Jenkins
Freshly showered and dressed, I stop by the bed and observe the man sleeping naked on the mattress. He always takes up more than three-quarters of the bed. I don’t know how he does it, but he always ends up glued to my back while I’m left on the edge. Maybe I should ask him—or rather, demand—that he go back to his room. At first, I thought it would only be a couple of nights, and that he’d get bored of his new toy soon enough, but it’s been five weeks now, and he still stays over every night.
We don’t talk much, we just f**k like animals until we collapse from exhaustion, and in the morning, I make sure I’m out of bed before he wakes up. It avoids awkward moments. Other than that, our relationship hasn’t changed at all. I still train the recruits, Beni is fully recovered, and I k
