Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 51003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
With a stack of clothes.
For fuck’s sake.
“He’ll need these.” Handing Saint a stack of what seemed to be high-end casual clothes, human helper dude looked bored but I knew he had to work at it. “Make sure he brings clothes for later. Humans don’t like wearing the same clothes over and over. It has negative social connotations.”
Yep.
“Thank you for the reminder. We will add a trip to his home to our afternoon outing.” Making that declaration, Saint cuddled me up against his chest. “The additional clothing is appreciated as well. Humans disklike being sticky.”
Great.
“Don’t make me laugh. I’m supposed to be boring, remember?” Human helper dude’s response made Saint shrug.
“I did not make that rule. I do not have to follow it.” Sounding like he enjoyed fucking with human helper dude, Saint kept me bundled against him and rose carefully. “Please pass along compliments to the cooking staff. My human enjoyed breakfast.”
Human helper guy sighed. “I heard.”
Mumbling something about hoping his boss didn’t kill him, human helper guy picked up our plates and shook his head. He seemed to be talking to himself, so neither of us did more than give another casual thanks as Saint carried me out of the room and back to the elevator.
“How did he end up with a human boss with no sense of humor?” That just seemed ridiculous considering how insane working there must be some days, but it was the only explanation that made sense.
“The head human helper is…confusing.” For Saint to define him that way meant the guy really was confusing. “I do not think he understands submission but his passion for organization and keeping us safe is admirable.”
“You’ll make sure the human helper doesn’t get in trouble, right?” Nothing had actually sounded serious about it, just frustrating, but I was still glad when Saint nodded as we started heading back up to his room.
“Yes, he is not supposed to be friendly because that is considered negative in some work environments. However, we feel he is something other than a stranger.” Saint shrugged as he shifted me around again so he could show me the clothes. “If these do not suffice, I have mastered the human art of online ordering.”
“Thank you.” They actually seemed nice and like they’d fit pretty good, so I wasn’t worried. I was however not going to ask how anyone else in the building knew what size underwear I’d needed. “They look like they’re going to work great.”
“Very good, my Colby.” As the doors opened on his floor, Saint carried me out and went back to his caretaking. “Some humans have a need for additional sleep after physical pleasure exertions. Do you require a nap, my human?”
“No.” I couldn’t deny that cuddling him and going back to sleep would be nice, but he didn’t need as much rest as we did, and if we were going to the bookstore and my apartment, and doing whatever caretaking stuff Saint decided was necessary, I couldn’t sleep all day long. “But thank you for watching out for me.”
And for showing me off.
I wasn’t sure if we were going to discuss that yet, so I relaxed and enjoyed being cuddled as we went into the apartment. He wasn’t wrong for dropping off my new clothes on the bed and going straight to the bathroom. Humans didn’t like being sticky. But I wasn’t sure what the rest of the plan was as he turned on the shower.
“Is there anything else you want to do today?” Were we really going to my place to get clothes for me? How long was I going to stay?
Saint took the question seriously as he stripped off my clothes that were officially too dirty to wear again even for a walk of shame. “Reviewing living conditions and submissive limits are high-priority items on the list I have been given.”
Huh?
Oh.
“Your what to do when you’re going to keep your human list?” His nod didn’t surprise me. “Thought so.”
They were single-minded at the very least.
“I’m glad you have a list.” It seemed to be the only reasonable response when he finished stripping me and carefully guided me into the shower. “Are you getting in too?”
“No, my human. Your penis requires rest.” Giving it a stern frown, he extended his limbs so I was under the spray but he was outside of the shower. “It is stubborn and highly motivated by touch.”
Yep.
“It likes you a lot.” Shrugging, I let him move me around and did my best to keep my desire under control while he quickly washed me down. “I like you too.”
“You also liked being watched, my Colby.” Somehow, he timed that helpful tidbit right when his tentacle washed my stubborn dick.
Who would’ve said hello if we’d given him a few more minutes to recover.
“Yes. I had fun and everyone seemed very nice.” I wasn’t sure if we were talking about it or just acknowledging it, but I decided to be a good sub either way…and since Saint thought a good sub communicated, that was what I did. “Did you like it?”