Asher's Underwear

There was no note at the door.

That night, they went to bed feeling a bit relieved. The next morning, there wasn't any note at the door, neither the day after that or the day after that.

The days rolled by in a blur. Beau was strict with Asher's rest and feeding. In the day, Asher attended classes, rested, ate, and rested again. At night, Beau made sure they cuddled and Asher rested some more.

On the last day of October, the end of the first month if they had still been on probation, Asher woke up that morning craving Beau's dick. It was a very understandable feeling since they had not made love for about five days.

Morning-wood heralding him, Asher yawned and walked into the bathroom. His face had never looked so relaxed in as long as he could remember. The bags under his eyes had miraculously evaporated, and his body felt more full—thanks to Beau's strict rest-schedule.