Kieron awoke in Ste's bed. Really, the accomodations were a might tragic, but Kieron was grateful to have a place to sleep. Although, as he looked up at the bare ceiling he felt his heart beat in his throat. He thought he might be dying.
"Are you all right?" Ste's face was right in front of him.
"Of course," Kieron did his best to be cheery. Really, the sod wanted to hurry everything a long last night. Kieron slowed him down as much as he could. But he looked as if he was ready to go at it again, between the sheets.
"Forgive me, but I've always been-"
"Its quiet all right," Kieron took him in. A cuddle and squeeze might be nice. It was morning. Actually, Kieron did find him quite pretty. But was it enough to suffice the need to be with someone?
At least, Ste was quite calm at the moment, and he was the one who kissed away any qualm Kieron might have in this whole ordeal. Of course, they were only going to touch each other, but that hadn't lasted long. It was impossible to keep the rules.
He thought fondly last night when he'd whispered in Ste's ear that rules were made to be broken. So they had each other til the wee hours of the morning, and here Ste was wanting more, finding it easy to make Kieron's cock a stone.
Kieron found himself delirious wanting to push himself fierce inside Ste, with his fingers hanging on to Ste's hip bones. Execpt, it was Ste who had his way, and he left as many love marks as he could on Kieron's back and shoulders.
While Kris's music was as much a sluggish pop tune, Ste made up for it with his hard core metal.
He'd somehow sank into Kieron's thoughts long after the rapture of getting each other's sex on. And Kieron found himself wondering where would the night lead. Where would they be tomorrow?