Chapter Seventy-Seven: Moving

Chapter 77

Moving

Celeste and Jaxon arrived at Deimos’s place that night and were snuggled in bed in her basement apartment.

Jaxon: “Sorry about Noriko.”

He kissed her head.

Celeste: “It’s okay, I dealt with her. I’m sorry you had to endure that again.”

She kissed him.

Jaxon: “S’okay! I got you now. She may be history, but we got chemistry!”

He kissed her back. She laughed at his quip.

She bit her bottom lip and looked up at him.

Celeste: “So, ah, how are we going to do this? I mean… living arrangements. You lost your condo.”

Jaxon bowed his head and frowned.

Jaxon: “Shit, I don’t know… we’re between a rock and a hard place, huh?”

He pursed his lips.

Celeste: “Here… I know what Deimos thinks and I think he’s biting his tongue because Tristan told him to and there’s Lazaros across the street who is a pompous dick. And you live with Percy… and you know Percy and I are enemies.”

She twisted her mouth.

Jaxon: “Yeah… talk about awkward.”

He pondered.

Jaxon: “Maybe we should get our own place?”

He shrugged in half-jest. He paused to realize what he just said. The words escaped his lips before he could think. Her eyes lit up.

Celeste: “You think you could get that condo back or do you want something else?”

She leaned on his chest and traced her nails over his chest. Jaxon shivered to her touch.

Jaxon: “Nah… I don’t want Hypnochick digging her claws in as she knows that Condo. So, it would have to be something else.”

He pondered.

Celeste: “What do you got in mind?”

Jaxon: “What would be your dream home?”

He grinned at her. Celeste hugged her legs.

Celeste: “You know what? I never thought of it. I always was a stray cat roaming from house to house.”

She said as her voice trailed off.

Celeste: “Stray cats never get homes. They wander around all their lives until they die.”

She traced her nails over the bedsheet. Jaxon stroked her head like a cat. She smiled and purred.

Jaxon: “Well, you’re not a stray cat anymore.”

He grinned at her.

Celeste: “Why do you say that?”

She asked him.

Jaxon: “Because you got me now! And I can give you a place to call home.”

He kissed her forehead. Celeste felt warm all over.

Celeste: “So…, what do you want?”

She leaned on his chest.

Jaxon: “Well, I know what I don’t want. You living in this basement and me living in Percy’s mansion where neither of us is welcome, so fuck it, let’s get our own place, so we don’t have to sneak around like teenagers anymore.”

He grinned at her.

Celeste got out of bed baring her naked body and went to get the newspapers. Jaxon eyed her body hungrily. She ran back to his bed and looked at the “houses for sale” section. Jaxon put his arm around her as they examined the listings. She nuzzled against him. She pointed to a place in Papamos.

Celeste: “This is a few blocks away from here and not far from Tristan’s mansion.”

Jaxon: “Ah, so you want to be close to your friends?”

He asked.

Celeste: “Yeah… I love my friends. They’re all I have.”

She sighed.

Celeste: “And you. I have no else.”

Jaxon: “Well… I can see you stay away from your family if they’re like your gross grandpa.”

He groused. Celeste grimaced.

Celeste: “My parents sold me to a lab and someone broke me out when I was 10. My grandfather only contacts me when he needs me to get him out of shit he caused.”

She huffed.

Jaxon: “What the fuck? Here I thought I had shitty parents. Family sucks. Fuck that.”

He huffed.

Celeste: “They really do…”

She leaned on his chest and looked up at him.

Jaxon: “Okay, so, let’s inspect that one.”

He smiled at her and kissed her head.

Celeste: “All right.”

She smiled and kissed him.

~

Cedar sat in the control room with a blank stare on his face as he watched an Indian man’s screen of Maxx sucking his own dick. Dr. Wolfgang Duerr entered.

Dr. Duerr: “Cedar? A word.”

Cedar rose and dusted himself off. He strained his lab coat and followed Dr. Duerr.

They met in a lab. Dr. Duerr folded his arms behind his back and straightened his posture.

Dr. Duerr: “Dr. Ellis Hoffman is dead. My grandson, Klaus, killed him.”

He confessed. Cedar’s eyebrows rose.

Cedar: “Really, sir? Didn’t Arnold also give you trouble seven years ago?”

Dr. Duerr nodded.

Dr. Duerr: “Yes, of course.”

He inhaled sharply.

Dr. Duerr: “Dr. Ellis Hoffman took my magnificent creature to a love hotel to rape a woman and impregnate her with my creature’s child. He did that to gain your position.”

He said nonchalantly and pulled his gloves on tighter. Cedar looked away and laughed bitterly.

Cedar: “He went through all that trouble for my position and ended up losing his life.”

He snickered bitterly. Dr. Duerr raised an eyebrow flashing him an incredulous look.

Dr. Duerr: “Is something amusing to you?”

He asked as his tone took a trace of an edge. Cedar shook his head and shrugged briefly.

Cedar: “I don’t know. He didn’t have to do that. He could have asked. I would have given it to him.”

Dr. Duerr glared at him.

Dr. Duerr: “Why on Reona would you do that? This is an opportunity of a lifetime!”

He firmly placed his hand on his shoulder, squeezing it.

Dr. Duerr: “Cedar, you are witnessing the most majestic creature to ever exist! Why would you want to give that up?”

He asked sharply. Cedar looked away. I don’t know, “Majestic” doesn’t come to mind when I think of some guy who sucks his own dick and smells his own farts, he thought.

~

That morning, Maxx lay face down in his trash wearing his leopard print g-string as he sobbed.

Maxx: “IT’S NOT FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIR!”

Rock grinned at him.

Rock: “I know, Maxxy! Sparaktkós is receiving rave reviews and guess what?! Their album sold diamond!”

He showed him the article. Maxx pounded the floor and whined.

Maxx: “NAH-AH! Dat’s not fair, Rock! They said Sex Beest sucks ‘cause of FATLEY! It’s all Fatley’s goddamn fault!”

He cried.

Maxx: “He ate da cool catz who said Sex Beest ROCKS! Dat fat asshole is goin’ down, Rock!”

He whined. Rock smiled and knelt to him.

Rock: “You know what this means, Maxxy?! A new album! You have to make a new album to show A-Rad Sex Beest means BEESTNESS!”

He spread his arms out and grinned. Maxx raised his gaze to Rock and his eyes grew large.

Maxx “OOOHHHHHH!!! Rock, dat’s da best idea ever! I wrote lots of songs ‘bout Fatley! He’s goin’ down, Rock!”

He said doggedly.

Rock: “Oh boy, Maxxy! I will never guess what those songs are about! Is one about A-Rad’s big ass or how much they eat?!”

He cupped his cheeks. Maxx grinned.

Maxx: “Dat’s right, Rock! It’s all ‘bout Fatley’s big butt!”

He cackled.

Rock: “Color me surprised, Maxxy! If it was anything else, I might be dealing with an imposter!”

He quipped.

Rock leaned over grinning.

Rock: “Where did you write these songs, Maxxy?!”

Maxx grinned and pointed to the wall where “Fatley is a fat loser” was scrawled on the walls.

Rock: “Oh, boy! How original! I never saw that coming!”

He said dryly and grinned.

Maxx: “Yup, I’m full of surprises, Rock!”

Rock: “And that is an understatement!”

He said wryly.

~

Celeste and Jaxon went to inspect the house in Papamos. It was a short walk to Tristan’s place. It was a two-story beige Spanish-style house with a brown roof with an attached garage that could fit two cars. The lawn was manicured with a pathway leading to the archway porch and the front door with a succulent garden. The backyard was fenced-in with an inground pool, a patio, a barbecue, and a shed.

The realtor came. He was an older white man in a suit with dark hair graying at the sides.

Realtor: “So you said you wanted to buy this property? Let me show you two inside and you won’t be disappointed!”

He grinned.

Jaxon: “We better not be.”

He grinned, putting his arm around Celeste and leading them in. Celeste leaned on Jaxon’s shoulder.

He led them to the grand living room with a fireplace and mantle. There were two sofas in between a coffee table and a large sliding glass door giving a view of the backyard pool patio. Neighboring the living room was a kitchen and dining room combination. There was an island with barstools, black cabinets, and a black refrigerator, stove, and dishwasher.

He led the two to the master bedroom, which was on the same floor. It had a king size bed with large windows offering a view of the pool patio. The bedroom had a red carpet with black walls, a red upholstered bed, and red chairs. On each side of the bed are black nightstands with a gold trim.

In the room were two doors: one leading to a walk-in closet and another leading to their bathroom. In the bathroom was a door leading to the laundry room. The bathroom had gold and red marble flooring, large mirrors above marble countertops with gold sinks, and a glass walk-in shower with a separate bathtub.

Upstairs were two empty bedrooms, one on each side of the foyer. He took them downstairs again.

Realtor: “What do you two think?”

He smiled. Jaxon turned to Celeste and grinned.

Jaxon: “Well?”

He pressed her.

Celeste: “I love this place!”

She said breathlessly.

Jaxon: “That’s what I thought! We’ll take it!”

He grinned at the realtor.

Realtor: “Splendid! How will you be paying for it?”

He asked.

Realtor: “I take cash, check, or credit!”

He wrung his hands.

Jaxon: “How’s a check with my signature on it?”

He grinned, pulling out his checkbook.

Realtor: “Sure, I will accept that!”

He said ecstatically.

Jaxon: “Then it’s settled!”

He withdrew a checkbook, wrote out the amount for the house, and signed his wallet name, Jiro Tachibana, on the signature line. He cut it out and handed it to him.

Jaxon: “It’s all ours now!”

He spread his arms out in the middle of the room. The realtor smiled.

Realtor: “Enjoy!”

He then left them.

Celeste wrapped her arms around Jaxon, showering him with kisses. Jaxon kissed her back.

~

When Celeste was at Deimos’ to gather her things, someone knocked on the door to Jaxon’s and Celeste’s house. Jaxon answered the door to see Percy with Noah. Percy smirked.

Percy: “Hello, darling.”

Jaxon’s eyes widened.

Jaxon: “P-Percy?! What a surprise!”

He grinned.

Percy: “Didn’t think I would find you?”

He chuckled. Jaxon shifted his eyes.

Percy: “Noah will resume being your butler. I know how things escape your mind and how forgetful you are.”

He said as his mind trailed off. Jaxon forced a smile.

Jaxon: “Great.”

Percy: “And I brought your things. My delivery boy brought them for you. You’re welcome!”

He bowed. Trevor came in with boxes.

Trevor: “Hey, dollface! We meet again!”

He chuckled and wiggled his eyebrows.

Jaxon: “Eww.”

He groused at him with disgust.

Percy grinned at Jaxon.

Percy: “I’ll allow you to live here… because you live almost next to my ice prince.”

He giggled. Jaxon’s expression brightened.

Jaxon: “Of course.”

Trevor: “M’Tristan!”

He threw his arms in the air dancing.

Jaxon: “Why did you bring that guy here?”

He glared at Trevor.

Percy: “He teleported your stuff here, darling. I don’t have moving vans.”

He laughed. Jaxon scoffed.

Jaxon: “So, what, he’s like your personal transport system then?”

He laughed. Percy nodded and smiled.

Trevor: “Percy, can we put a camera in Tristan’s toilet?”

He bit his bottom lip. Percy gaped at him.

Jaxon: “Why would you want to watch him on the crapper?!”

Percy: “Okay, that’s a bit much, my magical friend.”

He winced and waved his hand.

Trevor: “Can we put one in Jaxon’s toilet?”

Percy: “No, hon.”

He laughed a bit.

Jaxon: “NO.”

Trevor: “Awwww!”

He pouted.

Percy: “We should make ourselves scarce. I am still going to be around, Jaxon. I did you a favor and you’re tied to me forever. Don’t forget that, mon ami.”

He smiled tightly and patted his shoulder. Jaxon forced a strained smile.

Jaxon: “Ha. Ha. I won’t…”

He said with strain.

~

After Celeste got her things into the house, she checked out the bathroom.

Celeste: “Jaxon, come here.”

She called out to him. Jaxon came rushing over to her.

Jaxon: “I’m here!”

He announced.

Celeste: “Get in the tub. I wanna see if it’s big enough to fit two people.”

She said as she climbed into the large tub. Jaxon flushed and bit his lip.

Jaxon: “Me too!”

He snickered, rushing over to climb in with her. When he climbed in, the two fit into the tub nicely, allowing room. She leaned over, hovering over him, gazing into his almond-brown eyes. Jaxon gazed into her violet eyes.

Jaxon: “Y’know, I never thought I’d see the day where I’d want to move in with someone… I thought it would be boring and a trap… but you make it fun. It hasn’t even been a day yet and we’re already having fun.”

He smiled at her. Celeste smiled back at him and kissed him.

Celeste: “Want to make this more fun?”

She said in a breathy voice.

Jaxon: “Ooh, how?”

He grinned.

Celeste: “I got these bath salts from the Cherry store. Suppose to enhance pleasure.”

She said in a low voice.

Jaxon: “Enhance more you say?”

He purred. She kissed him and bit her bottom lip.

Celeste: “Yeah…”

Jaxon kissed her back.

~

The tub was filled with water and “Lovestruck Ecstasy” bath salts, leaving a pleasureful, pleasant aroma in the bathroom. Celeste stood before Jaxon baring her body. Jaxon grinned at her curvaceous figure before his eyes, kissing her breasts. Her nipples were erected as he kissed her breasts. She led him into the tub where they climbed in, feeling the sensation against their skin. Jaxon heaved a relaxed sigh as he melted into the water.

She leaned over, hovering over him, pressing her large breasts on his chest. She opened her mouth and kissed him deeply. Jaxon moaned into her mouth as he felt her large breasts pressing against his chest. He raised his hands and squeezed her breasts as he kissed her passionately. She moaned and raked her fingers through his hair as he squeezed her breasts. She trailed her hands from his neck down to his shoulders and rested her hands on the wall of his masculine chest. Jaxon grinned at her and wrapped his arms around her, thrusting against her.

A moan escaped her mouth as she grinded against him, rubbing her pussy on his thigh. Jaxon grunted and rubbed his erect cock on her thigh. Celeste threw her head back and arched her back. She reached into the water and held him close as she stroked his cock. Jaxon rolled his head back, closing his eyes and moaning. He reached for her pussy under the water and stroked it. Celeste let out a mewling sound and threw her head back, flushed and aroused. Her bottom lip trembled. She leaned over.

Celeste: “Wanna carry me to bed? And resume this?”

She whispered in his ear and kissed his neck. Jaxon bit his lip and nodded, reaching under the water and picking her up in his arms, carrying her over to their bed.

Celeste: “Oh, Jaxon…”

She moaned into his ear and loved being held by him. He laid her down on their bed. Celeste lay there gazing at him with a half-lidded stare and her lips slightly parted. Jaxon’s breath hitched as he gazed down at her beneath him. He stroked his cock against her curves. Celeste shivered and ran her nails over his hard cock. Jaxon shivered with arousal.

Jaxon: “So… do you want to celebrate and make this… officially official?”

He purred, tracing his fingertip between her breasts and down to her vulva. She shivered and moaned.

Celeste: “Yeah…”

She gazed at him lovingly. Jaxon smiled and nodded.

Jaxon: “Me too.”

He purred and kissed her, sliding his body against hers. She kissed him and wrapped her arm around his neck. Jaxon held her body close to his and rubbed his cock against her vulva. She bit her bottom lip and shut her eyes as she felt the tip touch and rub against her feminine core. Her clit throbbed and she desired this man to ravish her. Jaxon felt her wetness as an invitation to enter. He slowly and gently entered her walls with the tip of his cock. Celeste threw her head back and gasped. She held him closer and wrapped her legs around him, crossing her ankles.

Jaxon placed his hands on her hips as he thrust deeper into her. Celeste yelped and grunted as she felt his throbbing hard member penetrate her tight, wet core, breaking her hymen.

Celeste: “Oh, Jaxon!”

She moaned with ecstasy.

Jaxon: “Celeste…”

He moaned and whispered in her ear, holding her body against his as he penetrated inside of her, feeling more connected to her or anyone than ever before. Celeste threw her head back, his balls slapped against her pussy with each thrust, which added to her arousal. Her large breasts shook with each thrust. She moaned into his ear, loving every moment of it, feeling a connection to him as he entered her core. Jaxon quivered with arousal, feeling a warm and tingling sensation pulsing through his body, like a high he had never experienced before. He thrust harder and faster inside of her. Celeste’s eyes rolled back into her head. Their bodies slapped together, knowing she could take it. He grabbed her hands, intertwining their fingers.

Celeste: “Oh, Jaxon! Oh my!”

She moaned as her body trembled, feeling herself on edge.

Jaxon: “O-oh, Celeste!”

He moaned and kissed her passionately, gripping her tightly and moaning into her mouth as he felt himself rising like a rollercoaster and suddenly, he hit that high peak and rolled his head back, moaning with pure ecstasy and feeling a warm release around his cock as her orgasm ripped through her. Celeste shrieked as she climaxed and she felt his hot cum flow through her body. Celeste gasped again and released again. Jaxon panted and held her close to him, kissing her head as he gently pulled out. Celeste lay back trembling and her breathing hitched. She looked at him with a smile and kissed him.

Celeste: “That was… amazing… You are amazing.”

She said tenderly. Jaxon panted and reached over for the tissues, wiping her down. She shivered all over.

Jaxon: “For a virgin, you’re amazing yourself. That was the best I ever had.”

He teased and said earnestly, as he wiped his cock with a shiver.

She put her arm over him and lay on his chest. She gazed at him with a pleading look wanting to gather her thoughts but so many raced through her mind. Jaxon smiled at her.

Jaxon: “What?”

He smiled.

Celeste: “I…”

She stammered and blushed.

Jaxon: “You?”

He smiled. Celeste let out a peal of giggles. How is this so easy for Tristan and Deimos? Or even Fabien? She wondered.

Celeste: “I, uhm…”

She reddened. Jaxon smiled widely at her.

Jaxon: “What is it?”

He ran his hands through her hair. She leaned into his hand.

Celeste: “Ah, uhm…”

She stammered.

Jaxon: “You love me, don’t you?”

He teased. She froze like a cat whose paw was caught in the fishbowl.

Celeste: “I love being with you!”

She said tersely. Jaxon smiled widely.

Jaxon: “I love being with you too!”

He grinned. She laughed and reddened. Why did I say that? Why am I so awkward? She wondered. Jaxon shifted in the bed, feeling awkward. Normally, he’d tell his dates to get out after this part, but this was the first time he didn’t want to do that. Now what do you do after that part? He wondered.

Jaxon: “Let’s get cleaned up.”

He teased, giving her ass a little smack, rising from the bed. She laughed. Why didn’t I say it? She thought and grinned widely.

Celeste: “Uh, I, uh…”

She began. Jaxon turned to her.

Jaxon: “Yes?”

He smiled. She froze and started to sweat bullets. She bit her bottom lip and clenched the sheets.

Jaxon: “Yes?”

He pressed her again.

Celeste: “I… I want to steal your snacks.”

She blurted out and she wanted to die on the spot. She grinned and her right eye twitched. What is wrong with me?! She wondered. Jaxon burst out laughing.

Jaxon: “What? You don’t have to steal them. Just take them.”

He laughed. Celeste waved her hands around.

Celeste: “SORRY, SORRY, SORRY! I don’t know why I said that!”

She said quickly and got all flustered. Jaxon reddened and laughed.

Jaxon: “You’re so cute and funny!”

He chuckled, kissing her head. She laughed and felt hot to the touch from embarrassment, arousal, and awkwardness.

She rose from the bed and held his hands. Jaxon held her hands and locked his gaze on her. She pursed her lips. Why am I freezing up again? She wondered.

Celeste: “Uhm… I… uh…”

She stammered. Jaxon rubbed the back of his neck and reddened.

Jaxon: “I love you, too!”

He blurted and said quickly. He felt his heart race like he had never felt before. Celeste’s eyes grew large. She reddened all over and cupped her mouth. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.

Celeste: “I love you, Jaxon…”

She said softly. Jaxon reddened and smiled widely, pulling her into a passionate kiss. She opened her mouth to him, their tongues wrestling. She broke the kiss to gaze at him and traced her fingernails over his cheek.

She then blinked when something caught her eye.

Jaxon: “What is it?”

She saw Oliver in the bedroom.

Jaxon: “What's that cat doing here?”

He gaped at Oliver.

Celeste: “Oliver?!”

She called out. The cat arched his back, ran through the window out into the backyard, and ran through the fence.

Celeste: “He’s Tristan’s cat! He can’t talk to anyone, except… Vic.”

She said slowly and shifted her eyes.

Jaxon: “Oh, well, he can tell him the news then.”

He shrugged and laughed. Celeste smiled.

Celeste: “You’re right… Let’s get cleaned up.”

She patted his chest. The two entered the bathroom together.

~

Fabien was driving down the road on his way home from work. He was so glad this was the last shift of Satoshi’s he had to cover. Now he’s free. He checked the house across from the street. Did someone buy that place? He wondered. He rolled into the driveway and parked his car. He got out and noticed Victor was marching down the street.

Fabien: “Hey, Victor. Nice night out?”

He didn’t reply. He drew a long breath and used his keys to enter the house.

Gus was watching American Pizza in his underwear. He poured some beer into Craig’s stinky sneaker and drank from it. Fabien went to the kitchen phone and dialed a number.

~

Tristan was in his bedroom at his desk, smoking and working on a case. Deimos was sleeping in his bed with Francis spread out and lying on his back. Tristan’s cell phone rang. He picked it up.

Tristan: “Hello?”

He drawled and rested his forehead on his hand.

Fabien: “Hey, Tristan? Sorry to bother you but your father is… acting weird.”

Tristan: “Um-hmm…”

He inhaled another drag and was half-listening. He didn’t feel like engaging in Fabien’s trolling now.

Fabien: “He was in front of my house walking with Oliver in his arms. I said hello to him and he didn’t answer me.”

Tristan froze and the cigarette dropped from his mouth. That’s where Celeste and Jaxon moved in, he thought.

Tristan: “Jesus fucking Christ!”

He rasped, hung up the phone, and stormed out of the bedroom.

~

Victor sat out on the back patio in front of the fire with Oliver in his arms. Tristan kicked the door open and stormed over to him.

Tristan: “What do you think you’re doing, Papa?!”

He asked sharply. Victor removed his glasses and wiped his eyes.

Victor: “Getting my heart broken… again… and now you’re doing this to me.”

He sobbed. Tristan threw his arms up. He rubbed his temples.

Tristan: “We discussed this, Papa! You were locked in your bedroom feeling sorry for yourself. I told you NOT to pursue her! You need to focus on yourself and heal!”

He said harshly as he paced around.

Victor: “Only I know what I need and it’s taken from me!”

He sobbed. Tristan drew a long, exasperated breath.

He sat down with his father.

Tristan: “When you and Celeste were bonding, what was the common ground you two shared?”

He asked him.

Victor: “She loved tickling my feet, making me happy.”

He bawled into Oliver’s fur. Tristan hung his head and sighed.

Tristan: “No, Papa… The common ground was your mutual irritation and resentment of Ivy.”

He inhaled sharply.

Tristan: “And with that factor gone, what was there left?”

He twisted his mouth.

Victor: “No Ivy to yell at me about nothing?!”

He bawled. Tristan rolled his eyes. Missing the point, I see, he thought.

Victor: “That sleazeball ripped off her robe and threw her kitty slippers over the roof! He talked about her like an object and I saved her and am left out in the dust!”

He cried through hot tears. Tristan cupped his mouth, gazing at his father.

Tristan: “That doesn’t mean she owes you anything. DID you do that for her so she could owe you?”

He challenged.

Victor: “Why are you making my kind gestures out to be malicious intents?!”

He snapped.

Tristan: “I’m trying to get you to see this from another angle, Papa…”

He sighed and shook his head.

Tristan: “She wasn’t taken from you… She was never yours. What she decides or who she decides to be with is ultimately out of your control.”

He said calmly.

Tristan: “And using her as a band-aid to heal your wounds is unfair to her. You need to focus on yourself.”

He said slowly.

Tristan: “I said this to you when you got with Ivy. Also, I think it’d be best to find someone closer to your age. Celeste and Ivy are MY age!”

He pointed to himself as his voice rose. Victor huddled into himself.

Victor: “You know me better than I know myself apparently.”

He cried. Tristan threw his head back, feeling himself growing more and more irritated.

Tristan: “Look, it doesn’t matter. Stay away from Celeste and Jaxon. Join a social club. Find other like-minded people. Occupy yourself, and stop feeling sorry for yourself.”

He said firmly.

Victor: “Leave me alone.”

He hugged Oliver. Tristan rolled his eyes and left his father on the patio.

~

Tristan stormed back into his room and slammed the door shut. He saw Deimos awake on his bed.

Tristan: “Sorry…”

Deimos: “I heard everything.”

He admitted and looked away. Tristan sauntered to his bed and sat with Deimos.

Deimos: “Look, I will admit I am not thrilled about this… but… you’re right. It’s out of our control…”

He rubbed the back of his head and took Tristan’s hand. He kissed it.

Deimos: “And with her out of our living spaces, it gives us more alone time.”

He smirked. Tristan smiled and flushed. He brushed his hair behind his ear.

Tristan: “This is very true now…”

Deimos and Tristan shared a kiss.

Deimos: “Every dark cloud has a silver lining.”

He kissed Tristan’s forehead.