Savior:A Tattered Club Story(38)

“Do you look at me like I’m a fool?” Ethan’s stomach hurt with Niko’s hesitation to answer.

Ethan felt the weight of his hand on his hair. Long fingers threaded through and massaged all the way to his temple. The sensation lulled him, made him like he was home again with his mom, before all the shit happened, when he was still human in her eyes.

“No, I don’t.” Niko continued the tender massage. “We’re just different. You’re gay and I’m not. I’ve had sex with women. Have you ever had sex with a woman?”

Ethan turned up his nose. “No, I can’t do that.”

“Come here.” Reaching down, he grabbed the back of Ethan’s T-shirt and tugged. “I need you on me.”

Ethan got up and straddled Niko’s lap, draping his arms over hiss broad shoulders. “But I thought you weren’t gay.”

Niko smiled. “I’m not. I just like the way your ass looks in those skinny jeans.”

Ethan leaned in and nipped hiss lip. “I like you naked. You have the perfect ass.”

When he bit back, Ethan gasped. “I want to taste you.” Niko slipped his tongue inside Ethan’s mouth, searching for Ethan’s tongue. “Will you let me? I know Charles did that to you. Would it freak you out?”

“No,” Ethan said, before licking Niko’s top lip. “I’d like it very much.”

Ethan looked down, between their stomachs, watching Niko unzip his jeans. “Take these off, your shirt, too. I want to see you.”

For a second, Ethan panicked. Not only was his stomach laced with scars, but his right thigh wasn’t in much better shape. There was only one that was almost healed, but the pink tinged line still looked raw.

“Can I leave my shirt on?” At least he’d have some security.

Niko grabbed the hem of Ethan’s designer T-shirt and tugged. “Nope.” Niko grinned. “Everything off. I’ve never done this and always thought about it. I want you naked. It’s not fair, anyway. You got to see me naked.”

“Yeah, but your body is killer. Mine isn’t.”

“Fuck that.” Ethan squeezed his eyes shut, letting the warm breeze slide over his torso. “God, Ethan, you’re beautiful. I’m sure you’ve heard that from every lover you’ve ever had, but they were right. You’re…perfect.”

Warmth slipped slip against his lashes. He didn’t want to ruin the moment, but Niko was wrong. His lovers, all three of them, had been horrified when he’d taken off his shirt. Eventually, they tolerated the scars, but it was always with a quick glance and indifference. They hadn’t cared if the marks were bright red and angry. They never considered slowing down, or not flipping him on his stomach while they fucked him. Every wince went ignored.

“Will you take your shirt off? I don’t want to be the only one without clothes on? Or—or will you get naked?”

Niko palmed the back of Ethan’s neck and drew him down for a slow kiss. Slipping his tongue inside, licked the tip of Ethan’s tongue, played then retreated. “I can do that. But…”

Ethan flattened his palms on the two hard mounds of Niko’s chest.

Niko lifted his hips, dropped them down, lifted again, this time gripping Ethan’s narrow hips to grind his stiff cock between his thighs. “I can’t guarantee what’ll happen if I’m naked and you’re in my mouth.”

Ethan felt the tip of his cock brush the wetness on his underwear. He was leaking, wetting the inside of his jeans, and only one thing was going to ease the heaviness in his balls—Niko’s hot mouth.

“God, Niko, it’s ever been like this. I’ve never wanted someone so much. Are you sure you want this?” Ethan tried to remind himself how it hurtful it had been to be hidden, kept in a closet because his lover was too embarrassed to face the truth, but it was hard. The warmth of Niko’s chest radiating through his palms, his heart pounding beneath his hand told him the truth. Niko was gay. He could deny the fact with every ounce of his soul, but Ethan was smart. Fighting who you really are only makes you miserable.

“Fuck, I have no clue what I’m doing. All I know is I can’t stop this. You’re too young, too pretty, too… Goddamn, too sexy.” Niko’s grip on the back of Ethan’s neck gently tightened as he brought him to his mouth. “I want this. I have to have it. Please don’t deny me. You can tell the whole world. I’ll deal with that later. Jesus, I have no idea how to figure out any of this.”

“Don’t worry about it now. This is our place, our secret.” Was he really saying this? Was having an orgasm worth losing his heart? That, Ethan feared, was happening. He sighed and tilted his head, giving Niko’s exploring mouth access the sensitive skin on his jaw. Niko was getting his dream. Ethan closed his eyes praying he wasn’t going to lose his.