does he feel the same? (shyan) (COMPLETE)

Chapter 30 - sunrise (s)

Ryan's POV

A cool breeze wakes me up, flowing in through the open window. I reach across the bed groggily, but my soulmate isn't there. I blink and check the time - five fifteen. It's still dark out, so where is Shane?

I stumble out of bed and pull on a shirt, stretching in the night air. I know I didn't open the window, so...

'What are you doing up here?' I say a few minutes later, breathless from my climb up the fire escape onto the roof.

Shane is sitting on an air conditioning unit, staring out towards the dark horizon. He looks over his shoulder and his eyes light up when he sees me.

'Did I wake you up? Sorry, darling. I was just enjoying the view.'

'Do you want me to sit with you?'

He smiles. 'Always.'

I sit down next to him, leaning into his warmth. 'Is everything okay?'

He kisses my hair absentmindedly. 'Yeah, its just... I missed the sky, you know? I was trapped down there in the dark, no wind or birds or stars.' He inhales deeply. 'I'm glad to be back.'

I bump our shoulders together. 'I'm glad you're back, too. I haven't been able to sleep without you next to me.'

'Really?'

'Yeah. I kept dreaming about... everything that happened. But - it's incredible. As soon as you were back next to me I slept like a log.'

He chuckles, wrapping an arm around me. We sit in companionable silence for a minute as the very first tendrils of dawn start to peak through the night sky.

I pull away gently, looking into his eyes. 'Can you show me?'

'What?'

'Your...' I motion to the top of his head. 'Only if you want to.'

'My horns? Sure.'

I blink and I can see them, two silvery horns glinting in the starlight.

I reach out trembling fingers and trace his horns ever so gently, and Shane groans softly.

'That's - that's very sensitive,' he gasps out through gritted teeth.

'Sorry.' I pull away. 'What does it feel like?'

He thinks for a moment.

'It feels like this.' He leans in close and blows softly on the delicate arch of my ear, kissing it ever so gently and letting his teeth scrape. I shiver, closing my eyes against his touch.

His lips linger, breath tickling the side of my face. So lightly I can barely feel it, he kisses down from my temple to the corner of my lips. I turn my head towards him and our lips meet, a passionate kiss blossoming between us.

Shane pulls me closer and I swing my leg round so I am straddling him, pressing my hands against his chest as I kiss him forcefully. He digs his fingers into my back and I lift my head up as he kisses down my neck. I moan when he bites a hickey just below my collarbone.

'I missed you so much, Shane,' I whisper, already breathless with pleasure. 

'Never again,' he murmurs between kisses. 'I promise.'

His gorgeous fingers start to fumble with my shirt buttons, and as he looks down to see what he is doing, I see his horns again.

'These are amazing,' I say, running my finger gently down the left horn, tracing its curves. Shane's fingers go slack as he shudders under my touch.

'Ryan-' he gasps. 

'Truly, they're beautiful.' I repeat my movements on the other horn, before pushing up off of Shane's lap to press a kiss to it's base.

'Ry - if you keep doing that... I won't be able to be gentle.'

I smirk against his hair. 'Good.'

I drag my tongue from the base of his horn to the tip, and he groans loudly, thrusting our hips together so I can feel how hard he is.

I chuckle. 'Usually it's you making me moan. I like this new dynamic.' I grab his other horn roughly with my hand, and he cries out.

'Stop teasing, Ryan.' His voice is hoarse with pleasure and his lips against my neck are threatening to drive me insane.

'Make me.'

He responds by ripping - physically ripping - my shirt off and grabbing my cock through my pants. I gasp, and pull his shirt off over his head as he lowers us to the ground. He kisses me roughly, drawing a groan from me as he bites my lip and drags his sinful mouth down my jaw and neck. 

The ground is cold against my back as Shane kisses down my torso, fumbling with my belt and grabbing my ass roughly. My hands fist in his hair and finally we are both naked, Shane's gorgeous limbs illuminated in the morning twilight.

His fingers caress my thighs and I moan as his lips touch my cock. I tug on his hair and stroke his horns, and he groans against me.

'Shane -' My breathing hitches as he kisses towards my balls. 'I want you inside of me.'

He looks up, smirking. 'Not so mouthy now, are we?'

'Please,' I moan. 'Please Shane - fuck me.'

He chuckles, running a finger over my hipbone. 'I love hearing you beg.'

He moves back up away from my thighs, chest hovering above mine as he kisses my roughly one last time before flipping me over. I move onto my hands and knees, breathless with anticipation. I moan at the first touch of his tongue at my entrance, feeling his hands hold my hips still.

He licks me until my legs are shaking with pleasure, enough to make me a moaning mess but not enough. I cry out when his finger replaces his tongue, thrusting in and out.

'Did you... do anything while I was gone?' He speaks matter-of-factly, as if I'm not falling apart at his very touch.

'No - ' I shudder as his finger curls inside of me. 'A guy asked me out, but... he wasn't you.'

'Oh?'

'No one's like you, Shane.' I whimper as he pulls his fingers out, leaving me empty and aching with need.

I feel him grab my hips, getting me into position. 'I feel the same way about you, Ryan. I'm yours, and you're mine.'

I moan helplessly. 'Please...'

'Are you ready?'

I buck my hips towards him. 'Yes.'

He plunges in without another word, both of us crying out as he enters me. He slams into me, hard and fast, just the way I want. I moan with every rough thrust, pressure building inside of me when Shane tugs on my hair, lacing pleasure with a sweet edge of pain.

I think I scream when Shane lifts my leg over his shoulder and thrusts deep into me, hitting that spot over and over. I hear Shane panting behind me, and he's so big inside me that tears of pleasure are rolling down my face.

He grabs my cock with those sinful hands, rubbing up and down, and I see stars as I climax, screaming as Shane continues to slam into me before he too shouts with overwhelming pleasure, exploding inside of me.

His last few sloppy thrusts have me shuddering with pleasure, before I fall on the ground weakly. Shane flops down next to me, chest heaving and sweat shining on his forehead.

I stare at him through lidded eyes, struggling to real myself back in. Shane's mouth and fingers and body have made me a shaking, moaning mess, and it's hard to catch my breath.

'Look, Ryan,' he pants. 'The sunrise!'

I roll closer to him, resting my head on the on the soft flesh where his shoulder meets his neck. 'It's beautiful,' I smile.

I'm not looking at the sky, though. I'm looking at him - my soulmate - glowing in the scarlet wash of the sunrise. Gold light gilds his cheekbones and his eyelashes, and I can barely breathe for the love consuming me.

'That was amazing, by the way.' His hand finds mine, clasping tight. 'I love you so much.'

'I love you too.'