Kai
We were cuddled together on the couch, legs intertwined, arms wrapped around each other and fingers tracing over soft skin and toned muscle.
I groan when the oven timer goes off, not wanting to leave the comfort of Maddox’s arms. Shifting around to untangle our limbs, I jump up to grab the pizza rolls.
Glancing back I see Maddox snuggle deeper into the warm spot my body heat left behind while waiting for me to come back.
I’ve just placed the hot pan on the stove and shut the oven door when I hear it. Loud and clear, Mack is spewing non-sense outside.
‘What the fuck is he even talking about?’ I think as I listen to him rant.
“Maddox! Get out here, ya fuckin’ faggot! Got me doin’ this fucking shit AND dealin’ with these crazy Russian fuckers so you can get your dick sucked by that ginger shirt-lifter? FUCK YOU!”
“Couldn’t just do your time, could ya? Always runnin’ your cock-suckin’ mouth and fuckin’ somethin’ up. Now I gotta fix shit, again. Did ya think ya could pull one over on me? You just had to ruin it didn’t ya? Who were you talking to, boy? Huh? MADDOX!!!”
Turning towards the living room, I find Maddox standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
With his wild wide-eyed stare, tense shoulders and every muscle tightened, his every tell was on display, screaming that he’s gonna run.
‘I have to stop him. Mack is a big man, and in this mood? Yeah, that’s not good for anyone,’ I think, stepping towards him.
I cup his face and force him to look at me, “Ignore it. He’ll leave.
Please, baby. Don't go out there. Just stay here,” I whisper trying to bring him back to me.
I grab his arm, knowing by the way his jaw is set that he’s thinking about going out there.
I plead with my eyes as Mack starts running his mouth again.
‘Shut the fuck up!’ I think, trying to keep Maddox focused on me.
“I had the run of shit out here and now I can’t wipe my ass without someone reportin’ it. Stop hidin’ like a pansy, get out here and face me like a man.”
Maddox kisses my forehead and shakes out of my grip. He’s headed towards the back door when the sound of glass shattering comes from the living room followed by a thud. Peeking around the corner into the living room, we see a brick on the floor in front of the couch.
Running into the living room from the kitchen, I watch as Maddox runs to the front door.
He flings open the door, looking around as I take in the scene before me.
Broken glass is spread across the floor, cold wind blows through the broken window and there are knicks and scratches in the floor from where the brick slid across it.
Watching Maddox step onto the porch from the corner of my eye, I stop to pick up the brick.
I’m frozen in place, holding the brick, when Maddox shuts the door and walks towards me, shaking his head as he looks around at the damage Mack left behind.
It was minor compared to what the menace probably could’ve done.
I took one look at Dax’s face and knew what was coming.
Dropping the brick, I bolted out the back door and ran towards the van.
I needed a minute alone to process before Maddox did what I knew he was gonna do, but he was hot on my heels.
He caught the door right as I was pulling it closed.
Narrowing his eyes, he said, “Don’t do this.
You knew the deal.” Pushing the door back and climbing in, he closed it behind him and settled in beside me.
I stared at the wall of the van, “You’re leavin’?” I asked, I couldn’t look at him as he told me he was walking away from me. Again.
Maddox placed his hand on my thigh, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb, “You knew that already. That was always the deal, Cupcake,” he said, as if I should have expected that he would have to leave me again.
Rolling my eyes, I answer snarkily, “Well, Pumpkin, I think we should just wait him out.”
Scoffing, Maddox straddled my thighs, forcing me to look at him, “Not a chance in hell can we wait him out, Kitten. He's more connected than either of us know,” he explained.
I tried to look away from the baby blues staring into my soul, but Maddox grabbed my chin, forcing me to hold his gaze. “What do you need right now?”
I closed my burning eyes, a tear escaped down my face, and I felt Maddox wipe it away with his thumb. “Don’t leave me,” I whisper, looking at him, pleading with my eyes.
He smiled softly, “I’m not leavin’ you, Kitten. I just gotta handle that shit so we can move on with our shit.”
Nodding, I tried another option, “Okay, then…don’t go tonight?”
Maddox shook his head slightly, sighing, “I can’t promise that, but I can give ya a little more time before I go,” he said, kissing me softly.
Feeling our time slipping away, I gripped Maddox by the back of his neck, deepening the kiss. I felt Maddox run his hands down my chest and slide under my shirt before snaking around to my back. He slid forward on my lap, grinding down, causing me to gasp into the kiss.
Wrapping my arms around Maddox and letting out a low moan, I held onto him tighter, knowing I would only have this moment for who knows how long.
Moving in sync as we realized there were too many clothes in the way, we shed our clothes as smoothly as possible in the rusted out van.
Our safe place that seems to become more cramped over time.
Adjusting so that I’m sitting on my knees, I have to duck so my tall ass doesn’t hit my head on the top of the van.
I reach for Maddox, pulling him towards me and getting him settled between my slightly spread legs.
With our knees slotted together, we’re as close to chest to chest as our position allows.
Dax looks up at me while I wrap my hands around the back of his neck, tilting his head as I look over his face.
Taking in the blue of his eyes, and the freckles across his nose, committing everything to memory, the only thing I’ll have of him for however long he’s gone.
Not wanting to waste any time, I pull him into another kiss. Shifting him onto his back, I lean over him, balancing on my forearms, caging him in. Maddox turns his head, pressing a soft kiss to my bicep.
I pause, taking in everything I loved about the boy in front of me while he cups my face, his thumb tracing the apple of my cheek. He had this look on his face as his eyes traced over my features, as if he was memorizing the way I looked in this moment.
I lean in, brushing a kiss over his eyes as I reach for our stashed lube.
Pouring some over my fingers, ‘damn, that’s cold,’ I think, rubbing my fingers together for some warmth before I slide a finger into Maddox’s tight hole.
Teasing him for a moment, he jolts as I graze his prostate.
I pull out, leaving him whimpering at being empty.
I feel him shiver with anticipation and his eyes follow every movement of my hand as I spread the excess lube over my cock.
With a whine in his voice, “Make it burn. I wanna feel ya for days, Kitten.”
I smiled, kissing Maddox’s forehead, “Anything for you, Khayos,” I say as I slide inside, slowly, allowing Maddox to stretch around my nine inches, feeling the burn without actually hurting him.
Moving with a practice rhythm, I watch pain turn to pleasure on Maddox’s face. We clash together, kissing as if it was the last time. And while I was trying to drag it out as long as possible, Maddox clenched around my cock, knowing it would make me cum faster.
Feeling Dax clench around my cock, I pull out, leaving only the tip of my dick notched at his pulsing hole, teasing him.
He looks at me with a death stare, “Khayos, we. are. far. from. done,” I grunt, thrusting back into him and pulling all the way out between words.
He wants to feel me for days, I’m gonna make that happen.
Moving faster, my balls bounce off Maddox’s ass as he wraps his legs around me. Dax moves to push me on my back, adjusting so that he’s straddling my lap. I lean back, bracing on my hands while he uses my shoulders as leverage as he bounces on my cock.
I let him enjoy himself for a few moments, taking in the sight of him. His head thrown back, his forearms bulging and his grip so hard I know he’s leaving bruises and crescent-shaped nail marks on my back.
‘Fuck he is beautiful when he’s in his element,’ I think as I move to retake control. Shifting him onto his back again, I pick up the pace, pounding him into the bed of this rusted out van. I know I won’t last much longer but I’m gonna give it all I’ve got.
“Fill me up, Kitten, mark me as yours. Please?!” I hear him beg as I lift his leg, giving me a better angle to do just that.
Pistoning in and out, pegging his prostate with every thrust, I feel his cum coat my abdomen at the same time as I shoot my release deep inside, filling him up just as he begged me to.
I collapse on top of him, our sweat slick chests brushing together as we catch our breath.
As my dick softens and slides out of its rightful place, I try to think of anything I can do to drag out this goodbye just a little longer.
We lay together, basking in the silence before Maddox started shifting under my muscular frame. I knew it was almost time and as much as I didn’t want him to, he was gonna go either way. I had to accept that.
Grabbing one of the towels we kept in the van to clean up, Maddox shifted to sitting.
He parted his legs and motioned for me to snuggle there.
I paused, looking at him questioningly, he motioned again.
Chuckling, I shrugged and moved between Madox’s legs.
We shared a cigarette as we snuggled naked under the blanket pulled around us.
“I just wanted to hold ya for a few more minutes before I gotta go.”