AN: hi everyone! So we've picked up where we left off to see where the night ends. Not much more to say on that. I'll definitely be uploading the chapter within a week. Hope you enjoy :)


Chapter 7

The boys returned to Venice and went to the beach, both of them carrying their shoes in their hands. The sky was a royal blue after sunset.

"I think you should show Gustavo one of your songs," James said.

Kendall scoffed. "No way. Those are like my diaries."

"I figured from the one you showed me," James chuckled. Kendall's cheeks bloomed.

"Guess you figured out that one's about you, then."

"Well after everything that happened I pieced it together. Wonder what else you've written about me." James smirked at him.

Kendall rolled his eyes. Partly because that was such a James thing to say, and also because he was right. He wasn't the subject of every song Kendall wrote, but more songs than he cared to admit. "Don't worry about it."

"Listen, do you know what the reviews said about the last album?"

"Only what the record label tells us. You know I don't look at that," Kendall said. After seeing what people said about his nose and his relationship with Jo he made a distinct choice to avoid googling himself. He may have been gay, but it didn't mean that he liked it.

"That the sound is good but the songs don't feel authentic or deep," James said. "You have the talent to change that."

"Thanks, Jamie," Kendall said blushing. While he was the one that Gustavo wanted to take to LA first, he still after the past few years still found himself feeling out of place within the business. Like he didn't belong. James was often the one to take him out of that.

"Of course," James said, putting an arm around him. "At least think about it."

"I will." And to Kendall's surprise, he meant it.


When the two came home Carlos was playing something violent and loud and Logan was managing to read in spite of that. They got their greetings out of the way and the questions began.

"Where have you guys been all day?" Logan asked, not lifting his eyes from the pages. Innocent enough, there wasn't any reason for them to be suspicious that Kendall and James spent a whole day together…. Two hours away…. Without telling anyone else.

"Took a day trip to San Diego," James answered, voice level.

"No way!" Carlos groaned, jealousy dripping in tone. "You guys know how bad I want to go to the zoo."

"Relax," Kendall inserted. "We didn't even go to the zoo. We went to Balboa."

"Still, an invitation would've been nice." He turned his nose up in mock disapproval.

"Next time, buddy," James said, patting Carlos on the back. "I'm going upstairs." James took a quick glance at Kendall. Presumably an invitation.

"Me too," Kendall followed James who was moving with intention.

The two entered James's room and not a second had passed before James's lips were on Kendall's. The blond was quickly pinned to the wall and every kiss James gave was desperate, deep. Breathtaking. It took Kendall a moment to find his rhythm, but when he did he completely submitted, allowing James to explore his mouth.

They took a moment to breathe and James brought his lips to Kendall's ear. "I've been waiting to do this all day, baby," he said before taking a nibble of his ear and kissing it after. James began to trace kisses lower, down his neck, across his collarbone. Kendall gasped at these sensations so new to him. His burning desire for James alone was enough to stir him up. This new combination of sucking and kissing spots that had never been kissed on him before had his body on fire and his cock rock hard. He moaned in ecstasy.

James began to slowly unbutton Kendall's flannel, continuing to explore Kendall's body with his lips. Halfway down he came back to Kendall's face one deep, long kiss, next tender and sweet.

"Do you wanna go further?" James asked, his eyes lit with both desire and heart. Kendall had never been this close to having sex with another man. And the only other guy he had kissed was Jett in a weird and confused time of his life. He wanted it, but at the same time he wanted everything to be just right. For his first time.

"Maybe not all the way," Kendall said. "At least not tonight. But there is something that I wanna do." Kendall reached for the hem of James' shirt and began to pull upward, revealing his toned abs. Once that was off he brought himself to kneel before James feeling the smooth skin of the tan torso with his fingertips.

"Oh yeah?" James said with a smirk. Kendall nodded as James began to undo his pants. First there were the black boxer briefs, then there was James's dick springing right in front of Kendall's face. The tip glossy with precum.

Kendall took a breath and then took James in his mouth, immediately receiving an affirming moan of pleasure. He felt James hand on the back of his head bobbing him up and down, he felt James throbbing in his throat. Kendall pulsed himself knowing he could finally pleasure him, taking delight in the moans and "oh, fuck"s James let out.

"Can I cum in your mouth, baby?" James asked on the brink of release.

"Please," Kendall replied, sticking his tongue out.

James grabbed his member as he stroked himself to cum in Kendall's mouth, shudders and panting turning into bliss as his liquid shot in. Kendall swallowed in victory, licking the corners of his mouth.

"That was good," James said, lifting his pants without buttoning them before leaning in to kiss Kendall.

"Totally," Kendall agreed, not sure what to do next. Sleepovers with James were nothing new, but everything was different now that there were feelings involved. And by now James had to be sick of him, right?

"You tired?" James asked, his pants falling down as he walked towards Kendall's bed. The taller boy stripped them off before sitting down.

"Um. Yeah," Kendall said, taking a seat next to him. "So…."

"Aren't you gonna get comfortable?" James asked, smiling suggestively as he'd started to get in the covers. "And cuddle up to me?"

"Yeah, let me just get a shirt to sleep in."

"You can wear mine," James offered. Kendall's heart fluttered. He did his best to effect cool as he stripped to his boxer briefs and dawned James's tank top from the floor. He was instantly enveloped in the cologne James wore. It was different from the cuda he'd normally worn before, woodsy and just a little sweet. Kendall turned back to James staring at him.

"What?" Kendall giggled, feeling shy.

"You look so cute in my shirt," James mused, opening his arms. An invitation Kendall was quick to accept. He nuzzled himself into the muscular arms in a way he'd never had before, but always dreamed of, and laid his head on James's chest. The warmth Kendall felt had him in heaven, he thought things couldn't get better until James lifted Kendall's chin and kissed him.

"Goodnight, Kendall," James said quietly.

"Goodnight, Jamie."

But Kendall didn't sleep until the wee hours of the morning were hitting. As James slept, Kendall reeled drunk on a perfect day with the man of his dreams. Everything that felt impossible was coming to life. Laying on James's chest was like watching a rose grow in the crack of a sidewalk. As if the Minnesota snow made its way to the beach he felt back at home in the purest way. He prayed that night that things would stay just as sweet as they are now. He could only hope.