THE SOLDIER COMES INTO MY CELL EVERY NIGHT | GAY STORIES

the soldier comes into my cell every night prison isn't just about confinement it's about control every locked door every schedule every rule is designed to strip you of power to remind you that you don't belong to yourself anymore I thought I had figured out how to survive in here keep your head down don't trust anyone show no weakness but then he walked in tall powerful and exuding in a Authority that made the air feel thick with tension Officer Dwayne Carter was different from the other guards he didn't just enforce the rules he owned them the

way he moved the way his deep voice cut through the Silence of the prison made everyone listen including me I shouldn't have wanted him and he sure as hell shouldn't have wanted me back but every night when the Halls were quiet and the cells were locked he came to me what started as a game of control and Defiance turned into something dangerous something neither of us could stop but Secrets don't stay hidden forever and in this place love doesn't make you strong it makes you vulnerable the sound of metal keys turning in the lock should

make me anxious it used to the first time those bars slam shut behind me the reality of my sentence hit like a punch to the ribs I wasn't getting out of here anytime soon but now now that sound means something else I hear the heavy boots against the concrete floor slow deliberate I know who they belong to the cell door swings open and there he is Officer Dwayne Carter he's standing in the doorway broad shoulders filling the space his uniform fitting perfectly over his solid frame his skin is smooth and dark his sharp jawline tense

lips pressed into a firm line his eyes deep unreadable scan the cell before locking on to me no words just that look that look that says we shouldn't be here that look that says he's going to come in anyway I stay where I am leaning against the cold wall arms crossed over my chest my blonde hair is slightly messy my white tank top clinging to my skin from the lingering heat of the day I SM work you know Carter if you keep visiting me like this people are going to start talking his jaw tightens he

shuts the door behind him locks it I should be scared a prison guard alone with an inmate there are a million ways this could go wrong but I'm not scared because I know exactly why he's here he takes a step closer his boots echoing in the small space keep your mouth shut he mutters his voice low firm dangerous I tilt my head still smirking or what you'll throw me in solitary his nostrils flare heun's always like this torn between pushing me away and pulling me in and I love it I push off the wall closing

the space between us just slightly enough to feel his body heat to catch the faintest trace of his cologne under the strong scent of infectant and metal you shouldn't be here I murmur you know that right Dwayne exhales through his nose fists clenching at his sides and yet I continue tilting my head slightly you keep coming back for a second he does nothing just stares at me and then suddenly I feel his hand on my chest not rough not aggressive just firm controlling possessive the air thickens my smirk Fades just slightly because I know exactly

what's about to happen he pushes me not hard but enough to back me against the wall enough to remind me who's in charge here my heart is hammering but not with fear with something much worse much more dangerous Dwayne's bre breath is warm against my skin his fingers tightening on my shirt you think this is a game don't you he murmurs I swallow my smirk returning isn't it his jaw flexes his eyes flicker with something I can't quite name and then he pulls away the heat vanishes the tension snaps like a rope pulled too tight

he steps back run running a hand over his face muttering something under his breath this is the part where he leaves where he tells himself he won't come back but we both know the truth I watch as he unlocks the door glancing at me one last time before stepping out his voice is low almost broken when he says this has to stop I just smile because I know it won't I don't sleep that night I don't need to I can still feel the ghost of his touch on my chest the weight of his stare before

he left he thinks he's in control that this is something he can shut down something he can walk away from whenever he wants he's wrong Dwayne Carter is already mine the next day drags on the same dull routine of prison life the same shitty food the same mind numbing conversations the same cold metal bars keeping me locked in but it doesn't matter because I know he'll be back I wait I don't make it obvious but every time I hear footsteps near my cell my pulse kicks up every time Keys jingle I glance toward the door

expecting no wanting to see him standing there again by Nightfall I start to wonder if he's really going to resist this time and then the lock turns I smirk before I even see him the door swings open and there he is Dwayne he doesn't speak he just steps inside closes the door behind him and locks it I stay where I am sitting on the edge of my cot my arms stretched out behind me in an easy relaxed posture missed me already his jaw tightens and for a moment I think he's going to snap but he

doesn't he just stands there torn fists clenching and unclenching at his sides I push a little further you say this has to stop I murmur my voice just low enough to make him lean in slightly but here you are again his eyes darken I don't know why I keep coming coming back I do I lean forward elbows resting on my knees my smirk softening just slightly maybe because this is the only place you don't have to pretend the words land like a punch his throat Bobs his breath coming out in a slow controlled exhale he

knows I'm right for a long second we just sit there the air between us crackling with something neither of us can name but both of us feel then he moves One Step then another until he's right in front of me his large frame blocking out the dim light of the cell he reaches out slowly cautiously his hand hovering just inches from my face he hesitates but I don't I lean into his touch closing my eyes as his warm fingers graze my jaw and just like that the wall he's been trying to build comes crashing down

Dwayne's fingers graze my jaw warm and rough and for a second I think he's going to pull away I know this game by now the hesitation the self-control the war he fights every time he walks through that door but this time he doesn't move this time he stays his thumb brushes over my skin slow deliberate I can feel the tension radiating off him his chest rising and falling in deep controlled breaths he's trying so damn hard to keep it together I smirk tilting my head just slightly if you're going to touch me Carter at least

do it like you mean it his grip tightens I swear I see something snaap behind his eyes in a second I'm off the cot pinned against the cold prison wall his hands are on either side of me his broad frame towering over mine his breath heavy against my cheek I should feel trapped I don't I feel powerful because the man who's supposed to be keeping me in line the man who shouldn't even be in my cell right now is barely holding himself together I drag my teeth over my bottom lip my pulse hammering as I

glance up at him through my lashes you like playing this game don't you Dwayne exhales through his nose his jaw clenched so tight I can practically hear his teeth grinding this isn't a game I arch a brow then what is it his eyes flicker to my lips I feel it before he even realizes it himself he wants me more than he should more than he can afford to I reach up slow enough to let him stop me if he wants to and rest my fingers against his Rock Solid chest the fabric of his uniform is

rough under my touch but underneath I can feel his heart pounding tell me you don't want this I whisper and I'll stop he doesn't say anything his silence is the answer I slide my hand up past his collar brushing against the side of his neck he shutters I have him his eyes darken his nostrils flare and then the moment is shattered a loud bang Echoes through the hallway outside followed by the sharp clicking of boots on the floor Dwayne jerks back like he's been burned his hands fall away from the wall his entire body snapping

to attention I smirk my pulse still racing Saved by the Bell his glare is sharp but it's not convincing not anymore he's already lost this battle and he knows it he takes one last look at me his lips parted like he's about to say something but then without another word he unlocks the door and disappears into the darkness I let out a slow breath running a hand through my hair as I grinned to myself this isn't over not even close I don't see him the next day or the day after that it's the longest I've

gone without hearing the lock turn without without feeling his presence fill my tiny cell and I'd be lying if I said it didn't piss me off Dwayne thinks he can walk away from this that if he avoids me long enough the problem will just go away he's wrong because I am the problem and I'm not going anywhere by the third day I'm Restless the tension is coiling inside me tight and heavy and I know the only thing that's going to fix it is him so when the cell door finally CED open that night I don't

hesitate before Dwayne can even close the door behind him I grab his uniform and pull him inside his back slams against the bars as I press up against him eyes locked on his you thought you could just disappear his breath is uneven his fingers twitching at his sides like he doesn't know whether to push me away or pull me closer I grin you missed me his jaw tighten you're out of line I laugh and yet here you are his silence is all the confirmation I need I slide my hands up his chest slowly deliberately I

feel the rise and fall of his breath the heat of his skin beneath his uniform he wants this but he's still fighting it tell me to stop I whisper his hands suddenly grip my wrists stopping me but he doesn't push me away I stare up at him daring him to end this to say the words that will send me back to my cot that will put an end to this game we've been playing but he doesn't instead his hold tightens his breathing ragged and just when I think he's going to shove me away he kisses

me it's rough desperate and nothing like I expected his lips Crush against mine his R firm as he finally stops pretending the tension that's been building for weeks explodes and for the first time since I walked into this prison I feel like I've won but as his body presses against mine as the weight of him pins me in place one thought lingers in the back of my mind what happens when someone finds out I don't sleep that night neither does he Dwayne Paces my tiny cell like a man who just made the biggest mistake of

his life his uniform is slightly wrinkled from where I grabbed him his breathing still uneven like he's trying to convince himself this didn't just happen but it did and I'm not letting him forget it I sit back on my cot arms behind my head watching him with a lazy smirk you're thinking too much he stops mid-step his jaw clenching you don't think enough I chuckle and yet you're the one in my cell again his hands fist at his sides this was a mistake I raise a brow then why are you still here his lips part

but no words come out because we both know the answer he can't walk away I have him now the silence between us is thick heated dangerous and for a moment I think he's going to give in again but then a voice Echoes through the hallway Carter you in there Dwayne's eyes go wide he grabs me his fingers tightening around my arm don't say a word he hisses footsteps get closer my heart pounds the door is still locked but it won't take much for someone to figure out what's going on Dwayne lets go of me just

as the voice comes again Carter what the hell are you doing Dwayne takes a sharp breath this is it the moment everything falls apart he unlocks the door stepping out with a forced calm just checking the cell the other guard a stocky man with tired eyes looks past him straight at me I smirk I know exactly what this looks like and from the way his expression changes so does he the guard's eyes narrow as he looks between me and Dwayne he knows something's off I keep my smirk leaning lazily against the wall like I don't

have a care in the world but inside my pulse is hammering Dwayne to his credit stays calm inmate was acting up he says voice steady just making sure everything's under control the guard doesn't buy it his gaze lingers on me then shifts back to Dwayne a long tense silence stretches between them then finally he speaks I'd be careful Carter the guard mutters his tone sharp some of these inmates know how to get under your skin Dwayne doesn't react doesn't Flinch but I see the way his fingers twitch at his sides he knows this isn't over

the guard lingers for another second then shakes his head and walks away we stay frozen until his footsteps disappear down the hall the second he's gone Dwayne turns on me his eyes are dark his jaw clenched what the hell was that I grin relax he doesn't know anything Dwayne steps forward fast towering over me his breath uneven you don't get it if they find out I tilt my head challenging him then maybe you should stop coming back the words hang in the air a challenge a a test Dwayne's breathing is heavy his fists clench for

a moment I think this is it that he's finally going to walk away for good but then he grabs the front of my shirt and pulls me in fast rough desperate his lips crash into mine his hands gripping me like he's drowning and I'm the only thing keeping him afloat and I know he's never leaving no matter how dangerous this gets no matter what happens next this was never a game we're already too far gone some stories aren't about love they're about Obsession risk and the Things We crave even when we know they'll destroy us

Dwayne Carter was a man built on rules order control his uniform wasn't just a job it was his identity he was a soldier in a world of discipline a man who didn't bend who didn't break until him a criminal a prisoner someone who represented everything he should despise and yet everything he couldn't resist this wasn't supposed to happen but desire doesn't follow rules that's the danger of forbidden love it's not just about secrecy it's about what it does to you how it changes you how it forces you to make choices that go against everything you

thought you stood for for Dwayne it wasn't just about a kiss in the dark it was about losing control for the first time in his life it was about wanting something someone he had no right to want and for the prisoner it was about power because in a world where he had no Freedom no choices no control over his own fate he had control over Dwayne that's what made this so dangerous not just that they wanted each other but that neither of them could stop this isn't a fairy tale it's not about Happy Endings or

love conquering all it's about what happens when you fall for something you were never meant to have and once you cross that line there's no going back