Oh god… he dove his nose slowly, almost deliberately, under the bedsheet covering my lower half. We were alone in my room one evening, with the door locked from Tut who I couldn’t stand being stared at by but couldn’t shake from my thoughts either, after a lot of evenings in the dark, me lazy and scrolling through social media, laughing at the smallest good things I could find – scrolling quickly past the distressing or annoying (unless they really grabbed my annoyed attention) – with my pyjama buttons undone. XXX I had my arms around him and caressed his back, and hugged him close, still knotted. I knew I’d bought two males, and I didn’t really know much about dogs – were they alphas, I worried, and would they fight for control of the apartment – but I’d always preferred the company of boys at school and even later at work, just for some reason.
