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Sebastian was angry at himself. Once again he had
stupidly revealed too much. Why couldn’t he just stop?
Sebastian tipped back his head draining the glass of
whisky. He knew why he had lost control. The stupid bitch
had once again been in his rooms, invading his space. She
was here purely to piss him off by rubbing it in how Lucio
had taken what the rest of the Eldren had promised him.
Luckily he knew of a way to release al the pent up rage.
He would go into the depths of this fucking dreary place
and take it out on the creature. Chained to the wal as he
was, Sebastian knew he could calm himself without being
hit in return.
As he neared the chamber Sebastian wondered if
anyone other than him and the boy knew the creature was
even stil there. Whether or not they did, at least Sebastian
knew he wouldn’t be disturbed.
§ § § §
Upon waking Michael knew the first thing Christian saw
when he woke was a bundle of feathers sitting right in front
of his face. Then frowning deeper as he looked past Drack
to where Michael was lying on his side facing him. Needing
to do something, Michael tried to smile but it felt off
somehow. Al Michael could do was stare into Christian’s
beautiful blue eyes which were warily watching him.
Sighing, Michael started with the obvious. “Good
morning.”
“What are you doing here?” Christian asked.
Slowly Michael reached out and ran the back of his hand
across Christian’s cheek. “I had a bad dream.” The
movement caused Drack to hop further back on the pil ow.
“Don’t you want me to be here?” Michael asked softly.
Right then and there Michael wanted to wipe the pain
and confusion out of Christian’s eyes. He hated knowing he
had put it there with the way he had treated him yesterday
when he found out the truth.
“I thought you were angry with me, that you couldn’t
forgive me. You said you hated me.”
“I was… I am… I can’t… I don’t know what the hel I
mean. I never hated you.”
“What now?” Christian asked.
Michael didn’t know how to answer him, so he decided
to show the only way he knew how. He placed his hands on
either side of Christian’s face, moving it slowly toward his
own. At first he didn’t think Christian was going to respond.
The moment Christian wrapped his arms around him,
Michael relaxed into the kiss. Strangely Christian tasted
exactly as he smel ed, as if he had just finished eating a
packet of honey jumble biscuits. Lust washed over him and
Michael moaned as Christian pushed his tongue into his
mouth. It felt like he was memorizing every nook and
cranny, and Michael loved every moment of it.
A smal flicker of guilt washed through him, as a tiny part
of him knew he was only here because he would need
Christian in the future. Yet the larger and more twisted part
of him was here for exactly this. His heart was wil ing to
overlook the pain Christian had caused him. His heart knew
what it wanted, and it wanted Christian.
Running the tip of his tongue around the edge of
Christian’s lips, Michael traced their perfect outline.
Stopping, Michael pul ed away to gaze into his eyes. “I think
Charm was right about me al along. I do love you more
than I have ever loved anyone else. No matter how angry I
am with you.” Michael didn’t let Christian respond as he
invaded his mouth again. “I’l always want you,” he breathed
as he broke away.
It was strange to feel his body responding in the exact
same fashion, if not more, than it had with girls he had been
with. It was much stronger than what had occurred with
Rhys. Michael pushed al thoughts of Rhys and past
girlfriends aside, as he didn’t want anything ruining this time
with Christian.
Moving closer Michael groaned as Christian pul ed their
felt right. Michael pul ed away for a moment, trying to focus
on his surroundings. His decision to come back to this bed
was throwing him out of balance. There was something he
needed to say, but for the love of al he held holy he couldn’t
think what it was. Not when Christian was this close and
touching him.
His cock hardened as Michael let his hands run down
the side of Christian’s body. He didn’t want to stop but this
was going beyond the point of kissing and hugging.
Michael couldn’t remember if caressing and touching were
on the list of what was al owed. Michael’s breathing had
become ragged as he waited for Christian to respond.
“Michael, ” it was al Christian got out before Michael felt
Christian’s hands running al over his body touching every
inch of skin they could.
Shame filtered through his mind and Michael hated
himself for giving in to his lust, but he knew he would hate
himself even more if he pushed his desire for Christian
aside. Right now he needed it. He needed to know this
thing with Christian wasn’t wrong. In his heart Michael
wanted to be able to forgive Christian for what he had
done. Slowly pul ing away, Michael hesitated; he wasn’t
sure what was meant to happen after the kissing and the
hugging, the touching and the feeling. Wel he did know, but
he wasn’t sure how to initiate it, or even if he should. Maybe
what they were doing now was okay for today. Maybe this
was al they needed for now.
“Chris, we need to move Drack before we squash him.”
Michael lifted the bird and placed him on the dresser out of
harm’s way. Al the time Christian’s hands ran lightly over
his skin. Turning back to Christian he went back to kissing
him.
Anticipation froze Michael in place as Christian pul ed
away and spoke softly against his ear. “I want to try
something, but I don’t want to freak you out, so let me know
if you want me to stop.”
Damn, he loved how Christian’s beautiful blue eyes had
a spark of happiness back in them. Happy, looked good on
Christian.
Christian gave Michael a shy smile before slowly
disappearing beneath the sheets. Michael felt nervous and
excited, stil not quite believing any of this was real y
happening. Michael couldn’t believe he had gone from
being straight to bi in just under a month, yet everything in
him screamed this is what he wanted. This is what he
needed. And now he was just who he was supposed to be.
Inhaling sharply, Michael bucked his hips at the first
touch of heat as Christian’s mouth closed around him. It
was so intense it almost made him come right then and
there. His hands gathered fistfuls of sheet with the
sensation. It was a strange feeling, not quite the same as
when Gena had done it to him al those months ago. With
Gena it had been a
wkward and embarrassing, this was
just…he couldn’t think of the words to describe it. Tingles
raced over his skin and Michael relaxed as he realised he
was actual y enjoying the feeling. It was nice. It was more
than nice! Michael panted as Christian swirled his tongue
around the head of his cock, and found a spot which made
him lift off the bed as his back arched. He groaned as
Christian continued to lick and kiss and gently bite the
entire length of his hard-on. Praying for the strength to hold
off, Michael gritted his teeth as Christian swal owed his
length while working his hand down to the bal s hanging
below. Electricity zapped Michael as he felt his aching bal s
draw tight as Christian cupped them in his hand and softly
squeezed them. Michael cried out as Christian worked over
his length, taking him deeper with every stroke. His body
began to buck and he couldn’t hold himself stil .
“Fuck,” he moaned as Christian worked his magic and
soon found himself thrusting deeper into Christian’s mouth
while Christian grasped the base of his erection,
concentrating al his attention just on the head. The slight
tugging action was enough to send him over the edge.
Michael sighed in contentment, his body stil tingling as
he waited for Christian to reappear.
“How was it? Did I do it right?” Christian was nervous as
he crawled back up Michael’s body and lay beside him.
Nervously he watched as Michael seemed to need time to
catch his breath and get himself back under control.
Michael answered by kissing him deeply and Christian
knew Michael tasted his own seed. As they broke apart,
Christian felt Michael shiver before he slid the sheet down
so he could perform the same action. It shocked him a little
that Michael didn’t seem to want anything blocking his view.
It was as if he wanted to see Christian’s reaction, or more
he wanted Christian to see him. As Michael tugged on
Christian’s boxers, Christian lifted his hips enough so
Michael could continue sliding them down until they
dropped to the floor with the sheet. Loving the fact that
Michael’s eyes never once left Christian’s face. He looked
to be both terrified and excited.
Trembling Christian waited as Michael came back up
until he was stretched out on the bed beside him; Michael
began by kissing his mouth, letting his hands wander of
their own accord. He loved the way Michael let his
fingertips explore gently as they traced patterns over his
skin. Christian shuddered, but not in disgust and could tel it
was turning Michael on. It was as if Michael enjoyed the fact
he could affect Christian this way with nothing more than
this slight touch and a kiss. Oh, and how Michael’s touch
affected him, the simple run of a fingertip over his nipple
had them standing in hard peaks just waiting to be played
with and Michael didn’t disappoint him, both fingers and
teeth had him arching into Michael for more. With every little
touch he felt as though he was burning from the inside out.
Final y Michael’s lips left Christian’s nipples and
travel ed down the length of his body. Michael chuckled and
Christian knew it was because he felt Christian’s stomach
muscles quiver under his lips, but Christian couldn’t help it.
It was as if his body knew this was supposed to happen
and was reacting ahead of time. Michael stopped on his
journey of exploration and blew a raspberry in his bel y
button, which made him laugh. He thrust up as Michael
grasped his erection, and pul ed it to his lips. Heat rol ed
through him as Michael kissed the tip, and then pul ed back
a little to stare at it. Biting his lip, Christian wondered if it
was because he was uncircumcised and so different from
Michael. Had Michael never seen a foreskin up close
before? He groaned as Michael moved his hand making it
cover, and then uncover the tip of Christian’s hard cock.
Lifting his head, Christian watched in curiosity as Michael
stuck out his tongue, and pushed it into the hood, licking the
head which was hidden there. Moaning, he shuddered with
the tingle running through his body. It felt wonderful and he
wanted more. Christian knew then and there he would
never get enough of this — enough of Michael.
Christian moaned again. Michael was driving him crazy
with lust. He was so much more sensitive there, and the
feeling of Michael’s tongue was intensified as Michael
hummed against his head, the vibration making his bal s
tingle in anticipation and need. Michael pul ed back the
foreskin, and proceeded to mimic Christian’s treatment of
his own erection. It took a moment for Michael to work out
what had to be done. At first it was clumsy, but Michael
soon got the hang of it. When Michael let go and used his
teeth to bite his hip before tel ing him to behave, he smiled
wickedly and Christian thrust his hard on back in the
direction of his mouth. A moan fel from his lips as Michael
licked the bite mark and got back to business. Al Christian
was capable of doing in the moment in time was winding
his fingers into Michael’s hair to hold him closer. Damn, sex
had never been this good before, and he loved how
Michael was wil ing to explore his body this way. Gasping,
Christian almost lost it as Michael kept changing how hard
he sucked, pushing further, until he had swal owed the
entire length down his throat. Christian was amazed when
he realised Michael didn’t seem to have any gag reflex. His
orgasm raced through his body and Christian cried out in
pleasure as Michael hummed around his cock, he couldn’t
hold back any longer.
Christian gasped, “Don’t stop.” The pressure of his hand
increased gently. Christian couldn’t stop himself from
thrusting as deeply as possible, he loved the feeling of
Michael’s nose pressed into his pubes and he loved the
vibration caused by Michael humming around his hard
cock; it felt fricken fantastic! Christian could get used to this
very fast. Everything shattered as he screamed out
Michael’s name, orgasming harder than he ever
remembered doing so before.
Pul ing back slightly, Michael swal owed as quickly as he
could as Christian exploded into his mouth. Michael
couldn’t have pul ed away, even if he had wanted to. He
drank down every drop loving the taste which was
everything Christian.
“How was that?” Christian asked shyly, stil panting to
catch his breath.
Coming back up the bed Michael straddled Christian’s
legs and kissed him softly before he sat up and grinned.
“Wet and kinda salty,” Michael answered truthful y. “So, is
this now al owed?”
Laughter bubbled out of Christian as Michael pul ed him
up into his embrace, kissing every part of his face his lips
could reach. It felt right as Christian wound his
arms tightly
around Michael’s waist, and hugged him back, and Michael
loved the feeling of closeness. The sense of belonging as if
he had final y found his home.
“What are you thinking?” Michael asked in between
kisses as he slowly moved his legs until they were
comfortably wrapped around Christian’s waist. Nothing
before had ever felt this perfect, and he knew right then he
was going to be able to forgive Christian ful y.
After a moment Christian answered with al seriousness,
“I was just thinking — I real y am gay, and I’m happy about
it.” Christian pressed into Michael, kissing his chest. “What
we just did was actual y easier than I expected it to be, and
strangely, a hel of lot better than I thought it would feel,
especial y when your mouth was humming as it was
wrapped around my cock. I couldn’t believe how much you
turned me on.” Christian’s fingers traced patterns lightly
over Michael’s back. The tip of his tongue flicked across
Michael’s nipple. Grinning as it stiffened.
“Chris, ” Michael began hoarsely. “Stop,” Michael
couldn’t think while Christian tortured him this way,
“Please.”
Freezing, Christian’s fingers ceased their movement.
His tongue froze at Michael’s request.
“Tel me you’re mine. Tel me you wil always belong to
me.” Michael lifted Christian by the chin, so he could stare
into Christian’s eyes and real y see what he was feeling.
Michael wasn’t sure why he needed to hear it said out loud,
but he did. Mainly Michael wanted the voice to be wrong.
And he wanted Christian to return the love he was feeling.
“For the rest of our eternity. I wil always be yours,
Michael.” Christian’s fingers resumed their movements. “I
think I love you,” Christian stated, his arms tightened around
Michael. “Tel me you can forgive me,” Christian pleaded
softly into Michael’s chest.
“I’ve already forgiven you,” Michael laid his cheek
against the top of Christian’s head. “And I know I love you. I
think I always have.” His embrace tightened as he tried to
convey al he could not say with actual words. Because
honestly, there weren’t enough words in the whole world to
describe just how he was feeling right at this moment.
A scream of pure anguish tore through Michael’s mind.
The pain and frustration which fol owed were with him until