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

Chapter 32 - getting ready (s)

Ryan's POV

'How do I look?'

I'm sitting in in the kitchen reading a book, but I glance over my shoulder and -

Holy shit.

'You look...' I'm speechless.

Shane grins. 'I thought I'd dress smart to meet your parents. Is this the first time you've seen me in a suit?'

The suit tapers his long legs, and those shoulders. It's navy blue, bringing out the subtle colour in his eyes. He's combed his hair back off his face and his cheekbones catch the light in a way that's making me weak in the knees.

'I- I think it might be.'

'What do you think?'

'Shane...' I step slowly towards him. I cock my head, staring up at him, and I don't think I'm breathing.

I see his throat bob as he swallows. 'Yes?'

'You look so fucking hot right now.'

He huffs a laugh and averts his gaze.

'Seriously, I don't even have the words. You look... perfect.'

'Thank you.' 

I can't help but trace my finger down his face, along that gorgeous bone structure and lingering on his perfect lips.

'Ry -' his voice is thick with lust '- you need to get ready.'

'Before I do, can I just -' I can't stop my eyes from dipping to his lips and all I can think about is how badly I want to -

He kisses me. Hard. Hard enough to draw a soft moan out of me as his fingers rake through my hair. I pull away, breathless.

'Shane, I.. can I -' My breathing is shallow as my gaze flickers to his crotch. 'Please?'

He nods, smirking, and I push him against the wall, unbuttoning his pants on the way. I take advantage of the collar that he's left unbuttoned and kiss down the column of his neck, evoking a moan from Shane when I bite down.

'Seeing you in this suit... fuck, Shane.'

'Don't crease it - it's freshly pressed.'

'Fuck off.'

I kneel down in front off him and kiss his hipbone gently. I press featherlight kisses down the inside of one thigh and up the other.

'Don't tease, Ryan.' Shane's eyes are lidded with lust as he pulls my hair gently. 'Please.'

I chuckle and lick the tip of his hard cock and then run my tongue down the length of him. He moans, and arches his back against the wall as he presses his hips towards me. I run my finger down his cock before grabbing the base roughly. I wrap my lips around him and -

'Shit, Ry -' Shane groans when I deepthroat him, bucking his hips forwards.

I begin to move up and down slowly, loving the way he moans my name. He thrusts into me, fucking my mouth, matching me stroke for stroke. He feels so good against the back of my throat. I keep sucking him, letting my teeth scrape ever so slightly like I know he likes. His hands are fisted in my hair and my eyes start to water, but Shane's breathing is getting more erratic, moaning my name louder as he nears his climax.

He shouts as he releases into my mouth, and his eyes are closed for the final few shuddering thrusts. His cock twitches as I slowly remove my lips, making sure to lick him one last time. I swallow it all and grin as he slumps against the wall, weak with pleasure.

I button up his trousers, then I stand up and run a hand through my hair as Shane tries to catch his breath. I adjust his collar and straighten his shirt.

'Did that... take the edge off?' he gasps.

I chuckle. 'You tell me.'

'Darling, you were practically begging to get on your knees for me.'

'And yet, you were the one moaning my name. Rather loudly.' I shrug and press an innocent kiss to his lips, but grab his still-sensitive cock harshly through his pants at the same time. He groans against my touch and then I pull away, smiling.

'I'm gonna go get ready. Wait here.'

He grabs my hand as I walk away, pulling me round to look at him. 'You won't be so mouthy tonight. I promise.'

My breathing catches slightly.

'Now, go and get changed. We're already late.'