Chapter Fifteen: MOAN

Sky had never felt such strong emotions before, his body was on fire. Stefan had captured him with just a single glance his way, Sky found himself begging for more from the older boy. He was ready to do Stefan's bidden the rest of his life. Sky watched Stefan bolt for the door and he knew just what to do.

He ran after him.

The night air chilling, making his vision blur but he could easily make out the shadow of the older boy. The speed Sky was rushing on the skater was making his head spun. Sky had learned to skate because he knew Stefan loved it. He had done everything the older boy did or loved. He fucking grew his hair longer because he hates seeing Stefan run his fingers in all those girls' hair he always hangs around with. Yet he had gone unnoticed by Stefan. Until Sky found solace in self-loathing.

Maybe he wasn't good enough. Maybe he was too weak for Stefan. Maybes....just maybes until Stefan went off to college, but now he's come back home. Sky isn't going to sit around and wait anymore, he would try to be bolder.

Sky was too engrossed in his thoughts that he came crashing into the older boy. Stefan hissed low and fell with a loud grunt, he opened his eyes and spun them both around so fast his fist clenched together and ready to punch the asshole that had crashed into him, when his eyes fell into the blues of Sky's eyes. Stefan's throat tied up into painful knots.

Sky sat up and straddled him, he looked at Stefan and cocked his fist back like he was going to hit him, but nothing happened. Nothing other than Sky starting to cry. Stefan looked up and went to touch the side of Sky's face but he just turned his head away from him.

"Why are you crying?" Stefan's voice sounded pained in his ears. Sky's shoulders shook as he cried harder. Stefan reached up again and this time Sky let him grab ahold of the side of his neck. Stefan pulled him down while Sky pulled him up so they met halfway and hugged. "Remember what happens when my Sky Cries." Stefan breathed into the wiping boy's hair and felt him Shiver.

"Fanny weakens." Sky whispered. Stefan felt Sky's tears slide down the side of his neck but he didn't mind. All he did was pull him closer and set his head against Sky's neck in return.

"Then stop crying baby," Stefan muttered. "I'm here now, I promise." He felt Sky smile and burrowed even deeper and Stefan felt Sky's eyelashes against his skin. Both boys coddling each other like some lost souls in the night, each feeling the others warmth.

This behavior is not what brothers do.

"We should go back home, everyone would be worried." Sky whispered softly. Stefan nodded but neither one of them made a move to get up.

Stefan let his hands fall down to Sky's waist and he groaned against Stefan's neck sending a delicious shiver down the older boy's back. "We should really go," Sky repeated again as he shifted his hips on top of Stefan's, that time Stefan groaned. Sky did it again and Stefan grabbed ahold of his hips tighter and brought Sky harder down him. "We--should-d reallllly go." Stefan nodded and lifted his hips off of the ground to meet Sky's shifting hips halfway.

"Oh fuck," Stefan hissed when he felt Sky's mouth on the side of his neck. This is bad. Really fucking bad. Stefan's brain hissed. He was so hard he was afraid his cock would bust right out of his jeans. Both boys dry humping each other with so much haste and ecstasy that their hearts could practically explode from the pleasure of it. The need to climax so strong that their visions blurred with need. Stefan knew if they went on like this, he would be spilling his pants in no time. Stefan opened his mouth to tell him to stop when Sky moaned and dug his nails into Stefan's back.

Well damn.

Sky moaned and thrashed, he was reaching his peak. He dragged his nails down Stefan's exposed back and marveled in the feel of Stefan's response to him.

"Fanny!" Sky moaned and lifted his hips to meet Stefan's that were grinding into his.

Stefan felt his erection hit Sky's and everything turned savage. Stefan bent his face down and bit into Sky's neck so hard he screamed and grabbed Sky's thigh and squeezed until Sky begged for him to go harder.

"God damn," Stefan hissed and gripped Sky's hair so he would stop moving beneath him. Stefan was so close he could feel it, but the act only made Sky move more and grab onto Stefan tighter.

"I-I'm going to-oh fuck. Harder!" Sky cried with an urgency that made the older boy comply. Stefan started to lean down so he could get a taste of that forbidden mouth. Everything will be okay.  He tried telling himself. You can do this. Stefan was so close to those tempting lips. Their lips lined up like the sun and moon for an eclipse. Their already harsh breathings became even worse. Sky's eyes met Stefan's and they began to lean down. Sky felt his lips barely touch Fanny's, the feel of lips against lips was their undoing as both boys gave a guttural cry as they filled their desires to the brim.

Both shivering and panting so hard from the aftermath. They had reached their release by dry humping and a little lip contact.

Sky was the first to come down from their high, he held onto Stefan and the older boy opened his eyes to look down at him. Sky smiled and a teardrop slides down his face and onto his chin. Stefan let the small water droplet fall and then brushed it away.

It doesn't belong there with them now.

Stefan let his finger's feather across Sky's quivering skin. Sky moaned lightly when Stefan went over to his nipple.

"Fanny," Sky whispered so low. Stefan closed his eyes and let his fingers move across Sky in a way that could only be described as searching. He was searching for a reason to stop, but none came.

This moment was theirs.

Stefan slides his hand up Sky's chest and across his cheek until he got to his silky honey-colored hair. The strands feel like water gliding through his fingers. Everything about Sky was so perfect. Every shape and crater, every color and scar. He was an image of true perfection. Sky whimpered and Stefan looked down to find his head turned to the side and tears falling down his face again.

"Don't cry, baby. Please just don't cry." Stefan whispered. He has no idea when the term of endearment had been given to Sky by him, but Stefan liked the sound of it coming from his lips.

It belonged to Sky.

It fits him.

"You grew your hair." Stefan played with the beautiful strands.

Sky smiled a shy one. "Yes. It's just--"

"Don't tell me, beautiful. I know why you did it and I'm sorry."

"Don't be, I forgive you." Sky smiled and Stefan crushed him into a tight hug.

"Thank you so much, mi amor." Stefan breathes a relief.

"Can we go home now?" Sky asked quietly. Stefan looked down at his eyes and he blushed a beautiful pink color.

Beautiful?

Who knew a boy could be beautiful?

"Come on." Stefan pulled Sky up with him, then bent down to pick up Sky's skater when the boy asked a question that knocked the board out of his hand and onto the ground.

"What do you feel when you see me?" Sky asked, his blue eyes shining.

"Vile," Stefan said and watched the shine leave. "But I also feel these emotions squeeze in my heart. It's like I can't breathe when you stand close to me, it has always been that way since I can remember. I can't think when you touch me or stand close to me. It's so hard to talk when you smile at me. I don't want anyone to ever touch you. You're mine. You belong to me." Sky's eyes spilled. Those words were priceless and he had waited eight years to hear them spoken to him by Stefan. Sky knew he was Stefan's and his alone.

His joy, full.

"I love it when you smile at me than when you do at those ladies you parade all the time. When you smirk at me, it makes my heart squeeze in all the right places. I love the way you take control. I love the way you make my heart speed up just by looking at you. I love that you are protective of me and I love that you would do anything for me." Sky blinked tears away from his visions in time to see Stefan cup his face.

Stefan knew it took a lot for Sky to speak those words. Sky looked up to met Stefan's gaze and his usually witty, and fun-seeking eyes held nothing but despair and love. Sky was so honest that it made Stefan feel like hell. Stefan had come back home to introduce Emily to his family and he was sure Sky knew nothing of this.

He has to tell him.

Sky needs to know.

"What the fuck is going on here?"

Both boys jumped away from each other so fast that flash himself would be jealous.