Phlox flowers can symbolize a variety of meanings. They can represent the ideas of compatibility, partnership, harmony, and unity. The flowers are recognized almost universally as being symbolic of an agreement. Phlox flowers come in many different colors.

Blaine walked out to the student parking lot to see the very person who texted him. Ames was leaning against a black car, and he sighed, remembering his words. 'Come find me in the parking lot, pretty boy. I know you missed me.' He chuckled at the jerk and how he got him to come to him. "Ya not gonna greet me?"

"Why don't you come over here and say that to my face?" Ames opened his arms for the younger one, and Blaine chuckled then and walked faster.

He stopped just before the older one and grinned. "Aren't you supposed to be in school?"

"Aren't you?" Ames retorted.

"I'm still on the compound."

Ames sucked his teeth, then reached out and caught Blaine's waist, pulling him against him. "Didn't you miss me?" He whispered, groping Blaine's ass. The younger one moaned softly, then bit his bottom lip.

Ames's hands were cool and large on his butt. He'd never admit to him that the way he teased it was exhilarating. Maybe he'd tell him many years from today, but not right now. "It seems like you're the one who missed me. Just admit it, Ames, you like me." Blaine smirked as Ames touched his forehead. "You like me, say it."

Ames nodded. "Alright, you like me." The younger one laughed softly as their lips brushed slightly.

Blaine gulped, "And you like me." Their lips met in a heated exchange, as Ames nibbled on his bottom lip and sucked it into his mouth. They licked at each other's tongues before joining their mouths once more in a hot kiss.

Ames parted from their kiss. "Pretty boy, skip school with me."

"No, you're bad for my health." He hissed when Ames moved down to his neck, kissing and biting at flesh. "Ahah, please..."

"I know you want more," Ames muttered, squeezing his ass more as they ground against each other.

"Ngh, your car," Blaine whispered.

"Oh, you're that naughty, huh?" Ames asked.

Blaine couldn't believe that he liked this jerk. "No, but you're making me hard, and I can't go back to class sporting a boner. Please, I want you to touch me." He moaned, feeling Ames's knee between his legs. "Ames," he gripped his jacket sleeve, hissing softly as he ground against it. "At this rate, I'm gonna cum."

Ames looked up, "not yet, come on." Ames took Blaine's hand and tugged him into the backseat of the car, pushing him inside as he followed after, pulling the door after himself.

Ames pressed his lips to Blaine's as he pushed his shirt up, hearing his bag thud onto the floor of the car as Blaine ran a hand over his short hair. They made out as their crotches ground together, the friction making them hiss with pleasure as they moved together.

Ames snaked a hand to the front of Blaine's pants, groping his erection through his jeans.

Blaine moaned. "Hah, babe..."

"Oh, I'm babe, now?" Ames snickered, grinning down at his new friend.

Blaine sucked his teeth. "Shut up!"

"Not on your life, babe." Ames, bit Blaine's collarbone, making him grunt as he rutted up into his palm. "I'm gonna make you feel so good, babe."

Blaine smirked at the older one. "I'll hold you to it, jerk." Blaine gasped when Ames' hand pushed into his pants, and he shuddered, throwing his head back as he moaned. Ames was going to make him lose his mind. Were they really going to have sex in the back of his car? "W-wait..."

Ames paused, his breathing rapid, but he met Blaine's soft blue eyes and smiled. "We're not going to go all the way. I'll wait to purposely do that for you... if you still want me."

"Hey, don't worry. I can tolerate you really well. I'll wait for when you're ready." Blaine brushed Ames' cheek, "whenever you're ready." Ames nodded and kissed him.

"Okay."

[Flowers at Night will show the continuation of this last scene]

Blaine had no intentions of getting involved with Ames Chandler, but he also didn't intend to fool around with the older teen during a sleepover. He moaned again as Ames jerked him slowly, his belly dipping in each time he moved his hand. His palms were callused, making it feel rough yet so good. There were not enough words he had to describe how it felt, Ames opened his mouth, his hot breath making his skin tingle as he grazed teeth against his throat. "Ah, no marks, please." He gasped, grunting when he gripped him tighter. "Fuck, Ames... ah too hard." He turned his head towards the back of the seat, and then a hot puff of air shivered his ear.

"But I like leaving my marks on you. Let me devour you, my little pretty boy." He kissed underneath the younger one's ear, chuckling when he found the blush there. The red tinge was growing as Blaine avoided his gaze. "What, too embarrassed to admit that you like it? I think it's way too late for that, you're dripping wet, look." He had met Blaine's eyes and then they both glanced between them to see the mess of precum leaking onto his belly. "You're so sexy. I can't wait to finally ruin you."

"Hah, what if I ruin you first, huh? Make it so no one else will satisfy you but me?" Blaine gripped his arm as he hissed when Ames' hand began moving, but tighter, harder jerks of his cock. "Oh, Ames! Ah, w-wait." The older one went faster. Blaine pushed his left hand against his belly, trying to stop him from making him cum first. "T-together, can't we cum together?"

Ames paused when Blaine's words met his ear. "Oh," his smirk grew, and he swore under his breath. This guy was gonna make him lose his damn mind. "Yeah, we can." He kissed the corner of Blaine's lips, "Do it for me. My hands are busy." He watched as Blaine obeyed, still painted in rouge. It was so damn sexy and innocent in the same breath. His hands fumbled about, pulling his zipper down, then undoing his jeans finally, and then he shoved it down somewhat. Ames bent and bit his neck, making him yelp as he finally felt the smooth hands of Blaine on his cock. He shivered, belly dipping as a heat crawled up his back. "Fuck," he huffed out in the crook of his neck. "You're so damn cute." He caught Blaine's lips, and their tongues danced together as they moved their hands in sync.