Minotaru Boyfriend: Deo Part Two (complete)

Part One 

You’ve gotten a new job recently that allows you to work from the comfort of your own home. It’s in customer service, not exactly your cup of tea, but you take the good with the bad. The only problem is that you have to go away on a few training seminars, so you need to be away from home and your wonderful boyfriend, Deo, for a while.

You and Deo have been getting closer as of late, to the point where you discuss moving in together. Those plans go on hold as you go off to the first round of training, which is only for a week, but you are still far away from home and alone at that. Deo offers to go with you, but it’s a busy season at the ranch and every hand is needed to ensure things go smoothly.

Every evening you and Deo agree to have a phone call to catch up on the events of the day. It’s your favorite part of the day, although you notice Deo has started sounding more and more exhausted. He yawns often, drifting when he talks at length.

“Babe, you okay?” you ask timidly. “You sound pretty tired.”

“Who, me?” He chuckles softly. “I’m fine. All this hard work lately, I’m used to it.” He sniffs and you can hear him settle back. “I just ain’t been sleeping all that well, you know?”

“You’re not?” you gasp in concern. “Why not? What’s wrong?”

Deo is quiet for a moment. “Are you sleeping well?” he asks.

“Uhm-” you frown a bit. “Not as good as I usually do. I mean, I’m comfortable and everything, but it’s kind of lonely.”

“Yeah,” Deo’s voice strains, probably because he’s stretching. “That’s how I feel,” he sighs. “It’s lonely. I’m used to having my Marshmallow right beside me, all warm and soft and sweet, just cuddling me and making me feel all safe and loved.”

Tears prickle up in your eyes. “I can’t wait to get home, I miss you.”

Deo’s laugh is soft and throaty. “Not much longer, and hey, when you do get back home, we’ll have a few nice, quiet days together before you head out to the next training. Right?”

You wipe at yours eyes and nod. “Right.”

“What are you wearing?” Deo purrs teasingly.

You snicker. “What are you wearing?”

“Oh, nothing at all, babe,” he groans. “Just laying here in bed, dick out, ass in the air.”

You snort and cover your mouth. “What the hell is your ass in the air for?”

“I’m signalling for my mate like any intelligent man, duh,” he chuckles. “But seriously, what are you wearing?”

“That old t-shirt of yours,” you reply with a smile as you lay back. “The gray one with your football numbers and junk on it.”

“I like that one. I was wondering where it went,” Deo grunts. “Now you’re going to get your marshmallow stink all over it.”

You bring the collar of the shirt up over your nose and takes a whiff. “It smells like you still, even though I’ve been wearing it every night.”

“What have you got on under the shirt?” Deo continues to tease. “Something lacy? Maybe hot red or naughty black?” He moans. “Or perhaps some innocent white?”

You have on a pair of gray granny panties that look awful but are so comfortable, and with all this traveling and having to sit in these boring lectures and seminars for training, comfort has been key.

“Oh yeah,” you scoff. “I’ve got on this lacy black thong.”

“Is it riding up? Don’t you wanna take it off-” He bursts out laughing before he can finish his thought. “Seriously though, whatever you’re wearing, take it off.”

You giggle happily. “Then what am I supposed to do, hot shot?”

“Put on pants and come home,” he murmurs softly. 

You smile contentedly to yourself. “Just a few more days and I will. Trust me, if I could pack up and head home now, I would.”

“Ah, so the ass-up thing is working,” Deo chimes. “Good to know.”

“You’re still coming to get me at the airport, right?” you ask.

“Why would that change?” He scoffs. “Are you still coming to the airport for me to pick up?” 

You giggle. “Yeah, duh.”

“Then I’ll be there, Marshmallow, with bells and whistles,” Deo murmurs softly. “I can’t wait to see you.”

“Me too,” you whisper.

The next day, as you’re leaving the latest batch of seminars you’re standing in the elevator with one of the friends you’ve made. His name is Jax, an Orc who has been in all the same training sessions you have. You’ve gotten to know him during lunch breaks and it’s been nice having a friend around.

“You wanna go get something to eat tonight?” he asks. “Last night to do that before we have to suffer through that finale banquet tomorrow.”

“Oh, right,” you grunt and roll your eyes. “That mess.” You sigh and think for a moment. “Yeah, might as well.” You take out your phone. “Just need to change at the hotel and make a call.”

A strange look comes over Jax’s face as his eyes glance at your phone. “The boyfriend?” he asks.

You nod at him. “We usually have a phone call every evening, I just need to tell him it will be late tonight.”

Back at the hotel, you get out your clothes for a night out and make a call to Deo. It rings several times before going to his voicemail. “Hey babe,” you grunt as you try to wriggle into some skinny jeans. “Just wanted to let you know I’m going out with a friend tonight, so our evening call might be a little late. I’m really sorry. I promise I won’t be too long. Love you, bye.” You tuck your phone into your purse, and once you’re dressed you step out into the hall where Jax is waiting. 

The evening goes well. You and Jax share a few drinks and a nice dinner of sushi. You share from one another’s plates, laughing and telling jokes about things that have happened during the training. Under the table you feel Jax’s leg against yours, but you take this as him being big for the small booth, so your ignore it. 

“Let me check my phone real quick,” you say as the evening wears on. “I wanna see if Deo called.” You reach into your purse, but you find no phone. “Oh no,” you gasp in fear. “It must have fell out in the hotel room.”

“It’ll be okay, he’ll understand,” Jax says. His expression reads as irritated before sweeping into relief. “Just enjoy yourself,” he says with a smile. “That’s what he’d want, right?”

You smile softly. “Yeah, he would. But I still don’t like to make him wait.”

“He get mad or something?” Jax grunts.

“What? No,” you chuckle. “He can get impatient sometimes, but he’s never gotten really mad at me.”

“He better not,” Jax growls. “He’s lucky to have an amazing woman like you.”

You gasp softly when you feel his leg against yours again. This time you’re not so certain it’s the small booth and his long legs. You keep quiet and just smile.

After you leave the restaurant, Jax goes with you to your room. As you turn to tell him goodnight, he cups your cheek in his big palm and leans down to kiss you. “Don’t-” You quickly stop him, pulling away before he can reach you. “Jax, I’m with Deo,” you say shakily, shocked by the experience.

“I like you,” Jax whispers. “You’re so sweet and pretty. All I want to do is touch you and make you feel so good.”

“Jax, no,” you grunt, trying to pull away. “I said no!” you snap, unlocking the door and slamming it behind you.

You scoff, skin crawling from the experience. You’re angry and agitated, and the whole night is ruined because of Jax and his behavior. As you go into your room you find your phone lying on the floor. You pick it up, seeing missed calls and a couple of texts from Deo which you ignore, going straight to calling him.

Grunts and snores are your answer. “Hello?” His voice croaks.

You go into the bathroom and sit on the edge of the tub, turning on the water. “Oh no, did I wake you?” you whimper.

“Nah, babe, just resting my eyes,” he grunts. “So how did your night out go? Have fun?”

You sigh, shoulders sinking. “It was okay,” you mutter. “Dinner went well, but something happened afterward that’s gotten me all sorts of messed up.”

“What’s wrong?” Sleepy Deo instantly becomes concerned Deo. “Marshmallow?”

You try to struggle out of the skinny jeans but you stop. “My friend tried to kiss me.”

“She did?” Deo sounds confused.

You huff. “No, he,” you grumble.

“He?” Deo snaps. “What’d he do? Are you okay?”

You sit down on the toilet and take some toilet paper to dab at your eyes. “Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just… mad and really upset and I just-” You sniffle a bit.

Deo grumbles something under his breath. “You sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah.” Your voice cracks. “I’m so sorry.”

“What’re you apologizing for? You’re not the asshole here.” His voice is so gentle. “You didn’t want him to kiss you right?”

You shake your head. “No, of course not. He knew I am seeing you.”

Deo snarls something. “Just stay away from him, okay? Wish you had told me your friend there was a guy. I’d been thinking it was a girl this whole time.”

“What would it have mattered?” you ask.

“It’s-” Deo cuts himself off. “I just would have liked to have known is all.”

You frown a bit. “No, really, why would it have mattered, Deo?”

Deo scoffs. “Because it’s a guy! And you’re so far away!”

“What?” You huff. “You afraid of something?”

“Yeah! Of men!”

You start to scowl. “I’m really upset, Deo!”

“I know you are,” Deo snaps, “because of some shithole guy!” He snarls and you hear him smack a pillow. “Just tell me next time, okay?”

You scoff and wipe at your eyes. “Whatever.”

Deo goes quiet for a long moment. Then he sighs. “I miss you.”

“I miss you too. Go back to sleep, you’re obviously tired.” You hang up the phone and hang your head, crying into the hotel toilet paper.

You stay away from Jax the next day, and you don’t stay long for the finale banquet either. You go back to your hotel room and pack up. Your call with Deo is brief. He is busy as the day is running long, and he still sounds upset.

The next day you go to the airport and head home. As you get off the plane and walk out with the crowd, you look around to try to see Deo standing head and shoulders above everybody, but you don’t. Your gut sinks. Everything goes cold. You still can’t find him in the crowd.

“There you are!” You sister comes forward and hugs you. “How was the trip?”

You’re a bit surprised. You hug your sister, then try to collect yourself. “Could Deo not make it? He was supposed to come get me.”

Your sister smiles, taking your bag. “Things got busy at the ranch. He asked me if I could come get you.”

Your guts churn. He must be really mad. “Oh,” you sigh. “I was...I was really excited to see him.”

“Hey, it’s okay.” Amy puts her arm around you. “He’s excited to see you, he just couldn’t get away from work.”

All the way home you feel awful, unsure of what you’ll find once you get there. As Amy drives up to the ranch, she pulls up to Deo’s house rather than your own. As you slowly park, you see Deo come off the porch. He opens up your car door, and as you step out he grabs you up tight in his strong arms. You hug him fast.

“Deo, I’m sorry,” you whisper.

“Shh-” he hisses. “I’m sorry,” he murmurs back. He glances at you with those warm, brown eyes. “Don’t apologize to me.” He smiles, then wraps you up tight again. “I missed you so much.”

You nod. “Me too. Now kiss me, please.”

Deo grins. “You sure? Me?”

You stand on tiptoe, yanking his head down to capture a kiss. You then softly kiss the pink part of his nose before kissing him again. “Always you.”

Deo grins and takes your hand. “Follow me, I have something to show you.”

As you get to the door he puts his hands over your eyes. “Don’t peek until I tell you to.” He then weaves you blindly through his home, taking you back to where the house is cool from the shade of the trees. “Okay now,” he whispers. “You can look.”

As Deo moves his hands away you open your eyes, peering at a desk and chair. The room is otherwise empty aside from a fluffy pink rug. You look around, then glance back at him. “What is this?” 

Deo smiles. “It’s your office!” He shyly tilts his head to the side. “Formly a room where I stored… a bunch of useless junk,” he laughs.

You shake your head. “Why would you do this?”

Deo takes in a deep breath. “Well, you know, you need a place to work.” He waves his hand around. “You can do whatever you want to it. Hang up pictures, maybe add a chair somewhere. You can put a table over there and have a coffee pot and some of your mug collection.” He smiles down at you. “You can do whatever you want. It’s all yours.”

You’re grinning from ear to ear. “Why have you done this?”

“It’s not the only thing I’ve done,” he chuckles. “I also made room in my closet, and the master bathroom. I even made space in the kitchen.” He rubs the back of his neck anxiously. “I also got a new mattress just in case. I just…” He chuckles softly. “If you want it, all this extra space - the whole house, even - it’s yours.”

You step closer to him. “You want me to move in?”

“I wasn’t jealous before,” he murmurs as he puts his hands around your hips. “I was worried. I didn’t want you to get hurt, and-“ he huffs. “I handled it wrong. But that’s not why I want you to move in. I trust you, and you’ve made my life so much better by just existing.” He smiles at you. “I want more than you to move in.” He lowers down to one knee. “I want you to, well...“ he takes a ring from the pocket of his shirt. “Marry me, Marshmallow?”

As Deo slips the perfect little ring onto your finger, you’re bobbing your head up and down uncontrollably. Deo laughs, sitting up to kiss you. You wrap your arms around his neck and run your fingers through his hair.

“Yes! Yes, of course!” You blubber.

Deo chuckles. “I’m sorry I couldn’t pick you up like I promised. I was busy.”

You laugh and kiss him again as he picks you up off the floor. “Take me to this new bed,” you whisper. “I want to try it out.”

Deo growls with a smirk. “You want a nap?”

You kiss his neck as he carries you to his room. “Maybe after.”

The bed is made with sheets, but the pillows and blankets aren’t on it yet. Deo lays you down, kissing you as he hurriedly takes off his jeans. The belt clatters to the floor and he kicks his pants away. He then grabs your leggings yanking them off as he pushes up your dress. His strong fingers knead against your panties as his warm mouth moves over your chest.

You take off your bra, letting him at your soft breasts. His hot tongue laps over your nipples as his fingers move your underwear aside. You bite your lip as he sinks into you, finding you wet and eager for his touch. Deo moves over top of you, his cock rubbing against your plump thighs.

You cup his cheek, your new ring sparkling for a moment. “Deo,” you whisper urgently.

“Yes?” He smirks.

You pull him down for a kiss, guiding him into place. His hands grab hold of your hips, lifting them as his cock slips inside. He stretches you, making your inner walls hug tight around his girth. You moan into his mouth, sighing as he begins to move. The bed rattles, thumping against the wall as he thrusts hard into you. His snarls and growls fill your ear as his cock rocks inside.

You hook your legs around his waist, urging him to go harder. You don’t intend on letting him stop. You squeeze around him, trailing your hand down his chest. He’s hard, hot, and stroking against that sensitive spot inside.

You cry out as you the electric pulse starts at your toes. It tickles upward, going along your spine, making your neck jerk back, and then it trails down into your fingertips. Deo’s movements become harder, and he snarls and roars out loud as his back arches. Deep inside he plunges, filling you with his heat, and it bubbles along your folds as he overflows.

Deo grunts and wheezes, gazing down at you as you melt into the new mattress. He kisses your cheek, rutting slowly as he continues to cum. As he rests himself down beside you, snuggling up and laying his hand over your breast, you stare at the ring on your hand.

“You like it?” Deo kisses your cheek.

“I love it.” You roll over to face him. “I love you.”

Deo smirks. “I hope you’re not planning on doing anything today.” He growls. “Because I plan on breaking in this bed.”

You reach around, grabbing his perfect ass. “I’m only getting started.” You dig your fingers in and he moans out loud. “I’m breaking in my new fiance.”

Deo chuckles. “You’re perfect, Marshmallow.”