***Neko's POV***

Milo has been positively insatiable. Not that I'm complaining. His body awakens at all hours of the night with intense need. I can't help but give in to the guilty pleasure.

I roll over and stare at my beautiful Koala. His hair sticks out at every angle. His beautiful body is sprawled across the bed as he sleeps on his stomach. The sheets wrap lowly across his torso. The duvet is scrunched up around his feet.

I smile as I lean down to lay a hot kiss between his shoulder blades.

Milo moves slowly, feet shifting and muscles flexing. I place a second kiss in the same spot. He turns his face towards me. I can't help the smile that graces my face.

I lean over and kiss his lips softly. He smiles and batters his eyelashes at me.

"Good morning beautiful." I whisper across his lips.

"Mmmm, good morning." Milo purrs.

I pull him into my chest and wrap my arms around his waist. He shifts and tangles our legs together. I pull the sheet up and over his delicious back side. My fingers strum lazily over the length of his back.

"You going to school?" I ask.

"Yeah." Milo nods into my chest.

"Breakfast?" I question.

Milo shrugs.

"Desert?" I tease.

"Yes." I feel Milo's smile form against my peck.

I gently roll us over and position myself over his body. He hooks his legs around my waist. I reach over and grab the silicone. I squirt it into my hand and begin the preparations for our activity.

Once he is ready, I line my head up between his legs and slowly sink inside.

I bend down and kiss Milo's pretty lips. He moans lightly as I plunder the inside of his mouth. My cock slides down his tunnel until our hips meet. I slowly pull back out of him before pushing right back in.

Milo mewls as my dick saws across his insides. His fingers play in my hair while we kiss passionately. It literally takes no time before we are both teetering on the edge.

I close any distance between us and wrap my arms under his back, holding our bodies together as one; chest to chest. Our foreheads lean against one another and I close my eyes.

It's absolute heaven.

We complete our highs and I capture his sensuous lips one more time before I lift off of his body. I bend down to steal one last kiss before hopping off the bed and pulling my love up with me.

We shower, brush our teeth and get dressed for the day.

We settle on poptarts and coffee. We hurry thru our breakfast and head to school where I drop him off with a sweet closed mouth kiss. He waves gently after me as I exit the school parking lot headed to work.

The day goes by easily. Work is simple. I just fill out forms, submit them and go to tons of boring meetings. Before I know it, lunch has come and gone. Then the 5 o'clock hour finally makes its grand arrival.

I rush thru closing up shop. I get into the truck and head home.

My keys unlock the door and I see Milo's stunning face as he greets me.

On cue, he jumps into my arms, greeting me with a steaming kiss. I pull him close and kiss him harder. His existence is an aphrodisiac. We tangle together. Our hands roam, my lips cover his skin, my tongue licks and my teeth nip. I slip my fingers under his shirt and lift it as I lower my lips to his hard pink nipple. I roll my tongue over the taut bud and graze my teeth across it. I pull him up into my arms before we are interrupted by the door buzzer.

Milo groans and drops his head to my shoulder.

"Ignore it." I huskily whisper. My lips attach to the base of his neck and begin to suckle the blood to the surface, making my mark upon his flesh.

The buzzers goes off once more. Twice. Then a third time.

I growl loudly in irritation before helping Milo slide down my body.

I walk towards the buzzing. I pull the door open with a huff of frustration.

A messenger stands in front of me. He holds out a clip board and hands me a pen. I look down at the papers, signing in all the marked places.

He nods before taking back the clip board and handing me a sealed envelope.

"Thank you." I say.

"Have a good evening." The young man walks away.

I close the door and walk towards Milo. His eyes hold suspicion as he glances down at the large Manila envelope in my hand. The package is light. It doesn't take a genius to know it is a document.

Taking a seat on the couch, I pat the spot beside me and wait for Milo to join me. He sits down beside me and leans against my chest. He crosses his legs over, Indian style.

I pull the packet of paper from the envelope and toss the envelope on the coffee table.

Line by line I scan the document. I breathe slowly taking in every word.

"Is that it?" Milo asks.

I nod my head in confirmation.

The State of Washington vs Steve and Marla Evans

July 20th, Two Thousand Twenty. 9 am.

Spokane County, Washington Superior Courthouse

1116 W. Broadway Ave #3
Spokane, Washington 99260

Ordered to appear before the courts as state witnesses: Milo Evans and Neko Evans.

The charges against the defendants include the following:

Criminal Mistreatment in the First Degree
Abandonment in the First Degree
Assault and Battery in the First Degree
Aggravated Assault in the First Degree
First Degree, Class A: Assault with a Deadly Weapon
Attempted Murder in the First Degree
Assault of a Child in the first Degree
Domestic Violence
Reckless Endangerment
Criminal Negligence

All charges have been filed according to the guidelines set forth in Washington State law. The charges, as presented, are considered felonies and will be prosecuted as such.

All witnesses are ordered by Judge Reginald K. Wilson to appear without exemption.

I hand the paper to Milo and go on to read over the second document in the stack.

Apparently we are summoned to court for the trial.

Finally.

I look at Milo while he reads the document slowly. His eyes scan the pages. They show no emotions, only interest.

I trail my fingers softly over his wrist while he scans the pages. I watch intently. No reason. Just curious of how he is processing the information.

After Milo's eyes reach the bottom of the last page, he sets the paper to the side. He leans over and wraps his arms around my torso. He adjusts his position on the couch and lays his weight against me. I wrap my arm around his shoulders and lace our fingertips together. Our intertwined hands rest on my lap.

"Are you okay, Koala?" I ask gently.

"Yeah." Milo nods into my chest.

"It's okay if you're not. It would be understandable." I encourage.

Milo sits up and cups his hands around my jaw. He looks me dead in the eyes and smiles. I smile back without pause.

"Batman. I love you." My Baby states.

"I love you, sweetheart." I promise.

"This isn't easy. I won't lie. But, you make everything easier. Breathing is easier. Living is easier. Being myself, easier still. I have everything when I have you." Milo leans in and kisses me with a soft, warm heat.

"Wow." I breathe out. His words make my heart flutter.

"I could say the same for you." I whisper against his lips.

"The court date is my birthday. My 18th birthday. I find it ironic." Milo chuckles.

"Yeah, that is pretty coincidental." I chuckle.

"At 18 you usually get your freedom. Their's will be taken away." Milo starts giggling. I watch in awe. Then he bursts into a fit of full blown laughter. He laughs until tears pour from his eyes and he has to grip his side from the roaring chuckles.

"Enjoying yourself?" I smirk.

Milo shakes his head as he attempts to hold in the bubbles of giggles that are escaping.

"Calm down baby. You need to breathe." I chuckle while he continues to laugh.

After a very long bout of laughing uncontrollably, Koala calms down. He presses his palms into his eyes and rubs them with the heel of his hand. Then new tears form. He starts hiccuping and finally sobs escape.

I pull him into the cradle of my arms. I shush him. I kiss his head and rub his back.

"It's okay, Love. Let it all out." I whisper.

The tears trail down his face for a very long time. I don't say much. I just hold him and console him.

Finally, he pulls back, wipes his eyes and smiles a watery grin.

"I'm okay." Milo nods.

"I know you are." I hug him tightly.

"Their whole lives are destroyed. All because I couldn't be what they wanted. How pathetic. How genuinely ridiculous. All I wanted was a family. Just a mom, a dad and a brother. I didn't think that was too much to ask. I know I have allergies, health problems and even educational delays. But, all they had to do was love me. Yet, they chose to hate me. They made this bed and they will lie in it." Milo looks at me. His eyes look sad and broken.

"I love you. Every god damned day I fall harder in love with you." I promise.

"I could say the same for you." Milo giggles.

"So, we move past this. We move on. We build our life together." I offer.

"That sounds like the best offer in the world." Milo kisses my jaw.

I wrap my arms around the man who already had me wrapped around all ten of his fingers and all ten of his toes. I pull him into my lap so his back is pressed against my chest. We lock our fingers together and I snuggle my little Koala.

I nuzzle my nose into his neck, pressing my lips on his skin softly. The sounds of his sighs comfort me. He leans the back of his head into my shoulder and I just soak in the air around us.

He has had so much adversity. He has faced so many battles. Every time he fights harder and comes out stronger. I may be Batman to him, but to me he is Atlas.

But this Atlas, no longer has to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders. I will take the weight and bare the brunt of every burden that threatens to weigh him down.

Together we can face Steve and Marla. Together we can face anything.

"I got you, Koala. Always have and always will." I whisper into the crook of his neck.

"Yeah you do. Always did and always will." Milo whispers back.

The night rolls on with time spent just touching, caressing and loving one another with strong words of confirmation.

Eventually, we get up and eat dinner. We shower, shave and finally lay down in our bed, in our home.

Milo falls asleep on my chest with my fingers carding thru his dark honey brown locks. I listen to his breaths as his heart beats against my chest.

This is love. It's pure, raw and unadulterated.

I lay beneath the strongest guy I know, holding him closely to me. I thank the Gods, Goddesses, the sun, the moon and the stars that I get to be in this moment.

Some people may think our love is wrong. To that, I salute my middle fingers to the sky.

Our love is patient. Our love is kind; it does not envy. Our love is not boastful.  It does not behave rudely, nor does it seek its own desires. Our love is not provoked. Our love thinks no evil. Our love does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth. Our love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

We will fight against those that seek to destroy us. When they return, we will fight harder.

Our love will never fail.