Have a drink.

[Ponderer]

Alexander grumbled unconsciously as his brows ruffled. Their bathroom had been under maintenance for the past few days, which had caused an uncomfortable situation to arise. If the boy needed to go, he would have to walk to the nearby gas station or find a secluded location to do his business. Alex had been greatly annoyed by having to trek to the gas station, which was a mile away, but he soldiered on because he didn’t want to be indecent. Strangely, though,  he hadn’t had the urge to pee in the middle of the night, which was particularly odd because of how hydrated he always was, meaning his urine was clear, healthy, and resembled water more than the yellow liquid that most were accustomed to. He hadn’t had the urge to go at night because of an obvious fact—(Y-C) would sneak into his room and drain his bladder by coaxing him to pee using their mouth. 

Every night, the 12-year-old boy’s hairless and pale pelvis shimmered underneath the ceiling light as his boxers were pulled down. The faint sound of sucking would be heard as (Y/C) would lay on their stomach between Alexander’s legs. The preteen emitted oblivious groans before the familiar sound of peeing could be heard in the room, but not the following splash as it hit the ground because it was slurped up by (Y/C). 

Tonight was like any other night; Alex had gone to bed at nine and fell asleep before ten. The tiny lad’s little chest would rise and fall as he snores, and would be disturbed by the occasional grumble as he shifted in bed. The gray-eyed boy’s steady breathing could be heard in the silence of the room, but would soon be joined by a much more eerie creak as his bedroom door was quietly opened.