SPARTACUS
After a bath, I sat down
beside Tesla on the bed. Nothing had happened yet, I purposely didn't
make a move on him. I also wasn't planning on making a move, actually.
Maybe I'll let him crave for me tonight.
He was watching some tv, like I had instructed him to do until I was done washing the arena sand from my body. Since we had better things to do now, I grabbed the remote control and switched off the program. There was immediate silence in the room.
"Let's play a little game," I suggested.
"A game?" Tesla swallowed and his neck looked so fucking hot when his obvious adam's apple bobbed up and down. That had always been a thing for me when it came to men. Adam's apples. I have no idea why, but where other people had a thing for veins or plump lips or whatever, I had a thing for Adam's apples.
"Yeah, let's pretend we're young again and play truth or dare," I answered.
"Oh, I always hated that game," Tesla said.
"Well, I'm your master for the next twenty-two hours and I'm telling you that we're gonna play it," I said, rather sternly, and sat up straighter to take a sip of apple juice. Tesla softly chuckled. "What?" I asked.
"Nothing...only that it's still a bit strange to see a man like yourself drinking from a juice box."
"Hey, I love apple juice, ok?"
His green-blue eyes shimmered as he nodded and took a gulp of beer himself.
"I'll give you the advantage to start," I said. Wasn't I a good sport?
"Ok," he replied. "Truth or dare?"
"Let's just start with truth," I answered.
He licked his lips and thought about his question for a few seconds. Enough time for me to observe him. He'd changed a bit in those 8 years we hadn't seen each other, but not so much. I could still easily recognize him from his seventeen years old self. Of course, his face had become more mature, but there wasn't much change and even the little features that had changed, had made him only more gorgeous.
He had longer hair now than he had in high school. But, both long and short hair suited him in my eyes. He was so beautiful.
"This is actually pretty hard," he said, sighing. "Ok, I have a question. How long are you here? I mean in hotel Invicta?"
"Almost two years. My turn."
"Ok, I want truth too." He grabbed his beer and took a few sips while he waited for me to ask him a question.
"In the past few days, have you jacked off thinking about our night together?" I asked. Tesla choked on his beer at the question and started coughing uncontrollably. Maybe I should pity him, but I kinda didn't. I gently patted his back and when he was done coughing, I said, "and this is a game of truth. Remember that you can't lie."
He closed his eyes and scrunched his nose in shame when he admitted it. "I...did..."
It looked so cute. When he opened his eyes again, he found me smirking at him and his cheeks blushed.
"You again, I'm doing another truth."
He whispered something so soft, I really couldn't make anything out of it. "What?"
"I asked: Have...you...?" he asked again, not looking at me.
"Have I jerked off with you in my mind? Is that what you mean to ask me?" I said rather loudly.
"Hmm-hmm." He hummed, looking everywhere except at me.
"I have," I answered. That was the truth. I so had. "Couple of times actually."
"...!"
He quickly grabbed his beer and gulped the drink down till the jug was empty.
After a few more innocent and flirtatious truths and dares, I was suddenly in a more serious mood when Tesla picked truth again.
"Why did you say those things about me?"
He immediately knew what I was talking about. "I really don't know...Like I said before, I was young and a stupid fuck. I guess I just wanted to be funny with my friends. Even though it wasn't funny at all. It was just so stupid and wrong."
He got that right. "Tell me how awful you felt afterwards," I said, wanting to tease him. Maybe I was a little mean.
Tesla turned his head and looked at me. "I felt so awful. I felt like shit. I still feel like shit when I think about it. Have you ever felt shame and regrets about something? It feels horrible. You know you're to blame and you wish you could turn back time, but you can't. You hate yourself for what you've done. And hating yourself is just horrible..."
"I don't think I ever felt ashamed like that," I answered. Luckily, I haven't.
"Because you're kind. Even though you're working as a fighter, I still think you're a nice man. You must have hated me so much...I mean...I guess you hated me enough to move and never return to school again."
He looked down at his hands in shame, picking at his cuticles. His nails and the area around them were a mess. He must pluck at his skin all the time, and his nails looked like he bit them.
"I wasn't too happy with you, but you weren't the reason I never came back to school," I answered while I stopped his hand from plucking at the skin. "Don't do that. Your fingers already look like a mess. It looks painful, the way you're messing up your skin there."
"Bad habit," he said and looked at me again. "You really didn't leave school because of me?"
"I left because my family moved. We went to another town for my dad's work and because there were better facilities for my brother there," I explained.
"Oh, yes, your brother had an accident, didn't he?"
"Yeah, he got into a car accident."
"I remember you often spoke about him. Milo, right?" he asked and I nodded. I couldn't believe he remembered my brother's name too. He had a good memory for someone that I thought had never noticed me. "How is he now? You can't see him while being here, can you?"
"I can't talk to him, but I have access to see his room if I want to. We agreed at a certain time in the evening for me to check up on him."
"That's good, I guess."
I had told myself this evening that I wasn't gonna give him any, but I suddenly had such a desire to kiss him, that I laid my hand on his face and turned him so he looked at me. His breathing accelerated and mine did too. Call me crazy, but I think we were having a moment here.
He swallowed again and I leaned in to kiss his neck, to kiss the protrusion on his neck. I felt it bob underneath my lips as he swallowed and licked up to his jaw before I traced my lips higher.
"Tell me the truth. If you weren't supposed to please me as a Rewarder, would you wanna kiss me right now?" I whispered in his ear while I let one of my hands run through his hair.
"You're so d-direct with your questions," he said before he let out an awkward laugh.
"You think so?" I asked, sucking on his earlobe.
"Hmm-hmm."
"You haven't answered my question, though..." I said, kissing his neck again. I felt little goosebumps appearing underneath my tongue.
"F-fuck," he cursed. "Yeah...I would."
I smiled. "I already knew you would," I replied before I finally let my lips melt with his.
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