Celeste derived form old Latin translating to heavenly yet the girl who wears the name is anything but, in fact she seems to be have been spit out from the depths of hell.
Alec and Celeste have an agreement but this agreement is proving to be harder for Alec to maintain than he would've thought.
He's falling for her and that's a breach to their contract in her words he's just a smart, safe and easy fuck nothing more.
He thought he would've liked this contract after all it's what he wanted with Sheila but Sheila loved him too damn much. However Celeste isn't Sheila or like any of those other girls. Celeste is different, she's a challenge because unlike the other girls it was quite easy getting into her pants, it's just harder for him to slither his way into her armoured heart.


7. Mothers II

“Mum?” asking again cause I think I may be hallucinating.

“Heard you the first time honey,” she smiles and opens her arms up for me to hug her. She’s gotten tan and there’s more shine to her dark brown her than usual, she looks like she was on vacation not a business trip.

“Are you sour because I missed KK’s little performance?”

I’d told her more than once that I think calling him that was offensive, she actually found it funny and named him Kyle Kenneth, so that his name would be Kyle Kenneth Kane and joked that if she took his surname it wouldn’t be offensive. He was only Kyle Kenneth on his birth certificate and if he wanted he could change his name once he was older.

“Still offensive and his performance wasn’t little.”

“Where is he anyway?”

“In his room sleeping, don’t wake him up he’s had a long day.”

“No need to be hostile, sit, come have a drink with your mum.”

“I have a girl over, goodnight.”

“Is it that Sheila?”

My mother had found out about Sheila because she decided to roam around the house in just a shirt and I was forced to introduce her as girlfriend.

“No we broke up. I have Celeste now.”

“Bring her down as well a mother should know who his son is dating.”

“So you’re a mother now?”

“Maybe I should put it this way, if you’re going to be fucking under my roof I can at least make unnecessary demands.”

“I can always take her elsewhere.”

My mother and I just stare each other down. Why couldn’t she just miss me like a normal mother? Better yet forfeit her job for a less demanding one to be around us. If her job was that much of  a passion she shouldn’t have had children, all she’s doing is fucking them up.

“Alexander Kane, introduce your girlfriend to your mother.”

It’s not a request it’s an order and I’m too tired to challenge her after the day I’ve had. She’ll be gone soon anyway what harm would introducing her to Celeste do?

Reluctantly I make my way upstairs to where the door is slightly open in Kyle’s room. “You can’t sleep with makeup on,” she tells him drying his hair with a towel. “Why not?”

“It’s going to smudge all over your sheets.”

“It’ll be worth it,” he yawns. “I’m almost done drying your hair, we just don’t want you catching a cold now do we?” He shakes his head and she smiles. I like seeing her like this so at ease and Kyle seems more childish now.

“Are you going to read me those stories you write tonight again?”

“Do you want me to?”

“Yeah, I’ve missed them and I want to know what happens next Queen Khalfani seems badass.”

“Your brother will kill me if he finds out I taught you how to swear, keep it down.” He giggles and shuffles over to the bed with the towel wrapped tightly around his head.

“Well she actually was badass, this is just a story no one ever tells the story of her the girl and not the queen.”

“Why do you tell it?”

“The stories been passed down my family for years, different versions of it, we all write a version the way we think it happened.”

“I think you’re like Khalfani.”


“There are different sides to you but you show everyone the warrior queen too.”

“You think I’m a warrior queen.”

“Well at least mine and Alec’s.”

“I don’t think I’m Alec’s warrior queen but definitely yours,” she winks at him causing him to blush but I can’t help but feel like there’s a double meaning to what she’s saying. I watch her read to him, a story about a girl who can’t be with this guy because she has obligations she’s loyal to.

Once he’s asleep I open the door forgetting why I was here in the first place. “He just went to sleep again,” she smiles up at me. I take a chance and place a lingering kiss on her lips. “Hi,” I smile down at her.

“You think we should leave him?” she asks her eyes darting to his sleeping figure that’s cuddled against her. “No,” I say kicking off my shoes and laying down on the other side of the bed. I reach across and place another kiss on her lips. “I love you.”

“I know.”

It wasn’t the answer I wanted but at least now she was acknowledging my feelings. This wasn’t perfect, what we had whatever it was but it felt perfect right now. We were like a little family a bit broken but a family nonetheless and though I wouldn’t voice it out and it was quite unrealistic I wanted this to last a lifetime.

I can’t imagine ever feeling like this for anyone else or wanting this with anyone else other than the two people who were here with me now.

I never thought my life would ever get this close to perfection.



Sadly my brain had forgotten that today was Saturday and woke me up far too early. I strained my neck to check the digital Minnie mouse clock on Kyle’s bedside table only to find that it was still eight o’clock. I couldn’t possibly go back to sleep now but I didn’t want to move either I was too comfortable.

Somehow I’d ended up with Celeste’s ass pressed up against me while she held Kyle. He liked sleeping on the edge of the bed and if there was no wall so did she. He must’ve asked her to switch places once in the night.

She shifted in her sleep pressing further into my cock that was already trying to tear through my pants. This is why it was much easier to sleep naked especially if Celeste was in bed with me.

“Now that you’re awake can you get that thing away from me it’s been poking into me for a while now,” she says startling me. “Well you do keep grinding into it,” I smirk even though she can’t see me at the moment.

“It’s only because I have limited movement and can’t seem to get away from it.”

“Well it’s missed you.”

“It can keep missing me.”

“What are you guys talking about?”

I couldn’t help but burst out in laughter the moment Kyle asked that. Celeste pushed me off the bed and scowled at me but I still continued laughing. She threw a pillow at my head then pointed at my situation.

“What’s funny?” Kyle asked laughing slightly only causing me to laugh more. “Nothing, you’re brother’s just crazy,” she said and shot me a look of disapproval. I stood holding the pillow smartly so it wouldn’t show that I was actually hiding something.

“Go shower while Celeste and I make breakfast.”

“I showered last night it’s the same thing.”

“No it’s not, now go shower,” I say much more sternly. He just huffs then goes to his bathroom. “Make breakfast?” she raises a brow then stands from the bed walking up to me. “Yeah, we’re going to make breakfast,” I smile at her.

“Only one of us is needed to make breakfast for three people.”

“Four, my mother is here besides you’re an excellent cook.”

“Your mother is here?”


“Oh,” she says trying to seem nonchalant but I can tell it bothers her a little. “I won’t introduce you as woman I’m going to marry or girlfriend if you’re uncomfortable with it.”

“We’re never getting married and I don’t like the way girlfriend sounds.”

“Would you prefer girl who fucks me or Barbie doll?”

“To my knowledge I haven’t fucked you in a while and I don’t think I’m the toy in this relationship.”

I don’t know when it happened but we were pressed up against each other, I tilted her head up and placed a long kiss on her lips that she leaned into eagerly. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and moved my free hand on her waist sliding down to her perfectly round ass. I gave it a little squeeze and she deepens the kiss further.

“Fuck,” she pulls away her nipples poking through the shirt she’s wearing. “I think you need a shower too, I’ll be in the kitchen,” she walks away leaving me to my own devices as I try to recover from that. I finally find it in me to leave the room and go to my own to take a very cold shower.

I pick up a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt then head downstairs to the kitchen. I hear the familiar sound of Celeste’s laughter that’s coupled with the sound of someone else laughing. I spot a suitcase by the door meaning mum’s probably leaving again.

I enter the kitchen to find them preparing breakfast, well more like ruining it. There’s flour everywhere, eggshells, milk, it was all just a mess.

“What are you two making?” I ask looking at the horror show that was the kitchen. “We’re making waffles, sausages and scrambled d’oeufs,” my mother explains and Celeste laughs a little with a head shake.

I clean up as best as I can, not paying attention to what they were discussing. “Oh don’t bother yourself with the cleaning we’ll do it, you just go sit out there and wait with your brother, right C?”

Again with this C nickname.

“Get out Alec,” she says not bothering to sugar coat it like my mum did. When the fuck did they become best friends. I just roll my eyes and exit and they continue to laugh.

Twenty minutes later Kyle comes downstairs wearing an oversized sweat shirt and khakhi pants that were slightly above his ankles and his hair combed interestingly.

“Hey,” he waves.

“Hi,” I say back and nod at the chair next to mine for him to sit. “I’m sorry,” he looks at his bare feet and not at me. “I’m sorry, I should’ve noticed. I’m sorry I’m practically useless without her around.”

“You’re not useless without her around, she just makes you better, she makes me better too,” he smiles. “I guess you’re right.”

We sit in silence for a while and then mum and Celeste emerge from the kitchen carry all sorts of things to the table. We rarely sat here and ate preferring to eat in the kitchen or couch.

“Mum?” Kyle asks sounding more surprised than I was. “Oh baby, I’m sorry I missed your big show I was just busy working and couldn’t catch a flight out but I’m here now.”

She opens her arms for him and he looks at me first as if asking for permission and I nod. He gets up reluctantly but hugs her either way. “I’ve missed you so much,” she places kisses all over his face. He turns red as he tries to supress a smile. He must’ve missed this in the three weeks Celeste was gone, now he had two women to smother him in all the attention he wanted.

Somehow we all end up in the living room, a movie playing in the background, Kyle teaching mum his choreography employing the help of Celeste when he got confused otherwise she was snuggled up against me catching bits and pieces of the movie that was playing.

It felt beyond nice to have her in my arms like this. Last year the idea of being in love never even crossed my mind yet here I was completely and utterly in love with Celeste, enjoying just cuddling when I could barely stand it any time one of my fucks tried to hold me now I was the one holding her.

The weekend flew by quicker than I wanted and I was forced to return to the reality of stoichiometry and mensuration, just great. Celeste was more nervous than I had expected her to be for her mini presentation today at the assembly this morning. She almost backed out of it twice and racked her wardrobe for a mildly presentable outfit even though I thought she looked more than just presentable in each outfit she showed to me.

She settled for wearing a black tank top tucked into high waist black dress pants, a black blazer and a pair of heels I didn’t even know she had. Kyle was dressed exactly like her except he had a hat because he wanted heels but couldn’t walk in heels so to make him feel special Celeste said he could wear a hat. Their lips were also coloured the same shade of red and somehow he’d managed to convince mum to let Celeste and him go to a salon to get his hair shaded at the tips like Celeste. He was turning into a mini more feminine her and to be honest it was freaking me out but he was happy and that’s all that mattered.

Though I couldn’t say the same for Kyle, Celeste looked like a full course meal the morning of the assembly and if she would’ve allowed me I would’ve ravished her but she hasn’t been letting me get anywhere past making out for this whole weekend and because of certain recent events I can’t question her about it.

“You’ll do great Barbie doll,” I assured as she paced backstage in the theatre where the school held joint assemblies. “Why didn’t you talk me out of this?”

“Because I believe in you and even if you do flop I bet everyone will be distracted by how ravishing you look, and have I mentioned how absolutely drool worthy you’re looking right now, not that you don’t look like that all the time but,” she shut me up by pressing her lips to mine softly. “You’ve mentioned that I look like a full course meal a couple of times.”

The assembly started with a prayer then singing or more so mumbling of the national anthem then the principal spoke a few words emphasizing on how behaviour like that shall not be tolerated in the school and kindly put in the whole if anyone has a problem with it they can leave.

“I wouldn’t want to be taking much of our guest speakers time, so without further ado I present to you Miss Celeste.”

There was a mini round of applause and it took a kiss and little coercion but she was up on stage. I exited the backstage and went to my assigned seat next to my little brother and a teacher.

She strutted confidently to the podium to wear the mic was at the podium. Instead of using the one there she picked up the mobile one that rested with her notes that they had already set here in the morning.

“Morning,” she said in Simbi and everyone greeted back a bit more enthusiastically then they usually would. “Y’all know why I’m here right?” she asked moving around with the confidence I’m used to her having not the nervous wreck she was backstage. There were hums of agreement.

“There’s been an issue at the school, a boy whose identity I will not disclose was being bullied in the primary school for liking things considered feminine.”

“Gay!” someone shouted from the back causing a chorus of laughter and her lip twitched up a bit too wickedly and she pointed at some random guy in the crowd. “Was it you?” she asked and he shook his head sinking into his chair. “It was me,” a senior probably in my class stood.

“Why did you decide to obnoxiously just scream out the word gay, did you just learn its meaning and couldn’t wait to use it?” she questioned. “Would you rather I say fag?”

I didn’t know what angle she was playing at. This was not what she’d been rehearsing in front of the mirror.

“Where are you from child?”

“We’re the same age I might even be older, don’t call me child.”

“Honey if you’re older than me and still in high school there’s seriously a problem.”

The glare he sent her made me feel very uncomfortable but I knew she had to handle this on her own. “Here,” he was still keeping his eyes on her with a very dangerous look on his face. “Now why do you think guys wearing dresses is a bad thing?”

“Because dresses are for girls.”

“See that’s where you’re wrong and that’s the reason  why I’m here to educate you and all the people like you who’ve decided to just conform to the societal norms you’re being raised into. People telling you that a guy has to be gay to express his feelings, dress nice, wear makeup, wear dresses, people telling you that being gay is wrong when frankly it’s not even a choice. Tell me are you attracted to women?”

“Yeah, even have a girlfriend; we’ve been going out for two years now.”

“Think and think really hard before you answer even if it is hard for you, did you choose to be attracted to your current girlfriend?”

Celeste liked a game.



Oh yeah my laptop had to get wiped lost all my shit it's probably a good thing 'cause now I sort of have to rewrite the story I guess or I'll just continue it and rewrite when I'm done not sure.



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