Chapter Fourteen
Theo
Leaning against Laurie’s chest with his arm wrapped around me as the warm water lapped over us felt like nothing less than heaven. I’d never imagined a moment could be so perfect.
We didn’t speak for a long time, just lay in the shimmering pink water together, enveloped in a cloud of cherry and vanilla steam.
I wondered if our skin would shimmer afterwards too and whether we’d be covered in gold and pink glitter for days.
I’d never been averse to a bit of body glitter, but I didn’t think Laurie felt the same.
I sighed and stretched my legs out, tilting my chin back as far as I could, trying to read the expression on Laurie’s face. His eyes were closed and he looked so peaceful, I almost thought he was asleep. Then he opened one eye and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.
“What are you looking at?” he asked.
“You,” I said. “You’re so handsome.”
Laurie’s cheeks flushed, and it wasn’t just from the heat of the water.
I didn’t know why he was so self-conscious whenever I complimented him—he was fucking gorgeous and deserved to be told over and over until he finally believed me.
Not everyone was blessed with my self-confidence, so I had to make sure that Laurie knew how handsome he was.
“Thank you,” he said. “You’re very beautiful too.”
“I know.” I grinned and rolled slowly onto my stomach, trying not to splash too much water everywhere because I really didn’t fancy cleaning it up.
Especially because the bathroom still had a carpeted floor, so cleaning up water spills meant more dabbing it with towels, swearing, and hoping it didn’t go mouldy.
We’d talked about replacing it, but it was another thing on the list we’d never gotten round to.
I never wanted to push because it wasn’t my flat, and although I’d lived here for four years, I didn’t want to overstep.
“I didn’t think you were going to believe me,” I added, resting my arm on Laurie’s chest and using my forearm as a pillow to stop my neck getting sore. “You don’t usually let me compliment you.”
“I do,” Laurie said. “And even if I didn’t, today is… different. I don’t want to ruin it by arguing with you.”
I beamed at him, my heart bouncing up and down like it had suddenly decided to take up trampolining. If I wasn’t careful, it would start doing somersaults and backflips and all those complicated gymnastic things I’d seen on TV, and I didn’t fancy sitting through that.
“You’re very wise,” I said. “You should always listen to me.”
“That’s debatable. You’re not always the most sensible person.”
I scoffed. “Name one time I wasn’t sensible.”
Laurie raised an eyebrow. “Today? This week? This month? How long do I have?”
“Ha ha, you’re so funny.” I stuck my tongue out at him and moved my arm to blow a raspberry on the damp skin of his chest. Laurie chuckled, so I did it again. Then my eyes landed on his nipple, which was only a few inches away from my mouth.
It was dusky pink and looked so soft and kissable.
I didn’t know how Laurie felt about having his nipples played with but I couldn’t resist finding out.
After all, we’d already kissed and gotten naked together, so sucking his nipple wasn’t exactly a huge leap.
It was more of a small step to the left.
Especially when you considered all the kinky rope work we’d already been doing.
Besides, how was I going to know if Laurie was open to more if I didn’t try?
My eyes found his as I slowly moved my mouth, watching his face for any hint of uncertainty or discomfort.
I loved Laurie too much to push him, and I didn’t want to ruin what we had, so if that meant stopping now and putting a lid on my feelings, covering them with chains and throwing them into the ocean, I’d do it.
Even if it would totally suck. And not in a fun way.
“Can I?” I asked, my lips hovering just above his nipple.
“Yes.” The word was barely above a whisper, but it was enough. Especially when Laurie looked like he wanted to devour me.
I definitely wouldn’t be opposed to it.
My gaze didn’t falter as I ran my tongue over the hardening nub, my body tingling as Laurie exhaled shakily. I closed my mouth over his nipple, sucking it gently and giving it a tiny teasing tug, just to see what would happen.
Laurie groaned, a soft “fuck” falling from his mouth like a whispered prayer. He shifted slightly, sending another wave of water over us, his fingers resting lightly on my back like he wasn’t sure what to do with them.
I continued playing with his nipple, sucking and licking it and rolling my tongue around the hardened bud. I really liked it when men had sensitive nipples—not everyone did, but there was something fun about slowly teasing someone like this.
I tightened my lips, giving it a hard, final suck before releasing it and kissing my way across Laurie’s chest to do the same on the other side.
Laurie’s breath was faster now and his cock hardened against my stomach, sending sparks of need pulsing through me.
I’d always tried not to look too hard at Laurie’s cock because I hadn’t wanted to cross any lines, but now that had all gone out the window and I could revel in the press of his shaft against my skin.
Would sucking his dick be too much tonight?
Nipples were one thing but cock was another, and most people had very strict lines between the two. I’d never considered them that different, but then again, I’d always liked putting things in my mouth. There was something so nice about having my mouth stuffed full.
“Theo,” Laurie said as I teased his other nipple. I loved the way my name sounded on his tongue. It was almost reverent. His hands flattened against my body like he was waiting for something and when it clicked, I smiled up at him.
“You can touch me,” I said. “You don’t have to ask.”
“I don’t want to… overstep,” he said, struggling with the final word, but that might have had something to do with me flicking his nipple with my tongue.
“You won’t. I promise. You can touch me wherever you want.
” I kissed his nipple again before slowly wiggling farther up his body, pushing myself up and resting a hand on his chest so I could look down at him.
It was awkward and not the most comfortable, since we were two grown men trying to do whatever this was in a small bath full of water, but I didn’t want to break the spell by suggesting we move.
Water sloshed over us and I was vaguely aware of it splattering over the edges of the bath and onto the floor, but I didn’t care.
My cock brushed against Laurie’s, the heat and hardness making both of us groan.
His eyes were dark and full of desire as he trailed one hand down my spine to the top of my ass, his fingers teasingly stroking my crease.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said, bringing his other hand round to cup my jaw. “How…”
I didn’t know what the question was, but somehow I had an answer. “Because it’s always been you.”
Laurie surged upwards, water spraying everywhere as he pulled me into him, kissing me with a fierce possession that left me gasping for air.
His hand grasped my ass, dragging my hips against his.
I moaned into his mouth as our shafts rubbed together, our hips grinding and thrusting as we desperately sought friction.
It was wet and messy and the hottest fucking thing I’d ever experienced.
“Laurie.” I groaned. “Laurie, please.”
“Use your hand. I want you to come for me.”
“Only if you come too.”
“Together then.”
That was probably impossible, but I had no fucks left to give.
I’d swim to the fucking moon if Laurie wanted me to.
I slid a hand between our bodies, wrapping it tightly around our shafts and bringing them together in my fist. I gasped because the difference in heat and friction was immediate, like the dial had been turned up to ten thousand.
“Yes, just like that,” Laurie said. He still had a hand on my ass, but it was now on one cheek, squeezing and rubbing it as we fucked my fist. His other hand was around my neck, holding the back of it with his fingers tangling in my wet hair. “Fuck, darling… I…”
“Y-yes!” Our mouths collided in another kiss as the heat between us skyrocketed.
Heat coiled under my skin, twisting itself around and around like a rubber band just waiting to snap.
My ears were filled with the wet slap of our bodies, the slosh of water, and the desperate groans sliding from our lips.
I tightened my grip around us, half jerking our cocks as we thrust our hips.
It was uncoordinated and sloppy, like we were drunk or teenagers experimenting for the first time.
And maybe we were sort of drunk, just on each other rather than some dodgy bottle of WKD Blue or whatever other shit I’d drunk at sixteen.
Laurie’s fingers slid between my cheeks, brushing over the sensitive skin of my hole, and I moaned into his mouth, trying to push back into his touch while still frotting against him. A wild medley of sensations shot through me, and I knew this one taste of Laurie was never going to be enough.
I wanted more.
I wanted everything.
With a broken groan, my orgasm crashed into me like stormy waves onto the shore, the intensity of it shaking me to my core.
My body tensed as my cock shot ribbons of cum across our skin, which quickly washed away into the water.
My head was spinning and it felt like I’d just run back-to-back marathons, but Laurie was still desperately chasing his release and I hated the idea of letting him down.
I jerked my fist harder, drawing out my orgasm and pushing myself to the point of oversensitivity. I kissed Laurie again and again, nipping his lip and whispering breathless words, whimpering his name as the intensity threatened to overwhelm me.
Laurie came with a grunt, his mouth pressed against mine as his cum painted my fist and decorated our stomachs.
He was trembling and shaking, his eyes wide like he could barely process the moment.
His hand was still gripping the back of my head and as we slowly came down from our high, he loosened his grip.
I thought he was going to let me go but instead he gently drew me into him, swapping our fierce kisses for sweet ones.
The calm after the storm.
We lay there for a while in the cooling water, our bodies breathing as one as we kissed.
Neither of us wanted to break the moment and I was so afraid once we moved that would be it—the spell would be broken and everything would be as it once was.
Only in this story there wouldn’t be a fairy godmother to wave a magical wand and fix everything.
Laurie moved first, tilting his head back to glance at the mess surrounding us. “I know I should clean up, but I really can’t be arsed,” he said, looking back at me with the most beautiful smile. My beautiful, wonderful Laurie.
“We can just put some towels down and sort it tomorrow.”
“I like that idea.”
“See, I do have good ideas,” I said, unable to stop myself from teasing him. “You really should listen to me more.”
“Maybe I should.” He brushed his fingers through my hair and kissed me, eyes shining with an affection that made my heart soar. “Let’s get out before the water goes cold. We can sort this in the morning.”