It went like this.
Erik and Charles would go out for walks or coffee and sometimes, if Erik was lucky, Charles would come home with him. They'd go to Erik's room, Charles on his back and Erik looming over him. Erik would start to kiss him and he'd slowly strip Charles of his clothes. Erik loved this part almost more than touching. ALMOST. He'd take in the sight of pale skin and flush. Erik would take his own clothes off while Charles just watched and when he was done, Erik laid down on top of Charles to rub their bare cocks together.
Charles would arch up into Erik and sigh out a tiny barely there moan. Erik, leaning down, would claim pink lips and assert himself. Their body heat mingled together as one, but at the back of Erik's mind he knew they weren't "one", so to speak. Maybe mentally, but not the way Erik wanted. He wondered if Charles wanted it too.
Erik thrusted his hips against Charles, just brushing his cock up along the entrance of the brunette's body. Charles practically purred when Erik would do that. Their tongues clashed and probed, fighting for more of each other's taste, that caused Charles to whimper with want.
Erik left the breathless mouth and smiled slyly. He'd kiss, lick, and nibble a trail down Charles' stomach until he reached the hot, flushed skin of his groin. Eyes scanning the slightly pink flesh and hand wrapping around the base, eliciting out a gasp from above. He stuck out his tongue and licked the tip. Charles shivered bodily and moaned at the contact.
His tongue wrapped around hot, aroused skin and teased the slit. Charles' legs squirmed in the sheets and his body twisted around in every direction imaginable. Erik lowered his mouth slowly, taking every inch of Charles in. He liked going slow. He loved the noises Charles made, but loved teasing him more.
Erik bobbed his head up and down, looking up to make sure Charles was watching him. And he was. Blue eyes, fogged over with lust, twinkled with pleasure and practically pleaded with Erik to go faster. But Erik didn't play that way.
He took his time with Charles and after it was finished, Charles would check his phone. Several missed calls and texts from Alex, asking where he was and telling him they NEEDED to practice. Charles would reluctantly get out of bed and get 'd kiss Erik goodbye and leave...
And that's how it went for awhile between them.
Erik had been working at Shaw's Sharp Records for a few weeks now. The customers were bearable and Raven was polite to him. But the owner, Sebastian Shaw, was a little... Intimidating. He didn't speak much and seemed a little firm at times. He gave Erik the cold shoulder most of the time, but Raven assured him that it took some time getting used to it.
"Does he not like me or something?" Erik said to Raven, as he closed the register.
"I don't think it's like that... After all, he did hire you," Raven said.
"Then what is it?" Erik was getting confused now and, perhaps, a little agitated.
"Maybe he just hates young people?" Raven guessed. She walked around the counter to check out a customer.
"Then why the hell is he running a record store? The majority of people who come here ARE young," Erik replied.
Raven handed the customer their change and told them to come again soon. She turned to Erik and shrugged one shoulder, uncertain.
"He likes me..."
That didn't answer Erik's question but he decided to drop the subject. If he didn't like him, oh well. At least he had a good paying job. That was enough for him.
Shaw came out from the back office. Erik and him connected eyes and Shaw gave him a look that Erik didn't recognize. It was kind of like a "I'm watching you" look. Erik thought that maybe he had trust issues with new employees. Raven had been working here ever since she was a freshman in highschool and she was now nineteen. Maybe that's what Shaw's beef was. Erik nodded once to Shaw and he acknowledged it. Well, that's a start. At least he could pretend him and Shaw were on the same page.
Other than the whole "Gaining Shaw's acceptance", Erik actually enjoyed working here. He could listen to all kinds of music all day and talk to Raven. Some music he had to admit was actually pretty good, but others he didn't find any serenity in. But he was finally opening up to music instead of brushing it off, which was a great feat for Erik.
Sometimes Hank would pop in for a minute and give him a hard time and once in awhile Sean came to notify him about upcoming gigs or probe him about his relationship with Charles. Erik didn't mind much. He knew Sean was cool with him and Charles being together, in fact he encouraged it. Sean liked Erik and trusted him and if he made Charles happy, even better.
And at the end of the day, when business slowed down, him and Raven would lock up and hug each other goodbye. Raven usually walked home because she liked the night air, but still, Erik would offer a ride. He came to like Raven and Sean and Alex (who he still called Blondie from time to time) because they were good people and he enjoyed their company. Although sometimes Raven would make advances and Erik shot her down each time. She didn't know about Charles, or the fact that he liked men, yet. He decided to just let things take it's course, and if she looked at him different, then he'd just have to accept the fact that not everyone was as open-minded as Sean.
She didn't seem the type of person who judged, but he wouldn't like the disappoint etched across her face when she realized she didn't have a chance with him.
Erik would swing by a gas station after work and pick up a few snacks and he'd go by Alex's house to watch them practice. They'd jam for awhile, since Alex's neighbors were hardly ever home, and when they took a break they'd chat over their snacks and sodas. Sometimes Charles would steal him glances and excuse himself to the bathroom. Erik would follow him every time, whether it was an invitation or an actual potty break.
Erik shut the door behind them and locked it for good measure. Charles would push himself onto the counter and Erik would stand between his spread legs. They'd make out and rub up against each other for an extended amount of time until Alex would come knocking on the door, claiming they both been gone for at least a half hour. They stop immediately and tidy themselves up. Charles would laugh weakly as he gave Erik one last kiss.
Charles and Erik returned to the garage they were both hot and flustered, Sean saw this and grinned ear to ear knowingly. But Alex was still kind of a stick in the mud and he'd roll his eyes scoffing.
"Can we get back to the song now, please?" Alex asked irritated.
Charles picked up his acoustic guitar and tuned it up a bit.
"Don't get your panties in a bunch, Blondie," Sean mocked playfully.
"I'm sure you and Hank are all over each other when he's around," Erik remarked.
Alex got a sour look on his face. "We do not!" He scowled.
Sean and Charles started cracking up. They weren't stupid. They knew all about Hank and Alex, even if they weren't informed directly.
"Oh please, you guys are practically attached to each other's dicks," Charles said between laughs.
"How would you know?" Alex defended. His face was a deep red now and it looked positively hilarious. Alex never looked like this. He was always calm and collected. He kept secrets and he was probably the most serious one of the band.
"Because Erik and I are the exact same way," Charles said half serious.
Alex seemed to calm down a little. "You... You guys don't mind?" He asked shakily.
"Are you kidding?" Sean giggled. "They're gay," he gestured towards Erik and Charles with a flailing hand. "Who cares? Different folks, different strokes." Sean picked up his drum sticks and put his hands on his hips. "Are we gonna practice or not?"
Alex stumbled for his bass and Erik sat down to watch them. Charles played a few chords to warm up and started.
~Life was fun life was great,
Til I made my big mistake.
Oh no, it never happened to me.
Life was short life was sweet,
I was thinking as I hit the street.
I could hardly believe,
I could scarcely conceive.
But I had gone out the window,
I had gone out the window,
I had gone out the window~
And every so often during the song Charles or the others would mess up. This happened a few times and Charles seemed to be a little frustrated. They chose to call it a night and pick it up tomorrow. Charles didn't feel like quitting so soon, but he was tired and Erik took him home.
"You don't have to do this," Erik panted out.
Charles was between Erik's legs and licking up the vein on the underside of his cock. Charles was really teasing him now. This was the first time Charles had gone down on him and Erik couldn't believe it was actually happening.
"But I want to," Charles purred.
Erik saw prominent blue underneath long lashes and in that instant, Charles sunk his mouth down over Erik's cock. Erik gasped in surprise. He threw his head back against his pillow and nearly came. In a far off place he heard Charles choke a little, but it only turned him on more. He absently reached a hand down to grab a handful of Charles' hair. He gripped it a little roughly and pushed Charles' head down further, wanting to hear that noise again.
Charles choked softly, but accepted it. He had never been with someone as big as Erik and he wanted to push himself the extra mile. Erik's cock stretched his mouth wide and it was almost all the way in. He stayed still for a moment and when Erik pulled him by the hair a little, he took the hint and went to work.
Charles bobbed his head up and down at a fast pace, his jaw aching and swollen lips going numb. Erik was growling out praises and thrusting his hips up into Charles' willing mouth. And when Erik felt himself nearing climax, he pulled Charles' head up slightly to look him in the eyes. Blue eyes were watering at the corners and the sight of his cock inside Charles' mouth pushed him over the edge. And when Erik came hard into Charles' mouth, their eyes locked. The look on Erik's face was pure bliss and his eyes squeezed shut tightly.
"What are you singing?" Raven asked when she heard Erik mumbled some lyrics.
"Oh, nothing. Just a song a friend wrote," Erik replied.
"Ooooo! Is he in a band or something?"
"Yeah. They're called the Violent Femmes. They play quite a few gigs around town."
Raven skipped over and sat on the counter in front of Erik. She was wearing a short skirt today and crossed her legs. Her arms were stretched behind her back and she swayed her body side to side a little.
"That's neat! Maybe WE could go together sometime?"
Erik smiled nervously, but couldn't say anything besides, "I don't know..."
"Oh come on! Please! It'll be fun. I haven't been to a show in ages. You HAVE to take me," She pleaded.
Erik's mind was telling him that now was the time to tell her he was in a relationship, and with a guy even. But he froze up. He didn't know why he couldn't and it scared him. Was he ashamed of himself? Did he not want to hurt Raven's feelings? He choked and his mind went blank.
Raven smiled widely and waited for a reply. She had look that said "he can't possibly say no", and perhaps she was right. Erik felt obligated now. His answer would be very important and he thought of Charles for a split second. What would he think? How would he explain it to Charles if he said yes? His throat clenched up and all he could muster was:
"Okay, Raven. I'll take you out."
