Love Me Like You Do (Ianthony AU)

Chapter 29: Ready.

~Ian's POV~

It was strange and very out of character, I thought, as I played a round of Super Smash Brothers against Wes and Matt. Anthony and I had been on five dates in the last month, and nothing.

Nothing, as in no attempts. We'd been having a great time so far, enjoying each others company and the kisses, the cuddles. It was all so fantastic but..there was something missing in our current relationship. The s-word. (No, not shit. Sex.). Every time he slept over at my house or I at his apartment I expected him to try something. There have been some heavy make-out sessions but nothing considered overly sexual. Well..unless I could considered a few weeks ago..

Anthony and I had just gotten back from our romantic Valentines Day date, all sweet and cheesy as we watched some dumb romance movie in his apartment late at night after changing out of our rain-damp clothes into comfier ones. We shared little kisses up until the end of the movie, where we just sat in silence while the credits rolled on the screen.

I, feeling bold and romanced-up, turned so that I was straddling him on the couch. I registered surprise on his face as I crashed our lips together so fiercely that our teeth hit against one another. My hands moved to tug on his hair roughly as we kissed, his tongue pressing against my lips to get into my mouth.

I allowed him to add tongues to the equation of our make-out session as my hands tugged harder on his hair, hoping to draw a moan from him. He pulled away and I immediately dropped my head to press my lips to the space between his neck and shoulder, "where-where is this coming from Blue Eyes?"

I gave his neck a gentle nip and he moaned surprisingly loudly, "hmm, I don't know Anthony. Just kissing you. Is it a problem?"

He shook his head quickly, causing me to press my lips back against his. His hands, that had been resting on my waist, moved lower to grab my upper thighs. I moved my body hard against his in a grind, him raising his hips off the couch to meet mine in a second.

I rolled my hips forwards several times, creating a slow burning friction between us in doing so. Our moans met between our lips as the feelings overcoming us become too much too hold in. Anthony stood from the couch, holding me awkwardly by my thighs as I wrapped my legs around his torso. He walked a few steps, unbalanced with my added weight, before slamming my back into a wall. I moaned embarrassingly loud as he kissed down my jawline, "oh, Ian. Such a perfect noise, let me hear it again." And he pressed his lips to my sweet spot, the bastard, as I attempted to contain my noises of pleasure.

How was I supposed to not make noise when his mouth was sinfully good against my neck? Exactly. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this to you, Blue Eyes."

"Do what?" I breathed as his mouth did it's job on my collarbone now.

"Shove you against a wall and do the dirtiest things to you." I shivered as the words met my ears.

I felt an unwelcome feeling down below the belt and I squirmed as his hands dropped my legs and cupped my ass instead as I stood on my own two feet. My arms wound around his shoulders, feeling his muscles under the layer of clothing. I grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head quickly before reattaching our lips as soon as it was thrown somewhere on the floor.

My hands were once again over his upper back, fingers spread to feel as much of him as I could. He went to pull away and I grabbed his bottom lip between my teeth gently, causing him to groan before actually getting free. "Ian, Ian. No more, babe."

I groaned and leaned forward to rest my head on his collarbone. "Why no more?"

He laughed, stroking a hand through my hair to fix it up, "sorry, Blue Eyes, not tonight."