Contract BxM

??Chapter Twenty??

The whore and slut thing didn't really get to him, he'd thought it would remind him of Gil and made him feel filthy and he also didn't like it when others did but when Xavier did in those domineering husky voice of his with lust in those beautiful eyes just turns him on the more and the last thing on his mind that night was Gil but pleasing Xavier like a trained slut and letting him take him in every way possible.

He has just been feeling weird about the whole happenings, if he'd being confused before on Xavier really caring about him he wasn't anymore, he's being showing it in so many ways he's just refusing to see it. Having a flashback to the day before.

He had woken up briefly after fallen asleep on Xavier chest while his large fingers lulled him to sleep. Like usual he'd watched Xavier sleep before drifting off again. When he woke the next time Xavier wasn't in bed with him and he tried to get up but was still  sore he couldn't, he whines cause the pain, he's prolly swollen. He forced himself to get up despite the pain to use the bathroom leaning and using the walls for support. Walking as slowly as he could he finally made it there, he did his business but he wasn't as fortunate trying to get back to the bed. He collapsed on his way there and didn't even bother to lift himself up, he didn't know he was this sore, no wonder Xavier panicked how much and severe did he bled he thought, did he need a stitch. That's how Xavier found him, on the floor thinking about his life decisions.

"Silver! Are you okay? You shouldn't have moved. You should have called for me." Xavier said with worry hurrying to him and lifting him up bridal style and taking him to the bed carefully laying him down.

"I'm not disabled." He murmurs

"You're hurt."

"I'm fine."

"Don't lie to me," Xavier glared at him.
"Where does it hurt, i mean does it still hurt much."

He wanted to say he's okay and he can handle it but the glare Xavier threw at him as if telling him not to even say otherwise or deny it stopped him.

"I'm still sore." He replied instead knowing Xavier was just worried about him.

"I went to get this," Xavier shows a bag bringing out a cream and painkillers. " they said it helps."

The cream was just what he needed, he felt warm inside for some reason. "Thank you."

"I don't know how to apply them, I've never being in this situation before but they seem to be some guide here." Xavier said scanning through the product with undivided attention.

He grabs the item from Xavier. " I do."
Opening the package.

" I want to help, i did this. I can't believe what I've.. i don't think I'd be able to forg—"

He interrupts Xavier seeing the guilt in those eyes and knowing he's punishing himself. "Stop doing that. I'm okay. If i didn't like what you did last night i would have made you stop and left. You're making it seem like you raped me or something. Things happens and I'm not dying." Knowing Xavier was about to say something to counter him and make it all his fault again he adds. "You want to help get me a mirror."

Xavier obliges doing as told. He pulled off his underwear, meeting Xavier widen eyes as he took the mirror from him. Widening his leg, opening himself up carefully checking for tears, he was swollen that's for sure. He looks over to Xavier who sat frozen opposite him.

Hiding his amusement, he meets Xavier eyes. "do you want to stay and watch." Daring him to even move an inch with his eyes knowing Xavier wants to flee and be anywhere but here but being the righteous person he is he wouldn't and his guilt won't let him.