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Skye felt a sense of satisfaction as Damen showed signs of enjoying what he was doing, even if he was blushing at the cheesy line that Damen spewed. Skye pouted as Damen pulled away, not complaining as Damen kissed him once again. Skye wanted to ask what Damen meant by those words but the words were soon forgotten as Damen moved to prove what he meant.

Skye’s breath hitched in anticipation as his body tensed. He let out a whimper as the tip of Damen’s tongue touched his arousal before letting out a strangled moan as heat engulfed him. Little moans escaped him constantly now as he threads his fingers through Damen’s hair.

“Ngh, Damen.” He breathed out on a moan, briefly wondering how people could stand to last this long.

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"This might hurt a bit, but I want to go all the way with you. Okay? I can't wait to feel you..."

"Get on your hands and knees,"

Skye moaned in complaint as Damen released his cock before he could come. He returned the kiss, thankful that he had experience in kissing. He groaned as he let the other play with his tongue. He looked into those golden green hues, and nodded. He had dreamed of this but the real thing felt oh so much better.

Skye moaned once again as Damen returned attention to his cock. He felt Damen rummage around for something. Nervous butterflies flitted around in his stomach as he returned Damen’s kiss. He wanted Damen to have his virginity, in any way, so bad and yet that fear was almost paralyzing.

His worries disappeared as warm lips wrapped around the head of his cock and refused to move. He bit his lip as he held in the urge to moan once more. He had thought that Damen moving was agonizing, he found something worse.

His body tensed of its own accord when it felt Damen’s finger trying to enter him. Skye returned his mind’s attention to his cock. He gasped as he felt the finger in him, a moan slipping past his bruised lips. Skye felt the gasp continue on one breath as another finger was added. How could such an odd idea feel so good? He thought with a strangled moan as the other started moving. Another finger was added and Skye couldn’t ignore the slight pain of being stretched so far. He knew that Damen would stretch him farther though. A few seconds passed before the pain subsided into pleasure and Skye was writhing in pleasure.

Just as Skye felt the familiar pooling in his lower regions, Damen stopped and told him to flip his position. Trusting Damen, Skye moved to his hands and knees. A deep blush heated his face as he realized he was exposed for Damen to see. He dropped his head in embarrassment. He forced himself to relax as he felt Damen move behind him. Damen’s voice helped him relax as a shiver ran down his spine. He bit his lip as pain shot up his spine, the attention to his cock barely distracting him. He waited for Damen to push all the way in to let his breath out.

He just had to get used to it and then everything would be heaven. Skye didn’t wait long before he moved against Damen. “Fuck me.” His tone pleading, though he hated that he sounded like a whore.

"I love you,"

Skye followed the hand like a lost puppy and kissed Damen. The position was awkward but the gesture still held every bit of sentimental meaning.

“I love you, too.” Skye whispered back before dropping his head. Sweat beaded his brow as he gasped with each thrust. With each thrust the pain lessened slowly replaced with pleasure. Whimpering at the mix of pleasure and pain, he could only imagine what Damen was feeling. Skye wondered if it was hard to hold back like he was.

Skye wasn’t sure how long it took for the pleasure to finally overcome the pain. He moaned loudly as he adjusted to the slow pace. Quickly it became frustrating. “Please…Damen, faster.” He begged, moving his body back against Damen’s to prove he wanted it.

Letting out a strangled cry as Damen shifted, Skye arched his back in pleasure. Damen slipped farther into him. The sensation tantalized his senses as he just let the feelings wash over him. Skye’s legs ached from being in one position for so long, but the thought was lost as Damen thrust into him.

Skye cried out in pleasure as Damen found his prostate. White stars exploded each time Damen hit that spot and Skye could only moan in pleasure.

Skye fell back against Damen’s chest with a gasp. The new position added to the pleasure that threatened to overcome in his stomach. He took one look at their reflection and came, his orgasm riding out as Damen continued to thrust into him until his own orgasm.

"Guess this isn't a dream. I would have woken up long before now."

'Thank god.'

"You have no idea how beautiful you are like that: naked and satisfied."

"We need to shower and then get some sleep. It is too late for you to go home, so you can just sleep in bed with me...but in case my parents decide to break their usual 'leave him the fuck alone' rule"

"Think you can behave if we shower together or do you want to scrub your own back?"

Skye nuzzled against Damen’s chest, breathing in the other’s scent. It was good even with the mix of sweat and other things. Skye blushed harshly as he realized exactly what he had done, not that he regretted anything. The sigh that left him was filled with satisfaction. He wrapped his arm around around Damen’s waist, content with just cuddling.

He looked at their interlinked hands with a smile. His was slightly paler from all the arm warmers he wore. He giggled as Damen whispered into it, scooting away. “Ditto”

Skye let Damen leave, rolling so he could watch the other. He felt utterly lazy. He blushed at the compliment, but nodded all the same. He returned the kiss, taking Damen’s hand to help him sit up. “Your parent’s actually leave you alone with the door shut now? Ugh, what time is it anyway?”

He caught the sweat pants, and rolled his eyes before following Damen to the bathroom. “The true question, is can you behave yourself? Besides, it’ll save water if we shower together. Whatcha’ thinking about?”

"I am thinking about whether or not it would be chauvinist to purposely walk behind you,"

"Two for the price of one: we save water and can scrub each other's backs,"

"Return the favor?"

Skye chuckled, knowing that Damen could probably behave better than he could. He yawned; surprised his muscles could still operate properly. He briefly wondered what time it was, thinking it couldn’t be as late as it felt. He let out a soft sound of surprise as Damen pulled him forward and spun him. Skye smiled as he leaned back into Damen. He watched as the other grabbed the soap.

Skye chuckled along with Damen as he stood still for the other to wash him. Skye would lie if he said Damen’s touch didn’t excite him just a bit, but he was too tired to care. He shivered as Damen’s hand slipped lower. He blushed just a little but otherwise tossed the feeling of embarrassment aside.

Skye took the cloth, before turning around to face Damen. “Of course”

He poured just a bit more soap onto the cloth before starting with Damen’s shoulders. He smiled as he continued to wash his lover. He didn’t take long washing away the dirt from Damen’s body. After he was finished, he looked at Damen. “Did I miss anything?”

"Yeah, you missed one spot."

"Right there!"

"See you in a moment, beautiful,"

Skye’s breath hitched as his hand was lead to parts that had his mind instantly in the gutter. His bated breath was let out in a gasp as wet cloth hit the side of his face. He blinked as the moment registered in his naughty mind. He glared at Damen before the contagiousness of laughter infected him. He stuck his tongue out before becoming shy as Damen’s head came closer to his.

Once again, his breathing decided to take an irregular pattern as warmth spread through him upon contact. He returned the kiss with the same easygoing passion. His hand rested on Damen’s shoulder. The tiny little sprays of water didn’t register, heck the entire world could be burning and he wouldn’t have noticed. He didn’t think that was such a good idea later when he remembered to breathe as Damen’s parents could have randomly decided to use the toilet.

His eyes remained closed a few seconds, already missing the warmth of having Damen pressed against him. He sighed softly in protest and in contentment, his eyes traveling with Damen as the other moved. “See you soon, love.” He whispered after the other, slightly surprised the word love had come out so easily.

He stayed in the shower a few moments longer, enjoying the lukewarm water. He had never been fond of extremely hot showers, often preferring cold ones. He had gotten used to the chilled water after ridding himself of unwanted boners over the years. Smiling, he began humming. Skye didn’t understand all the words, except the word “Cum” He had watched the live version and that had confirmed his sexuality in a heartbeat. The words began slipping out as he dried and dressed in the sweat-pants he had been given. He made his way into Damen’s room, singing the ending as he climbed into bed with Damen.

He paused in his singing to give Damen a chaste kiss before finishing the song. He nestled against Damen’s chest, his eyes drifting shut. “Hmm, what’s tomorrow?”

Spoiler:

"Tomorrow is Saturday, but today is Friday."

"You should come with me. Some of the guys and I decided to do a road trip. We're leaving Sunday and coming back in seven days..."

Ah, that’s right, how could he have forgotten the test he was sure he failed. He had studied a whole week for that test and he was sure the teacher had made the questions up as he had read the text book cover to cover.

A yawn escaped him as Damen’s breathing and body heat slowly lulled him. He wondered what his parents would say when he returned home tomorrow. Nothing, once they learned that he was with Damen again. They had always liked Damen, which would help once Skye came out to them. Skye felt the cold chill slither down his spine, his body shuddering on instinct, at the thought. His parents were unpredicatable, but his sister wasn’t.

Anna was the worst person about homosexuals. She hated them, plain and simple. She didn’t have a reason other than she thought they were disgusting beings trying to gain attention from the rest of the world. It didn’t matter that more than half the people who openly admitted to being homosexual were also bullied so much worse than classic nerd.

He let out a sigh as he nestled closer to Damen, curling his hands between their chest so he could get closer. “A road trip? Would your friends mind? I wouldn’t want it to be awkward because you brought me. Eh, we’ll talk about it tomorrow when we’re both awake.” He mumbled, kissing back a little sloppy as he fell asleep soon after.

"Hey, wake up babe. Sorry to make you get up so soon, but Mom and Dad will be up soon, so I figured I should warn you."

[[I am confused by the test mentioned at the start of your post? O.o School ended Thursday for them (the day before/when this first started) or is Skye in make up classes? O.o]]

Skye shifted as he felt the bed move, never escaping the tight bonds of the dream. Visions of blood spattered everywhere with a single woman in the room, flashed through his mind. The woman’s eyes were a pure black, and even though she was tied to a chair, Skye knew she had caused the deaths in the room.

Skye start as lips pressed against his own, shattering the dream. His heart beat in fear until Damen’s voice registered. He stretched his arms over his head before wrapping them around Damen’s neck sneakily, not. He pressed a quick peck on Damen’s lips before hugging the other. “Hmm, what a nice way to wake up.”

He shifted back, not really letting go so he could look at Damen. “Do we keep this, us, secret from your parents?”

It hurt just thinking he had to hide the fact that he was with the one he loved, yet he knew that Damen’s wouldn’t approve. He understood it was necessary, at least until each were old enough to move away from this hellhole.

Skye wasn’t sure where he was going after school, certainly a college for performing arts. He wasn’t sure after that though. Sighing, he pulled Damen down with him on the bed and just cuddled him for a few minutes.

When he was awake enough to function, he sat up, wincing at the slight pain in his rear. “Where are my clothes?”

"Just for now. Just until I can figure out how to tell them, okay? I promise that I won't turn you into a dirty little secret or anything like that. You're precious to me and I am so happy to have you...but you know how they are." 'They would kill me if they found out.'

Damen let himself be pulled down, but as hard as he tried to relax, he couldn't. He was just too paranoid about his parents bursting in. He knew, logically, that they wouldn't, but that didn't delude the fear. When he was released, he sat up and stretched, still sitting on the bed. Looking around, he grabbed Skye's pants and shirt off the floor, holding them out to him. With a devilish smirk, he said, [b]"No sign of your underwear, so you're going commando, baby."

"Sorry of Skye and I woke you up! We were a little tipsy and got in a fight."

"Skye?"

"Thank goodness. I thought it was one of your little sluts. It is good to see Skye coming around again, but you need to pray for forgiveness. The Lord doesn't approve of drinking.

"Yes Mother,"

"You shouldn't be drinking as well! You should pray that He forgives you."

[[The outlay of his house is posted on page one. I might be moving it to the first posts, so that it is easy to find later on.]]

Skye waited patiently as Damen thought. He wanted to wipe away the frown on the other’s face, sad that he was the one who had put it there.

Skye nodded, closing his eyes for a brief moment before looking at the other. He had expected the answer; it still didn’t stop the annoyment that they should have to hide it from their own family. He let his mind wander, refusing to focus on one thing.

He sat up with Damen, smiling when the other handed him his clothes. “Aww, those were my favorite pair, Damen. Alright, don’t yell at me if your parent’s get an eye full.” He teased as the other kissed him. He waited until Damen left the room before dressing. He looked around for his chains, finding them on the floor beside the bed.

He stood, slipping his pants on, wincing at how they hung on his hips. Damen was an ass and he was too lazy to actually look for his boxers. He put the chains on, shivering as the cold metal touched his skin, before slipping his coat on. He paused before deciding to steal one of Damen’s shirts. He walked to the closet and took a t-shirt and slipped it on under the chains.

He looked up as the door opened and rolled his eyes teasingly at the childish antics. He tossed his coat on the bed before walking out. He heard Damen’s voice along with Damen’s mother’s and headed in that direction.

Skye frowned, coming in at the end of the conversation. “I’ll remember to do so tonight.” He spoke as he took the chair that was kicked towards him. “How are you, ma’am?”

Skye had used to call Damen’s mother mom. He would have used the old term, but he wasn’t sure the relationship between him and Damen’s mom since he hadn’t been over in a while.

"I have been well. Since Ms. Hopkins moved, I took over the youth group. It has been quite the full time job."

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'Sure, he could be immature in front of his friend, but'

'he really didn't want his boy friend to think he acted like a kid.'

"Do you need any help?"

"What?"

"No. It was all but finished when you came out. I was just reheating."

"She thinks I'll set the kitchen on fire."

A smile tugged at the corners of Skye’s lips as he watched Damen lean across the table. The action was adorable, not that he would tell Damen.

Skye looked over as Mrs. McLuhan spoke, barely catching the look that passed over the mother’s face. He visibly frowned before he realized what he was doing.

Forcing a smile, Skye spoke in what he hoped was a innocent teens tone. “I’m sure, dealing with a bunch of rowdy kids.”

His gaze when to the table, a sense of awkwardness drifting over him as he toyed with the piece of paper in front of him. He knew of Mrs. McLuhan’s “borrowing.” It wasn’t like the town was huge. Gossip spread quicker than the event that was the main news. Sometimes that’s how it felt.

The lesbian couple came to mind causing him to wince horribly. He couldn’t help feeling that he had been a figure to speed up the disaster that had ruined their relationship.

He glanced towards the pale haired male, and a sense of dread washed over him. The dread wasn’t for himself, he could care less what happened to him. No, if something happened to Damen, he would be forced to murder someone.

The violent thought shocked Skye, causing him to jump when Damen spoke. A smile teased his lips as he watched the banter between Damen and his mother.

“I don’t blame her.” He teased, patting the other on the arm in sympathy. He pulled his hand back, wondering if the gesture had seemed odd.

How was he doing in school? What courses was he planning on taking next year? Had he picked out a college yet? What were his plans for the future?

"Skye and I have a lot we want to do today, so I won't be back until late."

"Just behave yourselves,"

"Come on! I wanna see if Jon and Mack are still game for the trip, plus I need to speak with Saysay before she leaves for camp."

And I want to get the hell out of here,'

Skye rolled his eyes at the face Damen sent him, noticing how the other watched Mrs. McLuhan. He also noticed the subtle shift away from himself. He masked the hurt that threatened to show and turned his gaze elsewhere. He knew that they had to keep the pretense that they were friends. He wondered how long he could take hiding the relationship before it became too much.

He ate what was given to him, never one to intrude on hospitability. He could see how Damen was kind of ignoring him, minus the occasional of handing him food. He had the mental image of them feeding of them each other. He coughed quickly taking a sip of water.

His attention was diverted as Mr. McLuhan started asking him questions. He answered each of them honestly. He felt, even if the questions were normal, that he was under interrogation from a father sizing up a courter for his daughter. He had the mental image of Damen in a dress and once again nearly coughed. He quickly ate was left for him and gave the plate to Damen.

“Thank you for the food, Mrs. McLuhan. I’m sorry to suddenly impose on you. I’ll try to inform you before I come over again.” He watched Damen out of the corner of his eye, looking up as the other spoke about leaving.

He walked to the door and waved good-bye to Damen’s parents. He couldn’t deny the sigh of relief as soon as he was away from them though. “Jeez, I felt like I was under a microscope for some reason, didn’t help that talking with your dad created the mental image of you in a dress.”

"Say what? Which one of us is the girl here?"

"You know, that is not something I wanted to know. Now I am going to wonder what you are thinking about every time you talk to my father."

"Do you want to stop by your house to get a change of clothes first? Then we can go meet with my friends. I am supposed to go see them at the mall in about an hour. We were going to discuss the minor details of our trip, such as a destination or if we are just going to free ball were we drive to. More that likely, we're going roll a die."

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“Well, you obviously, why else would it be so easy to imagine.” He teased, returning the one armed hug. He laughed when Damen told him he hadn’t really wanted to know. “Aww, but then I can’t share these brilliant ideas with you.”

Skye kept the smile on his face even after he was released. He understood that they couldn’t have PDA but damn it his heart didn’t want to listen to reason. He wanted to show the freaking world that Damen was his and no one else’s. The image of Damen kissing the girl so many years ago, when he had first figured out his feelings, came to the forefront of his mind.

He frowned, briefly wondering if Damen was going to keep fucking girls just to keep their relationship a secret

He shook his head mentally berating himself for having such thoughts. Damen may be a player or a whore with everyone else, but not with Skye. Skye refused to believe otherwise. He looked over as Damen spoke. “Yeah, I should probably put one of my shirts on instead of yours. Mom will probably be happy that you’re finally over again. She’s missed you. Anne will be happy as well. She has a crush on you.”

Skye felt an instant bolt of jealousy through him and didn’t bother hiding it. He frowned, taking the lead as he recognized the streets. He blinked in surprise as he realized they didn’t live that far apart.

Skye still lived in the same house, much to his mother’s disappointment. His mother hated the small town feel, even though she couldn’t deny that she loved the family feel. She hated the closed-minded bastards.

His father, on the other hand, hated the city. He sighed as he turned down his drive way opening the door. He was instantly enshrouded in arms.

“I told you to call if you were going to stay out all night. Oh, I hope nothing horrible happened to you.” His mother squished him to her, even though he was taller, and cooed over him before spotting Damen. “Oh, Damen.”

She pulled him into a hug. “I see Skye finally decided to have you over again.” She squeezed the two once more before releasing him. “I’ll leave you two be. Anne is out with her “new” boyfriend and your father is at work. Keep the noise level down.”

Skye rolled his eyes and quickly dragged Damen to his room. His room hadn’t changed much. His bed was still in the corner under the window and guitar equipment sat at the end. His clothes were in a closet and strewn on the floor in front of it. Posters of random bands, English, Asian, and European, were stuck all over his walls. The only thing that had really changed was his color scheme, black and sapphire blue.

“Welcome to my room, sit anywhere really.” He walked over to the closet and began rummaging through it.

Skye looked up as his mother shut his door and just stared for a moment. “Sometimes, I think she knows about my orientation and actually happy about it.”

He rummaged a bit more before settling on black skinny jeans and a navy blue tank top. He found a spiked necklace and some bracelets. He quickly changed, not really caring that Damen was in the room. He turned and went “Ta-da” before he walked over and hugged Damen.

”Yeah. I had to beg him to let me see his beautiful mother,”

”Your mother always was a crafty one. It wouldn’t surprise me...and she is probably happy that she doesn’t have to worry about grandchild from at least one of her babies,”

”Of course, we could always practice for creating kids...just in case?”

”But that will have to wait! Nathan, Demetrious, and Leo will be expecting me soon, and I don’t want to get on their bad sides, since I am going to be plus one.”

”I will see you later, ma’am! I should be around a lot more often, since Skye has gotten over his obsession with shaving me bald.”

Leave that for Skye to explain,’

Skye leaned into the warmth as Damen hugged him from behind. His body shuddered as he closed his eyes as images of the night before returned to the forefront of his mind. He smiled as he was released, feeling a bit cold without Damen to keep him warm. However, if he wanted to go on the trip with said person, he had better get a moving.

He followed Damen out the door, pausing to hug his mom goodbye after she hugged Damen as well, reprimanding him for calling her ma’am. He chuckled as she muttered about how it made her feel old. Wait, since when had Skye wanted to shave Damen bald? A horrified expression came over Skye at the thought of shaving away all those pretty pink locks. “Blasphemy! Bye mom.”

He walked in silence a few minutes, his thoughts running a mile a minute. He knew peace never lasted. How long until theirs crashed around their ears? He didn’t like the thought, shuddered at it even, but think of it he did. How else was he going to cope with it when the time actually came? Run straight into Damen’s arms that’s how. This had Skye smiling as he imagined it, though in his head he knocked the other male over.

“Are you sure your friends won’t mind my coming along?” Worry sport that he was, he couldn’t help asking to make sure. Even though he knew it would do little to ease his conscious. He wanted to tell the other that he could go without him, yet Skye didn’t want to be separated from Damen so soon. He felt like a freaking schoolgirl and that was so wrong in so many ways. One was he wasn’t a girl.

(((OOC: T_T I'm sorry it's so short, much shorter than yours. I'm also sorry it took me forever to reply)))