Taken

Chapter 17

Bright tugged at the collar of the pink silk button up Win had lended him. He wished he’d chosen not to button it all the way up to his chin, but he felt it was inappropriate to adjust it now that he was at the table with his boyfriend’s family.

Win’s father cleared his throat and Bright quickly put his hands in his lap so he wouldn’t look like he was fidgeting.

“Dinner will be served shortly,” Win’s mother told him, a soft smile on her face. Everything about her was calm and elegant and her smooth voice soothed Bright’s nerves a little. “It would have been nice if our son gave us some warning that we’d have a guest tonight.” Her scolding was gentle, like everything else about her and Win easily smiled it away while apologizing.

“I’m sorry mom. He just wanted to meet you so badly.”

Bright pinched Win’s thigh under the table.

“That’s not true!”

“You didn’t want to meet us formally?” Win’s eldest sister asked, her brows arching and Bright’s mouth gaped like a landed fish for the second time in two hours.

“I just meant-” He glared at Win out of the side of his eyes but Win was doing that innocent little boy thing with his face. “I just wasn’t as prepared today as I wanted to be.” He flushed red and he saw Win’s dad shake his head at the end of the table.

“Win is a lot like his mother, don’t let him bully you.”

“I’m not a bully,” his wife chided. Her husband wisely agreed with her, withdrawing his statement, and Bright could see what his life would be like if their relationship lasted like Win’s parents’. He wouldn’t mind being under Win’s gentle thumb.

“Ah food!” Win’s younger brother, Mick, gasped when the cook came out with a tray of mixed vegetables, the rest of the dishes following afterwards until the table was suitably loaded.

Bright watched as Win and his father loaded the plates of their nearest family member with what he presumed was their favorite food. They all smiled softly at each other and Bright felt a tug in his heart when Win turned to him to do the same.

“I don’t like-”

“I know,” Win cut him off, skipping over the plate of pungent steamed leaves to something less heavily scented. “I pay attention.”

Bright felt like he flushed from his head to his toes. Returning the favor, he used a tong to grab some seafood pieces and put them on Win’s plate, shelling them for him as well.

“I also pay attention,” he whispered.

Win’s parents looked at each other across the table and Win’s eldest sister kicked him lightly in the shin. He smiled to himself, knowing that Bright had won them over with only a few moves. The rest of the night was spent learning more about each other and inviting Bright to come over again or have breakfast with them in the morning if he was staying over with Win. This caused both boys to blush, but Bright readily agreed.

After Dinner, Win showed Bright around their rather extensive property, well-lit by decorative lights hidden along pathways and in bushes.

“Do you think they liked me?” Bright asked swinging their clasped hands.

“Is water wet?”

Bright knocked him with his elbow.

“I was so nervous,” he admitted.

Win touched Bright’s back. The shirt was soaked through with sweat. “I can tell,” he said, rubbing the fabric lightly so it rasped against Bright’s skin. “You need a shower?”

Bright brushed his hair off his forehead. “Yeah,” he agreed, hearing the suggestive tone in Win’s voice. They retraced their steps back to the mansion and tramped through the house to Win’s room, tucked in a maze of glittering hallways. “Your house is huge,” Bright huffed.

“It just feels larger because you want me naked already.”

“Are you a mind reader?”

Win leaned into him and Bright wrapped an arm around his waist. “I know that look in your eye,” his lips brushed Bright’s earlobe, “and that flush on your skin. I know how much you want me and exactly what you want, what you beg for when I have you pressed face down in the mattress-”

“God!” Bright sped up even though he didn’t know the destination and Win grabbed his hand, leading him the right way. They crashed into his room so enthusiastically he feared they’d broken his door. They only paused so he could lock it.

A button skittered across the floor, the borrowed shirt now hanging uselessly from Bright’s strong arms. Win couldn’t help but grab him by his waist, mouthing at his bicep.

Bright laughed a little at the unusual sensation.

“Sorry. I love your body.”

Bright huffed, “No need to apologize. I love your body too,” he assured him, staring down at the miles of creamy skin covering draped over him. Some areas were flushed with patches of pink and he couldn’t help running his fingers over him. “I feel like I’ll never get enough of you.”

Win rocked back on his knees and smirked down at him, it was an expression he was picking up from Bright.

“Spread your legs for me.”

Bright shivered and complied, the slippery substance coating his ass at Win’s words and ruining Win’s expensive bed sheets. He moved to close his legs. “Sorry, I-“

Win gripped his knees and slipped a finger into him, the pleasure cutting off Bright’s apology. Two fingers speared him and he wasn’t sure he could recall his own name.

“You’re so slick,” Win pumped his fingers into him and Bright shifted his hips needing more, needing something larger. His back arched and Win couldn’t help but lean down and latch on to a nipple, his teeth shooting pain and pleasure across the sensitive nerves of Bright’s body. His cock stood bright red and rock hard between his thighs and he already sounded close to coming.

“I need you in me!” Bright gasped.

Win surged forward and had pressed through the tight ring of muscle before he
remembered he needed a condom. He didn’t have any in his room since he didn’t usually bring anyone to his parent’s house to have sex, but Bright was writhing beneath him and so irresistible.

He made to pull out but Bright wrapped his legs around his hips to keep him in place.

“Whatever I have isn’t contagious,” Bright reminded him, watching Win's eyes scan his room. He knew what he was looking for. “The doctor tested. Please. I need you."

He moved his hips in a shallow thrust and Win's mouth fell open.

"Please," he begged.

Win couldn't deny him. He fell forward, his mouth taking Bright's in a vicious kiss, rolling his hips at the same time. A sharp sound of pleasure was caught on their tongues.

"That's it. That's it. Right there," Bright chanted as Win nailed his pleasure spot over and over again. Their flesh slapped together, the primal sounds only heightening their pleasure.

Win hoped one of his siblings didn't walk by his door because there was nothing quiet about their lovemaking, especially not the loud grunt as Bright began to climax, his muscled ass squeezing Win so tight he followed soon after. 

He had absolutely no strength in his legs so simply collapsed on top of his boyfriend, still buried inside him.

Bright hummed in satisfaction. "I love you," he murmured, his lips brushing Win's ear.

Win chuckled, raising just enough to brush the sweat soaked hair from Bright's brow, placing a gentle kiss there instead. "I love you too."