I Would Never Admit. Chapter Four: Willing to Try

By: x - - unwrittenMELODY

Next chapter with the story being AU (alternate universe.)
No vampires/vampaneze, no cirque, nada.
A story that focuses on Darren x Steve's relationship.

Okay, so, it's M for chapters containing: AHEMAHEM-content and language.

Here's another chapter. Love and beaches.
It's cute, to me.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the story. I never have, never will.

Happy reading!

As I tried to keep myself asleep a warm sensation rested on my cheek. I knew it was sunlight but I really didn't want to wake up. I felt a shifting movement next to me and my eyes finally cracked open. I practically had a heart attack as I saw that Steve was lying beside me, watching me. He jumped at my jump and he sat up, running his fingers through his hair.

"How did you sleep?" he asked me and I stretched, shrugging sleepily.

"Okay, I think…"

He smiled and I realized then that his hand was upon my own. My mind recapped all of last night and one thing struck me.

"Am I really the first guy you've been with?" I asked and he blinked then nodded.

"I mean, sex wise, at least," he replied, leaning his head on the wall above his bed.

"So you've done other things?" I asked curiously and he glanced over to me without moving his head.

"Yeah…" he replied and I propped myself up onto the pillow and bit my lip.

"Like, what things?"

He sighed softly before saying, "Making out, hand jobs and BJs."

My face heated up and I finally sat up myself, rubbing my arm. I only nodded and saw that he was staring at me from the corner of my eye. When I finally looked I could see the smirk on his lips and I blushed even darker and turned away.

It also didn't help that he even barley attempted to use the covers to cover him up. I placed my legs together to try and hide my growing need but it showed enough for Steve to tell.

"Want me to show you what I can do?" he asked me, his voice lowering to a seductive tone and I could feel the blush creep back onto my face and I shrugged.

"Oh come on… don't you want to experience it?" he asked and I looked back to him and without warning he had me pinned to the bed.

I trembled under the force and licked my lips, trying my hardest to hold back a moan. He kissed down my chest slowly causing me to whine in response. He then ran his tongue from my abdomen down and I arched, tangling my fingers in his hair.

Suddenly his mouth wrapped around me and my eyes widened and then squeezed shut. I tossed my head over to the side and moaned out loudly, finally looking over to him as I began to pant. All I saw was his head movements and felt him suck harder.

"Steve!" I gasped out and he tossed a look up to me and pulled his mouth away slowly.

I gasped from the loss of contact and he only smirked at me and leaned up to kiss me hard. I was so addicted to him, it was unnerving. This was only the start of something so much bigger.

Of course, this was only the beginning. Eventually everything became routine and even if I loved every moment with Steve, there was still this feeling of guilt that ran through me.

I still had a girlfriend who would happen to just pop up at the most unexpected times. Like once Steve and I took a shower together and he had me pressed into the tiles. It drug out from the bathroom to the kitchen floor and as if the devil had to punish me, she would come by (unannounced, by the way) and kill the moment.

What made it worse was that I just couldn't break it off with her. Even if she annoyed me and was a bit narcissistic, I had an attachment to her. Which Steve knew and hated, a lot.

So when I woke up that morning alone in my bed, I realized how quiet the apartment had become. It was about March now, which meant it was warm enough to go jogging. It was at least 4 AM and I slipped on my shorts and a shirt before making my way down the hallway. I didn't even hear Steve's light snores and walked slowly now, past his bedroom.

"That's weird," I mumbled to myself and shrugged it off, grabbing the apartment key and locked up behind me as I left.

I jogged away from the apartments and made it way off campus and made it back the boardwalk, stopping my jog a bit when I saw someone out in the water. Who in their right mind would be at the beach this early in the morning. I moved a bit closer and the person was surfing and pretty well, to put it simply. I identified him as male with brown hair. I was basically standing there, staring before the boy saw me.

"Darren?"

My heart stopped when I heard the voice and I stared with my mouth open. Your kidding? What was he doing here so damn early?

"Darren! Hey, come here!"

"STEVE IT'S, LIKE, FIVE IN THE MORNING!" I called out and he only waved me over, lying on the board on his stomach.

I jogged hurriedly over to him and he stood up, propping his surfboard in the sand and smiled at me. My heart fluttered, how nice. He pushed his bangs from his face which was clinging to it, much like how that wetsuit clung to his body. Goddammit, how can your abs be even VISIBLE in those things?

"You heard me?" he asked and I snapped out of it, looking up to his eyes as he gave me a curious smirk plucking his board from the sand.

"W-What?" I muttered and he grabbed my wrist, dragging me to the water.

"I said your gonna surf with me," he said and I was able to pull away before my flip-flops made it to the water.

"I don't know how to surf," I said hesitantly and he was already in the water before he turned to me.

"Oh?" he said, eyebrow raising and continued after sitting on the board, "looks like your gonna learn."

I stared at him with large eyes and mouth agape before managing out, "Your joking."

He smirked and stood up, pulling me into the water which I recoiled at.

"That's so cold!" I cried and he only pulled me again which brought me to pull away again.

He finally got impatient and picked me up, causing me to kick and yell in protest. Secretly, I was enjoying every minute of it and as he had me over his shoulder he tossed me into the water. I gave out a high pitched wail and shivered as the cold water got to my skin and I spit out at the salty taste in my mouth.

"Wakes you up, doesn't it Darren?" he asked and I looked at him with the best glare I could manage which caused a roar of laughter to flee him.

"Screw you, Steve!" I said, splashing water at him which got into his open mouth.

He spit the salty water out and splashed me back and the fight began. Soon I was drenched and giggling at his attempt to get me back. He spun me around, dunked me in the water and even got me to try surfing. Even with my failed attempts I don't think I have ever smiled so much before in my life. It was amazing.

As I laid on my stomach on his surfboard I looked at him and he floated next to me, hand keeping the board steady so I didn't fall off.

"See? Your not that bad of a surfer," he teased and I stuck my tongue out at him, pushing his shoulder.

"Sorry we're not all professionals, Steven," said his full name like a teacher and he tickled my sides, making it worse by keeping me on the board so I couldn't flee.

Soon his hands were just holding me and his face was close to mine. I looked into his eyes which were barley visible from his hair and leaned in. I kissed him gently, closing my eyes slowly and he kissed back. His tongue made way to my lower lip and my mouth opened and he took the opportunity to invade my mouth. I moaned softly and he pulled me off of the board and to his body and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He kissed me hard and pulled me closer and soon my back was to the sand and his hands were all over my body. He pulled away panting and then kissed me all over my neck and collarbone. I moaned softly when he nipped at my neck and even louder when he rolled his hips onto mine. I arched into him as he kissed and sucked at my neck, causing me to whimper and whine from underneath him.

"Your so soft..." he mumbled in my ear, his hot breath causing chills to run along my spine.

He slid off my wet shirt and kissed along my chest and I looked at him, nodding at his wetsuit. He placed my hands to his back and I felt a zipper under my fingers and slid it down slowly, running my hands along the material to bring it down. He cupped my face and kissed me again as I slipped the suit down and finally off of him. Soon we were both fully unclothed, bodies pressed into each other tightly.

As he ground his hips into mine we kissed hungrily and as much as we could, his hand gripping my hair and causing me to moan even louder then I had before. His hands caressed my inner thighs gently, lips to my jaw and to my neck and back. I grasped a hold of his shoulders and arched into his body, causing him to gasp softly.

"Darren..." he mumbled in my ear and I kissed at his face, nails gently raking down his back.

I shivered as he licked the shell of my ear and moaned in pleasure as he slowly slid himself inside of me. I tossed my head to the side and that even gave him better access for he was sucking at my neck hard. I cried out his name as he thrust his hips slowly, pulling out almost all the way and slamming back in.

"S-STEVE!" I cried out in ecstasy and my eyes screwed tightly shut as he pushed in deeper and harder.

"Ah..." he groaned and I opened my eyes slowly to see that his head was tossed back and his eyes were closed.

"Your so... dammit..." he groaned and looked down to me, moving quickly now and I could feel a blush slide onto my cheeks.

"So... what?"

"Dammit..." he said softly, biting his lip and leaned in close to my face and closed his eyes became half-lidded.

"Your too beautiful."

I blushed darker and he ran his finger's through my hair, pushing in as deeply as he could and my vision became hazy and my back arched and I moaned loudly.

"Steve..." I moaned loudly, it drawling out and I could feel my eyes rolling back as he continued to push in over and over.

"I love y-"

"STEVE!" I cried out, holding onto him and felt my vision blind me from behind my eye lids and he cried out only moments after me.

I opened my eyes slowly, exhaustion hitting me and I saw that Steve wasn't looking at me. His eyes were to the sand beside me and he was panting, face flushed. I raised a tired hand to move hair from his face and he looked to me, almost looking embarrassed.

"You love me?"

His face grew darker and he moved from me slowly and I whined at the feeling and he pulled his hair back again. He turned his head and shrugged his shoulders, sniffing.

"I'm no good with this... love thing, okay? I don't really know how it works," he confessed and I sat up slowly and made it to my knees.

"Steve..."

"Teach me?" he said gently and looked at me, trying to keep his pride in tact and I stood up, sliding on my shorts and handed him his wetsuit.

"Yeah. Only if your willing to try..." I whispered and he stood up and I leaned in and kissed him gently.

That day, everything finally began. I was ready, if he was.

So, yup. It's getting cuter,
but I will bring drama in soon enough.

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