Worth

by Lighter

Last 'Silent Voices' saga. With his happiness on the line, Rocky has to decide what's the right thing to do with his life since his decision to live an alternate lifestyle. Does he owe it to his family to remain the sweet, wholesome guy they know or does he owe himself the happiness he's chosen with Robbie? Warning slash.

11. Wedding Night

A.N: Thank you very much for the reviews it means so much to me *starts crying*

Warnings: There is hmm in this chapter that's code for sex. Watch out for language and nudity. That's all skip the scene if its not your cup of tea. Thanks for reading.

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Colt walked the campus grounds with a heavy heart, unsure of which bothered him the most. The thought of his brother being a homosexual as being true, or the fact that he can't seem to trust his brother enough to stop thinking like this. Rocky is the most straight forward, honest person he's ever known. Infact, he would truly be shocked if Rocky ever kept anything to his self.

'Grrr. Stop thinking its the truth because its not!' Colt bellows at himself. Shoving a door open he steps out onto the quad ready to treck to the library, when his path is blocked.

"Colt? Oh my God, it is you. Hi." Maggie waves a hand as though her verbal greeting weren't enough. "I didn't know you'd be on campus yet, this is such a surprise." She pulls the male into a tight hug. Then turning to a girl next to her, she says very casually. "Judy, this is that guy I was telling you about, the one I met at the fast food place" She explains then turns to Colt. "Colt this is Judy, my best friend since kindergarten."

"Nice to meet you!" Greets the blonde with a high ponytail swishing sideways when her head cocks. "Colt is an unusual name."

"Not really, there are people name Colton that have it shortened to Colt, but no, my real name is Jeffrey. Colt is my nickname."

"Oh. I see."

Maggie, listening to the two of them converse, notices a drastic difference in the male she met weeks ago. Hand on his shoulder she turns her attention to her friend. "Judy, we'll see you around, okay?"

"Hmm? Oh sure. It was nice meeting you, again, Colt." The girl bounced away quickly finding someone else that she knows to strike up conversation with.

Eyes now on the male, Maggie asks with a voice full of concern. "What's up? You look like you're about to smash someone's face into a wall."

"Ha ha," Colt spat out a dry laugh. "You read people very well, you know that?" He continues his pace to nowhere; Maggie following behind him.

"Great, now that I've guessed your mood how 'bout telling me what's going on?"

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because."

Grabbing his elbow she then pulls him to her spinning him around to face her, by shoving his shoulder. "Because why?"

Colt makes a face of inpatients then rolls his eyes. "We can't talk here, if we should be talking about it at all."

"Is it that taboo?" The girl asks once again following after the moving male.

"It is."

"Ok, but... Colt. This thing has obviously got you beyond upset, and its really better that you talk about it or it will fester in you like a virus."

Colt scoffed in a laugh.

"No its true. I'm majoring in psychology; I see the signs all over the place."

Pausing in his steps he drops his head in defeat. He doesn't want this to make him a basket case. Inhaling he grabs the girl's watch covered wrist. "Come on, like I said, we can't talk about it here."

"Alright." She allows him to lead her to his room.

...

The door closes behind them and Colt sits her down on his bed; he switched the mattress from his single with the one that Robbie uses, while he takes a seat on his brother's bed. "What I'm about to tell you, you can't talk about with anyone else. Got it?"

Nodding, the girl leans forward so that Colt can whisper this taboo thing without it going any further than the short distance between them. The walls tend to be paper thin when it comes to gossip and what not in this place. She would know, the night her brother passed everyone in school knew due to someone spreading that they had overheard the conversation; it wasn't bad that they had sympathy for her but it was bad that they were in her business. She never did find out who the person was that leaked the information that was so personal to her. "Of course, go ahead."

"I have an older brother who has been through some of the worst shit in the world last year; he was abducted by some crazy girl he had met when he was in high school."

"Wait. Rocky Douglas is your brother?" She asks in shock mostly.

"Yeah."

"My God, that was all over the news this year and last, I had no idea." Blinking, she looks Colt in the eye asking. "He's alright, isn't he?"

"Yeah, he's doing better as far as we know but, the thing that's bothering me, isn't the kidnapping or his behavior... its something he might be doing in result of that."

"Such as?"

"My brother has this roommate, named Robbie, and" He swallows over a dry throat, wetting his lips as he steadies himself to say it out-loud to someone else other than Tum. "I think he and my brother have become lovers."

"You mean he's gay?"

"No!" He barks then lowers his voice shaking his head. "Yes," Shaking his head again he replies. "I don't know. Maybe. A girl, that's dating this dick that used to harass me and my brother back when we were kids, told him she heard them and he told his friends, and they told me."

Mind spinning she smiles. "Come on, Colt. That's a lot of he said-she said. Its probably not true."

"That's what I keep trying to convince myself of, but this isn't just fabricated stuff. Someone said they heard them and I don't know why she would make this up- its too random."

Arms folded over her stomach, she says thoughtfully. "Well what does your brother have to say about it?"

"That's the thing, I haven't heard from him since he went on this little vacation with Robbie."

"Vacation? ...I can see why you're so concerned but, Colt... Rocky would tell you if something were wrong, don't you think so?"

Colt shrugs. "I honestly don't know. I want to believe that he would tell us- the family, but then again Rocky might keep this a secret, especially knowing how everyone is gonna take it."

"So, if you think he's gonna lie to you all... show him kindness and understanding and he won't feel the need to hide his feelings from you. But Colt, how do you plan on taking the news if he does tell you that he's gay?"

Eyes closed, Colt can feel the tears stinging his eyes. "I'd have to hate him. I can't love him if he's gay."

Scoffing, the girl touches his shoulder. "Are you serious? He's your brother, though."

"It doesn't matter, this is... this is beyond blood because it betrays it." Colt opens his eyes that shine from tears welling and falling over to his cheeks. He can't imagine having to hate Rocky, he doesn't even like feeling that he does. But how can he love a gay brother? What would it mean between them for Rocky to be that way? Things will never be the same. "It betrays it because its wrong, and goes against everything we were brought up on. Rocky liking guys..." He can't even finish the sentence. "What if I'm looked at the same way if I decide to defend him, huh?"

"Hmhm." Pulling the male over to the bed with her Maggie kisses him on the cheek. "Then I'd tell them that his girlfriend is going to kick their asses. Colt, no one will think you're gay because of your brother, and chances are he's not gay. This gossip is just making some chatter around this dull place, it'll die down if its even started up yet. You seem to be the only one that knows for the time being."

"Yeah, and I just hope it stays that way."

...

The wedding has been a beautiful event from the moment they arrived through to the reception. The wedding party is dressed in a lovely ivory white accented with a rich plum purple wiring around the skirt matched to solid plum gloves. Chiki, Robbie's soon to be aunt, is just a wonderful person; her laughter could be heard from the dressing room all the way to the chapel where the guest are seated. Children are dashing about the aisle playing tag between the seats, the teens have eyes rolling while trying to text friends or they're sharing secrets and giggling about them once the message is passed on.

Feeling his hip vibrate, Rocky reaches into the pocket of his suit's pants pulling out his phone. "Hm." He intoned flipping the phone open. "Its Tum," He says to his boyfriend's questioning gaze. "Hey Tum, what's going on?"

"Eeeee-aaaaa!" A kid squealed while trying to squeeze between Rocky's knees and the back seat of the pew infront of him.

Turning his legs to the side to let the child through, he tossed a quick glance around the room looking for Arc who's somewhere in the fray of the chaos. "Wait- what did you say?" He returns his attention to his youngest brother.

"I said that something's come up; when are you coming home?"

"Um, tomorrow morning- early, why? What's happened?" His voice is concern thinking his mother had an accident or his father's been shot again. It happened once before on a case and it was frightening to think about losing the man.

"...Rocky, I don't wanna ask this but... I have to be blunt."

"If this is serious, Tum Tum just tell me." Rocky insists.

"Its Colt. He's got this crazy idea in his head that you and Robbie are together, together-together, like you've been intimate."

Rocky could feel his mouth going dry. Swallowing his voice that tried to escape him so he would not speak back inside his throat, he says gently. "Michael, repeat to me exactly what he said."

First name always means business.

"I can't remember but roughly, Baha- Darren's friend, made some big deal out of something that he said to him about you and Robbie. I told Colt that you aren't gay when he asked me outright. Is that ok- should I not have answered at all?"

"No, its fine." Gaze at Robbie, who is tugging at his shoulder, he understands that the male is telling him to follow him to a quieter place. Nodding he stands to follow him. "Hold on a second, I'm going where there's less noise."

The two make a shaky path out of the room and down the hall to a small bathroom.

Noticing the furthering silence Tum speaks again. "Rocky, someone says they heard you two, so- is it true? Are you and Robbie..." He swallows hesitant to say it. "Lovers? Because when you spoke to me at the park you said that you weren't sure what you were feeling... but you did ask if I would still care about you."

"Tum tum, you have nothing to worry about. I'm straight, plain and simple, but if you're asking me if Robbie and I have been intimate... then yes. I'm sorry if that hurts you, but I love him and for the time being he and I are seeing each other until we get back to L.A. No one knows... and no one gets hurt."

"No, don't even worry about me bro- you know I love you no matter what... but Colt seems really pissed about it, like fight induced pissed."

"I'll handle that when I get home. Our plane leaves at three a.m."

"Okay. I'll try to soothe the beast out of Colt if he keeps sniffing around."

"Thank you."

"Yeah well, you've bailed me out of a lot of crap over the years when we run around helping the world, and Colt's off playing 'the loner' card. I owe you some."

Rocky snickered.

"And for what its worth... its nice to see you getting gutsy, I mean, not physically nice... I don't think I'd wanna see my brother kissing a guy or anything, but its nice in moderation."

Again Rocky laughed.

"So, what have you been up to? Did you meet Arc? Is he cool, or a brat... because I don't wanna brag about being an uncle to a brat."

"Naah, he's actually really cool about everything- me being his dad, life, just everything. I can't wait for him to meet you guys."

"Is he coming back with you?"

"I don't know, I didn't ask him about it specifically... he only just found out yesterday that I'm his father."

"Oh."

"Aside from that, I'm good; Robbie's family is insane on the outside but really sweet on the inside."

Robbie laughed about that. "No we're not."

"He's there with you right now? Put him on," Tum says.

"Okay. Tum wants to talk to you." He hands him his cellphone.

Taking it, looking quite shocked, Robbie answers. "Hello?"

"Listen you, you'd better be taking care of my brother or I'll murderalize you when you least expect it." The yellow ninja snipped in a mock serious tone.

"Yes sir. I promise to love, cherish, and obey your brother until Connecticut do we part."

Chuckling Tum retorts. "You'd better. And thanks, I like hearing my brother happy."

"So do I. Are we done with the threats dungeon warden?"

"Yeah, I'll let you off for now. Put Rocky back on."

Handing the phone to the blond, he spots his uncle coming down the hall. Tapping Rocky on the shoulder he starts away.

"Okay." He says to Robbie. "Tum, the wedding is about to start, can you make this quick?"

"Just wanted to say good bye, and see you when you get home."

"Yeah. Bye." Hanging up he follows after the brunet.

...

Aside from the men there isn't a dry eye in the house after the ceremony, but the tears stop when they arrive at the reception hall where you either located a table to have the meal, or stood on the little platform to give speeches. The room is lavishly decorated in the color theme and each table has a candlelit center-piece of white roses and silver plastic stars. The silverware is beautiful, the China plates just breath-taking, and everywhere in the room flashes from Kodak camera's are going off.

"Sit by me scaredy Rocky." Arc takes his hand dashing to the tiny table for the children.

"Uhhh," Seeing the itty-bitty chairs the male hesitates.

"How 'bout you come sit with us buddy?" Robbie suggests picking the kid up.

"Okay!" Tossing his arms around his cousin like a little monkey hugging a tree limb, he's kicks his legs freely while being carried bridal style over to the table.

The meal is being served by men dressed in tuxedo and white gloves; the meals itself is made up of mashed potatoes, green beans- sauteed, and a well seasoned piece of pork; Rocky's never heard of having pork at a wedding, it seems odd to him, but its delicious so he can't complain. Arc must have dropped more food on himself and Rocky's knees than he got into his mouth- which, thankfully, he had the foresight to set a napkin down over both of them before letting his son sit on his lap to eat. Arc has his own plate beside the ninja's.

"Will you eat my greens?" Arc asks once done with the diced hunks of pork.

"Tell you what, you've got sixteen pieces on your plate, if you eat four... I'll take the rest, deal?"

He thought it over. "How much is does it look like?"

With his fork Rocky separates the amount. "That much."

"Okay." Grabbing them all in his hand the boy stuffs the four into his mouth biting off as much as he can, chewing it with a displeased cringe. Dropping the handful, he eats only one then. "These are good, I think they have cheese on them."

Taking one himself Rocky chews it with a nod, "I think you're right." though, he's sure there is no cheese on them he'll let Arc think so if it helps him eat it.

Tilting his head back to look at his father Arc says. "Do you wanna play a game? Its fun."

"Alright. Which game?"

Smiling the boy says right off. "We're going on a picnic and we have to bring something,"

"Oh God." Robbie snickers.

Glancing the brunet's way Rocky continues listening to Arc.

"I'm gonna bring apples. Your turn."

"Ummm oranges."

"Nope."

"Nope. What nope?"

Laughing the boy replies. "You can't bring oranges."

"Is that not picnic food or something?"

"Cousin Ivan?"

"How 'bout an igloo." Robbie replies with a cheeky grin.

"There are no igloo's at a picnic." Rocky interrupts.

"My turn... ummm angel cake!"

Figuring its his turn, though, he hates that sneaky smile on his boyfriend's face he says. "I don't know how igloo's have right of passage but ummm, napkins."

"Nope! Ivan."

"Insects."

"Apes."

Rocky thought for a moment then, thinking he's got an upper hand, says. "Apples."

Robbie and Arc laugh hysterically.

Blushing from their laughter Rocky shakes his head laughing out. "You guys suck."

Leaning sideways he whispers into Rocky's ear.

Mouth agape as he listens he asks. "Seriously? Arc, gimme another turn, okay?"

"Okay."

"To the picnic I would bring raisins."

"Yay!" Kicking his feet happily, he starts in on some more string beans.

"You're such a cheeky little sneak for not telling me its a pattern game."

"Yeeeah, but what was the pattern."

"First name initials." He sticks his tongue out.

"Only cause cousin Ivan told you. Wanna play again?"

"Sure."

At the next table a brunette with heavy freckles bites her bottom lip as she eyes the ninja from across the table. "Rocky is so cute." Says Louisa, the male's new cousin, to Corin who's seated beside her. "Whose side is he on?"

Nearly choking on her bite, Corin swallows hard. "He's, well... its complicated but he's not related to anyone but Arc."

Cocking a brow, she then asks. "So then what's he doing here?"

"He's Ivan's 'plus one'."

Wide-eyed, Louisa asks. "Like his date?"

Corin only shrugged, unsure herself of that answer.

"You wanna, like, go ask him?"

Shaking her head Corin shyly looks down at the table. Third person today to whisper to her that Rocky is cute- like she doesn't know that. But its insane to like him, she can't anyway because of Arc and Ivan and well of course her mother with all she's done to him, what would it look like- infact, how can Ivan be so bold as to date Rocky knowing that.

"I'm asking." Getting up from the table she walks around the one she's seated at to the one behind her table. "Hey," Once she has his attention Louisa continues. "are you two together like a couple?"

Taken aback by the sudden question Robbie answers. "Yeah."

"Aaaw shoot! Because your boyfriend is really cute, you know," Leaning over the table she whispers to said male. "if you ever change your mind call me."

Watching the girl's departure with an amused smile at her choice of walking style, Rocky says. "Bold isn't she. I don't even have her number," He then laughs.

Smiling, Robbie nudges his lover's arm. "Look at you taking public recognition like a pro; the talk with your brother really helped, huh?"

"It did. I feel almost pressured by it since this is our last night as a couple."

"Say no more, I've got it all planned out."

"Oh really,"

"Yeah, why do you think it took so long to come back from the store? I was plotting and scheming."

"Hey, hey language." He points down at Arc.

"I know, that was a as far as I planned to tell you." He sticks his tongue out. "So there."

Around the room speeches are given, some funny, some enough to make you cry, and others just fell flat but by the end of it everyone is given a piece of the most choco-holic piece of cake man has to offer; Arc was trying to work on his third piece around the time Rocky and Robbie are ready to leave after having danced together and apart for a while.

"Arc, Robbie and I are heading out and we won't see you tomorrow morning, but this isn't the last time you'll hear from me or see me, okay? I'm gonna keep in contact with you and come to see you whenever I can- or have you come to see me. How does that sound?"

"It sounds confusing." He offers Rocky a bite of cake from his fork. "Are you going home?"

Rocky nods, since he has a mouth full of cake.

"Bye." And the boy returned to his cake as if Rocky hadn't said anything at all.

"Now get outta here, that's what he's saying to me." Rocky laughs. Kissing the boy on top of his head. "Bye bye, Arc."

"See ya." Robbie says.

"Bye cousin Ivan."

"I win, I was addressed." He teases. "I'm gonna see my mom and then we can go."

"Okay." Taking a seat beside the boy, Rocky looks about the dance floor at all the smiling happy people. Robbie's brother Mark waves to him and he waved back in return.

Robbie is an only child but Mark is considered Robbie's big brother because he's stuck by the boy since third grade when their class had been assigned to befriend a younger student: reading to them, playing with them, saying 'hello', little things like that and Mark and Robbie just sort of stayed together even after elementary school let out. Mark is 3 years older than Robbie.

"Rocky?" Says Corin at his side.

"Hmm?" After a second of still looking about the room he turns his gaze to her. "What's up?"

"I... I wondered if you wanted a picture with Arc. I mean, you don't have any and I doubt my aunt would part with one so," Waving a hand for him to scoot closer to the male, she holds up her camera. "Picture?"

"Sure, thanks."

"Arc, scoot over to Rocky for a picture."

Perking up, he stands on the bench. "Can I make a monster face?"

"You can make a monster face in one, but you have to smile in the other one."

"Okay!" Pulling out his cheeks he sticks his tongue out, drooping his eyes for added effect.

"Ooh, spooky." Rocky teases but doing as his son does he makes a goofy face as well.

Once the flash goes off, Corin waits for the light then holds the camera up again. "Okay, now nice smiles."

"We'll make peace signs okay?" Suggests the ninja. "Like this." He instructs.

Copying Arc puts on a wide, cake mouthed, grin. "Cheeeeeeeese."

"Cheeeeese." Says Rocky.

When the picture snaps Corin stamps her foot. "Ivan where did you come from?"

Blinking the flash from his vision her cousin replies. "I come from anywhere to beautify a hideous photo."

"I'm not ugly, I'm a monster." Arc corrects.

"I thought you were a Power Ranger?" He tossles the boys hair.

"When Rita doesn't take over me."

"Aaa, of course. You ready to go?" He asks Rocky.

"Yeah. Bye Corin."

"Bye. Bye cous'."

"See ya sucka." Kissing her on the cheek Robbie takes his boyfriend's hand walking to the exit.

Walking down the hall, the sounds of the festivities dying behind them Rocky looks up at the night sky once they're outside and he wonders what will happen once they get home. Will being friends be hard after this? Are his feelings gonna change and he'll wish this whole thing never happened at all? Too many questions wanting answers, which means it was time to turn his brain off and just let the moment happen as it happens- if that's possible.

"So, you've got it all planned out. Wanna tell me what it is exactly? Is it the perfect date or just a hot bang in the car somewhere on the road." He joked about the last part.

"No, but could we?" He teased right back.

"...Nooo. Come on, tell me what it is- I hate surprises."

"I know. But I'm embarrassed to say that I've never exactly" He makes air quotes. "dated a guy before, I've only ever fooled around and that was the end of it, so its kind of... kinda feminine for two guys."

"Ahahaha, how bad could it be?"

"Strawberries, drinks, and a gift." He made a face like he expected a stab coming.

Laughing, Rocky nods. "That's pretty bad... So what, though. I like fruit, drinks, and who would be against presents."

"So then you're not mad?"

"Naaah. I'd probably do the same thing, I've never even been with a male beyond you so I have even less experience; I've just been 'fooled' around with." He chuckles at Robbie's choice of word.

They climb into the cab, changing the subject of their coupling to music like it were breathing, waiting out the ride to the hotel. Rocky paid the cab fair since Robbie's been paying for pretty much everything else since they got to Connecticut, and he said that he got him a gift which Rocky prayed wasn't anything too expensive, he would feel terrible having the goofy Canadian spending oodles of cash on him.

In the hotel room fifteen minutes later. Rocky left the bathroom, toweling his hair dry; spotting Robbie over by the large window he cocks his head to one side. He's never seen someone look cute even from behind, its weird to have feelings like that because Robbie's just standing there, hands on the large glass window, one hand up higher than the other.

'Its such an innocent act that it just makes me smile... at the same time, I can't help but feel really... sad. He doesn't seem like he's happily standing there but simply standing there.' Head lowered he walks over to the bed taking a seat beside; the ordered snack of strawberries and what sparkling cider, thankfully, not alcohol are set beside the bed. Smiling with a berry up to his lips, Rocky says. "My view is pretty nice too."

Looking over his shoulder, Robbie's laughter clouds the glass for a quick second but it dissipates shortly after. Turning he leans his butt against the glass, arms crossed over his chest, and brow cocked as he takes in the sight of Rocky in nothing but a fluffy white robe. "Hmm, naaah I think I win in that bet."

"Mhmm. Go ahead and shower so we can get this done, we've only got three hours before our flight which means we only, really, have two hours."

Moving away from the window he strides over to his lover. "You make it sound so romantic." Leaning over he gives him a quick kiss on the lips. "Gimme fifteen?"

"Okay."

"Alright." Backing away he starts across the room.

"Wait!"

"Hm?"

Turning, he re-positions himself on the bed so that his back is against the headboard and his legs are laying long ways; gesturing with his hand for the Canadian to stand at the foot of the bed, Rocky relaxes his mind by closing his eyes and once opening them he starts to strip his lover's clothes away with his mind. First the suit's jacket; and Robbie catches his breath at the feeling of hands at his shoulders pushing his jacket away. The item of clothing falls to the floor with a whizzing sound, next came the tie it was a bit harder to manipulate since he had to undo a knot without really seeing it, but it soon fell away from the male as well. Third came the buttons on the male's shirt, Rocky popped the first three open but he moves his attention away from the task settling his mental focus on Robbie's pants. The belt is unfastened and literally flung into a wall on the other side of the room, next the zipper came down at a slow taunting pace over the growing bulge in the Canadian's pants. Rocky chuckles quietly at Robbie's racing breaths as he continues undressing him; the cuffs are popped open once Robbie has stepped out of his pants and socks, now he's left with only his boxer shorts and dress shirt. Mental hands caress the males chest pinching at his covered nipples; Robbie closed his eyes shuddering.

"Make it five." Rocky says when releasing his hold on the male.

"Fi-..." He nods barely getting the word out. Practically ripping his shorts and shirt away the Canadian dashes to the bathroom.

Laughing Rocky returns to the berry he was eating reaching for the cider with his free hand, humming 'happy birthday' which popped up in his head out of nowhere. Waiting out the five minutes Robbie took showering he poured them drinks and located some cologne from Robbie's bag. He's always liked the smell the male chose to wear from the first time they went clubbing and he smelled it on him; giving it a light spritz out into airspace he walks through the vapor cloud before returning the bottle into the bag then walks over to the bed climbing back in. Humming still going on, he eats another strawberry really enjoying the choice of sugar on it instead of whipped cream; strawberries can be so sour sometimes that cream is hardly the best choice of sweetener.

Covering Rocky's eyes with his hands he whispers. "Mind reader. You spoiled my surprise." Sitting beside him on his legs Robbie grabs a berry popping the entire thing into his mouth. "Aaa I love sugar." He says around the bite.

"Yeah." Handing his lover a glass of the sparkling drink, he sips his own before setting it down. "I can't help it, sometimes really strong thoughts jump into my head- so what's with the birthday tune anyway?"

Chugging his drink he sets the glass down beside Rocky's. "I got you something for your birthday, since I missed it last year because of... well anyway I-.."

"I missed your birthday this year by being away at school, I should be the one belated birthdaying you."

Waving it off he says quickly. "Forget about me, I wanna do nice stuff for you."

"Jerk." Replies the ninja.

Crawling to the end of the bed he reaches for his pants pulling out a small velvet box from the pocket, inching back up he hands the box to the ninja. "Here you are."

Opening the box Rocky is bewildered at first but then his eyes soften and he huffs out a light laugh. "An anchor necklace."

Shrugging as though it were no big deal, he explains his reason. "You said that you forgave my aunt for what she did, even if you don't forgive the thing itself and you did it because of me."

"You're my anchor." He nods.

"I wanna continue to be that even after we're apart."

Giving the Canadian the necklace that he's removed from the box; Robbie helps him put it on. "I should break your arm for making me teary eyed."

"I should break your arm for forcing me to give you strip tease when my pace is fine the way it is."

They snicker.

"Thank you for this, really. I don't wear jewelry just, you know, wristbands from childhood friends giving them to me but, I'm gonna wear this."

Tipping forward he kisses the necklace against the ninja's collarbone, then he kisses him on the lips before hugging him with one arm resting against him. Rocky hugs him back sitting in the silence until...

"Robbie, we're about the same size aren't we?"

"...I don't know." His voice is muffled since his face is still in the pillow below Rocky's head. "It might be a bit tight on you."

"That's alright, if its alright with you."

"Hn. What are you saying?" He sits up.

"I can't go out to buy you anything but I can give you something that you really want."

"You don't have to-.."

"Yeah but I want to, I actually had planned to while we were dancing earlier. If this is it... then it should be special."

Dipping his hand beyond the male's robe he caresses his boyfriend's abs to his chest and kissing Rocky's neck, he then scoots over so that he's resting on top him. Rocky parts his robe at the bottom, as well as Robbie's. The two grind heavily into one another, slowly, clean skin on clean skin warming against each other. Though their hips are moving more steadily now, their mouths continue to kiss softly with tongues just teasing to come out to mingle with the other person's. Low sighs and passionate moans separate their lips and the hunger in their hips drives stronger movement from them while they breathe in and out, foreheads together, breaths mingling; Robbie unties their robes one at a time pushing them open completely. When Rocky arches from the bed his robe uncovers the tattoo on his chest; the sight of it was enticing, black against Rocky's pale skin, Robbie's cool for pace was slipping due to that, and his tongue fucked its way into the ninja's mouth, thrust after thrust, getting full participation from tongue and teeth.

"Please, now." Robbie shudders out. Though he's lost in the movement, making it impossible for Rocky to retrieve the needed items to do as his lover is pleading.

Grips on each other tightening they have at their grind session another five minutes, and when Robbie's mouth cruised down his body stopping and the pelvis before coming back up; the Douglas male is finally able to get the bottle of lubricant and the condoms.

"You've gotta-" His words are cut off by a kiss. "back up so I can put it on." Says the blond receiving three more hard kisses before the brunet pulled back. Catching his breath he scoots aside to sit against the headboard, fingers fumbling with the package he then locates the tear open slice pulling it aside, removing the condom from inside he swallows hard before getting up the nerve to slip it on.

Sensing his hesitation, Robbie says in a low voice. "You don't have to do it if you're still nervous about it." Hand touching the red covering, its quickly taken away from him.

"No. I can do it." Just as he's about to cover himself he notices how bright it is in the room due to the lamps still being on, on top of that he also notices Robbie's fascinated gaze on his lower region. Suddenly shy he covers his member quickly, being sure that he put the condom on correctly, though, then he reaches for the lamp.

"What are you doing?" He stops his boyfriend's hand.

"I'm turning off the lamp."

"Why? Am I repulsive? Afraid you'll change your mind if you realize you're with a male?" He almost taunted the blond.

"...A little." He glares as if to say 'and so what?'.

Still straddled around the males hips he stands on his knees. "Do you think I'm gross?"

"You know I don't."

"Well okay," Sliding his robe off he drops it beside him; holding his sex in his hand loosely he asks. "then does this make you sick?"

Wetting his mouth slowly, he carefully thinks about the question while looking at the very thing the question is about. "Uncovered? A little, I mean, its not anything to do with you but more like... it. I know what happens with that- bathrooms and all." He explains.

"Ahahaha." He continues to laugh.

"I'm glad that you find it so funny."

Sitting down he retrieves his robe slipping it on. "My love, you'll be happy to know that I have thoroughly cleaned and prepared myself in hopes that maybe tonight I could talk you into doing me." He blushed at that.

Snickering Rocky grabs a handful of the brunet's robe pulling him in for a kiss. "Now I think you're gross."

"Say what you will, but all you have to do is slide in."

"Won't it still hurt, unless you've done this before?"

Shaking his head he says admittedly. "I've always been a top man, I've never dated any of the males because I always thought that it would be too weird- plus, none of them were interested in me that way." He shrugs. "But looking at life now, I'm glad I never did."

"You and you're cursed smooth talking; do you wanna?..." He trails off holding the bottle of lubricant out to the male.

"Sure."

Uncapping the bottle the musty smell of White Mist drifted through the room mixing with the blond's borrowed cologne; the intoxicating scents brought the mood back to them. Rocky wraps his arms around the male's back through the open robe and with his fingers he rakes over Robbie's spine. A fevered kiss resumes and both men are humming pleasured hums from the fingering and the lubricated massage. When Robbie thought it was well enough he gave a little stretching to himself to be sure he'd done alright while showering before he took position and inched his way down.

"Be careful because it hurts." Rocky whispered into his lovers ear.

"Okay." Biting his bottom lip, he presses his eyes shut glad that Rocky is sucking his neck so he won't see the pained face- if he makes one. "Ahhh!" He cried out when his wall is broken. "Shit, that does hurt." He declared digging his nails into Rocky's shoulder and side.

"I'm sorry." Rocky kissed him tenderly on his cheek.

Turning his head, Robbie kisses him back in order to distract himself as he adjusted his hips to a more comfortable position; moving them slowly up then down, he can't help the winces and tenses until it begins to feel much better.

'I hope that whatever part of my aunt it was that went insane is suffering for doing this to you so violently,' Thinks the Canadian. 'because if gentle hurts then I can't image what it must have been like by force.' Unhappy from his momentary distraction of thoughts, he looks Rocky in those beautiful eyes of his and gives him an extra sweet kiss on the lips. "I'm ready when you are."

Rolling them over so Robbie is laying down on the bed, Rocky pulls Robbie's knees up about his hips; when Robbie wrapped his legs around his waist... carefully, and slowly, Rocky moves into and out of his boyfriend until Robbie's grunts of pain turn into pants and sighs of pleasure. He wouldn't dare enjoy the warm feeling around him without the Canadian being there with him.

Moaning, Robbie begs. "Please move faster." He arches from the bed when his wish is granted.

The passionate entwined dance lasted for as long as they could stand being blinded by pleasure. Robbie couldn't clutch Rocky any harder than he was, and he was sure that his koala grip around his body would bruise his lover all kinds of purples and reds, but the pleasure was intense, it was numbing, heady, desperate, and wanton. Robbie literally wanted to engulf the male into his body with each press in, but the outgoing tug was fire... That easy comfortable slap of skin would forever be drilled in his brain, along with the delicate soundtrack of his blond lover moaning and panting in his ear and neck.

The end all of the romp for Robbie happened the moment the ninja's shaking hand latched onto his member, caressing it in time with his thrust. It meant a lot to Robbie because he knew that touching was not the blond's strong suit when it came to sex being involved, but he stuck it out and did it, though, he pulled away when he had whispered, name knowing the end was near. For Rocky it was just being there that was his demise, feeling Robbie's body contorting around him whenever he felt maximum pleasure because of his hitting him in the right way, and when it was over they lay together using the last few minutes of time they had to rest. But there, wrapped in the blond's arms laying on his chest Robbie felt uneasy as he looked at the large window.

"Rocky?"

"Hmm?"

"Nothing." Looking at the clock wondering how long they had been asleep, Robbie sits up. "Ready to go? We can take a quick shower together to save time."

Looking at him with uncertainty of what the male wanted to say to him he nods. "Sure."