The Happy List

I never told you the details of how Cea and I started dating...I was worried and embarrassed back then about my decided lack of interest, in, well, everybody. I went out on date, well that part doesn’t really matter Cecilia was auditing a company representing at the time and there was a court case involved so we spent a lot of time together and became friends. Everything else, dating and being attracted to her, that followed after.” “What are you saying here?“ Kai asks. “I’m saying,“ I take a step closer, “ that I don’t get attracted to people that easily. In fact, it almost never happens. So I don’t think we can draw any fundamental conclusions about my sexuality. And maybe we don’t have to. I’ve never felt the need to label myself before, so why can’t I say I am more attracted to you and anyone else?

Shh,” I say as I pat the wheel. “He’ll hear you.” “He?” Gray arches his brow. “Aren’t vehicles usually a she?” “He seemed more appropriate when considering how much time I spend inside him." - Kai

I'll end up with a boatload of, I don't even know... chairs that'll remind me of my failure for years to come. Eventually I'll start conversing to the chairs because I'm so bitter and lonely, and before you know it, I'll start treating them as my children, and you'll start receiving Christmas cards from me and my family of chairs. I'll die surrounded by my chair children, and you'll have to transport them all to my funeral and set them up next to the grave, which is both sad and convenient because my human mourners, the few there might be, can sit on my kids.' -Kai

No wonder you thought I wouldn't get it. Hey, as a lighting expert, what are those things called in the ceiling of my office? I've been referring to them as little suns and asking the maintenance to fuel my tiny suns every time one of them burns out, and then I yell a star is born when it shines again in the morning.' -Gray

You think seeing all of you will somehow dissuade me?” he asks in a low voice. “Because I’m pretty sure this”—he points to his still very prominent and very hard cock—“should be a clear indication that everything about you turns me on. Don’t insult us both by suggesting I want to pretend it’s not you on top of me.

What the fuck are we doing?” he murmurs. I wiggle until our bodies align perfectly before I nip at his lips, making Kai suck in his breath in the process. I think right now it’s better to try and lighten the mood a bit. “Isn’t it obvious?” I murmur against his lips. “We’re working on my happy list.

If fun is what Gray is after, I’m pretty sure I can show him a good time. In a strictly non-naked, non-dirty manner, of course. I straighten myself. This is it. My chance to shine. I can do fun. I can do risky. I can do adventurous. And I can definitely help Gray with this list.

I had tried so hard not to rock the boat that in the process I'd forgotten that some motion was necessary in order to move at all.