Chapter 107. His Eyes Were Green

PRECIOUS

April 19th, xxxy

The ceiling is yet another unrecognisable pattern Precious doesn't care about in a city he'll soon forget about once his back is turned.

Kamil should've been here, is an errant thought that Precious stomps down but it's a parasite that springs up everywhere.

It springs up immediately after waking up, while he's in the shower, as he's attending the dinner party and bored out of his everlasting mind.

It springs up now in the comfort of his room. Naked under the covers, Precious palms his cock and strokes slowly. In his mind, he is back home kneeling between Kamil's legs, nails digging in the bigger Shifter's thighs as he sucks on Kamil's cock.

He's flat on his back on the floor, on all fours, bent over the sink and taken without limit, bound, punished, begging.

So far gone into this reality that when customer service knocks on the door, it takes a while before he could answer.

The bedsheet he wraps around his wa