulling
his sleeping body onto his chest, resting his head onto his Baby’s.
Elton tightly holds his Baby,
while he sleeps his hand softly caressing down his muscular back, relaxing to
the sound of his calm breathing.
Marshall moans in discomfort an
hour or so later, trying to stretch as he is opening his eyes.
“Afternoon!” Elton happily states
sitting up, and stareing down into perfect blue eyes with a cheerful grin.
“Shut Up!” Marshall moans as he
continues to try to stretch out the kinks in his body.
“Don’t get hissiy with me cause
you choose to sleep on the hard ass floor.” Elton states, getting up from the
floor and sitting on the bed, as Marshall continues to growl.
“By the way, why did you sleep on
the floor?” Elton curiously asks, as Marshall pulls himself up to the bed and
flops down face first.
“I came to apologize.” Marshall
mumbles after a few minutes, into the blankets, as Elton straddles him at his
waist and begins to massage his bare muscular shoulders.
“There isn’t anything to
apologize for.” Elton sincerely states, as he continues to massage the kinks
out of his Baby’s bare muscular back, as he moans in satisfaction.
“Yes It Is!” Marshall states,
rolling over between Elton’s legs, with a comically smile.
“Isn’t this how it all started.”
Marshall half jokily comments, slowly letting his hands rest on Elton’s hips,
as Elton begins to massage over his muscular chest, with a guilty smile.
“Do you mind?” Elton struggles to
ask, as Marshall slightly shakes his head no, much to the delight of Elton who
smiles happily.
“I have an ideal.” Marshall
sincerely says, as Elton quickly gets a worried expression.
“Don’t look at me like that. Just
hear me out!” Marshall states,
tightening his hold on Elton’s hips to keep him from moving away.
“I wanna help you fine a mate.
Someone that’ll . . .” Marshall starts to explain as Elton abruptly breaks his
hold, and quickly gets up.
“You’re Not Listening To Me!”
Marshall states, sitting up, and watching Elton disappear into the bathroom.
“I’m Listening!” Elton states
from the bathroom, as Marshall gets off the bed and goes into the bathroom, and
finds Elton starting to brush his teeth.
“You need someone that’ll
appreciate everything that you have to offer.” Marshall sincerely says, sitting
down on the edge of the large Jacuzzi, and looks up at Elton standing at the
counter bushing his teeth.
“Thank you, BUT no thanks.” Elton
states after he spits out the toothpaste, and looks over at his Baby shaking
his head no.
“Why?” Marshall curiously asks,
with a little hint of hurt in his voice.
“Because I said NO!” Elton
sincerely states, walking over and turning on the shower, as Marshall gets a
confused expression.
“Why?” Marshall pitifully asks,
as Elton stops in front of him and smiling knowing his Baby is the only one for
him.
“Marshall NO!” Elton firmly
states, causing Marshall to automatically panic.
“What’s wrong?” Elton quickly asks
as Marshall expression changes, and he quickly knells down, placing his hands
on his Baby’s knees.
“Nothing.” Marshall states as he
swallows of the large lump in his throat.
“Yes It Is! I can see it in your
eyes!” Elton slowly sincerely says, trying to hide the worry in his voice.
“You’ve never called me
Marshall.” Marshall mumbles, after several minutes of nervously staring at each
other.
“Is that a problem?” Elton
nervously asks, as he searches his Baby’s eyes for a true answer.
“NO!” Marshall quickly states, as
he is shaking his head no, with a forced smile.
“So! Can we go out tonight?”
Marshall quickly asks, really wanting to change the subject.
“I thought you didn’t want anyone
to know you where here?” Elton asks with a smile, but really still worried
about his Baby’s reaction to him calling him by his real name.
“Don’t you know of a private club
we could go to?” Marshall asks, trying not to think about Elton calling him by
his real name.
“If we go out tonight . . . AND that’s a big If! You have to promise me!
That you will not fight with anyone! And you Will Not try to fix me up with
anyone!” Elton sincerely states, as his mind yells out at himself that it’s a
bad ideal.
“Yeah.” Marshall quickly mumbles,
as he stands with a fake smile, thinking Elton don’t want to be seen in public
with him.
“I’ll let you take your shower
now.” Marshall tries to state jokily, as he glances over at the shower that’s
been running for a while.
“Okay.” Elton aggresses as he
also looks over at the shower, but really wanting to know what his Baby is
really thinking.
Marshall smiles at Elton then
leaves the room, going to his own room and taking a shower. After his shower
Marshall flops down on the bed with only a towel wrapped around his waist, and
begins to plot his plan on finding Elton a mate, but his mind interrupts with
thoughts of Elton’s warm body against his earlier his strong hands massaging
over his back and chest, the secure feeling he gets when Elton is around.
“Get The Fuck Over It MARSHALL!
Chalk it up to another relationship you’ve FUCK UP! Do you actually think he’d
wants to be seen in public with a trouble maker like you?” Marshall’s mother’s
voice yells in his mind, as he curls up into a ball in the middle of the bed.
Elton knocks on Marshall’s
bedroom door several times before he hears him say come in.
“Brunch is ready if your hungry.”
Elton happily states, walking into the room and seeing his Baby fully dressed
in the usual sweatpants and white t-shirts out of breathe putting on his socks.
“Okay.” Marshall says glancing up
at Elton, as he is grabbing for his shoes.
“So! Have you decided where we’re
going tonight?” Marshall asks as he ties his shoes.
“If you really what to go out.
There is a place we can go.” Elton says, regretting going along with his Baby’s
ideal of going out, but gets a tingle at thoughts of his Baby kinda of asking
him out.
“I promise to be on my best
behavior.” Marshall sincerely promises, standing up directly in front of Elton.
“Do I have to promise?” Elton
jokily asks, trying to lighten the mood.
“Yes.” Marshall playfully states
as thoughts of Elton actually being bad makes him laugh.
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