A/N: It's been a while, everyone. I won't be surprised if you're all mad at me for not updating :C Things have been happening recently and I kept losing this chapter file. I wanted to give up, but I'm not gonna do that to you guys. I'm going to finish what I started. You all mean so much to me, all the favorites and follows and comments make me smile so much. Never in my life did I think people would actually like my writing and fanfic ideas. Thank you for sticking with me, thank you so much. I hope you enjoy the next chapter.

Note; In this chapter, it is in the past when Kyle left to go to the island. This will be in Ray's POV. There will be yaoi/manxman smex

I know this is a Kyle x Barrett story and this is Barrett x Ray, but I felt bad for no yaoi, so. This is sort of just a filler until I get things sorted out – I am so very sorry.

And I'm sorry this seems really sudden – I tried my best to make it flow but if I were to tell all of Barrett and Ray's relationship, it would take a good few chapters. This is a Kyle x Barrett story, after all. But you guys tell me what you think! Ideas are welcome.

I walk outside, and let the sun shine down upon me. I tilt my head up to the sky and breathe in the fresh air, listen to others walking about, and enjoy the space around me. Today was a good day, and it's only going to get better. I get to see Barrett.

I wish it was Kyle, though. I always wish it was Kyle. So does he. But that's ok, it's fine to use each other like this; no one notices anyways. Well, except for Alica. She's worried. Says it's unhealthy, that it's ruining me and giving me false hopes. I honestly don't care.

I take a deep breath and let the air fill my lungs before slowly letting it flow out of my mouth. It's time to go see Barrett and have another 'pretend' session. I'm excited. I've been waiting to relieve myself for a while now.

I smile slightly and wave hi to Mana as she walks past to go see her father. That fucking bitch. She doesn't deserve Kyle. He's too perfect, and she's too disgusting. It's selfish of me, but I don't care, I'm done. Done with everything.

I start to walk towards Barrett's house. The sun starts setting and I can't hold my excitement. I need to be held.

I soon get there, and knock on the door. A few minutes pass until he cracks it open enough for me to see his sleep-deprived eyes, and his messy brown hair.
"I gave you a key." He mummbled
"I left it at home~" I said, smirking
"Don't be such a jerk. You know I sleep around this time."
"Why don't you put that anger to good use, hmm~?" I push my way inside. He immediately locks the door and pushes me up against it. His groin rubs against mine for a split second and the friction is delicious. I lick my lips and smile at him.
"Don't use my anger in that way. Just come in and wake me up," He says against my neck, biting, nibbling. I moan.
"A-ahhh...B-but you'll be half asleep and it won't be any fun~ I want bruises, Barrett." I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his body closer. He presses up against me even more and I can feel his growing erection. I shiver a bit, panting, "M-more..."
"No," He licks my earlobe and whispers into my ear, "You've been a bad boy, Ray. You need to remember your key next time. Bad boys don't get things unless they beg." Oh God. Barrett's warm breath on such a sensitive area; I don't know how long I can stand it. I feel more aroused than I ever did when I thought about Kyle, which is... Different. For some reason, I want to think about Barrett now, I want to memorize how he talks and how his small touches make me feel fantastic. I want to be able to feel his warmth when I ghost my fingers over the bite marks I'm soon to have. I want Barrett right now, and that's a first. Maybe I've been in love with Barrett the whole time. Maybe we can actually be together. Maybe we can stop pretending. I wonder... Is he still imagining me as Kyle? He said my name, but... Does he lust for me like I do for him?

Why did this all happen so suddenly?

I look down a bit and hold back tears. I'm so weak. My heart doesn't know what to do, I forgot how to breathe. I stare at the floor and focus on not crying. Don't cry, don't cry, don't fucking cry.

It's too late.

Without noticing tears well up in my eyes and flow down my cheeks. Barrett noticed this, and stopped biting me. He holds my face with both hands, and tilts it up to make eye contact.
"I'm sorry, Ray. Did I bite too hard? Are you alright? What's wrong?" I can see the concern in his eyes. My heart shatters.
"I-I... Are you thinking of m-me, Ba-Barrett?" I sniffle. I look ugly when I cry. I want to stop.
"Of course I am. I've been calling you by your name, haven't I?"

"B-but..." I trailed off.
"Ray, I don't want to pretend. Not tonight. You're irresistible, and even though we both want Kyle its been blinding us from what we really want – each other. I never noticed how perfect your skin is, how good you taste. I never noticed the playfulness in your voice until now and it made me realize that you arouse me, something thinking about Kyle doesn't. He's so out of reach. Why even try anymore? Just for one night, Ray, let's not pretend. Please. Don't cry. I can't see your beautiful eyes when you cry," He wipes away at my tears with his thumbs, licking up my cheeks, placing soft kisses all over.
"I love you, Barrett. I really, really love you," I closed my eyes as he kissed them.
"I love you too, Ray. I love you so much."

"Mmmm... So... Am I still a bad boy~?" I giggle a bit and trust my crotch into his. He groans with a grin.
"A very bad boy," He kisses my lips, his chapped against mine, "I'm going to have to punish you. Maybe then you'll listen" He slides his hands down my back and slips them into my pants. He squeezes my ass, making moans slip right out of my mouth. I place my fingertips on his chin and pull him in for a kiss. As the kiss became more erotic, I wrapped my arms around him, wanting more. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, exploring, tasting. We both moan into the kiss, and he squeezes harder. It all feels too good, I need more. We break the kiss for air, a trail of saliva connecting our mouths for a few seconds before I lick my lips. He leans in for another kiss, and bites down on my lower lip. He pulls back a little, then lets go. It felt so good – so amazing. The way he bites me is pure heaven, I want him to mark me up with his mouth as much as he can. I need him to punish me harder.

"Let's go upstairs," he says, picking me up bridal-style without another word. He takes me upstairs and into his room, gently placing me on the bed. He takes off his clothes – all of them, ripping them off as if they were constricting him. I stared down at his half-erect manhood, excited for what was going to happen next. He got on top of me, "Like what you see?"
"You know I do." I giggle as he runs his fingers up and down my sides, tickling me. He stops, and tears off my shirt. "W-wait, B-Barrett-"
"Just let me undress you. Please. I want to see your body, what I've been neglecting. We never looked at each other when we fucked. I just want to look at you now. I want to make love to you, not sex. Is... That ok?"

I smile at him and cup his cheeks in my hands, "Of course it is."

I bring him closer to peck at my lips as he slides my pants and underwear off. The cold air hits me, causing me to shiver, creating goosebumps all over my body. I cross my legs in a way that would hide my crotch. I suddenly feel shy. I don't want him to see me naked. I'm embarrassed. He stops kissing my lips and places his hands on the insides of my thighs, opening up my legs. I squeal and hide my face.
"Why so nervous now?" He chuckles, "You have such a beautiful body." My face turns red as I can't stop blushing.
"I-I do..?"
"Yes," he kisses my forehead, "I'm so glad I have you all to myself." He reaches over to the nightstand to grab something, and I can't help but stare at his manhood as he does so. When I look to see what he's getting, I see rope and twitch a little
"Huh? What's that for, I wonder~?" I ask, blushing even more now. I try to stay flirty, but it's difficult. I've never been this embarrassed around him before. I feel so exposed, so weak, but somehow I love it. It excites me.

"I told you, you've been bad and I need to teach you a lesson. Maybe next time you'll remember your key" he smirked.

Barrett grabbed my wrists, putting my hands above my head. He tied them up, and I couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
"Is this too tight?" He asks, leaning over me, moving his face closer to mine until I can feel his breath on my lips.
"N-no... I like it." I admitted, "We never did anything like this before, though... But it's making me really warm and, oh God, Barrett I need you"
"Good~ I'm glad you enjoy this. But if I just gave you everything, that wouldn't be much of a punishment, now, would it?" He licked my upper lip and trailed his tongue down my mouth to my neck. He stopped there and started to nibble at it. I could feel my face turn various shades of red as his tongue darted around, tasting every inch of skin he could. He went down to the crook of my neck and started to bite – hard. I yelped and struggled against him. He held me down, griping my tied wrists and keeping them above my head. His legs closed in on my hips and straddled me, all the while biting down on me. I kept yelping, screaming, groaning. It hurt but I loved it. A few seconds later, I could feel a bit of blood seeping out – he broke through the skin. This is going to leave one hell of a mark. I could feel him sucking slightly, licking, kissing. All of it felt wonderful. My member twitched with anticipation; I couldn't wait anymore. I need him to touch it, play with it, lick it, anything.

"P-please, Barrett..."
"Please what?" His warm breath hit the mark he left on me and caused me to shudder
"M-my... Cock.. T-touch it... Pleaaase..." I tried to buck my hips up but he wouldn't let me.
"Hmmm? Your what~?" He traced his fingertips down my chest, placing his hand on the inside of my thigh. He's so close to my member, I can almost feel him brushing up against it, teasing me.
"My cock, Barrett! Please! I need it to be touched..." I tried to move my hips once more, but to no success. He chuckled.
"Oh? This?" He placed his hand on my member as my whole body twitched with excitement. He gave it a few squeezes, then stroked it – fast. I threw my head back, letting out loud moans. Right when I felt as if I were at my climax, he stopped. I hissed in frustration, "D-don't stop, please..." I managed to squeak out.

"But if I let you cum right now, you wouldn't want to do anything else. You'd be too tired and there would be no fun in that, especially not for me." He lifted his hand up to my mouth, "Taste yourself, taste your own pre-cum." I do as I'm told and open my mouth. He puts his fingers closer and lets me lick them. I taste bitter, salty almost. I lick his fingers clean, wanting more – wanting his.
"How is it?" He asks, taking his hand away.
"G-good... But I'd much rather have some of yours..." I blush at my own words, and try to smirk. I probably look stupid.
"You'll get some soon enough; you'll have to earn it, though." He lets go of my wrists and moves so his dick is right near my face, close enough for me to lick it. My mouth waters, and I open it up slightly, licking his tip. He twitches at the sudden contact, then pulls at my hair.
"I didn't say you could lick it, did I?"
"N-no... I'm sorry..."
"It's alright. I'll just have to punish you some more." He pulls at my hair some more and I yelp. It hurts but... I like it.. I want to be dominated, be put in my place, and Barrett knows just how to do that. I love it. He moves my head so that my lips barely touch his tip, "You can suck it now." Before I can reply, he pushes my head down onto him, trusting his hips, causing me to take his whole length at once. I gag, and as he pulls me back I gasp desperately for air. I lick my lips and smile,
"God, Barrett, you're so big~ All of that's not gonna fit down there, is it?" I feign innocence, looking up at him with a sheepish smile.
"I'll make it fit," Once more, he forced me down onto his cock. After he let go, I bobbed my head up and down, slowly gaining speed. I ran my tongue along his shaft and stopped every once in a while to swirl my tongue around his head, causing him to fill the room with his moans.
"I... I'm close..." he groaned and pulled me off. I opened my mouth,
"Give me all of it," I kept my mouth open as he jerked off into it, spilling his seed with a loud moan. He shuddered, milking out every last drop. I caught most of it, swallowing what I could. The rest stayed on my face or in my hair, places I couldn't reach with just my tongue. He tasted like me, but more bitter - I can't get enough of it. He started breathing heavily, pulling me up to his chest, kissing my cheek and neck. I looked down and noticed he was still semi-erect. I smiled at him,
"You filled my mouth up so much~ I can't believe you were able to shoot all that" I giggled. He smiled,
"Well there's still a lot more in store for you," He licked up my jaw and nibbled at my earlobe, "Did you really think that was all you were gonna get?" He whispered.

I bit my lower lip, trying hard not to completely melt in his arms. "I'm ready for all you've got, Barrett~" He smiled and gripped my length. I squealed, arching my back as he started pumping, and I couldn't help but let out loud moans. It all felt so good – too good. I threw my head back,
"B-Barrett, I'm c-cu-"
"No, you're not," He said, letting go of me right away. I whined, my aching member twitching,
"Pleeeease, Barrett!"
"No." He positioned himself above me, stroking his own member. He put my ankles on his shoulders and probed my entrance with his tip. I squealed and looked away,

"Th-there's no way that'll f-fit..."
"I told you. I'll make it fit," with that, he started to slowly enter me. The pain is unbearable, and my sight becomes blurry for a few seconds. I groan loudly, gripping the bedsheets, throwing my head back. After a few minutes of the horrid burning sensation, he stops, his full length in me. I shut my eyes tightly, tears forming. Barrett leans down close to me, kissing my cheek, "Tell me when it's ok to move, Ray. It'll feel better soon, I promise"

Although I should be used to this, I'm not. I used to be so caught up with my thoughts of Kyle I never really noticed how much it actually hurt. Then again, I don't think he ever fully entered me until now. He whispers in my ear, asking if it's ok to move now. I nod my head slowly.

I feel as he moves in and out slightly, slowly. Soon after, it's not enough for me. I beg for more and he gladly responds with harder thrusting. He pumps me in unison with his thrusts, and I'm close – so fucking close. After a few more moments of thrusts and panting, I reach my climax and cum all over our chests. A minute after, Barrett cums inside of me, and I can feel his hot speed spilling all over he place. He falls on top of me, slipping his soften erection from my used hole. He rolls over and pulls me onto his chest, pulling the covers up.
"What about the mess?" I ask, sleepily

"We'll get it in the morning," He kisses my forehead, and I snuggle into his chest. I slip into the comfort of sleep rather quickly, the sound of Barrett's heartbeat helping me.

When did I start to fall in love with him and not Kyle?