Diamonds are Forever 2/? Jorli
Chapters: 2/?
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Author's Note: Things have happened between the prologue and where this chapter starts, and if I have time, part of that will be told in To Be Or Not To Be, to fully extend if things aren't explained here.
Previous chapters: Prologue Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Orlando woke slowly, sensing that he wasn't alone in bed. His head hurt, a blinding pain that was out of this world and there was a pressure in his bladder that he really had to take care of. Trying to move wasn't that easy though, as his companion seemed to be using him as a pillow. He looked down to see the dark hair of his friend lying on his chest. His heart fluttered, partly in remembrance of the previous evening.
Carefully, he lifted Johnny away from him and slipped out of the bed, trying not to moan from the pain and nausea he felt as soon he rose. He picked up his clothes on the way to the bathroom.
He stumbled a little, but was able to made it to the bathroom as silently as he could. With every movement, he felt proof of what he been doing last night.
Worse was the pain in his head though, he had definitely drunk too much and now he felt very sick. There was also a throbbing pain between his legs, it was a long time since he had felt that sort of pain. It gave him both a feeling of something good having happened, but also a fear that it would not happen again.
After relieving himself, he carefully let his finger feel how bad the damage was. It stung just behind his male genitals. Johnny had, in his drunken state, pushed into his female hole, which were no questions about that. Looking down at his fingers, he saw that there was a little blood on them. He thought that he had probably not been wet enough and he couldn't remember if they had used any lubricant. If they were going to do it again, he had to make sure they had lube handy.
Orlando went over to wash his hands and looked at himself in the mirror. It clearly showed that he had been partying last night and that he had been lucky, Johnny had left a love bite on his neck. He rubbed it and cherished it because of who had left it.
He looked over into the bedroom where Johnny still slept, lying on his stomach. Orlando's heart beat faster. He loved Johnny and was happy that they had done more than just hug. If Orlando could decide what would happen in the future, he would see to it that their relationship became deeper and that they could be together, but he didn't want to force Johnny into anything. He knew that Johnny had Vanessa and their children, so he had to accept what little he could get.
Orlando wondered if he should go back to bed or sneak out to his own room. He was scared of what Johnny would think about what had happened and if he went back to the bed, would he be hated when Johnny regretted what took place? Or would he feel miserable for being the one sneaking away for the fear of doing the wrong thing, when he himself thought it was one of the best things he had done in a long time?
To give himself a little longer to think about what he should do, he bent down to dress himself. As soon as he rose back up though, he knew that was the wrong thing to do. The nausea got worse and his stomach churned so madly that he had to throw up.
He thought himself lucky that he already was in the bathroom. He hated to throw up and every time he did, he wished that he would never have to do it again. Obviously, he had failed to keep that promise to himself.
When he seemed to have emptied himself of everything in his stomach, he found a glass so he could rinse his mouth of the vile taste. He also took some of Johnny's toothpaste and swilled it around his mouth to hide any remaining taste.
After spitting it out, he said to his mirror image; "I definitely had too much to drink."
He didn't feel good at all, tired, and hurting, and he felt that he didn't want to go back to his empty room, so that decided what he would do.
Orlando let his clothes lie where he had dropped them, walked back to the bedroom and crept down beside Johnny to get a few more hours of sleep and when he woke up again, hopefully he would feel better.
He stretched out on his back, wriggling slightly to soothe his muscles, bending over the toilet had hurt his back as well. It took a few minutes until he could find a good position to lie in, finally lying on his side, facing Johnny.
Orlando didn't dare to touch him, even though he would have loved to feel Johnny's skin under his. Taking all the comfort he could from an unaware Johnny, he closed his eyes and actually fell asleep again.