Friends, Sexcapades and Love Affairs Ch. 20
Mike's voice was a faded sound, and Adrian had to shake his head to regain all his senses that had been snatched, in a mere second, by the guy who had just walked through the door.
"That's Edward," Adrian said quickly. "I'll go get him."
"Wow, that's Edward?" Mike's excitement was enough to make Adrian feel proud. "No wonder even you're afraid of competition."
Adrian stood up. Yeah, competition. He didn't need some twink to steal Edward's attention before he could reach him. His worries were ridiculous, but he couldn't rein them in completely. Without another word to Mike and Shane, he hurried toward the door.
Edward noticed him when he was half-way and smiled. Adrian responded in kind, overly conscious of how his entire face was a grin, and also of the jealous stares around.
"You came," he said and stopped in front of Edward. There was no hesitation in him as he hugged Edward and kissed him on the lips. He didn't look, but he could tell the jealous stares suddenly intensified.
He grabbed Edward's hand. "Let me introduce you to my friends."
"Is this your usual place?" Edward inquired.
Their hands linked as they began walking back to the table, and Adrian felt a new, unfamiliar tingle going up his arm. "Yeah, this is where we usually hang out. I hope it's okay with you."
"It is. You don't have to worry about little things, Adrian."
"Worry? Who does that?"
Edward chuckled. "If it's the boyfriend experience you want to try, just be honest and tell me."
Adrian turned his head to stare at Edward. "The boyfriend experience?"
"Let's just say that I'm open to new things."
Adrian took a moment to analyze. It wasn't enough, and he couldn't tell what Edward's angle was. "Maybe I want the boyfriend experience."
"I don't work with maybe's."
"Then, be my boyfriend."
Edward laughed. "Will do, Adrian, will do. Now let's put your friends' minds at ease. I don't want them to think that I'm some sort of alien bent on stealing their bestie away."
A bit too cocksure, the arrogant, sexy bastard. Adrian shrugged. He would figure out everything later. For now, he just wanted to enjoy an evening with his friends and the guy he liked. It was a simple desire, and Adrian was happy to see it happening.
Jared was back with beers and carefully placing the bottles on the table. "Hey, you must be Edward." He offered his hand, and Edward took it and shook it firmly. "I'm Jared."
"I'm Mike," Mike saluted from his place.
Edward took everyone's hand while Adrian followed him with his eyes, not wanting to let him for one moment out of sight.
They sat, and Edward began. "I can't remember the last time I had a beer."
Jared blushed. "So sorry. I should go look for the waiter or just --"
Edward waved and raised his bottle. "Tonight is a great moment to experience new things." His eyes traveled lazily to Adrian as he brought it to his lips.
Adrian swallowed and froze in place. There was a challenge in the green eyes, and that mouth wrapping around the lip of the bottle held a new promise.
"That's a great reason to drink for," Shane said and drank, too.
Adrian followed their examples only after Jared pushed gently against his elbow, to draw his attention. It was an evening for beginnings, all right.
Happy like a kid, that was what he felt. Adrian walked outside as if he were on cloud nine. The evening had been a success. At first, everyone had been a bit quiet, probably impressed too much by Adrian's introduction of Edward. But Edward had proven an easygoing guy, a side of him Adrian hadn't had a chance to meet. He had told them about his work at the hospital and had politely asked everyone what they did for a living.
All had been so normal that Adrian wanted to pinch himself to see if he wasn't dreaming. They had talked about the stuff guys talked about when getting together, and Edward hadn't flinched or pulled away when Adrian had held his hand or wrapped his arm over his shoulders.
"How was it? Did I pass the test?" Edward asked.
They were walking hand in hand like a pair of teenagers. Adrian made their arms swing and laughed. "I must say you surprised me."
"Really? How come?"
"You're a guy who's used to, you know, the high society or something."
"And? Did you expect me to look down on your friends? Laugh haughtily like this?" Edward made a funny impersonation of an arrogant cartoonish character. "Or send the beer back because it wasn't served at the right temperature?"
"Was it too warm?"
Edward laughed and leaned hard against him, almost making him lose his balance. "It was fine, Adrian. Everything was fine. As I told you, stop worrying about little things. And your friends are great. I like them. It's been a while since I didn't have to try hard to impress people."
"That's because they were already impressed," Adrian said with a small laugh of his own.
"Of course. Everyone looked curiously at me, probably because of the crazy stories you must have told them."
"But you put their mind at ease. I didn't know you were into sports or the latest news."
"One must stay informed. It is important so that making conversation doesn't become a struggle."
"Ah, so you prepared in advance?" Adrian teased.
Edward sighed and offered him a bright smile. "I didn't want them to think I was a rich bastard with a chip on his shoulder."
"Then, mission accomplished. But isn't that what you are?" Adrian teased his partner again.
"Because of how we met? But it worked with you, didn't it?"
"Who are you?" Adrian feigned surprise. "Are you Edward Hastings or a perfect clone?"
"Now, you disappoint me, Adrian." Edward pouted but then laughed again. "I told you I would give you what you wanted. Since you asked so nicely over the phone, and I said yes --"
Adrian didn't let him finish. He pulled Edward into an embrace and kissed him deeply until his lips hurt. His breath was gone, and his heart didn't beat anymore when he looked Edward in the eyes. In the streetlight, they shone, and it appeared that Adrian wasn't the only one a bit too far gone.
They kissed again, and this time it was sweeter. Was that a walk in the moonlight, after all? Followed by a kiss? Adrian didn't want to stop at details. All evening, he had been fascinated by Edward, dreaming of how it would feel to kiss him and hold him, and not because he wanted sex like usual, but because he wanted to feel him close.
Edward stopped him after a while. "As much as the idea of public sex excites me, I don't want to risk a fine or worse for indecent exposure."
"We're just kissing," Adrian said, intent on putting his lover's mind at ease.
"Just kissing?" Edward quirked an eyebrow. "I know you, Adrian. It's never just that."
"Sometimes, I just want to kiss you," Adrian said stubbornly.
Edward brushed the back of his hand against Adrian's cheek, and, for the first time, there was something naked and unfamiliar in his eyes. That wasn't his usual look, of an arrogant man who had everything in the world. Adrian's heart leaped. Could it be that Edward wanted to open up to him?
The look was gone, and Edward's caress turned into teasing as his fingers eased toward Adrian's mouth and painted the lips slowly with the tips. "So, after all, you want the boyfriend experience," he said matter-of-factly.
"You offered," Adrian said, his heart in his throat for no apparent reason.
Edward smirked. "You're too honest to play the game to the end. That's who you are, right, Adrian?"
"Is it a bad thing?"
Edward shook his head slowly. "No. As I saw you doing at the Awakening, you're not one for games, no matter what you say. This part of you draws me in, don't you know?"
Adrian took Edward's hand and kissed the fingers. Then he linked their hands together again and began walking. "I know now," he said with a secretive smile that was mostly for himself.
"If all royalty behaves like Edward, I think I have the wrong picture about that bunch," Shane commented.
"I must admit that I was pretty surprised. After everything Adrian told us, I sincerely expected him to be arrogant and a bit annoying. After all, Adrian digs him big time, and he wouldn't be so taken with someone who would be unpleasant."
"They look good together," Shane pointed out.
Jared nodded. "It's crazy to think about Adrian being the first of us to get a legit boyfriend."
Shane took him by the shoulders. "Why is that?"
"As I told you, Adrian is not the kind to be invested in a relationship, and now that I saw him and Edward side by side, I understand that it's really happening, and it makes me happy. To you, I can admit that I was a little worried. I thought Edward would be too much the cynical bastard he painted himself to be. But the guy I met tonight doesn't appear anywhere close to that."
"Adrian couldn't take his eyes off him."
"Yeah, I know. It was a bit funny, knowing Adrian, who is always so self-assured."
Shane brought him closer. "Are you cold?"
Jared knew he was shivering lightly, but not because of the cold. The evening wasn't that chilly. He chose to lie. "Yes."
Shane pulled him into his arms and then freed him. "Let me give you my jacket."
"Ah, don't worry. And I have my own jacket. I just need to button it up. See?" Jared made a point by pulling his jacket tightly around him.
"Here." Shane seemed to be deaf to his protests.
Jared sighed in contentment as Shane wrapped his jacket around his shoulders. It was warm and smelled of Shane, comforting and reassuring like not many things in the world usually were.
"Would you like to swing by my place, or is it too late for you? Maybe sleep over?" Jared asked.
"I'd like that."
"Great. I have spares of everything. Toothbrush, all that. Even new pajamas."
Shane laughed and rested his arm on Jared's shoulders. "I hope you don't have an extra bed, though. There's no way I'm not sleeping with you if I'm sleeping over."
"I actually have a couch, but, of course, you're welcome to sleep in my bed."
"With you," Shane insisted.
Jared snickered. "Don't you have any work tomorrow?"
"I think I'm young enough to handle a night with you and taking care of my business, as usual, the next day," Shane replied promptly.
"Hmm, and what if my ass cannot handle another session of your special treatment?" Jared teased.
"If that's the case, then we switch."
Jared felt his jaw going slack. The words had been said so naturally that they had taken him completely by surprise. Shane hadn't struck him like the versatile type, and Jared didn't care too much if guys preferred to top him, as was the usual case.
"Wow," he whispered. "Damn, Shane. You should give a guy a warning. I should have prepared myself somehow."
"Like how?" Shane kissed his cheek quickly.
"I don't know. Mentally or something. And you're so laid back about it, too. Do you do this often?"
"No? Aren't you going to say anything else? Like how many guys have you even allowed to top you?"
"You'd be the first."
Jared stopped, and Shane had to stop, too. "Please, don't pull my leg, Shane. This is serious."
Shane turned to look at him. He appeared serious. "I'm not pulling your leg. It's the truth."
"And did you just decide that I should be the one to, um, pop your cherry?" Jared wasn't sure if that expression was still in style.
"Why shouldn't you be? You're my special friend, after all. I don't want to wait a lifetime to see how it is."
"Shane, we're talking about fucking. Like anal fucking. Do you get it?"
"I know what the words mean if that's what you're asking. And I'm sure you would treat me right."
"Yeah, of course. I mean, I wouldn't hurt you for the world," Jared said. Somehow, he felt ridiculous standing in the middle of the street and negotiating the details of taking Shane's virginity like that.
"Yeah. Your dick is a delicious thing, but I don't think you could hurt me with it if you wanted," Shane said.
Jared made a face. Now, Shane was making fun of him a little. "Really? Be thankful I'm a good guy, or I would show you hurt," he joked. "But Shane, seriously, I'd be ... the first?"
Shane shrugged. "Yeah. It's not a big deal. And seeing how much you took from me without ever complaining --"
"Hey, I enjoy it, so there's no need to apologize."
"Then, I should enjoy it, too."
"Everything is so natural and normal with you, isn't it, Shane?"
Another shrug was the answer. "I don't see the need for complications."
"And yet, you decided to be fuck buddies with me."
"What's complicated about that?"
Jared sighed. "You're incorrigible, Shane."
"Is that a bad thing?"
"No. It's actually great. Most people just hide their real reasons for doing everything they do in their lives. But you're not like that." Shane frowned for a moment. Jared wrapped his arm around his. "Let's go home."
He didn't want to comment on what would happen once there. It was so rare for Jared to be the top that he had real reasons to worry.
Adrian and Edward walked for a while in comfortable silence.
"So, are we really boyfriends now?" Adrian asked.
"It's not like you to be unsure," Edward replied. "If that's what you want."
"I do. So, will you come and sleep with me tonight? At my place."
Edward's hand slid from his. "It wouldn't be practical. I have work tomorrow."
"I promise I'll be good." Adrian couldn't believe lying came so natural.
"Ah, really? The moment I say we could be boyfriends, I don't arouse you anymore?"
"It's not like that," Adrian protested. "If you need to sleep through the night, I can manage to keep my hands to myself."
Edward wrapped his arms around Adrian's waist as they stopped. "What about me? What if I'm the one who cannot do that?"
Adrian knew that smile. "Stop teasing me. I know, for a fact, how much you cherish self-control."
"Are you trying to say I'm cold?" Edward quirked an eyebrow.
"I fear that a little, yes."
"Hmm, so you do know fear. I thought you were the top dog. Do I smell a bit of insecurity, Adrian?"
The way Edward said his name, low and seductive, was enough to turn his skin to goosebumps everywhere. Elated with how the evening had gone, Adrian had lost from sight who he was dealing with. Was he moving too fast? Did he show too much? Was it a bad thing?
Edward knocked gently against his forehead. "Are you worrying again?"
"About little things?" Adrian smirked. "No way. I'm just a bit surprised. I was happy to see you come, but this boyfriend thing --"
"Is it too soon?"
Adrian brushed his hands through Edward's hair, revealing the tall forehead. Lately, he had begun to notice all sorts of details about his partner slash current boyfriend. And he liked everything about them. "Don't play me, please."
Edward let his eyelids drop, and a mysterious smile curled his lips. "Like all we've done so far, you mean? Don't you like it?"
Adrian didn't know what to say. Edward was still a mystery; even after being together for a while now, he couldn't know for sure when he was joking and when he wasn't. That meant that he still had to keep his guard up, but, unlike before, he was in no mood.
"I'm just asking. If you can."
Edward sighed and placed a small kiss on Adrian's lips. "This soft part of you is killing me."
No trace of joking in the low-spoken words this time. So, there was hope. "I like you alive and kicking, though." Adrian chose to be the one to make light of the situation.
The chuckle that followed was a breeze against his lips. Adrian caught Edward's mouth in another searing kiss. Anyone he had been with before Edward was a fading shadow now; Adrian couldn't see himself in another man's arms, and not just tomorrow, but forever. The thought was scary, but Adrian didn't want to deny the truth it held.
"I wish I could spend the night," Edward said. "But duty calls, and, after all the stories I told you and your friends tonight, I think you know what that means."
"Of course. But we'll work out something, right?"
"Sure," Edward replied. "Now, give me one last kiss to take me through the night."
In what universe did Edward honestly think he was no romantic? Adrian was melting, and he had never been into sappy stuff. What was he going to do with all that pleasant feeling pouring honey in his veins?
"Goodnight, Adrian," Edward said softly. "It's been a pleasure."
Such formal words after a kiss like that. But Adrian couldn't find it in himself to mind.
This is ridiculous.
Jared was well aware that remaining stuck in the bathroom for twenty minutes couldn't sit well with Shane, who was waiting for him, between the sheets. After coming from his shower, smelling heavenly, with a dark desire in his beautiful eyes, Shane had nodded politely when Jared told him that he would wash, too.
What was about Shane that rocked his world so badly? Jared caught his face in his palms and rubbed it vigorously. Now was the time for him to prove himself a man. Did he want Shane that way?
A look down between his legs at his little friend that was staring at him, hard and weeping already, told him that was the truth and nothing but.
How would he go about it? Would he take Shane from the back, on all fours? Jared felt his cock twitch. All right, he needed to stop overthinking; for the sake of his cock and not blowing his load prematurely, he had to do that.
He couldn't stay there forever, no matter how nervous he was. It was, after all, Shane's fault, for wanting to have his cherry popped by some random dude. Well, Jared wasn't entirely a random choice, but still.
In through the nose, out through the mouth. Jared did that a few times, and his blood chilled a tiny fraction. He had to work with what he had. With a small prayer that he wouldn't come too soon and make a complete fool of himself, Jared walked out of the bathroom, in nothing but his birthday suit.
His throat went dry when he took in Shane lying on his bed. He was on his belly and reading a magazine left by Jared on the nightstand. Maybe he lacked modesty since he hadn't bothered to pull a blanket over his body, but, truth be told, Shane had nothing to be modest about.
Jared bit his bottom lip as his eyes traveled along the muscular back, down to the enticing curve of Shane's butt. Something about it made Jared want to hurry and touch it, no, to squeeze it, no, to slap it, just a little --
"I know it's nothing original, but do you like what you see?" Shane's teasing words pulled him back to reality.
Jared cleared his throat. "Like? I'm absolutely impressed. And I think I've complimented you on your looks before."
"You think? You're not sure?"
Jared narrowed his eyes. "Are you making fun of me?"
"I wouldn't dream of that. Seeing how you're going to go for my ass with that thick throbbing thing between your legs, I shouldn't, anyway."
Jared caught his cock and squeezed it to behave. "So, it's adequate now?"
Shane laughed, and that simple sound made Jared shiver a little. "I told you. It's delicious. And I take back anything that might have made you think I was a rude boy whose momma didn't teach him better. Now, come here."
Jared moved and stopped inches from the bed.
"Wasn't I supposed to be the one to get cold feet? Could it be that you've never topped, Jared?"
Jared shook his head. "I did, but it's just ... ah, you're messing with me again."
Shane reached for him with one hand and caressed Jared's thigh slowly. "I'm not. I really want you to be the one to do it."
Jared snickered to hide his embarrassment. He couldn't deny the pleasure he felt upon hearing those words. "Then, don't let me keep you waiting." He climbed on the bed and straddled Shane's ass. His cock rested against the crack like it knew it was there he needed to be. "Let me just get you ready first."