Deer Minotaur Boyfriend 2 (special preview)

“Not so fast,” he turns to me. “I don’t want you to quit.”

I frown. “I can’t exactly afford it,” I huff. “How am I supposed to pay for it when I can barely feed myself some days?”

“Not what I mean,” he takes a step closer. “I told you that you made me feel more creative. I like talking to you, I like how you make me feel.” He smiles at me. “Come work with me.”

“The fuck you say?” I snap.

“You’ll make money to feed yourself,” he chuckles. “And you and Morgan can still get close.”

“I’m not sure I catch your drift,” I murmur.

Professor Barnum, or Morris I guess I should call him, dips down, kissing me. I’m shocked at first, but soon I give in, melting into his kiss. I stand on tiptoe, wrapping my arms around his neck as the kiss deepens.

Morris moans as he parts from me. The same seductive sound that made me weak for Morgan. “I’ve been wondering about that.”

I take a step back and touch my lips. “Can you tell me all that again?” I ask.

Morris chuckles. “Let’s hash things out over dinner, Isabelle,” he purrs. “I think I owe you that much.”

He takes me to a restaurant I really enjoy, but never get to go to much. I feel a bit awkward sitting with him. After all, the situation is a strange one, to say the least. But I feel comfortable with Morris, and that is weird itself. Morris has to stoop as we come into the place so his antlers don’t hit any of the low hanging light fixtures. But once we sit down, he only has to stoop his head a little.

“Is this a date?” I just come straight out and ask.

“Was there any confusion over it?” Morris asks.

I avert my eyes, then slowly glance back to him. “Well, I wasn’t sure if it would be classified as a business meeting or a date. So I felt I needed to ask.”

Morris chuckles. “I like how you make me feel. During our conversations, I felt a certain eagerness I haven’t felt in a while. It was easy. It was fun. I want to keep that feeling going.”

“How so?” I ask.

“I want you with me while I work my calls,” he says. “Now, I know this sounds a bit strange, but hear me out.” He leans forward towards me. “I want to fuck you when I’m working,” he says with his best Morgan voice.

I squeak and look around us anxiously.

Morris chuckles. “Is that too weird of me to ask?”

“Quite possibly!” I bark.