Page 20 of Heaven on Earth

As I took another sip of water, Ciel’s nails brushed against me, sending a shiver down my spine. I barely managed to swallow the water before I lost it entirely. Ciel had moved his hand away in time, but my cum coated my underwear. I didn’t care now, not when I was using every muscle to keep myself upright in my chair, eyes open, and not so much as a peep from escaping my lips, but I would on the walk home.

“Well,” Teddy said, pulling his chair out and standing up. “I suppose I should start clearing the dishes. Ciel, Draven, did you get enough?”

Ciel and I exchanged glances. “Yes,” Ciel said, “I believe we’ve both had our fill. Thank you, Teddy.”

“Thank you both for coming over. I hope we can do this again sometime.”

“So do I,” I said a little too quickly.

Draven shot me a suspicious glare, but I glared back at him until he gave up. Did he know? Did my flushed cheeks give it away, or the dent in my lip where I bit down so hard I nearly drew blood all in an effort to keep quiet, or the shimmer in my eyes that was only present post-climax?

It didn’t matter now. We were finished, and now we got to go home and, if I was lucky, do it all over again.

16

CIEL

It was completely dark out by the time we left Draven and Teddy’s house. Ryan had a lightness to his step that he certainly didn’t have when we arrived, and it warmed my heart to know that I was the one who put it there.

“Did you have fun?” I asked him.

“What do you think?” he replied. “Of course I did, although I’m amazed we didn’t get caught. And what about you? Was it everything you hoped for?”

I smiled. “Yes, it was, and in fact, I think you’re ready for more.”

He stopped in his tracks and looked at me, his eyes gleaming under the moonlight. “What do you mean by that? Are we going to…because I thought you wanted to go home and get some rest?”

“Silly boy. I don’t sleep, remember? And you certainly don’t needyourrest yet.”

He hesitated. “That’s a lot for one night, though, don’t you think?”

“Not at all. Unless you’re too worn out?”

“No, I’m not,” he said quickly. “But let’s hurry back; it’s freezing out here.” He shivered and hugged his arms tightly around his midsection. If I’d had a coat, I would have offered it to him, but alas, I only had my robe and I was not in the mood to walk home naked tonight.

We hurried down the road to my house, Ryan’s steps quickening to keep up with my long strides. I’d turned off his vibrator long ago, once I’d had my fun with him, but the plug was still inside of him and now as we walked in silence, I contemplated turning it back on.

We reached my house before I had the chance to make up my mind, and as soon as we got inside, there was no time at all to pull out my phone and fiddle with the vibrator’s settings.

Ryan threw his jacket on one arm of the sofa and turned around, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into a kiss. I let him kiss me for a few seconds before breaking away and holding him at arm’s length.

“My, my, whathasgotten into you?” I asked, my smirk threatening to strip the moment of all its suspense.

“You,” Ryan replied, arching an eyebrow.

There was no denying that, but I was still in control tonight, and I intended to show him just how seriously I took that commitment.

“Come into the bedroom,” I said, letting his arms go.

They fell limply to his sides. “But I want you now.” His tone had a hint of whininess in it.

“You can wait a few minutes,” I insisted. “Come with me or I’ll boot your ass back out into the cold and you can find your own way home.”

His neediness and obsession with me was quite the change from the reluctant, supposedly straight man I’d met only a week earlier. I couldn’t complain about the shift in dynamics, however — quite the contrary, it was a dream come true for me.

I waited for Ryan in the bedroom, taking this moment to slip my robe off. Now, lying nude on the bed, we only had Ryan’s clothing to worry about. He emerged from behind the door a few seconds later, already working on unbuttoning his shirt.

He stopped when he saw me, his eyes roving over every inch. “I’ll never get over it,” he said, shaking his head.