Being Different

No Holding Back

A/N: Damien and Randy settle in for the night, but hear noises coming from the other room...

"So, your dad's some kind of secret agent, huh?" Randy sauntered into my room, casually looking around, his eyes finally settling upon me as I stood, glancing out the bay window.

"Yeah, so, are you freaked out? Are you mad?" I asked him, without turning around. I wanted to sense his take on this entire operation. I wanted his impression on what he'd seen and heard so far. In a way, it was more of a reassurance for me that Randy wouldn't be fazed by any of it and still remain the sweet guy I fell in love with.

"No, why should I be mad? Well, come to think of it, yeah, I'm mad...I'm mad at my dad for doing these stupid things! I'm mad at him for hurting my mom, and then you! Yeah, you could say I'm mad. But am I freaked out by all this spy versus spy stuff your dad is involved in? No, I'm not. Actually, I think it is kind of cool" He smiled, reaching out for my hand. I held it out towards him, finally turning around, drinking in his glorious form as he stood there, as he captured and eventually clasped my hand tightly in his.

"I'm kind of glad he got you both here...Thanks to Nik too...If anything happened to either of you I'd be broken...especially you..." I responded, in a sullen tone. I now understood what it felt like to be one half of a whole, in a relationship.

Although this was my first ever love, I had no intention of letting Randy go, and I hoped that he felt that way about me in return, or at least he seemed to. He sidled up to me, slipping his arms around my waist, gently placing his chin on my shoulder as I gazed outside the window once more.

"Hey, do you think he can train me to be an agent?" He suddenly enquired, his eyes brightening up with the prospect of doing something exciting and not ordinary.

"What? You mean, you want to join The Organization?" I gasped as my eyebrows shot up, snapping around to face him as I placed my hands upon his chest. "Whoa, steady there, fella...Are you sure you want this?"

"Yep, I think so. Your dad may not have told me everything but I kind of guessed exactly the line of work he's in. He's got to be one of those operatives who's seen a lot of action, and I want to be exactly that...wouldn't you?" He grinned, holding me at arm's length.

"Umm, Randy...You don't even know exactly what line of work my father is in! You don't even know what kind of training that even entails. My father has put lots of hours into self-defense training, but it's not just the physical part. There's also sciences, math...Stuff you hate..." I broke off teasingly, chuckling at Randy's expense.

He rolled his eyes citing, "Awh, I'm sure it will be a piece of cake...Besides I think your dad will go easy on me" He laughed, but I shook my head in total disagreement knowing full well how my father would react to that! I also recalled how Randy had been reluctant to do the science project I had roped him into with Nik.

"Okay, mister...Since you're so eager to get on with it, how about we concentrate on the Science project for the competition? We still have to turn that in you know?" I chided him.

"Umm...sure...but for now...how about we concentrate on something else?" He smooched at my neck, laying down small tender kisses from my collarbone upwards to my chin. There was a hint of some stubble there, which he teasingly nibbled at, which made me ticklish.

I squirmed in his arms, laughing as I pushed him backwards easily using very little strength. He backed up towards the bed and we both fell into it with me on top of him. He then rolled us over, laughingly as he did so, still with his arms locked tightly around me. His steely gaze clouded over with lust as he gazed into my eyes.

Our lips found each other as our hands gently massaged flesh upon firm flesh, groping, stroking each other tenderly underneath our shirts, slowly melding our bodies, still clothed against one another. I gasped, catching my breath briefly as he did, then once more, he assaulted my lips with such fervor and passion. I sensed a tantalizing tingling between my legs and found myself wet with desire and he pressed his growing girth between my legs.