His Touch (boyxboy) #1

Chapter 11- New Things

AN:
Some of y'all have asked if I can include photos of uniforms and gifts that each of the characters are given, So here you go!

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Tyler's POV (Omar)
I groaned at the bright lights in my eyes.
I rolled back into the pillow and paused.
where am I?

I sat up in a panic. The room wasn't something I had seen before.
I looked at the walls and noticed the small gold flakes that were reflected by the bright sun that was coming in through the gap in the blinds

"West wing" I whispered to an empty room.
Each wing in the palace had a definitive feature about them
The North- Had red doors
The East- Had pink blooms on the roof
The South- Had blue and gold carpets
The West- Had gold flakes in the white wallpaper

I looked down on the bed, I was alone
The right side of the bed had a dent where a body was.
My fingers trailed my chest as I remembered every touch Samuel gave me
I know what you're thinking, We had sex?

No. We did not.
Last night, was touch. we needed eachothers touch. I was in no mood to have sex with Samuel. Neither was he. I had asked but he refused.

"baby please." I whined. My penis screamed for attention, it hurt
"Ty, calm yourself. its about us. You aren't ready to have sex with me yet." I nodded as he trailed more kisses down my stomach to where I needed him the most. He skipped it completely and continued down my legs.

I rubbed my face with my hands and let out a groan. I ripped the blankets off and noticed I was only in my boxers.
When did my pants come off?

I shook my head at the thought and got off the bed and straightened out the sheets and made the bed correctly.
I folded the corners and patted the pillows to smooth the creases
I found my sweatpants thrown across the room I laughed and picked them up and slid them back on my legs.
I grabbed my hoodie from the ground and tucked it under my arm.

There was no need to put it on, I was only getting changed once I made it back to mine and Whitney's room. My feet walked with a little more grace today. I smiled as the rubys on my left ring finger shone a bright red as they caught the sunlight from the hallway windows.

I smiled at the fact that Samuel proposed during our need and lust last night. I was more smart and did not refuse. Samuel had an exact match on his left hand.

The one job I loathed, opening the hallway windows. they were a thick velvet with blockout backs. The curtains were long and heavy.

I pushed open the waiting quarter doors and noticed that my bedroom door was shut. I placed my hoodie down on the lounge and I rose an eyebrow. One rule Whitney and I had was that the door stayed open. Mainly because of my nightmares and if i needed a quick way out
I opened the door and let out a shocked gasp

All my belongings were gone. The two single beds became a double and the room was filled with Whitney's stuff.
what is happening?

I stepped backwards slowly as tears fell from my eyes
my stuff was gone
I panicked and started opening all the other bedroom doors to find my belongings.
"WHITNEY!" I screamed.

No one touched my stuff. It was mine.
Its the only sacred thing I had
MY STUFF.

"Whats wrong?" Samuel slid into the room, almost losing his balance. I spun around and glared at him.
"How could you do this!" I cried. He stood up straight and gave me a questioning look

"Don't give me that look. You propose to me, make promises and now you're kicking me out!" I sobbed as tears fell from my eyes

Samuel's face dropped
"No- Ty no" He started walking towards me.
"Don't" I warned and stepped backwards