about their days. When Skye asked Thom, in a very shy way even though Dru was smiling at him encouragingly, about the plan, Thom smiled and said that he thought it was a good idea too.
“We don’t want to crowd you. We’ll try not to do that, but if you take initiative yourself, it’s not going to bother us, and that way you can take your own time. I think it’s faster for the long-term goal. I mean, if we just tried to avoid any contact with you until you got used to us fucking up all the time, it might take longer. If you contribute to it in your own way, it will be less strained and give you some sense of having control, you know?” Thom asked, and Dru looked at him in a funny way.
“What? I took some psychology courses in college.” Thom rolled his eyes at his lover.
“So what do we do for the rest of the evening?” Dru asked the others when they had eaten and cleaned up the dining area.
“Movie?” Thom asked, and Skye nodded.
“Anything you want to see or don’t want to see?” Thom asked and went to the living room to open the doors to a narrow but tall modern-looking cabinet in the corner of the room. “Take a look; we can watch pretty much anything. We buy a lot of movies and don’t have time to watch most of them.”
Thom went to sit on the couch, and Dru walked to him, plopping down next to his lover and curling up against Thom’s side. He sighed contentedly and closed his eyes for a moment.
“This okay? I’ve seen it once, but I’d really like to see it again.” Skye held up a comedy.
Dru snorted a giggle. “That’s a hilarious one, haven’t seen it in a couple of years. Sure, let’s watch it.”
Thom nodded, and they ignored the little fumbling it took Skye to get the DVD player to operate properly. It was one of those high-tech new players, and they seemed to agree that Skye needed to learn these things from the start himself. Dru doubted the Institute had many DVD players for the patients to use, let alone one like theirs.
“Okay, does anyone want anything to drink?” Thom asked as the trailers began to run.
“Yeah, a soda for me,” Dru said and leaned to kiss Thom’s cheek.
“Skye?”
“I’ll have one too. Thanks,” their guest said and smiled shyly.
When Thom came back with their drinks and his own bottle of beer, Dru curled up against him and Skye took his spot at the other end of the couch. It was nice, very cozy somehow. Dru and both of his favorite men watching a movie and laughing their asses off at the silly things on the screen.
Chapter 6
Skye
Skye woke up drenched in sweat and trying to catch his breath. He couldn’t remember where he had been, which house, basement, which chains or cuffs or what pain he had endured, but it was still there, the feeling he got every time he woke up like this. He knew now where he was; immediately after waking up, he knew that he was safe and cared for, but the dreams hadn’t stopped.
They would never stop, he knew that. It wasn’t something he wanted to live with, but he didn’t really have a choice in the matter, did he? So like always, he got out of the bed and walked into his little bathroom and took a quick shower, just a few seconds to get the sweat off his hair and body. He avoided the mirror as he dried himself afterward. Then he thought, why not? Another thing he would have to get used to. He had put off going to the mall for now, and Dru had understood. They would go when Skye said he was ready.
Hesitantly, he raised his eyes to the mirror. Brown eyes, brown, slightly curly hair that now clung to his temples in tendrils. The bangs reached his forehead when he wasn’t pushing them back. One of the things he was glad about was the placement of all the scars he had. None of them were on his neck or face, though there was a faint line around his neck, low enough to be concealed with a shirt collar. Collar… yeah, it
“We don’t want to crowd you. We’ll try not to do that, but if you take initiative yourself, it’s not going to bother us, and that way you can take your own time. I think it’s faster for the long-term goal. I mean, if we just tried to avoid any contact with you until you got used to us fucking up all the time, it might take longer. If you contribute to it in your own way, it will be less strained and give you some sense of having control, you know?” Thom asked, and Dru looked at him in a funny way.
“What? I took some psychology courses in college.” Thom rolled his eyes at his lover.
“So what do we do for the rest of the evening?” Dru asked the others when they had eaten and cleaned up the dining area.
“Movie?” Thom asked, and Skye nodded.
“Anything you want to see or don’t want to see?” Thom asked and went to the living room to open the doors to a narrow but tall modern-looking cabinet in the corner of the room. “Take a look; we can watch pretty much anything. We buy a lot of movies and don’t have time to watch most of them.”
Thom went to sit on the couch, and Dru walked to him, plopping down next to his lover and curling up against Thom’s side. He sighed contentedly and closed his eyes for a moment.
“This okay? I’ve seen it once, but I’d really like to see it again.” Skye held up a comedy.
Dru snorted a giggle. “That’s a hilarious one, haven’t seen it in a couple of years. Sure, let’s watch it.”
Thom nodded, and they ignored the little fumbling it took Skye to get the DVD player to operate properly. It was one of those high-tech new players, and they seemed to agree that Skye needed to learn these things from the start himself. Dru doubted the Institute had many DVD players for the patients to use, let alone one like theirs.
“Okay, does anyone want anything to drink?” Thom asked as the trailers began to run.
“Yeah, a soda for me,” Dru said and leaned to kiss Thom’s cheek.
“Skye?”
“I’ll have one too. Thanks,” their guest said and smiled shyly.
When Thom came back with their drinks and his own bottle of beer, Dru curled up against him and Skye took his spot at the other end of the couch. It was nice, very cozy somehow. Dru and both of his favorite men watching a movie and laughing their asses off at the silly things on the screen.
Chapter 6
Skye
Skye woke up drenched in sweat and trying to catch his breath. He couldn’t remember where he had been, which house, basement, which chains or cuffs or what pain he had endured, but it was still there, the feeling he got every time he woke up like this. He knew now where he was; immediately after waking up, he knew that he was safe and cared for, but the dreams hadn’t stopped.
They would never stop, he knew that. It wasn’t something he wanted to live with, but he didn’t really have a choice in the matter, did he? So like always, he got out of the bed and walked into his little bathroom and took a quick shower, just a few seconds to get the sweat off his hair and body. He avoided the mirror as he dried himself afterward. Then he thought, why not? Another thing he would have to get used to. He had put off going to the mall for now, and Dru had understood. They would go when Skye said he was ready.
Hesitantly, he raised his eyes to the mirror. Brown eyes, brown, slightly curly hair that now clung to his temples in tendrils. The bangs reached his forehead when he wasn’t pushing them back. One of the things he was glad about was the placement of all the scars he had. None of them were on his neck or face, though there was a faint line around his neck, low enough to be concealed with a shirt collar. Collar… yeah, it
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