Rhythm of Life
Chapter Thirty-Seven
When Tiedoll first opened his eyes, trying to look through the semi-darkness of the bedroom it was like looking through a black veil. Nothing in particular had awoken him, but now that his eyes had adjusted to the blackness of the room, he saw his lover lying facing him. His eyes feasted on the beautiful sight of his boyfriend's face and the way his red hair mussed about his shoulders from the slower more sensual second round of making love.
He didn't want to move in fear of waking Marion for he was enjoying how peacefully his lover slept. Throughout the past few months, the stress and worry he has been through have been obvious on his face by the wrinkled lines across his forehead as well as the tight, taunt skin on his face. Only when in sleep was his face smoothed and relaxed. He would like to think that maybe he had contributed to his sleeping beauty's appearance of contentment. Tiedoll glanced at the large numbers on his alarm clock that sat on the bedside tablet—it was three-fifteen in the morning. When he looked back at his lover, those once steely eyes were softened and there was an emotion deep within them that Tiedoll couldn't put his finger on.
Cross wiggled to move closer to Tiedoll. He placed a hand on his lover's side and gently caressed up and down then slid his hand to his boyfriend's buttock, pulling him to his hot body. Their lips touched lightly before Cross nibbled on his lover's lower lip, causing Tiedoll to release a deep moan easily lost in Cross's touches and kisses. They both were instantly hard. Cross sat up and had Tiedoll lay flat on his back and placed his knees on either side of his lover's side.
"Marion, are you …" Tiedoll gasped as he watched Cross reach for the lubrication.
"Yes," and he squirted a small amount on his fingers.
"Marion, you don't have to do this, I'm happy with how things are," Tiedoll whispered.
"I know, but I want to," Cross whispered his rely, but gave no other reason why he was bottoming.
He reached behind him and slid his fingers into his entrance. Tiedoll watched as Cross's eyes roll back and a hitch came to his breath. Cross said he had never been with another man. That meant Tiedoll had been his only male lover and they had never done this before. This was something special Cross was giving him. Was it because of last night?
Cross took the condom and opened the package then rolled it down his lover's length. He shifted himself above his boyfriend and held him, positioning him to his entrance. Little by little he pressed down, pausing every now and then until his buttocks hit Tiedoll's hips. Tiedoll had nearly thrust upwards when he felt the hot, gripping, tightness that encompassed his thick, long length—he was overwhelmed with desire—but he had prevented himself from doing so and waited for Cross to be all the way in. He clutched Cross's legs. Even now Cross took control of their love making, but it didn't bother Tiedoll because Cross always had command over his body.
Their eyes locked as did their hearts and souls. Cross created the rhythm that their bodies moved to as he rocked his hips. This new experience for Tiedoll was not going to let him last long, especially the way Cross was now coming almost out and then pushed himself all the way down—he filled his lover—feeling the hot furnace around him. The pace quickened and Cross rode him to the heavens of ecstasy, skin slapping against skin, with every nerve ending in his body tingling ready to burst. Their eyes never strayed. Their feelings radiated outwards towards the other.
"Marion … I love you," Tiedoll whispered quietly. Cross bent down and kissed his lover. Tiedoll grasped Cross's thick, throbbing arousal and picked up the rhythm. He felt the pressure build in his groin, his stomach clenching while the tingling began and he knew he was escalating towards his release—just a little more.
"I know … I—," he whispered back riding on the edge. Tiedoll had tears in his eyes and wished Cross could say those words back to him. At that moment he thought his lover was going to tell him before he stopped himself.
Then Cross cinched their climax. Both came together, his lover's searing hot, white liquid spurted onto his chest and stomach as he tumbled over into the abyss, falling into the openness of rapture and erotic bliss. Cross held himself up by his arms, quivering, and felt his lover throbbing inside of him, elated in the afterglow of euphoria. Once he had caught his breath he slowly slid off Tiedoll and they both groaned from the emptiness they felt.
Cross went into the bathroom and brought back a towel while Tiedoll had removed the condom. He cleaned up his lover's chest and stomach throwing the towel on the floor then lay back down on the bed. Cross put his arm around his lover's shoulders and he moved in close lying his head and hand on his chest. Cross's hand covered his lover's, his fingers lightly rubbing the top of Tiedoll's hand, then their fingers intertwined.
"I enjoyed switching places," Cross whispered to his lover. "It was as exciting as you were last night. You have to admit it was quite a night we had." Cross kissed the top of Tiedoll's head.
"Hmm, it was an astounding night," Tiedoll crooned with a smile. He decided Cross wasn't ready to tell him how he felt, but he had seen it in his lover's eyes and felt it in his heart. He was sure Cross had felt it too only his lover may not be able to recognize it—yet.
"I've never seen you so turned on that you'd attack me. I'm not complaining, in fact you excited the hell out of me. Just thinking about it makes me throb," Cross whispered in Tiedoll's ear then licked it making his boyfriend's skin break out in goose bumps.
"So, can I ask what's happening between you and David? Is he going to be your other boyfriend?" Cross asked, keeping his voice calm and squeezed his lover's hand.
"I have no idea. I just learned tonight that he's gay. He does seem to have some sort of interest in me, though I don't know why. He's so handsome he could have anyone he wanted," he answered being truthful with his boyfriend.
"Christ, you still don't know how attractive you are," Cross countered. 'Why doesn't he see how his personality adds to his attractiveness? Evidently, David's noticed seeing he has his eye on my man.' A pang gripped his insides at the thought of Tiedoll and David in bed together. 'What the fuck's wrong with me?' he cursed in his thoughts, not comfortable with these strange feelings that ebbed inside.
"You don't have to make any rash decisions about him. You should take your time to make sure he's someone you want in your life," Cross rationalized, more for himself than for Tiedoll.
"There's really only one person I want to have for myself, but I must say it's tempting to be able to have him and you at the same time. I guess I'm still trying to wrap my emotions around the open relationship concept. Anyway, I don't even know what he's looking for in a relationship," Tiedoll said, sounding more like he was talking to himself instead of with Cross.
"What do you mean what he's looking for?" Cross asked, not sure what Tiedoll was getting at.
"Oh, I mean if he's into open relationships like you, or if he's more like me and wants a monogamous relationship," he replied, knowing he didn't want to be with anyone else but Cross—though it was food for thought.
"I'm surprised you're not interested in him, Marion. He's very attractive and the two of you would look great together," Tiedoll said, testing the waters how Cross felt about him.
"No, he doesn't interest me and hopefully you won't be interested in him either. You're the only man for me, Froi. I've told you that many times. I wish you would believe me," he responded. 'Why the hell did I say that? He has the right to be interested in another man. Who am I to stop him?' Cross questioned himself. 'It's these damn weird emotions. Fuck, I wish they'd just go away.'
Cross moved and rolled onto his side to look at Tiedoll. He could see the love in his boyfriend's eyes and felt it radiate towards him. He was so lucky to have him back in his life—he captured Tiedoll's mouth in a kiss. When he pulled back he looked over at the clock.
"I should be getting back to the boys. It's after four and we've left them alone all night. Who knows what stupid thing Alma would think of doing. Damn, I wish the kid would stay the fuck away from Kanda," Cross said, lost for a moment in thought.
"You're right it wasn't a good idea for us to have left them at the house unattended this entire time. It's like you said, I'm not worried about what they do as much as I do about the person who tried to harm them," he agreed. Tiedoll wrapped his arms around his lover's neck and brought him down for yet another kiss. Cross deepened their kiss and made sure his lover had a long passionate one before he got up and went into the bathroom to wash up.
He looked in the mirror and smiled—the thought of Tiedoll ravishing him came into his mind. 'Fuck, Tiedoll was on fire last night and damn if not again this morning. I know he loves me, I see it in his eyes, but I can't seem to say those words back to him. Do I love him? It's impossible. Though, I do care deeply for him. And what the fuck were those strange feelings that welled up inside of me when I saw him with David?' Cross finished washing up.
When he came out of the bathroom he was fully dressed and ready to go. Tiedoll lay on his side naked with just the sheet covering the front of him. He was exhausted from their recent love making and their fiery night of passion. 'Fuck, the man turns me hard just looking at him spread out on the bed—naked.'
He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed in front of him. Tiedoll looked up into his lover's eyes and wondered what had happened to Cross this morning that warranted him to suddenly switch roles in their love making. Not that he was complaining, it's just that it was a position he had never pursued with Cross—though he was exhilarated by the experience, he had always let Cross top him.
"I'll call you later," he said, and he gave him one more kiss before departing. Part of Cross didn't want to leave Tiedoll. He would love to spend the day in bed with him, but he needed to go home to check on the boys. Cross paused in the doorway and looked back, Tiedoll laid there with his eyes closed, probably falling back to sleep.
'I wonder. Now that David has shown his interests in my boyfriend, which one of us will Tiedoll dream about the most—David or me?' he thought then turned and headed for the stairway to go home.
To be continued …
A/N: Sorry this was a shorter chapter, but it was enough to bring out the thoughts and feelings Cross and Tiedoll are questioning about themselves. Whether it's been so long since Cross has been in love, or he was so hurt with Maria' death, he still doesn't understand those weird feelings he keeps getting when he's with Tiedoll. Then we have Tiedoll who also has questions he's asking himself. This new man, David, who seems to be showing an interest in him, then wonders about the benefits of having an open relationship.
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