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Aaron's Story VI- It will never be.
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I hissed in pain and clutched the arms of the chair. The antiseptic Daniel had applied on the cut at the back of my head was stinging. Daniel stopped applying it and looked at me with concern and uncertainty.
"Are you okay? I guess it's stinging but I need to clean the wound lest it gets septic."
I nodded and he dabbed the cotton in the liquid and started cleaning the wound. This time he touched a sensitive spot and I recoiled in intense pain, clutching his arm and clinging desperately to dear life in the process. After a minute, the sharp pain subsided and I relaxed. It was then I realized I was clutching Daniel's arm with intense strength and that he was seated in an awkward position with an awkward confused expression on his face. His awkwardness seeped through me and our eyes met. Immediately, I let go of his arm and sat straight while he shuffled uncomfortably. I noticed that I had left red marks on his arm where I had clutched it. I cursed myself wordlessly.
"I'm sorry for that. It was the pain. I couldn't think straight."
Daniel looked at his arm and then at me; and to my disbelief turned red. The usually snobbish and confident guy stammered a reply.
"No. It's fine. In fact it was pleas- I mean it didn't hurt. Vampire strength and all."
"That's good. I mean in spite of that I'm sorry." I bit my lip at my thoughtless replies.
"So, I have to resume the cleaning." Daniel spoke.
I nodded giving my assent. After five minutes that took me all my strength to stop clutching his arm again, he had cleaned and dressed my wound. With that done he began examining the scratches on my arms and back.
"Uhm..Aaron, please take off your shirt."
"What??" I turned and almost shouted. "Why?"
Daniel was taken aback and quickly started explaining himself. "I have to see your back. I mean I have to check for cuts or muscle injury in the back. You hit the cabinet on your back and then hit the floor. I have to check all's fine."
"Oh! Hang on for a sec." I replied turning red in embarrassment at my outburst.
Slowly, with extreme awareness of him watching me strip, I pulled the t-shirt over my head. Daniel extended his hand to take it. I hesitated but handed it to him.
"Jeez! It's all wet." Daniel remarked but then saw my eyebrow rise and quickly kept it on the nearby chair. "But, it smells great. I mean...all the activity of the last hour made you sweat. I understand." His voice trailed off as he looked at me. My chest was glistening with sweat and his eyes were travelling all over me. The feeling of awkwardness and self-consciousness flooded me. I cleared my throat which brought Daniel back to earth. He quickly shook his head and asked me to turn. Very conscious, I turned my back towards him.
After a few minutes that filled the room with more awkwardness (if that was possible), I felt Daniel's cold fingers touching me. A shiver ran through my body and I felt a twitching where it shouldn't be at this point. Daniel's fingers too seemed colder than usual and bit shaky. I could guess he was nervous and perhaps this 'twitching' was happening to him too. Embarrassed and swearing I adjusted my posture and tightly crossed my legs. Daniel's fingers were sliding all over my back. After a moment he applied pressure at a spot. I shivered in anticipation and (I hate to admit) pleasure.
"How does it feel?" He asked.
"Pleasurable." I murmured out of my orgasmic feelings.
"Excuse me?" Daniel asked all squeaky-voiced and high.
"I...I meant it feels fine. No pain at the spot." Cursing myself without stopping I tried to cover up.
"Oh!" Daniel said sounding uncertain. "Well, then nothing's wrong with the muscles. Just a few scratches but they'll go."
I heaved a sigh of relief that the examination had ended. I quickly got up to get my t-shirt but in the process, swung my wounded head, which made me dizzy. I lost control and fell. But, I didn't hit the ground. I fell into Daniel's outstretched arms. As I gained composure, I looked up at him. He was bent and holding me in his arms; while I was clinging to his shirt and had ripped a few top buttons in the process. I could get a peek at his toned chest with a slight hint of hair. I felt his muscular arms holding me. He was looking straight into my eyes but his breathing was heavy and his heart racing. My eyes travelled from the slightly exposed chest to the huge bulge in the jeans. That made me conscious of the fact that such a bulge had emanated in me to. I quickly tried to stand straight. He too broke his X-raying and helped me stand.
"I'm sorry about the shirt." I apologised to fill the awkward silence that had prevailed.
"You don't need to apologise. Here." He handed me my t-shirt and I wore it.
"It's too silent here." Daniel said looking around my room. Evan and Sean were in Sean's room with Stefan's body. Daniel had accompanied me to my room to clean the wound. The house was very silent and the silence very awkward.
"I'll play some music. That's the player. Where's the remote?" Daniel enquired.
I handed it to him and settled on the bed while he figured out the buttons and started playing the song. He pressed the buttons and music flowed in the room.
"Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm,
And your cheeks so soft,
There is nothing for me but to love you,
And the way you look tonight."
Daniel froze when the song played. The awkwardness now reached another peak. However, he soon gained senses and after great fumbling put on another song.
"I'll switch off the lights." He said and moved towards the switch board when the new song thus said.
