Page 105 of Pure Silence

“Yes, baby.” Goldie smirked. “Not sure if I can be yours like that all the time, but whew, it was amazing.”

“Well, I wanted to teach you a lesson,” Day said stubbornly. “It was important.”

“Lesson learned. Message received. Fuck, trust me, my knees aren’t gonna let me forget that one for a while.”

“Did I hurt you, angel?” Day tensed. “Are you all right?”

“I’m okay,” Goldie soothed. “Just sore, baby. Can’t keep up with you, you know.”

“Yes, you can. You can do anything, my sweet angel.” Day hugged him tight. “Stay here. I’m going to take care of you now.”

“Not going anywhere.” Goldie grunted as Day’s cock slipped out, and he stretched his legs out. He watched Day leave the bedroom, and he closed his eyes. His most demanding workouts didn’t tire him out like this, and he knew he was already in danger of passing out. As sleepy as he was, the lull of his submission was fading, and he finally remembered what he’d been so worried about earlier.

Those pricks in the parking lot.

Shit.

He’d never called Alvarez.

Maybe just a text or something would do, but he definitely needed to let him know.

Goldie didn’t feel like moving, even as he felt Day’s come trying to drip out of him. He’d ask Day to bring him his phone before they went to sleep so he could let Alvarez know what had happened and go from there.

Day returned with a damp washcloth, water, and medicine. He hummed to himself as he fed Goldie the pill and gave him a sip of water to take it with, and then he occupied himself with cleaning up Goldie. He wiped underneath him, washing the come from his stomach and cock and wiping up what he could from the blankets, and then he passed the cloth back between Goldie’s cheeks to tidy up the slick come.

Goldie loved this.

The level of care Day always exhibited was so endearing, and Goldie ate up all the sweet touches. It was humbling that Day cared for him so much, and he didn’t see this level of attention ever dwindling. Once Day seemed satisfied that Goldie was clean, he helped him slip under the covers and pulled off the dirty blanket. He left only briefly, probably to put the blanket in the laundry room, and he came back to snuggle in beside Goldie.

Goldie still hadn’t moved, still on his stomach, but he lifted his arm to wrap around Day and draw him in close. “Mmm, hey, baby. Thank you.”

“Of course, angel.” Day beamed. “I like taking care of you. It makes me happy.”

“Me too. Mmm. I was gonna take you to the museum again this weekend, but I think tomorrow is gonna be a sitting on our butts kinda day.”

“I like those days too. We can visit the museum another day.”

“Okay, baby.” Goldie smiled.

Day tried to cuddle more aggressively, pushing under Goldie’s side to get at his chest. “I wish to hold you.”

“On it.” Goldie turned to roll over, but he winced when that spot in his back that had spasmed earlier flared up again. “Fuck, or not. Mmm, hang on one sec, baby.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Just my back. It’s all right.”

“You said I didn’t hurt you.”

“You didn’t. Technically, I hurt me. I think I came so hard I fuckin’ pulled something.”

“Here.” Day urged Goldie back onto his stomach. “Let me help you.”

“I’m okay,” Goldie protested. “Happens sometimes when I work out too. Just aggravated something is all.”

“I am helping you,” Day said more firmly, indicating there was no room for argument. He grabbed the lotion from the bedside table and sat on the backs of Goldie’s thighs.

“Well, I’m not gonna say no to a massage.” Goldie chuckled as he reached up to pull his long hair out of the way. “Thank you, baby. You really don’t have to though.”