HEY EVERYONE!!! I missed you!!! Thank you for always being so patient and lovely. I hope everyone is staying safe and doing well! Here is the next chapter!

- Rayne

FULL WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT

CHIP POV

"And then this rando guy and I have hot stranger sex in the supply closet while the rest of the AA meeting is still commencing!" Jules giggles loudly with an adorable snort at the end and takes a huge bite of her Omelet.

I cringe and try to hide how grossed out I am behind my fork, uncontrollably glancing at Theo. I literally cannot stop my eyes from straying to him. He's blatantly staring at me from his seat next to Jules, not even pretending that he's listening to her at this point. I know that he would be able to tell her what she just said if she asked though. Why? Because Theo is a multitasker. I bet he could stare at me like that, do his taxes, and listen to her all at the same time.

His stare glazes as if he's far away in thought and then he shifts a little in his chair clearing his throat and glancing away for a second before his eyes find me again. God he looks good in a suit. "Jules don't you have anything better to do than sexually baptize every recovering alcoholic in the metropolitan area?"

Theo's eyes flick down towards my throat and he swallows standing and grabbing his empty plate before reaching over the table and taking mine as well. Our eyes meet and I feel a flush enter my cheeks. God all he does is exist and I'm falling over myself. His lashes are long and thick and I have an intense urge to touch them with my fingertips. Theo turns and saunters to the sink to wash the dishes. Jules scoffs an offended frown crossing her face. "Excuse me just because you've decided to go all monogamous doesn't mean the rest of us have to." Cue her eye roll. "And besides...I'm doing them all a favor. What better alternative to alcohol then sex?"

"Nymphomania is a psychiatric diagnosis." I input taking a sip of my orange juice. Theo coughs loudly but doesn't turn around and I can practically feel the air freeze from across the table.

"Chocolate Chip?"

I clear my throat. "Yeah?"

"Shut the fuck up please?"

"Sorry."

Jules sighs loudly and flips hair long silky hair over her shoulder dramatically. "How come it's okay for men to be crazy about sex but if a woman likes to have sex she's a slut?"

"Nymphomaniac and slut are not synonymous" I clarify scratching a nick in the table, probably from Theo throwing something.

"Chip?"

"Yes?"

"You do realize you two like the idea of sex just as much as me right? It's because I am a woman that you can't handle it."

I shrug. "Actually I think it's less about you being a woman and more about the fact that he could've had mono or chlamydia or HIV. I mean....you didn't even know the guy."

Jules stares at me for a long second before whipping her phone out of her purse and dialing a number. "Hello I'd like to schedule a check-up." She greets getting up and waving at us as she hurries towards the front door. "Do you have a ten o'clock appointment available?"

I find myself shaking my head as I watch her depart taking another sip of my orange juice. "She does not think before she acts does she?"

Theo grunts still washing the same dish with a concentrated intensity. That must be the cleanest dish that has ever existed. I get up from my seat slowly careful not to make any noise as I sidle up next to the older man. "You missed a spot Theo." I mumble and he jerks, the plate slipping from his grasp and cracking loudly inside the sink.

"Seriously Chip!"

"Did I scare you?" I ask as Theo grabs the large chunks of porcelain and moves around me to drop them into the trash can. "What were you thinking about?"

Theo's gaze settles on me for a second wandering to my mouth before he cringes and glances away shaking his head. "I wasn't thinking about anything." I sigh loudly and lean back against the counter folding my arms across my chest.

"I was waiting for her to leave. It took so fucking long. Now we can be alone."

"Language Chip." Theo mutters taking a rag and wiping down the counter for the third time this morning. Needless to say the damn thing is already spotless. The kitchen practically looks like it came straight out of a catalogue.

I reach over and place my hand over his effectively ceasing his robotic cleaning. The top of his hand is soft, softer than I imagined it would be and I gently rub the tips of my fingers over his knuckles "Theo, could you possibly stop cleaning for a couple of minutes?" He's frozen his dark gaze boring down into the counter top as if maybe waiting long enough with no reaction will make me disappear. I take my hand off of his and shift behind him twining my arms around his lithe waist as I lay my head against his back. I hum involuntarily and breathe the scent of his suit in deeply. "You smell so good."

I feel his muscles tense against me and he begins to move towards the door, frantically pushing at my arms. "I think maybe Jules should come back."

"NO WAY!" I snap and grip him even tighter. "Jules was right wasn't she?" I wonder out loud. Theo stops his fighting so I move to get a better look at his face. "You want someone else here to chaperone don't you?" His adam's apple bobs up and down as he swallows, his eyelashes heavy as he avoids looking at me. "Was I not good? I'm sorry, I've never done that before."

Theo lets out a long and loud breathe and leans his palms against the counter dropping his head low as if trying to find air. "Holyshit Chip."

I stay still next to him and glance around the room awkwardly, not used to a Theo that curses. "I can do better next time, I know it, I just need to practice."

"Practice." Theo coughs out and it almost sounds like he's gasping for air. "Stop talking Chip."

"Why? What did I say?"

"What did you say?" Theo turns his head and looks at me with an expression of disbelief. "Where the hell do you get this shit?"

"Get what?"

Theo licks his lips and reaches up rubbing both hands through his hair as if he's suffering from a great amount of stress. "I'm....a man...Chip."

I squint and glance at the stove. "Yes....so am I...Theo."

"God...what am I trying to say?" Theo mumbles to himself keeping his gaze away from me. "You...we don't know each other this way yet. Does that make sense?"

"Not at all."

Theo groans and flips around to face me leaning back against the counter in a position that I know is nothing to him but goes straight to my groin with how visually appealing it is. "Our relationship up to this point has been....platonic...I've been a caregiver. I took you to school, made you food, bought you clothes, made sure you did your homework."

I nod slowly to signal that I'm following what he's saying. He throws his hand in my direction with a grand gesture.

"What you're asking for....we don't know each other this way yet. I've....God fucking knows that I've felt attracted to you. I admit it...but that attraction and the thoughts that came with it were always a private....personal...fantasy. It wasn't actually supposed to happen." He licks his lips and clears his throat. "I don't want to speak for you but....to you...I've been a provider...mature, job-oriented, and always working. I've tried to watch my language, to be a good influence for you because I wanted you to learn well." His fists grip the edge of the counter behind him as he lets his gaze flick across my chest. "You were right...yesterday. That's not who I am. I'm not your parent...but like any parent...I have portrayed myself in an unrealistic way in order to influence you to go down a better path than I have in the past. In doing that...I've only actively tried to present to you my best qualities." Theo worries his bottom lip and shifts a little his knuckles tightening so much that they turn white against the counter.

"I'm not a good person Chip. I wasn't a good person when I was younger and really that hasn't changed. I think you're smart enough that you've gradually caught on to that. When we argue...I get...you know how I get and that's me trying to control myself. And yet here you are asking to..." He shakes his head. "You don't know me Chip. When I say you will regret it I mean it. You said it yesterday...I'm not who I say I am. Just like Jules....you're trying to get involved with a complete stranger."

"You're not a stranger Theo."

"But I am. Like you said I've never been one hundred percent me around you. You...you won't like who I am. I...I'm not sweet...I'm not mature. I'm mean Chip, I'm mean, violent and controlling. I've tried to fix it in the past...but it doesn't go away. You know what I'm talking about because when I get heated it's hard to hide. Those times when I've been terrible....that's the real me Chip. People I've been with in the past...they didn't like me. They liked the idea of me but then they got to know me and they got out of here so fast. Jules stuck around because she likes rough sex and we understand each other but like she said no one fucking wants crazy and I'm fucking made of crazy. If I was Elan...If I was your father I would die if I found out you were involved with someone like me Chenoa. You deserve better."

Folding my arms I lean back against the stove and shake my head. "I don't want better. I want you. You have such a low opinion of yourself Theo. My dad didn't think you were a terrible person. He loved you. He saw things in you that you never allowed yourself the opportunity to see. I see those things too. You have a big heart that allows you to look for the best in others. You're rough around the edges Theo but that's okay. Nobody is perfect, you don't have to be perfect. I don't want perfect. I want you. I already know how you can be. I know that you yell and like to throw things. You get easily frustrated when things don't go your way and you like to have complete control over every aspect of your life. I know these things and I don't mind. I like you the way you are. Sure I get angry and frustrated with you at times but Theo I'm not a catch either. I might not know all of you, but I want to know all of you. I want to be involved with you...Why can't you give me that chance?"

The kitchen is quiet with our breathing. Theo seems to be seriously contemplating, his gaze stuck to the floor as if this will help him organize his thoughts. He looks gorgeous when he's deep in thought. His eye brows are thick and full and curve in just the right way to cause my heart to beat a little faster. Finally he looks up at me standing a bit straighter. "I'm not gentle." He mutters his gaze piercing me so deeply I feel it in the pit of my gut.

"I don't recall asking for you to be gentle." I shoot back pursing my lips.

"If we start this...I probably won't ever be able to let you go. Even if you regret it. If that sounds like a threat then that would be because it partially is. It's also a fact."

"I don't recall asking you to let me go either."

Theo's eyes narrow. "You're playing with fire."

"I like the burn."

Silence.

My heart is beating so fast in my chest with such force that I feel it in all of my extremeties. It seems as if we are in a stand-off, like he's still trying his hardest to squeeze every last possibility of doubt out of me. As if there's still a chance I might change my mind. Jokes on him. He thinks he's the scary one.

"Come here." He orders. I don't hesitate at all and immediately approach him watching as his eyes glance up at the clock above the pantry. I press myself against him as his palms cup the sides of my face in a sturdy grip and he leans down hesitating for a second, considering whether he wants to go down this path, before taking my bottom lip between his teeth and nipping at it sexily, tasting with his tongue. I shudder leaning forward to kiss him further but he lets go and leans away tapping my wet lip with the side of his thumb. "I have to go to work now."

I groan and lean against the counter as he hurries from the room, my whole body heating up within seconds. Is he doing this on purpose? He just leaves me hanging? It only takes a minute for him to come stomping down the stairs with his phone cradled between his ear and his shoulder while he fastens an expensive watch around his wrist. "I'm on my way out now." He says into the phone before grabbing it and tucking it into his inner coat pocket. I half expect him to just walk out without acknowledging me like he used to but instead he turns around to look at me while adjusting his cuff link, eyes full of lust. "You better be here when I get back." Is all that he says before he turns and marches out the door.

God he's sexy.

I spend the next couple of hours researching anal sex. I spent a lot of my time when I was living with Raid researching this as well. As a person who is unexperienced in all forms of sex I figured this was important for me to know regardless of whether things worked out with Theo. I had even gone so far as to order really embarrassing items online. Needless to say I have already used said items to see what it would be like. For a while there I was so scared. I even considered whether or not I should even be a bottom. Maybe I was a top. But when I pictured myself topping Theo Tetera it just made me laugh at how outrageous of a thought that was.

No way could I top that man. I don't even think I would want to. Even though bottoming is much more work I think it's more my preference to have him inside me. I'm restless all day as I wait for the older man to return. All I can think about is him, so much so that nothing else entertains me for more than a second. I just wander aimlessly around the mansion tucking myself into various rooms to see if anything changed while I was away. As I mess around in Theo's bedroom going through his books and looking at all his clothes I find myself even more breathlessly anticipating his arrival. God I don't know if I can wait until evening. I have to get out of his closet.

To distract myself I decide to go and make his bed as with the events of the morning he had completely neglected to do so which is so not Theo but really who is to say what Theo is at this point. Remembering the package of cigarettes I crack open the balcony door and grab them from the bench flipping it in my hands as I make my way to the garbage downstairs. Just keep moving around Chip. We can wait for 8 hours. I toss the cigarettes in the trash bin and turn around leaning against the counter. Instantly my mind is replaying the incident that caused all of the drama in the first place. Theo throwing the glass, shoving me against the fridge and ripping my clothes off.

Oh my god.

I'm a hormonal boy. These urges are coming at me full scale a little late in the game. I thought I was supposed to go through this phase when I was 15. My phone buzzes in my pocket and I reach down relief flooding me when I see Takoda's name pop up on the screen. Yes. Distract me.

"Takoda." I say into the phone while tapping my fingers against the counter top.

"Hey, Raid said you moved out. What the hell, what -get your hands off of me right now- what happened?"

"Moved back home. Is Raid bugging you already?" I question scowling into my phone screen as I lift it from my ear.

"Of course he is. Now that you're gone He thinks he can –I'm trying to have a conversation with Chip you animal get your hands off of me- he thinks he can do whatever he wants." The low baritone of Raid's voice echoes in the background.

"Move in with me."

"The day I move in with you is the day that an extraterrestrial species descends from above to harvest our bodies. Now keep your hands to yourself! Why did you decided to move home? That's a bit sudden."

"I'm trying to work things out with Theo."

"Work things out? I thought he cheated -RAID I SWEAR TO GOD I AM ABOUT TO WALK OUT THAT DAMN DOOR IF YOU DO NOT KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF!"

"Put it on speaker phone."

"Okay. You're on speaker phone."

"RAID WHAT THE FUCK DID I SAY TO YOU BEFORE I LEFT THE FUCKING APARTMENT!?" I snap into the phone.

Silence and then awhisper-yell from Takoda. "Answer him!"

Raid sighs loudly and obnoxiously. "Don't do anything stupid to Takoda while you're gone."

"And what are you doing right now?"

"I'm not doing anything." Takoda scoffs. "Why are you always angry at me? I thought we were doing better!"

"I'm not always angry at you!" Takoda snaps.

"Well then what the fuck is this?"

"I asked you nicely not to touch me because I was trying to have a conversation with Chip and you ignored me!"

"I think we have two very different definitions of what nice looks like." Raid mumbles. Takoda scoffs. "Move in with me" Raid demands for the second time.

"Oh my God. I'm going home."

"Don't go!"

"I only came here to see Chip anyways!" I hear rustling and the sound of movement.

"This is fucking bullshit Tanner!" Raid yells but it sounds far away so I can only assume that Takoda has exited the apartment.

"Why are you mad at him?"

"He's totally the Darth Vader to your Emperor Palpatine jackass of a boyfriend and he didn't say anything to me. That's bullshit. It's like he can't think for himself."

"They get along."

"Of course they do. Evil abets evil."

"I never said anything about Theo being evil."

"Whipped."

"Whatever. You guys need to figure your crap out. I can't help you because I'm trying to figure my crap out."

"I'm a fan of ignoring things until they disappear."

"You want Raid to disappear?"

"...."

"Figure your shit out. I'm hanging up." I end the call and shake my head at my friends shenanigans deciding to go watch t.v in the entertainment room. Perhaps a couple t.v shows will make the time fly by faster.

It's 9 o'clock when Theo finally comes home. I'm standing at the counter in my boxer briefs with a towel around my shoulders while I fork watermelon into my mouth. I figured I was better off just snacking and then going to sleep at this point as, usually, when Theo comes home after five or six it means he's very busy entertaining an important business partner with dinner and drinks. I'm unsurprised when an older man steps into the house behind him excusing himself for intruding.

"Not at all. Please feel welcome. We have plenty of guest rooms here."

"Funny isn't it? I'm in the business of financing hotels but I hate to stay in them." The man looks to be about sixty years old, his hair graying and his eyes full of life.

"We all have our preferences." Theo responds kindly taking the man's jacket and hanging it respectfully as he gestures for him to continue into the house. As they enter to proceed down the left hallway I catch the older gentleman's eyes.

"Well hello, what a young fellow. Who is this Theo?" Theo's eyes find me and I immediately vibrate at the feeling of his gaze on my body.

Theo clears his throat. "This is Chip, His father was a good friend of mine and I have been caring for him since he passed unexpectedly."

"Ah I see. I'm sorry to hear that young man."

I swallow watermelon awkwardly and put down my fork stepping around the counter to shake his hand. "Thank you very much. It's a pleasure to meet you. Please excuse my current state." I apologize respectfully gesturing at the Gucci underwear Theo purchased for me some time ago. I laughed and made fun of him at the time because who in the world needs to wear designer underwear? It just gets dirty, you change out of it the next day and it's not as if anybody sees it. Well....at least they're not supposed to see it. Given the current situation I guess that's a moot point.

"Oh no need to apologize. It's your home you should proceed comfortably."

I nod and Theo smiles gesturing down the hallway. "Please this way. You must be exhausted."

Turning I glance down at my underwear and flush in embarrassment. Damn it. No privacy. Whatever, all that matters right now is watermelon. I can worry about the rest in my nightmares. It's only a couple minutes later that Theo is stalking down the hallway at a steady pace. I expect him to head upstairs to change but instead he's coming straight toward me his right hand reaching up to loosen his tie with a sharp tug. He tosses the small cloth onto the counter and reaches out grabbing my elbow and pulling me into his chest. I instinctively wrap my arms around his waist pushing my face into his chest and inhaling the scent of his cologne.

"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry." I feel Theo's whispers against my scalp before I hear them, and I know his apologies aren't directed at me. I lean my head back and look up at him.

"What are you apologizing for?"

He swallows and shifts his arms around me as if trying to decide whether or not to let go, so I tighten my grip on his waist. I need to let him know that if he has too much of a tornado inside him to make these decisions that I can make them for him. I have no intention of letting go.

"I....I've been having....indecent thoughts about you all day. I...are you sure about all this? We can still go back to normal. We can still decide to do that. I'm okay with that. We won't have to worry about all of this other stuff. We can be happy."

My stomach drops and I grip onto him even harder. "Can we? Even if we did decide to do that - which we are not – those thoughts aren't going to go away Theo. I'm still going to look at you and imagine what it would feel like to have your hands on me. I know I am. I wouldn't be able to be with you though, so I'd go be with someone else because I don't want to be lonely like that. That's so lonely Theo. Living with you and not being able to touch you like that. That's a kind of lonely that would kill me."

Theo's face contorts in an almost snarl at the mention of me being with someone else and I shake my head.

"Look you can't even handle the thought of me being with someone else. If we go back to 'normal' that's what's going to happen." He shakes his head, his jaw clenching when he averts his gaze.

"No."

"We've already talked about this Theo. You can't have it both ways. It's not fair to me."

"I'm selfish like that Chip. You should know that by now."

"You're not selfish Theo. If you were selfish we wouldn't even be having this conversation right now. I would love it if you could be a little more selfish." I reach up and cup his face in my hands, stroking the soft spots right underneath his eyes. "You need to think more about what you want. I'm right here Theo and I'm not going anywhere unless you tell me to. You can't convince me that this isn't a good idea so stop trying. If you really don't want me then tell me to my face and stop trying to make it my decision to pull back. I'm not pulling back. I know what I want."

Theo closes his eyes and cringes. "I don't understand what you see in me."

"I don't understand it either. I don't think that's it's something that can just be understood. I just feel it. I feel it in my bones Theo and it feels so good. Don't you feel it too?"

Theo's eyes open and he stares at me. His eyes are intense, so intense that they light a fire in the pit of my stomach.

He knows that he feels it. Of course he feels it. He felt it even before I ever did.

Theo isn't a gentle person. I know that, so when he grips my face roughly in his palms and slams his mouth against mine I'm not surprised at all. His kisses are harsh. Most people would probably think it's too violent, too rough. Not me. I like it.

His fingers wander into the hairs at the back of my scalp gripping them harshly and I groan wrapping my palms around his forearms to anchor myself.

"Fuck I'm sorry." He pants before biting hard at my bottom lip, tugging and then letting go. "I'm so god damn sorry."

I groan feeling blood rush south causing my dick to swell. "So fucking hot." I admit, because quite honestly every time he says sorry it turns me on. Especially when he proceeds to continue to do whatever it is that he's sorry for. He jerks at the hairs at the nape of my neck aggressively pulling my head backwards.

"Watch your fucking language Chenoa." He growls before biting into my neck. Damn it used to annoy me when he scolded me for my language. Now it adds to the unbearable swelling between my legs. I jump when his hands let go of my hair and travel down my back before gripping my hips tightly. I sway my bottom half against him shivering at the brief contact of our erections.

"I want to do it." I pant loving the sharp bite of his teeth against my flesh. He pauses before pulling away. I expect him get scared and try to make a run for it but instead he looks amused.

"Chip. We can't just do it."

"Why? You don't want to?" I rub my palms against his sides feeling the taut muscles beneath his shirt. The cool air of the kitchen makes me shiver and I can feel my nipples harden.

He sighs and strokes his thumbs against my belly. "Chip. We're talking about sex here."

"Yeah. I know."

"Anal sex. There's a certain amount of preparation that needs to go into it. Especially since you've never done it before."

I find myself flushing at this stepping back a little bit and reaching up to rub my hand against the untouched side of my throat. "I've already prepared a lot."

"What?"

I don't know why I suddenly feel shy. Something about the reality of admitting to anal masturbation makes me cringe in embarrassment. Maybe there's a part of me that feels like I should still feel ashamed to talk about such a thing with an adult figure, despite the fact that I no longer see him as my guardian. It's funny because I want him to stick his dick up my ass but the thought of admitting to using a dildo or a vibrator makes me want to hide. "Oh my god." I mumble and cover my face with my hands.

"Chip what did you say?" Theo sounds bewildered. Like the thought of me masturbating never even crossed his mind. It didn't cross my mind before either until all I could think about was him touching me. My mind became consumed with trying to imitate my imagination in real life. I wanted to feel what was happening in my head.

I bite my lip and grab his hand in mine refusing to look into his eyes as I pull him out of the kitchen and up the stairs towards our bedroom. He follows silently closing his bedroom door behind us as I hurry over to one of my unpacked bags. I pull out a box nestled at the bottom feeling my body heat up with embarrassment. "I bought this online. It has 4 different sizes that vibrate and one of those little egg vibrators." I explain popping open the box and sliding it forward on the floor for him to see. Needless to say it wasn't cheap.

"Since when have you been using these?" Theo asks leaning down and picking up the box. His hair is messier than it was this morning and I can't help but smile at that. He sounds a little angry as if my using vibrating dildos without his knowledge has seriously offended him.

"Since I moved in with Raid."

"You used these around Raid?" Theo's voice raises an octave and he sends me an outraged glare.

"NO! I only used them if he wasn't home."

"Holyshit Chip."

"I just....I kept seeing you in my head....and I wanted to feel it. I know it's gross." I look at the ground averting my gaze, ashamed to face the older man.

Theo pauses before sighing and moving to sit on the couch, setting the box down on the very large coffee table. "It's not gross Chip. It's normal."

I shake my head and cover my face. "It's so embarrassing."

Theo laughs causing me to look up at him. His eyes are sparkling as he leans forward and gestures at the toys. "You ask to have sex so brazenly and yet you're embarrassed about masturbating?"

"Don't make fun of me!"

"I'm not making fun of you Chip I just think you're in for a rude awakening. How can you expect to make it through sex when you're this shy about something else that's so natural?"

"Hey I gave you a blow job didn't I? I wasn't shy about that!" Theo purses his lips trying to hide his smile but I can clearly see it.

"You're such a jackass." I grumble grabbing the corner of the box on the coffee table to put it away. Theo moves with lightning speed grabbing the other side to keep it in place. I glare at him and tug at the box once more. "Let go I'm putting it away."

Theo shakes his head. "No. We can't put them away now that you've showed them to me." I feel my stomach burn at the suggestion in his voice and my breathing picks up. He eyes the toys and then glances at me his gaze moving slowly down my body. "Which size are you on?" He asks tapping the box with his finger.

"Oh my god! Stop it you're doing this on purpose to embarrass me!" I snap grabbing the box with two hands now. He's not having it and instead uses all his strength to rip it from my grasp. He holds the box up facing it towards me and taps it once again with his index finger.

"Which. One?" He demands. His voice is low, demanding and incredibly sexy. I'm breathless at the sound of it with a mix of lust and awkward.

I clear my throat and gesture at the box "I've been using the third one pretty comfortably recently, so I've been considering moving to the largest."

The largest one isn't nearly as big him when he's fully erect though.

Theo nods and sets the box down into his lap pulling the largest of the toys out before setting the box aside. I watch as he stands going out into the hall and into the bathroom. The sink turns on. He's washing it. There's an inner battle inside me. One part of me wants to run away, the other part is vibrating with anticipation.

Is this really happening? I almost feel like this is all in my head. The Theo I know gets guilt ridden over kisses and terrible blow jobs so it seems highly unlikely that this is real.

Theo walks back into the room with the toy in hand as well as a generous tube of lube. I feel my cheeks heat up as he sets them down on the coffee table and shrugs off his suit jacket, tossing it onto the bed carelessly. Usually he has to make sure to hang everything up the moment he takes it off. He's excited. I feel my groin pulse at the thought and stay in my spot on the floor as he unbuttons his shirt and the cuffs before rolling up the sleeves. He grabs his favorite red fluffy throw blanket from his bed and brings it over, moving everything off of the coffee table before putting the blanket on top. His attention returns to me and I shift under his gaze.

"Get on the table." He orders.

I glance at the surface before clearing my throat. "I don't know that a coffee table is going to hold my weight."

"This coffee table is a slab of solid ebony wood. It will hold. Get on." I purse my lips. Hesitating. "You want to go to sleep?" Despite how bashful I am I find myself immediately shaking my head at Theo's question. "We aren't having sex right now. I am more than willing to use this on you, "Theo shakes the dildo in his hand, "But you have to get on the table."

I think about it before slowly getting to my feet and inching forward.

"Are you scared?" Theo questions with amusement, watching my slow motion journey across the five feet it takes to get to the table. His smirk is probably the most beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on.

I shake my head. "I'm not scared. I'm just....it's embarrassing." Theo grabs my chin in one hand and gives me a simple kiss right on the lips with a quiet 'mwuah' before patting my cheek.

"Don't be embarrassed. I'm the only person who is allowed to see you like this." I nod and he gestures towards the table. "Hands and knees." My whole body vibrates as I crawl onto the table, feeling utterly exposed. It's exhilarating, embarrassing, and a complete turn on. "Ass up." I flush biting my lip and obeying, ears tingling from the command. The room is painfully quiet and I have no vision of the proceedings so I jerk fiercely when I feel Theo's hands on my lower back. He rubs the area slowly, soothingly, the sound and sensation of skin on skin contact putting me into a dreamy trance. His fingers move with precision as if every little press and tickle is made with purpose. I was worried that the table would hurt against my elbows and knees but the blanket is so thick that I hardly feel the hard surface beneath me. Theo's palms move to my ass, kneading slowly and I feel goosebumps rise all over me. Fingers dip into the waistband of my underwear and pull slowly. Cool air meets my skin and I let out a shaking breath at the idea of being so exposed.

I've been exposed in front of the older man before so I'm unsure what is so different about this moment. Perhaps it's how slow that it has managed to play out. Usually everything with Theo is fast and aggressive but right now he's teasing me, he's making it more obvious to me that he's interested and eager to move forward with this relationship that we've both really wanted. I'm sure there will still be arguments, and I'm sure that he will still have seeds of shame and doubt but I think slowly they will disappear with the rest of his reservations.

I jump and a sound of surprise bursts from my mouth when I feel cool liquid drip onto me effectively knocking me out of my thoughts. One of Theo's hands is holding my hips steady while the other must be squeezing the lube. He's missing the target though so I reach back spreading myself for him with shaking hands.

"Damn" He groans and I press my lips together and push my forehead onto the soft red blanket effectively raising my ass higher. I start to lose my balance a bit so I shift, spreading my knees further apart. Nothing happens for a while and cringe clearing my throat.

"Please stop staring."

The older man chuckles with vibrato that feels like molten lava rolling down my spine. The sensation is assuaged by the cool wet drip of lube on skin. I contract at the feeling and I feel Theo blow against my flesh in response.

I'm hard and I can tell that I'm dripping onto the blanket when Theo's finger first touches the ring of tight muscle. I shiver and close my eyes. He rubs his finger against me at first getting me used to the feeling of flesh on flesh before he finally presses his index finger inside. I gasp loudly at the invasion my body spreading to accommodate fairly easily. He twists his finger and pulls it out halfway before pushing it back and I feel my eyebrows pulling together in concentration. "When was the last time you did this?" Theo asks shoving his finger just a little bit harder as if to emphasize the question.

I tremble and open my mouth to answer but no words come out. I try again. "Maybe...." clear my throat "Maybe three or four days ago?"

"Ah," Theo muses and I stretch wider when he adds a second finger. There's a wet sound as he pours more lube onto the area making it easier for him to push the two fingers inside. "So you do it at least twice a week?" He twists his fingers again. "That's why this place is fairly obliging."

He pushes in a third finger and I groan, muscles shaking. It doesn't hurt but there's a pressure there that pleases me.

"Three fingers is reasonably thick Chenoa." The older man offers pulling in and out once more before fully removing his fingers with a wet pop. My heart is beating a mile a minute and I hear the sound of Theo coating the toy with lube before I feel the tip of it press against me. I lick my lips and shift relaxing myself as best as I can. Theo seems to be hesitating as if he's not sure if he should continue to prepare me or not.

"I'm ready." I assure. "Put it in."

The older man makes a satisfied sound and I lurch when I feel the naked flesh of his manhood hit my thigh. I'm shocked and unprepared, not that I'm complaining. "Theo I thought you said-"

"We aren't doing it, don't worry. My pants just got too tight, I had to take it out." I nod against the blanket and take a deep breathe relaxing myself again. I feel the tip of the dildo press past the first ring of muscle and there's a slight burning sensation that makes me moan with satisfaction as I shift and relax myself further. We are both fairly surprised when I seem to accept the biggest size with almost no resistance. The burning while slightly painful isn't so bad, I actually find myself wishing that it hurt just a little bit more. "Fuck" Theo grunts "It's all the way to the base. Are you hurt?"

I shake my head a little but realize he can't see me from his position so I swallow and respond with a shaky "No." He doesn't move it at all as if he doubts that I'm telling the truth. So I push my ass towards him in the hopes that this will be convincing enough. "You can move it."

"You should take a second to get-"

"I don't need to get used to it. I want you to move it." I snap more forcefully. There's silence and guilt seeps into my conscience due to the annoyance in my tone. I whine afraid that I might've put Theo off with how fiercely I responded. Frankly I sounded a bit bossy. Leave it to me to be able to be fucking aggravating in the middle of something like this. "Please." I add delicately in hopes of redeeming myself.

It seems this works because Theo grabs the base of the toy and pulls it out halfway before pushing it back in I shiver but it's still not enough. "Harder." I pant letting one of my hands fall to the blanket. Theo's hand replaces it and spreads me.

"Chip-"

"Please Theo. Do it harder. I know you can. I know you want to."

"Fine." He responds and he pulls it out quickly before ramming it back in with passionate force. I cry out and lose my balance catching myself by gripping the ends of the table in front of me with my palms. Theo doesn't hold back any longer and instead pistons the dildo in and out of me with an intense and changing rhythm. He tilts it downwards slightly and my whole body shakes with pleasure.

"Not there! Not yet!" He obeys and changes the position again while simultaneously turning on the vibration settings. "SHIT!" I shout as my legs begin to shake. I try to pull away to make it so that the stimulation stops for just a second but Theo knows what I'm doing reaches over with one hand grabbing my shoulder and tugging me back with all the strength that he has so that I'm trapped as he twists the object and presses it downwards again just barely letting it kiss that one spot before pulling it out.

I try to ignore the sounds that I'm making, try to figure out why it feels so much better when he does it. Maybe it's the loss of control. I know when my body is at its peak and I can match my movements to it if I'm not ready to cum. Theo doesn't care. Theo turns the vibration up even higher and pushes the toy back inside harshly a couple of times before tilting it and ramming the spot that I asked him to avoid. My eyes water and I reach back with my palm digging my fingers into whatever part of his body that I can find as my body jerks and convulses. I swear loudly, curse at him for ignoring my words but simultaneously loving the pleasure that he's giving me. I orgasm, my cum shooting out in thick strings as I feel a mixture of sweat and lube drip down my thighs. But Theo doesn't stop there. He keeps going. Continues to work the machine in and out of me so powerfully that every part of me feels like jello. My legs give out and I turn as I fall so that I don't land on my dick. Instead I land on my side and wince. Theo pulls the toy out but just as I think he's finished he grabs my thigh and pushes it up towards my chest before slowly inserting the vibrator again. I inhale shakily and grab the arm that holds my leg up jerking when he turns the vibration up again and strokes inside gently as if trying to coax out another orgasm.

I didn't even need to touch my fucking dick. Usually I have to because I can't quite get myself to that place even with direct stimulation to my prostate. Hand a fucking vibrator to Theo and he gives me a prostate orgasm in a couple minutes. I jerk when I feel the toy stroke against my prostate once more. Theo pushes my leg up further causing my muscles to burn but somehow the sensation gets me horny again and my chest is heaving heavily with the effort it takes to contain my voice. He taps my prostate, pulls the vibrator away, pushes my leg and taps again. The pain of my thigh burning from the strain puts stars of pleasure in my eyes and I grunt shifting to get away from the older man once again. He climbs onto the table and holds me there while using the vibrator to kiss that over sensitive spot. His erection gently bumps against the flesh of my upper thigh and I lick my lips before reaching over with one hand and grabbing it stroking the heated flesh.

"No Chip. This is about you." Theo says shaking his head, but he has no hands free to fight me.

"I want to touch you though." I pant looking up into his eyes. He groans his eyes taking me in before he shakes his head pushing my leg again and pressing the vibrator against me with a calculating gaze. I convulse again my hand dropping from his erection as I use it to anchor myself against the table. He doesn't turn it off or pull it away as my body jerks and instead leaves it so that it continues to stimulate that part of me until it becomes borderline painful. Of course even then it still feels good.

Theo finally pulls it out and sets the machine aside pulling my leg down from my chest slowly and getting off of the table. Even though I could really use a moment to recover I don't allow it and instead sit up and wrap my arms around Theo's thighs. His pants are unbuttoned and his erection is free so I reach up and grab it in my hands giving it a couple pumps. Theo doesn't fight me this time but instead puts his palm at the back of my head pushing me forward. I don't require any convincing as I lean in and take him into my mouth. As I try to go down on him further he pushes me away, always the one to worry about whether I'm okay or not. I reach behind him and slap his ass to scold him and He grunts and reaches down grabbing the base of dick and giving in to me. I don't have to remind him to be selfish this time as his fingers dig into the back of my scalp and he pistons against my mouth. It feels good. Just as good as what he did to me a few moments ago and I moan against his flesh so that he knows.

"Fuck Chip. How are you like this?" He pants pumping his hips against me even faster as he reaches his orgasm. I look up at him and blink not sure how to even begin to formulate an answer to that question. "What are you doing to me?" If I could smile I would because in this moment the breathlessness and the confusion in his voice hit my gut and melt my heart. I love how mystified he sounds. I love that I can do that to him. He looks gorgeous his hair falling against his forehead in disarray and his brows scrunched with pleasure as he stares down at me, making sure that he doesn't miss anything. I grip the backs of his thighs tightly in my hands causing him to jerk and release into my mouth. He tastes good. I don't if it's supposed to taste this good but it does and I imagine that it's simply because it's him. He pulls away halfway through and shudders as the last of his release splashes against my face. Almost immediately Theo is collapsing down on the couch across from me and pulling me into his lap his lips taking mine fervently in his. I kiss him back wondering if the taste of himself on my tongue disgusts him, if it does he shows no sign of it as he strokes his fingers against the nape of my neck soothingly and moves his tongue against mine. He breaks away and lays sweet kisses down my neck his arms wrapping around my torso like a boa constrictor. I laugh because his lips start to tickle and he looks up at me his eyebrows furrowing.

"I got it on your face again."

I shrug and reach up wiping it off with my palm before smiling at the older man. "I don't mind"

He scoffs and reaches up wiping off some more that I missed. "Of course you don't mind." His eyes fill with a look of amazement and he reaches up sifting fingers through my hair. "You came from just using your ass. Since when did you become such a sexual deviant?"

I blush and press myself against his chest kissing him gently on the lips before pulling away. "Probably since I became so obsessed with you Theo Tetera."

"You think you're obsessed?" He questions his eyes staring into me as if this could hardly be true. His palms grip my bare backside and I feel comforted by the sensation. "Look what you've done to me."

"You don't like it?" I whisper.

"I like it too much. It feels wrong."

"Theo everything about this is right." I pick up his hand and lace my fingers with his. "You are everything to me. No one, nothing... matters to me more than you do. All I want to do is be with you, look at you, touch you, please you. How is that wrong?" I kiss his knuckles and look him in the eyes.

"I'll hurt you. I don't know how but I will. Or you'll get sick of me."

"Are you going to get sick of me?"

Theo shakes his head almost immediately. "I'm not going to get sick of you either."

The older man's eyes fill with doubt and his face almost looks childish in this moment. As if he's six years old and he doesn't believe for one second that his mom is coming back to pick him up. She's gone for good. He lifts our intertwined hands and presses them against his lips closing his eyes for a second before looking back up at me. He looks so sad. Sadder than I've ever seen him but there's a spark of hope underneath it all. "Promise?"

I reach up with both hands and gently stroke the soft spots beneath his eyes "I promise."

So? What do we think? This took me a while to write. I want their encounters to be overtly sexual but with a lot of their personality and relationship dynamic included as well. That's why there seems to be a lot of bickering. Let me know what your thoughts are! Sorry about the smut....or am I sorry? ;)  Love you guys!!!!

-Rayne