When I'm not dodging bullets, I suppose. (Part 2)

Later that day …

I stripped my bed quietly, alone, lost in thought. I brought the sheets close to my face, breathing in. It was almost a shame to wash them, but like hell I was going to sleep on them again. Maybe with them, but not on them. I carried them down to the basement laundry, reveling in it one last time before reluctantly consigning them to the hot water and suds of the washer. If Foster were telling the truth - and he rarely lied - then I'd have plenty of other opportunities.

I slouched in the plastic chair, watching my sheets and a couple changes of clothes go round and round. I was worn out from the day and it wasn't even evening yet. I smiled. Foster seemed perfectly happy with my role in things, though there at the end, Foster going to his knees was not my idea, I had argued strongly against it.

I wonder if he gave me a blow job because his ass was sore? Ha! I grinned at the idea that I might have worn poor Foster out. I should ask him, rub it in, the little...I frowned at my own turn of thoughts. If I want him to keep doing this, then I have to play nice. Making fun of him is not a good idea. I liked it, all of it. For once in my life, I've got to keep myself from fucking things up.

We had cuddled on the couch for over an hour before it seemed that Foster's neediness was satiated from the close company we'd been keeping. He parted ways with a few nuzzles and kisses, promising to see me tomorrow. Not that Foster had much of anywhere else to be, but I appreciated the vote of confidence - and that was what I wanted so badly, for someone to want to be with me. I sighed and rubbed a pulled muscle in my leg (so wonderful to have that due to sex rather than chasing after someone, trying to kill them, or running away from someone trying to kill me), directing my thoughts onward to what I needed to do in order to make sure Foster came back to me every morning.


Ddddexter.

Beethoven's fifth or whatever (seventh maybe? I honestly don't know...I'll ask Gabriel later...if I remember).