Walk A Different Path 🤍 Jaa/First

Chapter 8 ~ stay ~

Sam woke to the sound of his alarm beeping and he reached across to turn it off then he glanced down and saw Maskwa's arms wrapped around him possessively and he smiled before shaking the gorgeous man to rouse him.

"Maskwa it's time to get up" he whsipered.

"mmm just a few more minutes ..."

"I wish we could, tell you what, let me up and you sleep while I shower" Sam replied.

"no ... I want you here with me" Maskwa growled.

"I can't baby, I have to be up and ready for the shoot, you too but I can give you another fifteen minutes"

"mmm ok" Maskwa said loosening his hold.

Sam smiled at Maskwa who was half asleep then he slid out of bed and headed back to his own room to shower and dress before tiptoeing back into Maskwa's room to wake him.

He sat on the side of the bed and stretched his arm out to gently nudge Maskwa,

"baby, it's time to wake up now"

As quick as a flash, Sam found himself being rolled over Maskwa's body and tucked beneath it as Maskwa pinned him down, his hard thighs pressing Sam into his mattress.

"have you not heard the saying that you should never wake a sleeping tiger?" Maskwa said gazing down into Sam's eyes, his braided hair hanging over one shoulder.

"I'm not afraid of you" Sam said as he returned Maskwa's gaze.

"you should be" Maskwa said as he swooped in to plant his lips against Sam's.

"mmm ahhh ... we're supposed to be getting up Maskwa" Sam said as he weaved his fingers through Maskwa's hair close to his scalp and pulled him closer.

"trust me Sam, I really want to get up" Maskwa growled.

"pervert!" Sam replied slapping Maskwa in the chest and struggling to get out from beneath him.

"let me up baby" Sam said.

"must I?" Maskwa teased.

"yes or we'll both be in trouble from the photographer" Sam replied getting serious.

"damn ... ok, give me five minutes" Maskwa said before climbing off Sam and walking into his bathroom to shower to emerge several minutes later with a towel wrapped around his hips and Sam was still sitting on his bed but he averted his gaze while Maskwa dressed.

"hey Maskwa, can I ask you a question?" Sam said.

"sure, what's troubling you" he replied.

"nothing really, it's just that I've been here a few days and I've not noticed you doing anything, I just wondered what it is that you do for a living when you're not hunting and stuff"

"I have a wood shop up the village, I make souvenirs for the tourists from wood, Canadian maple is always a good choice but I also work with ash and cherry"

"wow, I would love to see your work sometime" Sam said.

"I'm sure that can be arranged" Maskwa smiled.

"I'll look forward to it ... so I guess I'll meet you downstairs then" Sam said suddenly feeling a little bit awkward.

"wait for me, I'm almost ready now" Makswa said combing through his long hair and tying it back with his leather cord.

"you have beautiful hair" Sam said.

"I like it better on you baby" Maskwa replied.

"on me? what do you ..." Sam realised what he meant and his face flamed as images of Maskwa leaning over him, his hair falling down to sweep across his body filled his mind.