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I Don't Regret	By : JasminSteele Category: M through R > Predator Views: 3942 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Twelve
Real Boredom
Six months went by after Boedog and Tox left to go on their hunt. Thaiden was still mostly out of the picture doing his own thing, leaving Otic to spend the majority of her time with me. Whenever I asked what Thaiden was doing she kept telling me the same thing, 'planning for his hunt and getting his affairs in order'. When I told her that people only got their affairs in order when they were expecting to die she laughed. It didn't have the same meaning, especially since Thaiden was planning on opening his school to more students.
The 'affairs' she meant was recruiting new students. Apparently Thaiden had actually been taking small trips off world to speak to a few clans to see if there were any potential students. When Otic told me it made much more sense as to why the old man wasn't around that often.
"Where's he headed this time?" I asked around a mouthful of meat. Otic and I were having dinner together and were discussing what Thaiden had been up to.
"He's gone to a small colony, apparently he heard word that a clan member out there had been banished at a young age and has been surviving on his own. He's apparently done very well and doesn't really share his clan's views. Thaiden said the clan considered him dead so he thought he would look into it and see just what kind of views the outcast has."
"Sounds complicated," I said after swallowing and Otic nodded. To have been banished as a kid and then still survive…this 'potential student' could have many issues, including harboring some grudge against his clan.
"Clan affairs can be very complicated, everyone has their own rules."
"So, if Thaiden is thinking about opening up this school to new students, what will I do?" I had no idea if Thaiden had intended that I be a part of his school or not. If he did I had no idea what he could possibly use me for other than bait for his students.
"You'll probably help assist in teaching about human behavior," Otic said with a shrug. "Or he hasn't thought about using you for the school at all, I don't know."
Her words made me think a little. Thaiden had never actually told me why he had taken me from Earth and whenever I pressed the issue the usual responses were, 'to save you', 'to study you' or 'because I could'. That usually ended the questioning right there. Even when I tried to ask Boedog or even Tox why Thaiden had taken me neither of them knew the answer.
Getting a straight answer from anyone was impossible, I realized that eventually but it still bugged me. I could have been home, at that moment, after a day of teaching or whatever job I had found after I graduated.
And that was another thing, I was going to graduate soon before I was taken. How did my family take my disappearance? Did anyone think I was murdered?
You've been through this a thousand times before, I reminded myself. Whenever the question of "why was I taken?" came up I followed the same trail of thoughts. I had no idea what happened after I was taken, didn't know if there was an investigation or what was told to my family. My aunt and uncle lived the closest to where I was going to school, my parents lived farther north in New York, I was sure they would be hysterical as soon as they found I was gone.
Not to mention the girl I had just broken up with.
Maybe they came to the conclusion you did it? I teased myself. There were three dead bodies left behind and I was no where to be found, there was a good chance that the police decided I was the one that killed those men and ran for it. The only problem they had was that I had literally vanished from the face of the Earth.
Put it aside, I told myself, it's been years since then, and continued to eat. Otic was sitting quietly, munching on her own food, she had come to recognize whenever I was day dreaming, remembering or thinking about something. Ever since that little incident in the garden, though, I tried not to do those things around her.
"Why don't you relax for the day?" Otic suggested when I took another bite of soup. I considered her suggestion but shrugged my shoulders.
"I don't know what I'll do today," I said after swallowing my food. "Today feels like a boredom day," I finished and nodded at my soup. I was already bringing back memories I didn't really care for, lying around for the rest of the day trying to bring up good memories sounded like the best way to fill up my free time.
"You know I don't like you reminiscing like that," Otic said a little sternly.
"I know, I know, live in the present not in the past," I told her. When I mentioned that I sometimes daydreamed about the past and wondered if things would have been different she always told me that. It was hard not to do on really boring days, though, and it was starting to feel like one of those days.
"If you need someone to talk to…" she let her words hang in the air and I nodded my thanks. Sometimes it felt better to talk about different scenarios than think about them. I had done it a few times and she always listened politely. I was sure I was starting to annoy her but she never gave any real indication if I was.
"I think I want to be alone today," I said after emptying my bowl. Being alone sounded like a good idea. It didn't help that it was overcast and was supposed to rain but it did mean that the air was going to be cooler and I could spend my time in Boedog's room, which was where I headed after I finished dinner and bade Otic a good day.
Idle hands, I thought to myself. My eyes were staring at the ceiling but my thoughts were in the past, thinking of Boedog and craving his company in more ways than one. In recent months I had taken to fantasizing about him more often than not. I realized it probably wasn't the healthiest thing I could do but it made me feel better and less alone. Imagining Boedog between my legs or bent over in front of me was just as intoxicating as if he was actually with me.
I stared out the window into space, we were passing by a colorful nebula that played havoc with my sight but it was beautiful. Tobias was on my thoughts but, I craved him more than usual.
It was hard not to reach down and start to coax myself out at the thought of Tobias, it had been too long since I felt his touch, since I felt my own touch, and I knew it would help curve the craving for sex and keep me out of trouble with Beira.
Beira was recovering well, his therapy was bringing us uncomfortably close and he knew it. He was starting to gently ease himself into more sultry positions and every chance he got he would let his hand or gaze linger for a second too long.
Everyone was asleep, I made sure before going to my favorite thinking spot, because I had planned on fantasizing about my partner and having the privacy to do it. I couldn't hold out any longer, the yearning was too great and before I knew it I was rigid in my own hand.
Imagining a hot, long, slick tongue wrapped around myself made me throb and too eagerly I started in at a fast pace, I had moved out to the balcony where the sun was setting and the rain clouds were moving in; outside was my favorite place to have sex. It was 'public' yet private, I got a rush every time we were outside.
Soft lips were all I could think about as I stroked up and down, a purr emanating from my chest. Tobias's lips were one of his best features and I loved it when he used them on me, I had never felt anything like them before.
Excitement coursed through my veins as I opened my eyes and stared at the sky, hand pumping, imagining Boedog wrapped around me, purring away. Sweat trickled from my brow and made my hand slick bringing me closer to the edge too quickly.
It had been so long since my last release I could feel myself get too close too quickly but it only made me think harder about Tobias, his lips wrapped around my member, sucking hard, working fervently to please me.
I could hear Boedog purring in delight as I reached the edge and spilled over it, jerking wildly as I came. I imagined he cleaned me up then wrapped me in a hug as he usually did and then…I dozed off.
Heavy grunts left me as I spilled onto the deck, imagining Tobias greedily drinking me in, a satisfied look in his eyes. Instead of him actually being there I had to quickly clean up, unable to enjoy my pleasure for very long but, it was well worth it.
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