We park in front of an apartment building that seems to have about 10 floors. It’s a brick complex that has a few spots where white paint is covering it along with wet paint signs, which means they’re probably painting the whole building to give it a new style. I manage to get out of the car along with Joey as we walk to the doors where he has to swipe a card before the door unlocks.
We walk up the stairs since the elevator is under construction as well and I notice that he’s on the top floor, which also means I am out of breath when we get up there and I have to hold in my heavy pants to not embarrass myself since he doesn’t seem affected whatsoever by the long climb.
He unlocks the apartment with a key before stepping in. The living room was really cute with a light brown sectional facing the large screened TV. The rug was really soft with a maroon color with a glass coffee table placed on top of it. I see a desk on the other side of the room with two monitors along with a stack of papers on the side.
Here’s some water, Joey said, handing me a bottle before we sit down on the couch as he turns the TV on to put on a movie. I start to notice the droopiness in my eyes as the screen plays out the plot before I slowly let my head fall onto his shoulder to take a nap.
After however long of sleeping, I let my eyes open to look around the room. I’m laid down on the couch with a soft blanket placed over me with a pillow underneath my head. Friends plays on the TV and I sit up as my muscles start to wake up from my amazing nap. I hear the shower going in the other room, so I get up to look around a bit more.
I walk over to the dining room that’s in the same space as the living room that had a table with chairs around it along with some art hanging on the gray walls. The kitchen is right across from the dining room and it looks pretty empty, except for a few dirty dishes in the sink.
I make my way through the hallway to reach the bathroom door that’s shut with the sound of water spraying coming from underneath the door, telling me that that’s the room that Joey’s in. I continue my snooping to come up to a bedroom with a king sized bed that had a dark blue comforter on it along with a black sheet and pillows. There’s another TV displayed on a dresser in front of the bed along with a closet that’s slightly open to show a few shirts hanging up.
There’s a bookcase on the other wall that holds a few books along with tons of picture frames that shows Joey and his family in different scenarios. There’s one at a camping ground with a huge tent behind them and they’re all smiling together along with Cody and what I assume is his family. There’s another picture in front of a huge house with just Joey, his mom, and his dad from what I assume.
There’s another picture of Joey’s dad standing at a podium with his hands raised as if he’s giving an important speech with hundreds of people sitting in chairs in front of him. Maybe he speaks at schools or something for his job ? I honestly have no idea what that picture could be from.
There’s another picture of Joey’s dad and mom standing under an arch in a field with people watching them from lined chairs. It looks like a wedding, but they look a bit too young for that. His mom is wearing a yellow floral dress with her hair spilling over her shoulders along with a huge smile on her face. His dad is wearing khaki pants, a white button-up shirt tucked into his pants, and a brown belt. There’s a man standing by their side while they face each other and the man’s wearing some type of robe while he holds a book in his hand. Is this some type of cult ?
Underneath that picture is one that I know is their actual wedding because his mom is wearing a beautiful, flowing dress that’s lace in the breast area with small straps along with a small train while it flows in the wind. She has a white flower crown on her head while she holds her husband’s hands in hers. He’s wearing black dress pants with a white button-up shirt tucked in his pants along with black suspenders. I notice that the same man is standing in as their minister in the same robe with the same book.
There are more pictures of Joey and his parents in random locations that I look at before I walk out of the room to go into another room that’s dark since there are no windows. I see some boxes stacked up around the walls along with filing cabinets and stacks of papers. This was just a storage room, but I got a weird vibe from it. I noticed that a few of the boxes had claw marks scratched into them along with one of the walls with long claw marks running down it.
I walk out, not having any explanation for what happened in that room. Did they have a dog at one point that went crazy and start to tear things up ? Or a cat ? I had no idea what to even think.
The bathroom door opened and Joey stepped out as he was securing a towel around his waist as his body and hair dripped with water and some steam traveled out from the room. He looked up to see me as I looked over his glorious body that had strong muscles in his arms along with abs on his stomach.
Oh, you’re awake, how’d you sleep ? He asks me as he pushes his dripping hair back while making sure his towel stays around his waist.
I have to tear my eyes away from his body to look up at his face and I notice the small smirk playing on his lips as he seems to be enjoying me eyeing him. I slept fine.
Well, let me get dressed and then I’ll order pizza or something, he tells me before he walks into the bedroom and closes the door. I literally have to tell my body to calm down before something super embarrassing happens.
I walk back into the living room to sit on the couch to wait for him. I get comfortable before pulling a blanket over me and watch the TV where Chandler is talking to his friends about how he can’t figure out which sister of Joey’s he slept with. After a few minutes, Joey walks out in some black sweatpants and a t-shirt with a picture of the Statue of Liberty on it.
We decide to order Chinese food and while we wait for it to arrive, I lay with my head laying on his shoulder while we both watch the show. After about 15 minutes of comfortable silence, except for the TV, I look up at him with a soft smile and he does the same. I lean forward and connect our lips in a soft kiss before it starts to become rough when he tangles his hand in my hair as he rubs his tongue with mine.
I set my hand on his thigh without even thinking about the implications he could make from it. I sit up a bit without disconnecting our lips and wrap my arms around his neck as his free hand is placed on my lower back as it slowly slides down.
He disconnects our lips as he grabs my thigh and throws it over his legs so I’m straddling him while his hand in my hair grips my neck to pull me down. He starts to place wet kisses to my neck and I realize he starts sucking on it, definitely leaving a mark while I try to suppress my moans by biting on my lip. I grip his hair in my hands as I try to find the courage to pull him off, but it just feels so good.
There’s a knock at the door and Joey pulls away to stare at it before he goes back to kissing my neck, probably wanting to just ignore it and wait for them to leave. I shake my head, pushing him back. I-it’s probably our food.
He nods his head while I slide off of him as he gets up to answer the door. I pull the blanket over me while I tense up to calm my body down since I know we won’t be going any farther than that for a while because I don’t really think either of us are ready for all that.
He closes the apartment door before setting the brown bag on the coffee table before he sits next to me. He pushes my head to the side to look at my neck and I notice the small smirk on his lips. What ?
You might want to hide that when you go home, he tells me, lightly tapping on my neck where he was sucking on it a minute ago. I groan, leaning back into the couch as I reach up to cover it with my hand as my face starts to heat up in embarrassment.
Well, thanks for that, I tell him as he passes me my chicken lo mein and white rice with a fork and a bottle of Pepsi. I sit up to be able to eat comfortably while he takes out his orange chicken and fried rice.
You started it, so that’s on you, not me, he says with a chuckle as I scoff with a small smile as we start to eat. After we finish, we put the rest in the fridge and I notice how tired Joey is by the way he slumps on the couch and his eyes flutter.
I reach over and run my fingers through his hair, planting a smile along his face as he looks over at me. I’m mad at you, but you’re still cute.
He chuckles, sitting up to place a kiss on my lips before lightly tapping my neck again to make me shiver in pleasure. My neck has never been a sensitive spot for me, but with him, it’s like my whole body was meant to shiver when he touched it. He pulls me down on the couch to spoon with him while we set our eyes on the TV as the laugh track played.
I started to get tired along with Joey, who’s arm laid over my stomach as he was slowly falling asleep behind me. I took his hand in mine and held it to my chest as I heard the sigh of contentment as I imagine he closes his eyes to fall into a deep sleep.