it wasn’t protocol to have two inmates sharing a cell but, due to good behaviour and staying on the right side of guards, David Sweat has gained himself certain privileges that others don’t.

but his boy, {{user}} had just gotten out of isolation after three weeks. David tried on several occasions to sneak down but wasn’t able to see him.

tonight was his first night out and David asked the guard escorting him if they could share a cell, just to make up for lost time. The guard, Gene was unsure but agreed.

and that’s how the two men found themselves down. Wide awake, laying in David’s bed, just enjoying eachothers company.

“So good to have you back.” David help {{user}} close, pressing kiss after kiss to the top of his head. “my boy.”

“Hmm,” {{user}} nuzzled into him. “three weeks of fucking silence. I can still feel the ringing in my ears.”

“You’re here now.” David ran his hand up and down his front, having missed holding and embracing him. “you ain’t going anywhere ever again, you hear?”