Day 27: Rough, Biting, Scratching
Cecilos as always and unlike StrexCorp I do not own Night Vale.
Carlos sighed as he looked over his arms and his shoulders. He had tiny little scars all over himself. Cecil had this thing with his animal side and he liked to scratch him. It was sexy during sex but it made him sort of self conscious to take his shirt off and such because of all the white scar tissue all over his torso. And he didn't need people to know what their sex life was like.
Especially since people seemed to hung up on it too.
Cecil snuck up behind him unaware and hugged Carlos, "Hey, sweetie."
Carlos smiled a tiny bit and reached up to squeeze his arm. "Hey, babe."
"I brought some tomatoes and mozzarella home and basil, thought we'd make a little dinner out of that."
Carlos smiled and kissed Cecil's cheek, "It sounds wonderful, actually."
Cecil kissed his ear and smiled, "I'll get right on it then." He pulled away a little and paused. "You've got a lot of scars on you Carlos."
"It's no big deal Cecil," he pulled his shirt on and flicked off the bathroom light.
"But there's so many!"
"Cecil!"
The young blonde hushed up, "Carlos?" he asked in a small voice.
"Yeah?"
"Did I give you these?"
"Yes you did."
"I'm sorry, I'll stop."
"It's not bad."
Cecil chuckled, "I think I can find something else to give you the same pain feeling." He winked and sauntered out of the bathroom with a little smirk on his face.
Carlos sighed as he looked over his arms and his shoulders. He had tiny little scars all over himself. Cecil had this thing with his animal side and he liked to scratch him. It was sexy during sex but it made him sort of self conscious to take his shirt off and such because of all the white scar tissue all over his torso. And he didn't need people to know what their sex life was like.
Especially since people seemed to hung up on it too.
Cecil snuck up behind him unaware and hugged Carlos, "Hey, sweetie."
Carlos smiled a tiny bit and reached up to squeeze his arm. "Hey, babe."
"I brought some tomatoes and mozzarella home and basil, thought we'd make a little dinner out of that."
Carlos smiled and kissed Cecil's cheek, "It sounds wonderful, actually."
Cecil kissed his ear and smiled, "I'll get right on it then." He pulled away a little and paused. "You've got a lot of scars on you Carlos."
"It's no big deal Cecil," he pulled his shirt on and flicked off the bathroom light.
"But there's so many!"
"Cecil!"
The young blonde hushed up, "Carlos?" he asked in a small voice.
"Yeah?"
"Did I give you these?"
"Yes you did."
"I'm sorry, I'll stop."
"It's not bad."
Cecil chuckled, "I think I can find something else to give you the same pain feeling." He winked and sauntered out of the bathroom with a little smirk on his face.