Hello, everyone!
Not so early today, but it is for me! (it's like 1:21 pm here)What a good Friday night I had, so I'm really happy here right now =DBut I still want more responses from you guys! Come on, talk to me! It's funny! I swear I don't bite xD
Anyways, I hope you liked that last chapters and will like this one, though it's a more familiar uneventful chapter. But you'll meet Matt's mom! She funny! Believe me.
OK, no further talk, go read! Enjoy!
Chapter 9
Matt listened carefully Mike's story. That was the worst he heard yet. At the end, they were almost fused together in a comforting silence. Matt stroked his boyfriend's hair slowly and whispered "Do you think Mr. Schuester would mind if we made love on his bed?"
The question was met with an awkward silence, then a burst of laughter. "I don't know, probably yes. Are you seriously thinking about it?"
"Naturally" he answered kissing the other's face. "I need to see exactly how bad your wounds are" then he proceed to kiss Mike full on the lips passionately.
"Matt, I don't think we should do it on his bed, seriously" Mike said somewhat breathless parting a bit.
"It'll take too long for him to come back so we could ask" Matt argued sucking on the other's neck.
"But it's his bed, you know" a low moan escaped from his throat making the taller grin.
"If I remember well, there's a spare room around, isn't there?"
"Terri's former atelier?"
"The same."
After that, Matt got up and pulled Mike along carefully and headed to said room. As they entered, both grinned before attacking each other's mouth again. Thank you, Mr. Schuester for making the former atelier into a guest room.
They dropped on the single bed there and started to undress as quickly as possible, which turned into them naked in less than ten seconds. At the sight under him, Matt did a double take, staring at all the bruises on his boy's skin. That was torture.
Mike knew they were coming to this part at some point, he just hoped Matt wouldn't make any verbal comment. He averted his gaze and felt how the other took into the sight. It was uncomfortable. Then he felt the familiar lips on his face's bruise, kissing it softly as though afraid to hurt him anymore. It felt nice. Being able to feel loved and cared was so good.
Then the kisses went down and found a particular sore spot on his neck as those big hands travelled down to his ribcage, touching so lightly looking for any damage. Matt went down slowly giving every bruise its rightful share of attention and care as he went. All the while, his hands didn't stop from caressing the body underneath so lightly, just the way Mike wouldn't resist even with all his will and making him moan every now and then lowly.
Finally after running throughout Mike's body, he got to begin the real treat. He prepared his lover so tenderly he almost didn't feel it. Also getting himself prepared, he raised himself to Mike's ear and whispered "Ready?"
"Just do it, would you?" was his answer in a breathless eager sexy manner. Locking gazes one saw the lust and desire the other held. They kissed fervently and Matt took what was so willing offered to him.
The two of them made love like their first time. It was so tender, so loving and careful anyone would hardly believe they were two teenage boys.
Their act took a very long while to finish, all what they wanted, for it to last as long as possible. As they finished, both simply laid there in the other's arms snuggling as close as possible, completely entangled with only a bed sheet covering their bodies.
Silence ruled the room as Matt stroked Mike's hair as he fell into sleep, breathing evenly and keeping a slight smile on his lips while hugging the other like a little girl would keep her teddy bear.
Time track was lost until Matt heard the front door close. Mr. Schuester might've returned. Soon or later he would find the couple there, better let it be on its time. Just then, a couple of minutes later, the door to that room opened and the man stopped on his track, taking in the scene before him. He opened his mouth, part in surprise, part to say something, but a single motion of the awaken boy told him otherwise.
His former student brought a finger to his lips and indicated the sleeping form with his eyes. Understanding completely the situation, the teacher nodded and made way to retrieve when a ringtone started.
Matt looked annoyed right away, rolling his eyes. In his arms, Mike mumbled something and snuggled closer to the other's chest as though he could protect him from the offending noise.
"Mr. Schuester, could you get me my phone?" Matt asked in a whisper while trying to cover his boyfriend's ears. The man hesitated a little but did as asked finding the machine in the back pocket of one of the discarded pants on the floor and handed it to his former student, who mouthed a 'Thank you' and picked up. "Mom…" he said annoyed.
'Did I interrupt you, dear?' his mother's cheerful voice sounded from the other line of the phone.
"Almost. And if you talk any louder you'll wake Mike up" he rolled his eyes. Mr. Schuester smirked and exited the room, closing the door behind him.
'Oh! And how is he?' the woman's voice changed completely to one filled with concern.
"You have no idea. I lost track of how many bruises are on his body" the boy said stroking the other's head with his free hand.
"Fifty two" suddenly Mike said softly and moved a bit in Matt's arms, making him lower the phone a little so he would listen better to his second –or best- mother. "Hello, Layla."
'Hello, Mike, I thought you were sleeping' the woman said motherly, something Mike always missed in his former home.
"You kind of woke me up. But if you don't mind, I'll shut down again" he said and snuggled back closer to Matt's chest. "Bye, Lay."
'Bye, Mike. Sweet dreams.'
"Thanks…" and in less than a second he was back asleep.
'Hey, Matt, you did wear him out, didn't you?' the boy could hear the smirk on his mother's lips. That was really disturbing.
"Mom… You are strange for a mother with a gay son, you know?"
'That occasionally happens. By the way, did Mike stay awake for the entire night from Monday to Tuesday?' the tone of her voice changed for one more protectively worried.
"Yeah. How did the talk go?"
'Seriously want to know? I want to punch her face. Just don't do it because I know I am no match for that woman!' Layla exclaimed then sighed. 'How is his mind state?'
"Unstable. I'm afraid to leave him here."
'Want to bring him along? I wouldn't mind having another son that is kind of a professional cooker, dancer and fighter' she joked.
"Thanks for neglecting me, mom, I love you too. But I think he might want to stay here and show off a bit more. It would be interesting."
'Right, but make sure he knows he is always welcomed with us.'
"I will."
'By the way, where are you?' she asked curiously.
"At Mr. Schuester's place. Why so startled?"
'Because you just made love with Mike? Anyway, are you staying over?'
"Probably. I want to scare that Jacob with him if possible."
'Alright. Call me if you need and don't wear out Mr. Schuester's patience!'
"Got it, mom. Love you too. Bye" he hung up before she could answer and turned the phone off. Now time to rest and enjoy a little of Mike's company.
Hey, guys! How did it go? Was it good? Bad? Will stop reading? (please, no!) Anyway, I'll repeat me question of who would you like to see as Prom King and Queen and ask you again to review and remind you that I DON'T bite!
Kisses! =D Yep, I'm happy =D And it isn't because I was with my boyfriend (what boyfriend?) last night!
.Atsuko Uehara, June's 18th, 2011.
