Chapter 91 - I Need Some Space

"What did you say?" Andrzej asked in a harsh but cheerful voice, pointing out that his indignation was not a real indignation, but a form in a refined caress.

"It's just that I don't ..." Dominik tried to defend himself but he was completely at the grace and disfavor of a man he rode. Another, even harder thrust took Dominik's breath away. "Yes!! I did it on purpose! I love you, I want you, I adore you…!!! He has to admitted.

Andrzej closed Dominik's mouth with a kiss - not because he didn't want to listen to him, he just couldn't help but unite with him as much as he could. At the same time, he resumed a hip rhythm that was convenient for both of them.

Then he got his way. He felt a warm stickiness on his lower abdomen and a shiver passed through Śliwiński's body. There was no longer any reason to hold back and the photographer allowed himself to be fulfilled. Dominik's scream of pleasure, which broke through his joined lips, vibrated in his ears for a long time, when the exhausted, they warmed naked in the warmth of the fireplace.

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When Andrzej was on his way back home, he only worried about one thing - that he would find in the letterbox or in front of the front door some evidence of a madman's twisted love, which would destroy Dominik's good mood. It would be really bad, because the boy in the mood as he was now, was simply bubbly. Nowicki himself was delighted with how well everything started to work out for the actor.

Most of all, it looked like he had mended his relationship with his family. Before returning to Warsaw, he visited them again, and although they spent much less time there than before, the relationship between them began to resemble those of normal families.

Because it was the most normal family in the world, quite nice and loving. Even Olek, who was a bit hostile during their first visit, now elbowed Andrzej in the side and patted his older brother on the back, causing Dominik's face to blush. They did not say a word to each other about the actor's sexual orientation, but it was obvious that he was not pushed away because of it. Dominik then smiled warmly and gratefully and was glad that he had gained the acceptance of someone important to him.

The whole family still believed that it was thanks to Andrzej that their prodigal son had returned home. The denial did not help, Nowicki, like a natural son, was taken to the breast of Mrs. Śliwińska and he was informed that he was always welcome here.

Andrzej wondered if she would have treated him the same if she knew he was fucking her son. He felt very strange with this thought and said that he was not surprised Śliwiński was hiding being gay from this sweet woman.

For Nowicki, this trip was successful in many ways, but it caused a new confusion in his mind. As often as he would not have promised himself that he would no longer have sex with Dominik, the actor's closeness made his word blur to smoke. One word of the actor and one smile from him were enough for Andrzej to feel his insurmountable, magnetic force.

It wouldn't be so bad if sex was just good. Then it really wouldn't be much of a problem, because he could have good sex with hundreds of women. The one with the actor was just amazing. Unearthly. Addictive.

And yet they should stop it. It will not be good for Dominik if he stubbornly sticks to his current preferences. A boy should approach a woman intimately at least once - he will not like it, no problem, but he should make an attempt, and he will not do it if he stubbornly sticks to Andrzej. He will stick if the photographer allows him to.

"Dominik ..." he started in the car. He knew the conversation could be difficult, he was nervous about it, but he had to do it and the sooner the better.

"Yes?"

Damn, Andrzej swore, now Śliwiński does nothing on purpose, and yet every cell of my body reacts to him.

"Please, don't do this again."

"What?"

"Don't provoke me, you know ... to have sex."

"Why? You don't like it?"

"Yes, but ... please, just ..."

"I don't understand," Dominik darkened. "If we both like..."

"That's not the point, I ... It has gone a little too far, and I ... need some space."

Dominik blushed up to his ears and lowered his head.

"Sorry, I didn't think. I'll try to be more good, I promise."

It's all over, Andrzej breathed a sigh of relief. I hurt Dominik, I pushed him away, but… it will actually be better for us. For everyone.

So why do I have such remorse?

They rode in silence for about a minute.

"Sorry, I didn't want to ..."

"It's all right," Dominik looked up. His eyes were red but shiny. "I think I know how you feel. I became persistent, possessive. I focused so much on my emotions and feelings that I forgot that you had never been with a man before and it might be difficult for you. I repeat, I love you, and I have not taken into account what you may be feeling. So actually I'm sorry."

"No problem. I am flattered when you talk and think about me. Only…"

"Have I cornered you a little too much?"

"Some."

Dominik smiled and rested his head against the headrest.

"Well, now at least I also know how Marek felt when I told him to stop dating. It hurts, but I have to let you go. Because you're not leaving forever, are you?" He looked at Andrzej. "Can I hope we can go back to sleeping together?"

"Hmm," Nowicki cleared his throat. "That's why I need some space to think about it."

"But you're not leaving the house, are you?" Dominik was scared.

"You cook too well. I'm staying."

"Then when we get home, I'll have something extra ready."

Andrzej did not know what reaction he expected from Dominik when he told him that he wanted some space. Śliwiński, however, was very conscious and mature. Perhaps he really saw an analogy between Nowicki's current situation and his own a few months ago. The photographer knew that accepting his request was unpleasant for Śliwiński, the more he was impressed with the maturity of this decision.

Dominik was quickly becoming very brave and strong. At the beginning of their acquaintance, Andrzej did not see how fragile and gentle Śliwiński could play the role of a rebellious young wolf, but now he saw that the boy had features that were drowned out, or even buried under Marczak's domination. Dominik was a more complex personality than he expected. And more intriguing.

Śliwiński seemed reconciled with his fate and behaved normally until the end of the road. At home too. Andrzej, who was so afraid of his reaction, felt relieved, but also disappointed. Why did Śliwiński give in so quickly?

Until the end of the day, the actor did not smile flirtatiously at him, did not say any ambiguous word or looked suggestively between Amdrzej legs. Was it really that easy for him to get over the fact that Andrzej wouldn't sleep with him?

Nowicki felt strange with this thought, and when, after saying "good night", he entered his room, he did not quite know what to think about it.

He decided that now that they were returning to normal life, he could work a bit on the photos he took. So far, he has already prepared four folders, in which he cataloged the photos depending on their purpose: official for Dominik, official for him, for the actor's private album and the last - never show to anyone. The latter was to include a session that Dominik had so shamelessly conducted in a cottage on the Bug River.

Well, maybe not all of it. The first photos turned out really well and presented a captivating heart, but a morally decent sight. Looking at them, Andrzej smiled. There are people the camera just loves. In her lens they are like gods and you don't even need to use excessive makeup to hide imperfections, because even if they did appear, they were just… perfect. There were few such people in the world, but when they did, they were able to take over the screen completely. Dominik was undoubtedly one of them and this is probably why he was so loved among the audience and so hated by his colleagues.

Since he decided to work, Andrzej decided that he would need coffee. He left the room to prepare it and heard laughter coming from Śliwiński's room.

"No, no problem, really," he heard a muffled but clearly pleased voice through the door. "We'll talk when we meet. Great, we have an appointment. Bye!"

'Bye?'

Who could Dominik talk to like this and at such late hour?