Kieth

Keith's eyes were glued to his phone in the dimly lit room of his and his husband’s bedroom as the lewd sounds on his phone softly echoed through. The hand around Dawn’s throat, the way his eyes crossed, and how his tongue was out like that sent a shiver down his spine.

This was the man he had married, had an office job, and was asleep on his chest right now, just a few years younger. Dawn never told Keith about this. About the life he led when he was younger, and now he knew why. He wasn’t mad at Dawn for having such a past, but he certainly was angry at him for lying.

Keith's eyes slowly averted from his phone to Dawn. The man had an arm around Keith's body while he comfortably had his head resting on his chest. Keith couldn’t help but feel a sense of shame… even disgust. He couldn’t even look at Dawn the same without that video replaying in his mind.

Keith hesitated for a moment. His hand hovering above Dawn‘s head, lowering onto his cheek, caressing him while he carefully lifted his face up to face him. “Oh, Dawn…” He mumbled softly as he continued to caress his cheek. “my sweetheart…”