warning: NSFW content in this chapter its also a little short but oh well
"Dan is really cool," PJ commented as Chris drove the two of them home the Saturday that they had spend the afternoon with Phil and Dan. He looked over at Chris, who seemed to truly have no idea that Dan was like him.
"Yeah, he is," Chris agreed.
Despite that it was raining, Chris had the window down partway.
Chris slid his eyes over to notice that PJ was watching him with a funny expression.
"What?" he laughed.
"Nothing," PJ replied, looking away to gaze out the front windshield.
They arrived at Chris' small home soon, and they got out of the car and walked up into the house. Chris flicked on a light, and they hung their jackets up.
"That hickey though," Chris remarked, and PJ chuckled. In a mumble Chris imitated Dan from earlier that Day. "Er, Well, I mean…"
Both he and PJ laughed as they walked further into the house.
"So, erm, a movie then?" Chris suggested after they had both slipped their shoes off near the couch.
"Yeah, that sounds good."
PJ took up one side of the couch, as Chris picked out a DVD and started the movie.
They settled to watch the movie, and PJ was hardly paying any attention.
"Chris?" he said.
"Hm?" Chris didn't look away from the movie.
"You haven't realized, have you?'
"Realized what?"
"Dan… He's…," PJ hesitated.
"He's what?" Chris was now gazing at PJ, his attention captured.
"Like me."
"What do you mean, like you?"
"What I am to you, Dan is to Phil."
"You mean…?"
Chris entertained the idea in his mind for a moment. It did seem as if Dan and PJ had clicked really well, and it occurred to him why.
Was it possible that Dan, and the wolf that Phil had brought up a few weekends back, were the same… entity?
"He didn't tell me," Chris trailed off, confused.
"But you didn't tell him about me, either."
"True," Chris nodded. "But it makes sense. Phil was telling me about this wolf he'd met and next thing I know Dan is living with him. And he's been so much happier."
PJ smiled and Chris went on to say, "I'll have to call him this week or something. Did he think I wouldn't believe him?"
"Did you think that Phil would have believed you if you told him about me?"
"No, I guess not."
"There's your answer."
"I guess that makes sense. But, I'm the only one who's been out of the loop this whole time?" He said exasperatedly.
"Erm," PJ laughed. "Yeah."
They grew quiet for a few moments before Chris suddenly said, "Dan's a wolf," and the both of them chuckled.
Despite that the film they had picked out was interesting, Chris couldn't help but crawl over to the other end of the couch to where PJ was and draped himself across his chest.
"Feeling a bit cuddly?" PJ asked, smiling.
"Sh, this is supposed to be cute."
The blue-eyed man laughed, the vibrations radiating through and filling Chris' ears like music.
"You're cute," PJ remarked, still grinning.
Chris shot a look up at PJ, who only smiled cheekily back at him. He pushed himself up a bit further to kiss PJ, who responded by putting a hand at his cheek.
Their mouths began to move quickly, and their hands ran along every still-clothed surface.
They were already so close together, that it wasn't long before Chris became excited because of the way their bodies pressed together.
He pressed himself tighter against PJ, whose legs had accommodated him and settled, bent at either side of him. He could feel that PJ was growing excited just as quickly.
"Chris," PJ warned, in between a kiss.
"Is-, Is this okay?"
"Yes, but I need you to go slow," he replied.
"We won't do everything if you don't want to-, or can't, yet. But I," Chris's face grew very hot, very quickly. "I want to suck you off."
PJ let out a breath and said, as if he were the one asking, "Please, Chris?"
Chris pressed his lips to PJ's again, kissing him roughly.
He began to tug at PJ's t-shirt and the both of them sat up a bit in order to strip it off of him, revealing smooth, pale skin.
Slowly, he ran his tongue and lips along the soft skin of PJ's collar, passed the smooth planes of his chest, over his stomach and even lower.
He pulled away, satisfied with the journey down PJ's body, but then reached for his jeans and with an encouraging look from him, Chris undid the button and zipper and tugged them down.
All the while, PJ breathed heavily and alternated between letting his head lay back on the couch, to looking at Chris with heavy eyelids.
Chris teased PJ, leaving wet kisses around his lower belly, and along the V of his hips. The quiet, restrained noises he earned from PJ excited him greatly.
"You can be loud," Chris said to him. "It's okay. Plus, it's kind of a turn on. Hearing you moan."
PJ didn't know what to say, but blinked and gulped thickly. His lips parted again, the sound of his breathing filling Chris' ears again.
When Chris began to suck him off (finally, PJ thought), he could no longer restrain his moans and cries of pleasure.
"That's so good," he whined, and Chris swore that it carried a tone of disbelief. "Don't stop."
Chris hummed around PJ, and the vibrations drove him wild. He pulled back, and flicked his tongue over the head of PJ's dick, eliciting sharp cries from him. He bobbed his head, hollowing his cheeks out.
"Shit, Chris. I'm gonna-," PJ cried out, losing coherency as his hips undulated with ecstasy.
Chris swallowed every bit of his release as it spilled out of him. He crawled up PJ's body to kiss him again, letting him taste himself.
PJ asked, "That felt really good, Chris. But, what about you?"
"You don't have to worry about me-Oh!" PJ had reached down and touched Chris through his jeans unexpectedly.
"I want to, though." PJ insisted, and he continued to massage Chris.
"Oh… kay," Chris struggled to reply.
Chris kissed PJ affectionately again, nudging him a bit so that he could lie back on the couch. He gulped, his heart racing, and said, "It'll be a bit easier like this."
PJ agreed silently, and began to work on getting Chris' pants out of the way.
It'd been a little while since Chris had been with anyone, so when PJ's hands and mouth started working him, no matter how slowly at first, it drove him wild.
When his body began to quake with his orgasm he choked out to PJ, "I'm gonna-, you don't have t-!" He let out a broken cry, releasing into PJ's mouth.
PJ swallowed everything Chris had for him, and he pulled back when Chris finished.
"Was that okay?"
"Okay?" Chris asked, amazed. "That was incredible." He pulled PJ in for a kiss.
As they kissed a cozy warmth surrounded them and when PJ pulled back with a smile, Chris was amazed to find that the both of them were emitting a soft glow.
"Wha-, PJ?"
A small smile spread across PJ's face. "Erm, that's kind of normal, actually."
"Oh, yeah, maybe for you," Chris couldn't help the sarcasm that slipped out of him, but he still smiled and kissed PJ.
The glow grew much brighter, but then dissipated quickly as if someone blew out a candle as they redressed themselves and settled back onto the couch, with PJ resting his head on Chris' chest.
"I love you, PJ."
"I love you too, Chris."