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Blissful LivingBy NOPYou all know it, you all love it. Two boys growing up in a different way. *DISCLAIMER* Chapter 11 A/N: When you see ^^ giggle with glee at the colaboration with Uranian Prince my most loyal and adored online friend. "Denver in one week." Robbie giggled after hearing my hello. "Really?" "Yeah, can you make it to Thanksgiving in Denver?" "Yes. How did you get them to let you go?" "Well, they aren't letting me go by my self, they're coming too." He was sarcastically happy, "They want to meet my friend and his dad that helped me." "Oh, so they wan't to meet my dad?" "Yeah, like he'd send you out alone anyways." "Doesn't mean I couldn't try." "So... one week." "Supervision." "They don't know." "What don't they know, Robbie?" "The whole, gay, you an me thing." "That's not fun." I said slowly. "Yeah... so we can't get too physical." "But... I haven't seen you in months." "I know... maybe we can get away, maybe get our own room at the hotel?" "Maybe with only one bed?" "Maybe." "Hopefully." "I'll start working on it." "Yeah, so will I." My dad and I were driving along one of the bigger streets of the suburb area of Denver. I spotted the hotel sign and quickly pointed and directed the turn. Robbie was standing outside of a car, digging out somehting from the back seat. Before dad had stopped I jumped from the car, almost falling but I recovered and grabbed him. "Jesus!" He shreked, battleing me off until he saw my face. He embraced me tightly and kissed my check lightly before holding me out at arms length, "Don't ever do that again." "Don't be such an easy target." I smiled, turning his forced frown into a shy grin. He led us into the hotel where we checked in and met his Aunt and Uncle. Undenyable desire steered my eyes to him. We'd been together for six hours, and I hadn't been able to touch him. I couldn't help but try to think of a reason why we should retreat back to the hotel. He provided the option after dinner. "Ah..." he goraned a little while standing up and hobbling with his crutches to the exit of the restraunt. "What is it sweetheart?" his Aunt Molly asked, over reacting to suck a slight noise. "My foot's throbbing." "Do you need to take something?" I asked. "I can't, I just took two an hour ago." "Well... do you wan't to head back tot he hotel?" His Uncle Jack offered. "I don't know, I think I should put it up." "Well we can head back." his Aunt decided. "I don't want to be the party pooper." "I can go with him." I offered, "While you guys go to that movie." "I guess you could use some time to your selves." My dad helped, eyeing me with a reluctant smile. "Well... I don't know about you guys all by yourselves." "Oh, for gosh sake!" Uncle Jack chimed, "They're seventeen, I'm sure they can handle themselves." My dad pulled me aside, putting a twenty in my hand, "Take a cab, and don't be stupid. And I don't wan't to ever hear about this." We parted, catching a cab back to the hotel in silence. "Does it hurt?" I asked, pulling to door shut and locking the deadbolt. "A little." "Do you wan't to rest it?" "I've been resting it all day. Let's shake it a little." He smiled and laughed shyly. I watched him nervously sit on the edge of the bed. He didn't seem to like me stairing at him. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Nothing." He turned red. I sat next to him and pulled his face to mine. "I surely hope so." I gently kissed his lips then moved to his cheek, my hand wedging its-self under his shirt and on his lowerback. He responded with his own lips and his hand pulling my shirt up. I moved my hand up to his hsoulder only to feel a papery material on his skin. I pulled away, "What's that?" I started to pull at his shirt, "Is he hitting you?" "No... God no." He tried to squirm away from me. "What's going on Robbie?" He nervously bit his fingers. "Don't bite your nails." I stared at him sternly. "Don't be mad." He pulled the hym of his shirt up over his head and wrapped his hand around to pull the bandage from his shoulder blade. I gawked at the greenish-black ink on his tan skin, "Do you hate it?" "No... well... I mean... what does it mean?" I lightly traced the outer edge of the circular, twisted pattern. "It's a Keltic knot, for eternity, and you're initials are in there, small but there." "My initials?" "You're my savior, no matter what, for ever you've saved my life." "Wow... that's the... wow." I didn't know what to say. "You don't hate me?" He bit his lip, looking back at me over his hsoulder. I leaned forward and kissed is neck, moving up the base to his ear. "I couldn't ever hate something so beautiful." He eagerly returned my kiss. ^^ It was defiantly nice to be with Robbie, his skin, his sent, it was driving me wild. It had been three months since we had seen each other and one month prior had been our last time together, Gods how I missed him. I pushed Robbie down on the bed. Robbie let out a small gasp of pain as he jarred his foot. "Are you alright?" "I'm fine, don't stop. It's been too long." I merely grinned at him and let my body fall on top of him in a kiss that we had both missed very much. I unbuttoned his pants. It was terrible instead of finding his bare body I found a pair white long underwear mocking me. "I've got to teach you how to wear cloths when I'm coming into town." "It's cold." Robbie said in protest. "You should have worn sweatpants." I kissed his stomach, "As little layers as possible." "Fine Mr. Smarty-pants. Speaking of witch how come you are naked yet?" "A little anxious wouldn't you say." "Shut up and kiss me." Robbie pulled at my shoulder and brought my mouth down to his. He wanted this more than I did and I wanted him more then I had ever wanted him before. We sat each other up I pulled of his baggy jeans and long underwear and then removed mine He teased me with his fingertips, running over my chest. Robbie always was the tease. His skin was soft and it felt good under my fingers. Robbie was heated and we spent one of our most passionate nights together laced together and enjoying every moment of it. Robbie had pains related with his foot but he didn't let it stop either of us from enjoying what we could while we were. ^^ He carefully slid his foot from the plastic protective boot. I winced at the piece of metal protruding from his heel, "I thought they took all the pins out." "Most of them." "I don't think I can ever allow you to be stupid again." "I know, I'm working on it." He rolled his eyes, "Help me to the bathroom." He asked, sitting in his boxers, stretching his foot out infront of him, flexing his toes carefully, wincing when he went too far. "How do you expect to stand?" "And here I thought you were my best support." He winked at me. "I can hold you, but I don't think I have energy for anything else." his smile drooped a little, "Maybe I can try." I grabbed him under the arm and half carried him into the tiled room. The blast of the phone knocked me to my witts. Robbie stired besides me, and slapped my back, "Gonna get that?" He asked. I sighed and reached over him to the phone. "We're coming back, be dressed, and I don't want to hear a thing." "Yes sir." I answered, not making it before he hung up. "Rob." I poked him, then rubbed his back, tracing the black ink, "Robbie... Robbie... babe. They're coming back." I layed besides him and whispered in his ear, "Come on, babe, time to get up." "Coffee?" "No." "Eh?" "The rath of a God fearing family is on it's way, coming to our door." "Fuck." He whinned and rolled to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. "Shit, it's cold." He complained, rubbing his bare arms. "Here," I threw his long underwear at him, "Now it's apropriate." I sat behind him, my knees on both sides of his waist and kissed his back while he pulled on his leggings. He looked at me and ran his hands up my outer thigh, "I'm feeling a little over dressed." He smacked my leg. I reluctantly followed his lead in dressign and eventually we took to cudling on the bed, watching badly translated and uninteresting aname cartoons. |
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