Chapter TwelveSink Into Me
Chapter Twelve:
Sink Into Me
Levi
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The incessant banging has me jerking up from my bed and searching my trailer for a threat, but it only takes me two seconds to realize whoever is beating my door down is still outside.
Fuck, is it the cops?
Jumping up, I grab my drugs off the bedside table and rush over to flush them.
Yeah, they’ll still be in the tank, but the last thing I want to do is make it easy on them if they’re going to arrest me, so after I sadly watch them disappear, I take a deep breath and make my way over to face the music.
They’re still fucking banging. “Jesus, alright!”
I yank the door open expecting to see a fucking SWAT team, and instead come face to face with someone that looks exactly like Sidney Crane, just angrier.
Like really angry.
I open my mouth to ask him what’s wrong, but can’t get the words out before he jumps on me like a spider monkey and we crash to the ground.
“I’m gonna kill you,” he grunts out, shifting his weight on top of me like he thinks he can pin me down. “The fuck is wrong with you?”
Jokes on you, baby. I’m into this shit.
“I don’t know, how much time you got?” I quip, but I can’t stop my hands from flying to his hips. “Are we actually fucking this time pretty boy, or is this another fight?”
“Surprised you have any cum left after everything you’ve left in my fucking trash can,” he grunts. “In my bed, Levi? You couldn’t find anywhere else?”
Oh shit. How does he know it was me?
I laugh in spite of it all. I really do suck at taking things seriously, but he looks so adorably angry I don’t know what to do with myself. “What makes you think it was me?”
“You wanna know?” He scrambles off me as gracefully as a fucking bull, but my heart sinks when he pulls his phone out of his pocket and my voice comes out of it a second later. “Should we watch the video together or did you get enough of me from my pillows?”
Never enough, Sid. Never.
“You recorded me? How?”
“The nanny cam we used to catch Alaina last year. Bash let me borrow it once I found the first set of tissues.” He sounds less angry now, but it looks like he’s trembling. “In my defense, it never occurred to me that it would be you. I thought it was someone else.”
I forgot that stupid bear existed, and I was starting to believe I’d never get caught. I couldn’t say how long I’ve been doing this in his trailer, but I do know this is far from the first tour. I just usually take my cum tissues with me, so I guess I did this to myself.
Maybe I wanted him to catch me, I don’t know, but I do know I want his body back on top of mine. “Are you mad I did it... or mad you liked it?”
“Both,” he snaps, dropping his phone on my desk. “But you told me I couldn’t come until I earned it, so fuck you very much for edging me.”
I don’t know if he realizes he just told me he tried to jack off to it, but it has me instantly hardening in my sweats and getting up off the floor to close the distance. “How close were you?”
Standing behind him, it takes everything not to reach around and touch him through his jeans. I have to be careful here. He’s still shaking.
“Close enough.”
“Do you want to know why I was in there?”
Fuck, he smells so good I want to bury my face in his neck as I fuck him so slowly, I torture us both. But he isn’t ready for that, and I don’t deserve it.
“Because ruining my relationship wasn’t enough?” he asks sarcastically, and again I have to wonder if that was a slip.
I thought he made up with Leo after that?
I’m such an asshole. I should walk away and leave him alone, but I’m not strong enough.
It takes everything I have to take a step away and move on like I don’t want to pry into his relationship, because I want to know everything.
I want to know they’re done and never looking back, but I fall back onto my bed with a sigh and keep talking.
“No. I went there because you were right. I’m fucking dying without human connection, and I go to the only place I want to find it.
It’s your fault, really. You told me I could come to you, but sometimes I need a little more than your hand.
So unless you’re willing to lower said hand into my lap, I thought this was the only way I could trick myself into believing I was getting what I need. ”
“So what then, for the rest of the tour you want me to be your personal little fuck doll?” he asks, and my only regret is that I can’t see his face. “Didn’t you bring one of those with you?”
“Yes,” I admit a little more growly than intended.
I want what he just said so badly my balls ache, but I can’t get a read on him.
It’s driving me mad. “But that doll is cold. You’re warm.
I’m not going to ask you to be my fuck doll, Sid.
I’m not that much of an asshole, but I am fucked up enough to ask what you’re willing to offer.
What if we...” Fuck, this won’t be enough. “Cuddle.”
He’s silent for so long I think he’s about to turn me down.
“Leo was fucking other people the whole time we were together,” he says softly.
“I knew about it, I even agreed to it. We were never exclusive, I just never strayed elsewhere like he did because I’m not built to be shared.
Even looking at someone else felt like cheating even though I knew it wasn’t.
Turns out I’m pretty good at being what other people need, so if what you need is human connection, then.
.. fine. Cuddling, fuck doll, whatever. I’m tired of the dance we’re doing right now anyway. ”
Don’t fucking smile.
God, I’m a dick.
I shouldn’t be happy they were never serious because Sidney deserves to be someone’s everything, but I can’t help the relief that spreads from my heart all the way to the tip of my dick. “Sidney, look at me.”
I hate that I can’t read his expression. There’s that familiar tint of sadness to his baby blue eyes that seems to live there, but that isn’t all I see. I just can’t put my finger on it. “And what do you need, pretty boy? Tell me what I can give you in return.”
“Just promise me that for however long we do this, it’s only me.
I could handle it when it was Leo fucking other people because I never had to see it or hear about it unless I asked.
I know we’re not in a relationship or anything but.
.. if you wanna fuck other people, just fuck other people.
If you wanna fuck me, it has to just be me. ”
I’m not sure I’ve ever heard Sidney stand up for himself before so I know that had to be hard, but for me?
This decision is the easiest one I’ve ever made.
“I don’t want to fuck other people. Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve fucked anyone?
Since I’ve even considered touching someone that wasn’t you? Six months.”
Finally, his shoulders relax a little. “Have you been tested since then?”
That question means he’s willing to have my cum inside that beautiful little body, and I swear my vision blurs. “I’m good. I test before and after every tour. Have you?”
I don’t think I care, and that’s probably a problem.
His cheeks heat up in the way I love. “I started testing monthly when I got with Leo. We always used condoms but accidents happen, and sometimes my mouth got ahead of the condom. But yeah, I’m good.”
“Then come here.”
It about kills me to sit here and let him come to me, but I have to.
This has to come from him.
His eyes darken as he stares at me, and then all of a sudden, the Sidney I know and love disappears. He’s not awkward or shy anymore, he climbs into my lap like he was always meant to be there and grabs a fistful of my hair. “I have one more rule. Just one.”
Bitting my lip, I try to lean in and kiss the rules off his pouty little lips, but his hold is firm. “Tug any harder and I’ll have to spank you,” I joke, trying one more time before I accept he’s serious and my cock jumps under his ass as I relent. “You’re killing me. What’s the rule?”
His eyes drop to my lips as his demeanor falters. “Don’t kiss me. I know it’s stupid, but I told Leo the same thing. I... just want to save something I love doing for the person I actually end up with.”
I love that Leo didn’t get the honor of kissing Sidney, but I hate the fact that I don’t either. I hate being lumped into the same category as that dickhole, but who can I blame but myself?
My eyes are glued to the lips that will never be mine, and I realize with a jolt that won’t do. I can’t leave this world never knowing how they feel against mine, and one day I will deserve it. That day just isn’t today, and I can respect that. So I nod.
“Anywhere? Or just here?”
He releases me enough so I can brush my nose along his mouth, hiding a grin when he sucks in a breath.
“Just my lips. What fun would sex be if I couldn’t kiss you other places?”
So he wants to kiss me as much as I want to kiss him. Good. “I don’t think I could have agreed otherwise. I need to taste you, baby boy.”
Gripping his ass tighter, I press him down on my dick and swipe my tongue up his throat to prove my point.
The way he shudders and moans from such a simple thing tells me two things — he’s responsive as fuck, and I’m definitely not the only one who needs this.
I don’t think either of us have the patience to go all the way, but that’s okay.
As much as I want to bury myself inside of him and claim him as mine, I know baby steps are the best way to go about this, and I’m willing to do this the right way for him.
I think I’d do anything for him. “Are you hard for me? Let me see.”
Still trembling, he leans back a little bit and undoes his jeans, hesitating just a moment before he takes a deep breath and pulls himself out.
I’d give anything in the world to know what’s running through his head right now, but all I want to do is clear away all those doubts and turn the voices down for him. Because that’s what he does for me.
I help him stand so I can tug his pants and briefs down, then pull up his shirt so I can kiss along his stomach. “Take everything off. I need to see all of you.”
I’m already shirtless and I’m not wearing any underwear, so I stay the way I am so he can decide how and when I strip for him.
I’m sure I won’t look half as good as he does as he tosses his shoes and clothes aside and stands before me, body flushed and cock shining with need.
How could Leo ever look at him and want anyone else?
It’s almost jarring to see how many rose tattoos he’s gotten since we met, and there are at least four new ones I’ve never seen before. One of them looks fresh.
I nearly reach out to touch it, but I manage to keep my hands to myself and take my time admiring every single inch. “Goddamn, Sid. I knew you’d be beautiful, but I didn’t expect you to be fucking flawless.”
With a hiss I squeeze my dick and internally tell his ass to wait as Sidney spins slowly for me. “Hardly flawless, but I try.” As he faces me again, he holds out his hand to me. ”C’mere.”
You’re flawless to me, because your flaws are exactly what I want.
I take my time getting to my feet and closing the distance between us, my hands falling to his hips as I tug him against me.
He stays there for a moment, running his hands down my chest, then drops to his knees. His eyes stay on the floor as he tugs my pants down and off of each of my feet, only looking up again when I’m bare.
There’s a fire in those blue eyes this time as they travel up my body to my face. “Can I touch you, Lee?”
“Of course you can. Wherever — however you want, pretty boy.”
I offer him the cockiest smile I can muster, but he puts me to shame with the smirk he returns.
There’s nothing timid at all about Sidney Crane.
His tongue slides from the inside of my thigh all the way up to my balls, and then those disappear into his mouth before I can brace myself.
“Fu-cking hell, Sid.” My neglected cock twitches so hard it bumps his nose, and I reach down to grip his hair like he did mine. “You want to suck my dick, baby boy?”
The little shit doesn’t answer me. He sucks my balls until I physically pull him back, and even then, he fights my grip to get to my cock.
His eyes are wild as he licks the head and fights to get more, and I’m too weak to deny him.
I’m as desperate as he is to feel his mouth on me, so I loosen my grip and watch as he swallows me fucking whole.
Jesus Christ, I was right about him.
Sid shifts so he can rut against my leg as he sucks me, keeping me buried deep enough that breathing naturally is hard.
Of course that doesn’t stop him in the slightest. My boy was made to please, and I want nothing more than to please him in return. “Just like that, baby. Show me how much you want my cum.”
He scoots back and looks up to meet my eyes as his mouth moves to my tip and his hands curl around me too. It feels so fucking good I almost let him keep going, but I need to feel more of him. “Fuck, I don’t want to stop you, but I need you on me. Come here, beautiful.”
I reach down and lift him up with ease, carrying him to my bed so he can sit on my lap, and when our cocks brush for the first time I fucking whimper. Not kissing him is going to kill me, but going another day without having his body against mine will kill me faster.
So I’ll take whatever he’s willing to give me, even if that’s not forever.