I hope you enjoy the double update, loves! If you find me on social media you will get some exciting behind the scenes stuff and visuals. I'm sending you all some love on this sunny yet chilly morning and hope you all have a FABULOUS day! Do you think Nova needs to just come clean about their bits?
Nova\s POV Saturday day and night were wonderful. The ferris wheel was romantic with just the two of us up there together. I fell asleep at some point on the ride home and He carried me upstairs, but had to set me on my feet at the door. He made sure I was stable and could get inside before kissing me goodnight and Uncle Mateo must have been successful in distracting Abulita because she didn’t strike this time. The goodnight kiss was filled with both tenderness and longing. I know he is holding back, that he really wants to move forward, but is also being respectful of both my age and the fact that I may not be ready. Sunday we had a family day, which we haven’t done in a long time. The school day flew by today…I mentioned the idea I had for Avant Garde Night to Sidney at lunch and she liked it. Now, I am standing outside of the auditorium making myself push the doors open only to see Grace standing in front of me. She has been exceptionally quiet the last two weeks, an
Aldo’s POV Here I am Getting ready to Pick Nova up for another one of my Friday gigs and I gotta say work has gone well this week. Adia is less flirtatious. She still flirts a little here and there, but yesterday she was staring at me with a weird look on her face. Flashback to Yesterday: “What are you looking at me that way for?” I ask puzzled by what that expression could possibly mean. “I’m trying to figure you out. You act offended if I ask if you are gay, you act offended if I assume you are straight. You seem straight, then do something that seems very gay. You won’t tell anyone anything about your significant other. You are a conundrum…a very good looking conundrum, but I just can’t figure you out.” Adia replies with a serious expression. I chuckle, “Girl, there are days that I am still trying to figure me out! I am not offended that you asked if I was gay as much as I was surprised. I am offended that anyone assumes anyone else’s sexuality. As for my sig
Nova’s POV With excitement fueling me I rush home from Theater Club to get ready for Aldo to pick me up for his Friday night gig. I’m glad that Aiden is letting him use his car, but I really hope Aiden gets out of the funk that he is in. Aldo might not say it outright, but he is bothered that Aiden still isn’t going out beyond going to work. Last night Aldo texted that he quit his band and that he really hopes that he has never been the kind of asshole that they were all being. I can’t imagine Aldo being an asshole, he’s so sweet and thoughtful. When I get home I see a pile of clothing on my bed with a note from Adia . ‘I decided to clean out my closet. If any of these fit or you can make them work go for it, kiddo. You always have a way of making things look good on you. Much love-A’ I look at the clothes and decide that most of them can at least be worked with and I really do not have enough in my closet so I can try
Aldo’s POV I plan to do something special with Nova tonight. I have a friend who owns a jewelry making studio and workshop and she hosts couple’s nights every so often. After dinner we will go there. This week it is about charm bracelets and making customized charms. Nova can make themself a charm and I will also make one for them. I could make myself a charm and some people do, but I would rather all of my attention go to Nova. Nova is really special to me. I have never felt so alive and vibrant and inspired as I do with them. For those of you paying attention, no the girl is not an ex-girlfriend or even a old hook-up. It’s my friend Regina, also known as Gina, Chantelle’s older cousin. She always liked making things and her jewelry making class freshman year of college brought out a passion for metal work. She is also a sculptor, but the studio and workshop bring in a more steady stream of income than her sculpting with scrap metals does. Saturday “chores” this week inclu
Nova’s POV My desire to pleasure Aldo and to give myself to him has been growing and I find myself more aggressive in kissing and touching him. I almost overdid it in my bedroom earlier this evening, but it’s hard to help myself when he is so sweet and he had brought me the most beautiful flowers and if he wasn’t sexy enough already he goes saying sweet things. I don’t even know what I like sexually, and I know I am not ready to go all in, just yet, but I want it to be Aldo when I do and I want it to be in the near future, but I still haven’t told him my biggest secret (both figuratively and literally). We go to a local cafe for a simple dinner before Aldo brings me to a jewelry studio and workshop that is hosting a couples charm bracelet workshop. Aldo tells me that the place is run by a friend and before I know it a sassy woman with an asymmetric vibrantly dyed red bob is greeting us. She seems familiar…like an older and more artsy and rebellious version of Chantelle.
Aldo's POV After my gig on Sunday I went to my parent’s place and discussed plans for Thursday evening while helping my mother make dinner. My father was working on making a trifle. He has always liked making trifles for Sunday evening desert. I never asked him why but it’s kind of a tradition with him. He loves baking and makes delicious things for many holidays, but every Sunday is some sort of trifle. Dad agreed to make the cake and we discussed possible flavors and decorating ideas. It was agreed that there needs to be purple with either red or fuschia no matter which design idea makes the cut. Sid suggests a red velvet cake with galaxy icing and we both laugh “Because Nova is out of this world!” simultaneously, but I am not sold on that being the best option. I leave the final decision up to my father after giving a few other suggestions. Mom and I go over food ideas. She will make a few things and I have some things that I will get delivered to the house premade. Sid and th
Nova’s POV This school week has been pretty average. I go to classes, have lunch with my friends, go to more classes then I have theater/drama club 3 nights a week and art society 1 night a week. I still have one day of theater left and that is tomorrow. Tonight I am done and headed home. I have a date with Aldo tonight, surprisingly my mother agreed to let me out tonight. Not only is it a weeknight, but it’s my 18th birthday. She adores Aldo, and I don’t blame her, who wouldn’t? My phone rings as I climb on the bus. I don’t take a school bus. I take a city bus on the occasions that no one from the family is picking me up or dropping me off. Some days I catch a ride with my cousins, but Patrick has football today and Dierdre has just started a botany club. “Hey cassie, what's up?” I answer .I would have known without seeing her face on my Caller ID that it was her by the ringtone. Her love of dance and of the song made it easy to “Just Dance” by Lady Gaga as a ringtone for her.
Nova’s POV I couldn’t bring myself to say anything to ALdo last night. I am terrified that as soon as he gets wind of what’s between my legs it’ll be over for us, but my heart hurts at the idea of that happening. ALdo had taken my tears as appreciative of his gesture and they were, but what choked me up the most was my own guilt. I have to tell him that I have a dick. I steel myself to tell him tonight, after his gig, maybe before we get to mariposa or while we are there. That way I am surrounded by other queers and should feel safe, just in case he reacts as poorly as my worst fears. This is why it is dangerous to date anyone when you are nonbinary, you never know what their reaction to your sexual anatomy will be. My classes have been dragging by, maybe it’s the anticipation over tonight. I am in Civics and we just had lunch. Jace is sitting next to me and has asked me, yet again if I am feeling okay. He said I seem queasy and was worried that I barely ate lunch. He offer
Nova’s POV The attorney sits across from us in a shiny office building. This isn’t his office but that of an affiliate of his in New York. He works out of Boston, normally. “Your 25th birthday was yesterday, Mr. Riordan, am I correct?” “Ummm… just call me Ambrose, sir.” Ambrose squeezes my hand. “I need you both to come with me to my office in Boston immediately so that we can sign all the necessary papers with all parties present. Your Uncle, Marcel will need to sign as well. Your, um, partner can come along if you choose.” The attorney says stiffly. A couple of hours later we are in a plush office in Boston and a man who has the same blond curls as Ambrose and looks much like an older, more wealthy version of my man is walking in. He walks right up to Ambrose. “I am sorry, that I have not met you until now, I was not permitted the opportunity. I am a very private man since my divorce and work solely out of my home, so rarely go out in public, but have inquired
Ambrose’s POV It’s cliche as all fuck that I was born on the fourth of July, so I usually try to ignore that fact. The last couple of weeks, with all the pride events and all the unconventional ways and places Nova and I found to get some sex in it has been wild. Getting a blowjob in front of everyone was never something that I had imagined, yet spirits were high and most of the people around us were drunk. Cade dared Nova so they squatted down on their platforms and gave me a mind-numbing orgasm on a party bus. Yeah, that was one thing I never thought would happen, the funny part was when I insisted on reciprocating and dove under Nova’s skirt, pulling their panties off and everyone saw me deepthroat their beautiful cock. I took pride in that moment, I didn’t even choke once. Practice does make perfect! I’m just happy that Cade and Christophe were either drunk enough not to remember or smart enough not to bring it up again. This is Nova and Cassie’s first summer in Brookly
Chapter 78: PrideNova’s POV I am writing on Ambrose’s ass with a tatoo marker. It’ll wash off in a couple days, but for now block letters read ‘PROPERTY OF’ with my signature “Nova’ in a large, scrolly font and a little heart on the tale of the ‘a’. I am going to add glitter after it dries but for now I am taking a picture and admiring Ambrose’s ass as he is leaned over the desk, being obedient. I text it to Candy and lean over and giggle “See how pretty your ass looks with my name on it? I am going to add glitter once it is dry, but I don’t want to smudge it.” There is a knock at the door and I open it cautiously. “I want to see this in person! OOh, Nice ass, sweet cheeks!” Remembering that my bottoms expose my ass quite a bit and that I had turned my back to Candy I recognize the nickname that often uses for me, but Ambrose turns his head trying to figure out if it’s my ass or his being talked about.”Yours is nice to, Blondie! However, your fiance’s ass I could bounce a qua
Ambrose’s POV It has been about a week and a half since Nova and I got engaged and every moment feels like a dream. Looking at my finger or Nova reasures me that this is my reality. It is hard to believe that they actually said ‘yes’ and not only that but they had planned to propose to me at the same moment that I surprised them with my proposal. Tomorrow night Mariposa is having their Pride kickoff performance. They plan on getting a headstart since most clubs are doing their kickoff parties on friday or Sarurday. Mariposa has two weeks of events planned for pride rather than the typical one week. Really, the whol month of June is pride month and everything is decorated in flags, but the themed parties and special events typically focus around the week that the parade happens on. I am just taking the microphone at my Tuesday night gig. “So, normally I don’t promote any other places when I am on stage for a gig, but for anyone interested in a hot Pride Party, Mariposa in
Nova’s POV I woke up early to straighten my hair and get dressed. Graduation went as expected except for the part where my Abulita wanted to fight someone and Ambrose was getting glared at while waiting for me. Angel’s surprise for me was awesome. I didn’t expect graduation gifts from anyone I work with at the club. I notice Kari and Ambrose talking as I cut the cake and am happy to see them both laughing and shaking each other’s hands. “Kari, would you like a piece of cake?” I ask. “Sure, I’ll be right over!” She smiles at me at pats Ambrose’s shoulder. “ Here you go. I am glad to see the two of you getting along. I know it’s not really easy for either of you.” I grin sweetly. I cut a big piece last and grab Ambrose making him sit. I sit on his lap and feed him some of the cake between taking bites of my own. “Do you like feeding me, like this?” “Yes! It’s kind of fun, but don’t get too used to it.”I smirk.”The novelty of it will wear off if
Ambrose’s POV I was more than thrilled to see Nova and Cade. That Kimi girl that I dated for about two weeks two years ago had come in just a bit before and was trying hard to get me to take her back. I told her I was taken and she told me she had heard that I was with a boy who looks like a girl. I am not sure where she heard that bullshit, but it did fuel my overly sexual talks with Nova and the extra seductive looks I was giving them. I am always happy to see my babe and I am always flirty and up for some snuggling or sex, but I am not usually as vocal about it in public. Usually I whisper something privately or try to keep it to myself. Adia had witnessed the bull shit and was pissed and ready to punch Kimi so I had sent her into the back room to get more ice for the iced coffees in hopes that it would help her cool off a bit. When she saw Nova and I together she also played up her reaction. I can’t believe that Nova is having me wear next to nothing on stage for that ultra se
Nova’s POV Since we finished classes up, you would think that the week after prom would be chill, but no. Prom was Thursday Night, We got home around 4am and played and fucked for over an hour. The sex was incredible thanks to the fact that we have gotten to really know each other’s wants, needs and likes and the fact that I edged myself one to three times a day all week in prep, not cumming once, made for some explosive and intense orgasms for both of us, we edged each other a bit, then when I first came I couldn’t stop gyrating, shaking and cumming more. My semen leaking out of Ambrose’s ass looked so sexy and I hadn’t expected to still be hard and ready to cum again, but when Ambrose came inside me it triggered an intense spasming orgasm and my load shot out of me hitting the mirror. Aiden gave us shit for waking him up before his alarm clock and we laughed before snuggling some more and sleeping for a few hours. We watched the videos and looked at the pictures together
Ambrose’s POV I had thought to order both the corsage and boutonniere ahead of time and told Ana as much, but didn’t let Nova know. I love surprising them. I have some idea as to at least one color that they will be wearing. I had to have Aiden lace and tie my corset and he snickered at the whole look telling me it’s hard to believe it took so long to sort out how queer I am. These days I have spent more time on my looks than I had for many years, but I love the way I look now and I love surprising Nova with new looks and sexy touches. Shopping with them has taught me where I can find stylish shoes that are masculine, feminine and somewhere in between. I have more than doubled my shoe collection and bought 5 pairs just to be sure that I had just the right ones for tonight. I know, that is very gay of me! So I guess that I am far more into fashion than I had realized, but I want to look my best and make my gorgeous fashion forward lover proud of me. I learned the hard way that leani
Nova’s POV For the last nearly six months things have been great! Ambrose and I essentially stick to our routines with variations as needed. I got accepted to the performing arts school and our performance of Rent was a huge hit. I killed it as Angel and Grace was an amazing Mimi. I have read another 4 of Ambrose’s old poetry books and started helping him make some of the poems into songs. Now, it’s prom night and the “girls” are getting ready at my place. Sid’s long hair is pulled into a french twist , curled so that a cascade of curls flows from the top of the twist down to her shoulders and upper back. That girl has a ton of hair! She is going with Neville, but chose a tuxedo, sort of. Really, her tuxedo, shirt, bow tie and jacket are the most masculine part of the style, she has an underbust corset and wide legged pinstripe trousers with a pair of Doc Martens. Her style and mine are similar, although I am wearing a vintage turkish jacket instead of a tuxedo jacket, platform h