A/N: Hi guys! Here's a new chapter for you! I hope you'll enjoy reading it ~
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Fall For You
Act VIII: Passion
Flynn knew, the instant his eyes lied on his parents, that something would go terribly wrong. How could it be any different, since he was still holding Yuri's hand tightly into his own? Even so, the blonde had no intention of letting go of that hand. He needed to hold onto Yuri, more than ever. It was too late to pretend, anyway.
Flynn swallowed nervously, waiting for his parents to say something. However, they kept silent, staring at the two lovers. The blonde decided to break the awkward silence.
"Hi. You're home early today," Flynn said in a tone he hoped normal. The expression of Flynn's father closed even more.
It was Flynn's mother who answered him in an uneasy tone; "We've got a call from one of our friends saying that she..." Her voice died down as she seemed unable to continue.
Flynn's father took off where she left off. "She said she saw you a few days ago walking in the street holding his hand, obviously looking more than friends. Is that true?" he asked harshly.
So someone had seen them? Flynn could blame no one but himself. He had not exactly been discreet about his relationship with Yuri. Flynn threw a look at his boyfriend. The raven haired male seemed totally freaked out. He refused to meet Flynn's or his parent's gazes. His hand was clutching Flynn's so hard it hurt. Flynn would have given everything to comfort him right now, but it was not the time.
The blonde looked right into his parent's eyes. "Yes, it's true. Yuri and I are dating," he answered the truth bluntly.
Flynn heard Yuri gasp at his side, but he did not look at him. He was watching his parent's expressions as they took in the news.
Horror, disgust and anger washed over the face of Flynn's father, while his mother seemed crestfallen and on the verge of tears. Flynn's father stood up quickly, his features distorted with anger. His murderous gaze turned to Yuri, who stiffened instantly.
"It's all your fault, isn't it? Our son wasn't like that before he met you!" he yelled at Yuri with venomous hatred.
The raven haired male's eyes widened in horror. Flynn took a step forward, placing himself in front of Yuri, shielding him from his father's wrath.
"Don't take it out on him! It's not his fault! Yuri's got nothing to do with this!" Flynn replied in a harsh tone, furious that his father would take it out on Yuri.
His reply angered his father even more.
"Don't lie to me, Flynn! You were perfectly normal before we came to this town! This boy has a bad influence on you! You should be ashamed of yourself!" he screamed the last part to Yuri.
Flynn threw a look at Yuri and saw his lover's face pale visibly. This was not good. He turned his back on his father and grabbed Yuri's shoulders.
"Go home and wait for me, Yuri," he said in a whisper.
Yuri looked at him with hesitation and Flynn could feel him shake. The raven haired male seemed about to protest, but Flynn smiled gently at him.
"It's going to be alright. Just go and wait for me," he added.
Yuri finally nodded. Without even a glance towards Flynn's parents, he strode over to the entrance and left the house in a hurry. Flynn watched him go with a worried look before turning his attention back on his parents with a cold resignation.
Yuri looked at his parent's gravestone with an empty, distant gaze. He was sitting on the cold ground of the graveyard, his arms around his bended knees pressed against his chest. He did not even mind the cold wind seeping through his coat and stinging his face. His entire body felt numb while Yuri was lost in his thoughts swirling over and over in his mind.
Even though Flynn told him to go back home and wait for him, Yuri had found himself taking the first bus he saw up to the center of town. His feet had then taken him to the graveyard as if they had a life of their own. Once there, the raven haired male had collapsed in front of his parent's gravestone. He needed to come here, to drown in the illusion of his parent's presence with him.
Yuri could not stop thinking about what happened at Flynn's place, about the things his lover's father had said to him. Those horrible, yet genuine words...
"It's all your fault, isn't it? Our son wasn't like that before he met you!"
Yuri clenched his teeth tightly at the words. It was the bitter truth; Yuri had changed Flynn, and certainly not for the better.
Flynn was living a normal life before knowing Yuri. He had a brilliant future ahead of him; he could have taken a wife and have children. However, Yuri had taken all that away from him. Flynn had fallen for him, and in doing so, Yuri had ruined his life. How could he possibly forgive himself for this? How could he redeem himself?
Yuri clenched his teeth even tighter to stop the scream of desperation and frustration from getting past his lips. How did things end up like this? And what was he supposed to do now? He knew what he should do, but would he have the heart to do it? Still, it was the only way...
Flynn hurried towards Yuri's house. His mind was a mess right now. He could not stop thinking back at the conversation he just had with his parents after Yuri left.
"Don't take it out on Yuri! He didn't push me into anything!" Flynn said as soon as his lover was out the house.
His father clenched his fists in fury. Flynn had rarely seen his parents in such a distraught state. His mother had begun crying, obviously taken aback by the news and the fact that her son was not 'normal'. Flynn could not care less about that.
His father growled low in his throat. "Then how do you explain that you were dating girls until now? It's his fault if you're not normal!"
Flynn felt his anger rise up at the words his father spat out. He did not bother hiding it.
"Stop it! And why don't you say the right word, huh? You fear you'll make it true if you say it? Then I'll do it for you! I'm gay, okay? I love Yuri with all my heart and nothing that you'll say will make me change my mind! If it means not being 'normal', as you put it, then so be it," he said coldly.
It resulted in a loud sob from his mother. A pang of pain flared inside the blonde's chest at the sound, but he ignored it. His attention was solely on his father, who was now in a deep rage.
"How dare you put us into that situation, after everything we've given you? We've given you a house, a comfortable life, money, and everything you ever needed! And this is how you repay us? If this infatuation goes out into the open, it could put a stain on our reputation!"
Flynn clenched his teeth in anger, trying to stop the next words from passing his lips, but it was no use.
"Is that all you think about? How about thinking about my happiness? Do you think all this makes me happy? It doesn't! What I would like is for you to be here, to be at home. It would mean much more than a big and empty house! But you never did care! And now that I'm happy with Yuri, you'd want to take that away from me?" Flynn exclaimed with desperation.
His father became livid. His mother finally talked through her tears. "Darling, what happened? What did we do wrong?" she asked pleadingly with pain and sadness.
That was more than Flynn could handle. He had enough of this. All he wanted was to leave and join Yuri. He was not in the right state to argue with his parents. Nothing good would come out of this situation. They were all too emotive right now. Flynn did not answer to his mother's question. He turned around and made for the door.
He was about to leave the house when his father's voice reached him, cold and threatening. "I'm warning you, Flynn. If you don't put an end to this disgraceful relationship soon, we'll consider you're not our son anymore. We won't tolerate this behaviour."
Flynn understood very well the implications of his father's words. He was saying they would disinherit him. It meant Flynn could say goodbye to his parents, and ultimately to taking over the family business. This was a serious deal. His father had just given him an ultimatum; give up on Yuri, or give up on them. He could not believe this.
Flynn shook his head in frustration. He opened the door and left the house, the sound of his mother crying the last thing he heard before the front door slammed shut behind him.
Flynn still could not believe what just happened. He had the suspicion that his parents would take his relationship with Yuri badly, but he never thought it would be this bad. Now, Flynn did not know what to do. He did not want to lose Yuri nor his parents. He just hoped he could convince his parents to accept his relationship with Yuri when they would calm down. He had to, because one thing was for sure; he would never let go of Yuri. They would have no choice but to accept their relationship.
Flynn finally arrived at Yuri's apartment. When he knocked against the door, he earned no response. Finding it curious, he tried to open the door, but found it locked. Flynn frowned, worried. He took the key Yuri gave him and unlocked the door. When he opened it, he entered the apartment.
"Yuri?" he called his lover's name, but he earned no response.
Now even more worried, Flynn looked all over the apartment. Yuri was nowhere to be seen, even though Flynn told him to wait for him here. Now the blonde felt himself begin to panic. Where did he go? Flynn tried to think of a place where his lover could be. The bakery? No, surely not... he was not working tonight since he had taken the day off to have his evening free with Flynn.
If he was not there, where could he be? A sudden idea popped into the blonde's head. Could he have gone there? The chances were slim, but Flynn had to find Yuri, so he could not overlook it. Without thinking further, Flynn left the raven haired male's apartment, making sure to lock the door after him.
When he left the building he went to the closest bus station. He rode the bus to the center of town. Once there, he walked to the church and entered the graveyard. His worry faded a little when he recognized Yuri, sitting in front of his parent's gravestone. Flynn did not waste anymore time. He walked towards his lover, wanting to make sure he was okay.
When he had almost reached his lover, Flynn saw Yuri turn his face towards him. He could not decipher every emotion he saw in the gray eyes, but one was shining stronger than the others; distress. It was so strong that it was coming out from him in waves. Yuri turned his face back towards the gravestone.
"What are you doing here?" Yuri whispered in a pained voice.
Flynn frowned at that. He stopped at Yuri's side and put a hand on his lover's shoulder. Yuri quickly shook it away and it deepened the blonde's worry.
"I was worried about you. I went to your apartment, but you weren't there, so I thought I could find you here," Flynn said quietly.
He got no response from Yuri. It made the blonde grow restless.
"Yuri – " he began, but he was cut harshly by his lover's cold voice.
"Go home. It's over."
Flynn's heart sank in his chest at the words he just heard. It could not be what he thought, right? Surely Yuri meant something else...
"You shouldn't make jokes like that, Yuri," the blonde said in a white tone as he took a step closer to Yuri.
He could not see his boyfriend's face from where he was since he was stubbornly looking away. The raven haired male clenched his fists and closed his eyes tightly.
"I said it's over! Are you deaf?" he exclaimed strongly, unable to meet Flynn's gaze.
Pain flared inside the blonde's chest, but he ignored it. He harshly grabbed Yuri's arm, trying to force him to look at him. Still, Yuri kept looking away, but he hissed in pain under Flynn's strong hold.
"Why? Give me one good reason why you want to put an end to our relationship!" Flynn exclaimed, not bothering hiding the pain he was feeling.
Yuri was quick to retaliate in a snapping tone. "It doesn't matter. I made a mistake in agreeing to date you."
Flynn released Yuri's arm, staring at his lover's face with a crestfallen expression.
"So that's it? You mean to tell me that everything we lived together was all a lie? That when you said you loved me back, that you wanted to be with me, it was all a lie? I don't believe you," Flynn whispered.
A short silence followed, broken only by the whistling of the wind. After a short moment, Yuri finally turned his face towards his boyfriend. A humourless, cold smirk stretched across his lips.
"What can I say? I'm a good actor. You should know that already," Yuri said in a cold tone that sent shivers down Flynn's spine.
When the blonde searched in Yuri's eyes, he saw no pain, no hesitation, nothing that could tell the blonde that he was lying. Still, he could not bring himself to believe what Yuri just said. Flynn could already feel his heart begin to break into pieces. He forced himself to ignore the pain growing stronger and stronger in his chest.
"You're lying. Is it because of what just happened with my parents?" he whispered, searching in Yuri's eyes for something that would show that he was indeed not telling the truth.
There was nothing, aside from a frightening emptiness.
Yuri's smirk turned into a small, ironic smile. "You don't get it, do you? It was just a game for me from the very beginning. You were nothing more than an entertainment. I wanted to see if I could make a straight guy turn gay. I planned to throw you away when I was done playing with you, anyway. You were just too naive; you fell right into it," he said without an ounce of regret.
That done it for Flynn. He felt his heart brutally break into his chest. His features twisted up in pain and he could not stop the gasp of pain from passing his lips. Yuri's stoic expression suddenly hardened.
"Go home, and don't bother me anymore," he repeated coldly.
This time, Flynn did not protest. He threw a last gaze to Yuri, one that was filled with unending suffering. He then turned around, walking away from the one that had swept his heart away before breaking it into thousands of pieces.
Yuri did not move as he heard Flynn walk away from him. He did not utter a single word, only staring lifelessly ahead. He did not even feel anything. It was as though is body was numb. Only when the sound of his now ex-boyfriend's steps faded away did he finally felt something; agony.
His heart burned painfully and his poker face crumbled in a second. His features twisted in pain and Yuri's hand clenched the fabric of his coat, just above his heart. The look that had crossed Flynn's face had been heartbreaking. He had believed all the lies Yuri so skillfully spit to his face.
Yuri had to do it; he had to push Flynn away, no matter how hard it was. He had no choice. He could not let Flynn sacrifice everything he had for him; Yuri did not deserve that. He did not deserve Flynn, not if it came with so many sacrifices. Yuri would rather sacrifice his own happiness. He was skilled with always putting everyone's happiness before his own. He was used to it. Then why? Why did it hurt so much? Why did his heart burn so much? Why did he feel the need to scream his pain?
Before he realised it, Yuri felt something moist and warm run down his cheek. He lifted his shaking fingers to touch his cheek. When he pulled them back, he saw crystal tears shining on his fingertips. Yuri stared at them with wide eyes.
He had not shed a single tear since the death of his parents, not even when his first boyfriend had tore his heart apart. He had not cried back then. Yuri realized he just lost the most precious person he had. He had pushed away the only one that loved him truly; the only one that wanted Yuri for who he was.
And he was gone so easily, with a few skilled lies. Yuri could not stop his tears anymore. He let them fall down, sobbing his distress quietly in the silence of the empty and desolated graveyard.
The days that followed were a living nightmare for Flynn. He could not get out of his mind everything that had been said between him and Yuri in the graveyard. He wanted to believe Yuri had lied to him, but he had to see the truth; the raven haired male had seemed more than serious as he rejected him.
Flynn was still hurting over it, and he could not bring himself to hate Yuri for it. He just... did not understand. He thought he knew Yuri well, and it was definitely not his style to deceive people. So why? Why did he reject him like that? Now knowing the reason was driving Flynn crazy.
The blonde could have a chance to heal if he did not see Yuri anymore, but it was impossible. They had two classes in common and rehearsal every day after college. Each time his eyes landed on Yuri, he felt his heart throb with pain, and he could see that Yuri was affected by their breakup too.
The raven haired male was doing his best to avoid Flynn. The latter had tried several times to talk to him, to at least know why Yuri suddenly ended their relationship, but the raven haired male was skilled in avoiding him. He even stopped eating with his friends at lunchtime. He probably went back home to eat at his apartment instead.
The worst part of it all was the rehearsals. Flynn was still in love with Yuri, and he probably would always be. The problem lied with Yuri. He was obviously uncomfortable with the whole situation. Each time they were rehearsing on stage, Flynn was pouring his real feelings to Yuri through his character, hoping that it would make Yuri waver. But it did not, and with each passing day, the pain of the breakup was tearing Flynn's heart further apart. Even if he had wished for it, he could not forget about Yuri. It was impossible. His heart yearned for the dark haired beauty in a way he thought not possible.
There was also the matter of his parents. Since they found out about him and Yuri, they did not talk to their son the few times they were at home. There was a palpable tension in the air. They did not talk about what happened, but it was clear they were waiting to see if Flynn would put a definite stop to his relationship with Yuri. The blonde bitterly thought that they were surely happy by the turn of events, if they were aware of the situation. Yuri wanted nothing of him anymore. They had gotten what they wanted.
One week passed since the day of their breakup. They were at rehearsal and once again, Flynn and Yuri's practice was a catastrophe. Yuri just could not put his heart in it. Raven stopped the duo after some time. He sighed loudly, looking truly desperate.
"Okay, guys, I don't know what's going on with you two, but please, please, get it together!" he exclaimed, his hands clasped together in a pleading gesture.
Flynn threw a look at Yuri, who was standing by his side. Guilt seemed to shine briefly in the raven haired male's eyes.
"I'm sorry, Raven. I'm not feeling really well today," Yuri said.
The blonde looked back at the director. Raven shook his head.
"Then go home and rest for today. But I want you to pull it together from tomorrow on. The play is coming soon, and I don't have the time to find replacements," the director said with an unusual seriousness.
Raven's blue gaze went from Yuri to Flynn, telling the blonde that his words applied to him too.
Yuri nodded. Without as much as a gaze to Flynn, the raven haired male climbed down from the stage. He took his bag and left the rehearsal room, not aware of Flynn's saddened gaze following him until he was gone.
Flynn was never aware of Judith's gaze weighting on him from afar.
When rehearsal ended, Flynn took his bag and left the room with the other students. He had just begun to walk in the direction of his locker when someone's arm locked with his. Flynn jumped in surprise and turned his face to the side to see Judith smiling at him, walking by his side.
"Hey, handsome. Are you busy right now?" she asked in a gentle tone.
The question confused the blonde. It was rare for Judith to talk to him alone like that.
"Not really. Why?" he asked with confusion.
The woman's smile turned sly. "Because I want you to take me on a date. Come on," she said normally, as if randomly asking a guy to take her on a date was perfectly normal.
Flynn did not even have time to protest that Judith was already dragging him away.
When they were out of school, Judith dragged the blonde around town, to finally stop in front of a familiar place: the bakery Exquisite Delights. Flynn shook his head vehemently.
"Look, Judith, there's no way I'm going in there. What do you want to accomplish by that? Making Yuri jealous? You know it won't work, and it's certainly not something I want to do," Flynn protested.
Judith sighed loudly and her gaze saddened. "What happened, Flynn? You two were made to be together, I could see it," Judith commented softly, her gaze never leaving her friend.
Flynn's expression soon turned miserable. Judith gently locked arms again with her friend and probed Flynn to walk.
"Let's take a walk, alright?" she said gently, knowing now that forcing Flynn to see Yuri right now would not bring any good.
Obviously, her blonde friend needed to confide in someone. Maybe she could be that person.
At first, they just walked in silence. Flynn was keeping all of his emotions inside, wondering if it was okay to just dump them all over the blue haired girl. However, she was obviously ready to listen and wanting to help. It made Flynn decide to just pour out everything that haunted him for the last week.
"I just... I just want to understand," the blonde began in a quiet tone.
Judith answered nothing, but the way she tightened her hold around the blonde's arm told Flynn that she was listening. He felt inclined to continue.
"He didn't even tell me why he wanted to break up," he said with sadness.
Judith turned her face to look at the blonde."What did he say, then?" she asked gently.
Flynn closed his eyes for a split second as he recalled those painful words.
"He said that it was just a game for him. That what we had was nothing but a lie," Flynn whispered, not able to look Judith in the eye.
The blue haired girl frowned slightly. "Did something happen before he told you that?" she asked.
Flynn sighed. That was a touchy subject, but right now, the blonde did not mind telling Judith. He felt he needed to confide in someone and Judith was making it surprisingly easy to do so.
"Yes, you can say that. My parents discovered about our relationship and they didn't take it well," Flynn admitted darkly.
A moment of silence followed his words. After what, Flynn was harshly slapped across the head. Flynn hissed in pain and looked at Judith with wide eyes. He was surprised to see a serious expression on Judith's delicate face.
"You're an idiot, you know that?" she said without a hint of humor.
Flynn's expression darkened. "What's with everyone calling me stupid all the time? It's really insulting," he said.
Judith pushed a finger into the blonde's chest.
"Because you really are stupid! It's no wonder Yuri was able to lie that easily to you," she said curtly.
Flynn stopped walking as he froze in place, making Judith stop too. He stared at her, not understanding. Judith sighed as she looked right into the blonde male's eyes.
"Think about it. Yuri is the most selfless person I know. He'd rather sacrifice his own happiness, if it meant that others would be happy. How do you think someone like him would react when he learned that things could go wrong with your parents?" she said with a serious expression.
Something clicked in Flynn's mind. Did Yuri really... but his thoughts were interrupted by Judith, who continued talking.
"And think about it; does he really look like someone happy to you right now? He's suffering too, but he's surely thinking that this pain is better than the guilt of making you lose important things for the sake of being with him," Judith finished.
Words Yuri had said one week ago came back to the blonde's mind.
"What can I say? I'm a good actor. You should know that already."
Back then, Flynn had thought Yuri meant he had faked being in love with Flynn, but now he clearly understood the meaning of those words. Yuri had lied perfectly, telling Flynn that it was all a big joke while he expertly hid his true feelings to make Flynn go away. The blonde had fallen so easily for that.
Flynn cursed softly. "I'm so stupid!" he exclaimed with frustration.
Judith chuckled. "Told you so," she said, her lips curving into a smile.
The blonde sighed. "But even if I know that, it doesn't change the fact that Yuri is avoiding me. It'll be hard to convince him to have me back if I can't even talk to him," he said in a frustrated tone.
Judith leaned in and flicked her friend's forehead, which earned her a surprised look.
"Then you know what you have to do; back him up into a corner and force him to talk to you. He can be pretty stubborn, but I'm sure you can be as stubborn as him," she said lightly, winking at Flynn.
The latter was too stunned to answer anything. Judith's smile turned brighter.
"Well, now that I've exhausted my advices for the day, I think I'm going to go eat a delicious slice of cake," she said in a light tone, already turning around to go back from where they came, obviously intending to return to the bakery Yuri was working at.
She had barely made a few steps away when Flynn finally snapped out of his stunned state.
"Judith!" Flynn called out to her.
The blue haired girl stopped and turned her face around to look at Flynn. The latter smiled gratefully at her.
"Thank you," he said.
Judith chuckled in return. "The least I can do is to help my two favorite idiots," she answered with humor and winked again before resuming her walk.
Flynn watched her go with his smile still plastered on his face.
He was really grateful to her. With this small talk, she had managed to transform all the pain and rejection Flynn felt into hope. She made him see the truth he had not been able to see by himself, and now, he knew what he had to do. His gaze became clouded with determination.
There was no way he would let Yuri slip from his grasp so easily.
It was Friday afternoon and Yuri was attending his class. However, he was only there in body. His mind was long gone as he was unable to concentrate due to the lack of sleep. Since he broke up with Flynn, Yuri did not manage to get one night of peaceful sleep. He felt... alone, broken. He knew it was his own fault for pushing the blonde away, but it was the only way. He just did not expect to suffer so much from it.
When class ended, Yuri was tempted to skip rehearsal and just go home, but he knew Raven would have his hide if he missed it. He wanted him to be there without fault, after he had allowed Yuri to skip it yesterday. So with a tired sigh, Yuri left the classroom and began walking towards the rehearsal room.
What came next happened so fast that he did not even have the time to react. As he was walking in front of an empty classroom, a hand shot out from behind him and grabbed his wrist. The person grabbing him pulled him quickly into the classroom. The dark haired male was shoved unceremoniously in the empty room and he heard the door close behind him. He swiftly turned around and his face paled when he recognized Flynn staring at him, standing between him and the door.
Yuri's heart sank in his chest as he realized he was stuck. He had no way of escaping Flynn and the talking that would undoubtedly follow. Yuri stared back at Flynn – at the man he still loved so much it hurts – , waiting for him to talk. But Flynn stayed silent, an undecipherable look on his face. Yuri soon could not take any more of that silence.
"What do you want, Flynn?" he asked in a tone he wanted harsh, but it was wavering.
Damn it. He could not afford to look weak now, but he could not help it. His heart throbbed with longing and pain at the sole sight of his ex-boyfriend.
Flynn kept silent. Instead of answering, he walked towards Yuri. Apprehension appeared in the latter's eyes and he had to stop himself from taking steps back in counterpart. Before his mind processed what just happened, Yuri found himself trapped in Flynn's strong and tight embrace. He gasped in surprise and his eyes widened. His first reflex was to try and escape from Flynn's arms, but the blonde's hold was unwavering.
Yuri froze when he heard Flynn whisper the same three words all over again against his ear; "I love you."
Yuri felt his heart beat faster and faster the more Flynn repeated those words. He soon could not take it anymore.
"Stop it..." he said louder than Flynn to bury his voice.
If the blonde heard him, it did not show. He kept on whispering those same shaking words like a mantra. Yuri clenched his teeth painfully and his fists began to hit against the blonde's chest.
"Damn it, Flynn!" he exclaimed louder, but Flynn ignored him again, keeping on telling his feelings over and over again, wanting to bring Yuri to the breaking point.
"Stop it!" Yuri exclaimed again, his voice breaking down at the end.
He hung his head low as his body began to shake all over. Flynn finally fell silent. It did not took him long to realize that Yuri was on the verge of crying. His eyes widened at the realisation. Yuri stopped hitting Flynn and he tightly grasped his shirt instead.
"Why can't you leave me alone?" he whispered painfully, his voice broken by quiet sobs.
He could not stop the bitter and painful tears coming at the corner of his tightly shut eyes. Curse Flynn and his ability to make him feel so weak!
Yuri suddenly felt a gentle hand caress his hair softly.
"Because you don't want that," Flynn answered gently.
Yuri gasped. "I told you – " he began to protest, but Flynn cut him short.
"Stop lying, Yuri. I didn't realise it last week when you broke up with me. I didn't understand why you pushed me away. But now I know," he said.
Yuri grew rigid. Flynn sensed it. He gently pushed him at arm's length to look at his face. However, Yuri still had his head lowered, ashamed of being seen in that weak state. Flynn gently caught his love's chin in his hand and lifted it. The beautiful gray eyes shining with painful, unshed tears looked everywhere but at him. Flynn wiped a crystal tear that threatened to roll down Yuri's pale cheek.
"You don't want me to lose anything for your sake, right? That's why you pushed me away," Flynn stated calmly, observing the raven haired male's reaction.
By the way Yuri stubbornly stared away while biting his bottom lip, not denying what he just said, Flynn knew Judith's guess had been right. He looked seriously at Yuri, never letting go of his chin.
"I already told you, and I'll tell you again; I don't want to ever lose you. I want to be with you, no matter what happens," the blonde said pleadingly, searching for the loved gaze.
The gray eyes were on him in a second, shining with such pain that it tore Flynn's heart apart.
"How can you still say that after what happened with your parents? You could lose them, Flynn! Not only that, but by being with me, you won't be able to live a normal life! I'm not worth the consequences," he said painfully.
Flynn understood by the way Yuri looked right now how affected he was by the thought. Flynn released Yuri's chin and he let his fingers travel to his hair, caressing the dark strands slowly as he smiled softly.
"You're wrong. You're worth much more than that. Nothing in the world means anything if I don't have you. If my parents can't see that, then I don't care if they disinherit me," Flynn said with conviction.
At that, Yuri's eyes widened. Guilt and sadness shone in the two onyxes. "They said that?" he whispered guiltily.
Flynn thought it would serve nothing to hide the truth, so he nodded. When he saw the guilt worsen in his love's eyes, Flynn cupped Yuri's face in his hands.
"Hey, don't go there. It's not your fault. I decided to date you. I fell in love with you, and there's no way I'm going back. They'll have to accept that you're part of my life now, or they won't be part of it anymore," Flynn said in a serious tone.
Yuri was too stunned, too confused to talk. He felt the emotions he had tried his best to suppress bubble up to the surface, threatening to engulf him, despite Yuri's reservations. He did not want to yield to Flynn, because no matter what he said, the raven haired male still felt he was not worth the sacrifices Flynn would have to make. Still, the blonde was making his resolution melt rapidly.
It was even worse when the blonde opened his mouth to whisper words that shook Yuri to the core; "Yuri... it's you I want by my side when all my dreams come true. No one else. I could love you forever, you know that."
Yuri closed his eyes, unable to hold the intense blue gaze anymore. His hands gripped the fabric of Flynn's shirt even tighter. He bit his lip nervously, trying to keep the little bit of control he had. His heart was making it difficult, for it was reaching for Flynn. Yuri was torn.
His rational mind was telling him that the best thing to do was to reject Flynn once and for all and to go on with his life. It would be best for Flynn. However, Yuri's heart was singing another tune; it wanted to give in to Flynn. That part was getting stronger by the minute as it followed Yuri's deepest desire; to be with the one he loved. To be with Flynn.
A soft call of his name had Yuri reluctantly open his eyes again to stare into Flynn's serious ones. Flynn stayed silent for a short moment. Then, his voice resounded quietly.
"Yuri. It's okay to be selfish for once in your life. I know you always think of others before yourself, and I love you for that. But you can't always deny what you want! It's okay for you to be happy. Now, I need to know if you want to be with me again. It's okay if you can't answer me right now, but as long as I know that you'll be ready to give me another chance someday, I'll wait for you. But I need to know."
Silence answered Flynn as they stared at each other. If he were still holding Yuri close, he would have felt his love's heart beat madly against his chest. He could have guessed what was going on in Yuri's mind, but now, he was anxiously waiting in silence. Flynn suddenly saw something flicker in the gray eyes, but it was gone too quickly for the blonde to recognize it. Yuri's lips turned into a small smile, contrasting deeply with the still unshed tears.
Yuri moved closer and Flynn heard him whisper soft words in a defeated tone; "You always win, don't you?"
Before the blonde had the time to process those words, Yuri's warm and familiar body pressed against him and lips covered his in a hungry kiss. Flynn gasped in surprise, but he quickly gathered himself as unending happiness and relief overwhelmed him. The blonde quickly circled his love's waist and he responded to the kiss, pouring his feelings through their intimate contact.
It felt like they were discovering the taste of their lips all over again. It had been way too long, Flynn realised. He had really gotten addicted to Yuri, and that week apart from him had been hell on Earth. He never wanted to go through this again. Flynn berated himself from being deep in thoughts at such a moment, while he was holding his Yuri in his arms. He went back to the present moment, enjoying the feel of his lover's delectable lips against his.
They broke apart when breathing became necessary. Still, Yuri's lips stayed close to Flynn's. Those lips soon turned into a breathtaking smile.
"I love you, you idiot," Yuri whispered.
Flynn mimicked his smile and one of his hands caressed the soft skin of Yuri's cheek.
"That's my line," he replied breathlessly in a tone full of joy.
Yuri chuckled, a sound that made Flynn's heart leap in his chest. God, how he had missed that sound! A second later, he was tasting those delicious lips again. As much as Flynn wanted to just keep kissing Yuri like that forever, a sudden thought crossed his mind. He broke their kiss and looked into Yuri's questioning eyes.
"Hum... We're already late for rehearsal. We should probably get going," he said in a bothered tone.
Flynn did not want their moment to end. He was too glad to finally have Yuri back to think about anything else right now. It seemed like Yuri was thinking the same thing, since he smirked temptingly and hooked a finger under Flynn's tie playfully.
"Let's skip it and go to my place," he proposed in a sensual tone.
It sent shivers down Flynn's spine. He did not need more hints to know what Yuri had in mind and it thrilled him.
Flynn smiled back, a hint of nervousness to his smile.
"I must say the offer is most tempting, but – " he began, but Yuri cut him with a quick, but lustful kiss.
When he pulled back, he stared right into Flynn's wavering blue gaze.
"Come on," he whispered with need.
Who was Flynn to refuse such an invitation? Raven would want to kill them, but the blonde could not bring himself to care right now.
He smiled to Yuri. "Okay, fine," he surrendered.
Yuri was satisfied by his answer. He grabbed the blonde's hand and pulled him out of the classroom, but instead of walking towards the rehearsal room, they took the opposite direction, leading to the college's exit. Flynn's heart beat madly in his chest at the thought of what would likely happen as soon as they would step foot in the raven haired male's apartment. Yuri had made it clear what he wanted and Flynn would not deny him this.
Not when he wanted it as much as his lover.
As soon as the front door of Yuri's apartment closed behind them, Flynn was pushed harshly against the wall and his lips were stolen by an eager dark haired beauty. Flynn was not about to complain. He responded to the kiss with as much eagerness, forcing his control over his lover.
Yuri gasped when he felt Flynn's tongue push against his lips and enter the cavern of his mouth. Yuri's hands grabbed Flynn's coat and quickly got rid of it, letting it fall on the ground with a loud thud. While Flynn kept ravishing Yuri's mouth, the blonde stripped his lover of his own coat.
When they parted for air, Flynn quickly turned the tables. The blonde pinned Yuri's wrists against the wall and he pushed his knee in between his lover's legs. He did not miss the lustful and quiet moan Yuri made at being handled in such a way. It aroused Flynn, and he could feel Yuri was also getting quickly excited.
Flynn leaned in, but instead of claiming the other's lips, he aimed for the alluring white flesh of his neck. He began to plant soft kisses down the exposed throat. When he earned only soft and almost inaudible gasps, Flynn decided to try something else. He bit down hard into the flesh of Yuri's neck. Yuri moaned in a mix of pain and pleasure. Violent shivers ran through Yuri's body and he grew limp.
Flynn did not miss his reaction. He sucked at the wound he just created and he earned another delicious moan. Yuri tilted his head to the side, letting more space to Flynn who kept on abusing the white flesh. The sounds Yuri made aroused him.
"God, Flynn," Yuri whispered with need.
He wanted to touch the blonde so badly. He tried to get his arms free, but it was no use.
Flynn finally released his abused neck and went up to claim Yuri's lips again. He finally released Yuri's wrist and the latter did not waste time in circling Flynn's neck and pushing away from the wall. Without breaking the kiss, Yuri turned around and walked backwards, pulling the blonde with him towards the bedroom.
Flynn broke the kiss when they were about to enter the bedroom. He looked at Yuri, who was looking back at him with lust filled eyes.
"You really want to do this?" he asked breathlessly.
Yuri smiled. "Hell, yeah. I've waited long enough. Why, are you having second thoughts?" he asked, searching in Flynn's eyes.
"No, of course not. But..." the blonde hesitated to tell what was on his mind.
Yuri understood, though. His smile turned gentle as he leaned in to give a small peck on his lover's lips.
"Don't worry. If there's something you're unsure about, just follow my lead," he whispered gently.
Flynn's nervousness all faded away with these simple words. Yuri was right. Flynn could not forget that he was with Yuri, and that his lover would help him if he needed to. It would be his first time with another man, after all.
Flynn smiled at Yuri. "Okay," he answered quietly.
His answer pleased Yuri. He grabbed Flynn's collar and a seductive smirk appeared on his lips. He gently resumed pulling Flynn with him into the bedroom. When the back of Yuri's knees hit the bed, he let himself fall on the mattress, making Flynn take the fall with him.
The blonde settled on top of Yuri, supporting himself on his arms as he stared at his lover. The raven haired male was looking straight at him, his eyes half-lidded and shining with lust and want. It was an open invitation for Flynn to continue where he left off.
The blonde leaned in and one of his hands went behind Yuri's head, untying his hair. He lovingly caressed the now free soft strands. The blonde said nothing, but Yuri could see all of Flynn's emotions in his eyes. Longing, love, want, adoration; all of these emotions were for him.
Yuri grabbed the back of the blonde's head and pulled him the rest of the way down until their lips mashed together with need and passion. Flynn responded to the kiss while he let his hand slowly caress up and down Yuri's chest through his shirt. The latter sighed into the kiss.
When Flynn broke the contact, his lips trailed down to Yuri's neck again. He teased his lover, gently nipping and sucking at the skin, not giving him what he really wanted. Yuri quickly got frustrated.
"Damn it, Flynn! Stop teasing me!" he said in an annoyed tone.
Flynn did not listen at first, continuing with his gentle attentions. He obeyed only when Yuri nearly tore his shirt in half in his frustration.
Flynn sank his teeth into the tender flesh of Yuri's neck. It earned him a surprised cry that turned into a moan of pleasure. Yuri's thighs clenched on each side of his hips under the sudden pleasure that coursed through his veins. Flynn realized now without a doubt that Yuri was the kind to like it rough.
This discovery turned him on. The blonde lapped at the blood that seeped from the wound, rolling down the side of Yuri's neck. Flynn felt the violent shiver that ran through his lover's body.
"Flynn," Yuri whispered in an urgent tone. He wanted so much more.
Flynn left the marred skin of his lover's neck and went lower, sucking harshly at Yuri's collarbone while his hands began to undo the buttons of Yuri's shirt. He only realized his hands were shaking from excitement when he had trouble undoing them.
Yuri's hands that had slipped under the blonde's shirt and were now feverishly caressing his skin up and down were certainly not helping, as well as the hot sounds Yuri was making from time to time at the blonde's ministrations.
When Flynn finally managed to get Yuri's shirt open, revealing the white skin of his chest and stomach, he did not waste time in exploring the newly exposed skin. Shivers ran through Yuri as Flynn caressed the sensitive skin of his stomach. The blonde's sinful mouth – and way too skilled to be even legal – went down, leaving small bites in its trail.
Yuri's hips jerked upwards when this skilled mouth closed around one of his nipples. Yuri could not stop the moans from passing his lips at the pleasure coursing through his veins while Flynn sucked and nipped at his sensitive nipple. Soon, he could not take more of that sweet torture.
Yuri's nails painfully sank into the flesh of Flynn's shoulders through his shirt. The sudden pain made Flynn stop what he was doing and lift his face to look at Yuri. Before the blonde could ask what was wrong, Yuri quickly reversed the positions with a quick flip of his hips.
Flynn found himself laying on his back on the mattress, with his lover straddling his stomach, a seductive smirk stretched across his lips. From where Flynn was, the sight of his lover was breathtaking. Yuri's unbuttoned shirt was sliding off one of his shoulders; his cheeks were bearing a slight tint of red; the skin of his neck and chest was marred by several love bites. The best was the look on his face; a look of pure, unbridled desire.
"You're beautiful," Flynn whispered.
Yuri raised an eyebrow at that and his smile turned into a pout.
"I'd prefer you say 'handsome'. That's more manly," he said, but without a hint of anger.
Flynn chuckled at that. Yuri leaned down and his long hair fell from his shoulders to frame Flynn's face. Yuri's smirk reappeared, more sensual this time.
"You had your fun; now it's my turn," he whispered in a tone that sent dark shivers throughout Flynn's entire body.
Yuri got rid of his shirt before leaning in to suck and nibble at Flynn's earlobe. The dark haired male did not miss the gasp that Flynn let out. He sucked harder at the flesh and he heard the gasp turn into a soft, encouraging moan. Yuri smirked. He was not the only one sensitive.
He stopped abusing his lover's ear and made his way down to Flynn's neck, sucking harshly at the spot under the blonde's jaw. Flynn hissed quietly through his teeth, but he made no indication that he would stop Yuri. The latter smiled in satisfaction as he kept sucking at the hickey he just formed. He too wanted to show Flynn was his.
Yuri planted kisses and bites down the blonde's neck, much like his lover had done to him before. When he arrived at Flynn's collar, Yuri deftly undid the tie and dropped it on the ground. Then, he locked gazes with Flynn as he took the first button of his shirt between his teeth, unbuttoning it with the help of his fingers. Flynn kept staring at Yuri as he took care of each button in the same way. The blonde felt his desire rise up more and more at the intensity he could see in Yuri's eyes.
Soon enough, Flynn's shirt was opened all the way and the blonde helped his lover in getting rid of it. Yuri stared at Flynn's perfect chest. A sudden, foreign feeling washed over him, filling his entire being. It was a warm and pleasant feeling; the feeling that Flynn belonged to him, just as he belonged to Flynn. It was a selfish thought, and it felt strange. It was the first time Yuri really wanted someone to be his. It was also the first time he did not feel guilty for wanting something this bad.
Flynn's fingertips suddenly brushed his cheek, and it pulled Yuri out of his thoughts. Flynn was smiling at him, but it did not hide the bit of worry shining in his eyes.
"Is everything okay, Yuri?" he asked gently, in a slightly breathless tone.
Yuri smiled. "Yeah, don't worry," he said back.
Flynn seemed doubtful at first, but it soon went away when Yuri bent down and resumed his exploration down Flynn's chest and stomach. When he arrived at Flynn's pants, he took hold of the belt and looked at the blonde, his smirk back on his lips.
Flynn's heart beat madly in his chest, but he said nothing. Yuri took his silence for his agreement. Never leaving his lover's gaze, he unbuckled the belt and opened his pants. He then dragged the pants down slowly, leaving Flynn clad only in his boxers. Yuri was tempted to tease Flynn a little by making him wait before freeing him from his confines, but he could not wait anymore, so he spared his lover.
Hooking his fingers under the waistband of Flynn's boxers, Yuri dragged the fabric down. His eyes were met with the sight of Flynn's already hard member. He did not stare too long, knowing it was surely embarrassing enough for Flynn already. He stared just long enough to see Flynn was well endowed.
Yuri locked gazes with Flynn again. The blonde was clearly embarrassed, but his gaze never wavered from him. Flynn sat up and brought Yuri back up for a mind-blowing kiss. Yuri moaned in the kiss as he felt Flynn's hands travel down his back and into his pants, massaging his buttocks.
Yuri gasped against Flynn's lips, and it only encouraged Flynn. When they broke apart, the blonde's hands went to the front of Yuri's pants and he looked into the dark haired male's eyes, silently asking for permission. When Yuri only held his gaze, Flynn got rid of the belt and opened the pants of his lover. He dragged them down, along with Yuri's underwear. Yuri helped Flynn to get rid of them and did not miss the way the blonde's eyes lowered to look at the last part of Yuri that was hidden from his sight seconds ago.
Yuri gently cupped Flynn's face into his hands and lifted it until the blonde was looking at him. Yuri's expression was serious.
"Is it weird? Being with me like that?" he whispered seriously.
Flynn shook his head while his hands distractedly caressed Yuri's shoulders and arms, making the latter shiver.
"No, it's not. It just seems... surreal. I don't know how to explain. We haven't done anything yet, and already I feel..." Flynn could not finish his words, not able to explain, but Yuri understood because he felt the same way.
I feel ecstatic.
Yuri smiled sensually at Flynn and pressed himself closer to him. The movement made their erections rub against each other. Both males gasped at the pleasure it caused.
Yuri caressed Flynn's chest in slow and sensual movements as he leaned in to whisper against his lover's ear; "Just go with the flow. Now lie down; I've got a nice treat for you."
The way Yuri said that made shivers run down the blonde's spine. Flynn obeyed, lying back down on the mattress. He watched as Yuri went down his body. He was soon out of the blonde's vision. Just as Flynn was wondering what he was doing, a warm hand closed around his erection and something moist covered his shaft.
Flynn's body jerked under the sudden pleasure and his gaze darted down. He was met by the sight of Yuri sucking slowly on his member, his gray eyes staring straight back at him as he pleasured him. Flynn's head flew backward and he could not stop the moan from passing his lips.
Yuri smirked around Flynn's erection. He loved seeing the effect he had on Flynn. He released his lover's member and slowly licked along the length, savoring it as he would do his favourite sweets. Yuri wanted to take his time. He wanted to drag on the pleasure for Flynn.
His hand around the base of Flynn's erection began a slow up and down movement while Yuri lapped at the head, where some precum already gathered. His actions were rewarded by an alluring moan and a jerk of Flynn's hips. Yuri pinned the blonde's hips on the mattress. Knowing he had tortured Flynn enough, he decided not to make him wait anymore.
Without so much as a warning, Yuri took Flynn's shaft back into the hot wetness of his mouth as deep as he could. Flynn let out a strangle moan of his lover's name. Only Yuri's hands pinning his hips down prevented him from trusting into the sweetness of his lover's mouth. The pressure, the whole feel of it... Flynn had never experienced anything like it.
Of course, it was not the first time someone was giving him head, but it could never compare to that. Yuri just knew how to draw as much pleasure as possible from the blonde. The way he was sucking at his member at different paces, rolling his tongue all around it, paying a special attention to his leaking and sensitive head; the way he was moaning and slurring around the mouthful of flesh, sending violent shivers of pure ecstasy through Flynn's entire body; the way he was caressing his balls with his free hand while he pleasured him; God he was good at that.
Flynn risked another look at Yuri and he thought he would come right then and there. The raven haired male had his eyes closed and his cheeks were reddened while he moaned softly from time to time. It was not hard for Flynn to guess he was also pleasuring himself at the same time, even if he could not see it. The only thing he could see was his own length disappearing between his lover's lips.
The sight was obscene, but so erotic at the same time. Flynn moaned again when Yuri scraped his sensitive flesh with his teeth. A familiar feeling washed over Flynn.
"Ahh... Yuri, I'm going to – " he tried to warn his lover.
Yuri understood. He released Flynn's member with an obscene sound.
Flynn closed his eyes to regain his senses as his release was denied. After some time, a ticklish sensation covered the skin of his chest as a weight settled back on his stomach. He slowly opened his eyes to see a smiling Yuri straddling him again, the end of his long hair brushing his chest.
"So? Did you like that?" Yuri slurred sensually.
Flynn could not stop the shiver at the tone used by his lover. Flynn was just discovering that Yuri was a fearful seducer in bed, but he was far from hating it; much the contrary. One of Flynn's hands got lost in that beautiful dark mane and he yanked Yuri towards him.
"I'm just thinking you're really skilled with that mouth of yours," Flynn whispered.
Yuri's smile turned playful. "Were you doubting that? I'm hurt," he said with a pouting voice.
Flynn chuckled softly before regaining his serious.
"I'd like to return the favor, but I'm afraid I won't be as good as you," he said.
It was obvious that contrary to Yuri, Flynn had never done anything remotely close to a blowjob.
Yuri was about to answer that it did not matter, but Flynn was not finished. "So I'll do that instead."
The next thing Yuri knew, Flynn's warm hand closed around his erection and the blonde began to stroke him. Yuri gasped in surprise and his hands gripped his lover's shoulders tightly. Flynn straightened up into a sitting position, forcing Yuri to follow the movement.
The blonde tightened his hold around Yuri's erection to increase the friction and slowly jerked him off. At first, the only sounds that escaped Yuri's mouth were soft gasps., but when Flynn rubbed the slit of Yuri's erection with his thumb, he was rewarded by a wanton moan. Yuri clutched Flynn's shoulders tighter and his hips moved in the slightest of movement.
Wanting to hear more sweet sounds like that, Flynn kept on rubbing his thumb across the now wet slit, keeping a slow yet firm rhythm. Yuri bit down hard into Flynn's shoulder to try and muffle the sounds, but it was no use. Soon, he was panting and moaning against Flynn's ear, which turned the blonde on.
Flynn's free hand caressed slowly down his lover's back. When he reached Yuri's buttocks, his fingers traced the curve of Yuri's buttocks down to the puckered skin of his lover's entrance. Yuri jerked in surprise and a gasp escaped his lips.
Knowing something was wrong, Flynn immediately pulled back his fingers and turned his face to look at Yuri.
"Yuri? Did I do something wrong?" he asked gently with a hint of worry.
Yuri shook his head softly, slight embarrassment visible on his face.
"No, don't worry. I was just surprised. Since... that guy, I was always the one doing the taking. I wasn't expecting this," he explained quietly with unease.
His first time had left a deep scar on Yuri. He had suffered so much from it; from letting someone enter him. It had hurt him physically and mentally. To make sure it would not happen again, he always made it clear with the people he slept with that he would not be on the bottom. It was never debatable. If they could not accept that, then Yuri would leave them in the lurch.
Yuri pulled a great effort to hold his lover's gaze. Flynn stayed silent for a few seconds. After what, a gentle yet uneasy smile stretched across his lips.
"Yuri, I... I want to be inside you. I really do, but if you can't, I'll understand. I love you, and as long as I get to be with you, then I don't mind how we do it. Just tell me what you want," the blonde said gently.
When Yuri searched his lover's eyes, he saw some fear and nervousness at the idea of being on the receiving end. He could understand. Flynn had never done anything remotely close to it. But in the blue gaze, Yuri could also see that he was being sincere. Flynn would do it, if it meant making love with Yuri. He was so sweet. It meant more to Yuri than Flynn could ever imagine.
The dark haired male quickly made up his mind. He climbed down from Flynn's lap and reached for his bedside table. Opening the drawer, he took a bottle of lubricant. When he turned back towards Flynn, Yuri gently took one of Flynn's hands and put down the bottle in it. He then closed his lover's fingers around it and lifted his gaze to look into Flynn's surprised one. Yuri smiled at Flynn.
"Do it. You said you wanted all of me, right? Then I'll give it to you; everything," he whispered.
It was the time Yuri overcame his fear. He knew Flynn would never hurt him intentionally. He had to trust him.
Flynn felt his desire flare up at that. The idea of asking Yuri if he was sure did not even cross his mind. He could see in the gray eyes that he was serious. Yuri was offering all of himself to Flynn. Considering Yuri's past, there were no greatest proof of Yuri's love and trust towards Flynn. The latter leaned in to claim his boyfriend's lips in an open kiss, telling him of his gratitude.
When they parted, they were both breathless.
"Get on your hands and knees," Flynn commanded softly.
Yuri obeyed without a sound, settling on his hands and knees. Not being able to see Flynn was making him a bit nervous, even if Yuri knew what would happen.
At least he thought he knew. Flynn's hands parted his cheeks and soon, something moist touched the skin around his entrance, circling it. Yuri yelped in surprise at the unexpected contact. His cheeks flushed from embarrassment as Flynn's tongue slowly licked around his entrance.
He was about to protest when that slick tongue pushed past his ring of muscles in a quick movement. Yuri let out a moan; a mix of surprise and pleasure. He did not know why, but that gesture excited him. He really did not expect Flynn do to something like that. The contact was foreign, but pleasant.
Yuri found himself moaning quietly when he lost the contact after a while. His ears picked up the sound of the bottle of lubricant being opened. Yuri held back his breath, tensing without even noticing it at what was coming. Soon enough, the dark haired male felt a finger coated with lubricant slowly circle his entrance before gently pushing inside him.
The first one easily slid inside and Yuri did not utter a single sound. Flynn gently trust his finger in and out, staying silent as he listened to any sound that would be coming from his lover; listening to any indication that would tell him that Yuri was in pain.
Another finger soon pressed against Yuri's entrance and pushed inside. This time, Yuri gasped quietly at the slight discomfort he felt. Flynn moved his fingers slowly, gently stretching him. The blonde could feel the tension in Yuri's body, so he made sure to prepare him as slowly and as gently as he could.
Even so, when he pushed his third finger into Yuri's tight heat, he heard his lover moan softly in pain. Flynn's free hand caressed Yuri's back in a soothing fashion. He continued stretching him carefully. It was so tight inside Yuri... Flynn felt anxious when he realized he would surely hurt Yuri when he would penetrate him. He was way bigger than three fingers.
The blonde was suddenly not sure it was such a good idea. Flynn was about to pull his fingers out and tell Yuri that when his middle finger suddenly brushed something deep inside Yuri that made him gasp audibly, but this time it was not out of pain. It was a mix of surprise and pleasure. Curious, Flynn rubbed his finger against that spot. Yuri's gasps soon turned into pleasured moans getting louder and louder.
The unexpected pleasure coursing through Yuri's veins was almost too much to handle. His arms could not hold him up anymore. He collapsed on the bed, his rear end sticking out in the air while Flynn kept on hitting that pleasure spot. Yuri bucked his hips against his lover's fingers, trying to get them to reach deeper inside him and to get more of that feeling.
Seeing Yuri move his hips like that and moan in such pleasure aroused Flynn. It was enough to make the blonde change his mind. He wanted only one thing now; to bury himself deep into that tight heat. But before that, he wanted to make sure Yuri was thoroughly prepared. Still, it was such a torture to wait...
He thought he never felt more relieved in his life when he heard Yuri tell him in a begging tone; "Flynn... that's enough. Take me."
Flynn did not need to be told twice. He pulled back his fingers and gently turned Yuri around until he was lying under him on his back, looking up at him with lust-filled eyes. Yuri parted his thighs wide in an open invitation for Flynn to take him. The blonde settled between those creamy, perfect thighs.
He leaned in and kissed Yuri. He intended the kiss to be short, but Yuri circled his neck and kept him there, moving his lips against Flynn in a slow and sensual kiss. When they parted, Flynn took the bottle of lubricant and applied the slick substance on his shaft. Flynn held his lover's gaze as he grabbed his member and brought it to Yuri's entrance, gently rubbing its head against it.
Yuri knew Flynn was waiting for him to tell the blonde when to enter him. He closed his eyes and after a few seconds needed to relax his body, he nodded, telling Flynn he was ready.
A warm hand was soon on his thigh, gripping it gently to give Flynn leverage. A second later, Yuri felt Flynn's rather large member push past the ring of muscles and slowly penetrate him. Yuri gasped at the pain that flared inside him while Flynn pushed inch after inch inside his body. His muscles clenched around the blonde's shaft, making it difficult for Flynn to continue.
Flynn stopped his movement and looked at Yuri's pained expression. His lover had closed his eyes and was breathing in short, pained gasps. He felt guilty, for he was not feeling pain at all. Instead, an intense pleasure was coursing through his veins at the sensation of Yuri's hot tightness clenching around him. He found it difficult to keep control over himself and not begin to move into his lover, but he managed it. He had to wait for Yuri to be ready.
Flynn caressed Yuri's hair with a shaking hand. Yuri's eyelids fluttered open and the two pained onyxes bore into his eyes. Flynn looked worriedly at his lover.
"Are you okay, Yuri?" he asked in a breathless tone.
Yuri smiled at Flynn, though it did not hide the pain. "I'm okay. I'm just trying to get used to it. You're not exactly small, either," Yuri teased weakly.
Flynn's cheeks burned at Yuri's blunt statement. He did not answer, but a comforting smile appeared on his lips. He kept on caressing the black strands splayed on the pillow around Yuri's face. A short moment later, Flynn felt Yuri's muscles relax. He gently pushed his member the rest of the way inside. Yuri's body jolted and he quietly hissed in pain through his teeth. Flynn's hand in his hair helped him to relax.
After a while, the pain faded to become a low, constant dull. Yuri could not wait anymore. He wanted Flynn. He looked right into his lover's gaze.
"Move," he ordered quietly.
The blonde did not need to be told twice. He slowly moved his hips experimentally, pulling out of the maddening tightness before trusting back inside Yuri. Flynn built up a slow rhythm, his gaze never leaving Yuri's face. The latter had closed his eyes and soft gaps were escaping his lips each time Flynn trust inside him.
Flynn knew the raven haired male was not feeling pleasure yet. It was not fair that only Flynn felt good. He deepened his trusts and angled them, searching for that spot that drove Yuri crazy with need earlier. He knew he found it when a particular deep trust had Yuri open his eyes and his entire body jerked violently.
A jolt of intense pleasure had run down Yuri's spine when Flynn brushed that spot deep inside him. The blonde did not miss his reaction. He kept on trusting against his sweet spot. Intense pleasure began to build inside Yuri, making him moan shamelessly.
Yuri hooked a long leg around his lover's waist and moved his hips against Flynn, meeting his trusts and deepening the penetration. He did not feel pain anymore; only a blinding pleasure, that made him melt into a moaning mess. Still, it was not enough. He wanted to feel Flynn even deeper. Yuri feverishly brought the blonde to his lips.
"Flynn... ahh... faster," he moaned against the blonde's lips.
A violent shiver ran down Flynn's spine at this demand. He claimed Yuri's lips in a passionate kiss as he build up a faster rhythm, driving in and out of Yuri's wonderful body with even more strength. Yuri broke the kiss and his head flew backwards as a wanton moan escaped his lips. Flynn took the opportunity to sink his teeth into the exposed flesh, making Yuri cry out shamelessly. Yuri's thighs shook under the pleasure he felt. He still wanted more, and more... He felt like he could not get enough of Flynn.
"More," he whined in a desperate tone.
Flynn gave in to his lover's demand. His hand found Yuri's on the pillow and he laced their fingers together. The blonde snapped his hips almost brutally against his lover. Yuri moaned his name in such an erotic way Flynn though he would come right on the spot. He held it in, even though he could feel his orgasm coming fast.
He could not help it. Yuri was looking way too good right now; his eyes were half closed under the intense pleasure; his cheeks were reddened, contrasting deeply with his white skin; his partly opened lips were deliciously moaning his name. The sight of Yuri coming undone under him, mixed with the sensation of his muscles clenching sporadically around him were making it too much to endure.
Flynn had never felt such pleasure before. He did not want it to end, but he knew it would soon, no matter what he would do. He would at least make sure Yuri would attain the peak of his pleasure before him.
Flynn's hand closed around Yuri's erection and the raven haired male's back arched suddenly. Yuri painfully sank his nails into Flynn's back, dragging them down, making a number on the blonde's back, but Flynn did not mind. Instead, he moaned at the sensation of pain mixing with the intense pleasure.
In response, Flynn jerked Yuri harder, matching the rhythm of his hand with the one of his hips, almost savagely pounding into Yuri. The raven haired male did not mind. He only moaned louder, loving how rough Flynn was being. Yuri's body shook all over. The pleasure was too much; it was mounting too fast...
"Flynn, I'm going to – " he began, between two moans.
The blonde understood what Yuri wanted to tell him. Grabbing his lover's hips, he trusted deeply into Yuri, right on his prostate. The dark haired male arched his back and his thighs clenched painfully around the blonde's waist. Yuri's head flew backwards and he cried out Flynn's name as his orgasm was torn from him. He spent himself between their bodies.
His orgasm caused his muscles to clench even tighter around the sensitive flesh of Flynn's shaft. It was too much for the blonde. He trust two more times into the wonderful heat, and with a cry of Yuri's name, he also reached the peak of his pleasure. Still firmly buried into Yuri, Flynn spent himself deep inside him. Flynn's body shook all over, but he managed to hold himself up, not wanting to crush Yuri under his weight.
When he had regained control of most of his senses, Flynn pulled out of Yuri. The sudden feeling of emptiness made Yuri whine softly. Flynn collapsed on the bed besides his lover, totally exhausted. Despite his fatigue, he reached over at Yuri. His arms circled his lover's waist and he gently brought the raven haired male against him.
Yuri did not offer any resistance. He cuddled against Flynn, leaning his head on the blonde's chest. His body was still shaking a little in the aftermath of his orgasm and he could feel Flynn was in the same state. One of the blonde's hands left his waist and went up to his hair, caressing the now damp strands. Yuri smiled and lifted his face to look at his lover.
"So? How was it?" he asked, even though he already knew the answer.
Flynn smiled back and leaned down to plant a sloppy kiss on those delectable lips. He was so tired...
"Incredible. I didn't think I could be even more addicted to you, but it seems it's possible," he answered in a tired and quiet voice.
Yuri chuckled weakly. He too was tired. Yuri could undoubtedly say that this was the best sex he ever had. He knew it was not only because Flynn was incredible in bed; it was also because it had been more than just sex. They had made love. Flynn and Yuri had merged into one person in that moment, both in body and mind. Nothing could compare to that.
Yuri settled back against Flynn's chest and sighed in satisfaction as he closed his eyes.
"I know. I'm awesome like that," he whispered while he muffled a yawn.
Flynn chuckled. His hand went to Yuri's arm, gently caressing the nude skin.
"Yes, you are. That's part of why I love you," he whispered in a voice filled with gentleness and adoration.
It made Yuri smile. "Love you too." That was the last thing Yuri muttered before sinking into a dreamless sleep, a satisfied, peaceful smile on his lips.
Flynn lied awake in the bed, listening to Yuri's even breathing as he slept and enjoying the warmth of his lover's body pressed against him. His hand was distractedly caressing Yuri's soft strands while he stared at the ceiling, lost in his thoughts. Flynn kept recalling what just happened.
He still could not believe he just made love with Yuri. The mere thought of it was so surreal, but he could not help but see the truth. Here he was, lying in bed with Yuri, both of them naked and satisfied by a moment of passion. The fact that Flynn just slept with another male did not even bothered him. It had felt so natural, and Flynn knew why; Yuri was the right one for him. He was the one he wanted to grow old with. The raven haired male was the only one with who Flynn wanted to share his life and his dreams.
His train of thoughts led him elsewhere and the blonde's expression hardened. There was something he had to do, and as much as he wanted to just lay there with Yuri and watch his love sleep, he could not do that as long as that was not taken care off.
With that thought, Flynn carefully untangled himself from Yuri, who was laying half on top of him. Yuri only sighed softly in his sleep and settled comfortably against the sheets. Flynn dressed himself without a sound, not wanting to wake his lover. When he was dressed, the blonde leaned over Yuri's peaceful face and dropped a sweet kiss on his partly opened lips. When he pulled away, the blonde took a few seconds to take in the sight of Yuri.
The raven haired beauty was tangled up in the white sheets. His messy dark hair was contrasting strongly with the sheets, framing his flawless face. Flynn had never seen him so relaxed before, so at ease. The blonde knew he wanted to wake up to this sight every last morning of his life. That thought strengthened his determination. Flynn smiled fondly at Yuri while his fingers softly brushed some strands away from his lover's forehead.
"I'll be back soon, Yuri," he whispered.
Without another word, Flynn rose from the bed and left the room without another glance.
When Yuri woke up later, it was with a feeling of fulfillment and peace. He had not felt like this in forever. His memory being hazy, he did not remember why he felt like this until he opened his eyes. Yuri realized he was naked under the sheets and it could only mean one thing, since it was not in his habit to do so; he had slept with Flynn. Also, there was no mistaking the sticky substance coating his stomach and the inside of his thighs.
The memory of what happened came back suddenly. Flynn... Yuri turned around in the bed and his heart sank when he did not see the blonde sleeping by his side. He touched the mattress where Flynn had lied, only to find it devoid of any warmth. It could only mean one thing; Flynn was long gone. Yuri shot up in the bed,hissing at the pain that shot through his backside at the sudden movement. "Flynn?" Yuri called out, hoping that the blonde would answer him; hoping that he was still in the apartment.
No one answered him. Cold panic seeped into Yuri like an insidious poison. What if... what if Flynn had told him all those sweet things only to bed him and to throw him away when he was done? Could he really have done that? The sole thought terrified Yuri. If he was not feeling so vulnerable right now, Yuri would have immediately chased the thought away as he knew it was not Flynn's style to do so.
However, Yuri was feeling more vulnerable than ever. He had just shed all of his walls, letting Flynn take from him everything he could give. If the blonde were to leave him now, Yuri would not be able to heal from it. That was why he was panicking right now, wondering where Flynn was and why he left without telling him.
Just as Yuri's panic was growing fast, the sound of the front door opening and closing resounded in the silence of the apartment. The raven haired male was startled and his heart beat faster in his chest. Was it Flynn coming back? Or was it an intruder? This possibility was what pushed Yuri not to call out the name of his lover. Yuri forced himself to stay calm. Slipping from the bed, he tore one of the sheets from it and covered himself with it. As he walked towards the entrance of the room, Yuri could hear sounds coming from the entrance.
When Yuri made it to the door, he felt relieved seeing it was Flynn who just entered the apartment, getting rid of his coat. What caught Yuri's attention were the few bags lying on the ground. Yuri only had the time to wonder what it was when Flynn noticed him. He froze in the entrance.
"Yuri! I'm sorry, did I wake you?" he asked gently.
Yuri shook his head, a confused expression written on his face. "No. Where did you go? And what are these bags?" Yuri asked with curiosity.
Flynn sighed and a bitter smile stretched across his lips. "I went to talk with my parents. Hopefully, they were home. I told them that I would continue dating you. Naturally, they weren't too happy about it, so I was wondering if you wouldn't mind a roommate for the time being," he explained in a calm tone.
Yuri's eyes widened as he tried to take in all the information at once. In the end, he could not say anything. He only stayed frozen in place, tightly gripping the fabric of the white sheet covering him and thinking he was dreaming. His lack of reaction worried Flynn. When the blonde had gotten rid of his boots and coat, he joined Yuri.
"Yuri? Is something wrong? Do you think it's too soon that I come live with you?" the blonde asked, wanting to know what was wrong with his lover.
Yuri finally snapped himself out of his trance. "Are you serious?" he asked in a quiet whisper, searching in his lover's eyes for any kind of indication that it was just a big joke.
The beaming smile that appeared on Flynn's face erased any doubts he still had.
"Yes, I am. Well, only if you'll have me," he added with a nervous laugh.
The happiness that filled Yuri was one he never felt before. He almost felt the need to cry. Flynn, living with him? This was... this was big. Yuri had been alone since he left the orphanage. He was used to it. Now, Flynn wanted to be a part of his life, literally? Who would he be to say no?
Before Flynn could realize it, his lips were stolen in an eager kiss full of love and gratitude. It stole his breath away. The blonde still had the presence of mind to embrace his lover's waist and bring him closer to him. When they parted, Yuri smiled brightly to Flynn.
"Then welcome home," he said with happiness.
Flynn chuckled quietly. His hands went to Yuri's arms before his eyes slowly wandered down.
"Um... maybe you should go dress yourself," Flynn commented.
The sight of Yuri, only dressed with one of the bed sheets barely covering him was alluring as hell. The beautiful white skin was marred at several places, signs of what Flynn had done earlier. It was the evidence that Flynn had been there, getting lost in that pleasurable body.
Yuri did not react for several seconds. Then, he suddenly let go of the sheet. The white fabric pooled soundlessly around his feet, letting Yuri in all his naked glory. A seductive smirk spread across his lips.
"Oops; I dropped it," he whispered teasingly.
He did not miss the way Flynn looked all over him, nor the sparkle of lust that appeared in his eyes. Yuri was not ashamed of it; it was not like the blonde did not see all of him earlier. Yuri cupped Flynn's face between his hands and brought it to his level. He stared at Flynn before claiming his lips in a lustful kiss. Flynn was quick to deepen the kiss with as much need. Yuri pressed himself fully against his lover, and he could feel Flynn getting aroused by his close, eager, and naked contact.
Yuri did not think twice before slowly walking backwards and back into the bedroom, his lips still connected to Flynn's. The latter broke the kiss when he realized where Yuri was leading him.
"Yuri, you can't be serious," he said.
Did Yuri really have stamina left for a second round? Flynn could not believe it!
The raven haired male smiled slyly. "I can't be more serious," he replied before resuming pulling Flynn into the bedroom.
"Okay, now I believe you when you said you were a feisty lover," Flynn commented breathlessly as he experienced his aftermath.
Flynn felt the vibrations of Yuri's tired laugh against his chest, where the head of his lover was resting.
"That's your own damn fault for being so sweet. I had to repay you with something," Yuri answered tiredly.
Flynn smiled as he recalled how Yuri had 'repaid' him. It had seemed like nothing could satiate the raven haired male's sexual desire. The second round had found Flynn lying on his back while Yuri rode him slowly. Flynn had been transfixed by the sight of the dark haired beauty impaling himself on his shaft, moving his hips in a sensual tease.
As if that was not enough, Yuri was still not satisfied. Flynn had then knocked him over and entered him from behind, settling a more fulfilling and punishing pace that the raven haired male particularly enjoyed, judging from the moans and cries that escaped his lips while Flynn ravished him.
After those two rounds, Yuri was finally spent, probably too sore to even think about moving anymore. Flynn was relieved. No matter how pleasurable it was, he was exhausted. Now they were just lying together, basking in each other's presence.
Silence had stretched on for a while when Yuri's voice softly broke it.
"Hey, Flynn..."
The blonde shifted his head to look at the top of Yuri's head. He could not see his face from where he was. His hand kept caressing the raven haired male's arm in a gentle caress.
"Yes?" he asked gently.
A short silence followed and Flynn guessed Yuri was hesitating to speak his mind, which was a rare occurrence. Yuri finally said what was on his mind.
"What will you do now? I mean, now that you basically chose me over your parents, what will happen to taking over the family business?" he asked quietly.
Flynn sighed, but it was not out of annoyance. "I guess I can bid goodbye to it," he answered honestly.
"Flynn," Yuri said uneasily and the blonde could easily guess the expression of guilt that must be plastered on his lover's face.
Flynn squeezed Yuri's arm tightly.
"Hey, don't start getting guilty on me. I chose this. I'll just have to think about what I can do with my life from now on," he answered.
When Yuri said nothing, Flynn's hand went to his lover's hair and he caressed the soft strands.
"Anyways, I already told you that I didn't really want to take over the business. It's not a big loss. And I've got you in counterpart," he said before dropping a sweet kiss on Yuri's forehead, still damp with sweat.
Flynn could almost feel the light smile Yuri made against his chest.
"Idiot. I guess I'll have to help you find out then," he whispered.
Flynn smiled at that, and every last uncertainty, every last fear he had about the future went up in smoke.
As long as he had Yuri, he would not be afraid of anything.
The first week-end Flynn moved in with Yuri felt like a dream. Yuri was not used to live with someone for a long time, so the simple fact of waking up each morning to the sight of his lover was incredible. Even though Yuri felt a little guilty about what Flynn had to sacrifice to be with him, the happiness he felt was overlapping it.
Flynn had not gotten any news from his parents in the week-end. They both thought it was because they were still trying to take in the news of Flynn's decision. However, none of them were being optimistic; they knew that when they would hear from them, it would not be anything good.
Even though Flynn said he did not care about his parent's opinion, Yuri knew the whole situation was affecting him. He loved his parents, and being rejected in that manner was a hard blow. Yuri could understand. He knew that if Marion had rejected him, he would be feeling the same pain than the blonde was feeling right now. Yuri did his best to change his lover's mind. It was the only thing he could do for him.
Now that Flynn was officially living with Yuri, it was soon made clear that living together in that small apartment would prove to be uncomfortable. As much as they liked sleeping cuddled together, a simple bed did not provide enough space for two people. Yuri and Flynn decided that they would search for a new apartment without delay, in which they could fit a twin bed. Yuri would not be able to pay for a bigger apartment alone, but with Flynn helping, they would manage just fine. Flynn told Yuri that he would get a job as soon as college ended.
When Monday came, Yuri was feeling better than he did in a very long time. The recent events made his entire life feel brighter. He did not even mind waking up earlier than usual when Flynn had to get up for his morning class. The fact that he woke up to a sweet kiss from his lover first thing in the morning was greatly helping his mood. After biding a proper goodbye to Flynn, Yuri went back to sleep as he did not have classes before the afternoon.
Yuri awoke later in time to join his friends for lunch time. As soon as he arrived in the cafeteria, it was made clear to Yuri that Judith had a sort of sixth sense. When she saw him approach, a huge smirk stretched across her lips.
Yuri frowned, finding it suspicious. He almost feared taking the empty seat next to her, as it was the one in front of Flynn. The raven haired male took that place nonetheless, but not without throwing her a careful glance. The two lovers had barely the time to cast each other a smile that Estelle was talking in a quiet, but hopeful tone.
"So... are you two back together?" she asked, hope shining in her eyes.
It was Flynn who answered her, after throwing a fond look at his lover from across the table.
"Yes," he answered with a gentle smile.
By the beaming look that appeared on the pink haired girl's face, she seemed very happy for them. Judith's smile turned devious as she looked back and forth at her two male friends.
"I bet your reconciliation was very... pleasant, right?" she said in a tone that made obvious what she exactly meant.
Yuri and Flynn's faces turned bright red at the implication. Yuri glared at the girl. How come she always guessed things so easily? Judith's intuition was frightening!
Judith was even more amused by the reactions she was getting. Teasing her friends was so much fun. It pushed her to continue. Her gaze full of mirth turned on Flynn.
"Flynn, I hope you used the gifts I gave you," she said in a seemingly innocent tone.
Yuri frowned in confusion. He turned his face towards his lover, in time to see the blonde's face turn even redder.
"Gifts? What is she talking about?" he asked.
He was even more confused when his lover stubbornly looked away and refused to answer. Judith chuckled evilly.
"Oh? So you didn't show them to Yuri?" she said in an amused tone.
Now both Yuri and Estelle looked confusedly between Judith and Flynn.
The blonde suddenly stood up. "I-I just remembered I had something to do. See you later," he blurted out hurriedly, his face still as red as before.
He was already quickly walking away when Yuri finally reacted.
"Hey, Flynn, wait! I want to know what Judy's talking about!" Yuri exclaimed as he hurried after his lover.
Judith chuckled at that. There was definitely nothing funnier than messing with her two friends. As she looked at the two lovers' retreating backs, she could not help but smile fondly.
All the while, Estelle was still looking as confused, not understanding what just happened.
Yuri was brooding, even though he tried not to show it too much. No matter how he insisted that Flynn tell him about Judith's gifts, the blonde had refused to say anything. It was frustrating, but Yuri would not let himself be discouraged. Once he and Flynn would move into a new apartment, the blonde was bound to bring all of his stuff with him. Yuri would find those gifts then.
Once Yuri's and Flynn's afternoon class began, the raven haired male was quick to be bored out of his mind. Finding the class not worth his time and attention, Yuri decided to do what he often did; he lied down on his desk and fell asleep. It did not go unnoticed by Flynn, who was sitting next to him.
The blonde sighed quietly. He gave up long ago trying to pry Yuri awake when he was sleeping in class. His lover was always quick to go back to sleep, so it was useless. Anyway, Flynn decided to let it slide because it was partly his fault if Yuri was lacking sleep this time. It was still more Yuri's fault than Flynn's, because the raven haired male was the one insisting that they made love before going to sleep last night. Naturally, with Yuri, it meant lacking a good deal of sleep.
Still, the blonde felt a little guilty about the situation. That was why he let his lover sleep through the class. When it finally ended, Yuri was still sound asleep, not seeming to wake up any time soon. Flynn smiled discouragingly. He waited until everyone had left the classroom before gently shaking his lover's shoulder, trying to wake him. Yuri awoke with a start, looking around him with sleepy eyes. Those eyes soon landed on Flynn, who was smiling at Yuri. Flynn leaned in to leave a small kiss on his lover's lips.
"Hey, sleepyhead. Did you sleep well?" the blonde asked teasingly.
Yuri frowned. "Not really. I had a strange dream," he muttered.
Flynn lifted an eyebrow, intrigued. "What was it about?" he asked, curious.
Yuri seemed to hesitate between telling Flynn and keeping silent. He eventually decided to speak.
"Don't laugh, okay? I dreamed I was... Cinderella. Judith was my godmother and Karol was turned into a mouse. It was creepy as hell," Yuri said in a disturbed tone.
Flynn's eyes widened. A second later, he burst out laughing so hard tears shone at the corner of his eyes. Yuri glared darkly at his lover.
"Flynn, it's not funny," he said with anger at being laughed at.
Flynn kept on laughing, unable to stop. "It is funny! You realize you just dreamed you were a girl? Are you sure you don't like to wear dresses?" the blonde managed to say between his laughing.
Yuri's glare turned dangerous. Flynn expected to be hit any second now.
Instead, Yuri hissed through his teeth; "You are sleeping on the couch tonight."
Flynn's laughing died as soon as he heard those words. The blonde lifted an eyebrow at Yuri as he obviously did not believe his lover's threat. Yuri ignored the look on the blonde's face and gathered his things. When he stood up to leave the room, Flynn did the same.
"Oh, don't take it like that! I'm sorry for laughing, okay?" Flynn said, and his voice still contained some traces of amusement.
Yuri snorted as he left the room, walking in the direction of the rehearsal room.
"Apologizing won't get you anywhere. You're still sleeping on the couch," the raven haired male said briskly.
Flynn chuckled, amused by his lover's fiery reaction as he followed closely behind him. It just made him want to tease him more, so he did. He called Yuri's name. When he got no reaction, Flynn walked faster until he was at Yuri's height. He then leaned towards Yuri to whisper in his ear.
"You didn't mention me in your fairytale. Who was I? The Prince Charming?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
Just as he thought, Yuri's face burned up and he pushed Flynn away.
"No, you weren't in my dream. Don't sweat it," he said annoyingly.
It was obvious that he was lying, but Flynn did not push it. If he did, he was really going to sleep on the couch tonight.
The two lovers soon arrived at the rehearsal room. When they entered, they saw Raven standing on stage, looking at them with an expression that was a mix of discouragement and deviousness. They then remembered that they had skipped the last rehearsal. By the look plastered on the director's face, he did not forget about it. Just on cue, Raven's lips turned into a sly smile.
"Hey guys! How nice of you to grace us with your presence! I hope you're in great shape," he said in a tone that told the two lovers that they would not get away easily this time.
Flynn scratched the back of his head as he laughed nervously, while Yuri sighed in resignation.
He should have known the day would not end well.
A/N: So our two love birds finally consumed their love for each other :) I hope it was to your liking!
For those who were wondering about the Cinderella thing, it was a cameo referring to my other fic "Once Upon a Time". I thought the reference could be funny, since Yuri is wearing dresses in both fics. I think I've got a fixation on Yuri wearing dresses XD
Now, on another note, I'm sorry to tell you that there's only two chapters left to this story. But don't be sad! I've got a huge surprise for everyone at the end of "Fall For You"! So be sure to stay until the end! I'm so glad and thankful to you guys for all the support and love towards this fic! There's no better way to thank an author for their work! :D
Thank you all and I'll do my best with chapter nine!
Hope to see you there! Until next time! ^^
Rose