Page 55 of We Own Each Other

To my surprise, he finished without spilling a drop. He shook his little cock clean right over my hole, smiling down at his handy work. Panting, as his gaze met mine, he asked:

“Was it as good for you as it was for me?”

I wheezed out a laugh, the liquid inside me sloshing around.

“Beyond.”

This was the best reward I could’ve received.

AFTER RAISING THE edges of the tarp on the bed posts, I could finally lower myself back down onto the bed. Inevitably, everything inside me spilled out to join the rest of the bodily fluids. To call it a mess would be an understatement, and my hole was burning and throbbing right along with it.

Even my cock, which hadn’t even been touched, ached like it had been wrung out to dry.

Yet, even amid all of it, Corin happily lowered himself into the pit with me, snuggling up to my side. His right hand was still gloved as it rested against my chest. Playfully, I plucked at each finger, steadily pulling it off.

Quietly, he asked:

“Are you feeling okay? I’ll carry you to the tub.”

I laughed, despite my body screaming from the aches and pains.

“Carry me? We’re nearly the same size.” He glanced up at me, his brows furrowing as he clearly wanted to argue with me, but I carried on. “But I’m just fine. Give me a few minutes, and I’ll help take down the tarp so we can dump it in the tub. I’ll bathe right after.”

I glanced around at the edges of the tarp, impressed by how little we had gotten on them.

“You think the tarp caught it all?”

Corin’s gaze followed mine as he hummed.

“Doesn’t matter. We’ll get a new mattress when we move.”

I craned my neck, trying to get a full look at his face. I wasn’t sure if I had heard him right. And even if I had, I wasn’t sure he was serious. As he peered up at me, I found nothing insincere there.

So, I questioned.

“Move? Where are we moving to? When?”

Corin smiled, swirling his fingers in circles around my chest.

“We’ll start looking tomorrow. This place isn’t big enough for the two of us…” His face tilted up, eyes glinting as his gaze met mine. “And especially not if we’re going to do more fun plays like this. You’re bringing home some bacon now. We can afford to expand a little.”

We were together. I knew that well.

But there was a part of me that expected him to eventually leave me. Like one day he might wake up and realize he had made a mistake. This was all just a temporary dream to make me comfortable, then punish me when it all evaporated around me.

Instead, here he was, telling me he wanted to do more. There was a future with him, and he had no intention of us parting any time soon. Tears were burning the corners of my eyes, but I couldn’t bring myself to wipe my face with my dirtied hands.

Thankfully, Corin was there — now, and seemingly, forever.

He chuckled, reaching up with his previously gloved hand to wipe the tears out of my eyes. He scooted upward, able to reach my lips with his, and he made sure to pepper my lips and face with tender kisses.

All of this love and affection was punctuated with the sweetest whisper:

“I love you.”

And, like a blubbering idiot, all I could manage in return was a warbling:

“I love you, too.”

I wasn’t sure when I would finally be settled, knowing Corin wouldn’t abandon me, but with a loving partner like him, I had a feeling it wouldn’t take long.

It was inevitable.

Like meeting him in the first place.

Sure, Switches couldn’t imprint on each other, but what we had transcended such things. We were fated because we chose to be, and I would choose Corin every single time.