Complement, page 22
part #3 of Connectivity Series
Ash returned his kiss immediately, gripping the back of his head as they came together in a long overdue renewing of their Connection. It was almost primal, the way they needed each other, gripping and touching and scrabbling for purchase as their arms and legs tangled together.
They were both wearing tank tops and while Ash’s shirt was tighter-fitting to hide his binder, Nick’s was loose and Ash let go of his head to slide his hands up the back of his shirt, almost clawing at Nick’s skin to bring him closer. Nick loved it and moaned out a sound, encouraging Ash to take what he needed.
His boy smelled like sunscreen, sweat, and sauteed onions and Nick wanted to lick every part of him, reveling in their moments of closeness. They hadn’t really come together that way since they’d left the house that morning and with all their tension over the last few hours with their drive home, their talk, and then their time apart, it was no wonder they were desperate for each other.
“Lock the door,” Ash groaned out as Nick licked a stripe up his neck. He was off the bed and back with his shirt nowhere to be seen in seconds and when he returned to Ash, he was already halfway off with his shirt as well. Nick tugged the hem and it went flying, leaving his rumpled and sexy as hell boyfriend sprawled on their bed.
Nick hovered over him for just a moment more before he dropped his body down and their mouths connected again.
Their second meeting wasn’t as urgent as before and when Ash wrapped his arms and legs around Nick’s body, Nick smoothed his hand over Ash’s butt and up his hamstring, reaching the end of his shorts and slipping his hand inside the fabric. He caressed Ash’s leg, enjoying the feel of their tongues as they tangled and stroked each other to some rhythm only they could hear.
Ash’s hands caressed every inch of his skin he could reach and eventually ended up slipping inside the waistband of his underwear. Nick withdrew his hand from Ash’s leg, planting his elbows on either side of Ash, and doing a plank pose, hoisted himself up so Ash could undo his shorts and get them off. Using a move that suggested they were far more practiced at undressing each other than they actually were, Ash unbuttoned his shorts, then slid everything down at once, bringing his feet up to push the fabric the rest of the way and Nick lifted each foot, discarding his shorts over the edge of the bed.
Before he dropped, though, he popped the button on Ash’s shorts, giving him the choice of whether or not he wanted to undress as well and his guy didn’t hesitate. He slid the zipper down and shoved, just like he’d done with Nick’s shorts. Nick used one foot to drag the clothes the rest of the way and when he finally dropped his body down, they both groaned at the feel of the other, glad to be touching so intimately again.
Ash ran his hands over Nick’s shoulders, back, and down to his butt and Nick pressed his hips into Ash’s center, causing him to gasp and pull his mouth away.
“God, that feels amazing,” Ash moaned. “I’ll never get enough of the feel of your body against mine. I was an idiot to deny this part of us for so long and—” he gasped as Nick pressed against him again, “uungghh. Fuck, I love you. We need lube,” he panted and Nick rolled them over so he was on his back. Ash clambored off and Nick stroked himself while he followed Ash’s gorgeous butt with his eyes.
Ash grabbed their lube and the box of tissues but froze when he saw what Nick was doing. His eyes tracked the movement and Nick wanted to puff up his chest at seeing the lust in Ash’s eyes as he watched the show. He lifted his free hand and rubbed it across his abs and up to his nipples, flicking each one with his fingernail.
Ash approached the bed slowly, eyes holding Nick’s like a trance and crawled on his hands and knees, tossing the tissues and lube near Nick’s shoulder. His arms and legs were outside the frame of Nick’s body but his eyes never wavered as he lowered his hips and rubbed himself along Nick’s hand and dick, grinding against him and causing his eyes to close at the eroticism of the move.
He hadn’t really figured Ash would be all that comfortable in the bedroom with everything stacked against him regarding his body, but holy hell, did he know what he was doing.
Nick’s free hand fumbled for the lube and he ended up needing both hands to pop the top and squirt some into his palm, but Ash kept him pinned down against his abs, as he rubbed himself up and down Nick’s length.
Rubbing the lube around in his palm, Nick reached between them and coated himself then Ash as he raised his hips. Ash closed his eyes and thrust his hips into Nick’s palm as he applied pressure for him to grind against. He rubbed his hand in circles, gently massaging Ash’s sensitive nerves and when Ash opened his eyes again he dropped his body and Nick moved his hand up to Ash’s butt as their mouths connected again and Ash began to move against him.
Nick dropped the lube and both hands joined to carsess Ash’s rounded butt, pulling his cheeks apart and pressing them together again. The feel of Ash grinding against him and the taste of him on his tongue, set Nick’s pulse racing and every slide and glide of Ash against him ratcheted up his arousal another notch.
He knew it wouldn’t take much more for him but it was Ash who surprised him again by sitting up suddenly and raising his hips to free Nick’s length. Ash grabbed it and pushed it behind him, scooting up slightly then trapping Nick’s dick between his cheeks with one hand as he raised up slightly and lowered, just enough to create an entirely new sensation and the sight of his boy that way as he grabbed Nick’s hand and brought it down to massage his swollen bud, had Nick coming in less than ten seconds.
“Fuuccckkk,” he groaned out and thrust his hips, trying not dislodge Ash or interrupt his rhythm and Ash, the naughty little minx, reached behind him and swiped up some of Nick’s release. He painted his bud with it, giving Nick a fresh coating of slick and pressed his hips into Nick’s fingers, riding him with urgency.
Remembering what had worked before, Nick brought his free hand to Ash’s backside and collected his seed, shuddering when brushed against his own sensitive skin. Coating his index finger, he found Ash’s crease, and keeping up the rhythm with his right hand, used his left finger to rub Ash’s hole in time with this thrusting.
Ash had his eyes closed and looked like a supernatural being sent to tempt Nick’s every fantasy as he dug his fingers into Nick’s pecs, pressing back into his index finger then thrusting forward into his right palm. Doing what had worked last time, Nick pressed just the tip of his finger inside Ash and he shot his hips back, taking more, and calling out a small string of curses as he rode Nick’s hands, eventually collapsing in a sweaty heap on top of Nick’s chest, as they panted together, praising the other for how amazing they were.
“Holy fuck that was hot,” Nick muttered, wrapping his left arm around Ash’s waist and running his right hand through Ash’s sweaty hair. “You are one dirty little mister, you know that? Where the hell did you come up with a move like that?”
Ash snickered but didn’t attempt to move. “Porn, babe. We’ll watch it together sometime and we can do all the naughty little things we want to each other.”
“You watch porn?” Nick asked, loving that he was learning something new about his guy.
“Uh, yeah. You don’t? I thought every man ever watched porn.” Ash turned his head and pressed his face into Nick’s ear. “Maybe after I’m healed up and we get a little more comfortable with things, we can record ourselves and watch our own little porn movie.”
“Who the fuck are you and what did you do with my sweet and innocent boo bear?”
“Boo bear? Really?” Ash asked sarcastically and Nick shrugged, smoothing his hands down Ash’s back to glide over the sticky mounds of his ass cheeks.
“It’s new. I’m trying it out,” he replied, trailing his fingers in Ash’s spread crease.
Ash squirmed and kissed him on his neck, bringing his hand over to run his fingers through Nick’s hair as he proceeded to turn his kisses into sucks, peppering him with hickies.
“Baby,” Nick whispered and Ash looked up, letting Nick’s nipple slip from his red and swollen lips. Nick groaned and gripped Ash on either side of his face, bringing him up so their mouths were nearly touching. “I fucking love you. So goddamn much my heart is going to explode. You make me happier than any other person in the universe and I can’t imagine how you came to be mine.” He pressed a kiss to Ash’s lips, then sat up, holding his guy tightly as they wrapped their arms around each other. “I’m sorry about earlier,” he whispered.
Ash nodded. “Me too. I thought about what you said for a long time, and you were right. I was hiding that part of myself. I didn’t mean to, but I’ve tried for so long not be that, that person, you know? I’ve basically erased who I was before and you’re right. I am still that person to a degree. Those memories are still inside me. They didn’t go away just because I changed how I looked or dressed, and you have a right to know about who I was before. We’re sharing this life and our one soul and I don’t want there to be any secrets between us. I love you and I’m sorry for being so closed off.”
Nick kissed him softly, enjoying their quiet moments. “It’s over, boo bear.” Ash raised one eyebrow and Nick grinned. “Why don't we get cleaned up and I’ll help you finished whatever you were making. You can share your book with me while we eat. I want to know all about baby Ash and what adventures you got up to.”
Ash smiled at him gratefully and hugged him around his neck. “I love you. So goddamn much my heart is going to explode.” Nick returned his hug, just as grateful to have Ash in his life. They finally each took their turn in the bathroom, and together they cooked the tacos Ash had been planning to make. And over their quiet home-cooked meal, Ash revealed another part of his life that made Nick love him even more.
-XIII-
Wednesday and Thursday passed by without incident and other than some welcome cooler temperatures that allowed them to study on a blanket in the backyard, they continued with their schoolwork and talked more than ever, mentally preparing themselves for the following week. Nick had also been sneaking texts between himself and Cory in hopes that everything would be perfect for his surprise Wednesday night. Ash would send him looks when he would get too caught up online or on his phone, but Nick was almost positive he had no idea what he was planning.
Ash had coordinated to meet Crystal at a coffee shop right after his last class on Friday, and barring them ending up in their willow castle again, they would be hanging out with her for an hour or so to go over some school projects.
As they walked into the Fuller building for Nick’s class, he reminded Ash that he needed to inform his instructor that he wouldn’t be in class the following week and when they arrived at his classroom, he kept a hold of Ash’s hand and towed him along to find his instructor.
Mr. Morgan was an older man with a full head of brown and gray hair and a goatee that Nick supposed he was using to try to make himself appear younger. He had a slight southern accent, but Nick had no idea what region he might have been from, and he also thought Anthropology was what every one of his students would be pursuing as a career.
Nick waited behind another student, a girl he thought was named Erika who was asking about a section of their reading she didn’t understand and when she finished up and it was his turn, Mr. Morgan gave them a once over that Nick was sure was dripping with disdain.
“Mr. La Velle, what can I do for you?” Mr. Morgan asked, stacking a bunch of papers together on the lectern.
“Yeah. I just wanted to let you know that I won’t be here next Friday and the following week. My boyfriend is having surgery,” Nick squeezed Ash’s hand, “and I’m going to be taking the time off to help him out that first week.”
Mr. Morgan’s face softened into something resembling concern. “Well, I’m sorry to hear that. I hope it’s nothing serious,” he said to Ash.
“It’s definitely going to change my life,” Ash replied.
“Well, I’ll hope for a positive outcome for you then,” Mr. Morgan returned with a nod of his head.
“Thanks,” they replied together. “I was wondering if I could get any assignments or chapters to read so I can keep up on everything while I’m out,” Nick continued.
“Mmm. If you’ve been following along in the discussion boards online, I’ll go ahead and post the next two topics early so you can still participate. I’ll post the reading assignments as well. You might consider finding someone who will let you copy their notes because I like to take my quiz questions from my lectures and the text.”
“Okay. Cool. Thank you so much. I’ll do my best to keep up while Ash is recovering.”
“I’m glad to hear that. Thank you for letting me know and I wish you a successful surgery, Ash. You’re quite young and it seems unfortunate for such a young person to need to undergo something like that. I wish you well and I’m glad that Mr. La Velle will be able to be there for you,” Mr. Morgan commented and Nick thanked him again before leading Ash back out to the hallway.
“Well, at least he doesn't seem to hate us anymore,” Ash commented as he leaned back against the wall a ways down from the door.
“Yeah, but he could have offered to let you stay in the room, knowing what we’re going through,” Nick replied.
Ash made an agreeable face and Nick leaned down to press a few kisses to his neck and lips. He wrapped his arms around Nick and hugged him back.
“I better get going. I need to find someone who will let me copy their notes,” Nick said and Ash held him tighter.
“I don’t like being apart. People look at me when you’re not here.”
“Of course people look at you, babe. You’re gorgeous and sexy and they’re all secretly hating me because I’m with you and they’re not. They’re wondering why I would leave you all alone, a defenseless little lamb who could easily be led astray.”
Ash giggled and swatted at his chest. “They are not. You’re the only one who thinks that.”
Nick kissed his lips softly, then whispered against them, “Slowly look to your right, just beyond my shoulder at the table.”
Ash pulled back and looked at him then glanced over his shoulder. Nick snuck a quick glance as well and the brown-haired boy sitting there immediately blushed and dropped his eyes back to his book then fidgeted around a bit and started gathering his things.
“Told you,” Nick said, straightening up and adjusting his backpack.
Ash gave him a look. “That boy only blushed when you looked over. He didn’t even know I was looking at him.”
“Sweetheart, every time I see him, he’s staring at you. He only blushed because he got caught and knows I’ll pound him into hamburger if he were to try anything.”
Ash giggled and swatted at him again. “You would not, you big lumberjack. Geez, macho much?” he teased, but Nick could tell he kind of liked the idea that someone found him desirable.
Nick grabbed his hand suddenly and towed him around the corner near the exit where there were fewer people. He pressed Ash back up against the wall and kissed the confused look right off his face, running his hand through his hair and down his side, giving his butt a quick squeeze. Ash made a sound in the back of his throat and Nick pulled back, grinning down at him.
“Don’t doubt it, babe. You’re mine,” Nick said and pulled his rumpled guy back around the corner. Ash just blushed and tried to fix his hair while looking like he wanted to die of embarrassment. Nick grinned and stopped at a comfy chair closest to his classroom. He helped Ash get his bag off and then hugged him again. “Love you,” he said and pressed a kiss behind his ear.
Ash hugged him back. “Love you too. You’d better go, He-Man. Don’t want to be late,” he teased.
Nick chuckled and turned just in time to see the brown-haired boy watching them again. He nicked his chin out to Ash who glanced over and rolled his eyes. Nick smiled at him as he backed away then ducked into his class, taking the seat closest to the door. He loved his guy to the end of time but thought it was so cute when Ash got flustered over other people’s attention. Just proved Nick’s point even more that Ash caught people’s eye and Nick was beyond lucky to get to call him his.
Rummaging through his bag for the correct folder, Nick was still thinking of his sexy boyfriend when Mr. Morgan called the class to attention. Nick arranged his book and clicked open his pen when the door opened and the brown-hair boy slipped through, took a quick look around and reluctantly took the seat right next to Nick. He shrank down from all the looks being thrown his way and quickly got out his supplies.
Mr. Morgan started on attendance and Nick noted the brown-haired boy responded to the name Ian. Ian fidgeted some more then started scribbling something onto his notebook paper. Nick listened for his name and raised his hand when Mr. Morgan called him. He worked his way through the attendance list and began the class by asking how everyone found the assignment he’d given.
Nick listened in, trying to follow along to what his classmates were saying, but shrinking down a bit, Ian passed over a torn out piece of notebook paper. Nick looked at him and he returned Nick’s glance for a moment before dropping his eyes back to his schoolwork. Nick slid the page closer and realized it was note to him. The handwriting was atrocious but Nick managed to make it out with some effort:
Sorry about staring. It’s just that you guys are so cute together. I’m not out yet and I think my parents would disown me if I ever did come out. Mormon and all that. I didn’t mean to make things weird, I’ve just never been around other gay people. Sorry. Ian.
Nick’s heart broke a little after reading Ian’s note. It was so sad that he needed to hide who he was. No wonder he’d been staring. He was probably dying a little inside everyday at having to live a lie and deny his true nature just because his family wouldn’t accept him if he was gay. Nick took a moment to wonder if Ian had ever even come out to anyone before his little declaration to Nick and that made him feel even worse about his situation.
