The next day I decided to play a game. Hmmm. -insert evil grin- hehehe.

"Nico your chest can't touch the ground."

"Ugh!" He collapsed his pathetic push-up... no, you couldn't even call it a push-up. "Will. Why do I have to do this?"

"Because you're weak. We must build up those muscles."

"What muscles?"

"Exactly."

"My arms hurt."

"Ten push-ups and then I'll make you something to eat." He did his best and gave me ten. He collapsed again, laying motionless on the floor, breathing heavy. He was fine! I brought him orange juice and a fried egg sandwich. He scrunched his nose but I got him to eat it. He wiped his mouth off and soon after my lips met his. He pushed me off.

"Gross... stop doing that!" I could tell he so enjoyed it though. I let out a laugh and clapped my hands together three times.

"Alright. Time for stretches." He let out a moan. Hehehe -insert rape face- I directed him with every stretch, cutting him no slack. He whimpered and pleaded but I'm a doctor, I can't pity him and his cute puppy dog eyes... oh who am I kidding; I let him stop after he let out his first complaint. I did want to see his down ward dog though... those butt cheeks at there heights... I decided against it though. I'd be to tempted to shove it in him right then.

"You know they say dancing is a great way to stay fit." At these words, he glared daggers at me. "Common it wont hurt!" I helped him up and held his small frame close to mine. He blushed and looked down.

"I'm not sure this is what they are referring to."

"Of course it is. I'm a doctor, remember! I know these things." I swayed back and forth with him in my arms.

"We... we don't even have any music..." His little mutters were so cute.

"We don't need it. It's a distraction from your beauty." He froze and looked up at me. His eyes looked almond in the light. I think I was in love with him. I leaned down, picking him up a little and he put his small hands on my cheeks. He brought his small fatty lips to mine and gave me a cute simple kiss. I sat him down on the couch and deepened the kiss a little, going on love. He pushed and pushed till I was on the bottom and he was straddled over my hips, grinding into me. I let out a moan as his bone chilling hand slide up my shirt, gliding my abs. He grinned harder. I was getting very hard and very wet. Oh yes, he is the one... just when I almost had enough of the fake stuff, wanting, needing it to be real, he pushed him self off me; wiping his extra spit off his face and trying not to smirk.

"Disgusting Will! Stop doing that!" There was a new light in his eyes and he broke into a grin. Something I had never seen before... something so beautiful.