Twisting he looked at the man. '<I think he already has.>" He said. He pulled away from Zosa and was saved by his haphazard Russian at the admission that the man spoke English. It did not take long for the internal bank to transfer the credits to the mans account and for the previous owner to put the keys and the paper work into the professors hands.

it sent a little thrill to see th keys be handed over and to know that in a matter of days all the things cluttering up the space would be gone so that they could do the same with their own recently acquired things and eventually things spanning years and years of careful collection

The professor watched the owner walk out the door with his phone glue to his ear. With that cue he pulled Zosa into his arms nearly tumbling over the bed in the small space. He grinned. "I have a craving for pomegranate sauce." He said softly into the ear.

chuckling he lightly pushed the other back though he did not have the heart to push him off with that come-hither look, "and i have a craving for your special sauce but i think it would be a deal-breaker if that guy came back in and found us fucking on the bed"

That logic made no sense, he had already sold them the house, but the professor made no object to argue. Instead he let his feet take him outside again to inspect the wilderness that surrounded the little cabin.

they ended up staying for nearly an hour roaming around before he deemed it time to head back and though felix seemed reluctant he managed with a promise of more touristy things

(hurhur, more buying crap)

He had lost track of the meals but they had ended up in a busy port town close to where their new home was. Through their wanderings they found plenty of things for him to pick through, and eventually found their way into a furniture shop. "We need a new bed." He said letting his fingers find the others.

he nodded and letting felix lead the way entered into the store to look for the perfect bed for the new tent

He knew what he was looking for, something soft and fluffy like their current bed, yet a roll out futon mattress like the one on mars. The professor combed the store, followed by curious sales associates who wanted his attention on more expensive items. At last he pulled Zosa onto something close to what he was looking for. Just to be sure he made him lay down and curled up on his chest.

he felt foolish when after something like half an hour he was pulled down onto a low wooded japanese-looking bed which as they lay there, the salesperson uncomfortably let them know was something called a raku-tatami. he did not care though as felix gleefully let them both know this was the right bed

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He could not put on as much of a show as he would like. The sales man issued an ultimatum that if they continued to soil the bed with their bodies they would have to buy it. Happily he and Zosa left giving the man the location to which the bed would be delivered. He wasn't sure how much time had passed but his nose led him to a street vendor selling both Russian and 'space' food. "Zosa... this man sales actual space food." he said pointing to his favorite bar food to eat while trapped in space.

he had put it out of mind but not forgotten the wretched things so when felix pointed it out he made sure to promptly cross the street with the other in tow. he did not pause until they were walking again, "no."

"But Zosa, it is the first real space food I have seen in this town. That and I want to try Baklava." He said looking back a little fondly. "What will you feed me in its place?"

tightening his grip he moved faster, "i will feed you zosa if it will make you happy, otherwise yougurt, biscotti and coffee might be good"

He paused unable to be moved further no matter what the boy tried. Reaching up with one hand he pushed his glasses back on his face. "You will feed me what?" He said tugging at Zosa so his arm curled around his waist.

he blushed, "you heard me... but not here. take me home and i will do whatever it takes to make you forget about those god-awful bars"

"... That is a lot Zosa, are you prepared?"

his frown deepened, "as serious as anything. take me home felix"

Twin brows raised themselves and the professor found away to summon their driver to take them back to Zosa's fathers house. HE spent a lot of the ride contemplating what he should have Zosa do.

as soon as they were in the car he lost the wish to bribe but it was too late now and he had to live with having chose a night of fetish in exchange for who-knew how many of those bars hanging around the house and injected into meals. keeping quiet he came to grips with his decision and took into account that, should they be lucky enough for his father to be gone, he would at least enjoy this more

Roaming through the kitchen, the professor had neatly discarded his clothing, folding them in a nice little pile as Zosa disappeared upstairs. He was happy he could hear no external foot steps. Since dinner was a simple soup, the professor decided to make corn bread to go with it. He mostly worked in silence making the creamy broth.

( He will be in position pulling the bread out of the oven when yours comes down stairs. Assuming it takes him 20-30 minutes to shower and put on the costume xD )

the dress was as tight as he remembered and he must have put on weight because the stockings felt just as taunt against his skin. wearing the outfit all the same he left the room and headed downstairs. coming through the door he was shown a half-moon peeking from the side of where the isle ended. with the heels he bought he was unable to be quiet over the wood floor but it did not matter since felix seemed to be purposely ignorant and he was able to come up behind and paste himself to the other uninterrupted, he pressed the man carefully against the tile, "i was told that someone here needed a vaccine"

Feeling the swell of his lover, he purposfully made his body bend against the vaccine before rising and setting the bread on the stove to cool. With one firm slap he closed the oven and twisted to see his lover in his new uniform. The craftsman ship was admirable but it lacked the homemade charm of the one from Playe. He grinned rubbing his mitten covered hands over the broad shoulders. "I think its too late for a vaccine..." He said "I already have a cough." he cleared his throat while trying to give a pathetic cough. "I need a treatment for that..." He said letting his lips fall onto the others.

The kisses spurred him to take another oral remedy from his nurse. At some point he had risen to clean himself and brought dinner back down to the floor with him. He plucked pieces of the bread and fed them to Zosa drenched in creamy yogurt soap. He felt the warm tongue wiggle on his fingers and came to realize why the other enjoyed it. In this moment he felt content, and giddily like a school boy he said in a sing song voice. "Mars loves Venus."

the familiar song made his smile grow and sucking up the two fingers he gave them a nip before letting go and crooning back, "thousands of magnetic pulls and i stick to you"

He grinned surprised the other remembered the words from so long ago. "Orbiting, like a full moon." He laughed.

smiling softly he pulled the other as close as they could be with the other still holding the food and mostly upright, "the answer is yes felix, and i do, more so even that mars does"

He grinned still not saying a word. "Zosa, lets take out time getting back to Greece. I would like to see as much of this world as possible before I settle on an Island and get to know your family more."

nodding he offered another kiss before taking the bowl, "sure though i am more interested in taking our time getting out of bed, i want to see more of you

He opened his mouth to reply but then his face turned a faint shade of pink and he did not let the lips go. "Then I will schedule a check up every morning." He said playfully.

the mumbled words were sweet on his lips and when they stopped he took yet another kiss, "i don't care about every morning felix, only this one, besides, it is not fair if i cant see the doctor but you can visit with the nurse"

Twisting, the professor let his fingers climb along the lace that clung to Zosa's legs. "Ah... but I am a professor, I do not have a doctorate." He said with a smile as his head nested in the folds between the boys thighs. He took a deep breath in over the prize as letting his mouth moisten the top layers. Grasping on to the chocolate muscles he pulled the legs wider a part, using his teeth to unveil his prize. Under his glasses he gave the other a lustful stare. "I am the Professor."

he was and proved it twice before climbing up and driving home the message. it was nearly noon when they crawled back out of bed and even then it was only to bathe and grab snacks from the cupboards and fridge before crawling back to bed

Snuggled and warm and sedated, the professor found himself in the mood for a story. He lay on top of Zosa's chest twisting his fingers on the muscles. "Zosa I would like to hear a story..." He smiled. "Tell me about the exotic nurse Zosa."

Softly he smiled. "Once upon a time there a beautiful princess with long shining hair like beaten copper under the running water. One day this princess went to her favorite well to play with her red ball. While she was playing the ball fell free of her hands... oh fuck the story let me start over." He smiled softly "well Zosa was born an average baby and grew up as an average child and was average, until he met his weirdest patient, the professor. The professor suffered from a terminal disease known as broken-heart. Whose main side effect was chronic loneliness. He did his best to cure it but there was no cure, the only treatment was to keep it from becoming worse. Well after spending so much time with the professor he realized he had some how contracted love which is the main cause of broken heart. So now even as he tries to cure the professor, he must watch his over his own illness so that it never becomes the dreaded broken heart.

The professor pushed himself up so that he could see Zosa's face.He was not the professor that the man met years ago and understood the story. No matter how many times Zosa claimed things were fine, he could feel the delay was eating away at him on the inside. It was clear the boy had lied. The ring was not enough. He adjusted his glasses as he continued the story. "Being a man of science, The professor sought to help nurse Zosa find a cure. He was close to the conclusion and his concoction composed mostly of 3 parts sliver, one part precious stone, 40 percent memories and another 30 time and yet there was something missing. He would continue the quest to find the cure if only to save his beloved nurse." At that point, the professor fully rose from the sheets with the need to relieve himself.

he did not understand the added-on part or why it was an incomplete fraction of a whole but he figured the other had a reason for it and patiently waited while felix went to the bathroom

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He pushed back his glasses as he snuggled back down to his spot. For a moment he thought and then decided to continue. "It seemed the professors cure was missing a secret ingredient only known by a hermit. This hermit was rumored to live on the moon and only came out of his cave once every 20 years. So the nurse, who could not simply leave a patient to wander himself, traveled with the professor to the moon. It was an arduous journey, finding the cave where the hermit lived. Once they reached the cave, they found they were trapped by the wintry cold of the dark side of the moon. Together they would have to hide until the light came again..."The professor stopped." I suppose they looked through the mans stuff for the cure while waiting."

gingerly he nodded before taking up the mantle, "the hermit, as it turned out, was not home and so settling in they decided to wait for him since they could not leave anyway and it was warmer inside, while they were there the professor suggested they look for the special secret ingredient and the nurse, not sure if it was a good idea but knowing it could be hours, days or weeks before the hermit returned, reluctantly agreed and started to help"

"However without the Hermit they had no idea of what they where looking for." A smile graced his lips. "And this my dear is where our story is to be continued for another date." He felt odd for the words and graced Zosa with a small kiss, and even stranger for his next words. "Zosa I have a craving for ice cream and apple pie, is there a parlor here like the one in my home town?"