As a Doctor
"...wyll?"
"....Anwyll?"
"Doctor Anwyll?"
Anwyll gasped and jumped when he heard that voice. He turned around and saw a young woman that had a nurse's uniform.
"Um... Yes?" Anwyll cleared his throat, trying to sound normal.
"Are you okay?" The young nurse asked, concerned. "Is this a bad time?"
Anwyll shook his head. "No. What's going on?"
"Thyma is waiting for you." The nurse answered in a soft tone.
"I-I-I'm sorry, Thyma?" Anwyll was panicking a little because he didn't know what's going on. Just a few seconds ago he was running from ghosts but now he's in an office with a nurse calling him a doctor. And she said Thyma who was or is one of those dead psychos he was trying to get away from.
"Yeah. You have an appointment with her today, right?"
As if his body was on autopilot, he looked at the clipboard in his hands to see that he did have a meeting with Thyma at 3 p.m. "It's three p.m. already?"
"Yes sir." The nurse told him with a nod.
He turned to her with a kind smile. "Alright, I'll meet with her soon. I just need to put a few things away first. Can you tell her I'm on my way, pretty please?"
"No problem."
After that, the nurse left and Anwyll was stuck in the room and trying to figure all of this out.Â
He looked at the nice and clean desk that had a name tag that read Doctor Anwyll.
Anwyll was so confused that he didn't know what to do then he looked down at his clothes and saw that he was now longer wearing his hoodie or jeans. He was wearing a violet skirt with a pink top with a white coat and a nametag.
He looked at the tag and saw neat cursive that read "Lovely Seasons, Doctor Anwyll."
Okay, this has to be a dream because he's never studied Psychology and he never wanted to be a doctor. But why does it all feel so familiar?
Oh right, he had to get to Thyma. He went to the door but then his body jolted like he forgot something. He walked over to his desk to open a drawer and got a small black bag that was inside.
He doesn't know why but he has a feeling that he's gonna need it so he took it.
He walked out of his office and looked at the clean and not-so-abandoned and creepy psychiatric hospital.
A lot of doctors were doing their jobs, patients were either riding on wheelchairs or walking around. And there were no ghosts which made him a bit more comfortable with the hospital.
His body started moving on its own again and he went to a room down the hall that had the number 453.
He took a breath before knocking on the door.
"Come in." He heard a shaky voice call from the other side.
He opened the door and looked inside to see a clean room but what caught his eyes was a young woman, sitting on her bed and shaking with fear. She had dark skin and brown hair with a blue bandana and she was wearing nothing but black clothes.
Her green eyes were looking at him with fear and he slowly went to a chair and set his bag down before giving her warm eyes. "Hello Thyma."
"H-h-hi." She stuttered with nervousness and fear.
"It's okay, I'm not here to hurt you." Anwyll tried to reassure her with a gentle tone. "I'm a doctor, I'm here to help."
"Doctor Anwyll?" She read the name on his nametag.
"Hm?" Anwyll looked at the nametag and realized she was looking at it. "Oh, yep. But you can just call me Anwyll."
"And you promise you won't hurt me?" She asked, putting her knees to her chest and rocking back and forth. Her eyes were showing fear once again. "Because I can't take the abuse anymore."
"Hey hey hey." Anwyll gave a scared but also sympathetic look. "I promise I won't hurt you. As a doctor, I don't hurt a patient because I want to help them in whatever way I can."
Thyma was still scared and uncertain about him, he can tell from her eyes. He has to get her to trust him somehow but what could he do?
"Do you like cookie dough?"
What the? Where did that question come from? Anwyll wasn't thinking of cookie dough but he asked that anyway. Why?
But it turns out, that seemed to work because Thyma looked like she was relaxing but only by ten percent. "Yeah. Why?"
"Because..." Before Anwyll knew it, his body was starting to move on its own and he didn't even know what he was doing. He opened the black bag to get out a small container of his favorite treat, edible chocolate chip cookie dough. "I think you deserve a small treat. I like to give treats to my patients so that they can relax a bit. Would you like some?"
Thyma looked at the small container and back to him. She was deciding if she wanted to trust him and have it or not. After a long few seconds of thinking, she took the container and opened the lid.
"Here's a spoon too." Anwyll took a plastic spoon out for her and she slowly and carefully took it.
She started eating it and after one bite, she looked at Anwyll with tears starting to blur her vision.
Anwyll was starting to panic. What did he do? What's in the cookie dough? What should he do now?
"Did you make this yourself?"
Anwyll nodded his head. "I did. All the treats I give are homemade because I want to show all my patients that I care about them a lot."
Thyma let the tears roll down her face and Anwyll was about to get her a handkerchief. But Thyma put the treat down and embraced him tightly, like a desperate child that found their mommy that cares about them so much.
"Thank you, Anwyll." Thyma cried into his shoulder. "You're so kind."
Anwyll hugged her back with a kind and gentle smile and rubbed her back to give her all the love and comfort he wants to give. "You're truly welcome."
After they hugged, Thyma let go and went back to finish her treat. Once she was done, she gave the container back to Anwyll and asked him a question. "Do you want to know why I'm here?"
"We don't have to talk about that today, if you don't want to." Anwyll reassured her. "I want to you to feel comfortable."
"It's okay. It's the least I can do to say thank you." Thyma told him. "And you are my doctor, so you have a right to know."
Anwyll wanted to tell her it's alright but he wants to help her and knowing her story might help him with that. With a small and soft sigh, he took a notepad and pencil out of his bag and looked at her with kind eyes. "Alright, I'm ready whenever you are."
Thyma took a deep breath before he laid down on her bed and started to talk. "Ever since I was a little girl, my parents would make me work a lot because they wanted me to be someone that's rich. But I didn't care about being rich, I wanted to be a scientist because I loved science and I wanted to work with it. They didn't approve, however, and would beat me up if I ever thought about being a scientist again."
She looked towards the window and saw two little birds caring for on another. "I never made any friends because I was always working and I would get bullied as well for being the way I was. I felt so lonely that I thought I would just commit suicide. But I still chose to live because I feel like there's probably someone out there who cares about me."
She turned back to Anwyll. "Once I grew up, I moved out of their house and went somewhere I could be myself. That's when I came to Promepolis and tried to become a scientist but my parents were following me without me noticing and told me how much of a disgrace I was for disobeying them."
"Oh dear." Anwyll told her. "I'm so sorry."
"It's alright, it's not your fault." Thyma told him and took another breath before finishing. "That's when I snapped and went insane. I took a knife and stabbed them both to death while screaming at them. Like how they never loved me, how they never wanted me to be happy or how much I hated them and wanted them out of my life. The police arrived at my house and saw what I did and well... That's how I ended up here."
Anwyll wrote everything that would be useful to him and looked at Thyma with a sympathetic look. "I'm so sorry, Thyma. You didn't deserve any of that."
"I know and I just couldn't take it anymore." Thyma sat up and started grabbing her hair and crying once again. "Oh god, I didn't want to kill anyone."
"It's alright." Anwyll hugged her and patted her hair. "You didn't mean to kill. People can do things without meaning to when they're mad, scared, stressed or feeling any other emotion. They let their emotions get the best of them before thinking through the situation."
"I'm so sorry." Thyma looked up at him with tears still rolling down her face. "What do I do?"
"You're okay and there is something we both can do." He looked down at her and wiped the tears away from her eyes. "I'll come in everyday and we'll talk about your feelings. I'll listen to everything you have to say and we'll discuss everything that needs to be said. Sound good?"
Thyma nodded in agreement and hugged Anwyll, tight.
Anwyll hugged her back just as tight and for some reason, this felt like the right thing to do.
"Doctor Lucia!"
Lucia jumped and turned around to see a scared man, breathing heavy and looking at her with fear.
"What's going on?" Lucia asked, not getting what's going on right now.
"No time to explain." The man said and took her wrist. "We have two new violent patients who need serious help."
"Who are they?" She asked, with a raised eyebrow. She didn't understand what was going on. A moment ago, she was running from ghosts she never thought existed and her she is now as a doctor? What's going on here?
"They're husbands who are both arsonists. One of them is named Meis and Doctor Aina is gonna take care of him. The one we want you to look at is Gueira."
"Gueira!?" Lucia found herself asking. He was one of the ghosts that was chasing them, right? Why does she have to go to him?
She almost tripped while running but she was able to see that she was no longer in her regular clothes. She had black pants, a white top and a white coat with a nametag that read "Lovely Seasons, Doctor Lucia."
They stopped at a door that Lucia was nervous about. Then they both heard a scream coming from that room which made Lucia jump with fright.
The man opened the door and they were now in a room with rows of hospital beds. A few other men and women were holding a man with red hair and red eyes in a straitjacket. The redhead was struggling to get out of the jacket and thrashing around, violently.
"GET ME OUT OF THIS GODAMN THING RIGHT NOW." The redhead yelled, STILL trying to get out of it. "GET IT OFF ME NOW OR I'LL KILL YOU ALL."
"You have the right to remain silent." One of the men holding him down said before taking a needle and injecting something into his neck.
The redhead tried to get away from them again but then he started to calm down. He stopped thrashing after a few minutes and he slowly, fell asleep after a few more seconds.
Lucia wanted to get out of here she really wanted to. So, she slowly backed away and then turned around after a quick second.
Only to find a door that had the number 369.
She gasped and turned back around but she saw another door.
How did she get here? She doesn't understand this at all.
But then she felt her body move on its own and she turned the doorknob to open it. She didn't want to open the door but her body is moving like it knows the place. How and why?
She opened the door and was met with the redhead in a padded cell. He was still in the straitjacket and was looking at her with cold eyes.
"What do you want?" He spat in a venomous tone.
"Gueira, I'm not here for trouble. I just want to talk." She reassured but she didn't know why she said that.
"About what?" He glared. "My life?"
Lucia took a step back and was about to turn away but she had a feeling that she shouldn't just walk away just because he's being rude.
She took a deep breath and closed the door before walking over and sitting down next to him. "I won't force you into talking about things you don't want to share. I'm a doctor and as a doctor it's my duty to help you. I'm not giving up on you."
Out of nowhere, Gueira started laughing like a psycho and fell on his side.
Lucia jumped in surprise and raised a confused eyebrow at him.
After a long few seconds of laughing, he calmed down and looked at her with some tears rolling down his face. "You are the second person who's ever said that to me."
"What?" Lucia didn't get what he was trying to get at, at all.
"You're not gonna give up on me?" More tears started to roll down his face and this causes Lucia to get worried.
"That's right." She nodded with deterioration. "I never gave up on any of my patients in my years at this hospital. And believe it or not, I sure as hell ain't gonna give up on you, Gueira."
Gueira started laugh once again but then after just one second, he started crying.
Lucia got really worried and she decided to hug him.
Gueira was shocked by the hug but he didn't struggle to get out of it. In fact, he was enjoying it and he let his head rest, calmly on her shoulder.
She rubbed his back and wondered why he would be crying after Lucia said all this. It has to be something in his backstory that makes him feel this way.
After a few more seconds, Gueira pulled back and sniffed.
Lucia took a handkerchief out of her coat pocket and wiped his tears away. She also let him blew into it and some snot came out.
She carefully folded it up so some of his snot won't get her coat dirty. She put it back inside her back before looking at him again.
"No one was there for me."
"What?" Lucia asked, getting her notepad and pencil out.
"As a kid, no one was there for me. My mom died when I was a baby and my dad raised me on his own." Gueira took a deep breath before continuing. "Although, he wasn't much of a father to me because he was never there when I wanted him to be. It's like he just gave up on me and because of my loneliness, I killed him with an axe."
Lucia gave him a look of sympathy.
"And get this, I actually felt alive when I did it." Gueira started to give a creepy smile. "I never felt so alive in my life and I just wanted more. So, I killed a lot of people and I always laughed while I did it."
Lucia was getting a little scared now but she let Gueira continue. "And one time, I was out killing and I saw a building on fire, that's when I met my beautiful Meis. He was the first arsonist and he looked so gorgeous with that fire; I was thinking of letting him burn me to the ground. He didn't though because he said I'm too good to get rid of and that he would never give up on me."
Lucia gave another breath but also a small smile because it's good to know that love happened between the two. An unnatural love story but it's still love that Lucia approves if they're happy.
"Ever since that day, him and I became arsonists and we both killed for the fun of it. We got married in a bar a year ago and God, was it an incredible time." Gueira rolled over and laid on his back. "The best because we killed everyone in the bar with fire and hearing their screams made it all so magical."
Lucia wrote down a little of that before looking at him with a raised eyebrow.
"But then a week ago, a bitch that was able to escape our wedding day, recognized us at the mall and this is where we are now." Gueira finished and turned to her.
Lucia wrote the last of the stuff down before looking at him once again. "Well, you and your husband are definitely insane."
"Thank you." The redhead gave a proud smile.
"I wasn't trying to complement you." She raised an eyebrow at him. "I'm telling you that you two definitely, need serious help and I'm not giving up on helping you."
Gueira gave her a small smile and saw, in her eyes, that she was serious. His smile grew bigger and it wasn't creepy like when he first told his backstory. "You're not so bad Doc, I like you."
Lucia gave a smile in return and opened her arms for another hug.
Gueira sat back up and went over to hug her in the best way he can since he's still in a straitjacket.
Others would probably think it's weird but to Lucia, it somehow feels right.
"Doctor Aina?"
Aina jumped and turned around to see a nurse knocking on an opened door. "Yeah?"
"Meis is in one of the padded cells, you can go and see him now." The nurse told her.
Meis and Doctor Aina? Is this a nightmare? If it is, she wants to wake up right now because she doesn't want to get near Meis or any of the other ghosts for that matter.
"Alright, I'll be right there." Aina promised with a small smile.
What the hell!? Where did those words come from and why is she giving a small smile to this situation? She should be running away right now, not be dealing with psychos that could possibly kill her or her friends.
But without warning, her body started moving on its own.
Her mind was saying stop but her body wasn't listening to her. It's like it already knew the place and it was taking her to where she needed to be.
But she really didn't want to be with those psychos. Why won't her body listen to her? She's getting super scared now.
While she was walking, she looked around the hospital to see it cleaner and livelier then when she first saw it. And there were a lot of patients and or doctors coming and going.
She then looked at a window and saw a little of her reflection that showed that she wasn't in her regular clothes at all. She was now wearing a red dress and a white coat with a nametag that read, "Lovely Seasons, Doctor Aina."
Why is she a doctor here at this asylum!? She doesn't understand.
She walked over to a door with the number 900. She then took a key and unlocked the door before opening it.
In the back of the padded cell, was none other than who she assumes to be Meis. He had long, dark blue hair with bangs covering one eye. He was in a straitjacket and looking at her with his one blue eye that held either hate, insanity or both.
She closed the door and walked over to him with a kind smile. "Hello, Meis. I'm doctor Aina."
"And?" He spat at her, but still wanted to know more so it can just be done.
She gave a calm breath before looking at him in the eye. "And I'm here to talk. I won't force you into anything you don't want to do but I would like to do an activity with you. Is that okay?"
Meis raised an eyebrow at her. "What activity?"
Aina got a camera and a brush out. "With your permission, I would like to brush your hair while we talk."
"Okay." He gave an uneasy tone. "Don't you write stuff down?"
"I can just write down some notes if you're uncomfortable with a camera." She gave him a gentle tone. "I like to record because it helps me come back to things that I might have missed."
Meis didn't say anything to that. Which caused Aina to get worried. "Do you not want the camera to be on? Because like I said, I won't force you into doing something you don't want to do."
"It's fine." Meis shrugged, sounding like he didn't care at all. "Do what you want."
Aina shrugged. "If you say so."
Aina got the camera ready and started to record. Once she knew it was going, she went over to Meis and bend down to brush his hair. "Is there anything you want to talk about, Meis?"
"Where do you want me to start?" He asked before leaning back a little.
"Anywhere you like." Aina answered and brushed a little of his bangs. "I'm ready whenever you are."
Meis let her brush his hair for a few seconds before taking a deep breath. "Well, I guess what I want to say is that I'm a married, murderous arsonist who has a husband who loves him."
Aina gave a smile before Meis continued his story.
"But before I had this life, I had a pretty good one as a kid. My dad left me and my mom when I was a kid because things didn't work out between them. And after my dad left, my mom had to work twice as hard so that we could have a roof over our heads and food on the table." Meis looked down, almost like he was about to cry. "One Saturday, I wanted to surprise her with breakfast in bed because she deserved a break after working so hard. But I accidentally left the stove on and I left biscuits in the oven which caused a fire that killed my mother. I didn't mean to kill her; I swear I didn't but something about the fire just made me feel like I was missing out on life."
Meis looked at her with eyes full of something that she couldn't quite read. "Do you ever get that feeling where you discover yourself in a whole new way?"
Aina gave a small smile and nodded. "I did. When I was a kid, I wanted to be an airplane piolet. But then, I thought about myself and I realized that I wanted to help people and that's why I'm here today."
"Oh." Meis looked away from her. "After the accident, I grew up and worked at a grocery store. I didn't think about burning things at the time but whenever I felt like taking my anger out, I would take my anger out by burning some paper."
Meis took another breath before looking to the camera. "But then one day, I wanted to burn stuff in a garbage can when all of a sudden, I accidentally burned myself and tipped the garbage can. The fire moved its way to the grocery store I worked at and burned the entire place to the ground. That's also where I met my beloved husband who was a murderer."
"Really?" Aina raised an eyebrow.
Meis nodded. "We've been so happy together and I love him so much. We got married at a bar and we set the place on fire to make it more magical. But then a woman who was able to escape there, recognized us at the mall when we were shopping and here we are now."
"I see." Aina brushed his hair a little more. "It's quite a story and I'm so sorry about your mother."
Meis looked down again but after Aina was done, he leaned back and rested his head on her shoulder. "It was my fault, so it's okay. She used to brush my hair the way you just did when I was a kid. Thank you for making me remember."
Meis looked up at her once again and this time, tears were rolling down his face.
Aina wiped his tears away and hugged him in the best way she could do because it felt like it's meant to happen. "As a doctor, it's my job to help."
"Doctor Galo?"
Galo gasped and looked behind him to see a male nurse, looking at him with worry. "Are you busy, sir?"
"No. Can I help you?" Galo found himself saying but he didn't know why he said that. And he doesn't know why he's suddenly a doctor. This has to be some weird dream, right?
"Lio Fotia wants to see you, sir." The man said with a nice tone.
Galo gave a small smile and a nod. "Okay, I'll be right there."
The male nurse left and this gave Galo a moment to think.
He's a doctor!? He's not that smart to be a doctor and he should know because he's the world's number one firefighting idiot around here. So, why the hell is he a doctor!?
He looked down to see that his regular clothes were gone. And in their place was a black t-shirt with jeans and white coat with a nametag that read "Lovely Seasons, Doctor Galo."
Oh god, could it be that he's having a dream about the hospital before it was abandoned? This had to be the only explanation, what else could this possibly be?
Before he knew it, his body started moving on its own and he was walking down the hall to an office door that read "Lio Fotia."
He knocked on the door and heard a familiar voice from the other side. "Come in."
Galo opened the door and was met with Lio with his short, light lime green hair and magenta eyes. His eyes didn't show the insanity that he remembered but he's not complaining because he doesn't want to see those eyes like that at all.
"Hello, sir." Galo said without thinking, like his body was talking for him. "You wanted to see me?"
"Galo, you know you can just call me Lio." Lio gave a soft chuckle. "And to answer your question, yes. I want to see you."
Lio offered him a seat and took it without saying another word before looking at Lio again.
"Do you like it here at Lovely Seasons so far?" Lio asked with a poliet tone and smile that made him seem cute.
Galo nodded. "So far, I'm doing okay. I know I don't really have much experience but I'm sure I'll learn once I get my first patient. Right?"
"Yeah." Lio nodded in agreement then he moved his eyes to make it look like he was thinking before looking at Galo again. "Although, there might be one patient right now who could use your help."
"Really!?" Galo's eyes lit up with excitement. "Who!?"
Lio gave an innocent smile but there was something about it that started to make Galo nervous. Lio walked over to him and Galo saw that he was wearing a white shirt, a black skirt and black leggings that looked sexy in Galo's opinion. Is Lio a crossdresser?
Lio came over a little closer and put his warm and soft hands on Galo's shoulders. "Me."
"You?" Galo was confused and he started to turn red from all of this. Was Lio trying to mess with him or play some prank because it's not funny.
But Lio nodded and sat in Galo's lap, making Galo blush a darker red like blood.
"Do you not want to help me?" Lio pouted and gave a sad expression that Galo couldn't say no to.
"No, I do." Galo reassured and put his hands on Lio's hips. "As a doctor, it's my job to help those that need it."
Lio gave an excited smile and leaned his head on Galo's shoulder. "Would you like to know more about me, Galo Thymos?"
"I have a notepad and pencil." Galo took out his materials but Lio took them and threw them somewhere in the room. "Hey!"
"You don't need those." Lio rubbed circling patterns on Galo's chest and got Galo to blush again. "I just want you to listen."
"O-o-okay." Galo said, started to sweat a little.
"Hm... Where do I begin?" Lio thought for a moment before turning to Galo with a smile once again. "My father died before I was born and my mom and I were by ourselves for a long time. But then she caught a disease and she died right in front of my eyes."
"Oh no." Galo gave him a sympathetic look. "I'm so sorry."
"It's okay." Lio started to feel Galo's strong muscles and chest before continuing. "Growing up, I wanted to try to help people and maybe run a place where I feel like I belong. That's why I came to Lovely Seasons and became a new owner because I feel like I fit in and can just be myself. You know?"
Galo could only nod in agreement because he can't think straight with the way that Lio's touching him right now.
"I also had a few lovers in the past." Lio went lower and lower. "But they all broke my heart and all I really want in my lifetime is true love."
"I see." Galo said and started worrying about where Lio might be going with this.
"Galo, are you willing to do anything to help me?" Lio knelt down by his legs and gave serious but also cute eyes.
"I'm willing to help with anything." Galo promised and nodded to show he's serious.
"Good." Lio whispered, seductively and then he unzipped Galo's pants.
"Wait! What are you...?" Galo couldn't finish the sentence because his cock was now in the air and Lio gave a quick lick to it. "Ah!"
Lio gave a loving smile that was way more seductive and he started kissing and licking his cock. After a few more kisses and licks, he finally put Galo's cock into his mouth and started sucking.
Galo couldn't think straight with Lio's hot mouth on his cock. It felt so good and hot that he might just cum right there but why is Lio doing this? He's only been here a few days and Lio's already wanting to have sex with him? This is all confusing but at the same time, he didn't even care.
Wait! How does he even know all this? Was he actually the new doctor in his past life? God, all of this is making his head spin.
"Lio." Galo put a hand Lio's head and the smaller pulled back with a little saliva on his tongue. "What do you need me to do?"
Lio stood up and quickly went to his desk and took some lube out from a drawer. He then sat on his desk and spread his legs for Galo to reveal a pair of pink panties. "I want you to help me, Doctor Galo."
That was it. Galo stood up and kissed Lio, making it as romantic as he can so the mood is still good. Lio moaned into the kiss and Galo kissed down Lio's neck while unbuttoning his shirt.
Once the shirt was off, Galo kissed down Lio's cute little body and licked his nipples to add some pleasure. Lio moaned from the attention and that's when Galo got lower to Lio's skirt and took it off as well as the leggings and panties.
To make things fair, he quickly took off his own clothes and got the lube ready. Once he coated three fingers, he looked at Lio with reassurance. "Relax for me, can you do that, pretty please?"
Lio nodded and spread his legs once again while relaxing the best he could.
Galo then put a single finger in Lio and Lio hissed from the pain but after a couple seconds of adjusting, he got used to it.
Galo added a second finger and added the third a little bit after. After another minute of preparation, Lio was ready and Galo needed to get his cock coated.
He took the lube and coated his cock before looking at Lio. "You ready?"
Lio gave an eager and wanting nod before Galo pushed his cock inside Lio's asshole.
Lio hissed from the pain but felt the pleasure coming, little by little. Galo was now all the way inside him but as the good person he was, he let Lio adjust to the feeling.
Lio looked up to him after a minute and gave him a reassuring nod.
Galo started to move slowly so, that Lio will be alright.
"Galo... Ah.... Faster, harder..." Lio told him after two minutes of slow sex.
Galo moved a little faster and harder but after a few more thrusts, Lio wanted more, a lot more. "Galo... Ah....ah.... Give me all you got."
Galo then lost it and went as fast and hard as he can while holding Lio in his arms and kissing his neck.
"Ah....ah....ah!" Lio was moaning like crazy now and it's actually turning Galo on even more.
"Lio, you're amazing." Galo moaned out and kissed Lio and was rewarded with Lio kissing back. "You're incredible."
"So.... Ah...are you." Lio told him and then he felt his climax approaching. "I'm....ah....ah...ah...gonna cum."
"Do it." Galo took Lio's cock and started pumping it. "Cum for me Lio."
Lio moaned even more and then he came with his seed, splashing on Galo's hand and on his chest.
Galo came not long after and gave what he wanted to give to Lio before trying to pull out. But before he could pull out, Lio came and embraced him so he can stay in place.
Galo didn't try to pull away. In fact, he embraced Lio back and gave all the love he has to offer.
But then he felt something wet on his shoulder and that's when he looked at Lio's face to see him crying. "Lio?"
"Thank you, Galo." Lio kissed him once again and Galo kissed back while wiping Lio's tears with gentle touches.
"You're truly welcome, Lio." Galo said once they pulled away for air and embraced Lio once again, feeling like this is definitely, the right thing to do.