Chapter 10: Making Love
In the few days between Kai's birthday and the following Thursday, my mind bounced around restlessly in anticipation of our next date. I found myself suddenly snapping out of a wonderful fantasy on Monday morning, the summer sun blazing down on me as I looked at the ground to find I'd been watering my shoes for a good minute or two, instead of my onions.
By Tuesday afternoon, I was pacing back and forth in my house, mind a jumbled flurry of thoughts that may have visually resembled a Jackson Pollock painting. What should I make for dinner? What should we watch? Or read? Maybe I shouldn't go through with this. I might be terrible at it. He's definitely done it. With a guy? I can't just ask him. What if he has? So what? Maybe he won't compare us. Who's gonna be on top? You're about to pace right into your front door.
I looked up a second too late as the thought registered. "OW!" Wincing, I rubbed my aching nose.
Once Wednesday evening rolled around, I was juggling even more thoughts around, my mind about to buckle under the stress of it all.
Maybe I should call it off. Should I light candles? That's pretty sexy. I don't even have any candles. I hope he doesn't mind. What should I wear? Should I wear that cologne again? God, I hope he wears his. Maybe some soft music. Does the stereo even work?
With one click, my house was suddenly filled with the deafening, frantic strains of a stormy violin, sending Bob darting out of the room with a startled yelp. Somehow, I'd tuned right into the third movement of Vivaldi's "Summer" at max volume. Flinching, I quickly clicked it off, waiting for my ears to stop ringing. There was no damn way I was making love to that. Especially not my first time. Maybe if I dig up some Sade... wait, what if it's got that sad song about the African woman? Fuck. That song makes me cry.
Slowing down my pacing, I took several deep breaths, trying to build up a sense of inner peace. Zen. Breathe in, breathe out.
I don't even have any lube.
"God damn it!" I snapped at nothing, sucking in a deep breath and marching down to the supermarket before my gathered-up nerves could scatter. With a faint sense of relief, I noticed that Jeff was the only one in the front - I could smell Sasha's cooking from the back, and hear her exasperated voice faintly scolding Karen.
Jeff turned slightly pink as he bagged up my purchases - try as I had to innocuously hide the damning item among a bag of Cheetos, shaving cream, and a two-liter of root beer - but said nothing as he handed my bags to me, nodding a faint farewell.
Bless you, you discreet, tiny man, I thought gratefully, munching on my cheese puffs at my kitchen table a short while later as I mulled over my plans for tomorrow night. I took great pains to talk myself back down to rational, evenly-paced thoughts in spite of the sugar and caffeine in the soda giving me slight jitters.
Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out.
We'll meditate. Fuck yeah.
"Stupid brain."
Thursday finally arrived, flying by almost unfairly fast as I underwent a brief mental struggle in coming to peace with my plans for the night. The kitchen was fairly warm, as it filled with the scent of baked fish and boiled potatoes, but I wasn't quite sure if the heat was causing as much of my sweating as it seemed.
The house was spotless, Bob was at Barley's for the evening - latching on to a suggestion by May that he come over to play with their dog, Hana, sometime - and even my bed was neatly made, my heart pounding as I fluffed the pillows. Would we even make it in here? For all I knew, we could wind up on the dining room table. Or the ceiling.
Just let whatever happens... happen. It hasn't worked out too badly so far, I reminded myself. Even so, as I dabbed a bit of cologne along the side of my neck after my shower and slipped on a polo shirt and jeans, I still felt a slight tremor. The doorbell rang right after I checked my teeth in the bathroom mirror.
Try as I might to act naturally, I still couldn't help but feel how awkward my smile was as I greeted Kai, quickly hiding it with a brief hug. Stop looking like you just got back from the dentist. He'll think you're going to poison him. Aww yeah, he wore the cologne.
"I feel like I should call you by some sort of nickname now," I mumbled awkwardly into his shoulder, feeling him laugh and rub my back.
Smiling mischievously as we pulled apart, he made the suggestion: "Bae?"
I gawked at him for a few deafeningly quiet seconds, before shaking my head and waving my hands. "...Hell no. Forget I even broached the subject." Looking over my shoulder at him as we made our way to the table, I added, "But you can keep calling me 'handsome'!"
Kai stopped, rubbing his chin thoughtfully and looking upward. "Hmm. Nah, I was thinking... 'bae'."
Sighing, I playfully shook my head in defeat. "Okay, that's cool. I just need to go poison your food."
"Kay, bae!"
As we ate and talked, I felt my nerves gradually relax - even without the soothing buzz of alcohol to quell my nerves this time. Kai had mailed a letter to his mother earlier in the week, telling her about his summer... and me.
"That reminds me," I muttered thoughtfully, face turning red from a slight bit of embarrassment. "I've been so caught up with everything recently. I need to fill my family in on everything, too. Guess I'll write them sometime this week... boy, they'll be in a for a hell of a surprise."
Kai eyed me interestedly over the rim of his glass, taking a gulp of tea.
"And my dad and brother might lose a bet with my mom because of it..." I continued, watching him smirk.
A short time later, we were once again sharing a familiar scene - snuggled together on the couch, with another cheesy horror flick lighting up the otherwise-dim living room.
"Patricia, no!"
Dr. Lakshmi Patil clutched her face in horror as the giant tarantula rampaged through the streets of Manhattan, the many-legged horror knocking over and crushing whatever she pleased.
"Any bets she takes out the Chrysler next?" Kai asked, watching the screen intently. I frowned, scanning the scenery.
"Building, or that car?"
Crunch.
"The car," we chorused, grinning at each other and laughing.
"Where the hell did you even get this movie?" Kai asked, chuckling as Dr. Patil backflipped out of the line of a spray of bullets - Patricia was firing at her with an AK-47.
I shrugged, watching as the good doctor lobbed a grenade at her creation. "My grandparents loved this stuff. I used to watch these all the time when I came over as a kid. First time watching this one, though."
Kai shrugged, draping an arm around my shoulders and squeezing me lightly. My stomach fluttered a bit at the touch.
"First time for everything, I guess," I continued in a near-mumble, snaking my own arm around his waist.
Kai leaned his head against mine, looking over at me. "You say something, Jack?"
Feeling a bit of warmth course from my abdomen throughout my arms and legs, I shifted and sat up slightly. It was an odd time to bring it up, but I doubted we were going to miss the world's most groundbreaking feats of cinema ever while we spoke. Nonetheless, I paused the movie, nodding.
"Yeah," I finally answered, keeping my arm around his waist as I looked at him. "Thing is, uhh... K-Kai, I - I, uhh..." He only gave a small, encouraging nod, looking puzzled as I turned red. "Umm, sorry. I'm just nervous, for s... some reason." Deep breath in, deep breath out. "Kai, I'm... I'm ready."
His features softened, and he nodded again, giving me a small smile as he squeezed my shoulder. "You're sure?"
"Yeah." It came out a bit soft, but I repeated it, a bit louder this time: "Yeah. I... I want to make l-l-love to you... Kai. If you're... you know, cool with that."
I felt my face grow hot and my jeans tighten a bit as the words stuttered out, taking great pains to keep looking into his dark brown eyes as they lit up. He nodded once more. "Right now?"
"Right now," I murmured, standing up and grabbing his hand, leading him to my bedroom - I clicked on my bedside lamp, casting a soft, dim light over the room as I pressed him against the wall and kissed him hungrily.
We wasted no time in deepening the kiss, sucking each others' lips and tongues eagerly. Our hands roamed over familiar territory, Kai's skimming down my back and through my rumpled brown hair. My left hand pressed against the nape of his neck, my right resting on the back of his thigh and lifting his leg up slightly, wrapping it around my waist. I nipped at his neck, kissing down his throat and breathing in the scent of his cologne - just as I'd imagined, even hearing him gasp and moan just so.
Even through our pants, as we rubbed together insistently, I could feel how hard he was. I unbuttoned the top buttons of his snug white shirt and purple vest, feeling a faint sense of pride and a stronger sense of lust course through my bones like electricity as I saw the faded mark I'd left on him Saturday evening. Moving back up for another long, deep kiss, I completely unbuttoned the tops, pushing them open and shoving them off, thumbs rubbing roughly over his hard nipples.
He pulled away from me, letting out a sharp cry, before pushing my hands up. "Take your shirt off," he breathed, rubbing his hands over my stomach as I complied. Arm around my waist, he bent forward and sucked one nipple, tugging it gently with his teeth - but it was enough to draw a breathy shout from me nonetheless. Feeling his lips pull into a smile against my skin, he repeated the action, licking the sting away while I buried my fingers in his thick hair and arched my back involuntarily.
Socks and shoes came off next, and our mouths were back together, tongues sliding and darting while we grabbed and rubbed each others' backsides. I ground my crotch against Kai's once more until I felt something warm, soft, and slightly firm against my stomach. Looking down, I saw the head peeking out slightly over the top of his snug pants, a faint moisture glistening on the tip.
Sucking in a shuddering breath, I moved my hand around to the front, rubbing my thumb over it. Kai exhaled loudly, shivering and sagging back against the wall as I stroked it, rubbing my palm over the clothed shaft. My shaking fingers undid the buttons of his khakis and slid them off, followed by his tight black boxer-briefs.
Holy crap, my mind said simply, taking in his fully-nude form as he smiled slyly at me. He was certainly impressive, and eager to show it off. Taking my hand, he put my thumb up to his mouth and licked off the slight wetness I'd rubbed from him, sucking gently on the top for a moment while my breathing became fast and shallow. Wrapping his arms back around my waist, he pulled me in for another kiss, moving up my cheek to my earlobe while he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, leaving them up as he rubbed me through my boxers.
"You ready to taste it?" he whispered, his breathing labored. Gulping, I nodded, giving him one more kiss before I hesitantly sank to my knees.
It looked even bigger and more intimidating up close, jutting out from a neatly-trimmed patch of black hair. Grasping the warm, firm flesh in my hands and giving it a few uncertain strokes, I pushed it up and ran my tongue up the front, bottom to top.
Judging by the sounds he made, I'd chosen wisely. A few more licks, and I slowly took him into my mouth, bit by pleasantly hot, rigid bit. My lips slid smoothly back and forth over him as he grunted and panted. Even though I was the one giving, the feel of him in my mouth, thick and veiny, was surprisingly enjoyable. My tongue ran eagerly over the shaft and head as I licked up a few more slightly salty drops of the clear, sticky liquid. His fingers raked roughly through my hair, pumping his hips at a slow pace as I looked up and locked eyes with him, my free hand running over his bare, round ass.
Feeling myself start to throb almost painfully at the sight of Kai's lust-clouded gaze and shining, sweaty body, I reached down between my own legs to rub the bulge in my boxers. Muffled moans sounded low in my throat as I continued servicing him, now using my other hand to pump whatever wasn't in my mouth - I wasn't crazy enough to try and get it all in there this time.
After a short while, I let him slip out of my mouth, hard as steel and completely glistening now.
"You're a pretty good beginner," Kai whispered happily as he pulled me in for another long, deep kiss, hands undressing me completely now. My stomach lurched slightly at the realization, and my heart thudded madly in my chest as our completely-bare, perspiring bodies pressed together. The familiar sensation of us rubbing together felt completely amplified, my body jerking involuntarily with the jolt of pleasure I felt.
By the time I realized we were moving backwards, Kai sat me down gently on the bed, dropping to his knees and pleasuring me with his hand.
"God, you're so fucking hot," he breathed, making my face heat up even more as he looked up at me to watch my responses to his touch. With each stroke, he twisted his hand slightly, rubbing the palm of his other hand on the head and making me cry out loudly.
"Oh my god," I whimpered, opening my legs a bit wider and slumping back on my bed as he took me in.
The warmth, the wetness, the teasing sensations - everything was heaven. I was bathed in ecstasy, my bones as warm as my skin, the cool breeze of my ceiling fan feeling unbelievable against my sweaty body. I pushed down hard on Kai's head as he easily took me deep into his throat, listening to his appreciative moans. Sliding me out, he sucked a little lower for a bit and elicited even higher-pitched cries from me, fingers barely brushing over my damp stomach.
Pulling him up on top of me for another series of kisses, the room almost feeling humid at that point, we positioned ourselves on the bed so that we could take care of each other at the same time. Laying on our sides and rubbing each others' lower backs as our mouths worked each other, I whined softly as I felt a finger slide up against my entrance, rubbing slowly against it and drawing out a muffled groan. Doing the same thing to him, I was rewarded with a similarly lust-filled noise, as he popped me out of his mouth to respond.
Feeling a bit bold, I opened his legs slightly wider, craning my neck and burying my face in my favorite part of him. My tongue flicked curiously over the tight, puckered spot, my curiosity answered with a stifled yell of pleasure. Grinning to myself, I continued my work happily, listening to him pant raggedly before he decided to mimic my actions with a decidedly more skilled tongue. My cries weren't as muffled, echoing throughout the room as he went to town on me.
Before long, we were laying back on top of each other again, groping and rubbing eagerly. I dipped down to quickly tend to his nipples, feeling him squirm beneath the light touches of my tongue and teeth.
We stroked each other slowly, mouths apart for a brief moment.
"How... how do you wanna do this?" Kai asked softly, his breath coming out a bit raspy. My heart sped up as I realized what he was asking, and I laid back down on top of him as I thought it over.
"Umm... I dunno. I... I think I'd be okay with... y'know, whatever. What about you?"
He chuckled, running his hands down my sweaty back and resting them on my backside. "The same, actually. Bit of a dilemma, huh?"
I smiled wryly, looking up at him and rubbing his chest. "Ummm... maybe not. I mean..." I coughed slightly, wondering why I was suddenly so embarrassed after all we'd done already. "You've got a pretty nice ass and all..." At this, he grinned, simply saying "Likewise". I returned his grin, face once again warmer than the rest of my body. "But... I kinda wanna find out what... well, how you'd feel."
He nodded, kissing my hair. "I think we can arrange that, handsome... any particular position you wanna try?"
Rolling over and reaching into my nightstand, I rummaged around, answering over my shoulder, "I, uhh... I didn't really think about that, either. This is about as ready as I got." Holding up the small tube, I handed it to him, feeling myself harden even further as I watched him squeeze some out onto his fingers.
"We'll just see what happens," he muttered as he used his other hand to pull me down into another long, deep kiss. With a loud moan into his mouth, I felt a long, slicked-up finger enter me. The sensation, with me tight around the digit, drove me to thrust back unconsciously against it. Around the front, a small drop of sticky liquid smeared onto Kai's stomach as I rubbed against it, only pushing more roughly when a second finger entered me.
"God," I whimpered, enjoying the slight stretching feeling as he scissored his fingers apart gently. "Jesus, Kai..."
"Feels good, huh?"
My eyes slid shut, a wide smile on my lips as he worked me slowly. "Yeah..."
"You wanna ride it?" he whispered devilishly, our eyes locking as he continued twisting those two fingers in and out of me.
I nodded, flushed with a not-unpleasant fever as he slicked himself up and prepared me for the real thing. With a series of breathy, loud moans and cries, I lowered myself slowly onto him, shouting as the swollen head pushed all the way in. His hands wandered onto my backside and squeezed as it continued lowering gradually down his shaft, meeting flush with his thighs. Ow. Ow. Ow.
"You okay?" he asked, suddenly looking concerned.
"Y-yeah..." I nodded, panting, sweat running down my chest now. I shook slightly at the feeling, but I was ready. Feeling another surge of lust gently ebbing the discomfort away, I ran my fingers through his hair, my soft voice trembling a little: "Fuck me, Kai."
I didn't have to tell him twice - grasping my ass, he ground his hips beneath me, making me toss my head back and cry out as I felt him move within me. In, out, in, out - I bent forward and placed my hands on his chest, nails digging into the flesh as I started thrusting back. The filling, stretching sensation, rubbing so slickly inside of me, soon became one of the best physical feelings I'd ever experienced as I continued to ride him. My cries increased in volume, almost burying his gasps and sighs, my length slapping against his abs every time I slid back down.
"You like it, handsome?" he hissed, giving my butt a gentle but sharp slap.
"Oh, god, yeah...harder..." A slightly louder slap rang throughout the room this time, and I sucked in a happy breath at the feeling.
Leaning all the way down, I drew him into another kiss as we made love, our names ghosting against each others' lips.
After a blissful, short while of this, I pulled off of him, kissing him once more and rolling him over so he was on top of me.
"Can't make up your mind, can you?" he teased.
I smiled fondly at him. "Shut up, bae."
We shared a soft laugh as he propped my legs up on his shoulders, sucking on my toes for a moment while looking right in my eyes. I moaned softly and squirmed beneath him, feeling his fingers enter me once more.
"You ready?" he asked, getting an eager nod from me in return. As he guided himself back in, I bit my lip, trying to stifle another loud cry when his thrusts began anew.
He kept my legs up on his shoulder for a short while, licking and nuzzling them, before we wound up pressed against each other. My legs were now wrapped around his lower back, our arms around each other as he moved inside me, mouths together and doing little to soften our excited voices. I vaguely felt as though maybe I'd run my nails down his back once or twice, and arched against him as he left a small mark in the crook of my neck.
"Now we're even," he murmured in my ear, his breathing harsh and ragged. I could only nod dumbly and pant, just wanting to listen to him whisper more things to me in that beautiful, lust-filled voice. Anything.
I was rubbing against his stomach with every thrust, sending extremely pleasant shockwaves down my spine.
"K-Kai... f... faster," I pleaded, feeling my release near. He obliged, and I threw my head back squeezing my eyes shut. "Jesus, fuck, yes. Kai... I-"
My sentence died in a series of breathy shouts - a few of which were Kai's name - as I felt a powerful pulsing sensation between my legs, followed by sticky warmth. Our now-wet stomachs rubbed together as he continued sliding in and out of me, pushing my sweat-matted hair off my forehead and panting loudly.
I suddenly felt him tense up on top of me, catching a brief glimpse of his eyes darkening before they slammed shut. His head hung down as he cried out and throbbed inside of me. A wonderful, hot, viscous feeling pooled down there, and his arms tightened around me. "Oh, god, Jack!"
We lay there, damp and sweaty, holding each other for a while afterward. The euphoric dizziness from our climaxes began to subside, though the light-headed, giddy feeling didn't. I wasn't particularly bothered by that.
Rubbing Kai's smooth back, I kissed him on the cheek, feeling him pull out of me gently. He returned the kiss, sagging against me in pleased exhaustion.
"Wow," he breathed simply, and I had to agree. Wow. He ran a hand through my messy, sweaty hair and smiled at me, leaning down to plant one more long, passionate kiss on the mouth. "I love you, handsome."
Haphazardly pulling the covers over us, starting to fall asleep with his warm body pressed against mine, I clicked off my lamp. "I love you too."
"...Bae?" he finished teasingly, eyes sliding shut as he smiled.
I laughed wearily. "Hell n-sure. Sure. Just for tonight. I love you too, bae."
Author's Notes: Coming up next: Jack's pregnant! Now he has to get to Bethlehem before it's born.
Okay, not really. Shoot me if I ever do that.
So, the relationship's been consummated, Kai's set to stay... what's next? An epilogue! Just a little bit of wrap-up, and this story will be officially finished! Thanks as always to those who have read along, favorited, reviewed, and followed. I do hope I've made the read worth it. As always, reviews and feedback are welcomed highly.
