A.N: And so closes the last of the graphic scenes the rest will just be mentionings but this has been running through my head like a steam engine so I figure why not share it ya know? It might be someone's favorite scene, it might not but either way since its at the end you can feel free to skip it its right after Charlotte Reeves chunk. Enjoy the chapter! Lighter!!
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"Hi, Dr. Maxim." Greets Rocky, taking a seat on the long beige couch. Looking at the arm of the chair he wondered when the man had changed it.
Its the next day since he's gotten back from Japan and he needed to talk with the doctor as soon as the office opened at 10:30 that morning. Rocky has been going over this scenario and that about how people would react if they knew about his deal with Robbie and it was starting to eat at him. He needed to bounce idea's off of someone else for a while and who better than his shrink. The green ninja spent most of the night looking at his part-time-lover sleeping soundlessly beside him on his bed. Rocky had gotten back into his own once their make-out grind session was done. The two talked about nothing for a while then the Canadian was out for the night. He has never been so physically satisfied just by being touched by someone and Rocky's never felt so happy in someone's company. Everything he feels for Robbie is honest and true and he's sure the other male feels the same way.
"You're looking well this morning; I didn't realize you were coming back today." Greets the man warmly. Secretly he's missed the blond. He likes to listen to Rocky talk, he likes the way the confused male really mulls over things in his mind when he explains them to him. Rocky has to be one of the best patiens he's ever had.
"Thanks. I actually got in yesterday, though."
Nodding, he silently offers a reeses from the bowl of candy sitting on the desk but Rocky waved it away. "Oh. How was your trip? You said you were going to Japan for something?"
"Training for my gift." He mentioned quickly. He didn't wanna get into that, he just wanted to forget about it and move on with his life. "But, the reason I'm here is because I wanted to talk to you about something I've done- or I should say that I'm doing."
"What's that?" He picks up a pen twirling it between his fingers, waiting for the boom.
Taking in a breath to steady his nerves he says quietly. "Its got something to do with happiness, my happiness." He emphasized. Lowering his gaze to his lap, he then looks the man square in the eyes and says. "I'm falling for someone and as a parent I wanted to know how you'd react to it."
"That's fine, but first you have to tell me what it is." His interest is spilling over now.
"What if... what if I told you that I'm falling for my male roommate?" He phrases it.
Dr. Maxim smiled at first then he processed the sentence turning his smile into a thin line on his face before pursing his lips as he watched Rocky slowly nod when he'd realized that he understood what he said. "When did this happen? How long has it been going on?"
"..." Thinking it over, he replies speeding through it. "Recently- I mean, the attraction was off and on for me but for him I think he said it was right around the time I went missing that he felt it the strongest, but he kissed me one time before I was taken and during that time I thought about him and I-..."
Waving a hand, he says quickly. "Slow down, I'm in no rush." He chuckles. "Explain it all to me at your speed."
Letting out a sigh, he says more calmly. "Robbie first became my roommate sometime first semester last year, we were friends right away because he was an honestly good guy, I thought. Time went by and at some point he ended up calming me down when I freaked out about missing time for the first time when Sin was trying to take over my subconscious. But I never noticed him until he gave me a massage to ease my headache... he kissed me. Not on the lips on the neck and jaw." He blushed a bit saying something like that to someone. "Robbie told me that I kissed him in return but I don't remember doing that which means Sin must have done it. Anyway, when I was taken I kept thinking about all the things and people I would never get to see again and he continued to pop up in my mind, even Maria noticed my thinking about him... it was part of the reason she had raped me with a sex toy just to make me afraid of it. I think she succeeded in doing the opposite."
"Do you think that maybe what happened to you is the reason you've decided to be a homosexual?" Asks Dr. Maxim as he took in the boys words.
Shaking his head, Rocky defends quickly. "I'm not gay Dr. Maxim, I just... have feelings for Robbie."
"Mm." He intoned. "Emotional? Physical? Mental?"
Rocky knew the answer to that easily. "Its all of them. I can honestly say that." He begins to figit in his seat; fingers pinching at the fabric of the couch. "It started out mental, even when I pushed him away I kind of kept thinking about him, then it became physical, now its emotional."
That caught the mans attention right away. "You've been intimate?"
The blush said it all. Rocky looked completely uncomfortable as he spoke. "One time" He clears his throat quickly. "with inner connection and twice without. It was just a release once bare and the other over the clothes."
Now it was the doctors turn to be embarrassed. He didn't need such graphic detail but it was intersting to know. "Most young men in college like to experement with same gender sex, women too."
"Yeah but Dr. Maxim I'm not experimenting. I'm not bisexual, and I'm not gay, I like women but... I like Robbie too." He defends. "And that's my problem... what if I wanna say fuck it to everyone and be with him as long as he wants to be with me. What if I don't care that people call me gay even though I'm not. How do I deal with that? How can I be part of that without hurting him from harrassment or my family from the humiliation that their son is seeing a man."
"That is a problem." Says Maxim calmly. "Do you plan on telling them?"
"If I decide to be with Robbie longer than our deal."
"Deal?"
"We call it the week-end love. The two of us are gonna date each other privately over this week before everything comes down on us."
"Telling everyone?"
"No, its because after the week we'll be just friends. My son Arc comes to visit so he can get to know me and I can get to know him; Colt comes to live with me at the dorms." He shrugs. "Stupidly, I said when he gets to college he and I can share a room and he thought it was an awesome idea. He thought college would loosen me up." He laughs a bit. "Out from under mother and father's thumb and yet I still feel like everything I do I need their permission."
"That's why you can't be with Robert, you think they won't approve."
"No, I know they won't. They're very strict in tradition and would never so much as compliment someone of same sex relationship without saying bless your soul or something afterwards. I think that its really kind of rude. I wouldn't want someone saying something like that to me when I already feel blessed. It makes it all seem really empty to love someone honestly just because you're the same gender." He swallows. "If a straight couple can make-out at the park why is that ok? But let male and male or two females so much as hold hands and the world laughs or says things like bless your soul. Its gonna hurt to be happy in that kind of environment."
"Mm." Intones the man.
The two of them sit quietly a moment, collecting their thoughts. Rocky wonders how much he can tell the man before what he's saying really settles in, and the doctor wondering many things about the young man.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Yeah."
"Do you feel that your masculinaty has been taken away from you since Marissa Balsam raped you?" The doctor's words are full of weight both curious and slightly accussing.
Rocky laughed strangely for a second. "I thought you might say something like that. But you know the answer don't you?"
"Do I?"
Nodding, he says. "Forgive my bringing your son into this conversation but, Dr. Maxim, if Sinclaire were alive today and he told you that he was still very much in love with me and I returned those feelings for him having merged with Sin; would you concider him gay because of what happened between us- that it would pass once he realized it was all over and he is infact a man and should be with a woman? Or would you allow him to love me because you pity him? Would you hate the idea and put your son in therapy with you or another doctor until he's come to his senses?"
"Honestly?"
"Yes. Honestly."
"Professionally speaking, I would believe that he feels more comfortable with a male-male relationship due to what's happened to him. Any psychologist would tell you this. But as a father, if that were my son's decision than I would accept it whether he were 6 years old or 32. Parents want their children to grow old and have children of their own so that they can witness the joys and pains of parenthood, so that they themselves can become grandparents and have another special little someone to love and pamper now that you're out on your own and an adult." His eyes show sadness for a moment. "Sinclaire was my only son, my wife and I divorced after he went missing for longer than a year... I would have wanted to watch him grow up and leave our home, come back in some years with kids bouncing all over the place." Dr. Maxim laughs.
Rocky smiles.
"But even if that day never came because he's decided that he would like to persue a gay relationship, I would love him no matter what."
"Hn. I wish you were my father. Hearing that makes me feel good. Like no matter what I decide you'll never change how you feel about me." He cast his blue green gaze out the window behind the man. "Robbie makes me feel that same way."
"You think your parents won't love you anymore?"
"I honestly do think they'll disown me." Rocky's eyes well with tears. "My whole life I've been labeled into a personality; I know its wrong to live by what others think of you but this isn't just anyone, these people are my parents and my brothers; I want them to be proud of me and know me but..." He shrugs. "I can't even remember when it started happening, Mom wanting me to remain her baby, Dad wanting me to be a man, Tum tum looking to me for answers even though he's branded me perminantly miserable, and Colt he thinks I'm a butt-in who knows it all. In reality I don't know anything, I don't wanna be a baby because I'm not- I have sex, I live away from home, I drive, I vote- I have a kid! ...As far as being a man- hn, I'm no man. I'm confused, not a man."
"And your younger brother?"
"I would like to tell him that I'm sad about a lot of things, but he couldn't fix them. Only I can, but fixing them would make everyone else unhappy because it goes against their image of me. I never got to be me, I'm not even sure if I'm in there anymore, honestly."
"Do you feel yourself with Robert?"
"Yes. He called me funny," he smiles. "can you believe that- me, funny. Mr. know-it-all, level-headed, crybaby, baby. He likes just having me around, no jobs to do no way to act... just me."
Dr. Maxim nods.
"I'm starting to think that if I died, was I ever worth anything to my family other than the labels they placed on me? What would they miss, me or the jobs I had in their minds."
"I have no right to tell you what to do anymore than your parents or brothers but Rocky... happiness can only be accomplished when the mind and soul are in harmony, its not good health and comfortable living. Its all you."
"You're saying I should go for it."
"I'm saying, you find your joy and decide that its who you are and what you want, no one else."
Smiling, he stands. "Thank you. I'm really gonna think about that. All of it."
"And your secret?"
"I'm still considering what to do about that, long term or part-time. But if I decide the latter, please don't leave my side."
"Hmhmhmhm. I won't choose sides, I'll only guide in the right direction."
"I'll take that as a yes." He laughs. "I have to go okay, I'll see you sometime next week. Hopefully with good news."
"Mm. But Rocky can you think about something for me?"
"Yeah, what is it?"
"Nursing syndrome."
Rocky blinks. "What do you mean?"
"Maybe this love for no other male than Robert is a result of him being your nurse; in the army when men are badly wounded and someone cares for them for a stretch of time they begin to develope feelings for them, whether they're single or married."
"But Robbie never nursed me back to health." Rocky defends.
"True. But he was a big part of your rescue. You said had he not put up that flyer and visited his aunt, you might not have been found as soon as you were. You may have even been killed." Seeing the thoughtful look on the males face Dr. Maxim goes on to say. "He also helped you during your first black out and saw Maria with you at the club. Robert has been in and out of your life but mostly in good light... its possible these feelings come from seeing him as the rock you've always wanted from your parents or brothers."
The... rock I've always wanted? He thinks hard about this. Could he be...?
"I'm not always right, son. But I just want you to think about it before you make any snap decisions that you think will ruin your life."
"O-.. kay. Good bye, sir."
"Bye."
Rocky leaves the room and office.
Hm. I would have been happy if you loved him Sinclaire. I really would. Thinks the man as he remembers his departed son.
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"What do you think about smoking?" Asks Colt glancing through a mini-mart window.
He and Tum tum are taking a walk together since the younger boy couldn't make it the other night. Only this walk is taking place in the afternoon since its the weekend and neither of them had anything else to do.
"On who? You?" Asks Tum stopping when his brother does.
"Yeah. I wanna do something wild to celebrate my freedom from the watchful-eye-of-the-law we call Dad."
Paige shakes her head, arms crossing over her chest. "Naaah, you've really gotta have a look to pull off smoking. And you definitely don't have it."
Mouth agape, Colt swats the girl on the side of the head. "Excuse me princess, but what makes you such an expert on the smokers look?"
Fixing her fly-aways with one hand, she then shrugs it. "I've seen tv and everyone on it that smokes is roughed up and tossled, you... you're practically prince charming with the wrong hair color- since most prince's are blond."
"Ahaha, that's where you're wrong know-it-all. Prince Eric, brunet. Aladdin became a prince, brunet. That dude from Beauty and the Beast, bruuuunet." He let it drag just to rub it in. "And let's not forget-.."
Plugging her ears she says. "Okay, okay!"
Tum tum snickers at their antics, shaking his head. "Colt, you know Mom would snap your head off if she found out that you smoked- you know she would."
"Yeah," He says defeated. "How 'bout alcohol?"
"You're not 21." Informs his little brother with a smug smile.
"But I look 21."
"No you don't!" Tum and Paige say at once.
Slapping a hand to his forehead, he groans in frustration. "Why did I bring you two with me? Why?"
The three continue their walk chatting about this and that when Paige stops dead in her tracks. Eyes shining with mischief, the spunky portugues girl wabes her hands to the two boys. "Hey Colt! Look at this!"
"What is it?" He calls over his shoulder without stopping.
Rolling her eyes, she snaps at him. "Just come over here!"
Sighing in agitation, Colt walks over to where the girl is standing; Tum tum in tow. "What princess?"
"Look." Her grin widens almost enough to show top and bottom teeth.
He and Tum look at the window of a very small building and there in big bold letter reads: Tattoo parlor.
"It is easy to hide." Comments Tum tum.
Joining in Paige says. "It is something just about anyone can pull off."
Smiling just as huge as Paige, Colt says in a distant and happy tone. "Fuck me. It never dawned on me at all. This is perfect! My swearing into manhood-" he shakes his head then corrects himself. "freedom. A tattoo!"
Further inspecting the window Tum tum taps the glass where a piece of paper is taped. "Got 75 buck?"
...
Shaking her head, Paige touches a finger to the bandage on Colt's right chest. "What they won't give you for 75 bucks. Does this hurt?" She asks poking it harder.
"Yes!" He smacks her hand away. "So quit touching it."
"Sooorry."
"It may hurt but when you take the bandage off you're officially the coolest guy I know." Says Tum handing his brother his shirt back. "No one I know has a tattoo."
"Meanwhile, you'd better hope that kanji says 'freedom' and not 'chicken soup' or something. What do American's know about that stuff anyway. You copy some sign from tv and suddenly you're an international tattoo artist." Paige shrugs a hand.
"It'd better say freedom or that guys got a lawsuit on his hands." He smooths his shirt down over his torso. "Anyway, I'll ask Rocky, he can read this stuff."
Perking up as though he'd just remembered he has two brothers, Tum tum asks. "Where is Rocky anyway, I thought he said he'd meet us at Wendy's for lunch."
"He said if he could." Standing from the park bench, Colt places a hand over his pained chest. "Shit. When does this stop stinging exactly?"
"Shouldn't be long, a couple days maybe a week." Answers Paige falling into step with the two males.
"That's just what I need, avoiding showers for days."
"No one asked you to get it." Chided Paige off-handedly.
"You said a tattoo was a good idea!" Snaps Colt.
"And did you know that you can hang glide with an umbrella?" Quips the young girl.
Narrowing his hazel eyes at her, Colt points in any random direction. "Go home Paige. I'm through playing with you."
"Hey, she's my girlfriend and only I can tell her when to leave."
Taken aback, she asks. "Since when?"
"Since forever!" He grabs her hand. Giving the girl a quick kiss on the lips, he whispers in her ear. "Please just go, I don't want Colt riding me all day because of you."
Rolling her eyes, she throws her hands up into the air with exasperation then turns on her heals and leaves.
"Call me okay?" Shouts Tum.
"I will!"
The brunet could have sworn he heard her mumble a 'not' after that but he may just be imagining things.
...
"Have you seen my notebook- the electronic one?" He looks under the bed not finding it.
"I put it on the desk." Robbie points with his pen.
Popping his head up, looking over the bed sure enough its sitting there on the desk top. "Thanks." Walking over to the desk, Rocky snags the book then heads for the door.
"Hold on." Robbie sits up, pen going into his mouth as he speaks. "I have to ask you something."
"Real quick, I have to get to class."
"Long story short my uncle is getting remarried for what must be the 12th time, and my mother being dead in love with him wants me to be there."
Rocky waves his hand as if to say wrap it up.
"I wanna know if you'll come with me. Its in the middle of the week, you and I can be in Connecticut, at my house, chatting up the parents and relatives. It'll be fun." After a thought Robbie throws out. "And you'll have alone time with your son- which still sounds weird saying." He shakes his head.
"When are we leaving?"
"Tomorrow morning around 8, can you cancel your classes?"
"Oh sure, what's one more week of missed assignments." He opens the door. "I'll think about it." Says the Douglas boy right before the door closes.
"Huh? That was kind of cut and dry." Figuring it to be his imagination, he returns to his school work.
Charlotte Reeves is known for many things. A. Her long, beautiful bouncy brown hair, B. Her long winded conversations, C. Her boyfriend, star pitcher for the baseball team The Robins, Darren Whitelaw and D. Which should be considered 'A', that of which is the girls need to gossip. She felt it was her duty to keep the world apprised of itself so long as there are things going on someone has to tell the masses what it is. She wouldn't say she's a snitch- far from it! No Charlotte considers herself more informative than anything else. It was her mission to tell the Dean that certain students planned on getting high in his office on a night when a dance was being chaperoned by the mans attendance, her mission to tell her mother that her 16 year old sister had a 3 week long baby scare two months back and her job to let students know what other college mates were doing in their rooms or saying about other students when they thought no one was listening. So on a night when the dorm 2 Baxter House were sitting down for a college football game she choose to take a walk around the halls, ear in the outstretched position just incase some students chose to stray behind the group activity.
So far the night was dull at least until she got to the fourth floor where she heard the tell tale sounds of pleasure beyond the door of a room. But the thing was who was it. She only knew a few people in this hall but no one in this room. Maybe she could guess.
Now let's see... Marcie sleeps room 2 with Eurika Berkly. Alessandro is in room 5 with Chester... Now across from them is Allan and Sissy. So then who... oh... whooo? That's when it hit her. She knows this room. Everyone came by to mock the boy when they found out he was the reason that Rocky left the school and was abducted last year. Robbie Ballerini. Trouble was, which boy was in the room doing the nasty? Pressing her ear closer she tries to catch more sounds of passion. It could be either boy. Rocky's voice is kind of nasal and soft, kind of like he yelled really loudly once and it blew out and never quite got its volacity back and Robbie, he's got a simple voice kind of like everything is a joke and he's being a smartass- she hates guys like that. The guy also has funny sounding vowels like his family might be French Canadian rather than just Canadian.
"Faster."
She heard Rocky's voice. Finally pay dirt! But whose the girl? Those damn jock-heads, keep it down! They have no respect for a snoop. Ear pressed closer to the door since the two have picked up and wouldn't hear a slight bumping against the door should her ear make contact a bit loudly, Charlotte hears a slue of moans, pants and groans pick up none of which sound female... infact they sound almost...
Her eyes widen to the point where they could fall from her head. It couldn't be? It just couldn't!
"Ah! Rocky!"
It is. Rocky and Robbie are lovers... This is just too juicey. She licks her lips with excitement hands rubbing vigorously.
2 hours earlier...
Rocky walks into the dorm building after his psychology class, head low as he's spent most of class thinking about what Dr. Maxim had said to him about having nurse's syndrome. Do I see Robbie as a rock for myself? Minus that thing for Rakuta that was based on our gifts I've never been attracted to a male, and never will. So why Robbie?
"Heeey Douglas!" Says Roger Jax. A brauny guy with a mushroom cut around his head. "Come watch the game with us. We've got popcorn and soda, I'll get you a seat on the bed so you don't have to take the floor."
Looking past the male into the dorm room two door down from his, he shakes his head. "Naah, I've gotta do a report and I really need to catch up with classes after that summer I took off."
"Suit yourself, heey goodnight man."
"Good night." He walks down the hall, shaking his head in dismay of hearing the lively males as though the door to the room weren't closed at all. "This place needs thicker walls." He says to no one as he pushes open the door to his room. He didn't have to look hard to find the brunet; Robbie's sitting on his bed legs at either side of the twin bed, schoolwork in front of him.
Glancing up from the opened door, he gives Rocky a smile from behind the pencil in his mouth then spitting it into his hand he says. "Hey, you have a good session with the doctor?"
"Yeah... He told me a lot of interesting things about what I might be feeling towards you."
Tossing his right leg over to the other side of the bed so that he's now sitting normally, Robbie asks. "You told him about us?"
"I felt like I had to tell someone and I have to tell you it felt really great. Getting it out there made it sound so... official."
"What?" He follows the other male with his eyes. "That we're part-time lovers?"
"No, about possibly being lovers for however long we can be together." He explains. "Until we decide its over. No timelimit, not a care in the world of who thinks its wrong..." Rocky is silent while dressing, when he comes from the closet, he walks over to his bed sitting down in front of the brunet. "Just us, focusing on us."
"And? What did he say?"
"He said we shouldn't care what other people think and we should just go for it."
"I like this man." Declares Robbie.
"Yeah well, this man doesn't have to deal with the consequences of people coming down on him right before they toss him to the curb." He falls back onto the bed.
Twisting his mouth back and forth, Robbie kicks Rocky's foot lightly with his own. "Hey, you can't make everyone happy all the time. And even when you do make everyone happy someone loses out i.e. us."
"Yeah well, we can afford to be unhappy."
Blinking in shock, the Canadian stands reaching out taking the blond's night shirt in his hand pulling him to a stand as well. "Hey, don't talk like that." He wraps his arms around his boyfriend. "I can be unhappy, sure, but you... you need some happiness for a change. You have one shitty month after another, and its not fair."
Nuzzling his cheek against Robbie unrulely hair as he mutters. "Life isn't fair."
"No, its not but its full of chances to just get by because your happy. Rocky," He presses his forehead to the males. "You've been living your life loving people for so long you've forgotten what being loved really feels like and I wanna be the one to give that back to you, so let me. I'll be there for you no matter what happens in the end because at least we'll have each other if no one else."
Robbie presses his lips to the ninjas, a quick kiss with mouths closed before he parts his lips giving the male's bottom lip a little suckle as they continue. Rocky was the first to peek his tongue into the other males mouth to taste him; tilting his head to the side Robbie does the same. He prefers to let Rocky take the lead in any intimate thing they do, he doesn't want to force him even a little whether Rocky would have a flash back or not. Wrapping his arms around the brunet's back, Rocky presses their hips together. There was no mistaking the fact that the blond very much wanted him as a familiar lump presses into Robbie groin.
"Rocky can we-...?" His mouth is shut from contact with the blond's who in response nods.
They seemed to need a moment before they could pull apart but as soon as they were unhinged, Robbie searches the drawer for a condom and lubricant, making a bit of a mess as he shuffles his hands around for it. Snickering, eyes glancing at the frantic male while he undresses Rocky mumbles something Robbie couldn't understand; turning his head a glance he asks.
"What?"
"I said third drawer in the corner on the right." He kicks his pajama pants under the Canadian's bed.
"Found 'em." Announces the dark haired male, tossing them onto the bed beside Rocky, who sat down, he undresses quickly then pounces atop the blond making room for himself between his thighs.
The two let out a moan when Rocky's hips rock up against Robbie's when the ninja hooked his leg around Robbie's back. Raising his knee to the leg that meets the one elevated by Rocky the two grind their hiprs and groins together slowly to further erect themselves. Their kissing is almost a not really since they can't seem to stop the hisses, pants, and sighs from the friction building between them. Other leg around the brunet's back; Robbie grabs Rocky by the hips lifting him up to carry as he gets a better angle on the bed, instead laying down sideways they can have the full length of the bed. Snickering, Rocky fishes the avalanched items from under his back. Handing them to Robbie, the other male lays down beside the ninja opening the condom. Slipping it down over his index and middle finger, he applies an amount of lubricant over them coating it thuroughly. Watching attentively, Rocky straddles the male's torso then leans over kissing him once again, only now there's more fever behind it. Rocky tensed for a bit when he felt Robbie's left hand part his cheek, the right hand moving in from around the other before the slippery covered fingers slide into him. Robbie ceased movement from his fingers then waiting for Rocky to relax; enjoying the view of the ninja panting over him with his eyes closed, Robbie snapped out of it seeing a nod from the blond for him to go ahead with the stretching.
Mouths together again; Rocky's hips press back onto the intruding fingers enjoying the sensation of them sliding in and out of him so easily. Robbie left hand caresses lovingly along Rocky's spine sending vibrating waves of pleasure up and down the blond's back if he only knew how good it felt he would stop before he killed the ninja.
"Are you ready?" He whispers between kisses. He takes his fingers from the male when Rocky moans an 'uh huh'. Condom off, he opens the other slipping it over his amount careful to do it right. Once secured he pours the lube into his palm coating it over his member afterwards not missing a single area. Rocky whose been kissing Robbie on the neck while the brunet worked moves his hips back when Robbie's hands guide them down. It took a moment and with a bit of resistance Robbie was once again inside the Heaven that is Rocky that burned with the heat of any fiery underworld. Switching positions so that Rocky is on the bottom, Robbie pulled his hips back then thrust into Rocky with as much withhold as dog would seeing a Thanksgiving turkey sitting out on the table unsupervised.
Rocky cried out, spine arching as his hips dip for Robbie to thrust up into. Head tilted back, he barely registered Robbie kissing and sucking on his exposed throat until his gasp cut a little sharp from the brunet nipping into it. They moved together like a well oiled machine one rising while the other fell, it was beautiful. The football viewers in the background seemed to be egging them on with their shouts to the players in the tv.
"Go! Go! Go!"
"Faster." Rocky begged in a breath with quick comply.
The bed groaned beneath them wishing to not hold the weight of two people, muchless two people moving as they are. They both hold onto one another hard enough to leave imprints of fingernails in the other persons skin. Robbie pampered Rocky's chest, caressing the whole before tweaking the nipple between his fingers. Leaving trails of kisses from his neck to his collarbone, Robbie whirls his tongue around the protruded bud when his lips meet up with it. Hips never stop moving, only now they've really begun to dig in since Rocky has begun thrusting into his gripping hand. Robbie's lips fall upon the blond's tattoo that reads: The art of before written largely SIN underneath the tiny sentence. Rocky was supposed to get it removed but he kept forgetting.
"Come on! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Yeah!!"
Robbie hadn't even heard himself say the ninjas name before they both collapsed onto each other in release kissing slowly while catching their breaths, heavy breathing calming them to sleep. Its a shame it would all end in a week.