19. Ryan
Ryan
I walked out of my lesson to find Dominic leaning against the wall.
His arms were folded casually over his chest, one foot kicked up behind him.
Just like always, there was a scowl marring his brow.
I used to think Dominic was just perpetually pissed off at the world.
Now, I knew it was just his resting face.
Until he saw me, that was. That was when the scowl melted, to be replaced by the most beautiful smile. One I’d only ever seen aimed in my direction.
“Hi,” I said softly as I stopped in front of him. This wasn’t the greeting I wanted to give him, but we were in public. “Fancy seeing you here.”
His smile deepened. “Where else would I be?”
We probably looked like fools with how we were grinning at each other. “In your own lesson?”
“Nah.” Dominic shoved off the wall and I fell into step beside him. “I’d much rather wait for you.”
My hands twitched with the need to grab him, but I settled for nudging him with my shoulder. “Not sure your exam results will thank you.”
“Good thing I don’t care about them.”
It wasn’t the first time Dominic had alluded to that. In the three weeks since Amy’s party, he’d been waiting outside the door after every one of my classes. Whenever I studied, he’d keep me company but never do any revising of his own.
I chewed at my lip as we walked, wondering if I could say something. You’re boyfriends, remember?
We were, but only in private. Which was what we both wanted.
I didn’t think either of us had anticipated how difficult that would be. True to his word, Dominic hadn’t ignored me once. Hadn’t ditched me when Max appeared either. Instead, he’d tell my twin that either I could join them, or he’d see him later.
Max never chose the first option. Not even once.
It was getting to Dominic. I’d seen him glaring after Max on more than one occasion. It hurt, but not in the way I might’ve expected. I wasn’t upset that Max was deliberately excluding me, but because in doing so, he was hurting Dominic.
It was kind of ironic that once it had been Dominic who’d come between Max and me, given it was now me coming between the two of them.
I wasn’t trying to, I swear. Alright, so maybe the first couple of times Dominic chose me over Max, there was a bit of smugness.
Just a tad. What? I was only human. But when I realised the position it was putting Dominic in?
The discomfort he was feeling being made to choose?
Suddenly, it didn’t feel so good.
Even with Max flat out refusing to let me join them, my time with Dominic was limited.
We shared bus journeys together, Dominic silently slipping me a blueberry muffin most days.
In college, we had these stolen moments between classes where we couldn’t even touch each other.
After, there were my art classes, paper round, and revision.
Dominic had his shifts at the chippy, although I’d started hanging out there during those.
It was rarely busy and his boss didn’t care.
Right now, I’d take whatever time I could get with Dominic, even if there were a couple of deep fat fryers in between us.
“Do you not need your A-levels for whatever you’ve got planned in September?” I asked.
“Nah.” Dominic shrugged. “I’m not planning on university.”
“What are you planning?”
“This and that,” he said, slowing suddenly, his eyes catching on a door to the right. “You’ve got a free period now, right?”
“Yes,” I said, my lips twitching. “Did you have something in mind?”
Glancing up and down the corridor, Dominic opened the door and poked his head inside. “Come on.”
My brows hit my hairline. “Here?”
“Where’s your sense of adventure, Shadow?” Dominic grabbed my collar and hauled me forwards. Fuck, that was sexy. I loved the way he hauled me around sometimes. “Think how much easier your statistics class will be if you’re fresh off an orgasm.”
“We might get caught.” My protest was weak, and not at all helped by the fact I let him tug me inside the storage cupboard. Or that I shoved him up against the now-closed door and pressed my erection against his. “We’ll have to be quiet. So quiet.”
He smirked, his fingers trailing down my front until they rested just above my waistband. “Good thing we’ve had lots of practise.”
He wasn’t exaggerating. We’d become masters of the silent orgasm over the past few weeks. It was undeniably hot. There’d been many times when Dominic had had to silence my moans with his hand or mouth.
Part of me wondered how much hotter it would be if we knew there was no chance of being overheard. How loud Dominic might moan my name. I was fucking dying to know, but it wasn’t like that’d be happening any time soon.
Maybe when I’m at uni. I’ll have my own space there.
A tingle went through me at the thought. Would Dominic want to visit me? Would we even still be together then?
We hadn’t discussed it, but I couldn’t see why we wouldn’t be, especially if Dominic wasn’t going to uni himself. I was fully in this for the long haul, and from everything Dominic had said, so was he.
I still couldn’t quite believe it. Sometimes, I had to pinch myself to prove this was my real life and not a dream.
Right now was one of those times. Dominic’s dextrous fingers flicked open the button on my trousers and lowered the zip. “What do you fancy, Ry?”
“You,” I said without thinking. “I fancy you.”
“Aww.” He grinned, kissing the end of my nose. “You’re adorable, Shadow.”
“Fuck off.” I shoved away with a scowl as embarrassment flooded me. “Don’t take the piss, Dom.”
“Hey.” He moved fast, cupping my face in his hands. “I’m not, baby. I mean it. You’re fucking adorable, and I love that. I love that you fancy me.”
I tried not to fixate on one word in that sentence. It didn’t mean anything that he’d said it twice. Besides, it was far too soon for that. “Really?”
“Really,” he said softly, stroking my cheekbones. “I fancy you too, Ryan. Thought us being boyfriends might’ve clued you in, but I can say it if you need to hear it.”
The embarrassment didn’t ebb, but at least it was there for a different reason this time. “I’m a muppet. Sorry.”
Dominic chuckled, backing me up against the door. “You’re my muppet.”
My tongue flicked out over my lips. “I am. Just yours.”
His gaze heated. “Damn fucking right.”
We made out like the teenagers we were. Dominic was pressing me against the door like he was trying to put me through it. It was messy, frantic, primitive. All tongues and clashing teeth as we clawed at each other.
“Dom,” I moaned as he kissed his way down my neck. My cock was leaking inside my underwear, threatening to tell everyone what had happened here. “I need to come before I make a mess.”
He grunted, then repeated his earlier question. “What do you fancy, Shadow?”
God, that really wasn’t a fair question. It wasn’t like either of us had experience with other guys. We were relying on what felt good and letting that lead us. I wasn’t going to lie though—experimenting together was fun. More than fun. “Um…frotting?”
That was a new discovery. Dominic had learned about it through watching porn, before almost falling through my window in his haste for us to try it out.
He wasn’t the only one who’d been researching, but what I’d been most interested in…I didn’t think we were ready for that yet. Couldn’t do it with my twin and parents on the same floor, either.
Maybe one day. Until then, the thoughts of Dominic inside me could stay in my fantasies.
“Fuck yes.” Dominic rummaged in his back pocket, grinning in triumph as he located a small packet. “Knew this would come in handy.”
“Can’t believe you’ve been walking around with lube in your pocket.” I snickered. “What if you’d accidentally pulled it out around the others?”
He shrugged, tearing it open and squeezing it into his hand. “Guess they’d figure I had a new adventurous girlfriend.”
My heart pinched. A girlfriend. Because no one in our lives knew what was going on between us. They weren’t going to find out, either.
Which was what we both wanted.
Right?
Dominic’s erection knocked against mine and sent those thoughts straight out of my mind. “You drive me crazy, Shadow.”
“Same,” I rasped, moaning as he wrapped his large hand around us both. I kissed his dimple as he grinned. “Fuck, this feels so good.”
“Bet you’re glad I remembered lube now.”
My head fell back against the door as he stroked us firmly.
Like me, he was uncircumcised. Supposedly it made our cocks more sensitive, but I didn’t know if that was true.
I did know that having his bare head against mine was one of the best feelings in the world though.
“So glad. You’re the best boyfriend ever. ”
“I am,” he murmured against my lips, working us faster. The schlicking noise from his hand was almost obscene. “And I’m yours.”
Time warped as he kissed me again. His tongue silenced my moans. His lips caught my whimpers. Fuck, why was it always so good with him? And what was he doing to me? I didn’t mean with his hands, but generally. Never before had I thought I’d have sex in public, let alone in college.
But that was part of the problem of hiding. We had to grab whatever time alone we could, regardless of where we were.
I couldn’t deny that I loved it. Everything about Dominic felt dangerous, so it seemed only right that this did too. Not dangerous in the way it used to though. Before, I was afraid Dominic might drive a bigger wedge between me and Max. Or maybe even thump me if I pissed him off enough.
I wasn’t scared of those things now.
I was scared he might break my heart.
That was fucking terrifying.
But that was a relationship, right? You threw yourself off the cliff with another person, trusting that they’d remembered to secure the safety line.
Dominic would. He’d never let us fall.
“You feel so good, baby,” he moaned. “I can’t get enough. It’s never enough.”