#rydom

It had been a long day for both Ryan and Dominick. The two had grown more and more confused about their situation, and Ryan wasn’t entirely sure what he was thinking anymore. He loved Dominick, and he believed him over some psychopath.. but he couldn’t shake that fear that she was telling the truth. ‘No,’Ryan thought as he shook his head to bring his thought out of that set of mind, he couldn’t risk thinking that way and ruining what both he and Dominick had worked so hard for this past month. He traced back to the first time they’d met, how reluctant Dom had been to accept him.. how he’d almost ruined everything with a kiss but how easily everything had been fixed the next day. Then he thought about Scarlet, and how he’d almost lost everything over such a silly mistake. But that was just how he was then, so tempted by the taste of flesh that he didn’t think twice about it. He brought his eyes to a close and the thoughts vanished, and became replaced with images of he and Dom, in much happier times. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he opened his eyes and stared at the attics ceiling. “Fuck..” he thought with that smile still on his face, “I’m in love..” of course he knew this already but it was still a wondrous thought.

     For Dominick the whole ordeal that they were in was his fault, he’d befriended a girl named Leah and she seemed to be sweet, welcoming even. Dominick took a liking to her fairly quickly and then things took a bitter turn. After he’d spent the night with her, she seemed to believe that they were something other than friends, which wasn’t the case. Dominick brought his hands to rest on his stomach where she’d stabbed him, the wound wasn’t there anymore but the frightening thought of her wielding a knife at him had been enough to keep the memory of the wound fresh in his mind. A shiver ran up his mind at the thought, he’d never wanted to hurt anyone. It had surprised Ryan when he ended up defending her, but he felt as if he had no choice. Everyone started calling her crazy, insane because she stabbed him but Dominick had done the same thing.. to someone innocent and pure. He bit his bottom lip as his mind took him back to that day, the day he’d ruined everything without a second thought. He knew that he was insane too, he and Leah were cut from the same cloth and for that he could not hate her or even be too upset with her.‘Crazies have to stay together..’ he thought with a scowl on his face as he rolled his eyes, and rose from his seat on the sofa and made his way to the attic, where he knew he’d find Ryan without fail.

    So as he made his way up the stairs, he began to think what he would say. Dominick’s mind was always this way now, nervous and all over the place. He never worried about pleasing anyone before, but ever since Ryan entered his life he was scared about messing up anything. It seemed that the more he worried, the more he messed up but of course, he couldn’t help this ever growing habit. He made it up the stair and to his surprise the attic door was closed, but he stretched his arm up and pulled down on the string to bring the ladder down once it was down and ready, he began to climb up the creaky steps. He was always scared that they might break under his weight, they never did of course but that didn’t soothe the anxiety he felt over it all. “Why was the attic door closed?” He asked once his head popped up through the entrance, he pulled himself up wiping his hands on his trousers as he walked over to Ryan, “How come you’re not listening to your record?” One look at the brown haired boy and Dominick could tell that he wasn’t at all happy with him, and for that he didn’t blame him. Ryan was seated next against the left side of the attic, opposite of the spot where the bed was placed. He was seated in that defensive posture the two were so famous for, Dominick hadn’t seen him seated that way in a while now and he felt as if he was being shut out but he wasn’t going to just give up, so he took a seat on the bed. A slight squeak escaping the mattress as he took a seat.

“I came up here in the hopes of being alone..” Ryan finally said.

    ”I can go,”

“Don’t.”

    ”Alright.”

    They shared a silence then, and it made both of them feel uncomfortable. They say that you know you’re in love, when you can share a silence and be perfectly comfortable within that enveloping quietness. So one could only imagine what two young souls who believed they were in love were thinking in that point of time, Dom then turned his attention to Ryan and he began to take notice of his face. That roundness of his nose, that small curve on his upper lip that matched so well with Dominicks every time they kissed, how long his lashes were as they gently brushed against his skin when he blinked. He noticed the slight darkness that was beginning to form under his eyes from the stress that the past days had brought upon him, and for that Dom felt guilt. “Why are you staring at me?” Ryan asked as he took note of Dom’s eyes trailing his every feature. Dom turned away then, and instead fixated his gaze on the floorboards. He began to notice every slight crack, and every clump of dirt, he felt sad then because Ryan had never questioned him about his staring before.. and he had been grateful for that until now. “You’re just beautiful.. that’s all,” Dominick said as he turned back to face the other man. There was so much truth in that sentence, because to him Ryan was the most beautiful person he’d ever come across.

Ryan then got up from his seat on the attic floor and walked over to Dom, staring down at him as he brought his blue hues to meet his brown ones. “I’m sorry.. I’m just, I’m just angry.” He really was, and he felt horrible that he’d taken it out on Dominick not matter how slight the harshness was. He wasn’t used to feeling upset since he was so well known for being happy all the time. But how could he keep up that facade when so much seemed to be going wrong? He ran his fingers through his hair, letting out an exasperated sigh before he spoke again. “I hate her Dominick.. I think I honestly hate her. That crazy bitch..”

“Don’t call her that,” Dominick said raising his voice a bit. He didn’t want to start an argument but he hated hearing him call Leah that. Even though the two weren’t friends anymore he still felt sorry for her, because he was sure if he hadn’t killed himself.. he knew everyone would be calling him that as well for his past crime. “Her name is Leah, call her Leah, not a cra-“

“Why are you defending her?”

Ryan spoke, no he was yelling at this point. He couldn’t believe that after everything, Dominick wasn’t taking his side on this. He felt like tearing his hair out when he heard Dominick telling him to not call her any bad names.

“Because she’s sad Ryan! I was sad too..”

“This isn’t about you!”

    ”You don’t have to yell at me!” Dominick said as he began to feel the stinging of tears in his eyes, regretting coming up here.

“I’m angry! I want nothing more than to just smash her against a wall or.. kill her anything. She’s making me go mad Dom..” It was then that Ryan too began to feel the warm sensation of tears in his eyes.

    ”Take it out on me then.. do it.”

Ryan’s eyes soften then, the mere idea of ever hurting Dom was enough to make his heart break. But he soon began to feel that anger creep back, because he knew he was only saying this to defend her.. he was doing all of this because of her. He began to trail his eyes along the attic, and he began to think of all the warm memories he and Dom had created here and how easily they seemed to evaporate into nothing more. It was as if he was watching his entire world fall apart, that world he had created along he and his lover. “You really want me to do that, take my anger out on you?” But before Dominick could answer Ryan was on top of him, his arms were brought over his head and he was being held down. He could feel the strength Ryan was using to keep him down, and it both scared and excited him. His eyes were trailing his face again, and those beautiful features became rough instead of soft and welcoming. Dominick was about to try and pull away, or transport himself somewhere but then he felt Ryan press his lips against his own.

    Ryan’s tongue slipped through Dominick’s lips and that’s when Dom knew where this was heading and he let it. He then felt Ryan loosen the grip he had on his wrists as he brought himself to settle between Dominicks legs, and made his hips began to grind against his. Which made a moan leave Dominick, and he could feel a smirk against the kiss from Ryan who then lifted himself off of Dominick and removed his shirt, and then tore the one off of Dom then brought himself down on his again kissing from his lips to his neck, that’s when Dominick expected him to slow down, to gently bite down like he’d always done but instead he bit down with force. Which made Dominick silently yelp at the pain he felt, he bit down on the inside of his lower lip as he felt him bite down on another part of his neck before he sucked on the skin, tugging roughly which made Dominick wince. He knew he’d be bruised there, he wasn’t used to Ryan being this way, and he wasn’t entirely sure if he was enjoying himself. But the warmth that began to spread through his body let him know, that he liked this aggressiveness, and he wanted it to continue.

It was as if Ryan was reading his mind, because the next this he knew he was being pulled up by his shoulder as Ryan got off of the bed and stood in front of him, he then began to unbutton his jeans, pulling them down and then completely off. He then took a hold of the back of Dominick’s hair, taking such a tight grip that it made Dom shut his eyes in pain before he could open them again. “Open your mouth,” he heard Ryan speak and so he did. Ryan then filled his mouth, and Dom did was he usually did, moving his head in bobbing motions though it seemed to not be his choice how fast or how rough he did it since Ryan still had a hold of him and was making either speed up or slow down as he pleased. But Dominick didn’t really care as long as he could hear those moans that escaped him with ever swift motion he made. He brought his hand to then wrap around his cock, so he could wank him off as his tongue began to run up and down his length.  

    Ryan’s head was brought back as a loud moan escaped him, his entire body felt hot and he just felt full of lust. He finally pulled Dominick off of him when he knew he wouldn’t be lasting much longer if he kept that up, he noticed Dominick’s hands trail down to the button of his trousers and he began to unbutton them pulling them off of him without Ryan’s order and that pleased him. Because it showed just how much Dominick still wanted him, even if it was just in the physical sense. He brought his finger to press down on the red marking that was on his neck, Ryan wasn’t the kind who enjoyed these sort of things, but he liked seeing them on Dom because he knew he had caused them.. because Dom was his and no one elses. He then noticed that Dominick had removed his trousers and Ryan took a hold of his shoulders again and turned his around, making sure that he was on all fours on the bed as Ryan pulled his trousers down.

This time he gave him no warning, and he didn’t whisper to him that it would all be okay he just began to press himself into him. Struggling at first, he noticed the way that Dominick began to grip the duvet, and he knew it was hurting him but this time he didn’t slow down. He leaned down and continued to push himself into him, trying to go as fast as possible. “Ryan..” he heard the slight whimper from the other man but he ignored him and kept going until he was filling the younger man and then he began to thrust himself into him, taking a hold of his hips to push himself deeper and deeper into him with each movement.

He leaned down and pressed a kiss to the back of his neck, kissing down his back which caused Dominick to shiver. Ryan then brought one of his hands to the back of Dominicks neck and he began to push his head down, bringing his arse up to make it easier for him to push himself into him. Dominick could feel every inch of him, and the feeling was amazing.

    The first time they’d done this they made sure they were gentle with one another, but this time there was no holding back. It was lust, mixed with anger and the pure hatred for another person and they somehow turned those bitter feelings into pleasure. Dominick then brought his own hand to wrap around himself as he began tugging himself off as Ryan continued thrusting himself into him. After a few moment Ryan began to feel that pressure in the pit of his stomach, and he knew he’d me coming soon. He stopped and settled himself better, he pulled out and then thrust himself back into Dominick, which made him moan in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Hearing that quivering moan made Ryan lose himself, he dragged his fingernails down Dominick’s back as he finished off in him. His breathing being heavy as he pulled himself off, keeping a hold of Dom’s hips for a while as if it was the only thing keeping him up. He finally let go and let himself fall on to the bed, he felt weak.

He’d released any bad feeling, he then felt Dom lay next to him and he brought his arms to warp around him. He then felt sorry for the bruising on his neck, and the scratches on his back.. he brought him close and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips wiping some of the sweat from his brow as he looked into those mesmerizing ice blue eyes, “I love you so much.. so fucking much.” he said as he shut his eyes, his breathing returning to normal again.

“I love you too, Ryan.”

“I’m sorry for being rough..”

Dominick had gone down to the basement to retrieve a board game, he’d been wanting to play one with someone for literally years now and now he was happy he had Ryan to do this with. He’d trailed his fingers along the dusty boxes trying to decide which one would be fun, and he finally picked one that sounded the most familiar to him which was Monopoly, he was always hearing about the students playing it and how much fun it was so he went along with it. He then brought it upstairs to the attic and set it up on the floor, near the record player so he and Ryan could listen to music as they played. “I don’t get it.. I don’t wanna be the banker you do it,” Dominick said with an irritated tone in his voice, though he was just doing it playfully. “I don’t want to do it either!” Ryan said as he passed all the colourful bills back to Dominick. That’s when Dominick moved the game board out of the way and pounced on Ryan, pinning him to the floor so that he couldn’t move, a smile on his face as he settled his body to rest atop of his.

“You’re ruining my board game experience..” He said doing that pout that always ended up making Ryan do whatever it was he pleased.

“Don’t pout at me,” Ryan said as he lifted his head up and placed a kiss on Dominick’s lips before allowing his head to fall back upon the floor, “Fine let me go and I’ll be the damn banker, but you owe me.” Ryan said, as soon as he felt Dominick loosen his grip he took advantage of it by jumping on him and pinning him down just like had been done to him. The laugh that left Dominick brought a sort of warmth to run through Ryan, he hardly ever heard him laugh and he was happy that he could be the cause of such a rare thing. “Cheater,” Dominick said with a playful tone. Watching him act like a kid was one of the best things for Ryan, Dominick was always on the defence with everyone and everything, even with him at times. It was almost as if he was scared even the air he was breathing would hurt him, so seeing him act so innocent and free was something, that in all honesty, both of them treasured. Both for different reasons of course.

“Yet you still love me,” Ryan said as he let him go and sat back on the floor, watching as Dominick got up and dusted himself off, “Why don’t you take off that jumper, it’s not cold and I already know what’s on your arms and neck? You don’t have to wear it around me”

“I do love you,” Dominick said with a smile as he propped himself up, though that smile fell as he shrugged his shoulders, “I’m not sure, I guess I’m just used to wearing it.. I’ll take it off now if you want me too,” He didn’t wait for an answer instead he gripped the bottom of his jumper and pulled it up over his head, wearing the jumper was a habit he was trying to break anyway so he really didn’t mind. Ryan watched as Dominick took it off, his eyes trailing down and he bit his lip when he noticed the way Dominick’s shirt rose up, revealing a small amount of skin, as if he was teasing him without even realizing it. When his shirt rose up, he was able to notice how well his jeans hugged his hips and it made him want to tear them off his body.

“There,” Dominick said and Ryan tore his gaze having it land back on the board game, before looking back at him, so it didn’t seem as if he’d been staring this entire time. “You look a lot better this way,”Ryan said with a smile as he scooted closer to him, running his hand down the skin of his arm and looking. There weren’t any new scars on his arms and he was happy about that. Dominick smiled as he took a hold of his hand and leaned into Ryan, placing a kiss on his lips. It made him feel warm inside when he kissed him and he felt a slight blush begin to form on his face when he felt Ryan’s hand trail up the back of his shirt, stopping in the centre of his back. Ryan then laid down, bringing Dominick down with him. Dom then brought his lips to trail down to the skin of Ryan’s neck, which caused Ryan to let out a soft moan. Ryan then parted his legs and Dominick placed himself between them, grinding against Ryan as he continued kissing along the bruising of his neck, his hands running down his sides as he began to bring up his shirt.

Ryan took his hand out from Dominick’s shirt and wrapped one of his arms around him, bringing his free hand to tangle up in his hair, “Don’t tease me babe..” he said in a low tone, as Dominick then bit down on his neck and began sucking on the skin. Even though Ryan should have been used to this by now, but the biting still excited him and he allowed his head to tilt back as his eyes closed, the tugging of his skin causing him to gasp. He knew there would be another mark there, but he didn’t care, he liked the fact that people would know he belonged to Dom and only Dom, and that Dominick belonged to him and only him. It was strange to feel this possessive over someone, but he couldn’t help it. He opened his eyes when he felt Dominick kiss the mark he’d left, and he let out a groan when he got off of him.

“Bed time?” Dominick said as he rose from the floor, stretching his hand out for Ryan to help himself up with.

“You’re such a fucking tease,” Ryan said as he took the other boys hand and brought himself up, dusting off the seat of his trousers.

“Yet you still love me,” Dominick said as he pulled his shirt off, just then he felt Ryan hug him from behind placing his lips on the back of his neck as he began to speak, his lips brushing against his skin as he spoke, “I do love you, want me to show you how much?” Ryan said in a seductive tone as he began to slide his hands down Dominick’s chest, stopping at the brim of his trousers.

“I’m tired,” Dominick said in a whisper as he turned around and brought his own arms to wrap around his lovers form, “I didn’t have a nap like you did.. so bed time?”

Ryan smiled as he placed a kiss atop of Dominick’s head, “Fine.. it’s bed time then.” The two then began getting ready for bed, removing all their clothing except their pants before getting under the duvet. Ryan opened his arms and Dominick settled himself in his grasp, he shut his eyes and began listening attentively to Ryan’s heart beat. He drifted off into a sound sleep in no time, and Ryan watched him. They’d joked about it earlier, about how it was creepy to watch the other sleep but Ryan didn’t care. He watched Dominick’s features, just like Dom always did when he thought that Ryan wasn’t paying attention. He watched how the tip of his nose rounded a bit, and he watched the way his lips were parted and how they curved in the ends ever so slightly. He paid close attention how dark his hair looked contrasting against the paleness of his skin, how long his eyelashes were.. and in that moment Ryan felt himself fall deeper in love with him.

“I love you Dominick,” he whispered as he brought his head to rest atop of the other boys as he pulled him closer to his body. Ryan then shut his eyes and once more began paying attention, he listened to Dominick breathe and it soothed him until he too was in a relaxing slumber.

Dominick was the first to wake in the morning, he opened his eyes to meet Ryan’s closed ones. A smile began to form on his face as he leaned in and pressed their foreheads against one another, and placed a kiss on his lips to stir him awake. The motion bringing memories back from Halloween,“Good morning” he said in a low tone, as to not disturb the quietness that came with the morning hours. He watched as Ryan’s eyes began to flutter open, and he was reminded how truly beautiful he was. “Morning,” Ryan said with a smile on his face as he pressed a kiss on Dominick’s nose. Dominick then leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips, which Ryan returned while pressing their bodies together.

“Show me how much you love me,” Dominick said when they parted bringing his ice blue hues to meet Ryan’s delicate brown ones. Ryan then leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on Dominick’s lips, it was soft and it made Dominick’s heart flutter. He felt as Ryan began to shift until he was atop of him, his hands slid down Dominick’s sides and soon his lips began to trail down his jaw, to his neck and shoulders. Brushing a gentle pattern on his skin, which caused a slight moan to escape Dominick. These motions weren’t lustful, and they weren’t causing his body to beg for more, instead they brought entirely new emotions to flood him and he knew this wasn’t just sex to him anymore.

He felt Ryan’s hand begin to pull his pants down, and Dominick’s brought his hips up a bit to let him slide them down with ease. He watched as Ryan did the same with his own. He leaned down again pressing his lips against Dominick’s, and he bit down on his lower lip gently before he let go and then brought his tongue to slide into Dominick’s mouth. The kiss made Dominick’s body run hot, and his heart was beating so fast over such an innocent gesture, he ran his fingertips down Ryan’s back enjoying the feel of his skin against his own. The feel of Dominick’s touch made Ryan shiver, he brought his own hands down to rest on Dominick’s hips and he began to line himself up without breaking the kiss.

Slowly he began to push himself into Dominick, but he heard a slight whimper escape him and that’s when he leaned away from him for a bit and looked down at him. It was strange how vulnerable he looked, they’d done this before but he’d never really noticed that.. just how vulnerable he was being with him, how much he trusted. He then felt Dominick’s hand on his face, as he pressed his cheek against his palm and then continued on. Pressing himself into him until he was filling him, the tightness around his member making him grow all the more excited. He then began thrusting himself into Dominick, but not as rough as previous times.

Ryan brought his hands to dig under Dominick’s back, bringing his body up slightly to allow him better access. Dominick moaned as his hands began to grip the duvet, he could feel every inch of Ryan deepen into him and it was amazing. They weren’t going as fast or as rough as they’d been going and Dominick appreciated this, because he was able to feel more of him and that was all he’d ever want. To have all of him, forever. Dominick brought his own hand to wrap around himself as he began to thug along with Ryan, wanting them to share their climax.

Soon Ryan began to feel that push on his abdomen, telling him he’d be done soon. So he slowed down wanting to enjoy these final moments of ecstasy. He pressed himself into Dominick as he lowered his body and placed a kiss on his chest, brushing his lips upward until they met his neck and he bit down, gently sucking on the skin as he began to thrust into him again. These motions, mixed in with the sound of Dominick’s moans and the feel of their skin brushing did it for him and he came, a gasp escaping him as he road out his orgasm along with Dominick. He pulled out of him and laid down beside him like he always did, he could hear Dominick panting, trying to catch his breath and he turned to face him a delicate smile on his features as he turned his body to face him as well. Dominick then brought his body close, and rested his head against Ryan’s chest, and Ryan held him. “I love you so much Dominick.. it’s crazy how much I love you.”

“I love you too, more than anyone.. I want to be with you forever..”

“We are going to be together forever, we already promised.”

Dominick was snuggled against the duvet, feeling the soft fabric of the sheet rub against his bare skin. Slowly his eyes began to flutter open as he began to stir awake, the first thing he saw was the floor entrance, and then his eyes traced over the to the paleness of the skin of his arm. He shut his eyes again as he brought the duvet to cover his head, and then brought his hands to his face rubbing ferociously at his eyes to try and shake the sleep away. Dominick was not a morning person; but he had found himself waking up earlier and earlier each day trying to keep up with his lover, Ryan, who to his misfortune was nothing more than an early bird. “Ryan…” he thought as he allowed a lazy hand to make its way to his side of the bed, his brow furrowing when he didn’t feel the warmth of his boyfriends skin. He opened his eyes as he tore the duvet from his face and allowed his gaze to trail the empty spot beside him, this had been the third night in a row he’d woken up without him and it was starting to become very bothersome. Dominick shut his eyes once more as he turned his head to face upward, no longer wishing to remember Ryan’s absence. He’d felt the difference in their relationship since their sudden breakup, how it seemed harder to speak to one another, how they never spent quality time together, they hadn’t listened to their album in what seemed ages, and the lack of sex was starting to also take its toll, though that wasn’t as bad as the feeling of longing. The dark haired boy opened his eyes again, and was greeted with the decaying wood of the ceiling, his head turning to the left slightly, trying to make out the strange shapes that seemed to make themselves apparent in the wood. But his attention shifted back to the attics entrance when he heard the creaking of the door being pulled down and the ladder falling downward. “About time…” he thought as he began to pay close attention to the creaking steps, he knew who it was without question; Ryan.

“Oh you’re awake,” Ryan said in a soft tone as he entered the attic, pulling himself up and wiping some loose dirt from his trousers.

“I’ve been awake for a while now,” Dom responded as he sat himself up, leaning his back against the cool wood of the headboard. The duvet slowly slipping off his chest and he crossed his arms to keep his bare chest hidden. Ryan then walked over and took a seat beside the boy, his eyes were facing downward and Dominick did nothing but stare at his profile. He always did this, took advantage of it even, just staring at this beautiful creature. How he envied Ryan, and his flawless features, Dom wasn’t beautiful or at least he didn’t think he was and something inside him knew that no one else though so either. His lips twisted into a strange sort of smirk and he tore his gaze from his lover’s face, he felt a sort of bitter seed being planted in the pit of his stomach and that was something he didn’t need. “Where were you?” he said, as he began to pick invisible lint from the duvet.

“Just downstairs, you were asleep and I didn’t feel like waking you but I felt too restless to stay in bed.” He spoke with a sort of emptiness in his tone, something unfamiliar to himself. He was usually always so happy, too happy, but today was different. Everything felt heavy, the air, his clothes, his heart, nothing was right. He traced his thoughts back to something Dom had told him long ago, about how being sad was just as healthy as happiness, but he knew what he was feeling wasn’t normal sadness. “Sorry…” He said finally as he brought his gaze to meet Dominick’s.

“What for?”

“For not waiting for you to wake up, for basically being so distant these last couple of days.” Ryan’s voice was almost at a quiver but Dominick did nothing to comfort him. He was glad that Ryan felt the same thing he was feeling, that distance that was slowly tearing him apart.

“You have nothing to apologise for,” Dominick said as brought his gaze to meet Ryan’s, those brown eyes of his making him feel weak. Something about the way they held a soft and comforting expression no matter what his mood, made Dominick wish that he too let out a welcoming aura. “This is my fault after all; I know you’re being this way because of the break up…”

“That’s not it…”

“I’m not stupid, Ryan.” Dominick snapped back with a tone that was much too harsh, even for his liking. He noticed the way that Ryan shut his eyes when Dominick spoke as if trying to save himself from the blow.

“I know,” Ryan said as he opened his eyes again, bringing his arms to wrap around himself as he took a look at Dom. He expected him to be angry, but when his brown hues met his ice blue ones he knew he was far from angry. When he looked into those stunning blue coloured eyes he saw hurt, and he saw someone that was sadder than anything else. Ryan remembered when he’d first met Dominick, how stern he was, how he never allowed anyone to see his true self… but most of all he simply saw someone that had grown so used to being alone that they’d forgotten how to let someone in. Ryan had managed to break down that barrier, it took a while, but he’d done it and that was something he was proud of. He knew there wasn’t a base of trust there though, and that was his own fault, but he was working on it. Ryan whom was usually a confidant guy lost all of that when he was around Dominick, he didn’t feel secure about their relationship anymore and he was always scared that he would up and leave at any time, and the sudden break up they had proved that to him and it sent him crashing down; that being the reason why he was being so distant, not himself even. “I’m just scared you’ll leave again… I know you said you wouldn’t, but – It’s just a fear I have now.”

“Now you know how I feel,” Dominick said as he uncrossed his arms and leaned his back off of the headboard, a sort of stickiness had formed there due to the light sweat that had formed on the skin of his back. “I’m scared of losing you… it’s the only thing that scares me, I’m dead nothing should scare me… but knowing that someday I might not have you –“ as soon as those words left his lips he began to feel the slight stinging of tears in his eyes, “It scares the crap out of me.”

As soon as he finished speaking the stinging feeling in his eyes turned to the feeling of tears sliding down his face, and Dominick instinctively brought his hands to cover his face as he tried his best to wipe the tears away. But of course they just kept coming, staining his face and causing his nose to start running, he brought his knees up to his chest but then he felt Ryan’s strong grip on his knee,“Don’t… don’t you dare start shielding yourself from me. Not now.” With that same strong grip Ryan brought Dominick’s knees down, and he scooted himself closer and took the smaller framed boy into his arms. Running his hand down his back, feeling the way he shivered under his touch. Seeing Dominick this way brought tears into his own eyes, but he knew he had to be strong this time. He had to be strong for someone who had been strong for far too long.

“You don’t have to be scared…” Ryan began to speak in a whisper as he brought his chin to rest atop of Dominick’s head, “I’m never going to leave you, ever. I know I’ve been an idiot, believe me… I know.” As he spoke, flashbacks of his cheating occurred, and even though said mistake had happened so long ago, Ryan knew that deep inside it still hurt his love. “I love you so much; I can never imagine myself without you…”

“I love you too; you’re the first person I’ve ever felt this for… I’m never going to leave again.” Dominick spoke in short intervals as he tried to get himself together, though his crying left him trying to catch his breath.

“I believe you,”

“I trust you,” Dominick knew that saying this wasn’t something that was going to be taken lightly, since the first time he chose to trust Ryan it had all fallen apart so quickly. But something in his inner most being told him that Ryan wouldn’t be hurting him anymore, and for once he was going to trust himself and allow the wall he put up to crumble completely. For once he felt free, as if he was breathing fresh air for the first time.

Ryan upon hearing Dominick’s sudden confession made his heart give a leap, he knew he’d gained something back, something that others would never have and much less get a second chance at. He knew he would treasure this, and guard it with everything he had, and as he slowly began to pull away from Dominick, he knew that he was completely and utterly in love and there was no going back from this. He stared down at Dominick’s eyes once more, admiring how truly beautiful he was, and then he leaned in and pressed his lips against his own; something about this kiss feeling different. It was somehow sweeter, ran much smoother and Ryan didn’t really have an explanation for why it felt this way, but he didn’t care. He allowed his lips to move along with Dom’s in such a way that the deepening of it went almost unnoticed. Dominick’s tongue slipping in through his parted lips in such a way that it made a moan begin to itch at his throat as he brought back that hold he had on him before, pressing his bare chest against his own. Then the kiss was broken, and the two were left in a sort of daze. “We should make cake…” Dominick suggested after a while, and Ryan responded with a soft laugh and a shake of his head.

“Sure, why not?” He said as he got up, pulling Dom with him only then noticing that he wasn’t wearing anything but pants, “you should probably get dressed first,” he said with a light blush forming across his face.

“Probably,” Dominick said with a sarcastic tone and a roll of his eyes as he picked up his shirt from the ground, shaking it off before putting it on, he then put on his trousers buttoning then up, “Stop watching me…” he said with a playful tone even though he wasn’t sure if Ryan was staring or not, ‘sorry’ the other boy responded with a stutter, and it made Dominick smile knowing he had that sort of effect on him.

When he was finally fully dressed he took a hold of Ryan’s hand, and began tugging him along to the attics entrance exited for his treat. The two made their way through the empty corridors, it was a school day after all and most of the house was empty, the ghosts were all hidden away as well awaiting their playthings (the students) to return home. When they arrived to the kitchen Dom did what he usually did and took a seat on the counter, he was oblivious when it came to cooking so he always let Ryan take over their cooking needs. “Right… so cake?” Ryan asked and Dom simply nodded his head. His eyes trailed after Ryan as he went through the cupboards and extracted a box of cake mix, a pot of frosting, a bowl, and then from the drawers he took a spoon. “So, the box says I’ll need three eggs some oil and water… alrighty then, mind getting that for me while I preheat the oven?” Once more Dominick just nodded as he hopped of the counter and waked over to the fridge, from it extracting three eggs and setting them on the counter next to Ryan before walking over to the cupboard and taking out the bottle of cooking oil and setting alongside the eggs. He watched as Ryan poured in the cake mixture from the box, then he cracked the eggs before adding the oil. “You didn’t get me the water,” Ryan scolded with a playful smile on his face as he took an abandoned cup from the counter and went over the sink to fill it up. He then poured it right in and began to stir all the ingredients together until all the powdery mix became nothing more but a dirt coloured gloop. Ryan then bent down and opened up the cupboards that were under the counter and from there he took a medium sized cake pan, he then poured in the mixture and once he was done he handed the spoon to Dominick, “Wanna lick the spoon?”

“I don’t want salmonella,” Dominick replied as he set the spoon inside the now empty bowl.

“Like that matters,” Ryan said with a roll of his eyes as he took the bowl along with the spoon and set them inside the sink, he then threw the egg shells away and put the oil back in its cupboard. Once he was done cleaning up, he took the cake pan with the mix and set it inside the oven, when he opened the over door he was hit with a wave of heat which caused him to crinkle his nose up a bit. “Alright the box says to let it cook in 176˚C for about fifteen minutes, can you wait that long?”

“I dunno, I might go insane with hunger…” Dominick said with a smirk settled on his lips as he brought himself to sit on the counter again, his legs swinging off the edge.

Ryan smiled at him and Dominick returned the gesture. He felt happy for once since their break up, and he knew that perhaps, now, everything could be put behind them and they could be allowed to move on from what was bothering them. Dominick was also happy that this was the first time since said break up, that they were spending time together, having a good time like they always do when one is with the other. It was strange how easily this time could be missed, but that was the effects of being in love with someone. For Dom all of this was new, he’d never loved or even liked anyone before, so the initial fear of losing Ryan was there though it was hidden under the feelings of love and infatuation; Ryan on the other hand, had a girlfriend before. He didn’t remember if he’d loved her or not, but something in the back of his mind told him that what he felt for Dom was a onetime thing, and that he’d never felt or would ever feel it again. Ryan walked over to Dominick and stood in front of him, his arms crossed in front of his chest as he stared at him, Dominick looking at him and raising a curious brow, “What?” he asked feeling rather nervous, “Is there something on me?” his gaze lowering to his shirt to check for any stains. He then heard Ryan let out a chuckle and once more his gaze met his, though this time he felt rather irritated. “What is it?” he asked in a tone that made him sound like a spoiled child.

“It’s nothing… I just wanted to have a good look at you, is that a crime?” Ryan asked as he stepped closer to Dominick, hovering over him and admiring his almost fragile features.

“No, I guess not.” Their lips met then, and once more the two sort of drowned in that kiss.

Dominick brought his arms to stretch outward until he took a hold of Ryan’s shirt and pulled him close, he then felt Ryan’s hands on his knees and he spread his legs apart settling himself between them. Dominick brought his arms to settled around Ryan’s waist as he pulled him closer, the older male then began grinding against Dom which made him let out a soft moan, breaking the kiss. Ryan took advantage of that and bit down on Dominick’s lower lip, gently as he pulled away, he then pressed a kiss at the corner of his mouth; kissing downward, below his jaw, the top of his neck and then to side of it. He bit down gently, a sort of smirk settling on his features when he felt Dom’s grip tightened around him as he moved his head to give him better access to the sensitive skin, Ryan then bit down a lot harder before tugging at the skin, sucking on it until he was sure there would be a marking there. “Do you always have to do this?” Dominick asked when he felt Ryan let go of the skin.

“Kinda, but don’t act like you don’t enjoy it,” Ryan said as he pressed his lips back on Dom’s, he took a hold of the brim of his trousers and pulled him closer to him, sliding him off of the counter and turning him around, holding his waist from behind as his fingertips continued to trail at the rim of his pants. “Mind if these come off?” he asked as he started to grind against him again. Dominick could feel his face begin to flush warm as he felt Ryan’s hard member rubbing against him, creating a sort of friction.

“You want to take my trousers off while we’re in the kitchen?” Dominick questioned as he bit down on the inside of his lip, the thought of someone walking in on them as they did this flooding his mind and causing a nervousness to form in his stomach.

“No one’s going to walk in,” Ryan said as if he could read his mind, “The students are in class… and the ghosts don’t usually come out this early, c’mon…” He said as he brought his lips close to Dominick’s ear, speaking in a whispering tone that caused a shiver to run up Dom’s spine, “I want you…” That’s what sent Dominick over the edge and he simply nodded his head as he brought his hands to the button of his trousers, undoing them and bringing them down, “Good boy,” he said as he began doing the same with his own trousers. Ryan then brought his hands to clutch the ends of Dominick’s shirt as he slid it over and off, settling it on the counter and doing the same with his own. Ryan brought his lips to the back of Dominick’s neck, kissing downward, reaching the centre of his back before he began to kiss upward. He could hear the slight gasps coming from his lover and that only pushed him onward. He allowed his fingertips to trail over the smooth skin of his stomach, until he reached his pants and slid his hand in, taking a hold of his member and beginning to tug. Starting slow and getting progressively faster, he then used his free hand to slide down Dom’s pants, his own feeling rather tight; so he stopped what he was doing and brought his own pants down kicking them to the side before leaning down on Dom again, pressing the boys chest against the counter as he brought his chin to rest on his shoulder.

He brought his hands to rest on Dominick’s hips, and began to press himself into him without giving much warning. Dom brought one of his hands to grip at the counters edge as his eyes closed; only allowing himself to relax after the first initial stretch. Ryan then began thrusting himself into him, starting of sort of gently so that he could get used to the feeling, then he began to move a little rougher. He lifted himself off of Dominick and took a tighter grip of his hips as he pressed himself into him, feeling the tightness of him around his member, causing Ryan to let out a pleasurable groan. Dom brought his own hand to wrap around himself, tugging along the Ryan’s movements to assure that he would hit orgasm at the same time as his lover. Dom then let out a very loud moan, and Ryan knew he’d found that spot he was searching for and he made sure to continue to hit that same spot, after a while he began to feel that sort of pressure building up in his abdomen and so he brought one if his hands to Dominick’s member, moving the boys hand and doing the job for him. Ryan was done first, releasing himself into Dom, letting out a gasp and allowing his body to fall limp atop of Dom, but he continued on to bring the other boy into climax. After a few more tugs Dom also came, and he too fell sort of limp atop of the counter. Ryan tried hard to catch his breath, letting out short gasps as he stood up and started collecting their clothes off the ground and counter, he handed Dom his and helped him by slipping on his shirt.

The two then dressed and once more Dom took a seat on the counter, feeling rather weak and tired all of a sudden. He brought one of his hands up to his face, wiping at some of the sweat that had formed under his fringe. “You alright?” he heard Ryan ask, and he simply nodded his head bringing his hues to meet the other boys. A soft smile spread on his features as he made a gesture with his hand and Ryan stepped closer to him, Dominick then pulled him into a hug resting his head on Ryan’s chest, “I love you,” he said as he snuggled up to him.

“I love you too,” Ryan said as he pressed a kiss to the top of his head, “Very much.”

“I’m yours; forever… you realize this, right?” Dominick said as he lifted his head off of his chest, and looked up toward him. Bringing one of his hands to move a bit of hair from his forehead, staring at those features he envied so much, yet found much too beautiful to hate.

“And I’m yours,” Ryan said as he pressed a kiss to the other boys lips.

               I know you and Bear never really got to have your huge RyDom reunion, but I’m sure he would have loved it if you did. So I kinda did it for the both of you, it goes along with that picture I drew for you. I want you to be happy, and smiley, because you of all people deserve it. You’re such a wonderful person, and I don’t think you realise how much you touch people. I really love talking to you, and I’m glad we developed this friendship that we have now. I hope this short RyDom story puts a smile on your face, as you put on mine every day that we talk.

One More Time by Elizabeth Kilan

Dominick awoke to silence, something he never really grew accustomed to.  He’d forgotten how long it had been since he and Ryan broke up, but everyday felt like the first. The pain in his chest was there, and he felt hollow. The only thing filling him was his sadness, memories, and the aching he felt with each subtle movement of his body. He shut his eyes again, using more force than was needed, it caused the small surge of pain to go through his head; but he didn’t mind it. Dominick had never been a morning person, but he was able to enjoy his days and nights, but now being awake for even a second was unbearable. He’d been trying to teach himself how to be alone again, but of course, that too was impossible. The thoughts of Ryan pushed him to open his eyes once more, he knew what he had to do to escape his misery those thoughts brought him. He threw off the worn out duvet he used, and got up from the dusty ground, not bothering to dust himself off, and he slowly almost reluctantly, made his way toward the metal wardrobe that occupied the far corner of the basement.  He knew everything there belonged to Charles, and he also knew he wasn’t allowed to touch his things. But he figured that this was an emergency, and that he would have to deal with the consequences when he woke up from his “sleep”.  

The boy opened up the doors of the wardrobe, and from it extracted a copper coloured box. He stared at it for what seemed ages, his vision had become a blur, and even his arms had begun to hurt from holding it up for so long. “Get a grip… You’ve done this a thousand times,” he told himself as he opened up the box. He reached inside rustled through some of the things inside before he finally found what he needed, a rather sharp blade. “A thousand times before,”He repeated under bated breath as he stared down at the silver blade.  He wasn’t sure why he felt so off about doing this, it wasn’t anything new, and he even enjoyed it at times. But something about it now, felt wrong. “Ryan wouldn’t like this…” he said aloud, “He’d hate me if he knew… he already hates me though so this shouldn’t fucking matter.” He said this with a quiver in his voice, and only then did he realise he was crying. There were warm tears staining his pale cheeks, and his nose was starting to get runny. Dominick hated crying, but he seemed to be doing it all the more often, it was now more of a routine then an action caused by emotion. So he did the same as always, wiped the tears away, composed himself – before finally raising up the sleeve of his jumper and bringing the blade to his arm. He could feel the cold touch of the metal against his skin, and just as he was about to run it down and cut, the basement door opened.

“D- Dominick?” A much too familiar voice said, and that’s when Dominick could feel his blood run cold. He recognised that husky sort of voice, the tremble that mixed in.

               “Ryan?” he questioned as he stood there; unable to move.

But the person didn’t answer, instead they made their way down the stairs, a slight creaking sound could be heard with each step. “Hey,” they finally said and Dominick couldn’t bring himself to do anything but stand there. “I know you probably don’t want to see me here, but I needed to come see you…”

               “Why?” Dominick said.

“Because I miss you, and… I know this is going to sound cheesy but I’ts Valen- Hey, what are you doing?” Only then did Dom remember what he’d been doing, how was he supposed to explain this? Why did he have to? He simply shook his head, shut his eyes once more, and let the blade down his arm. A small little yelp could be heard leaving his lips, because no matter how many times he did this, it never really did get any easier. “What the fuck?!” Ryan yelled, grabbing a hold of Dominick’s thin shoulders and pulling him back toward him, making Dom lose his balance and the grip he had on the sharp metal blade.  “What the hell was that all about?” Ryan asked, a worried tone in his voice and a trembling running through his body.

“Nothing…” Dom said, shaking Ryan’s hands off of him as he brought the sleeve of his jumper down. The cut burning as the fabric brushed against it.

“That was not, nothing.. If you wanted me to leave you could have just said so.”

“Yeah, leave, that’s exactly what I want.”

               “Fine.”

The brown haired boy turned, the sensation of tears beginning to fill the corners of his eyes as he made his way toward the stairs. His mind still filled with the hope that Dominick would tell him to come back, but with each step, the hope dwindled.

               “I do that because you fucking left!”

“What…?” Ryan questioned as he turned around. The hope completely gone and it instead became replaced by guilt.

               “I couldn’t deal being without you.. Angel didn’t help, nothing did. So I came down here, and hid away… and I tried to get myself to just sleep, but you filled my dreams,” as Dominick spoke, he kept his eyes facing downward, “so I started just killing myself. Every day, trying to just forget you.” With that last line, he allowed his gaze to be brought back up, and the look on Ryan’s face was enough to shatter him all over again. The boy looked hurt, broken, but worst of all, Dominick could tell he was in just as much pain as he was, which was something Ryan didn’t deserve.

“I’m sorry,” The younger boy said as he allowed his eyes to meet the others, in that moment he wanted nothing more than to go through with his plan and just off himself. He’d rather be dead than have to deal with the look on Ryan’s face, and the pain that the confession brought; but he knew better.  That’s when Ryan began to step forward, until he was only centimetres away from Dominick.

               “Don’t be…” Ryan said as he brought his arms to wrap around Dom’s figure, a smile on his face as Dominick did the same. “I’ve missed you so much…” Ryan said, his voice as soft as his touch.

“I’ve missed you too,” Dominick said as he buried his face in Ryan’s chest, taking in his scent, running his hands down his back, trying to take in as much of the other as he could before the moment ended.  Ryan then moved back a bit, not letting go. He then leaned in and placed a kiss on Dominick’s lips… and it felt like the first time. His taste was sweet, and as he brought his arms to tighten around Dom, it was as if the breakup hadn’t happened.

               It was as if all those nights of crying themselves to sleep were never true, as if nothing had changed, even though nothing was the same; the two allowed themselves to live in the illusion. When the kiss was broken, the two stayed still, arms wrapped around the other. They didn’t really know what to say or do at this point, but most importantly, they didn’t know where they stood. Dominick brought his blue hues to meet Ryan’s brown ones, and a slight smile creped upon his features. “I love you,” he said without a second thought.

               “I love you too…” Ryan said, a smile matching Dom’s settling on his own features.

The two then separated, and Dominick took a hold of Ryan’s hand. Holding on to him so tightly that the tops of his knuckles began to turn white. He was just scared that if he let go, Ryan would disappear and he’d never see him again, and that was something he didn’t’ think he could bear with; again – so he then began to pull on Ryan’s arm. Tugging him along until they reached the duvet that Dominick slept on. He then took a seat, his hand still having a hold of Ryan.

               Ryan then took a seat beside Dom, and then the two laid down next to each other.

“You know.. I remember you saying you were scared of the basement.”Dominick said a teasing smile on his face.

               “I guess my love you for you conquered that fear,” Ryan said as he poked the other boys side, making him laugh. Something he always loved about Dom, and honestly treasured, was the times that he could make him laugh. It was something rare, and something he just loved to hear- and was happy to have the privilege of making him happy enough.

                I know you and Bear never really got to have your huge RyDom reunion, but I’m sure he would have loved it if you did. So I kinda did it for the both of you, it goes along with that picture I drew for you. I want you to be happy, and smiley, because you of all people deserve it. You’re such a wonderful person, and I don’t think you realise how much you touch people. I really love talking to you, and I’m glad we developed this friendship that we have now. I hope this short RyDom story puts a smile on your face, as you put on mine every day that we talk.

One More Time by Elizabeth Kilan

Dominick awoke to silence, something he never really grew accustomed to.  He’d forgotten how long it had been since he and Ryan broke up, but everyday felt like the first. The pain in his chest was there, and he felt hollow. The only thing filling him was his sadness, memories, and the aching he felt with each subtle movement of his body. He shut his eyes again, using more force than was needed, it caused the small surge of pain to go through his head; but he didn’t mind it. Dominick had never been a morning person, but he was able to enjoy his days and nights, but now being awake for even a second was unbearable. He’d been trying to teach himself how to be alone again, but of course, that too was impossible. The thoughts of Ryan pushed him to open his eyes once more, he knew what he had to do to escape his misery those thoughts brought him. He threw off the worn out duvet he used, and got up from the dusty ground, not bothering to dust himself off, and he slowly almost reluctantly, made his way toward the metal wardrobe that occupied the far corner of the basement.  He knew everything there belonged to Charles, and he also knew he wasn’t allowed to touch his things. But he figured that this was an emergency, and that he would have to deal with the consequences when he woke up from his “sleep”.  

The boy opened up the doors of the wardrobe, and from it extracted a copper coloured box. He stared at it for what seemed ages, his vision had become a blur, and even his arms had begun to hurt from holding it up for so long. “Get a grip… You’ve done this a thousand times,” he told himself as he opened up the box. He reached inside rustled through some of the things inside before he finally found what he needed, a rather sharp blade. “A thousand times before,”He repeated under bated breath as he stared down at the silver blade.  He wasn’t sure why he felt so off about doing this, it wasn’t anything new, and he even enjoyed it at times. But something about it now, felt wrong. “Ryan wouldn’t like this…” he said aloud, “He’d hate me if he knew… he already hates me though so this shouldn’t fucking matter.” He said this with a quiver in his voice, and only then did he realise he was crying. There were warm tears staining his pale cheeks, and his nose was starting to get runny. Dominick hated crying, but he seemed to be doing it all the more often, it was now more of a routine then an action caused by emotion. So he did the same as always, wiped the tears away, composed himself – before finally raising up the sleeve of his jumper and bringing the blade to his arm. He could feel the cold touch of the metal against his skin, and just as he was about to run it down and cut, the basement door opened.

“D- Dominick?” A much too familiar voice said, and that’s when Dominick could feel his blood run cold. He recognised that husky sort of voice, the tremble that mixed in.

                “Ryan?” he questioned as he stood there; unable to move.

But the person didn’t answer, instead they made their way down the stairs, a slight creaking sound could be heard with each step. “Hey,” they finally said and Dominick couldn’t bring himself to do anything but stand there. “I know you probably don’t want to see me here, but I needed to come see you…”

                “Why?” Dominick said.

“Because I miss you, and… I know this is going to sound cheesy but I’ts Valen- Hey, what are you doing?” Only then did Dom remember what he’d been doing, how was he supposed to explain this? Why did he have to? He simply shook his head, shut his eyes once more, and let the blade down his arm. A small little yelp could be heard leaving his lips, because no matter how many times he did this, it never really did get any easier. “What the fuck?!” Ryan yelled, grabbing a hold of Dominick’s thin shoulders and pulling him back toward him, making Dom lose his balance and the grip he had on the sharp metal blade.  “What the hell was that all about?” Ryan asked, a worried tone in his voice and a trembling running through his body.

“Nothing…” Dom said, shaking Ryan’s hands off of him as he brought the sleeve of his jumper down. The cut burning as the fabric brushed against it.

“That was not, nothing.. If you wanted me to leave you could have just said so.”

“Yeah, leave, that’s exactly what I want.”

                “Fine.”

The brown haired boy turned, the sensation of tears beginning to fill the corners of his eyes as he made his way toward the stairs. His mind still filled with the hope that Dominick would tell him to come back, but with each step, the hope dwindled.

                “I do that because you fucking left!”

“What…?” Ryan questioned as he turned around. The hope completely gone and it instead became replaced by guilt.

                “I couldn’t deal being without you.. Angel didn’t help, nothing did. So I came down here, and hid away… and I tried to get myself to just sleep, but you filled my dreams,” as Dominick spoke, he kept his eyes facing downward, “so I started just killing myself. Every day, trying to just forget you.” With that last line, he allowed his gaze to be brought back up, and the look on Ryan’s face was enough to shatter him all over again. The boy looked hurt, broken, but worst of all, Dominick could tell he was in just as much pain as he was, which was something Ryan didn’t deserve.

“I’m sorry,” The younger boy said as he allowed his eyes to meet the others, in that moment he wanted nothing more than to go through with his plan and just off himself. He’d rather be dead than have to deal with the look on Ryan’s face, and the pain that the confession brought; but he knew better.  That’s when Ryan began to step forward, until he was only centimetres away from Dominick.

                “Don’t be…” Ryan said as he brought his arms to wrap around Dom’s figure, a smile on his face as Dominick did the same. “I’ve missed you so much…” Ryan said, his voice as soft as his touch.

“I’ve missed you too,” Dominick said as he buried his face in Ryan’s chest, taking in his scent, running his hands down his back, trying to take in as much of the other as he could before the moment ended.  Ryan then moved back a bit, not letting go. He then leaned in and placed a kiss on Dominick’s lips… and it felt like the first time. His taste was sweet, and as he brought his arms to tighten around Dom, it was as if the breakup hadn’t happened.

                It was as if all those nights of crying themselves to sleep were never true, as if nothing had changed, even though nothing was the same; the two allowed themselves to live in the illusion. When the kiss was broken, the two stayed still, arms wrapped around the other. They didn’t really know what to say or do at this point, but most importantly, they didn’t know where they stood. Dominick brought his blue hues to meet Ryan’s brown ones, and a slight smile creped upon his features. “I love you,” he said without a second thought.

                “I love you too…” Ryan said, a smile matching Dom’s settling on his own features.

The two then separated, and Dominick took a hold of Ryan’s hand. Holding on to him so tightly that the tops of his knuckles began to turn white. He was just scared that if he let go, Ryan would disappear and he’d never see him again, and that was something he didn’t’ think he could bear with; again – so he then began to pull on Ryan’s arm. Tugging him along until they reached the duvet that Dominick slept on. He then took a seat, his hand still having a hold of Ryan.

                Ryan then took a seat beside Dom, and then the two laid down next to each other.

“You know.. I remember you saying you were scared of the basement.”Dominick said a teasing smile on his face.

                “I guess my love you for you conquered that fear,” Ryan said as he poked the other boys side, making him laugh. Something he always loved about Dom, and honestly treasured, was the times that he could make him laugh. It was something rare, and something he just loved to hear- and was happy to have the privilege of making him happy enough.

Dominick was snuggled against the duvet, feeling the soft fabric of the sheet rub against his bare skin. Slowly his eyes began to flutter open as he began to stir awake, the first thing he saw was the floor entrance, and then his eyes traced over the to the paleness of the skin of his arm. He shut his eyes again as he brought the duvet to cover his head, and then brought his hands to his face rubbing ferociously at his eyes to try and shake the sleep away. Dominick was not a morning person; but he had found himself waking up earlier and earlier each day trying to keep up with his lover, Ryan, who to his misfortune was nothing more than an early bird. “Ryan…” he thought as he allowed a lazy hand to make its way to his side of the bed, his brow furrowing when he didn’t feel the warmth of his boyfriends skin. He opened his eyes as he tore the duvet from his face and allowed his gaze to trail the empty spot beside him, this had been the third night in a row he’d woken up without him and it was starting to become very bothersome. Dominick shut his eyes once more as he turned his head to face upward, no longer wishing to remember Ryan’s absence. He’d felt the difference in their relationship since their sudden breakup, how it seemed harder to speak to one another, how they never spent quality time together, they hadn’t listened to their album in what seemed ages, and the lack of sex was starting to also take its toll, though that wasn’t as bad as the feeling of longing. The dark haired boy opened his eyes again, and was greeted with the decaying wood of the ceiling, his head turning to the left slightly, trying to make out the strange shapes that seemed to make themselves apparent in the wood. But his attention shifted back to the attics entrance when he heard the creaking of the door being pulled down and the ladder falling downward. “About time…” he thought as he began to pay close attention to the creaking steps, he knew who it was without question; Ryan.

“Oh you’re awake,” Ryan said in a soft tone as he entered the attic, pulling himself up and wiping some loose dirt from his trousers.

“I’ve been awake for a while now,” Dom responded as he sat himself up, leaning his back against the cool wood of the headboard. The duvet slowly slipping off his chest and he crossed his arms to keep his bare chest hidden. Ryan then walked over and took a seat beside the boy, his eyes were facing downward and Dominick did nothing but stare at his profile. He always did this, took advantage of it even, just staring at this beautiful creature. How he envied Ryan, and his flawless features, Dom wasn’t beautiful or at least he didn’t think he was and something inside him knew that no one else though so either. His lips twisted into a strange sort of smirk and he tore his gaze from his lover’s face, he felt a sort of bitter seed being planted in the pit of his stomach and that was something he didn’t need. “Where were you?” he said, as he began to pick invisible lint from the duvet.

“Just downstairs, you were asleep and I didn’t feel like waking you but I felt too restless to stay in bed.” He spoke with a sort of emptiness in his tone, something unfamiliar to himself. He was usually always so happy, too happy, but today was different. Everything felt heavy, the air, his clothes, his heart, nothing was right. He traced his thoughts back to something Dom had told him long ago, about how being sad was just as healthy as happiness, but he knew what he was feeling wasn’t normal sadness. “Sorry…” He said finally as he brought his gaze to meet Dominick’s.

“What for?”

“For not waiting for you to wake up, for basically being so distant these last couple of days.” Ryan’s voice was almost at a quiver but Dominick did nothing to comfort him. He was glad that Ryan felt the same thing he was feeling, that distance that was slowly tearing him apart.

“You have nothing to apologise for,” Dominick said as brought his gaze to meet Ryan’s, those brown eyes of his making him feel weak. Something about the way they held a soft and comforting expression no matter what his mood, made Dominick wish that he too let out a welcoming aura. “This is my fault after all; I know you’re being this way because of the break up…”

“That’s not it…”

“I’m not stupid, Ryan.” Dominick snapped back with a tone that was much too harsh, even for his liking. He noticed the way that Ryan shut his eyes when Dominick spoke as if trying to save himself from the blow.

“I know,” Ryan said as he opened his eyes again, bringing his arms to wrap around himself as he took a look at Dom. He expected him to be angry, but when his brown hues met his ice blue ones he knew he was far from angry. When he looked into those stunning blue coloured eyes he saw hurt, and he saw someone that was sadder than anything else. Ryan remembered when he’d first met Dominick, how stern he was, how he never allowed anyone to see his true self… but most of all he simply saw someone that had grown so used to being alone that they’d forgotten how to let someone in. Ryan had managed to break down that barrier, it took a while, but he’d done it and that was something he was proud of. He knew there wasn’t a base of trust there though, and that was his own fault, but he was working on it. Ryan whom was usually a confidant guy lost all of that when he was around Dominick, he didn’t feel secure about their relationship anymore and he was always scared that he would up and leave at any time, and the sudden break up they had proved that to him and it sent him crashing down; that being the reason why he was being so distant, not himself even. “I’m just scared you’ll leave again… I know you said you wouldn’t, but – It’s just a fear I have now.”

“Now you know how I feel,” Dominick said as he uncrossed his arms and leaned his back off of the headboard, a sort of stickiness had formed there due to the light sweat that had formed on the skin of his back. “I’m scared of losing you… it’s the only thing that scares me, I’m dead nothing should scare me… but knowing that someday I might not have you –“ as soon as those words left his lips he began to feel the slight stinging of tears in his eyes, “It scares the crap out of me.”

As soon as he finished speaking the stinging feeling in his eyes turned to the feeling of tears sliding down his face, and Dominick instinctively brought his hands to cover his face as he tried his best to wipe the tears away. But of course they just kept coming, staining his face and causing his nose to start running, he brought his knees up to his chest but then he felt Ryan’s strong grip on his knee,“Don’t… don’t you dare start shielding yourself from me. Not now.” With that same strong grip Ryan brought Dominick’s knees down, and he scooted himself closer and took the smaller framed boy into his arms. Running his hand down his back, feeling the way he shivered under his touch. Seeing Dominick this way brought tears into his own eyes, but he knew he had to be strong this time. He had to be strong for someone who had been strong for far too long.

“You don’t have to be scared…” Ryan began to speak in a whisper as he brought his chin to rest atop of Dominick’s head, “I’m never going to leave you, ever. I know I’ve been an idiot, believe me… I know.” As he spoke, flashbacks of his cheating occurred, and even though said mistake had happened so long ago, Ryan knew that deep inside it still hurt his love. “I love you so much; I can never imagine myself without you…”

“I love you too; you’re the first person I’ve ever felt this for… I’m never going to leave again.” Dominick spoke in short intervals as he tried to get himself together, though his crying left him trying to catch his breath.

“I believe you,”

“I trust you,” Dominick knew that saying this wasn’t something that was going to be taken lightly, since the first time he chose to trust Ryan it had all fallen apart so quickly. But something in his inner most being told him that Ryan wouldn’t be hurting him anymore, and for once he was going to trust himself and allow the wall he put up to crumble completely. For once he felt free, as if he was breathing fresh air for the first time.

Ryan upon hearing Dominick’s sudden confession made his heart give a leap, he knew he’d gained something back, something that others would never have and much less get a second chance at. He knew he would treasure this, and guard it with everything he had, and as he slowly began to pull away from Dominick, he knew that he was completely and utterly in love and there was no going back from this. He stared down at Dominick’s eyes once more, admiring how truly beautiful he was, and then he leaned in and pressed his lips against his own; something about this kiss feeling different. It was somehow sweeter, ran much smoother and Ryan didn’t really have an explanation for why it felt this way, but he didn’t care. He allowed his lips to move along with Dom’s in such a way that the deepening of it went almost unnoticed. Dominick’s tongue slipping in through his parted lips in such a way that it made a moan begin to itch at his throat as he brought back that hold he had on him before, pressing his bare chest against his own. Then the kiss was broken, and the two were left in a sort of daze. “We should make cake…” Dominick suggested after a while, and Ryan responded with a soft laugh and a shake of his head.

“Sure, why not?” He said as he got up, pulling Dom with him only then noticing that he wasn’t wearing anything but pants, “you should probably get dressed first,” he said with a light blush forming across his face.

“Probably,” Dominick said with a sarcastic tone and a roll of his eyes as he picked up his shirt from the ground, shaking it off before putting it on, he then put on his trousers buttoning then up, “Stop watching me…” he said with a playful tone even though he wasn’t sure if Ryan was staring or not, ‘sorry’ the other boy responded with a stutter, and it made Dominick smile knowing he had that sort of effect on him.

When he was finally fully dressed he took a hold of Ryan’s hand, and began tugging him along to the attics entrance exited for his treat. The two made their way through the empty corridors, it was a school day after all and most of the house was empty, the ghosts were all hidden away as well awaiting their playthings (the students) to return home. When they arrived to the kitchen Dom did what he usually did and took a seat on the counter, he was oblivious when it came to cooking so he always let Ryan take over their cooking needs. “Right… so cake?” Ryan asked and Dom simply nodded his head. His eyes trailed after Ryan as he went through the cupboards and extracted a box of cake mix, a pot of frosting, a bowl, and then from the drawers he took a spoon. “So, the box says I’ll need three eggs some oil and water… alrighty then, mind getting that for me while I preheat the oven?” Once more Dominick just nodded as he hopped of the counter and waked over to the fridge, from it extracting three eggs and setting them on the counter next to Ryan before walking over to the cupboard and taking out the bottle of cooking oil and setting alongside the eggs. He watched as Ryan poured in the cake mixture from the box, then he cracked the eggs before adding the oil. “You didn’t get me the water,” Ryan scolded with a playful smile on his face as he took an abandoned cup from the counter and went over the sink to fill it up. He then poured it right in and began to stir all the ingredients together until all the powdery mix became nothing more but a dirt coloured gloop. Ryan then bent down and opened up the cupboards that were under the counter and from there he took a medium sized cake pan, he then poured in the mixture and once he was done he handed the spoon to Dominick, “Wanna lick the spoon?”

“I don’t want salmonella,” Dominick replied as he set the spoon inside the now empty bowl.

“Like that matters,” Ryan said with a roll of his eyes as he took the bowl along with the spoon and set them inside the sink, he then threw the egg shells away and put the oil back in its cupboard. Once he was done cleaning up, he took the cake pan with the mix and set it inside the oven, when he opened the over door he was hit with a wave of heat which caused him to crinkle his nose up a bit. “Alright the box says to let it cook in 176˚C for about fifteen minutes, can you wait that long?”

“I dunno, I might go insane with hunger…” Dominick said with a smirk settled on his lips as he brought himself to sit on the counter again, his legs swinging off the edge.

Ryan smiled at him and Dominick returned the gesture. He felt happy for once since their break up, and he knew that perhaps, now, everything could be put behind them and they could be allowed to move on from what was bothering them. Dominick was also happy that this was the first time since said break up, that they were spending time together, having a good time like they always do when one is with the other. It was strange how easily this time could be missed, but that was the effects of being in love with someone. For Dom all of this was new, he’d never loved or even liked anyone before, so the initial fear of losing Ryan was there though it was hidden under the feelings of love and infatuation; Ryan on the other hand, had a girlfriend before. He didn’t remember if he’d loved her or not, but something in the back of his mind told him that what he felt for Dom was a onetime thing, and that he’d never felt or would ever feel it again. Ryan walked over to Dominick and stood in front of him, his arms crossed in front of his chest as he stared at him, Dominick looking at him and raising a curious brow, “What?” he asked feeling rather nervous, “Is there something on me?” his gaze lowering to his shirt to check for any stains. He then heard Ryan let out a chuckle and once more his gaze met his, though this time he felt rather irritated. “What is it?” he asked in a tone that made him sound like a spoiled child.

“It’s nothing… I just wanted to have a good look at you, is that a crime?” Ryan asked as he stepped closer to Dominick, hovering over him and admiring his almost fragile features.

“No, I guess not.” Their lips met then, and once more the two sort of drowned in that kiss.

Dominick brought his arms to stretch outward until he took a hold of Ryan’s shirt and pulled him close, he then felt Ryan’s hands on his knees and he spread his legs apart settling himself between them. Dominick brought his arms to settled around Ryan’s waist as he pulled him closer, the older male then began grinding against Dom which made him let out a soft moan, breaking the kiss. Ryan took advantage of that and bit down on Dominick’s lower lip, gently as he pulled away, he then pressed a kiss at the corner of his mouth; kissing downward, below his jaw, the top of his neck and then to side of it. He bit down gently, a sort of smirk settling on his features when he felt Dom’s grip tightened around him as he moved his head to give him better access to the sensitive skin, Ryan then bit down a lot harder before tugging at the skin, sucking on it until he was sure there would be a marking there. “Do you always have to do this?” Dominick asked when he felt Ryan let go of the skin.

“Kinda, but don’t act like you don’t enjoy it,” Ryan said as he pressed his lips back on Dom’s, he took a hold of the brim of his trousers and pulled him closer to him, sliding him off of the counter and turning him around, holding his waist from behind as his fingertips continued to trail at the rim of his pants. “Mind if these come off?” he asked as he started to grind against him again. Dominick could feel his face begin to flush warm as he felt Ryan’s hard member rubbing against him, creating a sort of friction.

“You want to take my trousers off while we’re in the kitchen?” Dominick questioned as he bit down on the inside of his lip, the thought of someone walking in on them as they did this flooding his mind and causing a nervousness to form in his stomach.

“No one’s going to walk in,” Ryan said as if he could read his mind, “The students are in class… and the ghosts don’t usually come out this early, c’mon…” He said as he brought his lips close to Dominick’s ear, speaking in a whispering tone that caused a shiver to run up Dom’s spine, “I want you…” That’s what sent Dominick over the edge and he simply nodded his head as he brought his hands to the button of his trousers, undoing them and bringing them down, “Good boy,” he said as he began doing the same with his own trousers. Ryan then brought his hands to clutch the ends of Dominick’s shirt as he slid it over and off, settling it on the counter and doing the same with his own. Ryan brought his lips to the back of Dominick’s neck, kissing downward, reaching the centre of his back before he began to kiss upward. He could hear the slight gasps coming from his lover and that only pushed him onward. He allowed his fingertips to trail over the smooth skin of his stomach, until he reached his pants and slid his hand in, taking a hold of his member and beginning to tug. Starting slow and getting progressively faster, he then used his free hand to slide down Dom’s pants, his own feeling rather tight; so he stopped what he was doing and brought his own pants down kicking them to the side before leaning down on Dom again, pressing the boys chest against the counter as he brought his chin to rest on his shoulder.

He brought his hands to rest on Dominick’s hips, and began to press himself into him without giving much warning. Dom brought one of his hands to grip at the counters edge as his eyes closed; only allowing himself to relax after the first initial stretch. Ryan then began thrusting himself into him, starting of sort of gently so that he could get used to the feeling, then he began to move a little rougher. He lifted himself off of Dominick and took a tighter grip of his hips as he pressed himself into him, feeling the tightness of him around his member, causing Ryan to let out a pleasurable groan. Dom brought his own hand to wrap around himself, tugging along the Ryan’s movements to assure that he would hit orgasm at the same time as his lover. Dom then let out a very loud moan, and Ryan knew he’d found that spot he was searching for and he made sure to continue to hit that same spot, after a while he began to feel that sort of pressure building up in his abdomen and so he brought one if his hands to Dominick’s member, moving the boys hand and doing the job for him. Ryan was done first, releasing himself into Dom, letting out a gasp and allowing his body to fall limp atop of Dom, but he continued on to bring the other boy into climax. After a few more tugs Dom also came, and he too fell sort of limp atop of the counter. Ryan tried hard to catch his breath, letting out short gasps as he stood up and started collecting their clothes off the ground and counter, he handed Dom his and helped him by slipping on his shirt.

The two then dressed and once more Dom took a seat on the counter, feeling rather weak and tired all of a sudden. He brought one of his hands up to his face, wiping at some of the sweat that had formed under his fringe. “You alright?” he heard Ryan ask, and he simply nodded his head bringing his hues to meet the other boys. A soft smile spread on his features as he made a gesture with his hand and Ryan stepped closer to him, Dominick then pulled him into a hug resting his head on Ryan’s chest, “I love you,” he said as he snuggled up to him.

“I love you too,” Ryan said as he pressed a kiss to the top of his head, “Very much.”

“I’m yours; forever… you realize this, right?” Dominick said as he lifted his head off of his chest, and looked up toward him. Bringing one of his hands to move a bit of hair from his forehead, staring at those features he envied so much, yet found much too beautiful to hate.

“And I’m yours,” Ryan said as he pressed a kiss to the other boys lips.

Dominick had gone down to the basement to retrieve a board game, he’d been wanting to play one with someone for literally years now and now he was happy he had Ryan to do this with. He’d trailed his fingers along the dusty boxes trying to decide which one would be fun, and he finally picked one that sounded the most familiar to him which was Monopoly, he was always hearing about the students playing it and how much fun it was so he went along with it. He then brought it upstairs to the attic and set it up on the floor, near the record player so he and Ryan could listen to music as they played. “I don’t get it.. I don’t wanna be the banker you do it,” Dominick said with an irritated tone in his voice, though he was just doing it playfully. “I don’t want to do it either!” Ryan said as he passed all the colourful bills back to Dominick. That’s when Dominick moved the game board out of the way and pounced on Ryan, pinning him to the floor so that he couldn’t move, a smile on his face as he settled his body to rest atop of his. 

“You’re ruining my board game experience..” He said doing that pout that always ended up making Ryan do whatever it was he pleased. 

“Don’t pout at me,” Ryan said as he lifted his head up and placed a kiss on Dominick’s lips before allowing his head to fall back upon the floor, “Fine let me go and I’ll be the damn banker, but you owe me.” Ryan said, as soon as he felt Dominick loosen his grip he took advantage of it by jumping on him and pinning him down just like had been done to him. The laugh that left Dominick brought a sort of warmth to run through Ryan, he hardly ever heard him laugh and he was happy that he could be the cause of such a rare thing. “Cheater,” Dominick said with a playful tone. Watching him act like a kid was one of the best things for Ryan, Dominick was always on the defence with everyone and everything, even with him at times. It was almost as if he was scared even the air he was breathing would hurt him, so seeing him act so innocent and free was something, that in all honesty, both of them treasured. Both for different reasons of course.

“Yet you still love me,” Ryan said as he let him go and sat back on the floor, watching as Dominick got up and dusted himself off, “Why don’t you take off that jumper, it’s not cold and I already know what’s on your arms and neck? You don’t have to wear it around me”

“I do love you,” Dominick said with a smile as he propped himself up, though that smile fell as he shrugged his shoulders, “I’m not sure, I guess I’m just used to wearing it.. I’ll take it off now if you want me too,” He didn’t wait for an answer instead he gripped the bottom of his jumper and pulled it up over his head, wearing the jumper was a habit he was trying to break anyway so he really didn’t mind. Ryan watched as Dominick took it off, his eyes trailing down and he bit his lip when he noticed the way Dominick’s shirt rose up, revealing a small amount of skin, as if he was teasing him without even realizing it. When his shirt rose up, he was able to notice how well his jeans hugged his hips and it made him want to tear them off his body.

“There,” Dominick said and Ryan tore his gaze having it land back on the board game, before looking back at him, so it didn’t seem as if he’d been staring this entire time. “You look a lot better this way,”Ryan said with a smile as he scooted closer to him, running his hand down the skin of his arm and looking. There weren’t any new scars on his arms and he was happy about that. Dominick smiled as he took a hold of his hand and leaned into Ryan, placing a kiss on his lips. It made him feel warm inside when he kissed him and he felt a slight blush begin to form on his face when he felt Ryan’s hand trail up the back of his shirt, stopping in the centre of his back. Ryan then laid down, bringing Dominick down with him. Dom then brought his lips to trail down to the skin of Ryan’s neck, which caused Ryan to let out a soft moan. Ryan then parted his legs and Dominick placed himself between them, grinding against Ryan as he continued kissing along the bruising of his neck, his hands running down his sides as he began to bring up his shirt.

Ryan took his hand out from Dominick’s shirt and wrapped one of his arms around him, bringing his free hand to tangle up in his hair, “Don’t tease me babe..” he said in a low tone, as Dominick then bit down on his neck and began sucking on the skin. Even though Ryan should have been used to this by now, but the biting still excited him and he allowed his head to tilt back as his eyes closed, the tugging of his skin causing him to gasp. He knew there would be another mark there, but he didn’t care, he liked the fact that people would know he belonged to Dom and only Dom, and that Dominick belonged to him and only him. It was strange to feel this possessive over someone, but he couldn’t help it. He opened his eyes when he felt Dominick kiss the mark he’d left, and he let out a groan when he got off of him. 

“Bed time?” Dominick said as he rose from the floor, stretching his hand out for Ryan to help himself up with. 

“You’re such a fucking tease,” Ryan said as he took the other boys hand and brought himself up, dusting off the seat of his trousers. 

“Yet you still love me,” Dominick said as he pulled his shirt off, just then he felt Ryan hug him from behind placing his lips on the back of his neck as he began to speak, his lips brushing against his skin as he spoke, “I do love you, want me to show you how much?” Ryan said in a seductive tone as he began to slide his hands down Dominick’s chest, stopping at the brim of his trousers.

“I’m tired,” Dominick said in a whisper as he turned around and brought his own arms to wrap around his lovers form, “I didn’t have a nap like you did.. so bed time?” 

Ryan smiled as he placed a kiss atop of Dominick’s head, “Fine.. it’s bed time then.” The two then began getting ready for bed, removing all their clothing except their pants before getting under the duvet. Ryan opened his arms and Dominick settled himself in his grasp, he shut his eyes and began listening attentively to Ryan’s heart beat. He drifted off into a sound sleep in no time, and Ryan watched him. They’d joked about it earlier, about how it was creepy to watch the other sleep but Ryan didn’t care. He watched Dominick’s features, just like Dom always did when he thought that Ryan wasn’t paying attention. He watched how the tip of his nose rounded a bit, and he watched the way his lips were parted and how they curved in the ends ever so slightly. He paid close attention how dark his hair looked contrasting against the paleness of his skin, how long his eyelashes were.. and in that moment Ryan felt himself fall deeper in love with him. 

“I love you Dominick,” he whispered as he brought his head to rest atop of the other boys as he pulled him closer to his body. Ryan then shut his eyes and once more began paying attention, he listened to Dominick breathe and it soothed him until he too was in a relaxing slumber. 

Dominick was the first to wake in the morning, he opened his eyes to meet Ryan’s closed ones. A smile began to form on his face as he leaned in and pressed their foreheads against one another, and placed a kiss on his lips to stir him awake. The motion bringing memories back from Halloween,“Good morning” he said in a low tone, as to not disturb the quietness that came with the morning hours. He watched as Ryan’s eyes began to flutter open, and he was reminded how truly beautiful he was. “Morning,” Ryan said with a smile on his face as he pressed a kiss on Dominick’s nose. Dominick then leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips, which Ryan returned while pressing their bodies together. 

“Show me how much you love me,” Dominick said when they parted bringing his ice blue hues to meet Ryan’s delicate brown ones. Ryan then leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on Dominick’s lips, it was soft and it made Dominick’s heart flutter. He felt as Ryan began to shift until he was atop of him, his hands slid down Dominick’s sides and soon his lips began to trail down his jaw, to his neck and shoulders. Brushing a gentle pattern on his skin, which caused a slight moan to escape Dominick. These motions weren’t lustful, and they weren’t causing his body to beg for more, instead they brought entirely new emotions to flood him and he knew this wasn’t just sex to him anymore. 

He felt Ryan’s hand begin to pull his pants down, and Dominick’s brought his hips up a bit to let him slide them down with ease. He watched as Ryan did the same with his own. He leaned down again pressing his lips against Dominick’s, and he bit down on his lower lip gently before he let go and then brought his tongue to slide into Dominick’s mouth. The kiss made Dominick’s body run hot, and his heart was beating so fast over such an innocent gesture, he ran his fingertips down Ryan’s back enjoying the feel of his skin against his own. The feel of Dominick’s touch made Ryan shiver, he brought his own hands down to rest on Dominick’s hips and he began to line himself up without breaking the kiss. 

Slowly he began to push himself into Dominick, but he heard a slight whimper escape him and that’s when he leaned away from him for a bit and looked down at him. It was strange how vulnerable he looked, they’d done this before but he’d never really noticed that.. just how vulnerable he was being with him, how much he trusted. He then felt Dominick’s hand on his face, as he pressed his cheek against his palm and then continued on. Pressing himself into him until he was filling him, the tightness around his member making him grow all the more excited. He then began thrusting himself into Dominick, but not as rough as previous times. 

Ryan brought his hands to dig under Dominick’s back, bringing his body up slightly to allow him better access. Dominick moaned as his hands began to grip the duvet, he could feel every inch of Ryan deepen into him and it was amazing. They weren’t going as fast or as rough as they’d been going and Dominick appreciated this, because he was able to feel more of him and that was all he’d ever want. To have all of him, forever. Dominick brought his own hand to wrap around himself as he began to thug along with Ryan, wanting them to share their climax. 

Soon Ryan began to feel that push on his abdomen, telling him he’d be done soon. So he slowed down wanting to enjoy these final moments of ecstasy. He pressed himself into Dominick as he lowered his body and placed a kiss on his chest, brushing his lips upward until they met his neck and he bit down, gently sucking on the skin as he began to thrust into him again. These motions, mixed in with the sound of Dominick’s moans and the feel of their skin brushing did it for him and he came, a gasp escaping him as he road out his orgasm along with Dominick. He pulled out of him and laid down beside him like he always did, he could hear Dominick panting, trying to catch his breath and he turned to face him a delicate smile on his features as he turned his body to face him as well. Dominick then brought his body close, and rested his head against Ryan’s chest, and Ryan held him. “I love you so much Dominick.. it’s crazy how much I love you.” 

“I love you too, more than anyone.. I want to be with you forever..” 

“We are going to be together forever, we already promised.” 

It had been a long day for both Ryan and Dominick. The two had grown more and more confused about their situation, and Ryan wasn’t entirely sure what he was thinking anymore. He loved Dominick, and he believed him over some psychopath.. but he couldn’t shake that fear that she was telling the truth. ‘No,’Ryan thought as he shook his head to bring his thought out of that set of mind, he couldn’t risk thinking that way and ruining what both he and Dominick had worked so hard for this past month. He traced back to the first time they’d met, how reluctant Dom had been to accept him.. how he’d almost ruined everything with a kiss but how easily everything had been fixed the next day. Then he thought about Scarlet, and how he’d almost lost everything over such a silly mistake. But that was just how he was then, so tempted by the taste of flesh that he didn’t think twice about it. He brought his eyes to a close and the thoughts vanished, and became replaced with images of he and Dom, in much happier times. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he opened his eyes and stared at the attics ceiling. “Fuck..” he thought with that smile still on his face, “I’m in love..” of course he knew this already but it was still a wondrous thought.

      For Dominick the whole ordeal that they were in was his fault, he’d befriended a girl named Leah and she seemed to be sweet, welcoming even. Dominick took a liking to her fairly quickly and then things took a bitter turn. After he’d spent the night with her, she seemed to believe that they were something other than friends, which wasn’t the case. Dominick brought his hands to rest on his stomach where she’d stabbed him, the wound wasn’t there anymore but the frightening thought of her wielding a knife at him had been enough to keep the memory of the wound fresh in his mind. A shiver ran up his mind at the thought, he’d never wanted to hurt anyone. It had surprised Ryan when he ended up defending her, but he felt as if he had no choice. Everyone started calling her crazy, insane because she stabbed him but Dominick had done the same thing.. to someone innocent and pure. He bit his bottom lip as his mind took him back to that day, the day he’d ruined everything without a second thought. He knew that he was insane too, he and Leah were cut from the same cloth and for that he could not hate her or even be too upset with her.‘Crazies have to stay together..’ he thought with a scowl on his face as he rolled his eyes, and rose from his seat on the sofa and made his way to the attic, where he knew he’d find Ryan without fail.

     So as he made his way up the stairs, he began to think what he would say. Dominick’s mind was always this way now, nervous and all over the place. He never worried about pleasing anyone before, but ever since Ryan entered his life he was scared about messing up anything. It seemed that the more he worried, the more he messed up but of course, he couldn’t help this ever growing habit. He made it up the stair and to his surprise the attic door was closed, but he stretched his arm up and pulled down on the string to bring the ladder down once it was down and ready, he began to climb up the creaky steps. He was always scared that they might break under his weight, they never did of course but that didn’t soothe the anxiety he felt over it all. “Why was the attic door closed?” He asked once his head popped up through the entrance, he pulled himself up wiping his hands on his trousers as he walked over to Ryan, “How come you’re not listening to your record?” One look at the brown haired boy and Dominick could tell that he wasn’t at all happy with him, and for that he didn’t blame him. Ryan was seated next against the left side of the attic, opposite of the spot where the bed was placed. He was seated in that defensive posture the two were so famous for, Dominick hadn’t seen him seated that way in a while now and he felt as if he was being shut out but he wasn’t going to just give up, so he took a seat on the bed. A slight squeak escaping the mattress as he took a seat. 

“I came up here in the hopes of being alone..” Ryan finally said. 

     ”I can go,” 

“Don’t.” 

     ”Alright.”

     They shared a silence then, and it made both of them feel uncomfortable. They say that you know you’re in love, when you can share a silence and be perfectly comfortable within that enveloping quietness. So one could only imagine what two young souls who believed they were in love were thinking in that point of time, Dom then turned his attention to Ryan and he began to take notice of his face. That roundness of his nose, that small curve on his upper lip that matched so well with Dominicks every time they kissed, how long his lashes were as they gently brushed against his skin when he blinked. He noticed the slight darkness that was beginning to form under his eyes from the stress that the past days had brought upon him, and for that Dom felt guilt. “Why are you staring at me?” Ryan asked as he took note of Dom’s eyes trailing his every feature. Dom turned away then, and instead fixated his gaze on the floorboards. He began to notice every slight crack, and every clump of dirt, he felt sad then because Ryan had never questioned him about his staring before.. and he had been grateful for that until now. “You’re just beautiful.. that’s all,” Dominick said as he turned back to face the other man. There was so much truth in that sentence, because to him Ryan was the most beautiful person he’d ever come across. 

Ryan then got up from his seat on the attic floor and walked over to Dom, staring down at him as he brought his blue hues to meet his brown ones. “I’m sorry.. I’m just, I’m just angry.” He really was, and he felt horrible that he’d taken it out on Dominick not matter how slight the harshness was. He wasn’t used to feeling upset since he was so well known for being happy all the time. But how could he keep up that facade when so much seemed to be going wrong? He ran his fingers through his hair, letting out an exasperated sigh before he spoke again. “I hate her Dominick.. I think I honestly hate her. That crazy bitch..”

“Don’t call her that,” Dominick said raising his voice a bit. He didn’t want to start an argument but he hated hearing him call Leah that. Even though the two weren’t friends anymore he still felt sorry for her, because he was sure if he hadn’t killed himself.. he knew everyone would be calling him that as well for his past crime. “Her name is Leah, call her Leah, not a cra-“

“Why are you defending her?” 

Ryan spoke, no he was yelling at this point. He couldn’t believe that after everything, Dominick wasn’t taking his side on this. He felt like tearing his hair out when he heard Dominick telling him to not call her any bad names. 

“Because she’s sad Ryan! I was sad too..”

“This isn’t about you!”

     ”You don’t have to yell at me!” Dominick said as he began to feel the stinging of tears in his eyes, regretting coming up here. 

“I’m angry! I want nothing more than to just smash her against a wall or.. kill her anything. She’s making me go mad Dom..” It was then that Ryan too began to feel the warm sensation of tears in his eyes.

     ”Take it out on me then.. do it.” 

Ryan’s eyes soften then, the mere idea of ever hurting Dom was enough to make his heart break. But he soon began to feel that anger creep back, because he knew he was only saying this to defend her.. he was doing all of this because of her. He began to trail his eyes along the attic, and he began to think of all the warm memories he and Dom had created here and how easily they seemed to evaporate into nothing more. It was as if he was watching his entire world fall apart, that world he had created along he and his lover. “You really want me to do that, take my anger out on you?” But before Dominick could answer Ryan was on top of him, his arms were brought over his head and he was being held down. He could feel the strength Ryan was using to keep him down, and it both scared and excited him. His eyes were trailing his face again, and those beautiful features became rough instead of soft and welcoming. Dominick was about to try and pull away, or transport himself somewhere but then he felt Ryan press his lips against his own. 

     Ryan’s tongue slipped through Dominick’s lips and that’s when Dom knew where this was heading and he let it. He then felt Ryan loosen the grip he had on his wrists as he brought himself to settle between Dominicks legs, and made his hips began to grind against his. Which made a moan leave Dominick, and he could feel a smirk against the kiss from Ryan who then lifted himself off of Dominick and removed his shirt, and then tore the one off of Dom then brought himself down on his again kissing from his lips to his neck, that’s when Dominick expected him to slow down, to gently bite down like he’d always done but instead he bit down with force. Which made Dominick silently yelp at the pain he felt, he bit down on the inside of his lower lip as he felt him bite down on another part of his neck before he sucked on the skin, tugging roughly which made Dominick wince. He knew he’d be bruised there, he wasn’t used to Ryan being this way, and he wasn’t entirely sure if he was enjoying himself. But the warmth that began to spread through his body let him know, that he liked this aggressiveness, and he wanted it to continue. 

It was as if Ryan was reading his mind, because the next this he knew he was being pulled up by his shoulder as Ryan got off of the bed and stood in front of him, he then began to unbutton his jeans, pulling them down and then completely off. He then took a hold of the back of Dominick’s hair, taking such a tight grip that it made Dom shut his eyes in pain before he could open them again. “Open your mouth,” he heard Ryan speak and so he did. Ryan then filled his mouth, and Dom did was he usually did, moving his head in bobbing motions though it seemed to not be his choice how fast or how rough he did it since Ryan still had a hold of him and was making either speed up or slow down as he pleased. But Dominick didn’t really care as long as he could hear those moans that escaped him with ever swift motion he made. He brought his hand to then wrap around his cock, so he could wank him off as his tongue began to run up and down his length.  

     Ryan’s head was brought back as a loud moan escaped him, his entire body felt hot and he just felt full of lust. He finally pulled Dominick off of him when he knew he wouldn’t be lasting much longer if he kept that up, he noticed Dominick’s hands trail down to the button of his trousers and he began to unbutton them pulling them off of him without Ryan’s order and that pleased him. Because it showed just how much Dominick still wanted him, even if it was just in the physical sense. He brought his finger to press down on the red marking that was on his neck, Ryan wasn’t the kind who enjoyed these sort of things, but he liked seeing them on Dom because he knew he had caused them.. because Dom was his and no one elses. He then noticed that Dominick had removed his trousers and Ryan took a hold of his shoulders again and turned his around, making sure that he was on all fours on the bed as Ryan pulled his trousers down. 

This time he gave him no warning, and he didn’t whisper to him that it would all be okay he just began to press himself into him. Struggling at first, he noticed the way that Dominick began to grip the duvet, and he knew it was hurting him but this time he didn’t slow down. He leaned down and continued to push himself into him, trying to go as fast as possible. “Ryan..” he heard the slight whimper from the other man but he ignored him and kept going until he was filling the younger man and then he began to thrust himself into him, taking a hold of his hips to push himself deeper and deeper into him with each movement. 

He leaned down and pressed a kiss to the back of his neck, kissing down his back which caused Dominick to shiver. Ryan then brought one of his hands to the back of Dominicks neck and he began to push his head down, bringing his arse up to make it easier for him to push himself into him. Dominick could feel every inch of him, and the feeling was amazing. 

     The first time they’d done this they made sure they were gentle with one another, but this time there was no holding back. It was lust, mixed with anger and the pure hatred for another person and they somehow turned those bitter feelings into pleasure. Dominick then brought his own hand to wrap around himself as he began tugging himself off as Ryan continued thrusting himself into him. After a few moment Ryan began to feel that pressure in the pit of his stomach, and he knew he’d me coming soon. He stopped and settled himself better, he pulled out and then thrust himself back into Dominick, which made him moan in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Hearing that quivering moan made Ryan lose himself, he dragged his fingernails down Dominick’s back as he finished off in him. His breathing being heavy as he pulled himself off, keeping a hold of Dom’s hips for a while as if it was the only thing keeping him up. He finally let go and let himself fall on to the bed, he felt weak. 

He’d released any bad feeling, he then felt Dom lay next to him and he brought his arms to warp around him. He then felt sorry for the bruising on his neck, and the scratches on his back.. he brought him close and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips wiping some of the sweat from his brow as he looked into those mesmerizing ice blue eyes, “I love you so much.. so fucking much.” he said as he shut his eyes, his breathing returning to normal again. 

“I love you too, Ryan.”

“I’m sorry for being rough..”