by Quil Carter
“I will not melt,” I said irritably.
“Oh, you will. And do you know why?” he asked, his tone drenched in honey. “Because you’re made of sugar, that’s why you’re so sweet!”
“I am not sweet!” I said aghast. “I’m fine with rain.” This was met by rolling laughter, and again I was dragged along.
“You can prove it then and walk with me,” Julian said. We exited the alleyway. To our lefts, I saw another street, and further on, the ocean. Julian led me towards it, the mischievous smile never leaving his face, and those eyes constantly drawing themselves up to mine to give me a look of pure devotion.
Julian had always been affectionate towards me, but there was something about tonight that had him almost worshipping the ground I was walking on. What had gotten into my boyfriend? I must admit… I did like it.
And through this entire time, my mind had barely wandered to Silas and the situation I’d been finding myself in at home. This is why my heart fluttered when I was around him; why I drank of him so fully and let him coat me with his being. Somehow, somewhere, this man had captured my heart, a heart that I hadn’t even known still existed before him.
Julian made me happy. And not only did he make me happy… I felt as if I could take over the world when he was by my side. He did so much for me, he was the antidote for a man who was living in cancer.
This time, when Julian tugged on my hand to cross another road, I instead pulled him closer and slid my hand behind his back. Gently, I drew him to me and connected our lips for a deep kiss.
When the kiss was broken, I stayed for a moment only inches away from his mouth, feeling his sweet breath on my chin, and the faint smell of cologne coming from his neck. I took him in, his scent, his heartbeat, his quickened breaths… and mentally promised myself I’d never let those memories fade from my mind.
Because when we were both a thousand years old… I wanted to remember them.
Julian rejoined our lips, this time his mouth opening to take more of me in. I felt his hand rub my neck, the other one tracing the curves of my side with his finger tips.
“I’m going to have to tell him one day about you,” I whispered when our lips parted. “I think… I want you to be an important part of my life.”
Julian’s dark blue eyes rose and found mine. There was a look of deep love in those eyes, but undeniably, I also saw fear. “I won’t let him hurt you,” I said, forcing as much conviction into my words as I could. “I’d never have you two meet if I didn’t know for sure he wouldn’t hurt you.”
But even with my words as true as I could make them, I still saw apprehension in his eyes. I sighed at this and drew him to me. “Don’t be scared,” I whispered. “I will die a thousand times before I allow Silas to hurt a single hair on your head.” I meant this, so much did I mean it, but deep inside those steeled words, a resolution imbedded into each syllable, I wondered myself just how long it would take for me to feel safe enough for those two to meet.
“I just… don’t want it to be any time soon.” I was dismayed to hear real fear in his words, and the way he was clinging to me… I believe I’d scared him without meaning to. “I just want it to be us… no one else, just the two of us.”
“Just the two of us,” I repeated with a nod. I pulled away from him and saw tears in his eyes. It hit the tender parts of my heart and I wiped them away. “Here… I have something that will cheer you up.” I looked around with a smile, and realized we actually weren’t too far from it. “Would you like to see the house I’m going to buy for you?”
I had to suppress a laugh when the look of pure confusion vanished the sadness that had been so deeply ingrained in his handsome features. “You… did what now?”
“I suppose I do have a destination for us then.” I smiled and took his hand. We both began to walk to the area where the house was for sale. “I’m in charge of the budgets for the districts. Well, I approve things, can add and subtract things. I cooked a few books, opened up an account, and soon I’ll have seventy-five thousand dollars saved so I can buy you a safe place to live.” I began to get excited thinking about it, so I quickened our steps. “I’m going to make it into a fort for you. A good security system, a dirt bike or something near the back door so you can get on it and escape. Maybe I’ll even buy you a big dog. We had a rottweiler growing up.” I decided to tell him about another little plan I’d been working on. “If this works… I’m going to start building safe houses around Skyland, maybe eventually the other districts too. Places for you to hide in if anything goes wrong. Ones that no one will know about.”
When I looked over my shoulder, I saw Julian staring at me with a perplexed look. “You’re… going to do all of this for me?”
I nodded, brushing a lock of wet hair from my eyes. The rain was really coming down now, and my hoody had fallen off while we’d been running. “Of course, Julian… I told you… I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
Julian’s heart lurched at my admission. Even though I’d said it minutes before, I think the revelations of my plan had added to the seriousness of my words. “Elish… you…” He took in a deep breath, and my arm was suddenly yanked. Julian had stopped in his tracks.
I turned and looked at him.
I’ll never forget how he looked.
Julian was standing in the middle of the road, the street lamps illuminating his body on both sides. I could see green traffic lights behind him, the silhouettes of dark trees that reached several-storeys high, and surrounding him in a dome of sound, was the hushed roar of heavy rain fall.
He looked down at the pavement, his dark hair stuck to his rain-washed forehead. As we both stayed in the silence that followed his halted steps, I could see droplets rolling down his cheek and his nose, but that was all the movement I saw.
Until slowly his head tilted up, and those eyes met mine with an expression I’d never seen before.
“I love you,” he whispered.
I stared back, at first struck dumb by his words. But then, without me even telling my body to do it, I walked to him, and at the same time, he walked to me.
Our lips joined, a vigour, a heat inside both of them that I’d never felt before. Inside of me my heart was on fire, I felt the physical heat warm my chest, travelling through my veins like his words had turned my blood into gasoline. I didn’t know if I was going to float away or explode from these emotions rushing through me, all I knew was that if we stopped kissing, one or both of those things would happen.
There was a new energy behind Julian’s passion too, I could feel it underneath his skin like it was a force of its own. His mouth was open, his tongue tracing mine, both hands were on either side of my face and he was grasping me like he himself was worried he’d rise to the sky. It only added to that intense heat that was currently burning inside of me.
But it wasn’t enough.
I wanted more… and I was ready for more.
It was then that I broke the kiss, only to take his hand with a smile. When his long, delicate fingers were in my palm, I turned from him and began to run down the rainy deserted street, with no plans for stopping until I found that house.
The single-storey rancher was tucked into a crescent surrounded by red maple trees and green bushes that lent the house a large amount of privacy. That was the selling point for me, but what had really sealed the deal was that the two houses that stood on the opposite sides of the crescent were boarded up tight, waiting for their owner to decide to invest the funds to restore them. Hell, unless you were looking for this place it would be difficult to find it. And no one would be looking for anyone here.
I would have to be careful walking here at night; I was debating buying myself a bike so I could at least separate myself from Alegria quicker. Whatever I had to do… I’d find a way.
Julian squeezed my hand as we ran into the yard, shrubs eight feet tall surrounding the entire property with only a gap for the driveway. We were already hidden, this was perfect.
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br /> “How do we get in?” Julian hissed. He wiped the rain away from his face and began to check out the windows on the side of the house. This brought back memories of breaking into his parents’ place. He never did confront me about killing his mother…
Well, it wasn’t like I was going to bring it up now. That might be a mood killer.
I walked up close to the window, my shoes sinking into a freshly planted flower bed, and tested it.
And with a hiss of victory, it slid open. Perfect!
I jumped in first, the window large enough that I could swing my legs in, and both feet landed on carpet. I knew this was the dining room; I’d peeked through these windows when I’d saw it listed at the real estate office. My plan was to get Sacario to buy it for me, and for it to be in his name for the time being. Obviously getting the deed in Elish Dekker’s name wouldn’t be the wisest idea.
Julian swung himself inside next, rain drops splashing on me from the impact. He then whipped his hair back, the dark brown locks, longer now that they were wet, sticking up in multiple directions and making him look even cuter.
If that was possible.
I kissed him again, this time my tongue roving into his mouth. My heart was filled, heavy inside of my chest, and around it, chemical reaction after chemical reaction was bursting and exploding into a multitude of feelings. They were all hitting me at once, a thousand hands reaching for the controls of my body, each one twisting, pulling, pressing. I felt overwhelmed, both by this man who’d just told me he loved me, and what I knew we were about to do.
Our hands joined, I kicked off my shoes and he did as well, and we walked together, sopping wet, to the master bedroom.
As soon as that door closed, Julian was reaching for my button-down, quickly unfastening the silver buttons until he exposed my chest. With an urgency that invigorated me, he put his warm mouth over my stiffened pec, and began to lick and suck on it. I stepped backwards until I felt the large bed hit the back of my legs, then removed my shirt fully, and when he raised his head to kiss my neck, I pulled his shirt off of him.
The pants came soon after, but the cold had done its work on Julian’s skinny body, and as we made out on the bed, I could feel him shivering on top of me.
I made my touch warm and started stroking his arms, then slowly trailed down to his torso, sliding my hands up, then down, then behind to rest on the small of his back.
Julian looked like he was in heaven. He bowed his head until it was resting on my shoulder, his legs straddling me with his hips gently grinding into my boxer briefs.
But I found myself smirking when I saw what he was wearing: black briefs with neon firework-type designs. Perhaps that was just the trend amongst teenagers now? It looked like something Finn would wear.
Well, it didn’t matter. I’d be removing them… right about now.
I leaned up and kissed Julian’s neck, and I breathed in his smell and filled my lungs with it. Like oxygen to fire, it made the intense feelings flare with new life, and I found myself grabbing those briefs and pulling the damp piece of clothing off of his flushed, goose bumped skin.
“Oh, you are cold.”
Julian lifted his head up from my shoulder and gave me the dirtiest look imaginable. I, being the man who surely never joked, smiled back innocently.
Julian grabbed my pec and twisted it, making me gasp and swear as the pain jolted my body. He laughed at me, and kissed me again. “Warm it up for me then, Prince.”
“Mmhm.” I slid my hand down and grasped it. It was an icicle inside of my palm, so I made my touch warm and began to stroke it slowly. It was already hard, his testicles tight against his body from the rain and cold, but as I began to play with them with my other hand, I felt them begin to relax and loosen.
Julian moaned and his eyes shut. He shifted up on my body until he was almost sitting on my stomach and leaned over me, one hand propping himself up, the other rubbing my aching pec with his thumb.
“That… actually feels really good,” Julian whispered, his voice tight. “The heat…”
I smiled coyly. “I can also make an electrical charge come from it.”
Julian’s eyes flew open and he gave me a look. “If you dare, chimera. I swear I will bite yours off. Clean off.”
I’ve never been the one to joke, or even have that much fun, but tonight the energy of the evening had taken me hostage, and the genuine happiness I felt had me acting in ways that I would never act during a normal day.
So with that coy smile still plastered on my face, I, just barely, flexed that muscle inside of my brain that activated my electrical touch.
The response wasn’t one I expected at all…
Julian suddenly gasped, his fingers clenching my shoulders and his body going ridged. I watched with surprise and intrigue as his shocked eyes glaze over with lust, before taking in a shuddering breath.
Drawing up a mischief hidden deeply inside of my self, just as Julian opened his mouth, most likely to tell me how amazing it felt, I pushed the light pulse of electricity, more of a static than anything, back into my fingers. On cue, Julian let out a sharp moan, his hips jutting towards my hand, making the pink head rub against my fingers, then slowly he began rolled his hips.
I believe I may have found something amazing. This boy was completely under my control. I slowly stroked the shaft with my four fingers, and rubbed the thumb into the glans of the crown.
“Okay. Fuck.” Julian pulled away, his face flushed and his breathing laboured. “You’re going to make me – Fuck!” Julian cried out and spread his legs.
And why did he cry out? Well, my roving finger and that static touch he seemed to like, had found the warm spot between his legs, and I was in the process of pushing my middle finger inside of him.
His cock twitched as I pushed the digit inside, the energy from the low rolling electricity making his body do all sorts of interesting things. I smirked at this, feeling that familiar and welcoming feeling of control and dominance, and removed my finger.
Then I shifted my body forward, giving Julian the signal to dismount off of me. I kissed him then, slowly and passionately, the two of us kneeling in front of each other with a red and white bedspread underneath our bodies. And when I broke away, I pushed him onto the bed and kneeled between his legs.
I had no lubricant, but we were still soaking wet. Still though, I worried about hurting him, so I decided to take it slow. There was a shred of thankfulness inside of me that I’d taken Finn first. I was more experienced now, not only with my own body, but the body of the man underneath me.
Julian held onto his knees and drew them back. I leaned over him, and heard his heart banging vigorously in his chest, a sound that was matched by his rapid breathing.
This wasn’t his first time though. At his age it couldn’t have been. I wasn’t going to ask, not right this moment. If it was… I might not take him now, just for fear of it not being a positive experience, and if it wasn’t… well, I might have to go murder someone else and I really wasn’t in the mood tonight.
I discreetly spat on my hand and lubed myself up as best as I could, then, as I distracted him with my lips, I angled myself against him, and attempted to push myself into him.
Julian took in a sharp inhale, and his lips tensed. I opened my eyes and watched those lips peel back, revealing his tightly pressed teeth, before breaking apart to softly cry out.
I adjusted the angle and pushed. Even though men across the ages dreamed of being as well-endowed as I… quite frankly it was a bit of a pain at times.
For my partner at least.
Julian sunk his nails into my shoulders and back and exhaled through his locked teeth. I applied more pressure, and finally felt the tight opening I was pressing into, begin to give way.
The feeling of breaking into my partners was euphoric, the release of pressure followed by the intense pleasure of that elastic opening consuming my cock was enough to drive me to the fringes. I loved the tight clench of their bodies as
the initial penetration made them retract and shy away from the invader, and the pleasurable friction caused by their insides squirming and shifting from pain. So much of my personal enjoyment came from watching their bodies react to me inside of them, but nothing compared to the expressions that their faces made.
Closed eyes, teeth biting lips so hard they left marks, small squeaks and moans made as their faces tightened and twisted… Then, as I began to slowly push in and out of them, the uncomfortable expression changed, until I was seeing pleasure on them, instead of pain.
Then they loosened up, both physically and mentally. They became wild with me inside of them, cries of pain turned to moans, squirms became eager hips pushing back, and fingernails drawing blood transformed into lustful scratches and playful nips.
I may have only had two sexual partners, but watching their bodies go through the motions was something I was beginning to quite enjoy. And the fact that I had two incredibly attractive men, ready and willing at all times of the day and night… Oh, it drove me crazy with joy.
I kissed Julian’s open mouth, licking the sides of his lips currently stretched out from his continuous moans. I was pushing into him now, slow but steady jolts of my hips, diving into that soft, heated flesh that eagerly accepted every inch. I was holding his knees back, my hands pressing them forward to rise him off of the bed so I could drive myself deeper into him.
Julian’s eyes opened, glassy and full, they fixed on me as I broke the kiss I was planting beside the trimmed patch of facial hair on his chin. He watched me, no words exchanged, only steady moans each time I thrusted my hips into him.
“It doesn’t hurt badly, does it?” I asked. I slowed myself down and began kissing his jawline.
“I’m fine,” he whispered. He stroked my hair back and a dreamy smile appeared on his face. “I just can’t believe we’re doing this… finally.”
I smiled, and kissed near his ear, the hooped earrings in the lobes resting on my nose as I did. “And while illegally trespassing too. You are a bad influence on me.” I drew myself out, then watched his face with a hidden joy as I pushed myself back in. I just loved how he gasped; I loved how his body shuddered underneath my own.
