The man

I laid the man down on my own bed, since it was the only thing big enough to handle his whole body, plus almost all the other rooms were locked, they wouldn't open no matter how hard I tried.

I went ahead and got a bucket full of water and set it on the side. I got a scissor and started to cut off his clothes, his clothes were like what you would see assassins wear in popular novels. I cut every single piece of clothing off of him and he was fully naked on my bed.

My eyes kept glancing at the huge load he was carrying, it was my first time seeing a real one. Pushing those dirty thoughts to the back of my head I started cleaning him and bandaging his wounds.

His tan skin and white hair made me drool a little bit, also his long lashes and his pink plump lips made me want to commit some sins. I held back my desire and got as far as I possibly could in the room from him. Covering my eyes I counted to 100, stop it pervert stop it.

After calming down a bit I went to check inside the big closet to see if there were anything in there that would fit him. Sure enough I found t-shirts and short appearing out of nowhere in his size, I also found shoes and underwear.

After getting him dressed I dropped down to the floor tired and drained. Ok, now where do I sleep? The couch? It's not as comfortable as the bed?

Also I'm too lazy to move, I mean it's my bed and it is big enough to fit the both of us… I'll just bring the couch into the room and continue to watch his condition. I turned off the light for the first time since I got here at night.

What if the man woke up and did something to me? I mean something inside me wished he would do something to my body…but it just does dark normal thoughts.

I put the couch right next to the bed so I would've been able to watch him, the moon light made the room bright enough to see things. After an hour or so my eyelids were extremely heavy and I fell asleep.