Chapter 13- Reed
FOR A FEW moments, I savor the sight of the man a few yards away in the distance.
Skyler takes my breath away on an average day, but seeing him by the waterfront of MM Institute is something else.
He’s paying close attention with his large black camera, taking photos of the water.
Witnessing the man in action is a phenom, a sight to behold.
But maybe I’m biased. Because he spent the weekend with me. And we had unforgettable sex. The very memory makes me swoon.
Which is why I’m here, staring at him in the distance. Like the sunrise rippling on the ocean, Skyler deserves admiration. Maybe all this quiet staring is creepy, so I decide to make myself known. Squaring my shoulders, I stride up to him.
“You work during your lunch break?” I ask.
Skyler darts up and grins. “Reed!”
“Hey, handsome.”
“I was just, uh…” He hooks his thumb behind him to the shore. “It’s one of the last sunny days of the autumn, so I was hoping to get some good shots.”
“For a new exhibit?”
“No. Just for my personal collection. Finding decent shots of nature is kind of my jam.”
“Wow, you are amazing.”
“Oh, stop.” He glances at my hands behind my back. “What’s that?”
“It’s why I wanted to see you in person today. I don’t have a lot of time for my lunch break, and definitely not on weekdays. And only some weekends, but…” I whip out the bouquet of roses. “Would you like to go out with me on Saturday?”
He gasps, and his eyes go wide behind his glasses. “Are these for me?”
I nod. “Do you like them?”
He beams as he takes the bouquet, his camera dangling on his neck. “They’re gorgeous. No one’s ever done this for me before.”
My eyebrows furrow. “I find that hard to believe. No previous guys?”
“They didn’t exactly do romantic gestures.” He shrugs as he stares at the petals.
“That’s absurd. You are deserving of every lovely gesture.”
“Well, no one’s considered me worthy until now,” he replies.
I scoff, then grin. “You are beyond worthy.”
A blush grows on his cheeks, and we both take a moment to listen to the crashing waves. “So. Date. Saturday? I’m thinking a nice restaurant, then hitting up the first Christmas markets of the season?”
He bites his lip and nods. “A date sounds amazing, Reed.”
“Awesome. I gotta run back to the hospital, but uh, I can pick you up at your place? Say, where do you live?”
His smile momentarily falls before he grins again. “It’ll be easier if you pick me up here.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah.”
“But, what, you’re going to park at work on your night off?”
He nods. “Mhm.” He touches my shoulder, then looks away. “This looks amazing, but I gotta go back to work. And so do you.”
There’s something he’s not telling me, but I decide not to push it. “Okay.”
After a moment’s hesitation, he leans up and kisses me on the cheek. The warmth on my face is worth every penny I spent on the flowers. Something tells me everything about Skyler is worth more than all the presents money can buy.
Dinner that Saturday is a lovely time, if I do say so myself.
I drive Skyler to a fancy Italian place near the downtown public parks.
Our meal is delicious, but not as divine as Skyler in his tight, dark blue button-down and black slacks.
I swear, the kraken in me wants to burst out and rip off his clothes with each of my tentacles.
But I refrain, and the conversation stays lively throughout the meal.
Skyler is so fun to be around. And handsome. And when we walk outside, he takes my hand, and the cold November air doesn’t feel so frigid anymore.
We walk among the stalls in the Christmas market as the sun sets.
I take in the colorful lights, cheerful music, and the amazing guy with his hand in mine.
Everything feels so right. He tells me all about his childhood growing up in rural Arizona, and I find I keep wanting to know more and more about him.
I don’t think I’ve stopped smiling once all night.
It was wrong of me to hold back my feelings for him; we could have been dating for months by now if I weren’t so foolish.
We decide to share a cup of hot wine and manage to get one picnic table in the corner all to ourselves.
While he sips and gazes at some Christmas carolers, my pulse rises, and I’m sure my pheromones are spiking.
He looks so good. Maybe it’s the liquor granting me courage, but I find I want to let Skyler in on my biggest insecurity.
It’s the only thing holding me back from asking him to be official with me.
“So, um…” I clear my throat and take his hand. He gives me a quizzical expression, and I chuckle for no reason. “There’s something I think I need to say.”
He puts down the cup. “What is it?”
I stare at our fingers interlocked. “I really like you, Skyler.”
“I really like you, too,” he chirps.
“No, but…” Rubbing my forehead, I continue, “I just want you to know that…” I gaze at those gorgeous eyes behind his glasses. “I’m not dating you because Aisen left.”
“Uh, okay?”
“It might seem like I am. But the truth is, I’ve liked you for some time. I didn’t think I had time to date, but I realize now that, in actuality, I had forgotten what it was like to be a romantic partner.”
He gently smiles, silently urging me to go on. “Being friends with you reminded me of what it was like to want someone. To want to spend time getting to know them. To feel that spark. And losing Aisen taught me that life is too short.”
My throat goes dry. “I’m babbling, but what I’m trying to say is…I like dating you. I’d like to keep seeing you. And if Aisen decided to come back to Mareflow to live with me again tomorrow, I’d still want to keep seeing you.”
His face goes serious, and I lift up his hand to kiss it.
“Don’t think you’re some replacement for the time I spent focusing on my nephew, my family, or anything else.
You’re no one’s second choice; you’re Skyler.
You’re incredible. I want to keep spending time with you and see where this goes.
I’d even like to be your boyfriend, if you’d consider that. ”
After a long pause, I’m afraid my little speech was too much. But in the next moment, he gets up and moves to my side of the table. Skyler kisses me hard, exploring my mouth with his tongue. He’s nearly on my lap, and we’re making out in public like teenagers.
He pulls off, and we both take a deep breath as our foreheads touch. “Not gonna lie, Reed,” he says with a smile. “I was afraid that if you became a guardian again, you’d find that you wouldn’t have time for me anymore.”
“Baby, I’d make time.” I pull his face in, and we both moan as we continue to assault each other’s mouths. Skyler pulls me close, like he needs my body on his. I’m so hard, and I hope this date continues back at his place or mine.
He pulls off despite my primal yearning to feel his skin on mine. Stupid clothes, getting in the way. Before I shift and dig my tentacles underneath the buttons on his shirt, I look around.
Oh yeah, we’re in public. No one seems to be paying attention, but it’s best practice not to do any foreplay out in the open.
“You know,” he says, sitting on my lap. “I’ve never been boyfriends with a guy before…” He cranes his head toward my ear and whispers, “Without him exploring my ass with his cock.”
Monster god damn. My dick perks up, rubbing up against his tantalizing but still-clothed ass.
“Uhh...” My brain has gone blank.
“Unless that’s too much!” Skyler says, bolting upright. “I don’t wanna come off too…” He scratches the back of his head and looks away. Damn he’s adorable.
I take his hand and kiss it again. “My place, or yours?” I ask with hopefully a seductive tone.
His eyes light up. “Yours, please.” He tries to pull me up, but I remain firmly seated. “What?” he asks.
Grinning, I roll my eyes. “Give me like…a minute.” As I readjust my crotch, we both share a laugh.
***
I never understood in movies when the characters smash-cut to a private room while making out, leading up to a sex scene.
It seemed overdramatic. That is, until we enter my foyer thirty minutes after leaving the Christmas markets.
The drive here wasn’t particularly sexy, but all that changed the moment I closed the front door.
Skyler’s mouth is on mine, and we’re both moaning and huffing as we kiss.
We try not to fumble as I lead him to the bed while kissing him.
I take off my blazer, and he undoes my pants in record time.
We laugh when I’m forced to hop around and ditch the trousers, all while Skyler deftly strips me of my shirt.
Clothes on the floor, I take a moment to undo my shoes and socks.
Now I’m clad in a white tank top and tented orange boxer shorts, and Skyler eyes me with delight.
I’ve never been an object of lust before. Skyler Dillinger continues to change everything I knew about myself.
We giggle, drunk on horniness, as we make it to my room. I undo his pants as he takes off his shirt. “So, I’m not really into topping, but what did you, um…?” he asks breathlessly.
He ditches his undershirt, and I stare at his lithe body. “I would be so damn honored to top you.” When I shuck off my boxers, my hardness bounces between my hips.
“Oh, Mr. Sung.” He gently pushes me onto the bed, and I laugh. Next, he pins me down and gives me a dangerous grin. “You’re not in control here. I have big plans for you,” he purrs.
“Do tell.”
He pecks my lips, then proceeds to travel southward. My eyes shut as his mouth trails kisses to both my nipples and down my abs. I want so much more than just a blowjob tonight, but I’m so turned on, I’m afraid I won’t last.
When he swallows my dick in one go, I let out a strangled gasp. After another two seconds of sucking, Skyler pulls off with a pop. “I need you to suit up, Reed.”
I open my eyes, unsure of what planet I’m on. I’m barely cognizant enough to recognize the condoms and packet of lube he’s tossing onto my torso. “I’m gonna use your bathroom to prepare. Don’t leave the bed, Mr. Sung,” he commands.
Smiling, I give him a nod; this bossy bottom side of Skyler is freakin’ hot. After he disappears, I get to work sheathing myself. I can’t remember the last time I wore a condom, or even had this much fun in bed.
A minute later, Skyler reappears, gloriously naked, and I forget my own name. He returns to straddling me, but this time, his expression is hungry and filled with intent. He’s a man on a mission, and I’m so ready to take him there. I stroke his hard cock as he leans over mine with his ass.
“May I?” he asks, breathlessly.
I gulp and nod, unsure if words will come out. In the next few seconds, my life changes completely.
My cock…is engulfed by his ass.
He’s riding me. Skyler Dillinger is riding me, and it’s everything. His ass is a lubed-up paradise, and the look of satisfaction on his face is priceless.
No one’s ever done this to me before. He rocks his hips, and my cock grows harder.
It’s overwhelming, the pressure of his ass milking me from root to tip.
He’s the oceans, the ground, the heavens, the stars, and everything in between.
There is no time and space, only Skyler, dominating me with that lubed ass of his.
I lean forward. “Oh, fuck,” I murmur, grabbing his toned back.
“You like this?” he asks, breathlessly. He cradles my sweat-slicked head but doesn’t stop the slow ride.
“Yes…ohfuckbabyyou’resoamazing…oh fuck.”
I’m a whiney, moaning mess as he continues to make love to me. Cascades of arousal fly up and down my back. Skyler Dillinger knows how to power-bottom—that is a new, unshakeable truth in my worldview.
“Oh god, I’ve wanted his…ugh, for so long,” he whispers.
The fact that he’s lusted after me is equal parts flattering and hot. I grasp his cock, and he lets out a breathy whine. In tandem with his rocking hips, I slowly stroke him, the man I’m falling deeper and deeper for.
“I love this,” I mutter into his skin. I lick his nipple, and he shivers.
“I do too. I want to do it again, and again,” Skyler says, accelerating his hips.
“Again?” I whine into his chest. My hips buck as the arousal begins to hit an apex. I stroke him faster, and his cock gets harder in my palm.
“Yes. And one day…with your kraken form.”
Well fuck. I stare up at him as he rides me faster, my nerdy, twinky, sex-god of a boyfriend. “Really?” I ask breathlessly. I’m almost there…
“Yeah.” He’s huffing as he thrusts his cock into my hand. “Tentacles really turn me on.”
“I have tentacles!” My mouth is dry, and I don’t even know what I’m saying.
“I know!” he replies in a higher pitch. “I think it’s hot!”
“You do?” My voice is nearly squeaky as my cock gets harder in his ass. “I didn’t think you’d like them!”
“I love tentacles! Cock or tentacles, it’s all good!” He grasps my shoulders as he rides faster and faster.
“I have both!”
“We’ll have to try that sometime!”
“If you want them!”
“I want them so bad, Reed!” He throws his head back and fucks himself on me, and my vision proceeds to go blank.
“You want my tentacles?”
“I want them!”
“Oh, fuuuck!”
“AH, REED!” He screams out as his orgasm pulses through my hand. At the same time, my own climax is wrenched from me by the cheeks of his ass.
Hot damn.
My lucidity returns in patches as the waves of sexual bliss subside. I’m drenched in sweat and Skyler’s fluids. He’s dripping lube from his hole. The room reeks, and I’m sure my comforter is soiled.
I don’t know if I’ve ever been this content.
We take our time cleaning up, each going to the bathroom individually. After we both shower, without even asking, Skyler crawls into bed with me. This amazing man wraps his arms around me, and my affection for him grows and grows.
My inner kraken, sated as he is, wants to burst out, but I keep the other side of me at bay. Instead, I ask, “I have a question.”
“Yeah,” he whispers, kissing the back of my neck.
“Did you mean what you said?” I ask through a yawn. “About like…krakens and stuff.”
He giggles and kisses me again. “I’d be more than happy to explore your krakens and stuff.”
We both titter, and he holds me closer. “I have a question, too.”
“Shoot,” I reply.
“Was this our first date, or our second?”
I can’t help the laughter that bursts from my lips. “Last weekend, spending more than a whole day with you, was kind of amazing.”
“But this was the first formal date,” he argues.
“I think biking with you was our first date,” I say with another yawn.
“Done deal.” We both chuckle quietly, and he holds me tighter. Skyler kisses my neck as sleep rapidly overtakes both of us, a perfect, quiet night to cap off a perfect second date.