Chapter 5 Accidental Meeting

A week later, Lukas found himself back in the same chair, with Dr. Richardson seated opposite him. “Did you talk to your girlfriend?” she asked.

“Yeah.”

“Was she amenable to your suggestion?”

“Yeah.”

Silence.

“Lukas, I need you to tell me more than that. I’m a doctor, remember. You have nothing to be ashamed of.”

Lukas took a deep breath in. She was right: she was a doctor. She probably heard weirder things every day. “We tried it. Lyra was even excited..we’d never tried anything like that before.”

“Was it satisfying?”

Lukas hesitated. “A bit better than before.”

But only because he had actually managed to keep his erection. Mostly it had been just uncomfortable and awkward as hell. He had closed his eyes and lain passively, letting her do whatever she wanted to him, letting her use his body, but it still felt off. She was too light. Too small. Too soft.

“I see,” Dr. Richardson said. “Did Lyra and you do it again?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“It felt off. Was... unsatisfying.”

It was. Despite coming, it had been the least satisfying orgasm in his life. Hollow. Afterward, Lukas felt uneasy and dirty, and he couldn’t quite meet Lyra’s eyes. She hadn’t said anything, but there had been wariness and discomfort on her face ever since.

“Have you considered visiting him in prison?”

Lukas gripped the armrest. “What for?”

“To get some closure, perhaps. How did you part?”

Lukas worried his lip. “Not well. He... He ignored me in the last couple of days before my release.” And it threw him off balance. Badly. More than Lukas let it show. He had told himself he was glad, but it was strange not to have Daniel’s hands all over him.

Daniel hadn’t touched him for two days, but when Lukas was about to leave, Daniel grabbed him and slammed their mouths together, the kiss punishing, angry and cruel. Lukas just parted his lips, held on and clung. Daniel was actually the one to shove him away with a rough, “Get the fuck out, Blue Eyes.”

The memory made him more than a little uncomfortable. It made his stomach ache. “Did you feel happy when you parted?” Dr. Richardson asked.

Lukas looked down. “Sure.”

“Lukas,” Dr. Richardson chided him.

“What do you want me to say?” he snapped, looking up. “That I wanted to stay and spend my entire life being fucked in the ass by my cellmate?”

“If it’s true, yes,” she said calmly, not at all fazed.

Lukas laughed, the sound sharp and humorless. He laughed and couldn’t stop laughing. “I don’t know,” he said when the laughter died in his throat. “The prison fucked with my head in more ways than one. You have no idea what it was like. He...he was the only thing that kept me grounded. The only real thing. But I hated it. Hated how he made me his thing. I didn’t want it. I was a normal guy. I was normal. I wasn’t the sort of guy who couldn’t sleep without being used by another guy.”

Lukas felt his cheeks heat up as soon as he said that.

But Dr. Richardson didn’t even bat an eye. “I see,” she said, writing something in her notebook. “Did he... use other inmates?”

Lukas pressed his lips together. “No.”

“How can you be so sure?”

Lukas smiled crookedly. Because he spent most of the time inside me. “You don’t know what prison life is like. Everyone knows everything. I was the only one he touched.”

Dr. Richardson cocked her head and studied him. “If you ever meet him again, what would you do?”

Lukas stared at her. “I... I don’t know. I guess I’ll just ignore him. I’m normal now. I’m back to my normal life. I’ll just ignore the asshole. Not that it matters, I doubt I’ll ever see him again.”

He couldn’t have been more wrong.

XXX

Lukas headed home later than usual that evening. It was getting dark already, and he quickened his steps. The district wasn’t the safest part of the city even in broad daylight, and after a year in prison, he still felt a bit uneasy in the dark. Lukas chose to go through the park, it was the shortest way home but soon enough, he regretted it. The park was dark and quiet, with various lampposts dimly lighting the path. No one was around. Except he felt watched. It made his skin crawl.

Lukas started walking faster. His heart sped up when he heard footsteps behind him. He couldn’t walk any faster without breaking into a run, so he kept waking, telling himself not to be ridiculous.

A year in prison hadn’t turned him into a pussy, dammit. He could look after himself.

“Hurrying home to your little girlfriend?”

Lukas came to an abrupt halt. His blood pressure rose, his pulse skyrocketed and his heart started to pound. He stood, unmoving, as the footsteps approached him. Then, he slowly turned around. He was as tall and broad-shouldered as Lukas remembered. His dark hair was a bit longer. He was unshaven. It was surreal to see him again.

Daniel stopped a few feet away.

Lukas couldn’t read his expression well as Daniel’s dark eyes roamed all over him. Lukas crossed his arms over his chest.

“How… how did you escape from prison? How did you find me?”

“I didn’t escape,” Daniel said, his expression impossible to read. “And what makes you think I was looking for you?”

Lukas scoffed. “Yeah, and our meeting is just a coincidence. Right.”

Daniel lifted his hand and took Lukas’s chin, gripping it hard. A shiver went up Lukas’s spine.

Daniel raised his eyebrows with a mocking smile. “You were just one of several toys I had over the six years I was in prison. You’re nothing special, Blue Eyes.”

Lukas opened his mouth and closed it before scowling. “Good. Why do you think I care? We aren’t in prison anymore. It’s over. I’m straight.”

“I’m straight, too,” Daniel said.

“Good.”

“Good.”

Daniel stepped into his personal space. Lukas wet his lips, his heart starting to pound. “Daniel?”

Daniel’s eyes seemed endlessly dark as he stared at him. Lukas felt heat spread through his body and a strange fluttering fill his stomach. Seconds ticked by in silence as the air between them grew thick and heavy with tension. Did Daniel have to stand so close? Move away, dammit, he told himself angrily. He wasn’t Daniel’s thing anymore. He was normal. But it felt like the last half a year had never happened. His body refused to move. He was trembling.

Daniel’s gaze was fixed on the rapidly beating pulse at the base of Lukas’s throat. Suddenly, he dipped his face down and pressed his nose against Lukas’s neck.

God. Lukas took a deep breath that did little to still the shuddering need racking his body. They couldn’t. He wouldn’t. It was over. He shouldn’t let it happen. But Daniel was nuzzling his neck, his hot breath making his skin tingle, and Lukas couldn’t step away, didn’t have the strength. His arms came up around Daniel and wrapped around his waist loosely.