| Rob and Ryan |
[Apr. 2nd, 2004|05:43 pm] |
[players only, etc...]
Ryan sat in the living room, curled up on the couch with a notebook on his
lap and his tiger in his arms. The day after he and Rob had returned to New
York, they'd gone to get tested and were now waiting for their results. Rob
was due home from the studio soon and Ryan had gotten home from band
practice about an hour before he curled up on the couch. The guys had asked
him what happened when he went home and since he said he didn't want to talk
about it, they dropped it. So now Ryan was writing lyrics and music for new
songs, waiting patiently for his Master to come home. He tilted his head a
little, thinking carefully as he waited.
Rob opened the door, tired from a long but productive day. He was happy to
be home, though, to be back with Ryan. His lover had said he'd be home
before him, so Rob really had something to look forward to. That, and the
lab was supposed to call with the results of their tests this evening. He
knew they were both clean, this was just a formality, but Rob wanted to be
sure. He wanted to be with Ryan, with no barriers, and he didn't want either
of them to have any doubts whatsoever.
Just as Ryan heard the front door open, he squirmed around to watch for Rob.
Then he was struck with an idea. He set his tiger down on the coffee
table and then pulled his shirt off as quickly as he could, stood up, and
pulled his pants off. He'd given up on wearing underwear and after he threw
his clothes into the bedroom, he grabbed one of their slimmer dildos from
their toy chest, lube and a condom, and dashed back into the living room.
He knew it would take Rob a few minutes to get his things settled in his
office, so he pushed the coffee table aside, dropped to his knees in the
middle of the floor with his bottom pointing toward the entrance. He put
the condom on the dildo, slicked it, and reached back to tease his opening,
prompting a soft moan. Then he slid it inside himself just a bit, moaning
louder.
Rob walked in just in time to see the toy disappear into his lover's ass,
and he stopped short. He'd been partially aroused in anticipation of seeing
Ryan, but now the display made him fully hard. "Hello, Ryan," Rob said, his
voice deep with lust. "I see you've been keeping yourself busy..." He walked
closer, enjoying the view. His boy was the sexiest thing he had ever seen...
"Mm, actually, I only started when I heard you come in," Ryan breathed,
smiling at Rob as he came into his line of sight. "I was actually writing
until you got home and then I wanted to give you a nice welcome..." He
grinned and slowly eased the toy deeper inside himself, moaning softly.
"Mm, wish this was your cock, sir... Wish you were taking me right here on
the floor." Or Rob could 'punish' him for being a dirty little boy and
starting without him... Oooh, that held some interesting possibilities...
"My boy is such a little slut, he can't help but play with himself right in
the living room," mused Rob. "Whatever shall I do with such a naughty boy?"
he wondered out loud. What he wanted to do was to replace the dildo with his
cock immediately, but he wanted to draw this out.
"But you like it when your boy is a little slut, don't you?" Ryan asked,
just to make sure. But he looked up at Rob with an innocent smile and
asked, "You won't punish me, will you? For being so naughty? I've been
good, up until today..." Maybe it could be a play punishment. Or, oh god,
not another teacher role play... He needed to get that role out of his head.
"I'll punish you if I choose, boy," Rob responded smoothly. "Whether you've
been good or bad, there are lovely ways to deal with both. Was Ryan good or
bad? Rob of course thought he was good. But his boy didn't need to know
that... "Does it feel good, Ryan?"
"Yessir, it feels good," Ryan breathed, slowly sliding the toy out of him
before pushing it back in. "Doesn't feel as good as your cock, though,
sir." No, he wouldn't ask if Rob liked finding a naked boy fucking himself
on the floor of the principal's office... He wouldn't ask about what he
thought of the whore supplied by the fire department... He would not, would
not, would not. "Were you surprised to find me here, Mr. Thomas?" Fuck.
He needed to learn more self-control. If Rob veered away, he'd stop,
though.
Rob grinned. Ryan loved to slip into roles... well, so did he. He wasn't
sure what his lover wanted, but he figured the school scenario was a safe
one. "Very surprised, Mr. Jordan," he purred, coming to stand next to him.
"What exactly is the meaning of this display?" He tried to sound angry.
Rolling over onto his back, Ryan looked up at Rob and smiled wickedly. "I
see the way you look at me, Mr. Thomas... I thought you'd like to see what
you've been eyeing for the last four years. Maybe get a taste of what the
coach had in the locker room last month," he answered quietly, a subtle purr
in his voice.
"I think you're mistaken, Mr. Jordan," said Rob softly, stepping closer.
"And if you're insinuating that a member of my staff touched you
inappropriately, I will be more than happy to investigate it." He let his
eyes rake over Ryan's body, then added, his voice dropped, "Perhaps you
should tell me just what you claim was done to you..."
"Oh, he didn't do the touching," Ryan grinned. "I did it all... He
had a good time, trust me." He slid the toy out of himself, pulled the
condom off, and moved up to his knees. Then he put the dildo to his lips
and said, with an innocent smile, "Would you like to try, Mr. Thomas?" He
let his tongue slip out, curling around the very tip of the silicone. "I
promise you'll enjoy it..." In went the dildo, slowly, into Ryan's hot
mouth.
Rob's eyes were fixed, as they were meant to be, on the lucky toy being
taken into Ryan's mouth. His cock throbbed, wanting the same treatment as
the dildo. He cleared his throat and said hoarsely, "I'm afraid I don't
quite understand what you're implying, Mr. Jordan," though he did, perfectly
well.
Ryan purred softly and crawled closer, finding his place at Rob's feet. He
looked up at him and smiled innocently with a wicked glint in his eyes as he
slid the dildo out of his mouth. "Would you, Principal Thomas, like me, one
of your students, to suck your cock?" he purred. "Or do you still not
understand what I'm implying?"
Rob moaned; he loved to hear Ryan talk like that, especially in his role. He
tried to act shocked. "Why, Mr. Jordan! Such language..." He smirked,
suddenly changing his tone. "I never knew you were such a little slut."
"There are a lot of things you don't know about me, Mr. Thomas," Ryan
purred, licking along the dildo as he kept his eyes on Rob's. "But you
haven't answered my question... Do you want me to suck on that big hard cock
I can see in your pants?" Then he turned and bent down, looking at Rob over
his shoulder. "Or would you like to fuck my tight little ass?"
Rob bit back a moan and said, "Propositioning a staff member is against
school rules..." He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. "But I think
I can make an exception this time, if that mouth is as good as it looks.
Suck me, Mr. Jordan, and make it good." He couldn't help it; there wasn't
much he liked better than having Ryan suck him.
"Well, then maybe you should punish me, Mr. Thomas," Ryan grinned, moving to
face Rob once more. "I'm such a bad boy..." He licked teasingly
along the length of his Master's cock, moaning softly at the familiar taste.
Licking back down, he drew his tongue around the very tip of Rob's cock
before opening his mouth wide and sliding him slowly in. Ryan could live
like that... With Rob's cock in his mouth.
Rob groaned as Ryan took in his hard length. God, he could never get enough
of that mouth... "You're a good little cocksucker, aren't you?" he growled.
"Maybe I should have you in here more often... I'm sure you'll stay out of
trouble that way..."
Ryan chuckled softly and pulled his mouth off, looking up at Rob with
innocent doe eyes. "But I thought that was against school rules?" he asked,
licking his lips, before ducking his head to lick and suck at Rob's balls.
For some reason, so far, his favorite role of Rob's was the
teacher/headmaster. Sexy.
"It is," Rob agreed, running a hand through Ryan's hair. "But I make the
rules, so I can break them." He smiled, and said, "Stop talking and suck me,
boy, or I'll tell your parents what you do."
"Mm, yes, sir," Ryan moaned before sliding Rob's cock into his mouth and
sucking slowly. God he loved Rob, loved the way he talked to him even when
he was being a brat in scene. He sighed contentedly and looked up at his
lover through his lashed as he opened the back of his throat to take him as
deep as he could. However, he did appreciate the irony in that his parents
did know what it was that he did.
Rob tried to concentrate on not coming, wanting this to last. He loved
Ryan's mouth on him; his lover really had a talent for cocksucking. Rob was
fine with that as long as it was only his cock he practiced on. He was just
enjoying himself when the ringing of the phone cut across his pleasure.
"Fuck!" he snarled."Who the hell is calling now?"
Ryan pulled off before he bit down in surprise at the sharp ringing. He
looked over at the phone, then up at Rob. "Do you want to get it or should
I?" he asked, thinking that if Rob went to get it, he'd just go back to
playing with himself. "Maybe it's the doctor..."
Rob had forgotten all about the doctor's call. Ryan was just too
distracting. He sighed and said, "I'll get it, baby. Stay there and don't
touch yourself," he grinned, grabbing the phone and answering. He nodded,
smiling at Ryan, and handed him the phone. They wanted to give the test
results to the person themselves. He was negative, as he'd known. "Your
turn, baby."
Taking the phone, Ryan answered and grinned when he was told he was
negative, which he'd known, since he never had unprotected sex. He thanked
the doctor and grinned up at Rob. "Negative. You?" he asked softly, so
incredibly happy at being able to share something more with Rob.
Taking Ryan into his arms, Rob smiled. "Negative, of course," he said
softly. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to think about what it would
be like to be with Ryan, with nothing between them. "We still don't have to
do this if you don't want it, baby," he said. He didn't want Ryan to have
any qualms about this at all.
"I do," Ryan murmured as he slipped his arms around Rob's neck, hugging him.
"I love you... Want to do this with you." He nipped gently at Rob's ear
and whispered, "But I think I still have a not-so-little something to take
care of..." With that, he slipped out of Rob's arms and swallowed his cock
again.
"Ryan..." hissed Rob, taken unaware by Ryan's sudden move. "Stop, baby, want
to talk to you..." He couldn't concentrate with that mouth on him.
Dammit. Ryan stopped immediately, though, and looked up at him. "You
okay?" he asked softly, reaching for his lover's hands. Then he stood and
moved over to the couch, sitting down and pulling Rob to sit next to him.
Rob smiled. "Yes, I'm fine. I just... Since we've been tested, I've been
thinking about this a lot, and I want to make love to you, bare. Tonight.
And as much as I love your mouth on me, you were too close to making me
come."
Ryan blushed faintly and buried his face in Rob's neck. "I'd love to," he
whispered, snuggling close. "So no more Mr Thomas tonight? Just us?" He
grinned; it wasn't that he minded, he loved Rob no matter what.
"If we do this, yes, just us," replied Rob, seriously. "I want it to be
special." He hoped he could actually hold back; he'd never done this before
either.
"I know... But I meant for right this moment," Ryan answered just as
seriously. "I love you, I want this to be us. Love you so much." He
grinned again and kissed Rob softly.
"Love you, too, baby. So much." Rob almost couldn't believe how lucky he
really was, to have found Ryan, and that they loved each other. "I wish I
could marry you, baby."
If life had been a cartoon, a lightbulb would have lit up over Ryan's head.
He pulled away from Rob and grinned, saying, "We could always go to the
Netherlands..."
Rob smiled, saying, "Yes, we could. I would do that for you, if you wanted."
They would probably not be recognized...
Ryan's mind was already moving a million miles a second, trying to decide
what kind of engagement ring to get Rob. "I do want to," he said calmly.
"Want to be your husband, sir." He grinned cheekily.
Rob laughed. "I think you have it wrong, baby. You'd be my wife," he teased.
He braced himself for the inevitable outburst.
"HEY!" Ryan cried, reaching for the nearest pillow and smacking Rob upside
the head with it. "You're the feminine looking one!" With that, he grabbed
his tiger and scrambled off the couch, dashing into the bedroom.
Rob said, "But you're the smaller one," and chased after Ryan. He pounced
him and pushed him to the bed. "I am not feminine," He stated,
adding, "WIFE!"
He couldn't help it. "Does that mean on Sadie Hawkin's Day, I can get a
strap on and bend you over for once?" Ryan blushed and bit his tongue
almost as soon as it was out.
Rob collapsed laughing, rolling off Ryan. "I hate to tell you this, baby,
but you don't need a strap-on..."
Ryan blushed deeper and rolled half on top of Rob. "But can I still bend
you over?"
Rob looked up ay Ryan, still grinning. "You mean, you want to fuck me?" he
asked curiously.
"Yeah..." Ryan said shyly, looking down. "Is that okay?"
Rob thought about it. "It's been a very long time," he said. "But I trust
you, Ryan. I love you. Yes, it's ok." He grinned. "Just not tonight."
"No, of course not," Ryan laughed, rolling over and pulling Rob with him.
"Tonight, we're making love together. Without a condom." He smiled and
kissed Rob's nose. "I love you."
"Love you more," grinned Rob, and kissed Ryan hard, claiming his mouth with
his tongue. He did trust Ryan, but right now he needed to bury himself in
that sweet body.
"Mm, I love you most," Ryan managed when he broke away to breathe. He
wrapped his legs around Rob's waist and holding him close. "Although I
think you're a little overdressed..."
"You seem to think that a lot," pointed out Rob, grinding against Ryan.
"What do you suggest we do about that?" he asked innocently.
Ryan grinned wickedly and loosed his legs from Rob's waist. "I want you to
strip for me!"
Rob laughed. "I'm no good at that, baby. Not like you..."
"Oh come ooooooonnnnn, please?" Ryan whined, resorting to puppy eyes and a
pouty lower lip. "Please?"
Rob rolled his eyes. "You'll be disappointed," he warned, standing up.
"No, I won't, you're lovely," Ryan said, grinning as he turned to lie on his
belly and watch.
Rob grinned down at his lover, and said, "I need music. Sing for me."
Ryan thought for a minute, trying to decide what song had a good tempo. He
smiled and began to sing, "I've had enough of this red light, I've been
waiting here for so long. Driving on like reruns and feeling nothing new,
time has stopped, resting some for this town it's comforting to know nothing
new... If I could only make a sound..."
Rob smiled and began to sway to the music, feeling silly. He toed off his
shoes and then locked eyes with Ryan as he began to unbutton his shirt
(which was already halfway unbuttoned).
"Hey, you make me do this all the time!" Ryan laughed, watching hungrily
before continuing his song. "Holding the stars like paintings we are, pull
one down for me... Colors alive like radiance, bring me back to your sea..."
"That's because you're the pretty one," Rob answered. He was well aware he
didn't have to do this for his lover, that he gave the orders, but he didn't
really mind. He slipped off his shirt, throwing it over Ryan's head like the
boy liked to do.
"Well, I think you're the pretty one, so there," Ryan retorted, squealing
when the shirt landed on his head. He grinned and pulled the shirt into his
arms, breathing its scent. Mmm, Rob and Downy...
"You're biased," Rob responded, dropping his hands to unbutton his jeans. He
wondered if he should wear eyeliner for Ryan some time...
"Of course I'm biased, I love you," Ryan said softly, smiling up at his
lover. "I love you very much." Maybe one day he could at least try to do
something special for Rob... He'd only done a little bit of it, but with Rob
always at the studio during the day, maybe he could get a feel for it during
those times.
Rob smiled and slid his jeans off. He never wore underwear, so his cock
sprang out eagerly. He kicked the jeans away and stood in front of Ryan,
fully aroused. "How was that?" he asked sheepishly.
"It was lovely," Ryan grinned, pulling Rob toward him by his hand. "And I
love you. And I want to make love with you. So come here..." He rolled
back and lay down in the middle of the bed, pulling Rob close.
Rob moved close to Ryan, lying half on and half off of him, pressing thier
bodies together. "Mine," he whispered softly, stroking the collar that his
lover wore. He'd never get tired of seeing the collar on Ryan.
"Yours," Ryan whispered, kissing Rob tenderly. "I love you so much." He
smiled and slipped a hand down Rob's arm, taking his lover's hand and
placing it on his own cock. "Yours." Then he moved Rob's hand to cover his
heart. "And this is yours, too." He smiled shyly and kissed him again.
"Love you, baby, so much," sighed Rob, running his hands all over his lover.
"You make me so happy."
"I'm glad," Ryan purred, sliding his hands over his Master's body. "You
make me happy, too. You have no idea how much." Leaning up, he kissed him
tenderly and whispered, "Please make love to me."
Nodding, Rob began to kiss his way down Ryan's body, nibbling and kissing at
his nipples and belly. God, he loved just touching Ryan everywhere. He was
so sexy and responsive. He pushed the boy's legs apart gently and settled
between them.
Sighing contentedly, Ryan just lay there, resting his feet flat on the bed
as Rob settled on top of him. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, smiling
down at his lover.
Rob shook his head, but didn't bother to refute Ryan. Instead he said, "Hand
me the lube, baby, please? Want to get you ready for me..." He ached to be
inside Ryan, this time with no barriers. As close as they could be.
"You are beautiful," Ryan insisted as he handed him the lube. "I'll
keep saying it until you believe me. I believe you now... Why won't you
believe me?" He just... He wanted Rob to believe him.
Rob just blushed, and slicked his fingers, tracing them over Ryan's entrance
teasingly. "Are we discussing me or making love?" he asked softly.
"Making love, but I want you to believe me..." Ryan answered, wondering why
Rob thought he wasn't beautiful. But he did manage a moan as Rob's fingers
moved over him.
"Maybe someday, baby," sighed Rob, not wanting to discuss his soon-to-be
ex-wife right now. "I love you."
"Yes, sir," Ryan whispered, sliding his hands through Rob's hair. No matter
what Rob had been through, Ryan thought he was the most beautiful man in the
world. He always would. "I love you more."
Rob smiled, bending down to kiss his lover, and had a brief flash of triumph
that he'd never fucked Marisol without a condom but he was going to make
love to Ryan without one. It would piss her off.
Ryan moaned softly into Rob's mouth, sliding his arms around his lover's
neck. "I love you," he murmured, sighing contentedly. "Love you so much."
"I'm the luckiest man in the world," Rob announced, reflecting that if his
ex-wife knew he was living with a man now it would piss her off even more.
Then he stopped thinking about anything but Ryan, and slid one slick finger
inside him.
"No, I am," Ryan moaned, hips arching off the bed. Christ... Rob was going
to come inside of him. Oh, god, why did that make him so happy?
Rob slid another finger into Ryan, and whispered, "You make me so happy,
Ryan, so proud of you, baby..." God, he just couldn't wait to take this next
step with his lover.
Gasping, Ryan slowly fucked himself on Rob's fingers. "Love you so much,
sir," he whimpered, reaching for Rob's free hand.
Rob continued to prep Ryan, going as slowly as he could stand, building up
the anticipation for both of them. All the while he told Ryan how sexy he
was, and how much he loved him.
Ryan moaned, squeezing Rob's hand when his fingers brushed over his
prostate. "Feels so good... Please fuck me, please," he moaned, writhing on
the bed.
"I'm going to, baby, going to shove my big thick cock inside you," Rob
promised, his voice tight with love and lust. "You're mine."
God, Rob's words were so hot... Ryan mewled, begging slightly, "Please...
Want you in me, want your cock in me, please, sir..." He moaned, arching up
again.
Rob moaned; Ryan's begging was as enticing as the tightness of his body
around his fingers. He slowly fucked his lover with his fingers, getting him
ready. "Almost, baby," he purred.
"Please... Been a good boy," Ryan breathed, hips bucking up toward Rob and
those fingers, driving him steadily mad. "Please..."
"I know you have, baby, and I'm going to give you what you need, very soon,"
assured Rob, drawing out his fingers. He got more lube on his fingers, and
for the first time, slicked his cock without a condom first. He made sure
Ryan was watching.
Oh, christ... It was actually going to happen, Rob was going to fuck him
without a condom... Ryan moaned at the thought and he lifted up in offering.
Oh, if Ryan only knew how much he made Rob want him, with just the simple
gesture of offering... He moaned and pressed forward, positioning himself at
Ryan's entrance, and oh god the heat of the boy's body with nothing in
between them burned...
Gasping softly, Ryan rubbed up against the tip of Rob's cock, wanting more.
"Please..." he moaned, just that simple touch burning him.
"Feel that, Ryan?" Rob moaned, pressing harder so the tip of his cock slid
inside his lover. "Feel my cock... you're so hot..."
"Ohgod, so are you," Ryan gasped, trying like hell to not just flip Rob over
and ride him. "Feels so good so far..." Rob was in him. Bare. Fucking
hell, they were finally joined perfectly. The thought made Ryan feel like
flying.
"Oh god..." Rob slid deeper into Ryan, gasping at the sheer heat of
his lover's body. The difference was incredible, and Rob hoped he could keep
from coming immediately. "Love you, baby, feel me in you, you're all
mine..."
"Oh, fu-- fuck," Ryan gasped, his body squirming under Rob's. "Fuck, I
don't know how long I can last," he managed, wrapping his arms tightly
around Rob's shoulders. "All yours, love you so much..."
Rob wasn't even all the way inside Ryan and he was so close. He'd
underestimated the intensity of making love without a condom. "Me either,
baby, try to hold back but if you can't, I won't punish you..." He was
panting now, so close...
"Okay," Ryan nodded, trying like hell to hold back. God, he'd probably come
the first time Rob pulled out and thrust back in. Not that he minded.
"Love you so much," he breathed, kissing Rob hungrily.
"Love you, baby," groaned Rob, fully inside Ryan now, and he paused to try
to get control. "You feel incredible," he gasped, knowing the words were
inadequate but trying anyway. He pulled out halfway and thrust back in, and
his eyes rolled back with the sheer sensation of it all. "Oh god..."
Ryan gave a strangled moan as Rob thrust into him, the heat of his bare
flesh almost burning inside him. He was so close already, so damn close, he
wasn't going to last much longer... "Rob..." he moaned, wrapping his legs
around the man's waist.
Rob knew they were both on the edge, so he started to thrust. "Oh god, Ryan,
so good, so deep inside you..." He gripped Ryan's hips as he thrust in and
out.
Christ, it was too much... The tip of Rob's cock brushed Ryan's prostate and
he cried out, coming hard.
Ryan's cries were incredible, and so was the way his body gripped Rob's cock
as he climaxed. "Love you, Ryan, my Ryan," he gasped, thrusting quickly
before he gave in himself. Screaming his lover's name, Rob filled Ryan,
coming inside him for the first time.
Ryan panted, moaning when he felt wet heat inside him as Rob came and he
arched under his lover, consciously keeping his muscles clenched around him.
"Love you, Rob... So very much..."
The difference was indescribable, coming inside Ryan with no condom, so hot,
so wet, so good. "Love you, baby," he all but sobbed, still coming. He
finally remembered to breath, leaning down to kiss Ryan. He didn't want to
pull out, and this time he didn't have to be careful. It was wonderful.
"My Rob..." Ryan finally caught his breath and he kept hold of his lover,
rubbing his back with one hand. "All mine..."
"And you're mine," he groaned. Fucking hell, was that what they'd been
missing all this time? He hadn't thought sex with Ryan could get any better,
but it had. They'd be lucky to leave the bedroom all weekend... He kissed
Ryan gently.
"Mhm," Ryan murmured, his eyes closed and a sated little smile on his face.
If just the first time was incredible, what would it be like once they
lasted more than a couple thrusts?
"Are you all right?" Rob asked softly, snuggling up against Ryan. "Sorry
that was so quick, but fuck." His language skills were not quite
recovered.
"Yeah, m'fine, just happy," Ryan whispered, snuggling close. "Love you so
much, I don't mind how quick it was... Just glad it was you." He smiled and
nuzzled Rob's cheek, purring happily.
Rob held Ryan close. They were both sticky and sweaty and they hadn't even
had dinner yet, but he'd never been happier. He knew no one would ever make
him feel this way. Just Ryan.
"We should order takeout and eat it on the couch. Otherwise we'll end up
fucking again," Ryan laughed, curled close in Rob's arms. "God, I love
you... Can never get enough of you, you know that, right?"
"That's good, because I'm never letting you go," promised Rob, holding Ryan
tight. God, but that had been mindblowing... "Can they deliver the food
right here to the bed?" he wondered, smiling.
"Good. I don't know... But we could cuddle up on the couch and watch a
movie," Ryan murmured, nuzzling Rob's neck. "Be fun." He'd be content to
just stay in the bed forever.
Rob purred, nuzzling Ryan's neck. "Ok, ok... just give me a few, ok? I think
I sprained my cock." He laughed. "You're amazing."
Ryan burst out laughing and buried his face in Rob's shoulder. "You're the
amazing one... If I rub your cock, will it make it feel better?" He
grinned, mostly teasing.
Rob groaned. "Give me a few minutes, ok? I'm older than you, remember..."
Plus, if Ryan did that, they'd never get dinner.
"Only by eight years!" Ryan protested, kissing Rob's chin. "I was teasing
anyway... I can do that later, after dinner and everything." He smiled and
patted Rob's hip before reluctantly slipping out of bed to get the phone.
"What do you want for dinner?"
Rob lay back, beaming up at his boy. "I don't care, you choose," he said.
What did he care about food when he had Ryan? "Love you, baby."
"Love you, too," Ryan smiled before he called the pizza place, ordering a
large veggie pizza. Then he hopped back into bed, snuggling up in the
warmth of Rob's arms. "It'll be here in about half an hour."
Rob grinned. "Hmm, whatever shall we do to kill half an hour?" He kissed his
lover deeply before he could answer.
"We could watch TV..." Ryan suggested once the kiss ended. He grinned,
though. He wasn't sure if the question was really a question or just Rob
being silly.
Rob laughed. "Or we could take a shower," he suggested. Ryan probably was
feeling unusually sticky right now.
"Yeah..." Ryan wriggled a little on the bed and nodded. "That would be
good. I feel kind of sticky." He hopped back out of bed and took Rob's
hands. "C'mon!"
Rob sighed and followed more sedately. "You have far too much energy," he
complained. "I did all the work," he added, waiting for the water to warm
up.
Laughing, Ryan kissed him softly. "That's because I'm young... And I love
you. And I'm hyper." He grinned and nuzzled under Rob's chin, leaning into
him as he waited for the water to heat. "Um... I did see some interesting
pictures when I found that site..."
Rob looked down at his lover. He hadn't looked through the whole site, so he
wasn't sure what that meant. "Like what?" he asked.
Ryan looked down, hesitating before answering. "You and your wife," he
whispered. He really didn't think she was all that pretty... Rob was much
prettier.
Oh fuck... "Almost ex-wife," he said automatically, but he knew that
wouldn't really help. "I'm sorry, baby. We all make mistakes." He pulled
Ryan closer. "I love you, you know that." He still felt vaguely guilty,
though he knew there was no reason for it.
"I know that, and don't be sorry. I just think you're much prettier than
she is. She looks like a hooker," Ryan answered, resting his head on Rob's
shoulder. In almost every picture he'd seen of the two of them, Marisol had
looked like a tramp and Rob always looked classy.
Rob laughed shortly. "She was always trying to change how I dressed, acted,
everything," he said. "She was never happy." He sighed. "I tried."
"I think you're perfect. You have great fashion sense and I think you're
wonderful and you treat me wonderfully. If she tried to change you, she
didn't love you." God, that woman didn't deserve him if she'd done that to
him.
Rob kissed Ryan, smiling. "You're sweet, baby. I love you so much. I thought
I loved her, but it felt nothing like this." He ran his hands down Ryan's
very masculine body. "She would never accept that I could be attracted to
men as well as women. If she knew we were together, she'd lose her little
mind." Not that he cared. He almost wanted to tell her.
Ryan grinned wickedly. "Maybe we should tell her... If she treated you like
that, she doesn't deserve a mind." God, he was so bad... "I love you, you
know that. I'm yours." He smiled and slid his hand down to one of Rob's,
taking it and lifting it to the ring at the front of his collar. "Collared
and all."
"I know, baby, and that makes me so happy," Rob said, touching the collar.
His collar. That Ryan wore willingly. It was so perfect. "And I'm not sure
she wouldn't go to the press, so maybe we'd better not tell her." Though it
would almost be worth the look on Marisol's face...
"I know," Ryan smiled. "It's up to you... I wouldn't want to give your
publicists more than they can handle." He grinned shyly and stepped into
the shower, letting the water move over him.
Rob followed, moaning at the feeling of the hot water. "I'm more concerned
about you, baby," he sighed. "Don't want to damage your image."
"I know, and I appreciate it..." Ryan answered, reaching for the soap. "But
I'm young... I'm just starting out. It's not like it would really matter
much." He smiled faintly and started to lather his hands.
Rob sighed, pulling the younger man closer. "I disagree, but let's hope we
don't have to deal with it, ok?" Not that they were exactly hiding... they
did live together, after all.
"Okay... I love you, Rob," Ryan murmured, sliding his arms around him.
"Now... Shall I wash you first?" He grinned and kissed Rob softly.
Rob smiled and said, "Sure... but I remember how this ended up last time. We
only have about twenty minutes until the pizza arrives!" he reminded Ryan.
Ryan laughed and squeezed Rob. "So why don't we wash ourselves, then?" he
asked, smiling. It wasn't like he minded. He started washing himself,
turning his back to Rob.
"Good idea," Rob said, grabbing the shampoo as he tried to keep his eyes off
Ryan's cute little ass. He just couldn't, and after he'd lathered his hair,
he slid his shampoo-covered hand right over one perfect buttock.
Ryan purred softly when he felt Rob's hand on him. "I thought you wanted to
keep our hands to ourselves?" he asked softly, smiling at Rob over his
shoulder. Not that he minded.
"You're irresistible," grinned Rob, but took his hand back so he could rinse
his hair. "And I love you."
"So are you," Ryan grinned, sliding one soapy hand between Rob's legs. "I
love you, too."
Rob moaned, already hardening from Ryan's touch. He pulled him close,
crushing his mouth to Ryan's in a wet soapy kiss. He was the luckiest man in
the world.
Ryan moaned into the kiss and stroked him slowly, just easing out to say,
"Fifteen minutes, baby..."
Rob was about to say, fuck the pizza, but he smiled. "Then I guess we'd
better stop...." But he really didn't want to stop touching his lover.
"Mm... Okay... Let's finish up." Ryan smiled and finished rinsing off.
Then he stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel to dry off.
Rob followed, grinning. He toweled off and pulled on sweatpants and a
t-shirt. The pizza would be here any minute, and he had to answer the door.
Ryan grabbed a pair of boxers and went to the kitchen to grab some iced tea,
then carried it out into the living room. He popped a movie into the DVD
player and curled up on the couch.
Right on time, the doorbell rang. Rob glanced back to make sure his lover
was decent, then went to pay for the pizza.
And there was the pizza! Ryan smiled to himself and moved over on the couch
so that Rob could sit down once he came in. His hand drifted up to play
with the ring on his collar, just out of boredom. He'd been doing that a
lot lately.
Rob brought the pizza back, setting it on the table and smiling down at his
boy as he played with his collar. "I love you," he said simply.
Ryan beamed and said, "I love you, too. Now c'mere, the movie's gonna
start." He grinned and pulled Rob down to sit next to him, cuddling up as
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