(SKYLOX TIME!)
Chapter 14:
They just stared at me shocked, while I focused on keeping my temper down. Jerome seemed scared, while Mitch and Ian seemed more stunned than anything.
"What are you saying?" Jerome faintly asked, not wanting to believe me.
"I'm saying that once Ty turns 20 the man's going to do something and probably kill him!" I snapped, upset. "I'm sorry, I'm really upset; don't take my yelling to heart."
"I know." Jerome assured me, not seeming affected by my yelling.
"… What are we going to do?" Ian demanded.
"… I want to make Ty happy… and I know how to as well, but I need to talk to Mitch privately so… Can you watch Ty for me?" I started, standing as Jerome sat in my place, nodding. Mitch followed me upstairs and to my room. Making sure the door was close, I sighed, looking to him as I leaned on the door, Mitch sitting on my bed. We were silent for who knows how long, until Mitch cleared his throat.
"What did you-"
"I know. I know about the ring Mitch." I interrupted, making his face flush.
"Did you tell anyone?" He quietly asked, embarrassed. I shook my head no, smiling the slightest bit.
"No I didn't." He sighed, relieved. "How long have you had it Mitch? How long have you been planning?" I chuckled. He gave me a sheepish smile.
"I've actually had it since before Ty vanished on us, but when Jerome went into a state of depression and stopped talking, I didn't think it was appropriate to bring the subject up." Mitch answered. I laughed.
"Well, I want Ty to be happy, and he had this dream last night and said that if and when it came true, it'd be the best day of his life. He said we were married, and that you and Jerome were married, hell, even Ian was married- we were all happy." I explained. Mitch's face flooded with realization, and he nodded.
"So I take it before Ty turns 20?" I nodded.
"Before he turns 20. Don't worry about costs and stuff, I have it taken care of, my parents stored some money away for my use alone, whatever I want." Mitch nodded excitedly, hugging me tightly.
"You are the best!" He whispered, trying not to be loud. He pulled away, a concerned look on his face. "Wait, what about you and Ty? What happens if you get married… and then you lose him? You wouldn't be able to sign divorce papers if he just disappeared, you'd never be able to marry again!" Mitch argued, suddenly very worried.
"Don't worry about it, but if it's no trouble, could you propose before my birthday? I don't want Jerome thinking you proposed because I did, Ty frankly wouldn't care less what to think of it if I proposed after you guys, but I know Jerome gets jealous, so…" Mitch laughed merrily, nodding.
"Of course."
"And… don't tell Jerome or Ty, or even Ian about this, ok?"
"Sure, now let's get downstairs and discuss the plan for protecting Ty, shall we?" I laughed, letting him lead me downstairs. Ty was still fast asleep, which I was grateful for, considering it seems like anytime I leave his side he wakes up.
"SO Ian, tell me, how's Cameron these days?" I suggested, raising my eyebrow a few times. He turned red so fast I thought he'd pass out. We all laughed.
~Jerome~
After we talked about not letting Ty do anything alone nearing his birthday, and having weapons and armor ready for a battle and other things of the sort, Mitch held me close, seeming happier than normal, more focused on me and not zoning out as much. He never explains why he'd zone out, but anytime I ask or bring it up he just sighs happily and gives me a kiss. I don't mind much.
Ty had eventually woken up, seeming happy, so happy. We were told not to tell him of the dream, or the man. As days came and went over the next week or two, we were all trying to make Ty as happy as he could get, but Adam still hasn't told anyone but Mitch how to make him happiest, and Mitch. Won't. Tell me. Every time I look at Ty he's either laughing merrily or just smiling like a crazy man. Damien had promised to take care of his house so he could spend time with us, but considering Damien runs the stable and tends dozens of horses a day, I don't understand how he has time to clean and feed the sheep, or whatever he's supposed to do at least.
Mitch has been acting so sweet to me lately, and even if it's not much more than he normally does, I really like it; I feel really special. Ian announced to us about a week before thanksgiving that Cameron invited him to her families place, and we all waited for him to continue. He also mentioned they were officially a couple now. Finally! Adam seemed very pleased, as well as Mitch, and not that I'm saying I'm not pleased or anything, but Adam pulled Ian aside and they talked about something, and because of it Ian spends a lot of time with Cameron. I feel like I've missed something important.
Ty's spent a lot of time with me, and I'm pleased and all, but what confuses me is why he wouldn't want to spend every minute with Adam… Did something happen? I mean, Ty doesn't want sex and I know it's a possibility that Adam could be wanting sex and it's upsetting Ty… but he'd tell me if something like that happened, he tells me everything! Brush it off Jerome, brush it off.
Today we were rushing around, exploring as much as we could of the city we'd come to for vacation, Ty never having been here before, our boyfriends tagging along behind us, Ian too, keeping an eye on us, but talking none the less. Ty was so happy!
"Jerome, look at the puppies!" Ty squealed as he took my hand and dragged me to a window.
"Awe, they're adorable!" I insisted. The puppies could barely even walk without using the wall or one of their siblings, it was adorable! What was more adorable were the puppies purposely tackling each other in pathetic attempts to wrestle around.
"Come on, let's go look inside!" Ty declared, dragging me into the shop. There were kittens, puppies, rabbits, birds, mice, fish, even lambs!
"I didn't know people kept lambs as pets." I blurted out, rubbing the head of one that came up to me when I walked over.
"They're adorable!" Ty confirmed, petting one as well.
"They're a special kind of lamb, they don't get very big at all; that one right there is full grown." One of the store workers insisted, pointing to the largest lamb in the pen, which was just as tall as my knees.
"Nice." I chuckled, following Ty around the store. We went everywhere we could, back tracking a few times because Ty adored the animals. Glancing out the window, realizing our boyfriends hadn't caught up with us, I saw them exit a shop across the street. It was a jewelry store, Crafted Jewelers I believe it was called. "Why were they in some jewelry store…?" I mumbled. I saw Ian had a bag, only him having a bag, so I didn't think much of it, maybe a Christmas present for his girlfriend, Christmas is only a few weeks away after all. Come to think of it, I haven't seen Mitch buy anything, he hasn't spent money unless it was for food at the house…
Ty suddenly had my hand and was dragging me back outside, determined to look at everything. When he took me to another shop, the guys seemed to see us and sigh with relief, following us. Maybe they lost us or something. As we were roaming the next store, I felt arms wrap around me, a kiss being planted on my cheek.
"Hey, how's the shopping?" Mitch questioned, holding me as I saw Adam catching up with Ty. I chuckled.
"We haven't bought anything yet."
"Nothing? I would have thought in the past 2 hours you've been in the city shopping district you would've bought something."
"Well I bought a snack." I admitted. He laughed.
"Jerome, you have to come see these suits, they're so fancy!" Ty explained, dragging me away from Mitch. Mitch sighed happily, chuckling and shaking his head as he followed us. I saw Adam and Ian looking over the suits as Adam picked one out and held it against his body, looking in a mirror.
"This would look good on you Ian." Adam declared. Ian gave him a confused look.
"Why?"
"Because if it looks good on me, then it'll totally look good on you." Adam laughed, handing him the suit, joking as we all waited for the response.
"Yeah, pink is totally in right now when it comes to gay fashion statements." At that we all cracked up laughing, Ian putting the suit back.
As Ty and I returned to the house with the dye packs Adam had requested we go and get for him, we opened the door and entered the chicken scented house.
"We're back!" Ty cheerfully called, the blackened sky illuminated by the porch lights. No response. Ty got this confused look on his face, putting the bag down and beginning to strip himself of his winter wardrobe. "Guys?" Ty called as I entered the living room. I gasped, Ty following and having the same reaction.
"Merry Christmas!" The guys called out in unison. There was a tree in our living room with presents underneath, warm hot chocolate made and ready for us, the tree decorated with lights that slowly faded from the purest white glow to the craziest of rainbow colors. I rushed into Mitch's open arms, Ty into Adam's, and even if Ty and I weren't expecting it, we were so happy.
With that we all began to open presents, passing them around to each other and ripping off the colored paper. There weren't many presents, but none of us cared, because there were enough to fill the base of the tree, and Christmas isn't about giving anyway! But what bugged me… was the fact that I didn't get a single present from the one person I wanted one from the most. I'd noticed Mitch glancing at Adam a few times throughout the night, and just to check, to make sure I was right, I started sifting through the wrapping paper, the talking eventually dying away as they all began to watch me.
"Mitch?" I started, sitting down and looking at him. He was smiling as if nothing were wrong.
"Yeah?" He innocently asked.
"… Am I crazy or do none of these say to Jerome from Mitch?" I calmly asked, trying not to sound rude. I didn't want him upset, not on Christmas.
"No, you aren't crazy. I didn't get you a present." He announced, still smiling. The others seemed interested while I felt really hurt. "But, there is a good reason for it, and it's because I got you this present." Mitch assured me, pulling a box that could fit something like a snow globe out from under the couch he was sitting on.
"What is it?!" I eagerly asked. Mitch wouldn't only get me one present unless it was something really special, I'd know because I know him. He gently took the lid off the box, reaching in and pulling out a closed fist.
"Jerome, I've know you since before I can remember, Notch would know the exact time, but I'm no Notch, or a god of any sort." Mitch began. I sat there with a smile on my face, interested in this speech. "I've seen every up and down in your life. All the times you've smiled and all the times you cried. I know you inside and out, better then even your own parents as I like to believe. You make me happy and hold me when I cry, heal me when I'm ill, and have never left my side." Mitch continued as he stood up, pulling me to my feet and holding one of my hands, the other still fisted, concealing my gift. "I've loved you for years, and you've returned the passion we share. So, with all the sappy, time stalling stuff out of the way," Mitch got down on one knee, making my eyes go wide. "Jerome Robert Aceti, will you marry me?" The ring he held out in his hand was a silver ring with a flawless blue diamond on it, the same shade as Betty. I began to cry.
"Yes!" I cried out, hugging him tightly as he stood back up. I buried my face in his shoulder, feeling him slip to ring onto my finger, smiling and crying uncontrollably.
"Oh my god!" Ty squealed, hugging me and Mitch.
"Congrats, but it was a little sappy." Adam joked, making Mitch laugh.
"No, no, it was beautiful and perfect, and oh my god, I'm engaged…" I insisted, choking on my waterlogged voice, wiping at the tears. Adam shrugged.
"Whatever, now go have sex, its tradition!" He shouted.
"Since when?" Ian demanded.
"Since I made it up!" Adam stated, making me laugh.
"You heard the man, its tradition Mitch." I determined as we began to make out.
"NO I MEANT IN YOUR ROOM, GOD TEENS THESE DAYS!" Adam yelled pathetically, shielding his and Ty's eyes playfully, making Ty burst into a fit of laughter, falling onto the couch as Adam tackled him down, as if protecting him from a bomb. Mitch picked me up bridal style, taking the steps two at a time as he rushed us to our room, closing and locking the door with his elbow.
"Now don't think because you proposed that I'm suddenly the bottom!" I declared as Mitch pinned me down.
"Oh babe, give me my moments." He teased. I flipped him to be below me.
"No way." I argued, roughly kissing him. He moaned into the kiss, not seeming to care anymore. I began down his neck, latching onto the memorized sweet spot, making him moan loudly as I began to rough bite his flesh, messing with his shirt, breaking away only to pull it off.
Mitch tangled his hands in my fur as I licked his bottom lip, his lips parting as the kiss quickly deepened, making us moan from pleasure.
"Oh Jerome-"
"Oh Mitch-" I seductively interrupted, so turned on from the sound of his voice- he's never sounded more sexy. I began down his chest, flicking my tongue around each of his nipples, continuing down his sensitive body until reaching the brim of his pants. I hooked the brim with my teeth, dragging them down his body painfully slow, making him groan with impatience.
"God damn it Jerome, you fucking tease!" He groaned.
"Slow and steady wins the race." I answered huskily, pulling them off his feet and slowly dragging my tongue along the inside of his right leg, up to his hardened member as his breath began getting uneven at a quickening rate. "Besides, your squirming has always been my second favorite thing about you when it comes to sexual pleasures."
"What's the first?" He managed the muster, breathing it out as I began to leave wet kisses around his shaft.
"The feeling of being inside you and making you scream in pleasure." I whispered loud enough for him to hear me, flicking my tongue around the base of his shaft and slowly dragging it up, leaving it wrapped around him.
"Oh fuck…" He stated, throwing his head back. As I got to the tip, I kissed it, then wrapped my tongue around him again and quickly went down, then came back up, earning a moan from the man beneath me. Slowly taking him in me, I took him entirely, getting fast quicker than I probably should have. "Oh fuck, Jerome!" Mitch moaned. Then, smirking, I slowly down in the blink of an eye to a snail like pace, barely moving at all. "Jerome!" Mitch whined. I pulled off of him, crawling over his body, eventually lying down on him, my head above his.
"How badly do you want to be pleasured?" I demanded.
"Babe, I want you to fuck me so hard that I won't walk until New Years." Mitch growled, sitting up and kissing me roughly. I pushed him back down, already lined up with him, pushing myself in as we moaned in sync. I didn't wait for him to tell me to move, just simple started getting faster at a rapid pace, causing him to quickly crumble into a moaning mess beneath me. I angled my hips and hit his prostate dead on, having learned exactly where it is by now, making him loudly moan my name. I groaned, getting faster as I neared my climax.
Mitch loudly moaned my name as he suddenly reached his own climax, coming over us both. I moaned loudly, his walls tightening around me and causing me to reach my climax as well, coming inside of him as I leaned down and kissing him roughly, slowing to a stop.
"God, I love you babe." Mitch concluded as I fell next to him, pulling me against his chest as he lied on his side. "And now you're officially mine." He added as we both fell asleep.
(Did I say Skylox? I meant Merome. XD. )