(Kaylen in the video above)

~Kaylen~

nirvana /●n. a transcendent state in which there is no suffering or desire, and no sense of self.

It had been a damn long while since I had been looking for peace in every corner of my life. Nothing felt right.

I was tired of searching.

It was about time something walked into my life and put me in endless nirvana.

~Emerald~

I could swear on my life that there was someone in the backyard after I had checked up on Jordon in the night and found his room empty.

And now when I went back into his room, he was awake and standing near the bed, looking pale. Also, the walk-in closet's light was open and shone from the slit below the door.

"Jordon? Who are you hiding in the closet?" I asked him, giving my best strict expression and making him pale even more.

I couldn't believe my small six year old boy was upto these kind of things! Was he hiding a thing? Or a human? How bad could it possibly be?

He must've been hiding some friend of his who would've sneaked in at night. I couldn't understand kids these days. They were way ahead of what we used to be in our times. I guess I'd have to tackle it smartly.

"Jorry? What is it?" I asked on a softer note and when he didn't reply, I began walking towards the closet myself.

"Nonononono!" He screamed, blocking my way by standing before me with arms stretched on either sides and widened eyes.

"I'm not mad," I assured him falsely, ruffling his hair and passing by him from the side.

I opened the door of the closet and peeped inside. There was nothing. I frowned. Why would Jordon prevent me from looking if he weren't concealing anything? There had to be something.

I walked in, looking around carefully while Jorry stayed in the room, probably praying for his life. When I reached the further end and peeked behind the row of hangers, what I saw made me jolt away with a squeal.

There was a man with his back towards me and when he turned around, both of us widened our eyes in recognition and my heart failed.

Before I could squeal once more, he clamped my mouth shut with his hand, backing me against the wall, chest against chest, just like the last time. The aroma of beer surrounded us as he stood so close, his light brown eyes boring into mine and I found myself staring deeper into them, as if in a dwam.

What was he doing here?
What was Kaylen Lutyens doing in my house, in my son's closet?

When my heart beats had started becoming a bit normal, he retraced his hand from my mouth, dragging it down my chin and I didn't realise it sooner but I was leaning into it.

"Mr. Blake," he spoke in a husky whisper and I whimpered silently, shocking both of us.

I pushed him away quickly, not wanting to end up like I had last time when we were alone together in a small space. A slight smirk was placed handsomely on his face as he looked at me, making me blush in shyness and fury, both.

"W-what are you doing here?" I asked, composing myself and peeking over his shoulder to see that Jordon was now hiding under his blankets.

"Your son had ventured into a college party and I came to drop him home safely," He said, crossing his arms over his chest and standing in a relaxed posture.

Jordon had gone to a college party? What? How? I wasn't going to ask him that. I decided I would ask my son about it instead, I couldn't have this guy be in front of me any longer.

"Uh well, y-you need to go now," I said, gesturing to the door.

"A 'thank you' would be nice, Mr. Blake,"

And the way he says 'Mr. Blake'. Fuck.

"P-please, leave," I said, trying to keep my knees from wobbling. I was hard again. And before he noticed my boner poking from under my pyjamas, I started to walk past him and out the door.

I hadn't gone more than two steps when I was stopped and pulled back into a muscular chest. I gasped when his breath hit my neck. What was he doing?

"K-kayle--,"

"Shh," he whispered before placing his lips gently on the side of my neck. I let go and leaned into him completely. My limbs weren't strong enough to hold me any longer.

He entwined our fingers together while I continued to try not to moan, and then pulled my arms behind my back, holding my wrists together with one of his hands. He was so strong and he had me trapped. Again.

I felt my toes tending to curl as he now nibbled on my jaw, his other hand tilting my chin for better access. I wasn't in a trance anymore, I knew what was happening. But I was weak, I couldn't stop it. I knew it wasn't right but I let myself feel sinfully good.

Just this once.

"I know you want me," I heard him whisper before his hand traveled down from my chin, caressing it's way down my torso and resting right at my buldge.

Tears almost sprang to my eyes with the intense feeling of lust, the intense will for him to take me right there and then. I couldn't stop myself from shivering to the core and moaning out loud.

But that was a huge mistake because my son peeked from under the blankets curiously. Kaylen noticed that too and quickly let me go, making me stumble backward and almost fall.

I watched him as he walked out of the closet and towards Jordon, pulling the blankets off of him with a smile.

"You're safe, kiddo," he said, making the child beam. "I am your father's friend."

Father's friend?

I was flush in embarrassment as I walked towards them with shaky legs. Jordon had now scooted close to Kaylen and was looking highly relieved.

"Sorry, daddy." He said apologetically when I neared him.

"It's fine," I told him for the time being.

"I should get going," said Kaylen and I wondered if it was possible to feel relieved and disappointed at the same time.

"I...Don't know the way to the door," he added, looking at me with that slight smirk.

I felt hot all over again, an indication that I was blushing again and nodded for him to follow me.

"Go to sleep," I murmured to Jorry and walked out with a deadly sexy human right at my heels.

We ambled down the hall next to each other, my hands fisting by my side. He was so close. His touch was just an inch away and I so wanted to feel him again.

We stopped at the door and I unlocked it slowly, wishfully waiting for him to grab me again and push me into nirvana.

"I wish I could," He said, making me jump. My eyes widened in shock.

"Did I..."

"Say that out loud? No. But anyone can read a face as flustered as that." He said before smirking again and I gave my all into not moaning just at his words.

God. That guy.

"I'm sure you wouldn't want your son knowing your dirty cravings now. Would you, Mr. Blake?" He said teasingly.

I blushed impossibly redder and would've slammed the door on his face if he hadn't stepped closer that very moment.

"But I would like to know what you want from me." He dropped his voice low, bringing his mouth close to my ear.

"Goodnight, Mr. Blake," he said.

And then he was gone.

A/N: I'm supposed to be studying.

Also, did no one notice the pattern in the theme words?