I'd just gotten from an online meeting with Wales. I'd thought it'd take the shortest time possible but we'd gone on for two hours. I had been sure Blane was asleep until I went downstairs.
The music, he must have put in a lot of effort to make the playlist, the petals on the floor must have also taken time to unpluck before scattering and I had to recall the phonecall that went on and on. It was cute how he'd put in the effort and how much I hadn't known about it. Even if I had, I'd have wanted to see the end product.
I took off the leather jacket I had on and wore the slippers he makes sure we wear in our space before walking towards the bedroom door.
Over the weeks, he's made the place feel like him, like us. But I liked the feel of him being all over, it showed he'd at least opened up to being home, being family.
"Baby!"
"Shower first!"
The voice came from inside the wardrobe, has he begun sitting in there like Rashid? If he had then it was something that needed to be addressed.
He was nervous, should he have told him to shower from some bathroom outside, the element of surprise was gone now. He was the only piece of puzzle left. He hoped that element of surprise could still be found through him.
"Oh, this is nice."
"You think?"
"You look ravishing, can you stand?"
He'd been seated by the headboard fidgeting when Riley came out in just loose pajama pants. He'd ducked his head feeling bashful when he heard the low whistle which made him raise his head.
His body and legs had different ideas as he scampered out of bed that made him almost fall though Riley was already there holding him.
"Careful, we don't want damages now, right darling?"
Blane hit his shoulder and pushed him away, the jab enough to get him on his two feet. Riley moved back to 'inspect'.
One minute he was watching him, the next he was descending on him. Capturing his lips while holding onto that lithe waist. Blane gasped, not expecting it at that moment but he eased himself into it.
"I want to eat you up."
"Do it!"
It was what he'd wanted for some time now. Letting Riley in. How many times had Riley helped himself without complaint.
"Take me!"
"With pleasure, you should also know, this time I won't stop, we'll adjust, but we won't stop."
This guy, making him all flustered.
Riley looked at the dress, a short one reaching mid thigh, legs full on display. He'd told him not to go out wearing skirts and dresses, they'd rather stay home and he was nodding internally. If anyone saw what he was seeing, how many people would he have to make blind?
He helped him with the zipper and the whole thing fell to the floor. Clothes needed to be removed at the end of the day. Good thing he hadn't torn this one.
"Beautiful..."
"Don't look!"
"I'll look, I'll look as much as I want and hold you just as much."
He leaned in, now hungrily taking him in. Blane fell onto the bed and Riley followed him in, not wanting to give those lips breathing space.
"Let me..."
"Huh!"
"Let me lead."
With the cherry red face and that soft voice, but he couldn't say no. He crawled into the bed and lay on it. Blane followed moments later...nibbling at first then going all in, which made Riley grunt when he but his lip.
He was being bold, bold enough that Riley was wondering whether he'd switched bodies with someone.
"Easy there tiger!"
He'd wanted to take things slow but with how Blane was moving, if he didn't step in that would be a tale. Blane looked at him then at his lips before going down to nibble at them. He was obviously enjoying the noises he was soliciting from Riley.
Riley on the other hand was happy he had gone free after that bath, with briefs on, he'd have strained hard.
He changed there positions and took over, in seconds Blane was seeing white, releasing sounds only pleasing to Riley's ears. They had done more before, jacking off, using fingers but this time felt different. His briefs were now off and he wished he had a way to turn the lights off right then. Though he'd adjusted them, he was still wary but that didn't stay for long as fingers felt him up and he was writhing.
Now thinking about Riley's size and how it was supposed to get inside him. He closed his eyes...a hand over them just to make sure, not wanting to see and think.
He looked cute, lying there, whimpering, fighting the urge to stop him. He stretched his hand to open the drawer, getting another bottle of lube and several packs of condoms out before getting back.
"Relax, we've done this before, just think of something...."
True, they had done it before, foreplay. Same steps each time so he wouldn't freak out. But he still gnashed his teeth at the finger, then two then three. The hand playing with his nubs together with that tongue weren't helping this time round. He was thinking too much.
"Baby?"
He'd stopped, must have realized something was wrong, but he didn't want him to stop.
"In, get in."
"You are..."
"Now!"
He'd adjust, he wanted to get past this step.
The little cry once he felt him get near made Riley stop.
"We can...Ooomph! You...are you okay?"
His wet tummy told him a lot as he felt the tiny trembles of pain and pleasure.
He tried getting off only to hear him wince, the legs around his waist that had propelled that move tightened.
"Breath, slow, it's me remember, Riley."
"Will I get a tear?"
"We'll check on that."
It was the reason people took things slow. Step by step, not just bottoming up in a hole that needed to adjust.
He kissed him as he tried to move, find a way to make him comfortable. Slow, and make sure something didn't get more excited than it already was.
"I love you Blane."
"Me too!"
"What do you think about marriage?"
That seemed to work, got his mind from pain to whatever and he loosened those legs before moving. They'd get married, but this wasn't the way to ask, but it was enough to get Blane's attention.
The sensation became too much that he bit into Riley's neck at some point, he loved it the following day, a mark on his boyfriend. He loved marking Riley anyway.
The grunts, the pants, the moans transitioned pain to ecstasy. They paved way to the next release this time alongside Riley.
"You okay?"
Once they came down from the high, Riley couldn't help but ask. He had collapsed beside Blane giving tiny kisses from time to time.
"We can't turn back time."
Riley chuckled, that was true...
"Can I go another round?"
"You!"
He could feel it getting hard again. He sighed...
"Give me a minute."
He should have said an hour. After checking to see if he was okay, much to Blane's astonishment, he went again.
The guy seemed to be taking revenge for the time missed. He didn't know how many times they had changed condoms or even when he got into the bathtub.
Just realized he was there because Riley was going on about sharing it with Taffy.
He and Taffy had stopped long ago. Infact, he never let Taffy into this place. He just didn't have the strength. Between the rod that was already coming to life under him and how tired he was...
"I am not going again."
"I know, I'll try not to get too excited."
"Freak!"
Was it a good thing he'd chosen to clean me up himself?