CHAPTER 25 #2
The room had a high ceiling decorated by a large crystal chandelier, tall windows draped in heavy dark curtains, and gilded moldings. Two single beds with ornate detailing sat on a patterned rug, alongside antique looking paintings and a fireplace.
“Cool, huh?” I commented, letting the door swing shut.
Theo nodded once, eyes falling on the beds and then travelling to the on-suite bathroom.
“So…you feel like a shower?”
I cackled, stepping forward and efficiently closing the gap between us, lips slamming onto Theo’s. He responded just as vigorously, fisting my uniform before fumbling to unbutton the jacket.
In our scuffling haze we ended up naked under the spray of the shower.
It was better than I’d daydreamed that time where I’d fainted in the shower room.
Theo kissed down my neck as the water rained down on us from the spout, hands working their way down my slick body.
He leaned his head on my chest; for a moment, my own hands were trying to actually do what they were supposed to be doing, but all it did was make more of a soapy mess for Theo to manipulate and use to his advantage. It made him grin.
“I actually want to wash, you idiot.” I scoffed, though I made no effort to force the other away because I was so obviously lying “we’ve been out in the woods all day.”
Theo hummed in response “bullshit. If that’s what you wanted, then you wouldn’t have agreed.”
I sighed in dramatic frustration, though it was clear as day that I was enjoying myself, pressing up against him in defiance of my words. I pushed him backwards, his head hitting the shower wall before the rest of his body followed.
“You could get hurt.” I mumbled lowly as I pressed Theo against the wet surface.
“Don’t care.” He smirked back.
The water aided our bodies in sliding against one another as my hands worked their way up to Theo’s chest, groping at his nipples.
He gasped and moaned as my lips trailed down the back of his neck before turning into pleasurable love bites that made him moan, each sound of pleasure further motivating me to continue.
I could feel my cock rapidly hardening as I moved my hands down to his hips, gripping them.
Theo nudged me “are you going to do something or just stand there admiring me?” He groaned.
I didn’t have any necessity to rush things, but Theo backed onto me so that my head was now pressed against his opening.
I pushed in, connecting my mouth to the other’s skin as Theo moaned.
“Can’t move too much.” I warned, warranting a whine of protest- he clearly wasn’t interested in casual talk when my dick was up his ass. It made me roll my eyes, before I slowly began thrusting into him.
It didn’t take long for me to grab his hips to push deeper in; my lower abdomen was growing warm.
Soon the shower’s flow was drowned out by Theo’s moans of pleasure as he came against the wall.
I thrusted into him a few more times to warrant my own release, coming inside him, causing another wave of moans to escape the other as he leaned against the wall, tired from the release.
I wrapped my arms around him and sighed, taking him with me back under the stream of water, letting it run in both of our hair.
“Good?” I grunted.
Theo replied by pulling me down into a sweet kiss.
“You actually need to wash now.” I pointed out. Theo rolled his eyes, though a smile played on his lips.
“You too.”
“Then get out so I can.”
I didn’t really mean it, but Theo huffed, stepping out into the bathroom.
I could feel his burning gaze through the curtain that only gave an illusion of privacy.
“You’re staring.” I called smugly.
“No.” Theo denied from the other side.
I scoffed “get back in here to clean up, you idiot.”
Theo didn’t wait for me to ask twice.
We stayed collapsed on the double bed we’d created by pushing the two singles together until dusk, when I whispered to him that we should get going, voice muffled against the skin of his neck.
I jogged down the stairs, Theo following, and out of the doors- Josh winked at me as we went, I whispered a ‘cheers, mate’ back- and through the winding cobbled paths of Zeltron, mostly plunged in darkness.
“My brother- the younger one- will be in bed.” I was saying “my older one is probably out.”
“You have- there are three of you? Three boys?”
“Hm. I think they kept trying because they wanted a girl, but.” I shrugged. No such success.
“Didn’t turn out that way.” Theo concluded for me.
My house was nothing grand- at least in my opinion- half-timbered with white plaster walls, dark wooden beams, and a steep red-tiled roof. It was a normal house, if a little on the larger side; Theo didn’t seem to agree, “you never told me you were rich, Matt.” He teased.
I scoffed, knuckles rapping on the wooden door “rich is rich.” An overstatement.
My dad swung the door open, whole face brightening at the sight of me. I had to admit, I’d missed him too.
“Matthew.” He greeted warmly, eyes crinkling with the smile the offered us “I was wondering when you were gonna swing by. Do come in.” He stepped aside.
“Had to sneak away, da,” I replied, tugging Theo’s arm “Johnathan’s strict about shit.”
“Why, I suppose he would be.” His gaze raked over Theo, “not our usual visitor.” The man commented eventually, with a smile.
I smiled back, a little forced. Logically, I knew he’d never figure anything out, but there was still that lingering sense of foreboding. “No, da. This is Theo.”
Theo hesitantly extended his hand, relaxing slightly when my dad shook it happily.
“Jack usually comes round.” I explained to him “‘cause he’s a sucker for da’s cooking.”
Theo’s mouth widened into a grin “you cook?”
The man raised an eyebrow.
“Sorry” he hurried to say “I just…my dad doesn’t cook, so…”
“Don’t sweat it, kiddo. Yeah, I cook. Spaghetti okay?”
Theo nodded eagerly. I couldn’t fight the fond smile that spread across my face.
Once we’d sat down at the kitchen table, Theo was quick to tuck in, sprinkling Parmesan on his spaghetti and shovelling a forkful into his mouth, moaning in delight.
I wasn’t sure if he was just hungry or if it was genuinely that good- I was too used to my own dad’s cooking to know-not that it mattered.
I laughed at him, allowing myself to sneak my hand onto his thigh, my thumb tracing circles there.
He shot me a quick look but ultimately didn’t mention it.
I updated my dad. Told him about the plan to invade Stadal, how we were preparing for it, what the accommodation was like at the palace, what I’d been doing in Draelon.
My brain briefly drifted to our amazing shower sex.
“You been starved, kiddo?” My dad asked Theo, eyes crinkling with the warm smile that he offered.
“No.” Theo’s head jerked up, looking a little caught of guard. “I, uh…haven’t eaten since we left.”
“How come? They don’t give you packed lunch?”
I raised my eyebrow at him. As if. Da laughed.
“So, any nice woman in Draelon?” He asked casually, after a few more moments.
Theo almost choked on his food.
I cringed, scrambling for an excuse “we’re not supposed to…do that. On duty. So I wouldn’t know.”
He rolled his eyes at me, mumbling a “boring,” and turning to Theo inquisitively. He grinned.
“There are. Stryker has a really hot girlfriend. I’ve…had a few hot ones too.”
I felt my body tense, not quite being able to shove away the wave of jealousy that washed over me. Theo nudged my knee reassuringly.
“Ah. Popular with the ladies?”
“I work in a pub, so…” he trailed off, letting da interpret what he was trying to say. He did, chuckling “ah, I was like that in my day.” He murmured dreamily. I screwed my nose up. I didn’t even want to imagine that.
“You two planning on going out tonight? Having a drink?”
“Actually, I…” I shifted awkwardly, clearly unsure on how to phrase that they were just staying at home without it seeming weird.
Theo jumped in to try and save me “I was working late last night. On border patrol. So I’d probably prefer to turn in early-“
“Nonsense.” His dad laughed “you’re young. Enjoy yourselves a little!”
I winced, mumbling reluctantly “I suppose we could…just for an hour?”