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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      No_Archive_Warnings_Apply, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Original_Work
  Relationship:
      teacher/student_-_Relationship, studentxtacher
  Character:
      Aaryn_(Ryn)_Phillips, Jace_Rymes
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, wow_smut, like_a_lot_of_smut, Original_Story_-_Freeform, Original
      Character(s), Daddy_Kink, Consensual_Underage_Sex, Daddy_Issues
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      Published: 2016-01-08 Updated: 2017-06-16 Chapters: 17/? Words: 19782
****** What's Right? ******
by Nerd_Cake
Summary
     It crossed Ryn's mind multiple times that this was just a crush, and
     that it would go away in a few months. But he knew it wasn't true.
     He wanted Jace's body pressed tight against his own, and he wanted to
     kiss him, get fucked by him, and more. It was scary to think so, what
     with the age difference and the fact that he was Ryn's teacher.
***** Chapter 1 *****
"You always smell like mint..."
Ryn stops mid sentence of his rant. He'd never heard that before. Never been
speechless before either. But Mr. Rymes is looking directly at him with an
unreadable expression on his perfectly sculpted face. "I-I chew gum after
lunch." Ryn almost whispers, and Mr. Rymes nods. "And I have uh...this mint
chapstick because, I have a really bad habit of licking and biting my lips."
Mr. Rymes smiles tremulously. "Oh, okay." he says before clearing his throat.
There is a long pause, and the two just watch each other for a moment. Ryn has
forgotten why he stopped at Mr. Rymes desk in the first place. "I'll take care
of it, Mr. Phillips." Mr. Rymes says, and Ryn snaps out of his daydream. "I-I'm
sorry?" Mr. Rymes just grins up at the ginger boy unraveling in front of his
desk.
"The boys making snide comments. I'll take care of it." he said. Ryn felt his
chest swelling, and he had to swallow it all down. Mr. Rymes was his teacher.
"Thank you, M-Mr. Rymes." Ryn managed. His teacher smiled a genuine smile. "I
know what it's like, so don't worry about it okay? You'll be out of here in
less than a year, and they're just boys who haven't matured like you have yet.
It'll be fine."
Ryn nodded slowly, but 'I know how it feels' just kept nagging from the back of
his mind. Was Mr. Rymes gay? And then Ryn realized that Mr. Rymes called him
mature. Ryn could hardly tie his own shoes and Mr. Rymes called him mature?
"Thanks anyway...for your help. There aren't a lot of teachers in this school
that would do that for me." Ryn said blushing. He wasn't bashful, only
embarrassed. He'd been harrassed since junior high, and only began standing up
for himself his sophomore year in high school. No one else would stand up for
him, so he decided he'd do the job himself. But here Mr. Rymes was.
"You're welcome. And trust me, they won't be making any remarks again, you can
bet on that." he assured. Ryn's brows furrowed in his curiosity. "What will
happen to them exactly?" Mr. Rymes smirked.
.
"Ten more!" the coach shouted. His voice boomed like thunder, but he still
looked short standing next to the slim maths teacher, Mr. Rymes. Ryn's teacher,
whom smiled back at him when he looked up from the bleachers where he sat. Ryn
always sat there for lunch. He had friends to eat with, yes, but he liked being
alone around this time of day.
Ryn didn't like silence, which doesn't make a lot of sense for someone who
likes being alone. But Ryn always concentrated better with background noise. He
especially loved it when he was in a class full of roudy people doing his work.
So the sounds of grunting boys working out and the coach blowing the whistle
were kind of perfect.
"Next time you might think twice about the things you say to others! Respect is
something you learn boys! It's something you give regardless of anything, and
that kind of living reflects when you play! Colleges don't want to take a bunch
of douche bags in jerseys! They want respectable young athletes!"
"Hmph." Ryn sounded. Mr. Rymes looked back at him from the feild with a grin on
his face, and Ryn grinned right back, face splittingly, but Mr. Rymes seemed
contentwith it. Ryn still couldn't believe anyone would do this for him,
especially a teacher. But he was standing there with his hands in his pockets
smirking out at the boys doing vigarous excersizes. It was funny really, how
Mr. Rymes looked out at them with a 'now I have the power to serve justice'
look on his face.
Ryn was happy to have Mr. Rymes as his teacher this year.
***** Chapter 2 *****
It was after his last class. Ryn decided to go and thank Mr. Rymes again
because of the great day that he just had. Every boy in his class, and even the
ones below hadn't said a word to him all day. Ryn was finally an untouchable,
and it felt fucking great.
But when he got to Mr. Ryme's room he saw something that he was most definitely
not expecting. Mr. Rymes sat at his desk with his head in his hands, his
shoulders shaking. Ryn decided he'd go inside and maybe try to comfort him. He
closed the door behind his and locked it. Mr.Rymes flinched, turning around
sniffing and wiping his face.
"It's just my allergies...i-it's really dusty in here." Mr. Rymes said. "I
don't believe that." Ryn said softly, making his way over to the tall, dark
haired man. He had scruff on his face and his blue-green eyes were bright when
he turned around. "Ryn."
Ryn smiled at how Mr. Rymes somehow seemed relieved. "I came by to thank you
for the two best days of my high school life." Ryn said laughing lightly. Mr.
Rymes chuckled softly, but it sounded half-hearted. Ryn's smile stayed though,
and he took a step closer to his teacher that won his friendship. "You feeling
okay?" he asked.
Mr. Rymes eyes fluttered little when Ryn thoughtlessly reached up to touch his
face. He didn't feel sick, but he didn't seem sick either. Ryn just needed an
excuse to touch him. "You...you smell like mint." he mumbled.
Ryn stared up at him. Before he could say a word, Mr. Rymes was leaning closer.
Ryn wanted more than anything for Mr. Rymes to kiss him. But Mr. Rymes sniffed.
"Wow, you really smell like mint." he said. Ryn parted his lips allowing a soft
breath to escape, and he noticed Mr. Ryme's shudder. They stand there a moment
longer before Ryn speaks.
"Mr. Rymes?" Ryn nearly whispers. "Yes?" Mr. Rymes answered, his tone soft as
well. "Why were you crying?" he asked, voice sincere. Mr. Rymes looked him in
the eyes. "I just...wish I could do that to the people I went to high school
with." he admitted. Ryn frowned, his thumb stroking Mr. Rymes scruffy face. Ryn
liked the feel of it. And it seemed Mr. Rymes liked the feel of it too.
He tilted his face into Ryn's touch and sighed. "You are such a great guy...
You didn't deserve that, I'm sorry." Ryn said softly. Mr. Rymes eyes flicked
over Ryn's face. "Thank you." he whispered. "You-... You can call me Jace. If
you want to, that is." Ryn smiled because, Mr. Rymes seemed nervous.
"Okay...Jace."
Jace looked at him for a moment before his eyes flicked down to Ryn's lips. Ryn
thought that Jace was going to kiss him, that was until a phone started
ringing. When Jace took a step back Ryn realized it was his. He took his phone
out of his bag and answered it. It was his mom. "Hey, I was just about to come
out, I'm sorry. I had to stay behind a while to talk to my teacher."
It seemed to occur then, to Jace, that he was Ryn's teacher, and he took a step
back. Ryn was disappointed. "Okay, see you in a minute." Ryn said into the
reciever. "You too. Bye." Silence came whem Ryn hung up the phone. "I have to
go that was my mom." Ryn mumbled. "See you Monday...M-Mr. Rymes." Jace's
shoulders seem to sag, but he smiled to Ryn before he walked out.
***** Chapter 3 *****
Ryn couldn't seem to focus. His interaction with Jace seemed to be playing on a
loop in his mind. He had even come up with different scenarios where they
kissed.
Every scenario seemed to come to a bad ending, so Ryn decided to stop thinking
about it. That was until it came time for Mr. Rymes class. That's when Ryn
nearly lost
himself thinking about Jace's lips on his.
They were a deep coral pink, and they looked a little chapped, but the thought
made Ryn shiver. He'd love to feel them. Which was strange because, Mr. Rymes
was his teacher.
"Now if you turn to page one thirty-eight in your textbooks you'll find all of
the answers to this lovely little paper I've assigned for you to do today." Mr.
Rymes said smiling.
The class groaned, but Ryn pulled his book out from under his desk. As he
turned to the right page. He thought about asking Mr. Rymes to help him with
the assignment.
It seemed pretty simple though. Well, that was before Mr. Rymes dropped the
packet on his desk. "This is due by the end of the day Friday. It is a major
grade, so don't think you can get out of it." Mr. Rymes instructed. And when
the class groaned, Ryn smiled.
.
"Mr. Rymes."
Mr. Rymes flinched. "Oh. Ryn, what can I help you with?" Ryn shifted his weight
under Mr. Rymes gaze. "Um...well. It's kind of embarrassing, but I think I'm
going to need your help on the assignment."
Mr. Rymes seemed confused to hear this. "But you're one of my best students?"
Ryn nodded. "When I'm focused, but I'm very busy, and everything is really
hectic at home right now, and even at school. I'm afraid I won't be able to
finish it." Ryn explains.
Mr. Rymes nods. "Oh, well that's completely understandable. And um...I'm
available every day after school except for Friday's."
Ryn grins a face-splitting grin. "That's great, Jace. Thank you." Mr. Rymes
becomes flustered hearing his first name crossing Ryn's lips, but he doesn't
make it too obvious (or so he thinks). Ryn is still grinning when he leaves the
classroom he'll be spending a lot of time in this week. And hopefully longer.
***** Chapter 4 *****
"You look nice today."
Ryn flushes. "Oh, no. I look a mess today I didn't sleep much last night." He
argues, shaking his head.
Mr. Rymes just chuckles softly. "No, you look cute all mussy and tired." Ryn
tries to hide his insane smile and the deep blush he feels on his pale,
freckled face.
Mr. Rymes is flustered as much as Ryn is bashful. He can't believe he just told
a student that they were cute.
"Let's get started." He said to move along. Ryn nodded, taking a seat at his
desk and pulling a textbook from the basket underneath.
"Okay, so page one thirty...?"
"Eight." Jace answered.
Ryn nodded. "Right, I knew that."
"Would you like to start from the first section, or one that you are familiar
with?" Mr. Rymes asked. Ryn took his bottom lip in between his teeth, and Mr.
Rymes watched as he bit and sucked at it like some type of candy.
"Jace?"
He flinched, looking up into a set of striking green eyes. He smelt the mint on
Ryn's breath when he spoke, and he wasn't entirely sure that he could bare it.
"Jace..." Ryn said again, voice lower this time. But it seemed to knock Mr.
Rymes out of his trance. "What did you say?" He asked.
"I'd like to start from the beginning if you don't mind." Ryn said. Mr. Rymes
nodded looking down at the paper in his hand and flipping to the first page.
"How long can you stay?" He asked. Ryn looked up from his textbook, the end of
Jace's felt pen between his shiny, pale lips.
"How long do I have you?" Ryn asked. Mr. Rymes gulped. "For as long you need."
He answered. Ryn smiled. "Until five then, if that is alright with you?"
Mr. Rymes nodded. Ryn smiled to himself when he looked back to the textbook on
his desk. He had this thing in the bag.
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Ryn hated getting his hair cut, but it seemed like that was what his mother had
planned for him. "I'll set up an appointment when we aren't too busy, so I can
go with you." She said. Ryn didn't even want to know.
He had so many vivid dreams where Jace would pull his hair. It was a kink, Ryn
supposed, that he had.
He would never admit that to anyone else. Maybe he'd admit it to Jace, that is
if they ever got the opportunity. It crossed Ryn's mind multiple times that
this was just a crush, and that it would go away in a few months. But he knew
it wasn't true.
He wanted his teacher's body pressed tight against his own, and he wanted to
kiss him, get fucked by him, and more. It was scary to think so, what with the
age difference and the fact that he was Ryn's teacher.
"What are you thinking about, Aaryn?" Ryn's mother asked. Ryn looked up at her
from the dining room table where he sat.
"It's nothing." He mumbles in response. "Answer your mother." His father says
taking a swig of his drink. Ryn frowns. "I think I like someone." He said
honestly.
His parents demeanor suddenly changed. "Really?" His mother asked. "Is she from
school?" Ryn frowns again. "They are from school, yeah." He says.
"Yes, ma'am." His father corrects him. Ryn surpressed an eye roll. His parents
didn't know he was gay. Imagine them finding out that Ryn was lusting after his
very adult, very male, maths teacher.
Chapter End Notes
     I know this chapter is literally the shortest, but it's basically a
     filler, okay? Just to let you know the sexual attraction and that Ryn
     hasn't come out to his parents so...sorry, but I'm not sorry.
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Notes
     WARNING: EXTREMELY GOOD SMUT
"Translation, Rotation, Reflection." Jace says pointing to each picture in the
textbook. They've gotten through a page and a half so far, and Ryn hoped that
they kept going at this pace so he could spend more time here with Jace. "Ryn,
are you listening?"
Ryn flinched. "Huh?" Jace sighs. "Ryn if you want to get this packet done you
have to focus." Ryn bit his lip. "Wow, you even sound good when you're
lecturing me."
Jace's face flushed. "W-wha..." Ryn licked his lips. "I can't focus with you
looking like that all the time." He mumbled.
Jace gulped. It seemed they were moving closer to each other with every second.
"Like what?" Jace asked, voice hushed as if they were sharing secrets.
"Just." Ryn gulped licking his lips again. "So ... good." He nearly whispered.
Jace shivered visibly, and parted his lips to speak, but no words came from his
mouth.
Ryn looked at his mouth. His perfectly sized bottom lip and his top lip
perfectly peaked. Ryn was growing anxious just looking at it, his heart
starting to race.
They were close enough now that the tips of their noses nearly brushed. Ryn was
beyond ready for Jace's lips to be on his, so when Jace hesitated, Ryn's
whimper couldn't be helped. Ryn would cry.
He's been waiting for what feels like way to long for Jace's lips to be on his.
So when Jace leaned closer and their lips brushed, it was only right for Ryn to
whine and lean in for more ... right?
Jace shuddered, so it seemed right to him at least. "Ryn ..." Jace whispered
breathlessly. Ryn reached out, hand cupping the back of Jace's neck and tugging
so he'd come closer. Jace was hesitating.
"This isn't ... right."
Jace's words sent Ryn's heart plummeting into his stomach. "Please ... what
is?" Ryn whispered back. He was serious about the whole crying thing.
Jace gulped, eyes flicking over Ryn's face, over his lips. "But I really want
to." He whispered so quietly that Ryn almost hadn't heard.
His heart was nearly beating out of his chest at the man's words. "Please,
please, please." He wasn't beyond begging.
Jace licked his lips. "Ryn, you're killing me." Ryn whimpered. "What do you
think you're doing to me?" He asked.
Jace nudged their noses together taking a deep breath and closing his eyes.
"You smell good." Ryn moaned softly and Jace's eyes came open. His striking
crystal iris's only made the situation harder on Ryn.
"Jace ..." Ryn whispered. Jace's jaw clenched at the sound of Ryn speaking his
name. Ryn hoped that Jace liked the sound as much as he did. And it seemed so
because, nearly the instant afterwards, Jace was kissing him.
Ryn wanted to feel Jace kiss him if only for a second before he kissed back.
He'd been waiting too long for this.
His fingers card through Jace's dark hair and Jace let's out a sigh. Ryn licks
his lips before kissing Jace back. The second he gets a chance to, Ryn is
sucking at Jace's lips like his life depends on it.
Jace is soft moans and short breaths, and Ryn is whimpers and smacking lips.
They go together well, and Ryn would like to keep it that way. So his hands
find Jace's neck, shoulders and back.
And when Jace shivers Ryn knows that he has accomplished something. Ryn goes
further though, by gliding his hands down Jace's chest. Jace moaned softly,
lips parting and muscles flexing, waiting for Ryn's touch.
When Ryn's fingertips find Jace's waistband their eyes meet. Jace doesn't seem
half as hesitant as before, but as for Ryn, well ... he's never done this
before.
Never touched a man where it mattered. So now that Ryn's small, pale hand was
unbuttoning Jace's slacks, he was shaking. And, sadly, Jace noticed.
His hand stopped Ryn's from slipping into his pants. "What's wrong?" Ryn bit
his lip. "You're so beautiful ... you make me anxious."
It wasn't a lie, but then again it wasn't the full truth. But Jace flushed and
he let Ryn carry on with what he was doing.
When Ryn felt Jace's size he shuddered, closing his eyes and wrapping his
fingers around his girth the best he could considering the circumstances.
Jace's mouth fell open nonetheless. And Ryn was proud.
"You're n-not even the one-" Jace's sentence was cut off by a moan when Ryn
tightened his grip on his cock and started moving his hand. "What?" It was
hardly a question but Ryn's voice was soft.
His cheeks were burning, and Jace thought it was the cutest thing he'd ever
seen, or the hottest. Maybe it was both.
"You're not even the one being touched and look at you ..." he whispered.
Ryn imagined his lips shiny and swollen, red from kissing. His face flushed and
eyes dark and focused. He imagined he looked like Jace. Only Jace was
shuddering, swearing as Ryn got him off just like he dreamed about.
Ryn shifted so that Jace's leg was in between his, the other knocking against
his thigh. Ryn's throat released a torturous sound and he ground down on Jace's
knee.
Jace's jaw dropped open, lips parted nearly half an inch as he watched Ryn roll
his hips in the same rhythm as he jerked his cock.
"Feel good ..." Ryn let out, voice hoarse with it as he tightened his grip
around the head. Jace's shoulders jerked forward a little and he choked on a
groan.
"Christ ... so good Ryn. please, d-don't-" Jace was cut of when Ryn keened a
little too loud. Jace wrapped his hand around the back of Ryn's neck and pulled
him closer.
When their lips attached, their moans mingled and we're muffled in each other's
mouths. The thrill of getting caught sent Jace over the edge first. Ryn watched
Jace's throat as his head tossed back.
Jace swallowed hard and his body shuddered with his orgasm. Ryn trembled, his
stomach tightening as he felt Jace's body go slack.
He watched Jace, how just completely blissed out that he was. His limbs were
quivering jelly, and Ryn bit back a whimper.
It came out anyway, choked and high pitched. Ryn cursed himself for bringing
Jace back to reality. But what happened next had him at a loss for words.
Jace stood and walked to the door, his pants unbuttoned and zipped down, so Ryn
could see his girth. Jace was still painfully hard.
Ryn whimpered again as Jace locked the door, eyes never leaving the ginger boy.
Ryn felt his hand before he even knew what he was doing. It slipped under the
waistband of his jeans, fingers slipping over smooth skin to wrap around the
base of his cock.
His jaw dropped and his eyelids fluttered under Jace's gaze. "Fuck." Came from
someone's mouth. Ryn wasn't sure who's it was , but he couldn't care less at
the moment because, Jace's fingernails were digging into his hips and he was
pulling Ryn closer.
Ryn was quite literally on the edge of his seat. Jace grumbled low in his chest
and leaned in to kiss and suck at Ryn's collar bones. Ryn couldn't take the way
Jace would stare up at his face. Ryn wanted to call him daddy, wanted to beg
him, but he wouldn't let himself.
He didn't know if Jace would like it, or if he'd look at him the same after.
Jace took the waste band of Ryn's jeans and balled the fabric in his fists
before yanking it down. Ryn hissed as his bare ass met the rough surface of the
desk chair.
It was only a second after his length slapped against his taught tummy, that
Jace took it in his fist. Ryn choked on a moan while his grip tightened and
loosened again.
"'M gonna blow you...okay?" Jace asked, the clouds in his eyes receding only
long enough for Ryn to nod down at him.
Jace's mouth was sticky and hot. Ryn began to breath heavily, his muscles
tightening and toes curling in his sneakers. His fingers twitched, he wanted to
reach out and touch Jace, but he was afraid to be rejected.
Jace noticed his hesitation and sucked harder on his head. Ryn squeaked, pre-
cum leaking into Jace's mouth. He would have apologized if it weren't for
Jace's moan sending shock-waves of pleasure up his spine. Ryn felt like he was
flying.
Jace untangled his hand from Ryn's jeans to reach out. He took Ryn's hand in
his and pulled it closer. Ryn's breathing became shaky, and Jace sinking down
on him further wasn't helping him any.
Jace pressed Ryn's palm against his cheek and tilted his head slightly into it.
"Jace." Ryn whimpered. Jace's demeanor suddenly changed from gentle to rough.
Jace sank down until his lips pressed to Ryn's skin around the base of his
cock. Ryn choked, stomach muscles spasming.
"Uh. Homygod." Ryn blurted, he covered his mouth with his free hand to muffle
his moans as Jace began swallowing him.
Ryn's hips canted up and Jace moaned. Ryn's jaw dropped, but there was no time
to fuck Jace's mouth or give him fair warning before he was cumming hard down
his throat.
Jace gagged slightly, but recovered quickly and swallowed all of the gingers
juices.
As Ryn's vision whited out he could feel lips on the inside of his thigh. His
ears were ringing. That was the strongest orgasm he'd ever had, and it took so
long to come back down from the high of it.
So long that when he came-to Jace had his pants up his legs. "Lift up a little
baby." Jace said, voice hoarse.
Ryn bit his lip knowing that was his fault and loving the thought. Ryn felt a
little jolt of excitement pass from his stomach through his chest when Jace
said 'baby'.
Ryn wrapped his arms around Jace's shoulders loosely. He gripped onto his shirt
when he lifted his hips up so Jace could slide his pants on. Jace littered
soft, sweet kisses all over Ryn's face as he did so.
Ryn hummed in content. "Thank you." he said softly. "Hn." Jace sounded in
reply. His forehead pressed to Ryn's. "Can I kiss you or is that too gross?"
Jace asked softly.
Ryn frowned pulling Jace's lips apart with his thumb. He leaned in and licked
into Jace's mouth lazily. "Don't care." He stated.
Jace sighed and leaned into the kiss, pulling Ryn close. A small smile found
its way onto Jace's face and he says.
"You taste like mint."
***** Chapter 7 *****
Ryn couldn't keep a smile off his face for the life of him. After is little
rendezvous with Mr. Rymes-Ryn snorted ever time he thought of his name that
way-he couldn't help it. Especially not since his name was 'Jace <3' in his
contact list on his phone.
And certainly not after staying up until three AM talking to him on the phone.
His bill would be up, but he couldn't care less. Jace's voice sounded
incredible on the phone. Ryn had nearly changed his contact name to 'Greek
God'. He would have if he hadn't thought twice.
"Don't be late tomorrow." He remembered Mr. Rymes saying.
Ryn couldn't help but think he was going to say 'Or I'll be forced to punish
you.' next, but that didn't happen. Ryn was disappointed so he couldn't help
the sweet and seductive "Yes, sir." that came from his mouth.
Jace was quiet a while after that before he had to tell Ryn goodnight.
It was sad really. Ryn knew he was asking for a lot when he hardly even gotten
Jace's number after said rendezvous, but seriously? If Ryn was being honest
here it seemed Jace was afraid of him. Ryn was a little scared too, but it
seemed after Jace had assured him once, that he would again.
.
"Good morning. Mr. Rymes." Ryn said sweetly. Jace grinned at him. "Mr.
Phillips." he acknowledged. Ryn was only praying for a slap on the ass that he
didn't get, no big deal. Maybe this teacher / student thing wasn't all that it
was cracked up to be.
But Ryn still got to stare at Jace's ass all day with every right, and have
Jace notice without a care. Ryn was sure he'd even seen him smirk once.
He could get used to this.
***** Chapter 8 *****
Ryn was an expert at avoiding people. He'd told his mom he'd get a ride home
from school after is study session-which was a) a lie, he was not studying and
also b) a truth because he was getting a ride. Just not the one he wanted.
"Ryn. We have to keep a little distance." Jace said. He was parked down the
street from Ryn's house, but he'd still push Ryn away when he tried to kiss
him. It hurt Ryn's feelings. Jace seemed to notice, and he must have felt bad
for it because he leaned across the console and pecked Ryn's lips.
"I don't want to-God, I would be all over you right now if it were legal." Ryn
whimpered at his words, tugging at Jace's tie to pull him closer. Jace went
willingly, but didn't give Ryn what he wanted.
Ryn pouted like a child, whimpered, and nipped at Jace's lips another time.
Jace grunted, leaned in to nip at Ryn's bottom lip. Ryn gasped quietly. It was
getting too hot in the tight space that they were in.
"Just want you so bad...all the time." Ryn murmured. "I know how that feels."
Jace grumbled. Ryn smiled at him. "You're getting scared over nothing. We'll be
fine. I turn eighteen in a few weeks, and I graduate in less than two months.
Jace sighed. "I know...but a lot could happen in that time, like..." Ryn sat
back in his seat as Jace's eyes washed over him. His nipples were peeking
through his thin shirt, the tent in his jeans not from a cell phone. "Fuck..."
Jace breathed. Ryn bit his lip. "Is that an invitation?"
Jace's eyes narrow on him. "Don't tease me." Ryn felt a rush, had to grip onto
the arm rest. "It was merely a question." Ryn said softly, tongue darting out
of his mouth to wet his lips. Jace looked like the temperature just rose a few
degrees. Ryn didn't blame him. He felt it too.
"Want you to..." Jace trailed off staring at Ryn's body. "God I want to..." Ryn
whimpered. "Just tell me what to do-…" he stopped himself from saying the word.
It was a closer call than last time. Ryn knew it would slip eventually. Hoped
Jace wouldn't think he was gross.
Jace gulped. "Tell you what to do, huh?" Ryn bit down on both of his lips,
almost too hard, and nodded. "Yes." Jace took in a deep breath. "When you get
to bed tonight, call me. Then I'll tell you exactly what I want you to do."
Ryn's jaw dropped slightly. He had to moan at that.
Jace swooped in and pressed their mouths together, violated Ryn's mouth with
his tongue. Ryn snapped the buttons open at the top of Jace's dress shirt and
let his hands explore the bare skin their. Jace's throat rumbled when Ryn's
fingers caught two perky buds of flesh.
Ryn gasped softly, knowing how it felt to Jace, wanting to do it again.
"Ryn...we can't do this here...or now. So, I suggest you kiss me goodbye, and
head home."
"Yes- Yes, sir." Ryn said tauntingly, licked into Jace's mouth, and pecked his
lips one last time. Jace just blinked in a daze as Ryn climbed out of his car,
adjusted himself in his jeans right in front of Jace's face, and smiled at him.
"Call you later." He said sweetly.
Jace kicked himself all the way home. He was so hard it hurt.
***** Chapter 9 *****
"That sure was nice of him, to give you a ride like that." His mother said over
the dinner table. Ryn just smiled. "He's the best." His mother smiled back.
"Well... You don't hear that a lot these days. Student's liking their
teachers." Ryn nearly choked on his green beans.
His father patted his back roughly. "Alright there, son?" Ryn nodded, took a
swig of his milk. "Excuse you." His mother said properly. "Excuse me..." Ryn
murmured back. His father grinned. "Our boy isn't like other kids hon, we
raised him the right way. Isn't that right, Aaryn?"
Ryn cleared his throat. "Yes, sir."
Except for the fact that he was in a not-so teacher or student like
relationship with said teacher. He was in fact sexing with this very teacher
and happened to be enjoying it. The dirty texts from Jace that kept his phone
vibrating in one of his pockets and his dick hard in the other were proof of
that.
"May I be excused?" Ryn said suddenly. "I'm feeling...a little under the
weather." His mother looked up in concern. "Are you alright? Do you need pep-
" Ryn cringed. "No, ma'am."
"You're excused." His father said, adding on as Ryn got up. "If you wash your
dishes." Ryn's mother didn't argue. Ryn rinsed his dishes in the sink and threw
them in the dishwasher.
As he made his way upstairs he thanked god that his parents room was so far
from his, and that he had a lock on his bedroom door. The minute he got his
door locked, and his clothes on the floor he hit number one on his speed dial.
"You're alone?" Jace asked after the first ring. Ryn smiled, panted out a
little laugh. "Yeah, finally. Been dying in anticipation." Jace moaned softly.
"I bet. I'm so hard, been waiting all night for your call." Ryn whimpered. "I
know-" Daddy. "-please."
Jace cleared his throat, and Ryn tried picturing it in his head. Jace, pants
unbuttoned and unzipped. Laying as far back as he can in a chair or against his
head board. Fist already wrapped around his girth, just waiting for Ryn to ask
what he wanted of him.
The thought had Ryn's throat tightening. Had him squirming.
"Get your fingers wet for me baby. Put them in your mouth." Jace commanded,
voice deeper than Ryn had ever heard it.
Ryn stuffed three digits into his mouth, gagged and moaned around them. He let
his saliva slick them up, and just by the sound of it Jace was breathing heavy.
His voice was shaking slightly when he asked. "How many fill you up?" Ryn
keened right into the phone.
Jace grunted, and Ryn almost died hearing it. Couldn't believe this was
happening. "Answer me, Ryn." Ryn whimpered. "Three-" Daddy. "-three."
Ryn's brain was about ready to malfunction keeping that word out of his mouth.
"I bet we could fit four in that pretty little hole, what do you think?" Jace
asked lowly. Ryn whimpered, mumbled something unintelligible around his
fingers.
"Put the phone on speaker." Jace commanded.
"Yes, sir." Ryn said on automatic. Jace moaned, so it seemed okay.
"Get on your knees for me." Jace instructed. Ryn rolled over onto his stomach,
perked his ass up by pulling his knees closer.
"Done..." He said, voice absolutely wrecked although he hasn't even done
anything yet. "You're not touching yourself are you?" Jace asked. Ryn
whimpered. "No-" Daddy. "I swear."
"Fuck...you sound so..." Ryn whimpered again at Jace's words. "You got me so
excited, can't handle it." Ryn said. Jace moaned loudly into the receiver. Ryn
physically shook. Jace must have heard his gasp because what he said next left
Ryn in shambles.
"Start with two and scissor them."
Ryn moved automatically, it was like he couldn't NOT do what Jace told him. He
was a puppet. "God, wanna see you so bad baby."
Daddy.
Ryn winced, cried out as he took two fingers to start. He was too "-tight...m
too tight-" Daddy.
God. Ryn sobbed, he really needed to stop.
"Fuck...you're okay baby. I'm so proud of you. Wish I could see how well you're
doing. Go on...move them." Jace instructed. Ryn did it without second thought.
Breathed in tiny pants of breathes that should have belonged to a porn star.
"God, you sound perfect. Can't wait to see how you take my cock." Jace
confided. Ryn's jaw dropped and he released a strangled sound. "Daddy!"
The line was quiet for a minute, and all Ryn could hear was his own whimpering
and shaky breathing. Shit. He'd said it out loud.
Ryn was about to apologize. About to plead for things to keep going, when Jace
groaned so loud on the end of the receiver that Ryn thought if anyone were
listening they'd believe that Ryn wasn't alone. "Fuck...did you just?
Ugh...tell me you just said what I think you said."
Ryn whimpered. "I called you Daddy..." He nearly whispered. Jace growels. "Ugh,
baby that’s so fucking hot, I can't even. Yes, yes. I'm your Daddy. I'll take
care of you like no one can."
Ryn gasps excitedly, moves his fingers on automatic because Jace sounded so
damn dirty. So good. "Yeah, yes. Please." Ryn begged. "What's that make you
then, Ryn? That make you my baby boy?"
Ryn keened so loud it rung in his own ears. "I'm gonna cum." He said, feeling
it in his stomach, every time his dick twitched. "Fuck... No. You can't come
yet. I won't have it." Jace says.
Ryn whimpers. "But, Daddyyy..." Jace moans. "Shit, shit, shit... Baby
boy...want you to-" Jace took a deep breath. "Try a third finger."
"But-"
"Right now." Jace demanded.
Ryn sobs, tears streaking his cheeks as he slips a third finger in. "Too much!
It's too much, I can't-"
"Yes you can. Just move them. Loosen yourself up baby boy. It'll be okay. Bet
you look so pretty taking three fingers like a good boy." Ryn cries out, feels
himself on the virg of exploding, but Daddy told him no. Ryn physically can't
disobey him.
"God, I bet you're so close. Bet your tummy is tight with cum, isn't it baby?"
Jace asks tauntingly.
"It is, Daddy. It is...just for you."
Jace moans. "Can you take a fourth, baby boy?" Jace asks softly. He sounds so
caring, Ryn wants to cry, and is already crying. "I'll try..." Jace moaned.
"Try please baby, try for me."
Ryn whimpered, tried to relax his body and put all of his fingers together.
When he got passed the tips he released such a loud sob, he could hardly hear
Jace telling him he could let go now.
Ryn listened to his litany of panted praises while he worked himself over the
edge like Jace already had. Ryn's eyes rolled back, a guttural sound leaving
his throat before he went completely silent.
Jace was listening closely, working himself down from his high. He'd never came
so hard. By the sound of it, or lack thereof, neither had Ryn.
When Ryn made a choked noise, Jace flinched. "Are you okay baby? You did so
good-God-so good." Ryn whimpered. "Sore..." He said, voice rough around the
edges. Jace moaned softly. "You sound... God, Aaryn." Ryn fidgets nervously
against his sheets. His whole body ached.
"You deserve a reward." Jace said smoothly. Ryn whined loudly, rolled around in
his sheets as much as his aching muscles would allow. "Please." He wasn't
beyond begging, Jace knew that.
***** Chapter 10 *****
Mr Rhymes class is always interesting. Like today. Jace was wearing Ryn's
favorite pair of slacks. Grey slacks that were probably too small, but actually
fit just right in Ryn's opinion. They were tight around Jace's thighs and
calves, showed off his perfect ass and the legs were just short enough to show
off his ankles.
Ryn never thought he'd be attracted to ankles, but Jace's were just impossible
not to appreciate. "Mr. Phillips?" Ryn flinched in his seat. "Huh?" He
squeaked. He could tell Jace was trying hard not to grin, it made his face
burn. "Do you know the answer?" Ryn looked at the problem on the board, worked
it out in his head and "X equals seven, Y equals nine and Z
equals...seventeen." Ryn answers.
Jace smiles. "Very good. Now, how about you come up here and work it out for
the class?" All eyes are on Ryn and Jace. Ryn thinks the sexual tension is
painfully obvious, but none of his classmates look like they have a clue. So he
stands slowly, and makes his way towards the board even slower.
He picks up the blue marker seeing the black one still in Jace's fist. Jace's
knuckles are almost white, and then he realizes. Ryn had an obvious boner.
"What are you thinking?" Jace asked aloud. Ryn's eyes widened for the whole
class to see. "The problem, Mr. Phillips?" Jace is being such a smart ass. Ryn
wanted to suck his dick dry so he'd stop making that face. Ryn twitched into
motion, wrote the problem out quickly, Jace was right behind him, painfully
close.
"Tell the class what you're doing." Jace said kindly, but Ryn knew that tone.
Jace used that tone last night coaxing Ryn when he wanted him to use another
finger. Ryn cleared his throat and began to explain.
Jace crossed his arms behind Ryn, and he felt it. His voice was shaking when
the bell rang overhead. Ryn blinked a few times, hand frozen to the board. He
was trying to collect his thought but he couldn't. "Is it too much? Did I go to
far?" Jace whispered into Ryn's ear, hands wrapping around his waist, sucking
pink marks behind his ear and down his neck. Ryn relaxed into him, unable to
hold himself back.
"It felt like we were being so obvious." Ryn whispered back. Jace hummed lowly.
"They'd never suspect a thing from that. I'm just a teacher going out of his
way to embarrass his student."
"And I'm just a student getting hard in class because his teacher wants to wear
tight ass pants." Ryn grumbled. Jace laughed softly before a moan, just as
soft, or even softer, fell from his lips. "I noticed that. Knew you'd like
these." Ryn whined. "Daddy..." Jace growled, spinning Ryn around to press his
back to the whiteboard.
"God, you sound even more sinful in person." Jace was already grinding their
groins together. Ryn whimpered. "Wait, wait. What if someone sees?" Jace
grunts. "Honestly. I don't think it's gonna take me too long to make you cum."
Ryn nearly screamed at that before Jace covered Ryn's mouth with his own.
"I've already tasted your cock. Wanna taste that tight little ass." Jace
growled, gripping Ryn's ass in his fists. Ryn sobbed. "Oh my god, please." Jace
smirked. "Please what?" Ryn gulped. "Please...daddy, please eat me out." Jace
groaned loudly, muffled the noise in Ryn's neck making him gasp from the
vibration of it.
Jace's hands moved from Ryn's ass to the backs of his thighs to lift him up off
of the ground. Ryn wrapped his arms around Jace's neck and kissed him hard,
licking his lips wet and sucking on his tongue. Jace was a mess of moans and
staggered steps. Ryn hissed, when his ass hit the edge of Jace's desk, the legs
scraping against the floor. Jace pulled back to apologize, but Ryn just started
unbuckling his belt.
Jace had just noticed. "What's with the church clothes?" He asks. Ryn whimpers
ignoring him to pull his pants and boxers over his ass. Jace moans at the
sight. Ryn looks so desperate. "I-It's wednesday." Ryn says when he realizes he
still had not answered. Jace stared at his naked waste in a daze. "Hn..?" He
mumbled.
"Mom makes me dress nice every Wednesday so I can go to bible study with her
after school." Jace blinks up at him and moans. "Why is that so... God. No one
knows how filthy you are, do they baby boy?" Ryn keens loudly, his head rolling
back. His pants are now at his ankles and Jace's head in between his thighs as
he sits in his desk chair. It's definitely a sight. "Bet you taste sweet." Jace
mumbled against Ryn's inner thigh as he peppered the skin there with kisses.
"Bet you've never felt anything but your own fingers.
Ryn's whole body was already shaking. "'M so hard... Please, daddy. Want your
tongue in me so bad." Jace groaned. "Such a dirty boy. Kiss your mother with
that mouth?" Jace gave no warning, just kissed at Ryn's puckered hole before
teasing it with his tongue, lapping a full circle around the ring of muscle.
Ryn was happy that Jace's desk was bare, save a few papers because, he can't
help himself when he falls on his back. "Oh, fuck!" Ryn bellows. Jace moans
against him, reminds him that he needs to keep quiet. Ryn thinks this is so
much different than over the phone. Jace is touching Ryn himself it's so hard
to keep how he's feeling bottled up.
"Daddy!" Ryn was nearly sobbing. And Jace's tongue wasn't even in him yet.
"More. Please, more." Jace moaned against him again. "You have been such a good
boy...taking four fingers for me last night? You deserve it baby." Jace said
roughly. Ryn gasped loudly as Jace's hot tongue pressed flat against his heat
in one harsh movement. Ryn had to bite down on his fist. He knew he was already
crying.
Jace dragged him closer so that his ass was hanging off of Jace's desk, the
edge of the wood digging into Ryn's lower back, but all he could feel was
Jace's tongue pushing past pink ring of muscle. "Ha..ah..." Ryn stuttered, his
limbs shaking. "Fuck...knew you'd be desperate, but this is just...fucking
magical." Jace groaned.
Ryn just whimpered, fisted Jace's perfect hair and pulled his head back down.
Jace sounded very satisfied with Ryn using force, so Ryn didn't worry about any
consequences.
Jace pushed his tongue back in and then out a few more times before he curled
it and Ryn nearly came. "Oh. Oh, fuuuuuuuuckk..."
"You sound...fuck..." Jace is muffled by Ryn's ass but he seems completely
content with that.
Ryn begins to squirm apnd Jace has to hold him down.
Jace pressed his tongue in deep and thorough like be wanted Ryn to feel every
stroke. And he did. Had to stuff his whole hand in his mouth to stop the
sounds.
Tears were already falling from Ryn's eyes. He couldn't hold it for much
longer. "God!" Ryn yanked his fingers from his mouth they were coated in
saliva. "Please, please! Can I cum daddy? Please! Let me cum!"
Jace seemed to choke before he groaned so loud Ryn thought they were busted for
sure. "You're waiting for my permission? FUCK Ryn." Ryn whimpered. "I'm sorry-
" Jace yanked him closer to where Ryn had to hold onto the edge of Jace's desk
in order to not fall off of it and onto the floor.
"Don't apologise. You cum when i say." Jace growled. Ryn liked it too much and
didn't have his mouth stuffed o muffle his loud whimper. "You've been so good
baby. Come on. Let it go."
Ryn releaseas soon as Jace's tongue pressed back into him and he wasn't sure if
Jace was moaning because of the way Ryn clenched down on his tongue when he
came or if it was because Ryn came on command. Either way-
"Fuck, fuck...daddy..." Jace crowded up his space as he laid back on his desk.
He kissed his mouth because he knew Ryn was okay with it and Ryn licked into
his mouth lazily.
It was pretty apparent that Ryn was not only okay with it, but lked it to par.
It made Jace moan into his mouth.
Ryn already had his hands on his belt buckle. "Ryn, Ryn wait." Ryn's eyes blew
wide when he heard the footsteps too. He shoved Jace away and jerked his pants
back up around his waist.
His shirt was untucked and hair unruly from pulling at it himself. "You
obviously just orgasmed-and your shirt!" Ryn cursed. "Ill just hide!" He looked
around a moment before reaching a conclusion and falling to his knees. Jace
quirked a questioning brow. Ryn smirked and winked up at him as he climbed
under Jace's desk. "Take a seat Mr. Ryhmes. Youre obviously hard." Jace's face
fell. Oh, yeah. There was that.
He fell into his seat and Ryn made a motion for him to wipe his face before
pulling him closer by his chair. And then there was a knock. Jace cleared his
throat and rubbed at his chin. "Come in!"
Ryn heard the familiar click of heels and a quirky 'hello' and immediately
gagged. "Hi Ms. Clark." Ryn tried not to laugh at how closely her name
resembled cock. Speaking of which.
"Thought I heard a groan? You feeling alright?" she asked. Jace looked down at
his desk.
"Just-ah!-uh...frustrated over exams." Jace says coolly. Ryn should mention
he's unbuckled Jace's pants and pulled his dick from his boxers. Jace leans
closer over his desk to make sure its hidden. Ryn cant believe it when Jace
twitches in his hand. He has to make sure he doesn't make any of the sounds he
feels like letting out. Because-"Oh, I hear you! Maybe you need some time off?
How's coffee sound?"
Ryn almost makes a sound of protest, but instead he stuffs his mouth with
Jace's cock.
"U-uhm..." Jace chuckles breathlessly. "I have to admit I'm not much of a
coffee drinker." Ryn hopes Jace can feel him smirk. He licks up Jace's shaft to
show him how proud he's made Ryn.
"Oh? Well hows lunch sound? I know this great new sushi place, or a nice little
sandwich shop if you dont prefer raw fish?" What does this bitch not get?
Ryn sucks at Jaces head and darts his tongue over his slit already dripping
precum. Ryn wants to preen over how pretty it is. Jace's cock is so big and its
Ryn's new favorite thing to put in his mouth. The thought has him closing his
eyes and stuffing more in his mouth. "Wow-uh...I mean... Well, I don't have
much time to go out these days. Im just really...focused on my job right now.
Getting close...to the kids. Learning their uh...capabilities."
Ryn sucked harder at that one. Swirled his tongue around Jace's head like a
lollipop.
"I just really wanna be a good teacher." As Jace said it he reached down and
pulled Ryn further on his dick by his hair. Ryn nearly lost it.
"I totally get what you mean. I'll leave you to it, but the offer still stands
and let me know if you need anything alright?"
Jace must've nodded. "Thanks, maybe I'll take you up on it one of these days."
Ryn frowned and reached p to grip Jace's balls in reprimand.
A moment later Jace was pulling back and Ryn was whining and crawling after him
like a lovesick puppy, lips swollen and pupils dialated. "Ryn!" Jace hissed in
a whisper. "What the hell was that?" Ryn pouted. "I dont like that bitch. She
was flirting with you."
"Ryn. That could have gotten us caught. How did you know if I'd keep my
composure? Or if she would have heard you?"
Ryn huffed pulling Jace back by his thighs. "Oh trust me, I was trying too hard
not to be heard. Fuck, you taste good Daddy."
Jace's jaw dropped and he welcomed Ryn back on his dick more than willingly.
"Its so pretty too. I knew it would be." Before Jace could ask Ryn was sucking
him back into his mouth.
It didn't take long for Jace to be coming undone, pulling Ryn's thick ginger
locks like his life depended on it. Ryn groaned around him and gulped down
everything Jace gave him.
When he pulled back Jace pulled him up into his lap and kisses him. Told him
how good of a job he did. How pretty and perfect his mouth was. Called him a
good boy. Ryn could get used to that.
 
***** Chapter 11 *****
"Aaryn!"
Ryn shot up straight in his bed, heart racing. It was his father shouting. He
sounded furious. Ryn was so sure he'd found out. That he'd seen the phone bill.
That he knew everything. Someone had told him. He'd seen him in Jace's car.
But no.
"You and I, we need to have a little talk, son."
Ryn had run down the stairs, phone burried in his hiding place. The place where
he'd hid his first blunt, his first sex toy, first condom, etc. And now within
it was his phone, full of nudes from Jace, full of naughty texts Ryn read over
late on a school night so he could walk into Jace's class looking spent and
tired and Jace would know why.
And here he was in his fathers study with a rapid pulse and sweaty palms
thinking it was all over.
"Your mother..." His father looks at him with an odd, confused expression. "You
can have a seat son, I'm not about to rip your head off."
"Are you?"
His father chuckles and Ryn relaxes a bit taking a seat in the chair in front
of his fathers desk. Ryns father was an accountant and he sometimes had his
clients (or whatever) over to the house. Ryn had dinner with a few. Most were
creepy old business men divorced, or married four times and divorced three
(probably because he cheated on his current wife with the next).
"Your mother seems to think that I am being too hard on you. That eventually
you are going to try an break out and rebel or what-have-you."
Typical.
Ryn is about to get a lecture for no damn reason.
"So, I'm going to give you a few choices, and I'll let you pick them. But only
if you want to." There is a look in his fathers eyes that says he really
doesn't have a choice. This is a test.
"Okay." Ryn says. "And if I don't like any of the choices?"
"Then you tell me what you want." His father said simply.
It wasn't so simple. More than likely his father was going to ask hard
questions and Ryn was going to be shamed or yelled at for his answers. He
wondered if his mother was eaves dropping outside the door.
"Okay. On one condition..."
His father narrowed his eyes, waiting.
"I won't be judged or lectured, shamed or yelled at for my decisions." Ryn says
and then adds. "Because I will probably end up making them anyways or I will
change my mind over time. And if you judge me I might end up deciding anyways
to spite you."
His father takes a moment to respond, but in the end he just laughs. "You sound
just like your mother."
"She's probably listening. Good luck with the couch tonight." Ryn says. He
hears a snicker from the hallway and snorts a little. His father gets red in
the face. "Helen!" Ryn covers up his laugh and hears her saunter off.
His father sighs. "Okay. No judgment, no shame, no lectures, and no yelling.
Got it. Can we start now?" He seemed as eager as Ryn to get out of there. Ryn
nodded his response and his father sighed again.
"College. Right after high school, later, or never?" His father asks.
"Maybe a little later. Not like two years or anything like that though." Ryn
says and sees his father relax.
"Do you want to go into accounting like me? Something else?"
Ryn sighs. "I'm not sure yet, but I really like writing and history. Might go
into teaching."
His father looks pleasantly surprised. "Really? I've never seen you writing."
"Uh... I do it on my phone." Ryn explains.
His father looks skeptical. "Really... Can I see any?"
"It's not... really good. And I don't think you'd like what I write about." Ryn
seriously doubts his father would like to read about his original male
characters fucking on a cruise ship and escaping the government together.
"Okay.." His father doesn't seem to want to push. "Marriage? Abstinence? Are
you a virgin?"
"Yes.. no, yes." Ryn says.
His fathers eyebrows come up. "No to abstinence? Why?"
"We had a deal-"
"You never said I couldn't ask questions!" His father defends. Ryn sighs in
defeat. "Because, I... It's stupid. If it's what you both want and you feel
passionately about each other why should it be a problem if you're being safe."
"You have a good point. But.. You are a virigin?" His father asks seeming to
want him to elaborate. Not for long... He wants to say. But instead he goes for
"I like someone, but we haven't reached that point yet."
"Is it because she doesn't like you back? Are you together or...?" His father
asks.
Ryn gulps. "It's complicated."
His father nods. "Women always are." He says it under his breath in case Ryn's
mother is listening. Ryn wants to tell him it isn't a 'woman' it's the
situation. Ryn's father can't know about the age difference. The fact that Jace
is a man, and his teacher for that matter.
"Do you love her?" His father asks and takes him by surprise.
"I..." Ryn chokes up. He doesn't know.
"It's okay son. It may seem like a little too soon, but I knew I loved your
mother as soon as her eyes met mine." He says dazedly, like it was only
yesterday that Ryn's family moved from Tennese to Colorado and put her in the
churches choir. Did Ryn ever mention his father could sing? His mother could
too, but his dad...
"Those were the days. It all flies by us so fast, you know?" His father says
still sounding a little other-worldly.
Ryn wished he could sound like that one day. Sound in love when he spoke of
memories like that. Wondered if it could possibly be memories of he and Jace,
sneaking around, or getting caught up looking at each other.
"Ryn?"
Ryn looks up at his father. "You okay?" He asks.
Ryn wanted so badly to come out and say it to his father. Shatter his perfect
nuclear family dream. But he wasn't eighteen and his father would surely kick
him out. Would most definitely have a heart attack, and then Ryn would feel
like a piece of garbage, and his parents would hate him and pretend he didn't
exist.
"You can tell me anything you know." His father says.
Ryn can't tell him this. Not now.
"It's okay, dad. I'm fine. Just...thinking." He manages to answer. His throat
feels closed up, he feels so scared.
"Is it about that girl?" His father asks.
Ryn doesn't manage to hide his wince. "It's no girl, dad. It's nothing, go on
with your questions."
"Okay, here's one. If it's no girl then what is it." He asks stubbornly. Ryn
groans. "Dad!"
"Is there even a girl? You never say anything about her." His dad goes on.
Ryn knows this is going to end badly. Tries to change the subject. "You don't
want to know how many kids I want? Or what city I want to live in?"
"Aaryn."
He's using that tone that Ryn hates. The one that means he's not making it out
of there alive.
"You don't want to know what college I want to attend? State or international?
Or just across the country?"
"Aaryn."
"Maybe I want to vacation before school, or buy a tiny home and travel the
country." Ryn goes on, his face is red and his voice is strangled.
"Aaryn!"
"What if I want to change religion?"
"AARYN!"
Ryn goes quiet. Can't look in his father's eyes. He's shouted so loud, and
Ryn's mother is in the doorway looking frightened of what might happen next.
Ryn's father is standing out of his desk chair and no one says anything until
"Peter-..."
"Is there a girl."
It isn't a question.
"Peter, don't."
Ryn looks back at his mother and it's like she already knows what is about to
come out in the open.
"Is. There. Or. Is. There. Not. A girl."
The room seemed to shake with his fathers voice.
"No." Ryn says quietly and watches the tears stream down his mothers face.
"Then-"
"I'm gay!" He screams at his father and in an instant he's on the floor. He
doesn't even know what's hit him. His skin stings and his mother is screaming
shoving at his fathers shoulders and everything seems to be happening in slow
motion. Their voices seem to be drowned out by the ringing in his ears. Ryn
touches his cheek, sees his fathers eyes. Sees the guilt growing in them.
His feet carry him. He runs back up the stairs and hears his parents follow
shouting at each other, at him. He doesn't hear what they're saying. He's
locked his door and packed his school bag full of clothes and his phone charger
and he pulls a small piece of drywall back and reaches in to retrieve his
phone. He throws on a hoodie and before his father can bust down the door he is
already out of his bedroom window and out of the back yard. The rain is
beginning to poor down and Ryn remembers it's only thursday.
***** Chapter 12 *****
Ryn is looking out at a street he doesn't know the name of. It's a few blocks
from the schools obnoxiously oversized football stadium and luckily there is a
bus stop with a small shade structure to protect him from any more rain.
He sits at the bench and pulls out his phone.
Ryn listens to it ring a few times before he hears his favorite sound.
"Hey baby boy."
Ryn sighs heavily and feels like he's been holding his breath this entire time.
A nasty sounding whimper claws it's way from his chest and he hears Jace
breathe in sharply.
"Ryn, are you okay?"
"'M lost." He sobs and sniffs loudly.
"Okay-" There's a soft jangle of keys in the reciever, "-can you just tell me
what you see baby?Can you do that for me?"
"I-I'm.."
"Take your time baby boy. Breathe.. It's gonna be okay. I'm coming for you."
Jace sounds so good, he always does.
"I.. Football stadium is down the street and... I'm at a b-bus stop." Ryn's
teeth are chattering and he wants to shrivel up and fly out into the universe
forever. But "You're okay. I'm coming for you. I know where you are.Just stay
on the line with me."
Ryn nods but Jace can't see him.
"Can you tell me what happened?" Jace asked soothingly. When all he got in
responce was another nasty sob he didn't ask again. Only kept telling Ryn it
would be okay and that he was on his way.
Ryn felt dumb for believing he could get by for so long with his parents. With
Jace. His heart ached and Jace was quiet while Ryn cried. When he finally got
to Ryn he had to practically pull him from his position.
"God you're so cold, Ryn. You're shaking!" Jace exclaimed. The heat was already
on in his car, but he cranked it up. "It's nearly ten o'clock, do you know
that? How long have you been out here?"
Ryn shrugs in response and holds onto Jace's hand that was closest to him. Jace
stills a moment and watches him before bringing both of Ryn's hands to his
mouth and breathing hot air against them. Ryn melts into the passenger seat and
closes his eyes. It's a few more minutes like that until Ryn's hands are warm
enough for Jace to be satisfied.
He takes just one of Ryn's hands after he shifts gears and they pull away from
the bus stop. It's like a million unanaswered questions float in between the
two of them in the small space. Ryn has his eyes closed and it feels like
forever before they pull into a driveway. Ryn tenses up and begins to panick
before Jace says. "It's mine... It's okay." Ryn tries to relax, but feels like
his father might pop out of the bushes or something. Ryn has never been to
Jace's house and hates that it has to be like this.
"They don't know... about us if you're worried." Ryn says, his voice is ragged
and Jace seems to relax but looks at Ryn with a pitiful expression. Ryn doesn't
like it so he looks away. "But they know about you, don't they?" Jace asks
softly.
Ryn's body begins to shake hard with each of his silent sobs and at first he
pushes Jace's hands away when he tries to embrace him, but when he gives in and
is engulfed in Jace's warmth he feels safe. He cries and clutches onto Jace
like his life depends on it. Like Jace is his rock. It might be true. But it
feels like too soon to know.
"He hit me." Ryn hears himself say. He feels it after, his chest clenches up
and his heart aches. Jace tanses and his hold tightens on Ryn. Jace begins to
shake. "He hit you?" He sounds livid. Ryn holds onto him tightly. "I-I-I don't
think any of us saw it coming, but he just- And it hurt. I didn't know what to
do, but I had to get out of there. I had to get away-"
Ryn's sobs were getting louder and Jace had begun shushing him, rocking him in
his arms and telling him that he was taken care of. Jace wouldn't let anything
happen to him. "Come on, we need to get you in, you're freezing and sopping
wet."
Ryn hesitates and so does Jace but they release each other eventually. Jace
runs around the car to open the door for Ryn and they climb the steps of his
porch together. "Leave your shoes." Jace mumbles as he unlocks the door. Ryn
toes at the heels of his sneakers, they're tight on his feet from how wet they
are. He takes his socks off too and rolls up his jeans while Jace watches him
from the door way.
Ryn looks up. "Good?" His voice is shaky, but Jace smiles at him. "Yeah... come
here." Ryn crashes into his embrace like a tidal wave and Jace welcomes him
happily. Ryn breathes him in and burries his face in the crook of his kneck as
Jace shuts and locks the door.
"Want me to carry you upstairs?" Jace asks seriously making Ryn snort out a
laugh. "Bridal style, please." Jace grins at him happily in his accomplishment.
Ryn has to kiss his lips. "You're so cold, come on." Jace says in between
returning his kisses. "Follow the leader." Ryn murmurs wrapping his arms around
Jace's waste from behind.
Jace chuckles softly and climbes the stairs with Ryn latched onto him and
rubbing his face into Jace's back. When they step into a bedroom Jace forces
Ryn to detatch. "Take off your clothes." Jace says. Ryn doesn't even hesitate
and it leaves Jace breathless.
Ryn peels off his wet hoodie, his shirt sticking to it and then unbuttoned his
pants. Jace turned away and walked over to a chest-of-drawers pulling a drawer
open and coming back with a pair of sweat pants and a crisp white t-shirt. "You
wanna borrow my underwear or...?" Jace asks. Ryn looks him in the eye and drops
his drawers to the ground.
Jace tries not to look while Ryn pulls the sweats Jace has given him over his
skinny hips. Ryn pulls on the string and ties them never taking his eyes off of
Jace. He takes the shirt and pulls it over his head. Jace is still wearing what
he'd warn to class that afternoon and Ryn licked his lips. "You don't change
when you get home?" He asks.
Jace clears his throat. "I was at the school when you called. Needed to finish
grading tests." Jace explains. "It took you all night?" Ryn asks skeptically.
Jace's face burns. "I was.. and have been a little distracted lately." Jace
explains. Ryn slowly starts to grin. "My dad... He had yelled at me to come
downstairs this afternoon and I was so sure he sounded angry, and that he had
found out somehow."
Jace looked a little worried. "He just told me about how my mom was worried I'd
rebel against them for being strict or something. Asked me a bunch of questions
about graduating and college and... they thought I wasin love with some girl...
or not in love. Or maybe, I don't know." Jace took a deep breath and was about
to say something but Ryn kept going. "He looked... scared almost when I said
there was no 'girl issue'.. My mom she looked like she already knew."
"They usually do." Jace says softly.
"Your mom knew?" Ryn asks. Jace nods. "She used to..." Jace gulps. "Point at
girls in public, and I'd always have my eyes on the boys, or so she said." Ryn
smiles. "What did she do when you told her?" Jace shakes his head. "I was
already out of the house and I brought a friend from college with me to tell
her. She'd thought we were dating... my mom flicked a cigarette in my face and
attacked him..."
Ryn was shaking. "Did it get better?"
Jace shook his head. "She...got lung cancer shortly after. Er.. well she had it
then she just found out too late to do anything about it. Died just weeks after
being in the hospital and I never... I never went to see her."
"Jace..."
"No-.. It's okay. I'm okay about it now. Don't worry about it. That wouldn't
happen to you. Your parents love you." Jace says.
Ryn sighed. "A girl in our church came out to her parents and they sent her off
to some hospital or camp or something. She came back like... like a zombie."
Ryn looked up at Jace in terror. "I don't want to do that." He took Jace's hand
in his desperately. "Do you think-? What if they send me off and brain-wash me
and I forget you and come back-!"
"Ryn! That won't happen. I won't let that happen. I promise." Jace says quick
and reassuring.
"You promise?"
"I promise."
Ryn lets out a breath he seemed to be holding. His stomach grumbles as if on
que and Jace looks bemused. "Have you eaten?"
"Uh... no. Not since lunch. My mom was making dinner when..."
Jace nods. "Come on."
. . .
Jace's house is decently sized. There is blue everywhere. Deep blue, black,
white, grey-it seemed to be the theme going on throughout the house. Jace was
cooking for Ryn while he sat at the dining table with a blanket around him
while he checked out his surroundings. Jace's house was updated and had big,
gorgeous white trimmed windows.
He didn't have any indoor plants which was sad. It looked like Jace was hardly
home.
Ryn flinched a little when Jace sat a big bowl of mac n cheese in front of him.
Jace frowned a little at that but quickly smiled to cover it. "Bon apetite." He
said softly. Ryn grinned up at him. "Wow thank you chef!" Ryn says
enthusiastically. Jace looks amused as he takes a seat next to him at the table
with his own bowl.
"Do you stay late a lot?" Ryn asks around his first bite. Jace chuckles "No...
only more recently." Ryn tilts his head slightly. "Why's that Mister Rymes."
Jace bites his lip and shakes his head. He takes a bite of his mac n cheese and
chews it before answering. "My interests seem to be captured by a
particularly... exceptional student." He says slowly.
Ryn smirks. "Is this student attractive? I'm getting jealous over here." Jace
snickers. "Oh, yes. The most attractive I've ever seen." Their ankles cross
under the table and Ryn pouts playfully. "But Mister Rymes. How do you suppose
you'll have time for the rest of us?"
"I don't plan to." Jace says. Ryn is suddenly confused and lets it show. He
ends up laughing a "What?" Jace shrugs. "I've been considering a transfer." Ryn
frowns, his brow furrowing and his ankles pulling back as he sits up. "What?"
Jace shakes his head. "It would be to a local school. The same hours only I
wouldn't be..your teacher."
"Is that what this is about?" Ryn asks. "You being able to say you aren't
fucking your student?"
"Ryn-"
"No, I get it. It makes sense. I don't care."
"Ryn.."
"It's just... Gonna be weird not having you there. Not... having you close." He
murmurs.
Jace shoulders sag. "I'll be here Ryn. Right here."
"Are you... Are you trying to let me down easy, or-?"
"No! Ryn- No!" Jace exclaims.
Ryn sighs. "I won't... I won't be able to..."
"Blow me under my desk? There are plenty other places for that." Jace says
trying to lighten the mood, but it only made Ryn angry. "That's not what this
is about Jace. Do you really think I would have called you if we were only
fucking!?" Ryn stands up abruptly, the chair scraping underneath him. "Is
that.. Is that all you think I want you for?" Ryn's eyes are burning.
"No! No, Ryn!"
"Then why would you say that?"
"I was just- God, damn it! Can we just... Just talk about this for a second?"
Jace asks.
Ryn sits back down and burries his face in his hands. "I... I need you. You
know what to do. You're there for me like no one else is and you know just what
to do to-..."
"I know. Ryn, I know. I feel the same way, okay? I just... We can't keep
pretending like this will go smoothely. What happens after you graduate? When
people ask us how we met when we go out in public and run into someone from the
school, what would we say?"
"You want..?"
"You don't?"
Ryn has never seen Jace look scared, but he does now.
"I do. Of course I do, I just... I wasn't sure if you did." Ryn explains.
"Of course- Ryn, of course." They're hands are clasped over the table now and
Ryn just wants to know how they got here.
"We could.." Ryn licks his lips. "We could move away... And I mean if we don't,
who cares? Fuck them. There's nothing wrong with this."
"Ryn... You're underaged. I'm your teacher. There is plenty wrong with this."
"I'm eighteen in less than a month. You're not that much older than me, and
you've only been working at the school for a semester and a half."
"Ryn."
Ryn sighs. "I know... But.. so what? Are you wanting to leave me just for
that?"
"No, of course not, but if I have to?"
"Why would you have to?"
"If your parents found out?"
"Legally I am at age of consent. Legally I could move out if I wanted to. And
also, I am legally an adult in a matter of weeks so I am fully capable of
making my own decisions." Ryn lists off.
Jace sighs. "Done your research have you?"
"Haven't you? I want this to work. You make me happy."
Jace grins up at him. "You make me happy too, Ryn."
"Okay, good. Can we stop talking about this now?" He asks.
Jace nods in defeat and takes Ryn with him back upstairs.
"Tomorrow morning I'm going into work. It wouldn't be smart if I was absent
too."
"I'm missing school? My teacher is telling me to skip?"
"Since when am I a good influence on you?"
"Good point."
"Go to sleep, baby boy."
Ryn falls asleep in a bed cuddled up to Jace, a bruise on his cheek and a smile
on his face.
***** Chapter 13 *****
Ryn wakes up that morning to an empty bed and his first thoughts are what it
was like for Jace to wake up with Ryn in his bed. He's anxious wondering if
Jace was frightened that this was too intimate too fast, but Ryn had to remind
himself that Jace would tell him, and that they could talk about anything.
Ryn had woken up in the middle of the night to use Jace's restroom and when he
came back Jace was sat up in his bed. He looked worried, like he thought Ryn
had ran away from him.
When Ryn climbed back into bed without a word, when Jace relaxed, when
everything felt too quiet; Jace pulled Ryn tighter against him than he had
before and littered kisses over his face. He was careful when it came to Ryn's
bruised cheek, and his kisses there were softer. He kissed Ryn's lips last and
told him that he'd come back for lunch tomorrow. That Ryn could stay as long as
he wanted.
Ryn climbed out of bed when he saw that Jace's alarm clock read ten o'clock.
His stomach was grumbling and he'd like a late breakfast. Early lunch? Brunch.
Ryn smiled to himself and walked into Jace's kitchen. Ryn felt comfortable
looking through each cabinet for what he needed while Jace wasn't home.
It sounded wrong, but if Jace were here Ryn wouldn't touch anything. It would
feel invasive. Now that Jace isn't hear watching over him... Ryn stopped trying
to think and focus on the task at hand. Food.
Ryn managed to find a loaf of bread, an egg crate, and Jace's spice cabinet
above the stove. Ryn had learned how to make these at an early age. They took
little to no effort at all in making, but there was something missing.
It was way too quiet it Jace's house.
. . .
Jace's neighbor, Mrs. Herain, an elderly immigrant woman was peaking nosily
into his yard when he pulled up. More so than usual this morning. Jace usually
caught her on weekends when he went for morning runs. He had always thought it
was some pervy thing she liked to do, or something strange.
But today she spoke to him. "You live alone, no?" She asks.
Jace is too stunned for a moment to answer. "Yes, ma'am." He blurts dumbly when
he realizes she is waiting for him to answer her. "Noise?" She asks shaking her
hand at the house.
Jace looks up and hears music, loud music. Jace furrows his brows at her
wondering how a woman her age can hear that anyway. Her daughter had come by
once and apologized for Mrs. Herain's snooping, told him that she was eighty-
three and getting sassier each day.
"Noise." Mrs. Herain said again with a distasteful tone and a scrunched up
expression while she waved both hands by her ears. Jace nodded and said he'd
take care of it while she shooed him off in annoyance muttering insults in a
foreign language, probably, under her breath as she went back to her own house.
When Jace made his way into the house, slipped out of his shoes and dropped his
keys onto the table; the music was still going full blast. Ryn hadn't noticed
he was in yet. And he was singing. Very, very loudly.
"In me you can confide.. When no one's by your side! Let me be your everlasting
light!" Ryn sings. It's a song by the Black Keys and Jace is surprised that Ryn
knows it.
"Oh baby, can't you see? It's shinin' just for you! Loneliness is over.. Dark
days are through. They're through! Let me be your everlasting light..." Ryn
isn't bad. Jace likes the sound of his voice. But he tries to remember his nosy
neighbor and clears his throat. Ryn jumps and squacks dropping the spatula in
his hand.
"Ohmygawd!"
"Awe, no I liked that little dance you were doing there with the spatula!" Jace
has to talk loudly over the music. Ryn takes the remote from the counter-top
and turns down the stereo.
"You." Ryn glares at him.
"My neighbor knows someone is here now, so... that's wonderful." Jace says
smartly.
Ryn narrows his eyes at him before giving up on replying and rolling them at
Jace instead. Ryn picks up the spatuala and Jace notices the fabric of his
sweatpants strectch over his ass. Jace tries to ignore the growing warmth in
his belly seeing Ryn cooking in his kitchen at all and bites his lip.
It was so domestic and Jace was scared by how much he liked it. He loved waking
up with Ryn in his bed and this? He loved this. "What are you making?" He asks.
Ryn just glares at him over his shoulder.
"Oh, so now you're mad at me?" Jace asks smartly coming up to Ryn from behind
and wrapping him up in his arms. Ryn sighed and mumbled something under his
breath.
Jace took the opprotunity to graze Ryn's ear with his teeth and whisper. "Talk
to daddy."
Ryn groans and leans against him. "Stop it."
"Was it what I said? Or because I scared you?"
"I don't know." Ryn snaps back. "What is it you said again?"
Jace bites into his neck and Ryn makes a sinful noise. A higher pitched sound
that was something in between a moan or a cry. Jace didn't care to think about
it too much, just knew if Ryn did it again he'd be late for work.
"Daddy.." Ryn tried to complain, but sounded completely pliant.
Jace reached over and turned off the stove top. "One of these mine?" He asks.
Ryn nodded slowly.
"I'm sorry if I was sarcastic about my neighbor. She's really annoying."
Ryn snorted. "Never heard you talk shit before, Daddy. 'S different."
Jace grumbled and sucked on Ryn's earlobe in response. Ryn gasped. "Fuck... Can
I-? Can we-?"
"What do you want baby boy?" Jace asks softly sucking at the spot behind Ryn's
ear. Ryn goes completely pliant for a moment and his mouth hangs open at least
thirty seconds before he makes a choked sound.
"That your soft spot?"
Ryn whimpered. "Stop embarrassing me."
One of Jace's hands glides down Ryn's abdomen an drifts over where he's
hardening in Jace's sweats.
"You smell like me." Jace whispers. Ryn whimpers. "Love the way you smell,
daddy."
Jace grunts and his hips rut against Ryn's ass. Ryn gasps. "Ohmy-"
"God?" Jace murmurs against the back of his neck.
Ryn turns around in Jace's arms and kisses him hard. Jace returns the kiss
grabbing hold of the back of Ryn's thighs and lifting him up. "Mark me up,
daddy. Wanna see you on me for weeks." Ryn moans, his hips grinding against
Jace's stomach.
Jace is confused for a moment. "What do you want, baby boy?"
"Leave bruises on me." Ryn says and then Jace drops him down on the couch. Ryn
reaches up to unbuckle his belt, but Jace pushes his hands away. Ryn looks sad
and confused, and a little scared.
"You want me to hurt you? I can't put my hands on you like that-"
"No. No, daddy. Give me hickeys." Ryn explains.
Jace shakes his head. "I can't leave marks for people to see and ask questions-
"
"Who says they have to see them?" Ryn asks. Jace is mildly confused before Ryn
pulls his shirt over his head. Jace's eyes widen comically and Ryn grins up at
him.
"What's the matter? You've sucked on me before." He says lowly.
Jace groans. "Fuck, baby."
***** Chapter 14 *****
Right when heart rates are escalating, and breathing is getting harder, Ryn and
Jace are rudely interupted by a loud ringing coming from Jace's back pocket.
Jace isn't late for work, he'd hardly gotten to the house before-
"I don't know this number."
Ryn had been sighing exasperatedly while Jace pulled out his phone. And now he
was on his elbows staring terrified at the number on Jace's phone screen.
"That's.."
"Ryn...who is it?"
"Dad! That's my dad. Holy shit."
"How do you think...?"
Ryn took the phone out of his hand and took a deep breath. "I'm scared what if
answering makes this worse?"
"I don't know... What do you think you should do?" Jace asks.
For a moment Ryn stares at him wide-eyed. No one had ever asked him what he'd
thought. What he felt.
"Dad?"
The line was quiet for a moment before-
"Oh my god."
His dad sounded so relieved, like he'd actually been up all night looking for
Ryn. But Ryn didn't see that happening. Had always pictured his father as this
emotionless man that only wanted Ryn to do what his father thought that he
should. And now here he was.
"I was so worried, Aaryn!" His father says. Jace can hear him and goes a little
tense. Ryn looks at him like he is confused. His father has never fret over
him, only his mother. Jace takes his hand and nods reassuringly.
"I'm safe." Ryn responds monotone. Jace cringes a little at the way Ryn sounds,
the way he looks. Ryn cringes himself.
"I got this from the phone company if you're wondering. But before you hang up
in my face, I never read any messages. Your mother wouldn't let me. Said it was
an 'invasion of privacy'. My argument was that you were too young to have that
kind of privacy. Especially having scared us so badly. You've been gone more
than twenty-four hours. If you hadn't answered..."
His father would have called the police. Ryn's jaw clenches.
"I'm glad that you're okay, son. And I know how this whole thing works, believe
it or not." His father goes on.
Ryn sighs. "How's that, dad?"
Jace's grip on his hand tightens and Ryn closes his eyes. Can't believe he's
talking to his father on Jace's phone. It feels so... weird.
"You aren't going to want to come home to us... Well, to me." His father said.
Ryn realizes another reason why his father would hesitate to call the police.
There are around three major reasons actually. One of them being Ryn's age.
Another that Ryn wouldn't have liked that at all and would be even more
reluctant to come home. The last, and most important, being that Ryn's father
had struck him and Ryn was at the age where he could press charges. Whether his
mother was with him or not.
His father could go to jail, or even prison. It was up to Ryn.
"I'm okay with giving you a little time staying over at your friends house."
Friend. Ryn cringes at the word. "As long as you can agree to call me, and come
back when you feel more... obligated." Obligated? What the fuck is wrong with
him?
"Dad, you of all people have the least leverage in this situation. You didn't
call the police for reasons you and I both know of, including my boy-friend.
The only thing I should be obligated to do right now is to press charges
against you." Ryn bites out.
Jace stands and wraps his arms around Ryn pressing firm kisses against his
neck.
"You can't say that to me Ryn, I'm your father! I-! Your mother and I both, we
care about you. We want you to be safe, here at home with us! Where we know
that you're safe. Please, reconsider what you're saying son." His father is
talking to him in a way he doesn't recognize. He sounds scared, pleading.
Either he really cares about Ryn's well-being, or he just wants Ryn to be back
in his control where he can't tell anyone about the black and blue work done on
his cheek.
"I-..." Ryn isn't sure what to say next. Something to make his father angry?
He'd read the texts and try to find out where and who Ryn was with, no matter
what his mother did. If he said he'd come home he'd have to go back into
potentially dangerous environment. He didn't know what his father had waiting
for him.
"Please just say you'll consider it? You don't have to decide now. It's okay,
son. You can call me tonight and come back tomorrow morning- I'll cancle all my
meetings! We can talk about all of this-!"
"That worked out so well last time, didn't it?" Ryn grumbles. His dad takes a
moment to respond. "I'm sorry, Aaryn. I'm so sorry. You know I'd never hurt
you. It was in the heat of the moment. I-... There is no excuse. I'm sorry."
"When I come back... If I do. What's going to happen in the heat of the moment
when I tell you that I'm gay and there is nothing that can change that. No god
or priest or camp can save me from being myself? Who's to say you don't kill me
the next time?"
"Don't say that, Aaryn! I'm your father. I wouldn't so much as touch a hair on
your head, and you know that! I know what's good for you. I've been there for
you since before you were even born. God can't save you from being yourself
son, but I can." He presses.
Ryn closes his eyes. "You're saying that you would oppress me from being who I
really am to please your own selfish needs of fulfilling your public image and
expectations?"
His father chokes up. "You sound-... Who have you been hanging around to talk
to me like that? Like I'm some sort of.. evil dictator?"
"You kinda are... Were." Past tense.
His father takes in a sharp breath. "Ryn."
"I don't want to be around you at that house until I know you've calmed down. I
don't want to be hurt by you again." Ryn says. Jace is kissing his shoulders
now. Ryn's eyes are burning and he knows he is about to cry.
"Then we can talk! We can meet for lunch! Your mother and I can pick you up
from school tomorrow and we can all be together."
"I don't even have my book bag-"
"I can bring it to you! Just tell me where you are!"
"Dad! No! That is so not happening."
"Then... What do you want? Tell me what to do. Your mother won't even look at
me, son."
Ryn recognizes what he couldn't before in his fathers voice. He was sad. That
day-dream of an expression he had on his face back in his office talking about
how he and his mother first met. It seems that it might have vanished
completely now.
"Tell her I forgive you." Ryn says softly. Jace stills from behind him. "And
tell her the two of you needed the alone time anyway. Take her to dinner, see a
movie. I don't care. Just never call this number again. Delete it. He's not
being drug into this mess."
"But he already has hasn't he? You're at his house after all." His father
implies.
Ryn grits his teeth. "Because he's the only one I trust right now." Ryn fires
back before hanging up the phone.
"Block his number." Ryn mumbles. "I can't- well... I can believe he would go
through my phone with the phone company and call you up because he is
relentless." Ryn rubs his hands over his face and sighs. "That was so
exhausting." He shakes his head. "I need my own phone. I need a job, a car. I'm
such an idiot-"
"Hey, don't be so hard on yourself." Jace says softly.
Ryn looks up at him, tears streaming down his face. "Maybe it's all my fault
and-"
"No! No, Ryn. Don't say that." Jace says and wraps Ryn up in his arms like a
protective blanket.
Ryn sighs and holds on tight. Moments pass by like this before Jace says he
should probably be heading back now. Ryn lets him go and wipes his face dry not
meeting Jace's eyes. Jace already has his keys in his hand and his shoes back
on when he turns to Ryn and says
"I should have realized sooner why I love you."
Ryn's heart stops a moment, and he can't believe what he's heard. Before Ryn
can even respond Jace is out of the door and headed back to the school Ryn used
to dread attending. He can't even remember why now.
***** Chapter 15 *****
Chapter Notes
     Enjoy this sweet intermission b4 I start back up with more smut.
     (Because I have daydreamed about this scene and idaf if you were
     asking for it or not ;)
When Jace made it home that afternoon his neighbor was there again, but she
wasn't paying him any mind anymore. Instead she was pruning her rose bushes. It
was four PM but Jace chose to not think about it. Jace could picture her buying
spy gear to listen to other people's conversations in their houses. The thought
was almost laughable, if he hadn't been in a very illegal relationship at the
moment he might have laughed.
Walking in Jace immediately noticed the scent of lemon cleaner. The floor was
shining like someone had gotten on their hands and knees and scrubbed it
completely clean. After kicking off his shoes at the door Jace went into the
living room. It was spotless, rug vacuumed and the flatscreen above the
fireplace looked completely dust free. The fireplace itself looked as if
someone swept it of soot. 
Jace made the mistake of looking up the stairs. They were just as clean, the
wooden railing shined in the light at every angle. Jace chose not to even step
into the kitchen; instead going upstairs to his bedroom. There in his bed was a
young ginger man who seemed to be passed out from exaustion, a crease on his
forehead and in between his brows. Jace sighed at the sight of him.
He loosened his tie and threw it at his dresser, not bothering to notice or
care if it landed anywhere near it. Ryn was lying on his stomach on the bed,
hair messy and hands under the pillow his head laid on. Jace took a moment to
watch him, but shortly after started feeling creepy.
He climbed onto the bed at Ryn's feet and made his way up from in between his
legs. When Jace reached his torso he placed his weight on his hands on each
side of Ryn. He stayed there and leaned down to place soft kisses at Ryn's
neck. Ryn didn't even twitch an eyelid at that. Jace wondered for a moment if
he was a heavy sleeper.
The shirt Jace let Ryn wear was discarded onto the floor nearly under the bed.
Jace wonderd, for a moment, how he had managed that before placing kisses along
his shouders. Ryn sighed in his sleep and seemed to relax a little, to which
Jace smiled. He made his way down the arch of Ryn's back and startled a little
when Ryn whispered "'M ticklish..." He looked up to see Ryn's sleepy eyes open
and watching him.
"Did you clean all day?" Jace asked. Ryn barely shrugged, his eyelids drooping
a little before his mouth opened and he yawned. Jace couldn't handle how
fucking attractive Ryn was sometimes. "Was wigging out. I tend to go on
unconscionable cleaning rampaiges. That or I freak and black out and run away.
I only say that because of what happened when... you know. I also rant and
blubber and talk to much like I'm doing right now."
Ryn's voice sounds rugged, and his eyes are closed most of the time he's
talking, but Jace just listens and kisses his back. He rubs at Ryn's sides with
his hands and Ryn takes a deep breath in and out when he finishes bloviating.
"Were you upset over me saying that I loved you?" Jace asks without fear
because he knows even if Ryn is a runner, he would never run from him. But Ryn
tenses up at him asking. Jace decides to ignore it and suck a bruise into Ryn's
right hip-the back of it anyway.
Ryn tenses more, but in a good way. He relaxes once Jace's teeth release his
skin. Ryn's lips part only to release a shudder, so Jace speaks words for the
both of them. "It's okay not to feel the same way, I need you to know that. And
if you're afraid to admit it because of how everything is hanging by a thread I
understand that. But I don't want for you to worry over us. I'm firm. I'll
always be here unless you ask me not to be. And in all honesty if you said you
wanted to stay forever, or that we could both pack up and leave together right
not. I'd never be able to deny you of anything you asked of me."
Ryn's eyes are closed, but Jace can feel his pulse and his shaky breathing. Ryn
is scared.
"It's okay to be afraid." Ryn's eyes open to Jace's and he smiles. "Whatever
happens it won't be me who gives up or leaves or shouts at you, I promise."
"And if he sends me away?" Ryn asks shakily.
"I'll find you." Jace responds automatically.
"This isn't a fairytale, that isn't how life works, Jace. My father isn't going
to lock me up in a tower and I'm not going to let my hair down for you to
rescue me."
Jace snorts.
"I'm serious." Ryn chokes up. Jace's heart clenches in his chest, but he can't
say anything because-
"I love you." Ryn whimpers. "And I think you know that. I think my father
knows. And I think as soon as I set foot back into that house it's going to be
a prison for me, or he's going to send me away to some christian camp to scare
me or brainwash me into being straight! And I don't think you'll be able to do
anything about it!"
Jace can't tell him not to say that, not to think it because, Ryn is crying and
nearly shouting "I'm terrified of being in love for the first time and it being
ripped away from me because of bad timing. I didn't know it would get so...
intense!"
Jace isn't even sure what he could say anymore. Ryn wipes his face clean. "I'm
so tired of running from my problems, Jace." He croaks. Jace buries his face in
the arch of Ryn's back and just breathes in the smell of his skin. Jace doesn't
know where he'd be right now if he didn't have Ryn here with him. Jace knew
from the very first day he'd seen Ryn in his class that this wouldn't go
smoothly.
Jace had never been in love, but when he'd first listened to Ryn as he spoke...
it was over for him. He had fallen so quickly and was terrified to admit it,
but Ryn had been there that day with him. He'd craved Jace's kiss just as much
as it seemed Jace had craved his and he cracked because in Ryn's sinfully sweet
voice he'd said Jace's name. And there was no going back from what they had
done. No going back from what they had said to each other.
"Jace...?"
Jace looked up when he realized he was crying. His tears were falling over
Ryn's sides and Ryn was watching him in concern, his own eyes red from crying.
"Can you just kiss me?" He asks in only a whisper, but Jace is immediately
kissing his damp skin.
***** Chapter 16 *****
Ryn wasn't sure how he felt. There is an immense ache in his chest and he isn't
sure from what. The fact that Jace loved him back maybe just as much as Ryn
loved him, or maybe even more? Or maybe it was the fear that was eating him
down to his very bones? Ryn knew this feeling he was having wasn't a good one.
But Jace's lips against his skin were making the ache go away.
"I love you." Jace whispers into his skin. Ryn sighs and lets his eyes fall
upon the angel in bed with him. The afternoon glow against Jace's shoulders and
neck make Ryn weak and he can stop watching as if he is in a trance.
Jace is running out of skin to kiss and suck bruises into. He takes the fabric
of the waistband of Ryn's sweats in his fists and looks up at Ryn for
permission. Ryn nods without motor functions. He's in a daze watching Jace,
feeling him...
Jace's tongue meets the crevice above Ryn's ass and Ryn gasps in pleasant
surprise. His dick is hardening against Jace's mattress and he tries to grind
down for a little friction, but Jace holds his hips still. Ryn releases a whine
like a child told no in a candy store, but Jace is looking at him like his
answer to that is a resounding 'no'.
Ryn sighs and relaxes. Jace places a soft kiss to his ass cheek in commendment.
Ryn's eyelids are heavy, but he keeps his focus on Jace while he spreads his
cheeks. They both breathe in at the same time and their eyes meet when Jace
goes down on him. Jace's tongue is extended and it flattens against Ryn's
entrance giving a hard lick. Ryn whimpers loudly and fist's Jace's pillow, his
jaw clenches awaiting something even more torturous next. Jace surprises him
again though, placing a gentle kiss to Ryn's most senitive and protected area.
Jace had done this before, of course. But Ryn didn't think he'd ever get used
to someone else touching him like this. Even though it was only Jace. The
person that Ryn trusted most. With his life, even.
Jace slips his tongue in and Ryn releases a gurgled noise. Jace moans softly
hearing it, but whispers for Ryn to relax. Ryn listens, takes a deep breath an
loosens his tightened muscles. It only makes Jace's next movement that much
more instense. He hadn't told Ryn that he was going to, but he slipped the tip
of his middle finger into Ryn's entrance. He'd done it so swiftly it choked Ryn
up, his hips rutted against the mattress, against Jace's finger making it slip
in deeper.
Ryn gasped and buried his face into the pillow to muffle his embarrassingly
loud keen. Jace shivered, his composure slipping a little at how Ryn was
reacting to his touch. "I'm sorry, I should have warned you-" Jace started,
kissing Ryn's cheeks and nipping at them with his teeth.
"No, daddy.. It's okay. I want you- I want you so bad, please. Do what you
want." Ryn was pleading, rocking his hips a little aginst Jace's hand, his back
arching off the bed until Jace's long finger was fully inserted. He was
slipping out of Jace's control and Jace had to reel him back in. But Jace
didn't really want to. He watched as Ryn rubbed his face against Jace's pillow
and moaned uncontrollably.
It seemed Ryn was used to his own fingers. Maybe not knowing what was going to
happen next excited him a lot more. Jace tried to snap himself out of it, but
then Ryn started rocking back, soft pants of 'More. More. More.' were leaving
his lips and Jace was finding it harder to regain control. But somehow he
managed to make his voice sound leveled when he said "That's not how you ask
politely, baby boy."
Ryn keened into the pillow again, trying to settle down and stop moving his
hips. Jace was pleasantly surprised by how well that worked. Ryn really
listened to the comands Jace gave him. It turned Jace on so damn much.
"Please, daddy. Please, feed me your fingers." Ryn's voice barely made it above
a whisper and Jace tried not to choke because the way that Ryn fucking sounded.
Jace's cock was already rock hard and pulsing between his thighs, his balls
felt tight and he was pretty sure pre-cum was soaking up his briefs.
"Fuck, baby." Jace did just as Ryn asked and added the tip of his ring finger.
Ryn tensed up for only a moment. Jace didn't have to relax because, he was
already trying to. "Your fingers are so much bigger than mine, daddy." Ryn
panted as his body went pliant, but his back stayed arched. Jace tried to shut
out his heavy breathing while his fingers stretched him out. Jace wanted to
stretch him out with his cock in all honesty and every second it was getting
harder not to say fuck it and stuff Ryn's ass.
And with the way Ryn was looking at him with his big green eyes, so dark with
lust; he looked... so fucking ready for anything Jace would give to him.
"Are you thinking about fucking me?" Ryn whispers, and Jace's heart skips in
his chest and he tries to breathe because "Yes.." and how does Ryn even know
that. "I can see it on your face. You look... worried." Ryn answers without
even needing to be asked and Jace feels at his limit.
"You know you don't have to do everything I ask... If you think it's too much,
too fast; then I trust you, daddy." Ryn says softly. He sounds so little but at
the same time he sounds like he knows Jace's heart and intentions. And Jace
just fucking loves him so damn much.
"Do you want it?" Jace asks cautiously. Ryn's eyes close for the first time as
if he cant help it and he rocks back on Jace's fingers, a gutteral moan
slipping from his throat. Jace can't fucking breathe. "Yes, daddy." Jace has to
put his head down, and Ryn's ass cheek cusions the fall. Jace kisses there and
everywhere else, bites and fucking licks because he's about to lose his shit
completely.
Ryn grows restless after a minute and starts rocking back against Jace's
fingers making them go deeper. Ryn cries out, but starts a rhythm like he can't
wait for Jace to take a breather. "Daddy..." Ryn pants out and Jace can't
fucking handle it. "It's okay. I can take it." Ryn insists, but Jace is fucking
terrified that he is only saying that to make him feel better. To make him feel
like it's okay. And it's not.
"I don't think I can." Jace murmurs, bites hard to leave a mark on Ryn's ass to
distract him. But right after Ryn is done crying out her glares at Jace. "That
hurt." Jace kissed around the swelling skin. "Thought you wanted me to mark you
up?" Jace asks smartly. Ryn groans out of both frustration at his snarky
boyfriend, and out of pleasure because he can't seem to stop his hips rocking
back on Jace's long fingers. And when Jace curls them-
Ryn's mouth falls all the way open, only a small choked sound that's barely
even audible coming from his throat. Jace watches as his eyes roll back and his
body goes into short spasms and each time Ryn lets out the same choked sound,
but it just gets quieter. Then after a moment Ryn's eyes close and he starts
sobbing. Jace freaks out for a moment and shouts "Ryn!" But Ryn just rocks his
hips violently and keeps crying. "More!" He shouts, his voice hoarse and
cracking. "Fuck me, fuck me!"
Jace is in shock a moment longer, but quickly snaps out of it because, wow.
This is a whole other level of fucking sexy.
Ryn is crying and all Jace can do is take hold of his hip trying to settle him
down. "Fuck, baby boy. Lemme-" Ryn sobs loudly when Jace adds another finger,
and Jace is terrified until Ryn is moaning relentlessly. Jace tries curling his
finger again because last time it seemed to shut him up. And it works. It works
too well actually because Ryn goes completely pliant after a minute, breathing
heavily, his body spasming and shuddering and-
"Fuck, I came..." Ryn says hoarsly. He starts crying again, but it's different
this time. It still seems out of pleasure, but he rolls over and Jace can see
how much cum has coated Ryn's stomach and the bed. Jace's eyes widen comically
and he breathes out a "Holy shit..."
***** Chapter 17 *****
The tip of Ryn's cock is red and pulsing and his thighs keep shaking, but no
more cum is leaking. It's like Ryn is completely drained of it at the moment.
Well, seeing as there is so much covering Jace's bed sheets and the smooth skin
of his stomach.
"Fuuuuuck, baby." Jace groans. Ryn's voice is shaking like he's cold, but he's
sweating all over. Jace can't take his eyes off of him. "You m-made me- fuck!"
Ryn closes his eyes, body still convulsing, but in smaller quantities now. Jace
notices his balls are pulled up a little tight under the base of his cock and
his mouth goes completely dry because, how is Ryn not soft right now?
"You look so fucking-.. Uughh..." Jace groans again and Ryn watches him
smiling. "That sounds good." He mumbles pulling his knees up. He spreads his
legs and places his hands on his inner thighs and they spasm under his touch.
"Ugh.." Ryn seems to grumble but he's smiling. "I have never ever came so hard
in my life, daddy."
Jace suddenly feels so damn proud of himself, but his cock is twitching between
his legs and Ryn is watching him like he want's to gobble him down and eat him
alive. "C'mere, daddy." Ryn puts his hands up from between his thighs to beckon
him by curling his fingers. Jace climbs over to him and slots himself between
his thighs. Ryn pulls him closer and kisses him rough and dirty with tongue and
teeth. Ryn is moaning into his mouth and Jace can't help but to moan back
because he didn't know one person could be this god damn sexy.
But then Ryn starts to unbutton his shirt. As soon as he can Ryn slips his
hands into Jace's shirt and touches his skin. Jace sighs and can't help but to
let his eyes flutter a little because when Ryn is touching him it feels like
he's floating out to the moon.
And then Ryn's hands find his belt, pulling it off impatiently and attacking
the button of his slacks. "You're so hot." Ryn whimpers. "I love your slacks
and dress shirts. Make me wanna- hnngh!" Jace had rutted his hips against Ryn's
ass and it seemed Ryn couldn't take it. "You're so thick. If I can't even
handle you in my mouth how-" Jace pants hotly against the skin of Ryn's neck
and shoulder, leans down to such a dark bruise into the skin just below his
collar bone.
Ryn grunts in response and rips Jace's pants open. "You know what I want." Ryn
whispers.
Jace nods, but he can't look Ryn in the eye. Ryn grabs Jace by the jaw and
pulls him in for another dirty kiss, but this one is slow and teasing. "I can
handle it. And if I can't I will tell you, no matter what. I'm not trying to do
this for your pleasure. If I was you would have fucked me on your desk
already."
Jace groans at that, his hips rutting against Ryn's ass again. This time it was
involutary, and this time there were less layers between them. Ryn keened
loudly feeling the base of Jace's cock rub against his entrance. "Lube. Lube,
now." Ryn grunted.
"Thought I was the one who gave the orders." Jace teased him. It was all he
could do with all the words Ryn spoke swimming around in his head. That this
wasn't for Jace's pleasure only. Ryn really wanted this. And if he couldn't
handle it he would be sure to let Jace know. And Jace couldn't argue with that
because, he wanted to be inside of Ryn just as badly as Ryn wanted him to be.
And then Ryn was reaching blindly behind himself for the drawer of Jace's night
stand, but his arms were too short to reach. So, Jace reached out and opened
the drawer coming back with a small bottle in hand. "How'd you know it would be
in there?" Jace asked teasingly.
Ryn's face flushed uncharacteristically. Jace was suddenly nervous that he'd
asked the wrong question, but then Ryn whimpered. "I might have been
snooping... a little. I was just curious!" Ryn defends when he sees Jace
grinning at him mischievously. "Mhm..." Jace sounds out and Ryn sighs pulling
Jace's hips against his and grumbling out. "Just... curious about where you'd
get off when we'd..." Jace releases a completely open-mouthed moan. "Where did
you?"
"My bed." Ryn says immediately, his voice sounding weak. "Sometimes I'd be
desperate enough just from thinking about you-" Jace moans again and Ryn gulps
"-that I'd be in the school bathroom, or in the shower." Jace buries his face
in Ryn's neck for a moment before pulling back and saying "Teachers restroom.
And my car once during lunch break." Ryn's jaw dropped and he moaned loudly
once the image was in his head. That was so hot.
"That's way hotter than mine." Ryn whines. Jace grins "Are you kidding?
Picturing you trying to squeeze one in between classes and cumming fast enough
from the thought of me is supreme spank bank material." Ryn guffawes and covers
his face in embarrassment when he snorts. "Oh, god! Spank bank? Really?" Jace
grins down at him, his eyes shining at this brilliant boy. "I love you." he
says suddenly, his heart racing when Ryn turns serious and looks him in his
eyes when he says. "I love you... idiot." They laugh shortly together before
their lips and breaths mingle again.
Jace soon gets rid of his clothes noticing that somehow Ryn's sweats and briefs
had ended up across the room. Ryn ogled at Jace's naked body for the very first
time and Jace was a little nervous that he wasn't good enough, but Ryn said
"God, it's like you just keep getting more perfect inside and out and I can't
fucking handle it."
Jace smiles at him and climbs back onto the bed with him. Ryn stares at him
from where he rests between his thighs. "Your cock. Jesus, fucking christ." Ryn
breathes out resting his weight on one elbow so that he cant reach out and
touch Jace's chest . "Love your chest hair too. So fucking hot." Jace was
insecure about his hair because a lot of people didn't like that, but Ryn was
staring at him in a way Jace couldn't understand.
"Is it weird that I wanna know what you'll look like years from now too. Like,
I wanna be there for that, you know?" Ryn asks sounding more nervous near the
end and licking his lips whilst watching Jace's expression. But it never
changed from the admiration he had towards Ryn. He nodded "I understand
completely." he said. And Ryn took a sharp breath at the seriousness of what
that meant. His heart was trying to beat out of his chest.
Jace leaned down to kiss him again and the back of Ryn's hand slipped from his
chest to wrap around the base of his cock. Jace grunted as Ryn's hand jerked
him at a tauntingly slow pace. Ryn pulled gently and Jace moved his hips. The
tip of his cock pressed against Ryn's puckered hole, and Ryn went completely
pliant. His head rolled back on his shoulders and he sighed while Jace paused
and nudged at his entrance. A low groan was coming from Ryn's chest until he
opened his mouth.
"Feed me, daddy. Want you to cum in me." Ryn said in a low whisper. Jace choked
on a moan and pressed against him more heavily. Ryn's mouth fell open and
stayed like that. Jace watched as his eyebrows furrowed the farther he pushed
the tip in. He was moving so slowly that he was starting to break sweat. 
"Good?" He panted at Ryn and Ryn just keened. "Move, daddy." Jace shook his
head 'no' and kept the slow pace as he pushed in. Ryn grunted, his legs lifting
and his heels pressing into Jace's ass cheeks forcing his hips to move
forwards. Ryn choked on his own moan then, his hips rutting up a little.
"C'mon, daddy, I need you." He nearly whispers. Jace has to sigh trying not to
lose his composure, but his head drops anyway and all he can see and feel is
Ryn's entrance stretching around him.
Jace doesn't remember lube. Didn't notice Ryn lather it on his hand before he
jerked Jace's dick. It must have been warm. Ryn must have warmed it up on his
skin before touching Jace. The thought made Jace feel so cared for and he let
out a groan. Ryn gasped and Jace realized he'd snapped his hips up.
"I'm so sor-" Jace was cut off by a high pitched sob and Ryn telling him to-
"Shut the fuck up, ohmygod! Do it again!" Ryn demands and presses his heels
against Jace's ass again, but Jace listens anyway and snaps his hips. He's
nowhere near the base of his cock yet, but Ryn's eyes are rolling back and he's
going silent. Jace's throat releases an involuntary rugged breath and Ryn's
eyes snap back on him. "So fucking hot, daddy. Need you so bad, please-" Jace
grunts. "Fuck, Ryn. How are you taking me so well?" Ryn keens. "Been
practicing." He responds. Jace's jaw drops picturing Ryn riding his fingers
just to prepare himself for Jace's cock.
He groans loudly and snaps his hips again now starting a smooth pace and
sliding a little bit deeper with every thrust. Ryn is a mess, pulling his hair
and tweaking his nipples. Jace grunts and grips the back of Ryn's thighs
pushing them up a little. Ryn's head is thrown back and he cries out. Jace
can't fucking handle how perfect he is. What is he going to do with himself?
With this gorgeous boy in front of him?
"I could cum again just from how good you feel. I don't even have to touch
myself." Ryn blubbers hoarsly. Jace's head rolls back on his shoulders and he
picks up his pace at Ryn's words. Ryn covers his mouth and squeezes his eyes
shut. Jace slows back down. "Is it too much, baby?" He asks but the only
responce he gets is heels digging into his ass and Ryn sobbing loudly. Jace
pushes in a little deeper and leans down to kiss Ryn quiet.
Thing was though, Ryn only got louder; crying into Jace's open mouth and
licking into it hot and thorough. Jace moans back into his mouth and Ryn's
heels dig in further. "Fuck me, daddy!" Ryn grunts out and bites at Jace's lip
roughly. Jace is one thrust away from being all the way inside of Ryn and It's
getting harder for him to keep his shit together. He sits back up and breaths
heavily and stopping his pace to push the rest of the way in slowly.
Ryn goes completely silent for a moment before he breaths sharply, his eyes
watering. "Too much, too much!" He sobs, biting his lip. Jace pulls out
quickly, but not all the way. He doesn't want to hurt Ryn. Ryn gasps for
breath. "Kiss me!" Jace leans down immediately and attaches their mouths. Ryn
basically eats him up. Jace moans and apologizes, but Ryn just shakes his head.
"Hump me.. slow." Ryn gulps out breathlessly.
Jace moans uncontrollably loud and does as Ryn tells him to. And when Ryn's
eyes roll back and his body begins to shake Jace knows it's okay and Ryn feels
good. Really good. Jace is close and can feel his thighs aching, his stomach
tightening along with his balls. Ryn's eyes roll back slowly but surely and he
groans with every rough thrust. "You feel fuckin unworldly." He says sounding
so filthy Jace had to lean down a moment and lick into his mouth just as dirty.
Ryn's mouth opened for him and his body seemed to relax, his heels leaving
Jace's backside. "Ugh..." He sounds out and Jace replies with the same sound.
He picks up his pace a little and Ryn's eyes roll back again, his whole body
shaking whilst his back arched up off the bed. Jace groaned out a loud
"Fuuuuughck.." As he came deep inside of Ryn's ass. He gave a few more rough
thrusts and Ryn tipped over the edge cumming on his stomach silently.
Jace's thrusts turned slow and gentle before he pulled out just swift enough so
that it wouldn't hurt as much. Ryn made a choked sound, his eyes closed before
soft whimpers left his throat as his body shook from orgasm. Jace was rubbing
Ryn's inner thighs and telling him how good of a boy he was and how well he
milked Jace's cock. Ryn was sobbing and pulling at his hair, his nipples red
and irritated, but his cock soft and his stomach twitching.
Jace watched him in a daze while he came down from the highest he'd ever been.
No words could explain how he felt for the boy that's legs were wrapped around
him. His eyes were still closed, but he was muttering something under his
breath and Jace had to lean closer to hear "I love you. I love you. I love you.
I love you."
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