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Part 11

“You have a swing in your backyard?” Aloysius asked, he was dressed as he had been yesterday but his suit coat was inside, thrown over the back of her sofa so he only wore the winter jacket over his white shirt.

Kel wore a black leather jacket over her black sweatpants, she was under the impression that because she didn’t have to work, that she didn’t have to get dressed either. She had woken that morning to feel his lips at the bite on her neck, he had been using the ardeur to heal it and they had made love again before she’d talked him into going outside to play with her.

She hopped into the swing, standing in the seat then she jumped down so that she was sitting in it properly. “Yep, I love swings, not sure why though.”

He walked over to her, set his hands on the supports and gave it a little push before leaning down to kiss her. She smiled up at him, and like that she looked younger than she was, closer to sixteen than twenty-two. He suddenly felt very old, too old for her.

He wasn’t looking down at her, but over her head and into the trees and suddenly he felt her hands on his hips and then unzipping his trousers. Now he did look down at her, her hands pushing into his pants and pulling out his dick.

Finally he found his voice. “What are you doing?”

Kel grinned slyly at him. “I want to suck you off again,” She said and put her mouth on him.

She worked her way down the shaft until he was hard and too big for her to take him all the way. By that time she concentrated on the tip, teasing it with her tongue and very lightly with her teeth; he wasn’t circumcised and she had more to play with, more ways to please him. He put his hands in her blue hair and carefully guided her about his body, still looking down at her. She looked like a kid with a lollypop and again he felt too old; that thought was banished when her free hand suddenly stroked his balls and he came, hands moving to grip the swing.

Kel zipped him back up and then she rubbed her face lightly against the front of his pants. “Careful or I’ll melt all the snow.” He warned, voice weak. “I should be going,” He said at last.

Kel sighed, pushing at the ground with her feet. “I know,” She said. “But you’ll come back later right? I mean, the ardeur has to be fed?”

“It does,” He agreed.

“Obviously Brett wants you to feed it off of me now that Nigel’s gonna be around here for a bit. He’s liked that sweet emo kid since high school...”

Aloysius was silent, and then he knelt down in the snow and rested his hands on her knees. A moment later, Kel put her hands over his, smiling gently down into those silver eyes.

“I have to tell you something,” He said.

“Mmhm,”

“I...can’t love you, I made a promise years ago...after Helen’s—my wife—death, not to fall in love again.”

Kel kissed him suddenly, running a hand through his pale hair. “What makes you think I even want love Aloysius?” She asked softly. “I’ve never been in love before; I wouldn’t know love even if it bit me on the ass.” Not exactly the truth but he didn’t know about Ryan—RPK, that was hers and Brett’s secret and of course RPK’s.

“So then you didn’t love that young teacher in high school? Brett thought you did.”

Kel’s blood ran cold and she started to pull away from her angel. She wouldn’t let her feelings for RPK ruin another relationship, not again. But Aloysius caught her hands and pulled her out of the swing into his lap.

“Brett thinks I can make you happy,” He said. “Let me try, but do not expect love from me because I don’t remember how anymore.”

Kel let him kiss her, and then hug her. “You should go home now,” She murmured. It wasn’t that she wanted him to leave because she didn’t; she had forgotten to take her pills and a headache was coming on. She didn’t want to lose her temper because of the pain, not with him.

Aloysius kissed her again and then set her on her feet. “Very well,” He said. “May I ... Will you let me see you again?”

“Of course, Aloysius, you’re amazing in the sack.”

He smiled thinly at her. “Ha-ha.”

“I mean it Hotness,” She teased, then stood on her toes to kiss him goodbye.

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