Chapter 7
Ty's POV*
Tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday. I wasn't excited. Livvy should be sharing it with me. I want her to, but she's been dead for three years. This year, I just didn't want to think about that, so I had planned something very special for Kit. I was in the bathroom, and Kit was calling for me, but I kept telling him to wait.
I took my shirt off, knowing Kit would like it. I pushed my PJ pants down on my hips, so they'd show my V. I have been working hard on my looks for Kit, since he was so special to me. I let my hair grow longer, so it would fall in my eyes, just for Kit. I put my hair in my eyes, perfectly.
"Ty?" Kit called. Can't he wait a second? "Just a minute," I called back.
I was ready. I walked out of the bathroom, and Kit's eyes fell directly on my bare torso. His face was absolutely priceless. I turned around, and locked the door. "Are you ready, Kit?" I asked with devilish smile. "Depends what you have in store," Kit countered. He knew exactly what I wanted.
Kit leaned back on the bed, so there was room for me. I leant between his legs, and grabbed his face in between my hands. "I love you," I whispered to him. Before he could respond, I kissed him sweetly on the lips. That was before Kit took matters into his own hands. He pulled my lips down on his hard. He was asking for entry to my mouth. I quickly gave him his wish. My hands started going to work, finding the hem of his shirt, and ripping it off of his torso. I let my hands explore what I already had. This time was different. We knew we weren't going to stop, we would keep going. Kit's hands had been firmly placed on my shoulders. Now they were moving down my sides to my pants. I let him push the unwanted material away from me.
Kit shimmed up on the bed, so I could straddle his hips, something I loved doing. I moved off of his hips, so I could take off his pants. My hands slipped under the waistband, gripping his thighs, making him moan, until the material was completely off.
I moved back up his body to straddle his hips, again. I rolled my hips against his, and I felt him stiffen beneath me. "Ty, what are you doing to me?" He asked, mainly to himself. "Whatever you'll let me do," I told him. "Then do it all," he whispered back. I nodded my head, I had this in my head for weeks, but it was finally happening. "Kit, I love you," I told him. "I love you too," Kit said back. I took his lips on mine, and kissed him sweetly, I moved from his lips, across his cheek, along his jaw, stopping at my favorite spot, below his Adam's Apple, I sucked there, making Kit moan and writhe beneath me.
Kit's hands were in my hair, keeping me to his body. I kept moving down his chest, to his stomach, finally along the waistband of his boxers.
Kit's POV*
What was Ty doing to me? Why did I let him do what he was? I knew he was hurting, but I never let him do this before. Maybe cause he never asked to do it before. Every other time one of us was hurting, we just stripped each other of everything but our boxers.
"Are you uncomfortable?" Ty asked me. "No, not at all," I tell him, by instinct. Ty continued to trace the waistline of my boxers with his lips. I was moaning, and writhing under him. Ty seemed to be enjoying himself, and that's all that mattered. Ty's hands slid under the waistband of my boxers, he was gripping my thighs, making me moan. "Kit, you're so beautiful like this," Ty said with desire in his voice. He started to pull the boxers off my legs, exposing everything. He looked me straight in the eye, I nodded, and he moved his head to the tip. Surrounding the tip in the white hot, heat that was his mouth. He started to move his head up and down. I was moaning the entire time. It was a good thing that no one else was in this corridor.
He kept going, faster and faster.
"T-ty, I'm close," I managed to pant out. "Okay," He said with a devilish grin. When he got to the tip, he would make his lips tighter, to make a soft pop noise. He kept doing that, over, and over.
I threw my head back in a silent scream, releasing all over his chest.
Ty got up to find a towel, and toweled himself off. I was still trying to catch my breath, when he plopped down next to me. "Ty, thank you," I said when I was finally able to catch my breath. "No, thank you for letting me," Ty countered.
I decided he should know how it feels, so I straddled his hips, and kissed him, hard and full of desire. I moved down his body, stopping where he had left his mark, to leave mine.
Ty's POV*
My hands were in Kit's hair, keeping him close to me. I had just finished with him, and now he's going to do the same thing I did to him. He was sucking on the spot below my Adam's Apple, so he could leave his mark, like I left mine.
He continued down my chest, to my stomach, then the waistband of my boxers. He traced the band with his lips. "I love you," Kit said. I moaned in response, and he slipped his hands under the band, to pull off the boxers, until everything was exposed. Throwing them behind him; he ran his hands up and down my legs, making me writhe under him. "K-kit, stop teasing," I demanded, and he moved his head to my tip. He dropped his mouth down, allowing all of me to go into his mouth. He continued to do this, and it was driving me crazy. "K-kit, I'm so close," I gasped. Kit moved faster. He closed his mouth near the tip, making, the famous, soft pop noise.
I let my release go inside his mouth. I threw my head back in a silent scream.
Kit use the same towel I did, to towel himself off. "Ty?" Kit asked. "Yeah?" I asked back. "Did you like it?" He asked. "Yes, I loved it, and I love you," I replied, turning to face him. "Shower?" I asked. "I don't see why not," Kit said with a smile.
We showered, and had toweled dry. We were both under the duvet, not bothering to put any clothes on. We were talking in whispers. His face was so close to mine, I eventually closed the gap, and kissed him, softly. "Goodnight, my love," I whispered to him. "Goodnight," he whispered back. With that, I curled up against his chest, and listened to his heart beat. He kept his hand running down the center of my back, along the spine.
Kit's POV*
I woke up before Ty, our legs were tangled together, and he was curled against my chest. I loved him so much.
Ty was so peaceful when he was sleeping. Even though I knew this expression would change as soon had he woke up, I cherished it. Ty shifted, so he was even closer to my chest. "Good morning, beautiful," I whispered into his hair. "It's a good morning so far," he whispered into my chest. "It's okay, we're okay, I'm not going to hurt you, I promise," I whispered into his hair. Ty shimmied his way up the bed, so his face was level with mine. "I know you won't, I'm more worried about my memories than anything else," Ty said. "Then don't think about your memories, think about us," I suggested.
Beep, beep. "Sounds like someone is texting us," I say jokingly. Ty laughed a little bit.
Good morning, lovebirds. I'll see you tomorrow, let me know if you guys need/want anything.
"That was Julian," I said. "He just said good morning, and to let him know if we wanted anything," I explained to Ty. "Okay, well we don't need him right now," Ty said. "Or anyone, for that matter," I nodded at what Ty was saying.
"I have to use the bathroom, I'll be right back," I told Ty. He rolled his eyes, not wanting me to leave him. I got up, and knew his eyes were plastered to my naked body. I quickly used the bathroom, and walked out of the tiny room. "You look like a model you'd see on a magazine," Ty told me. I laughed, knowing it was true. "But you love it," I countered as I leaned to kiss his forehead. "You're right, but only if it's you," he said back, continuing with the joke.
I took my phone off the charger and gave it to Ty, so we could watch whatever video he wanted. We ended up watching cats fail at things. It was hilarious, so hilarious that Ty had to run to the bathroom. He almost peed the bed, which made me laugh.
When he got back, he forced me to lay on my stomach. "What?" I asked him. "Nothing, just that I wanted to check on your back," he explained. "But you just changed them yesterday," I complained. He started to take off the bandages, much to my detest. "Looking so much better," he told me. "That's good, but it still hurts like crazy," I informed him. He pulled a stele out of his jeans, that were on the floor. He put the stele to my skin, and drew a healing rune on me. "Thanks," I muttered. "Only for you, my love," he said back to me. This time he didn't put any bandages on my back. "Aren't you going to put bandages on me?" I ask. "No, your skin needs to breathe. So you're going without them today," Ty explained. I rolled onto my back, "Ow. Shit, shit, it hurts, Ty," I cried. "Maybe you shouldn't have done that," he says calmly. "Really? You'd think I would know," I say quietly. "You'd think, but you're mine, so I forgive you," Ty countered. I rolled back into my stomach, knowing I wouldn't hurt my back. He put his hand on the smaller cuts, that had sealed up. "I've always liked scars, but these ones hurt me," he tells me. "I've always liked scars too," I tell him. "They shouldn't hurt you, it's was my choice to protect you," I tell him. "I know, but I feel like they are somehow mine," Ty told me. "They're not yours, Ty, they are mine," I tell him in a stern voice. Ty nods, and puts another healing rune on me.
Ty's POV*
Those scars are caused by me. I know that. Kit keeps telling me otherwise. That they are his, and only his. But they were caused by me. I know that much. "Ty, I'm hungry," Kit said. "Let me text Julian, what do you want?" I asked. "Whatever you want," he replied. I quickly texted Julian. He said he'd have to run to the store really quick. Also, to be decent by the time he got in there. I laughed at the last part, and Kit asked me what was so funny. "Julian said, that we better be decent by the time he got in here," I told him what Julian had said. Kit laughed too, like I did. "Maybe you should unlock the door," Kit prompted. "Yeah maybe," I said. Then I got up and unlocked the door.
When Julian knocked on the door, I was staring at Kit. He looked so peaceful, until Julian knocked on the door. I threw the sheet over Kit's legs, and ass. And pulled the duvet to cover myself. "Come in," I called. Julian walked through the door, and closed it shut behind him. "Hey you two," Julian said sweetly. Kit nodded at him. "I brought you guys what you asked for," gesturing to the bag he placed on the table. "Kit, your back looks so much better," he said to Kit.
"What was it like when the same thing happened to Emma?" Kit asked. Julian winced, Kit obviously touched a tender subject. "Well, I got some whippings too. But, Emma got the worst. She saved me, but she was really saving herself, because she could feel my pain. She made me pass out, with a rune, then took my place. Knowing I wouldn't be able to feel it, if I was asleep. It took Emma weeks to fully recover from the whippings. But, you didn't get whipped by a whip made in Fey. So, you've got it better," Julian explained to Kit. "Thank you, Julian," I said. That was his cue to leave.
As soon as he left, I got up and locked the door. "Ty, what happened to Julian, I mean like emotionally, when Emma got whipped?" Kit asked me. "He barely left her side. He mainly had Cristina make us food. Her cooking isn't bad, but I would've preferred Julian's," I say. "He was very stressed out. He was running around like a chicken with its head cut off. Making sure Emma's bandages were changed every couple hours. Making sure she was comfortable, and asleep. Maybe you can ask her to show you her scars," I told Kit. "Maybe I'll do that," he told me.
So, today is my birthday, and if thought I'd give you this entire scene, which is deprecated into chapters, so yeah... Please leave a review!! :)