This one made me cry as I wrote it...it's a tough one. I am going to torture you with a double chapter, so you can see both sides.
Aldo’s POV Nova got really quiet after I gave them my old poems, but they said “I love you!” with such reverence in their voice when I dropped them off that I almost begged Ana to let me spend some time with them. They kissed me sweetly and slowly before pulling away and giving me a sad look as they said goodnight. I really hope that the whole evening was as wonderful for them as I was trying to make it, but something about that ‘goodnight’ irked me. Leaving Nova’s house I saw Adia and the newest part timer, some blond girl that I haven’t really worked with at all and some guy walking and laughing, possibly a bit drunk or high by the way they were wobbling. I didn’t realize she lived over this way. I took off before I had to deal with any uncomfortable flirting. I really hope that I don’t have to deal with her outside of work any time soon, she has got to give it up. I have Nova, I don’t want anyone else. I texted Nova when I got home as always and told them how I wish I
Nova’s POV As my performance ends and I curtsey I hear a loud voice shouting “You go Sister! Girl you are Fabulous!” I see a queen I only remember seeing in the distance once or twice, She is tall and dark skinned, darker than me. She’s a little on the thicc side, but beautiful. “Shut it, Lolli Pops!” the annoyed voice of Ms Bonita le Bons rings out as she steps into view from around the corner. Mr. Alvarez shoots her a glare before speaking “Ms Bonita, I would be careful what you say and to whom. I already have my eye on you. Your routine has grown stale. When was the last time you added a new song or changed up your look? I am also hearing complaints from fellow performers and customers alike about your attitude. You have one month to get yourself a better attitude and a new number with a new look!” He looks around. “Now Ladies, if she will agree to it Miss Nova Fuego is going to be our latest addition. She will start with learning a number that she can perform with M
Aldo’s POV I didn’t go see Candy last Saturday. I haven’t tried calling or texting, I gave Nova a couple days before trying to text. They blocked me and my “Good Morning , Beautiful!” text never went through. I am trying to be patient, trying not to break down, trying to give them some time and space. I really fucked up! I miss their voice, I miss their smell, their taste, their touch…I miss everything about Nova! I am not looking forward to my gig tonight. I nearly broke down during last week’s gig. Besides, today is one of the few shifts that Adia and I have overlapping. The last hour and a half will suck. When we have worked together this week it has been tense, but civil. She looks as miserable as I feel. We barely spoke. “Here’s that grande latte” or “Do we need more cold cups?’ or the occasional “How are we doing for napkins over there?” is all either of us say, until the last few minutes of my shift “Aldo?” her voice sounds weak and she looks to be on the verge o
Nova’s POV “Hey, pequeña mariposa! How are you holding up?” My Uncle Mateo has been calling me almost every day to check in on me these past few weeks. He knows not to bring up Aldo the first few calls after my birthday party he tried and I started to cry and hung up. He gave up trying to tell me that he thinks that I got the wrong impression. I might have, but I am not even ready to fully admit that to myself, let alone to him. “I’m still here and I’m still queer!” I try to sound cheery, but the hint of sadness still slips into my tone. “Honestly, Uncle, it has been weeks and I still feel like shit most days. I put on a good face on stage and I dance my ass off while rehearsing both for ‘Rent’ and for my drag performances. I try to look as okay as I can all the time, but when I am alone and things settle down I just want to cry or scream or something. I don’t know what to do with all this heartache.” “I still can’t believe they are letting you do Rent! Angel and I a
Aldo’s POV I got so drunk last night after failing to get into Mariposa that I swear I saw an angel. It looked just like Nova, but it disappeared as quickly as it appeared. My Nova would have held me if they didn’t hate me for being an asshole. People have said that Nova still loves me and is hurting too, but trying to hide it. I know my actions hurt them but I don’t deserve them. They are too good for me. I just keep fucking up. Of course the angel coming for me looked like Nova, I always thought it would look like my birth mother if an angel did come for me, but there is no one I want to be with more than Nova. I have tried texting Nova daily but they still have me blocked. Aiden drove me to my Sunday gig and plied me with painkillers and coffee, now I just have to pull myself together to play. I start the set with “Lay Me Down “ by Sam Smith and try to hold it together while feeling utterly broken. Nearly halfway through my 4 hours I see a familiar face. Neville is here wi
Adia’ POV It’s been weeks since Nova spoke to me. Actually, it has been over a month…I never knew they could give me the silent treatment for so long. I keep trying. I bought them flowers, a necklace, a beautiful shirt, and a new bluetooth speaker…I left them notes apologizing. Mami has been trying too, asking Nova to hear me out. I suck as a sister! I hurt them far worse than I ever thought that I could! Today I walk into work, with tears in my eyes as always. I hear an angelic voice singing along with “Someone You Loved” by Lewis Capaldi. Whoever it is has an amazing voice. Then Aldo comes out of the back room carrying a stack of grande cups and I see his mouth as he sings as if he is pouring all his pain into the song. Holy shit! That man can sing! I quietly make my way to the back room hoping not to disturb him. “That grande mocha latte is done, Adia.” Aldo says half an hour later, never realizing that I heard him singing or not caring that I did. “Aldo, I want
Aldo’s POV I had Gina give me an extension chain so that I can wear the charm bracelet until I can get Nova to accept it back. It is theirs. I also asked her to hand cast a butterfly charm and an acoustic guitar charm. I am lucky that Gina has heard me out. I feel like nearly everyone else hates me, even my own sisters are upset with me. I don’t blame them, but I am now determined to try to win Nova back. I still love them with all of my heart and soul. Nova still hasn’t fully forgiven Adia, but there was progress which gives me a glimmer of hope. I know that Friday nights they do rehearsals for the drag shows so for this to work I need Cade to get Nova home early. Cade had Nove do their rehearsals early, they completed the first rehearsal before I was even on stage at the Nightingale Cafe. Then they did the second one. They had their Grand Debut performance to rehearse but also their Dragsgiving performance, which Cade said Nova was preferring to rehearse when no one else
Nova’s POV I have been reading Aldo’s old poems. Mostly they are about the sun in the sky or the flower in the crack in the pavement, or the hair of some girl in one of his classes, I was near the middle the other day when I came across my favorite one yet. It was about Sidney. It starts out talking about how annoying she is and what a trickster she can be and her pranks piss him off or get him in trouble, then it takes a turn and he says that is how he knows she loves him because siblings can be that way. ‘An Ode to Sid My little sister with skin so fair Blue eyes and flame like hair The devil himself could not compare All the evil things she does They leave me in despair When I see her smiling around the house I know I better run because She is up to something quite unfair Like the time she put gum on my chair Or pulled the fire alarm while I had soap in my hair Causing me to run outside in the buff Sometimes I think I’ve had enough But then she’s
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