Chapter 21

Kyan pushed his door open and led Thom in. Hundreds of tea lights had been scattered around the room- their flames flickering madly. A hot bubble bath awaited them in the bathroom.

"What…" Thom walked across the room in amazement. He gripped the container of strawberries that had yet to be eaten.

"I'll give you three guesses."

"Jai, Ted and Carson."

"But it was my idea," Kyan purred, grabbing Thom's shirt and pulling him towards his body.

"I don't deserve all this romance," he said.

"Aren't you the one that always said things are better in candlelight?"

"I…" He wrapped his arms around Kyan's shoulders. "I'm usually the one doing this. I don't think anyone has ever done something like this for me."

"Then how can you say you don't deserve it," Kyan whispered, resting his forehead against Thom's. "Especially from me. After everything…"

"Shh.. don't get all sentimental on me."

"I can't help it," Kyan breathed. "I want everything to be perfect. I want you to have everything."

"I have you, don't I?"

"Yes."

"Then I have everything."

"Thom…"

Kyan's fingers worked their way down Thom's shirt, releasing each button slowly, carefully. His fingertips brushed against skin, making Thom succumb to low, guttural moans.

"Come on," Kyan whispered, taking his hand once he completed his task.

"Wait… you can't stop there."

"I’m not." He leaned down and kissed Thom's heaving chest lightly. "Trust me."

Thom's grip on the dessert turned deadly as he allowed Kyan to lead him into the bathroom. "Smells like roses," he muttered.

"The bath," Kyan whispered, prying the container from his hand. He placed it on the edge of the tub.

"I don't think we can both fit in there," he observed.

"I think we'll manage."

Kyan pushed the draped shirt off Thom's shoulders, then leaned over and nibbled on his neck as his hands tugged at Thom's belt.

"God, you are driving me crazy," Thom groaned, rolling his head back.

Kyan smiled, but didn't answer him. His tongue lapped at his skin, while he got the belt loose and tossed it to the tiled floor. Flawlessly, he unsnapped the jeans and pulled the zipper down. Instantly, Thom bucked against his hand.

"Slow…" Kyan whispered, lifting his head and wrapping his arm around Thom's neck.

"No," he mumbled.

Kyan cupped his hand around the hard length, sending the denim fabric to gather at Thom's ankles.

"I want you." Thom groaned as Kyan's lips raced over his. "I need you." His voice was strained.

"Kiss me."

"I love you, Ky…"

A small whimper escaped Kyan as their mouths melded together. Their tongues twisted in a sea of passion. Thom's hands disappeared under Kyan's shirt. He felt his lover's skin cover in gooesbumps, making him hardened even more. He inched the soft fabric up to reveal the toned muscles, the perfectly cared for skin.

"Let me take it off," Kyan muttered.

They barely pulled away as the cloth came over Kyan's head and landed on the floor. Within seconds, Thom had the jeans off Kyan's hips.

"Bath…" Kyan whispered.

"Bed," Thom countered, his eyes twinkling.

"Now, now," he scolded, stepping away from him. "Patience, my dear."

He groaned painfully. "You are killing me."

Kyan pulled off his boots and the rest of his clothes. "You can stand there and watched me," he challenged, stepping into the warm water. "Or…" He turned to face Thom. The flickering candlelight danced off his bronzed body.

"My God…" Thom hissed.

"What?" he asked, tilting his head

"You are unbelievably… gorgeous."

Kyan watched as Thom stepped out of his shoes and pulled off his jeans and boxer-briefs.

"How…" Thom started towards him.

"How what?" Kyan coaxed, running his eyes over Thom's body. His stiff cock was pressed against the soft stomach, and Kyan felt his knees quiver.

"You find this attractive?" Thom indicated his broad shoulders and slightly thick middle.

"Don't start that," he whispered, reaching out for Thom's hand. "You act like you are as big as a house, which you are far from. You have great muscle tone." He used his other hand to trace down Thom's chest. "A slim waist with the right amount of softness that I can cuddle into." He rounded his arm around Thom's body. "Tight, firm ass…" He rested his palm on his butt and squeezed lightly. "Beautiful eyes… sultry, pouty lips… sexy, raspy voice." Brushing his lips with his. "You are amazingly perfect."

"Are you coming onto me, Kyan Douglas?"

"Are you biting?"

Thom raised an eyebrow, then leaned over and took a patch of skin in his mouth, clasping his teeth around it in a slow, seductive nibble.

"I guess so," Kyan breathed, swaying a little and gripping Thom's hand to keep himself from falling over. "Get… get in the tub with me."

Thom chuckled as he lifted his head, seeing Kyan flushed. Feeling that Thom was studying him, Kyan pulled away from him and quickly, sank in the scented water.

"Now, why did you go and do that?" Thom asked, stepping in.

"Do what?"

"I happened to be enjoying the way you looked just now."

"Stop it," Kyan said, feeling embarrassed.

"I think I found a hidden, guilty pleasure," Thom growled.

"No," he denied as they shifted around in the water so that Thom was sitting between his legs.

Kyan draped his arms over Thom's shoulders and wrapped one leg around his. Hypnotically, he traced circles with his fingertips over Thom's chest until the man was practically purring.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Thom muttered contently.

"Tell you what?" His voice was hushed.

"That you like to be bitten."

"I never said that."

"Hmm," he sighed. "I guess I should've known after what happened in the elevator." He started to run his hands up and down Kyan's legs. "It didn't feel too bad."

"Look, I don't like---"

"Ky," Thom said. "There's nothing to be ashamed of…"

"I'm not ashamed- I don't like to be bitten."

Thom proved his point by arching his head back and carefully biting below Kyan's chin. The water sloshed around them as Kyan squirmed. His head lopped to the side, and he groaned. Thom could feel the stiffening of Kyan's cock in the small of his back as he continued to roll the skin between his teeth.

"Damn, I think I'm turned on as much as you are," Thom panted, when he pulled away, dipping his hand underneath the water and behind him. His fingers brushed against Kyan.

"Don't." Kyan sucked in his breath.

Thom didn't listen and ran his thumb on the underside of the head.

"We'll be sitting in come in about two seconds if you don't stop," Kyan warned between clinched teeth.

"Okay, okay," he said, letting his hand float away. "Are you going to continue to deny it?"

"No," he hissed, trying to take a deep breath. "I don't like it all the time though."

"Oh?"

"Certain time, certain mood…"

"Certain person?"

Kyan curled his hand into a fist. "Something like that."

Thom lifted up and turned his head to him. "Are you okay?"

"Fine."

"Wow… I mean, Wow- that really got you…."

"Well, isn't there that one thing that gets you all hot and bothered?" Kyan snapped.

"Oh my god, you are so cute," Thom crooned, leaning in and kissing him on the lips quickly.

"Don't mock me."

"I'm not mocking you. You are adorable."

"Great," Kyan seethed. "Not only do I feel like I'm ready to explode, my boyfriend is making fun of me."

Thom reeled back.

"What?" Kyan asked, seeing his reaction.

"You just referred to me as your boyfriend."

"Well, what the hell else am I going to call you! Since I've told you I love you, I think we are passed the "dating" stage."

"I know, I know! It just took me off guard for a second, all right? It's been a long time since someone has…."

Kyan rolled his eyes a little. "Will you stop talking and get back over here? I'm getting cold."

This time Thom did mock him, but settled back into his spot, finding that Kyan had lost his erection. He grimaced in disappointment.

"Don't worry, it'll come back," Kyan whispered.

"I could use my teeth again," he offered.

"Don't even think about it."

"Will you do something for me?" Thom hummed.

"God, what?" He dreaded the worse.

"Play with my hair."

"You'll fall asleep," Kyan said.

"No, I won't. I promise." He licked his lips. "Please…"

"Lord, you know I can't resist you!" Kyan swore, then diving a hand into the thick mess. He stroked the soft strands and listened to Thom sigh. "Feel good?"

"Yeah."

"Thom?" he asked after a couple of seconds of silence.

"Hmm."

"What's your one thing?"

"One thing what?" he answered, softly.

"You know- that completely gets you horny."

"Furries," he said without a beat.

"Furries?"

"Yeah, you now, dressing up in animal and mascot costumes, complete with the big furry heads and oversized feet."

"What!"

Thom cocked an eye open.

"That's disgusting, Filicia!" Kyan expressed. "You can't be serious."

"What if I am?"

Kyan was mortified and tried to imagine Thom dressed up in a bear costume and getting turned on by it.

"Your face!" Thom howled in laughter. "That's classic. Oh my god!"

"You are such a bastard," Kyan said, splashing water at him.

"I can't believe you even thought for a second…" He laughed hysterically.

"You were acting so serious about it! How did I know!"

"Oh, you knew," Thom sighed. "I'm a freak, but not that much of a freak." He wiped his eyes. "That was too damn funny!"

"I don't like you anymore," Kyan huffed, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Ah, sweetie," he babbled. "Don't get all defensive."

"I was trying to… ugh, never mind."

"Oh, don't be such a baby," Thom said, prying his arms apart and coercing his way back into them. "You know it was funny."

"Hmm," Kyan said, reluctantly.

"Are you not going to play with my hair anymore now?"

"I don't think I should!"

Thom chuckled. "Okay, I'll answer you seriously- will that make you happy?"

"Yes," Kyan said matter of fact.

"Alright, good god. Physically on my body the area where my legs meet my butt… " He groaned. "Caressing me there…."

"Yeah?"

"Hell, yeah. That drives me insane. But it has to be a light, feathery touch, which is the complete opposite to what else I like."

Kyan's interest was peaked. "What's that?"

"Fingernails."

"Fingernails?" He paused. "Fingernails how?"

"Like up and down my back, to the point of leaving marks."

Kyan glanced at him. "Really…"

"Really," he said. "But like you- certain time, certain mood…" He rolled his head to the side. "Certain person."

Kyan kissed him quickly, then started to twirl Thom's hair around his fingers again.

"And you know what else," Thom breathed, circling his arm around Kyan's neck.

"What?"

"Leather."

Kyan wrinkled his nose in confusion. "Leather?"

"Well, not like freakish leather- no body suits and face masks or anything. But wearing leather pants… having sex on a leather couch."

"Have you before?" Kyan ventured.

"Once."

"With?"

"Not important." He kissed him. "When you wear those leather pants---" His sentence was cut off by Kyan's hand making its way around his growing cock.

"Seriously?"

"You are feeling it," Thom muttered. "When we taped Richard's episode, I had a three-day erection."

"Damn, I wish we were together then," Kyan vocalized, brushing his fingertips over him ever so slightly.

"We would've been fired."

"I wish I would've brought them with me. We could've… I would've kept them on while we…"

"Ky," Thom growled.

"There are probably some in wardrobe," he whispered.

"Keep talking like that and I will use my teeth," Thom threatened.

Kyan practically jumped out of the tub. "Okay, okay! Not another word. Conversation is over. Not saying a thing… la, la, la, la."

"This is stupid," Thom said. "Why are we trying not to turn each other on? Isn't that the point?"

"Strawberry?" Kyan offered, fiddling with the container.

"Ky…"

He took the double dipped fruit and held it out to Thom, who bit into it.

"Tonight is about me making love to you," Kyan said, softly. "If you start nibbling on me--"

Thom reached over and plucked a strawberry from the bunch. He fed it to Kyan and finished the sentence. "It'll be over way too fast."

Kyan lowered his eyes and nodded.

"When we get home," Thom said, feeding him another one. "One night…"

Kyan swallowed forcefully. "Leather."

"Teeth."

They kissed, licking the sticky juice from each other's lips.

"And nails," Kyan murmured.

Thom cupped Kyan's cheek and drew him into a long, tantalizing kiss.

"I don't want to wait anymore," Thom breathed when they pulled away.

"Me, either."

The strawberries tumble to the floor as the two of them scrambled out of the tub. Kyan reached down to pull the stopper from the drain, then took Thom's hand. They stepped over the piles of clothes and entered the candlelit room. Slowly, Kyan led him over to the bed.

"Shit," he hissed when they both lay down.

"What?" Thom asked, alarmed.

"The gel… it's in my suitcase."

"I'll get it. I'll get it." Thom said, putting a hand on Kyan's chest so he wouldn't get up. He leaned down and gave him a tiny peck before skirting away.

Kyan propped himself up on his elbows to watch Thom dig through his half-packed luggage. Getting frustrated, he began tossing clothes onto the floor.

"Impatient?" Kyan asked.

"Just a little." He chuckled. "Ah! Found it."

He hopped back to the bed, tossing the tube onto the sheets, then crawling after it, collapsing on his side with his back to Kyan. Just as he went to turn over, Kyan rolled over and wrapped his arms around him. His leg ran up Thom's while his arm slid down his waist. He brushed his lips over his earlobe, making Thom moaned wildly. Reaching up, Thom wrapped his arm around the back of Kyan's head and pulled him closer.

"You're so beautiful," Kyan moaned, seductively.

Thom turned his head so their lips could meet. They kissed as Kyan's fingers found their way to Thom's stiffening cock. Teasingly, his fingertips ran over the head, causing Thom's body to jolt. The grip Thom had on the back of his head tightened in anticipation. Raising himself up on his other arm, he guided his leg between Thom's, coaxing them apart. As his knee cradled Thom's cock, Thom kicked his head back and groaned uncontrollably.

"Like this?" Kyan whispered, sliding his hand down the hard, sticky shaft.

"Yea…" He gulped in air, lifting his leg over Kyan's so he could felt Kyan's penis pressing against his ass.

Thom's back was pressed into Kyan's chest. Their skin was hot- their blood rushing. Kyan rubbed himself across Thom's thigh, leaving a wet trail. He pulled Thom out of his hand slowly at first, then faster until Thom was withering against him.

"I want you inside me," Thom gasped. "Please, Ky…."

"In a second," Kyan sighed. "I like touching you. Feeling you. Looking at you."
He nuzzled his nose against Thom's ear. "I want this to last forever."

Thom throat tightened, hearing it in his voice that he wasn't even talking about the sexual act. He opened his eyes as he tilted his head down. Their eyes met, and Thom's breath seemed to leave him.

Kyan slowly released him and reached for the gel that rested next to Thom's body. Helpless with only one arm to work with, he struggled to open the tube. Suddenly, Thom's hand was over his. Their eyes smiling at each other as they both got the cap off and filled Kyan's palm.

"Relax," Kyan whispered, pulling his leg out from between Thom's and guiding his hand in its place.

"I am."

Kyan kissed him, softly and tenderly, once his fingers reached their destination. Thom arched his body away from Kyan's just a little to give him more room and to raise his butt up. Patiently, Kyan worked the tight opening with smooth, stroking circles, pressing ever so lightly until the muscles loosened. Sliding his finger into constricting rings, he held it there, waiting to feel Thom relax.

"More," Thom moaned, then continuing with the kiss.

Kyan rotated his finger deeper into Thom, then carefully slid another one in, making the gel that coated them ooze between their flesh. Thom's anus eagerly sucked at Kyan's fingers, and his hips pressed into Kyan's hand.

"How long has it been?" Kyan breathed, lifting his lips away.

"What do you mean?"

"I can feel…. "

Thom swallowed.

"You don't have to answer me," Kyan assured him, quietly. "But if you don't want me---"

"I do," he said, raising his chin to kiss him. "I trust you… I love you."

Their kiss started where it had left off- heavy and passionate.

Kyan massaged his fingers in the opening until he was sure Thom was ready. His mind was swimming as he inched his body up, then rolled Thom's hips over. He pulled his fingers out to guide his throbbing cock. The tip of his penis touched the puckered opening, and Thom gasped, throwing his head back.

Thom's jaw dropped, and he cried out in ecstasy. He reached behind him and dug his nails into Kyan's hip.

"Christ, I can't… you are so tight," Kyan moaned, dragging his hand back around Thom. "It feels…."

Thom pressed back into him, feeling Kyan sink deeper. "How does it feel?"

Kyan rubbed Thom's cock in his palm. He flicked his tongue over Thom's earlobe, making his lover moan in pure sexual emotion. Cautiously, he pulled himself slightly out, then buried himself back in, rocking his hips against Thom's. He was captivated by Thom's rumbling, carnal moans. It was if Kyan had released something in him.

"Tell me," Thom murmured. "Tell me how it feels."

"Hot…" he hissed. "Aching…"

"Ky."

"Heaven… " His lips brushed against Thom's ear.

"More…"

Kyan could see he was trying to gain control of himself. Selfishly, Kyan tried to make it impossible. He wanted nothing more than to see Thom come, to feel him come all over the sheets- his hand. Pumping Thom's cock in his palm and racing his fingers over the pulsating tip, he grew bold and increased his thrusts inside of him. He hoped, as he felt his shaft quiver, that he would be able to hold on. The way Thom felt around his cock was something he hadn't felt in a long time- almost untainted, untouched. It was slowly driving him to the brink of unruly release.

"Talk to me," Thom panted.

The request shocked Kyan. The past two times they had been together, not once had Thom asked him to say a word. He could feel Thom buckling beneath his hand, and knew it wouldn't be long.

"Please… " he begged.

Kyan licked his lips, swallowing. "Dirty?"

Thom's head shook furiously, rotating his hips onto Kyan's cock.

"I…" Kyan shuddered, feeling his balls tense and the rush up his shaft. "I'm coming…"

"Faster."

Kyan didn't think twice and stroked Thom to the point of no return. The tip of his penis touched the spot, and Thom's back went rigid.

"Forever. Forever," Kyan chanted. "I’m yours forever."

"Kyan," Thom clinched. "Yea…"

A clicking sound started in the back of Thom's throat, and his body jolted. He grunted as he came- long and hard- pouring himself over the sheets, over Kyan's hand.

Delicately massaging Thom's cock, Kyan pushed forward one final time, letting the climax overtake his body. He shivered, snapped his head back, and growled. The feeling raced over his entire spine, and he shot the hot release into Thom. He swore he blacked out for a second.

"Ky, I love you," Thom gasped, catching his breath and reveling in the feeling of his lover's orgasm inside him. "I love you…."

"I love you," he said, breathlessly, realizing where he was- and what had happen. He was throbbing in sexual contentment. The arm that he had propped himself up on shook madly in exhaustion. He gave into the sudden fatigue and collapsed onto the bed.

Thom groaned in satisfaction and shifted to his back. "You wouldn't want to switch sides, would ya?"

"Huh?"

"It's all wet over here now."

"Ugh, good god," Kyan grunted. "Here." He slid over as far as he could without teetering over the side of the bed and pulled Thom to him. "Better?"

"Yes, thank you." He rested his head on Kyan's chest, coaxing him.

"What if I'm too tired…" Kyan whined.

"I wouldn't believe you." He twisted around so he was looking at him. "Please?"

"Don't look at me like that," he groaned, watching Thom's eyes turn into puppy dogs.

"Please, please, please," Thom begged, innocently.

"Alright! Alright! As long as you stop looking at me like that." He ran his fingers through Thom's hair, rubbing his nails against the scalp. "Happy now?"

"Um, hmm…"

"Cripes, I have to stop giving you what you want all the time. You'll be spoiled."

"I already am," he sighed. "Feels good."

"This or… that?"

"Both- in different ways, of course."

Kyan hesitated before continuing. "How… how long had it been?"

Thom's eyes fluttered, knowing the question had been coming. "Years. Probably about seven or eight- I don't know. But nothing bad happened to me or anything like that. I just found I liked being in control- being the top, if you will. It made it easier when… when I just had a fling."

"A one night stand," Kyan clarified.

"Yeah. It made it easier to walk away, I guess." He cleared his throat and looked away.

"So… why tonight? Why let me? Why trust me with that when-- well, you don't know if I'm going to walk out that door in the morning."

Thom kissed his chest softly. "You've might of hurt me outside the bedroom, but never once have you hurt me when we have made love. I wanted you to know that I trusted you." He wrapped his arm around Kyan's waist. "I know you won't leave in the morning because I believe you when you say you love me."

"I do love you," he barely whispered. "And I won't leave you."

Thom felt his pause. "But…"

"Well, technically, I will leave you in the morning. I'm going to Wisconsin with Jai." He grinned.

"Bastard," he hissed, teasingly.

Kyan ruffled his hair. He watched as Thom closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep.

"Ky…" he breathed.

"Hmm?"

"I know you have another question." He licked his lips. "Ask me."

He shook his head. "It's nothing."

Thom smiled lazily. "Yes."

"Yes? Yes, what?"

"Yes, I liked it. And yes, I want you to do it again."

Kyan sat up slightly. "How did you---"

"Are you kidding me? I know you too well. We've spent almost every waking moment together- or have you forgotten?"

"I'm trying to."

Thom smacked his leg playfully. "That's not nice."

He sighed, then tugged on Thom's arm. "Come here."

"What?" Thom opened his eyes to find Kyan looking at him with such intensity that it sent a warm shiver down his body.

"Come here," Kyan muttered again, shifting his body to pull Thom on top of him.

He followed his tactics and settled between Kyan's thighs. Their bellies rest against each other, and Thom pressed his forehead against Kyan's.

"Are you…?" Kyan breathed, draping an arm over Thom's shoulders. He kept his other hand rummaging through his hair.

"Am I what?" he whispered, then kissing him lightly.

"Are you sure you liked it?" Kyan quivered.

"Ky," he groaned. "Why are you so---?"

"Just answer me." Kyan dragged his leg around Thom's and drawing him closer to him.

Thom's nose nudged his. "Let me kiss you."

"Do you want me to do it again?" he continued.

"Yes…." He ran his tongue over Kyan's lips. "Please…"

"Okay." He tilted his head back, a hint of teasing behind his eyes. "Give me a couple of seconds…"

Thom chuckled quietly, then joined their lips in a loving embrace

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