The vulnerability in Christian’s tone made Sebastian sad. Something was going on with his little brother, something serious; he just had no idea what or how to get Christian to open up. He was going to have to have a talk with Henry and Quinn to see if they could come up with something together.
Shea was feeling better and better every day. He was finally out of his sling and doing perfectly fine with taking care of himself. Those first couple of weeks had been hard; although, he did not mind Christian giving him showers, those were always fun. The extent of their sex life was minimal due to Shea’s injury. They were doing a lot of jerking off together, and Christian seemed to really love giving him blowjobs. Shea was not complaining, they got better every time.
Now that Shea was pretty much fending for himself, even though he still had to take it somewhat easy, he could probably move back into his house. He realized, though, that he didn’t want to. He wanted to live with Christian, but he just had to make sure that Christian was okay with it. They have been together for a little over a month, and it was really going well. Shea found that he didn’t miss being with women like he thought that he might. He was getting plenty of pleasure and an easy-going relationship from Christian. Why the hell would he want a complicated, overly emotional woman? He didn’t. They got along great, always have, and Shea was falling hard for his best friend. He felt it most when they kissed and gave each other little affectionate touches.
Shea found Christian in the kitchen eating a bowl of Fruity Pebbles before work. Shea smiled and shook his head, some things never change. That was Christian’s favorite cereal, always has been, and he pretty much ate it every day. Shea went over and gave Christian a kiss on the forehead.
“Hey Chris, there is something I want to talk to you about,” he said as he went to grab a cup of coffee.
Christian froze in the middle of bringing up a spoonful of cereal to his mouth. Shit, he probably thought Shea was having second thoughts or something. Shea rushed to clarify.
“It’s nothing bad, I promise,” he said quickly.
Christian relaxed only slightly, but he put his spoon back in his bowl and pushed it away. “Okay, what is it?” he asked tightly.
Shea poured his coffee, fixed it how he liked, then went to sit next to Christian. Christian looked at him, the stoic look on his face told Shea that he was awaiting a killing blow. Shea smiled softly and reached over to cup his face.
“Chris, I’m not breaking up with you, if that’s what you’re thinking,” he said gently and moved in for a kiss.
“That is what I’m thinking,” Christian whispered against his lips.
“Well, stop. I’m perfectly happy with you and I’m not leaving,” Shea said, giving him one more kiss before backing up. “In fact, that is what I want to talk to you about.”
Christian frowned in confusion. “Okay.”
“What do you think about me moving in permanently?”
Christian’s eyebrows shot up. “Really? You would want to move in with me?”
Shea smiled. “Yes, I would. Is that okay?”
Christian’s response was for him to grab Shea’s face and kiss him hard. The kiss immediately turned frantic and needy. Shea didn’t know how or when it happened, but he somehow found himself on the kitchen table with Christian on top of him, their hands tearing off each other’s clothes. Soon they were both naked, clothes strewn all over the chairs and floor. Shea muscled Christian off him and shoved him into a chair. They were both panting hard as their eyes locked, Shea’s heart flipped over at the intense desire swirling in them. Shea dropped to his knees in front of Christian and pushed his knees apart. Christian sucked in a sharp breath when he realized what Shea planned to do. This was going to be Shea’s first time sucking a dick. He wasn’t really sure what to do, but he was confident that Christian would tell him if he was doing something wrong.
Shea wrapped his hand around Christian’s cock and started stroking slowly. A small drop of pre-cum beaded at the tip so Shea leaned forward and licked it away. Christian bit out a curse and shoved his hands into his hair. Shea figured that he would just do what he liked done to himself, so he started off teasing Christian a little bit by flicking his tongue over the tip and licking a line down his shaft. Christian’s hips jutted forward trying to get more.
Finally, when he felt that Christian couldn’t take anymore, he wrapped his mouth around the swollen head of his boyfriend’s cock and sucked. Christian actually shouted, his hands coming down to clutch Shea’s head. He probably wanted to grab his hair, but Shea’s was too short and there was nothing to grab. Shea took as much of Christian into his mouth as he could before pulling back and repeating. Christian moaned low and then gasped when Shea swirled this tongue around the head.