Burn
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“Don’t you think it’s weird though? They can test your blood to figure out if you’re predisposed to being diabetic or getting blood clots or your ice cream flavor preference but they can’t tell you if you’re going to be standard or not.” Adrian managed to spout all of that while upside down; he was doing a handstand on the edge of the pool and as soon as he stopped rambling, he took a deep breath and hopped head first into the water.
It would be nice if Adrian would let the topic go but the science of dominant and recessive identities really interested his friend. Deran supposed it was because Adrian was most likely standard which 75% of population ended up being.
Standards were primarily the worker bees of society but they also had the most choice about what they could do for jobs and who they partnered. If he had a choice, Deran would present as standard. Unfortunately, he didn’t have a choice.
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- Part 1 of Burn
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Linc cleared his throat, finally dislodging his hand from Craig’s. “Are you two together?”
His brother guffawed loudly. “Fuck no. This is my brother.”
A wide smile broke across the guy’s face and Deran had to admit he was attractive. Just his type, too. So why was he having trouble keeping his focus on this conversation? His mind was a million miles away. Okay, not a million; 1,502.6 miles away to be precise. It was a 27-hour drive to Tofino on the I-5. Deran would know because he had looked it up last night after he was disconnected from Adrian on FaceTime.
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- Part 2 of Burn
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Deran was back at home, in his room, frowning.
Yesterday he’d fallen asleep with Adrian’s back tucked against his front, nestled like spoons in the drawer. He hadn’t been able to comfort his lover although he’d wrapped him up tightly in his arms while the newly presented recessive had shuddered and whimpered his distress.
When Adrian had run out of tears, Deran had cradled him close and breathed in his scent. Their breaths synced up until the steady rhythm lulled him to sleep.
He’d woken up alone.
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- Part 3 of Burn
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“We have two courses of treatment we’ve suggested to Adrian. One is dominant-administered meals; he was open to trying this first. Hopefully that will turn the tide on his weight loss.”
Deran shifted in the chair, trying to discreetly adjust his cock which was very enamored with the idea of dom-administered, hand feeding, meals for Adrian. It spoke to his need to protect and nurture the other guy. It didn’t hurt that Adrian’s lips were full and soft and that Deran always dreamed of having his cock between them; his imagination ran riot as he pictured spooning food into Adrian’s soft mouth, like he’d feed him his cock—gently. Unless the situation called for a more forceful approach in which case, he’d—
Dr. Singh coughed and tapped his tablet some more, short circuiting Deran’s thoughts. Was the man smirking? It was hard to tell because the doctor maintained a fairly blank expression at all times, including now.
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- Part 4 of Burn