Locked In Paradise

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Chapter 9

A:N:please comment your thoughts. What date and time are you reading this chapter? I know this is a short chapter, it's really just a filler.
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February /9/2019

Omniscient P.O.V

"Stop moving," Hector mumbled, holding onto Jamal's waist with his right hand. Jamal groaned, frustrated and bored. Over the past week, the two men have seemed to have gotten closer. Jamal has gotten comfortable with the taller male; he found himself almost attached to the Honduran.

Jamal leaned up and kissed along Hector's jawline. The two were currently laying on Hector's bed with Jamal laying on top of him. Hector was reading some book, and Jamal was bored out of his mind. Jamal wanted to play another game to get to know each other better because he felt secrets that he thought needs to be in the open.

"Hector," Jamal called out, almost in a whine. Hector smirked; Jamal was getting comfortable with him.

"What, Baby," the older man questioned, turning to the next page in his GED test prep book. He was planning on taking college courses; to do that, he needs his GED.

"Can we play the questions game again?" Jamal pleaded, pushing up to sit on Hector's thighs. How could he deny the request? This could be the only chance he gets to understand Jamal further than he already does.

"Anything for you, you want me to start?" Hector asked, closing his book and putting it next to the pillow. Jamal nodded, and Hector smiled.

"Have you ever thought about having kids of your own?" Hector was going straight in.

Jamal's smile faltered a little. "I can't say I've never thought about it, I do. However, I'm not sure if I can. I told you I never went to check myself; I've just been going off my mother's words. But I do want kids of my own. Sadly, if I'm able to give birth, I will not be able to because I'll be locked in here till old age."

Hector sensed Jamal's uneasiness and began rubbing on his sides. Jamal had on only a tank top and underwear. He was really getting comfortable with Hector.

"Would you be scared if I told you I wanted to put kids in you?"

Jamal felt his face heat up at that. "A little, but because I'm scared of who I am as it is. I don't know how I would feel if I was pregnant. What would people think?" Jamal questioned, fidgeting with his thumbs.

Hector sucked his teeth, pushing his hands further up Jamal's tank top to feel on his abs. "Fuck what they think."

Jamal let out a light chuckle holding onto Hector's arm to stabilize himself. "What did you want to be when you were younger?"

"I wanted to work in public health, mostly social work." Jamal couldn't help but smile.

"Is that why you're reading that book?" the dark skin man asked. Hector nodded, taking his hands out of Jamal's tank top, placing his hands back on his hips. "I think that's amazing. I believe that you can do it." Jamal smiled, encouraging him.

"What did you want to do?"

"I didn't want to do anything. I never had a passion for anything; I was always just there you know?," Jamal grimly replied.

Hector nodded, looking up at the boy.

"Can I tell you something?" Jamal asked. He looked nervous and a little anxious.

"That's what we are doing right now. Ask, I'm not finna judge." Hector laughed, and Jamal nodded.

"Sometimes- I um I want to call you different names. Like pet names." Jamal confessed. Hector quirked his right brow, intrigued. "Like um, yesterday when you had me against the sink. I didn't know what I was feeling, and when we had leisure, I googled it, and they said I have a daddy kink."

Hector's dick twitched just thinking about it. "So you want to call me that?" Hector cheesed, Jamal was Getting comfortable, and that made Hector happier than he ever could be.

"I get scared that you would find it weird," Jamal confessed, a pout on his lips. Hector motioned for him to lean down. When the dark skin man leaned down, Hector captured his lips when he was close enough.

"Whenever you want to call me pet names, go for it." Hector encouraged. Jamal nodded, leaning down to lay on his potential lover's chest.

"You like me?" Jamal asked.

Hector rubbed large circles in his back "so much," he confessed.

"Since when?"

"A few years."

"When did you know?"

" since I first saw you."

"You're so cliche." Jamal whispered. Hector just wrapped his arms tighter around the shorter man and hugged him.

"When I tell you we need a break, I end up hurting myself."

"I know."

"I like you too."

"I know."

The two smiled. Maybe this won't be so bad.
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