Chapter 162: Makai – You Did, Didn’t You?
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Makai
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I woke up still holding Ocean in my arms. My body was sore but in a pleasant way. It was like I had used muscles that had wanted to be used and they were singing with joy over it. I had a smile on my face and a song playing endlessly inside my head. I was definitely floating on cloud nine right now as I remember the blissful night that I had.
"Good morning." I whispered into Ocean's ear.
"Ngh! Speak for yourself." He groaned into my chest as I held him. He sounded exhausted and worn out. Perhaps he hadn't slept as peacefully as I had.
"What's wrong, baby?" I asked him as I pulled back, trying to get a look at his face.
I saw that Ocean's eyes had dark rings under them and he looked like he was about to fall back to sleep.
"Are you OK?" I nearly leapt up in a panic. What should I do in a situation like this? Should I throw some clothes on and take him to the hospital? Should I call someone for help? What am I supposed to do?
"I'm fine." He grumbled at me, his voice sounding exhausted. "At least mostly fine. I am just tired and sore. I don't think we should go that much anymore. My body can't take it." I smirked at the fact that he was basically just saying that he was tired still because I fucked his brains out. That was both making my heart soar and plummet into my stomach with nerves all at the same time.
"I didn't hear you complaining last night." I Joked with him as I kissed his forehead.
"Yeah, and last night I didn't feel the aftereffects." He tried to disengage himself from me and roll over but stopped and groaned again. "Ngh!"
"Does it really hurt that bad?" I was worried again. I didn't think that it was possible, but I guess I could have hurt him with how rough I was being.
"It's just muscle fatigue. I am physically fine other than that, it's just sore muscles. Well, that and exhaustion. I think I need to get some more sleep and then take a hot shower or something."
"OK. I will let you rest. Do you want to put some clothes on before I go to make you breakfast? I will bring the food up here for you to eat in bed."
"Yeah, I will take some clothes. Well, I will try to put them on at least."
I got up slowly, trying my best not to jostle him around too much. After that, I went to his dresser and pulled out a pair of boxers, some lounge pants, and a t-shirt. I wanted him to be comfortable, so all the clothes were chosen to fit that requirement.
I didn't make him move to get dressed, and thankfully Ocean didn't fight me on this. He just leaned back and listened when I told him to let me help him get dressed.
This was a first for me. I have only ever taken his clothes off of him. I've picked out his clothes before but I have never actually put his clothes on him.
"I'm sorry, baby." I felt so bad as I saw the look in his eyes. He was really hurting and I truly hoped he was telling me the truth for the reason why.
"I'm fine. Like I said, it's just my muscles. You were really horny last night, and so was I. But I think seven times was a little too much."
"OK, fine, next time we'll stop at six." I couldn't help myself when I made that joke. Ocean, however, didn't seem too amused.
"Hardy har har. You know something, Makai? That was so funny that I actually forgot to laugh. Wow, you must be the best comedian in the world."
"And the award for the most deadpan delivery ever goes to Ocean Riptide Shores. Everyone give him a round of applause!" I pretended to give an award ceremony debut after he said that sarcastic, and very dry sounding, joke of his.
"You're such a fucking dork." He laughed and shook his head at me.
"But I am your dork, and you love me." I blinked at him, feigning innocence.
"Yeah, for some strange reason that I don't know, I do actually love you."
We laughed a little bit more while I helped him into his clothes. After that, I kissed the tip of his nose, tucked him back into bed, and left the room. I was practically skipping down the hall from all the pleasure I had gotten last night. And even though Ocean was feeling sore and tired, I know that he had enjoyed himself as well. I guess I couldn't be too upset or worried about it right now. He was happy for the most part and I was very happy.
I was still pretty much skipping when I went into the kitchen to make breakfast. I almost forgot for a second that we had two more people here, two house guests that were staying with us right now. I needed to make breakfast for them as well.
"Hmm." I thought for a minute, trying to figure out what I was going to make. "I guess French toast and bacon would be a good idea. Oh, and some scrambled eggs as well. That sounds good to me."
After I was done talking to myself, I started to prep the stuff that I needed for breakfast. I started to fry the bacon then got the bread battered up and fried. I made a heaping stack of French toast and a huge pile of bacon. I also had a full pan of eggs scrambled up and ready to go.
Just as I finished taking the food off of the stove and putting in the serving dish, Ben and Ryan came into the room. I could feel them staring at me as I basically danced around the kitchen, humming and whistling to myself.
"Where is Ocean?" Ben asked me while I started to make Ocean's plate of food.
"He wasn't feeling that good this morning. So, I am taking him breakfast in bed." I danced over to the fridge and pulled out the milk and the orange juice. I knew he liked both when he ate French toast and he often couldn't decide what one he wanted. So, I was taking him both.
"Is he sick?" Ben was starting to sound worried about my boyfriend now.
"Yeah, he said it's mostly just him still being tired. He will be fine later."
I wasn't telling them what happened last night, that was between Ocean and myself. I didn't want them to know about it at all. What happens in the privacy of my bedroom was not for them to discuss.
While I was thinking that, I could tell that Ryan was staring at me intently. What the hell was his problem? Why was he staring at me like that? Was there something on the shirt that I was wearing? Did I spill the eggs on my clothes or something? What the hell was it?"
"I am both shocked and impressed." Ryan finally spoke. "I wish I could say that I want some pointers, but I don't think that I should be talking to you about that."
"Huh?" I looked up at him, trying to figure out what he was saying.
"I know you had a lot of 'fun' last night. Congrats, man. But how the hell did you manage to do it so much that Ocean is stuck in bed? Did you do it too good or too bad?"
"Ryan!" Ben shouted at him. "You don't know what happened. So shut up." Ben snapped at him with his eyes wide open.
"They had sex. I can see the proof on his neck and collarbone. He has a bunch of hickeys. I'm right, aren't I, Kai? You did it, didn't you?"
"I..I.. n..no, you're not."
"OK, OK, don't worry. I won't ask about it. Your private time is your private time. I just hope that I can be that good one day. I want to render Ben speechless as well as-."
"RYAN!" Ben shouted his name and smacked him on the arm.
"OUCH! That hurt." Ryan was rubbing the spot that Ben had just hit.
"Yeah, well, your face is about to hurt if you don't shut up. Seriously. What the hell is the matter with you?"
I started to laugh then. I think it was time that I left them alone. I needed to get back upstairs and have breakfast with my Ocean. After that, I would draw him a bath and put some epsom salts into it. That would make his muscles feel better.
After breakfast and the bath, Ocean and I watched a movie in our room. I think this was a good thing as well. We needed to show Ben and Ryan that just because we all lived together in the same house, didn't mean that we always had to hang out together. This private and alone time was something that we all needed to keep and preserve for ourselves.
I made sure that I didn't do anything else to hurt Ocean for the rest of the night. I just held him in my arms while we sat and watched a couple of romantic comedies and talked about random things. I didn't, however, tell him about what Ryan had said this morning. I didn't even want to think about what would happen if Ocean knew that Ryan had commented on our sex life.. That would probably make him die of embarrassment.
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Makai
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I woke up still holding Ocean in my arms. My body was sore but in a pleasant way. It was like I had used muscles that had wanted to be used and they were singing with joy over it. I had a smile on my face and a song playing endlessly inside my head. I was definitely floating on cloud nine right now as I remember the blissful night that I had.
"Good morning." I whispered into Ocean's ear.
"Ngh! Speak for yourself." He groaned into my chest as I held him. He sounded exhausted and worn out. Perhaps he hadn't slept as peacefully as I had.
"What's wrong, baby?" I asked him as I pulled back, trying to get a look at his face.
I saw that Ocean's eyes had dark rings under them and he looked like he was about to fall back to sleep.
"Are you OK?" I nearly leapt up in a panic. What should I do in a situation like this? Should I throw some clothes on and take him to the hospital? Should I call someone for help? What am I supposed to do?
"I'm fine." He grumbled at me, his voice sounding exhausted. "At least mostly fine. I am just tired and sore. I don't think we should go that much anymore. My body can't take it." I smirked at the fact that he was basically just saying that he was tired still because I fucked his brains out. That was both making my heart soar and plummet into my stomach with nerves all at the same time.
"I didn't hear you complaining last night." I Joked with him as I kissed his forehead.
"Yeah, and last night I didn't feel the aftereffects." He tried to disengage himself from me and roll over but stopped and groaned again. "Ngh!"
"Does it really hurt that bad?" I was worried again. I didn't think that it was possible, but I guess I could have hurt him with how rough I was being.
"It's just muscle fatigue. I am physically fine other than that, it's just sore muscles. Well, that and exhaustion. I think I need to get some more sleep and then take a hot shower or something."
"OK. I will let you rest. Do you want to put some clothes on before I go to make you breakfast? I will bring the food up here for you to eat in bed."
"Yeah, I will take some clothes. Well, I will try to put them on at least."
I got up slowly, trying my best not to jostle him around too much. After that, I went to his dresser and pulled out a pair of boxers, some lounge pants, and a t-shirt. I wanted him to be comfortable, so all the clothes were chosen to fit that requirement.
I didn't make him move to get dressed, and thankfully Ocean didn't fight me on this. He just leaned back and listened when I told him to let me help him get dressed.
This was a first for me. I have only ever taken his clothes off of him. I've picked out his clothes before but I have never actually put his clothes on him.
"I'm sorry, baby." I felt so bad as I saw the look in his eyes. He was really hurting and I truly hoped he was telling me the truth for the reason why.
"I'm fine. Like I said, it's just my muscles. You were really horny last night, and so was I. But I think seven times was a little too much."
"OK, fine, next time we'll stop at six." I couldn't help myself when I made that joke. Ocean, however, didn't seem too amused.
"Hardy har har. You know something, Makai? That was so funny that I actually forgot to laugh. Wow, you must be the best comedian in the world."
"And the award for the most deadpan delivery ever goes to Ocean Riptide Shores. Everyone give him a round of applause!" I pretended to give an award ceremony debut after he said that sarcastic, and very dry sounding, joke of his.
"You're such a fucking dork." He laughed and shook his head at me.
"But I am your dork, and you love me." I blinked at him, feigning innocence.
"Yeah, for some strange reason that I don't know, I do actually love you."
We laughed a little bit more while I helped him into his clothes. After that, I kissed the tip of his nose, tucked him back into bed, and left the room. I was practically skipping down the hall from all the pleasure I had gotten last night. And even though Ocean was feeling sore and tired, I know that he had enjoyed himself as well. I guess I couldn't be too upset or worried about it right now. He was happy for the most part and I was very happy.
I was still pretty much skipping when I went into the kitchen to make breakfast. I almost forgot for a second that we had two more people here, two house guests that were staying with us right now. I needed to make breakfast for them as well.
"Hmm." I thought for a minute, trying to figure out what I was going to make. "I guess French toast and bacon would be a good idea. Oh, and some scrambled eggs as well. That sounds good to me."
After I was done talking to myself, I started to prep the stuff that I needed for breakfast. I started to fry the bacon then got the bread battered up and fried. I made a heaping stack of French toast and a huge pile of bacon. I also had a full pan of eggs scrambled up and ready to go.
Just as I finished taking the food off of the stove and putting in the serving dish, Ben and Ryan came into the room. I could feel them staring at me as I basically danced around the kitchen, humming and whistling to myself.
"Where is Ocean?" Ben asked me while I started to make Ocean's plate of food.
"He wasn't feeling that good this morning. So, I am taking him breakfast in bed." I danced over to the fridge and pulled out the milk and the orange juice. I knew he liked both when he ate French toast and he often couldn't decide what one he wanted. So, I was taking him both.
"Is he sick?" Ben was starting to sound worried about my boyfriend now.
"Yeah, he said it's mostly just him still being tired. He will be fine later."
I wasn't telling them what happened last night, that was between Ocean and myself. I didn't want them to know about it at all. What happens in the privacy of my bedroom was not for them to discuss.
While I was thinking that, I could tell that Ryan was staring at me intently. What the hell was his problem? Why was he staring at me like that? Was there something on the shirt that I was wearing? Did I spill the eggs on my clothes or something? What the hell was it?"
"I am both shocked and impressed." Ryan finally spoke. "I wish I could say that I want some pointers, but I don't think that I should be talking to you about that."
"Huh?" I looked up at him, trying to figure out what he was saying.
"I know you had a lot of 'fun' last night. Congrats, man. But how the hell did you manage to do it so much that Ocean is stuck in bed? Did you do it too good or too bad?"
"Ryan!" Ben shouted at him. "You don't know what happened. So shut up." Ben snapped at him with his eyes wide open.
"They had sex. I can see the proof on his neck and collarbone. He has a bunch of hickeys. I'm right, aren't I, Kai? You did it, didn't you?"
"I..I.. n..no, you're not."
"OK, OK, don't worry. I won't ask about it. Your private time is your private time. I just hope that I can be that good one day. I want to render Ben speechless as well as-."
"RYAN!" Ben shouted his name and smacked him on the arm.
"OUCH! That hurt." Ryan was rubbing the spot that Ben had just hit.
"Yeah, well, your face is about to hurt if you don't shut up. Seriously. What the hell is the matter with you?"
I started to laugh then. I think it was time that I left them alone. I needed to get back upstairs and have breakfast with my Ocean. After that, I would draw him a bath and put some epsom salts into it. That would make his muscles feel better.
After breakfast and the bath, Ocean and I watched a movie in our room. I think this was a good thing as well. We needed to show Ben and Ryan that just because we all lived together in the same house, didn't mean that we always had to hang out together. This private and alone time was something that we all needed to keep and preserve for ourselves.
I made sure that I didn't do anything else to hurt Ocean for the rest of the night. I just held him in my arms while we sat and watched a couple of romantic comedies and talked about random things. I didn't, however, tell him about what Ryan had said this morning. I didn't even want to think about what would happen if Ocean knew that Ryan had commented on our sex life.. That would probably make him die of embarrassment.
~~Makai~~I woke up still holding Ocean in my arms. My body was sore but in a pleasant way. It was like I had used muscles that had wanted to be used and they were singing with joy over it. I had a smile on my face and a song playing endlessly inside my head. I was definitely floating on cloud nine right now as I remember the blissful night that I had."Good morning." I whispered into Ocean's ear."Ngh! Speak for yourself." He groaned into my chest as I held him. He sounded exhausted and worn out. Perhaps he hadn't slept as peacefully as I had."What's wrong, baby?" I asked him as I pulled back, trying to get a look at his face.I saw that Ocean's eyes had dark rings under them and he looked like he was about to fall back to sleep."Are you OK?" I nearly leapt up in a panic. What should I do in a situation like this? Should I throw some clothes on and take him to the hospital? Should I call someone for help? What am I supposed to do?"I'm fine." He grumbled at me, his voice sounding exhausted. "At least mostly fine. I am just tired and sore. I don't think we should go that much anymore. My body can't take it." I smirked at the fact that he was basically just saying that he was tired still because I fucked his brains out. That was both making my heart soar and plummet into my stomach with nerves all at the same time."I didn't hear you complaining last night." I Joked with him as I kissed his forehead."Yeah, and last night I didn't feel the aftereffects." He tried to disengage himself from me and roll over but stopped and groaned again. "Ngh!""Does it really hurt that bad?" I was worried again. I didn't think that it was possible, but I guess I could have hurt him with how rough I was being. "It's just muscle fatigue. I am physically fine other than that, it's just sore muscles. Well, that and exhaustion. I think I need to get some more sleep and then take a hot shower or something.""OK. I will let you rest. Do you want to put some clothes on before I go to make you breakfast? I will bring the food up here for you to eat in bed.""Yeah, I will take some clothes. Well, I will try to put them on at least."I got up slowly, trying my best not to jostle him around too much. After that, I went to his dresser and pulled out a pair of boxers, some lounge pants, and a t-shirt. I wanted him to be comfortable, so all the clothes were chosen to fit that requirement.I didn't make him move to get dressed, and thankfully Ocean didn't fight me on this. He just leaned back and listened when I told him to let me help him get dressed.This was a first for me. I have only ever taken his clothes off of him. I've picked out his clothes before but I have never actually put his clothes on him."I'm sorry, baby." I felt so bad as I saw the look in his eyes. He was really hurting and I truly hoped he was telling me the truth for the reason why."I'm fine. Like I said, it's just my muscles. You were really horny last night, and so was I. But I think seven times was a little too much.""OK, fine, next time we'll stop at six." I couldn't help myself when I made that joke. Ocean, however, didn't seem too amused."Hardy har har. You know something, Makai? That was so funny that I actually forgot to laugh. Wow, you must be the best comedian in the world.""And the award for the most deadpan delivery ever goes to Ocean Riptide Shores. Everyone give him a round of applause!" I pretended to give an award ceremony debut after he said that sarcastic, and very dry sounding, joke of his."You're such a fucking dork." He laughed and shook his head at me."But I am your dork, and you love me." I blinked at him, feigning innocence."Yeah, for some strange reason that I don't know, I do actually love you."We laughed a little bit more while I helped him into his clothes. After that, I kissed the tip of his nose, tucked him back into bed, and left the room. I was practically skipping down the hall from all the pleasure I had gotten last night. And even though Ocean was feeling sore and tired, I know that he had enjoyed himself as well. I guess I couldn't be too upset or worried about it right now. He was happy for the most part and I was very happy.I was still pretty much skipping when I went into the kitchen to make breakfast. I almost forgot for a second that we had two more people here, two house guests that were staying with us right now. I needed to make breakfast for them as well."Hmm." I thought for a minute, trying to figure out what I was going to make. "I guess French toast and bacon would be a good idea. Oh, and some scrambled eggs as well. That sounds good to me."After I was done talking to myself, I started to prep the stuff that I needed for breakfast. I started to fry the bacon then got the bread battered up and fried. I made a heaping stack of French toast and a huge pile of bacon. I also had a full pan of eggs scrambled up and ready to go.Just as I finished taking the food off of the stove and putting in the serving dish, Ben and Ryan came into the room. I could feel them staring at me as I basically danced around the kitchen, humming and whistling to myself."Where is Ocean?" Ben asked me while I started to make Ocean's plate of food."He wasn't feeling that good this morning. So, I am taking him breakfast in bed." I danced over to the fridge and pulled out the milk and the orange juice. I knew he liked both when he ate French toast and he often couldn't decide what one he wanted. So, I was taking him both."Is he sick?" Ben was starting to sound worried about my boyfriend now."Yeah, he said it's mostly just him still being tired. He will be fine later."I wasn't telling them what happened last night, that was between Ocean and myself. I didn't want them to know about it at all. What happens in the privacy of my bedroom was not for them to discuss.While I was thinking that, I could tell that Ryan was staring at me intently. What the hell was his problem? Why was he staring at me like that? Was there something on the shirt that I was wearing? Did I spill the eggs on my clothes or something? What the hell was it?""I am both shocked and impressed." Ryan finally spoke. "I wish I could say that I want some pointers, but I don't think that I should be talking to you about that.""Huh?" I looked up at him, trying to figure out what he was saying."I know you had a lot of 'fun' last night. Congrats, man. But how the hell did you manage to do it so much that Ocean is stuck in bed? Did you do it too good or too bad?""Ryan!" Ben shouted at him. "You don't know what happened. So shut up." Ben snapped at him with his eyes wide open."They had sex. I can see the proof on his neck and collarbone. He has a bunch of hickeys. I'm right, aren't I, Kai? You did it, didn't you?""I..I.. n..no, you're not.""OK, OK, don't worry. I won't ask about it. Your private time is your private time. I just hope that I can be that good one day. I want to render Ben speechless as well as-.""RYAN!" Ben shouted his name and smacked him on the arm."OUCH! That hurt." Ryan was rubbing the spot that Ben had just hit."Yeah, well, your face is about to hurt if you don't shut up. Seriously. What the hell is the matter with you?"I started to laugh then. I think it was time that I left them alone. I needed to get back upstairs and have breakfast with my Ocean. After that, I would draw him a bath and put some epsom salts into it. That would make his muscles feel better.After breakfast and the bath, Ocean and I watched a movie in our room. I think this was a good thing as well. We needed to show Ben and Ryan that just because we all lived together in the same house, didn't mean that we always had to hang out together. This private and alone time was something that we all needed to keep and preserve for ourselves.I made sure that I didn't do anything else to hurt Ocean for the rest of the night. I just held him in my arms while we sat and watched a couple of romantic comedies and talked about random things. I didn't, however, tell him about what Ryan had said this morning. I didn't even want to think about what would happen if Ocean knew that Ryan had commented on our sex life.. That would probably make him die of embarrassment.
