Tied to Trouble(33)

Again, a long pause. “Yeah, I did.”

Owen looked around the bedroom now, taking it in with different eyes. When he’d first walked in, he’d been angry and all he had seen was the mess. But now, he took in the various printed images taped to the wall. They were all in Chad’s style, which Owen could now identify after a long career studying graphics in video games. “Wow. You’re so talented.”

Chad didn’t react for a minute, and then he scoffed, his smirk a little off. “What, surprised there’s more to me than being a flake?”

“I don’t think you’re an idiot, or a flake, or any other word you want to put in my mouth. I think you’re a…” He searched for the word he wanted, but there really wasn’t one to describe Chad, nothing to pin him down, because as he was learning, there were a whole lot of layers to the man in front of him.

Chad was waiting for Owen to say something, so Owen licked his lips and plunged ahead. “You’re incredibly infuriating yet endearing, spontaneous, and often careless of your own well-being.” That earned him an eye roll, but Chad’s face was flushed, his eyes shining. “You’re a lot of things. And whoever reduces you to one word isn’t worth your time.”

…

Chad had spent his whole life being reduced to one word by anyone who wanted to fit him into a box.

But here was Owen, standing in front of him, blue eyes wide behind horn-rimmed glasses, navy blue bow tie around his neck, hand on Chad’s naked hip, telling him that he couldn’t be summed up. That he was more.

Chad hadn’t realized how much he wanted to be more.

He grabbed that blond hair and crushed his lips to Owen’s. With his ass on the edge of the desk, he wrapped his legs around Owen, pulling him into the vee of his thighs. He felt the towel slip away, and then it was Owen’s hard, khaki-covered cock rubbing against Chad’s naked one. It took everything in him not to rut like a maniac.

He slid his lips down Owen’s jaw, his throat, sucking on the skin as he went. Owen was moaning above him, thrusting gently against Chad, and he welcomed it, this side of Owen that he unleashed once he got Chad naked.

Owen pressed forward, so Chad was forced to lie back on his desk. Something crashed and something else fell on the floor and rolled under his bed, but he didn’t care, not when Owen was groaning into his mouth and stroking Chad’s cock.

Okay, well, maybe he minded a little, because something sharp was digging into his ass.

“Bed,” he managed to say despite his brain currently residing somewhere in his dick.

Owen paused, and his breath fanned out along Chad’s neck. “What?”

“I like a cock up my ass, not”—he reached under him and pulled out a blister pack of markers—“a set of fine-print Sharpies.”

Owen stared at him, blinking, then burst into laughter. Chad took that opportunity to get the upper hand. He shoved Owen until he fell onto the bed on his back, still laughing. Chad crawled on top of him and straddled his waist. “Ah, now that’s better. Isn’t my bed comfy?”

Owen eyes were full of humor. “I think I’d be more comfortable naked.”

That rendered Chad speechless for a minute until he threw back his head and roared. “Man, you act all uptight and dry, and then you whip out funnies every once in a while. I dig it.”

Owen smiled. “I’m glad.”

“Good, now get naked.”

He rolled to the side while Owen undressed. He took too long, so Chad had to help, and less than a minute later, they were both sitting in the bed, on their knees, staring at each other. Owen had taken his glasses off, placing them carefully on the desk.

His face looked…different. Younger. His eyes were bluer. His blond lashes more visible. Chad had always felt an insane attraction to the guy, but now he took the time to appreciate Owen was, in fact, a good-looking guy. His skin was pale and spattered with freckles across his shoulders. He wasn’t heavily muscled, but he was slender and toned. Chad especially loved the way several blond strands escaped his slick part and caught in his pale lashes. The guy just did it for him.

Chad kissed Owen, pushing him onto his back so he could climb over him. They took their time now, knowing they were finally coming together in a place that wasn’t public. There was no need to rush, so he focused on the delicate bones of Owen’s collarbone, on his hardened nipples, on his flat stomach and navel.

Owen sucked in a breath and gripped the sheets as Chad traveled down his body to take a taste of the precome dripping from his cock.

Chad stroked him, appreciating the look of that big dick as it popped in and out of his fist. He glanced up at Owen, who had propped himself up on his elbows to gaze down his body. Chad brought his other hand lower, to fondle Owen’s balls. There was a hesitation, then Owen let his legs fall open.