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Chapter 14

Eve had won the competition and so had Ramon. The artist had been  completely ecstatic and insisted the young man to keep the costume and wig. The leaders of the contest had also urged Eve to take a photo with the artist and the rest of the drag queens, earning a smile on the young man's painted face. But the smile was gone when he had approached the brooding Adam.

The tall male refused to look at Eve and simply urged him to the car. With his clothes in a bag and the check of three grand in a sealed white envelope, Eve had at least hoped that Adam would congratulate them but even then, Adam refused to acknowledge his presence. It bothered him, not knowing what he had done wrong.

"Adam?" Eve murmured, finally fed up with the silence that seemed to fill the moving vehicle, "Why are you so quiet?"

The dark haired male continued to stare at the road but his mouth parted to speak, "It's not something you did, if that's what you're thinking."

Eve let out a breath of relief, "Oh good," he glanced at Adam, tilting his head to the side, the strands of his dark wig brushing against his shoulders, "Then what is it."

Adam merely swallowed, "Nothing. You hungry?"

Eve arched a brow at the change of conversation but merely smiled at the thought that Adam was speaking to him again, "Yeah. Burgers would be nice though," He grinned and waved the check in his hand, "Let's go cash this and I'll pay for our celebratory dinner."

*****

Adam was glad to finally see the smile on Eve's face, the way his cheeks turned pink and his blue eyes glittered with happiness. The young boy talked animatedly, his hands blending with his facial expressions as he tried to explain what 'Ramon' had done to him. He seemed happy, perhaps enough the ordeal from the previous day.

A dark cloud settled over him, his fist clenching at the thought of the blonde haired bastard. He was going to get revenge for his blue eyed friend. Punch Evan's pretty face till it was unrecognizable and put him out of commission for the rest of his senior year.

"Adam?"

Ba-dump.

Eve's voice was like a spear, shattering the mirror of rage and piercing his heart to rest at a strange sense of calm, "Are you sure you're alright?"

Adam glanced at the Eve, a single blue eye visible beneath his fringe of dark hair, the dark curls of his pony tail caressing the pale skin of his neck. The urge to curl the false strand in his fingers nearly overcame him but instead he focused on his half eaten burger, "Yeah," he murmured with a smile, "Just getting a bit tired."

The corner of Eve's lips tilted up in a knowing smile, "Alright. Let's go home."

******

Eve whined to himself as he tried to tug himself out of the rather complicated dress. Ribbons and lace caged him inside the dress, nearly cutting off his oxygen as he tried to desperately take off his dress.

"Adam!" Eve pleaded, his voice muffled beneath the pink fabric.

A muffled snicker made him freeze in his spot, humiliation reddening his cheeks.

"Oh quit laughing Adam!" Eve said as he squirmed once more, "Why don't you help me?" He could feel Adam come closer, his footsteps echoing against the floorboards.

"This dress awfully complicated," the male murmured, hands tugging the ribbons and strings, "God," Adam murmured, "This shit is complicated as fuck. I'm going to have to cut it." Eve whimpered at the thought of cutting such a beautiful costume but the desperation of trying to get out of the suffocating cloth agreed to Adam's suggestion. He could sense Adam shift, the sound of scissors snipping at the cloth providing relief as it loosened and finally pooled at his feet.

Or rather stockings, he thought. White lacy stockings clothed his toes, rising upwards to hug his slender thighs, a pink ribbon decorating the frills. An accessory that Ramon had insisted for him to wear with the other matching pieces. Lacy briefs hugged his waist, gently cupping the sensitive male organ, the silk caressing the sensitive nerves with the air exposing the skin that wasn't hidden beneath the soft cloth. That was all he wore, his half naked body now under the scrutiny of Adam's gaze.

"Shit," the taller male cursed. Eve winced, unable to open his closed eyes. He could already see disgust marring Adam's face, the disappointment at Eve's odd choice in under clothing.

Please, Eve thought, Don't hate me too.

******

Fuck, fuck, fuck, Adam thought in his mind to distract himself from looking further at Eve's half naked body. Sure, he had seen it before but not in full display like this. Bruises had grown faint against his pale skin, easily hidden beneath the lace stockings that reached Eve's thighs. The urge to bite the sensitive skin there grew inside him, the sudden thought of want to feel Eve beneath him with his hands cupping the smaller boys body against him with his legs wrapped around him. The filthy thoughts aroused him, hardening the heavy flesh between his legs.

However, when his eyes fell on Eve's face, he noticed how tightly closed Eve's eyes were, almost as if he were afraid.

Cold water struck him, the memory of seeing Eve trembling after being viciously beaten,  "Oh fuck Eve no," Adam said, quickly pulling the trembling Eve into his arms, "I won't hurt you," he murmured into the smaller boy's hair, "Never." It was a small gesture but for some reason it resonated a thousand fireworks inside Adam. The way his heart thudded rapidly inside his chest or fire that spread over Adam skin when Eve's bare back shifted beneath his arms, blue shining with tears, his plush pink lips parted, the light spray of freckles across his pale cheeks.

Or maybe it was the way Eve's lips felt under his own.

He didn't know what made him kiss Eve, but for some reason it felt... right. His hands cupped Eve's smooth cheeks, his fingers brushing against the dark hair. He expected for Eve to pull away and reject the kiss he had placed upon him but he could feel the soft lips move in sync with his own, thin and delicate hands reaching to cup the back of his neck.

For the first time in his life, he felt happy.

Merry Christmas. Some steamy pic for you since so many of you got my reference towards Eve's dress ;)

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