Page 107 of Pure Silence

“I…” Day fell silent.

“See, if we can let the police handle some of the sinners, then I don’t have to worry about not being able to spend as much time with you.”

“You mean, like… sending the sinners to them?”

“Yes!” Goldie beamed. “I know you can’t help hearing things sometimes, but hey, we can call the police tip line and make reports when you do. Let the cops handle the dirty work, you know?”

“I… I suppose that still might work.” Day traced his fingers along Goldie’s spine. “It would keep sinners from harming people, right?”

“Exactly. Plus, then you get to spend all that extra not-killing people time with me and Twinkle and Purrcy.”

“I will need to think on this.” Day slid his hands back down to Goldie’s hips to massage there. “But thank you, angel, for thinking so much of me.”

“Of course, baby.” Goldie smiled, and he considered this conversation a win.

Worst case scenario, the city’s police department had to chase down a bunch of bogus tips. Best case, if Day was able to somehow magically spot out criminals, it would give the police a legitimate source of assistance to make some arrests.

Either way, it meant less potential murder.

Goldie let himself be rocked back to the edge of sleep by Day’s strong hands, and he realized he still hadn’t alerted Detective Alvarez.

Ah, well.

It could wait until tomorrow.

Day leaned in close to rub Goldie’s shoulders, kissing behind his ear as he murmured, “Oh, angel. How I adore you…” His cock rubbed between Goldie’s ass cheeks. “Do you feel what you do to me?”

“Yes, baby,” Goldie mumbled. “I do.”

“May I have you again, angel?”

“Go right ahead.” Goldie smiled sleepily.

Day slid back a bit, and Goldie could hear the lube bottle opening. “I’ll be so gentle, angel.”

“Mmm, I know you will be.” Goldie’s heart fluttered as he felt the head of Day’s cock pushing back in. “Mmm, there you go, baby… go on. Take what you need, baby.”

Day inhaled shakily, spreading himself over Goldie’s back as he slowly thrust, working himself in inch by inch. “Oh, angel…”

Goldie murmured drowsily, no real words but just a soft sound of contentment. The weight of Day on top of him was comforting, grounding, and he loved the slick slide of his cock. He was so relaxed and fucked out that there was no resistance, and Day slipped within Goldie’s body effortlessly deep. Being so tired made it almost feel like a dream, and the sensations were far away somehow, but still marvelously sweet.

Letting Day use him like this was also strangely arousing, as if he was merely a toy for Day’s cock. It made Goldie’s face flash hot, though he was far too tired for his body to get on board physically. He didn’t think he could have gotten off if he’d tried, but he enjoyed the closeness of the act anyway.

Day’s kisses were feathery and soft, and his skin was deliciously hot where it pressed against Goldie’s. Day’s fingers were caressing Goldie with such tenderness, and his breath was tickling Goldie’s ear as he whispered the most beautiful things, “Oh, my darling… oh, my sweet angel. A single touch of your hand makes my heart beat faster, and not even the deepest waters on Earth could quench the thirst of my passions as a single kiss from your lips can. I could take my fill of love from your body until morning and every morning after, and it would still never be enough. My angel… my perfect, beautiful angel.”

Day’s climax approached with soft moans and increased thrusts, and then he let out a passionate cry as he filled Goldie’s body once more. He rutted into him, peppering his shoulder and arm with more kisses, murmuring more sweet praise until he too was finally exhausted. He rose from bed to clean up again, and Goldie managed to roll over on his back so he could pull Day on top of his chest when he returned.

“Good night, my angel,” Day mumbled. “Sleep sweetly.”

“Night, baby.” Goldie held Day close and kissed his brow, smiling as he finally fell asleep.

Sleep was heavy, deep, and wonderful, and the morning was a repeat of the same bliss Goldie had come to expect since Day had come to stay with him. They woke up together with Twinkle nestled between them, and he was surprised to find Purrcy had joined their snuggle party by wedging herself onto Goldie’s pillow behind his head to nest in his hair.

It was pretty perfect.

Day was up first as always to get dressed, grab Goldie’s medicine, and then give him another gentle massage as he replaced the patches on his back. He had remembered to bring Goldie’s phone to him so he could text Alvarez this morning like he wanted to. Determined to make breakfast on his own, Day left Goldie in bed with the cats to go to the kitchen.

Goldie enjoyed the furry cuddles for a few more minutes before dragging himself up to text Detective Alvarez. He explained what happened and gave as much detail as he could remember about the two men who had confronted him in the parking lot. He still had no idea if Alvarez would be able to do much with his vague descriptions, but maybe it would be enough.