Life Support {ManxBoy} | Original Write Up

Chapter 9

Chapter Nine

Cyro woke slowly to an all to familiar feeling of Vance's hand stroking circles on his lower stomach as he kissed his neck. Cyro lied still for a moment wondering if he could even do this right now. He wasn't sure he could handle sex again not right after such a weird violation, but the way Vance's hand kept dipping lower with every stroke he didn't know if he had the will to tell him.

Vance shifted slightly moving his other arm around Cyro from the side, his hand easily moving underneath his shirt to play with his nipple. Tugging suddenly causing Cyro to jerk and moan. He could feel Vance smirk against his neck before lifting his lips to bite at Cyro's ear.

"You awake?" Vance teased, his tongue flicking over Cyro's ear. His hand slipped lower just under the waistband of his pajama bottoms, his fingers tips brushing his cock as he bit down on Cyro's ear.

"Stop." Cyro moaned out, moving his hand down to grab Vance's as it wandered towards is member. He squeezed Vance's wrist slightly before turning on his back to face him. Vance moved slightly removing his hand from Cyro's chest to prop himself up on one elbow as he other hand stayed captured by Cyro.

"Not ready?" Vance asked his fingers slowly stroking at Cyro's stomach where he held his hand captive. He watched Cyro's face as he thought of whatever answer he would give Vance. Leaning down he pressed his lips carefully against Cyro's gently biting at his lower lip before pulling back to look him in the eyes again. "I can go as slow as you need me to."

"Okay." Cyro whispered nodded slightly before releasing his grip on Vance's hand and bringing his hands up to cup Vance's face. Vance moved over him, caging Cyro between his arms only, he held himself half about Cyro refusing to entangle their legs just yet. Cyro pulled Vance's face closer parting his lips hesitantly as Vance began kissing him again, his tongue dipping into Cyro's mouth.

"Roll back onto your side." Cyro nodded doing as Vance told him, he laid there for a moment leaning his head back against Vance's chest as his hand roamed over Cyro's body gently stripping him of his clothing. His touch was far different that what Cyro had gotten used to it wasn't fast and heated how it usually was but Cyro wasn't sure he liked the difference.

"You don't have to be so gentle, I won't break." Cyro moused feeling slightly perturbed that Vance obviously felt like he would. Cyro didn't know how he felt about Vance loving him much less showing it. A part of him felt like he was being unfair and ungrateful he'd spent so much time worrying about Vance opening up to him and now that he was getting what he wanted he wasn't sure he actually wanted it.

Vance's hand slid under Cyro's thigh slowly trailing down til it was behind his knee. Cyro wanted to pay more attention to the way Vance was pulling his leg up, or how his other hand was still playing at his nipple, or even his mouth playing on his neck but there were far to many things consuming his mind.

"What are you thinking about?" Vance asked suddenly stopping, he turned away from Cyro laying on his back staring up at the ceiling. Cyro stayed silent not sure what to say or do for a while. He didn't know how to answer Vance's question or rather he didn't want to answer his question. He turned to Vance settling on his side, looking carefully over Vance before settling a hand on his chest.

"I don't want to talk about it right now." Cyro whispered laying down on Vance's bare chest, his hand stroking up and down Vance's side. He heard Vance sigh clearly frustrated with his answer but he ignored it as he allowed his hand to stroke lower and lower each time. Vance's pants were getting noticeably tighter with each dip of Cyro's hand. Thoughts continued to consume his mind as Cyro unbuttoned Vance's pants, pushing back the covers before releasing Vance's member. He realized he didn't really know what he was doing or why even as he re-positioned himself closer. Leaning his head on Vance's thigh he just wanted to focus on something.

"Cy, you don't even know what you're doing let's just talk for a second." Cyro heard Vance, his voice tight with frustration but Cyro continued to ignore him swirling his tongue over the head curiously. The thoughts in his mind continued moving around as they slowly quieted as he fought to concentrate. He took it in his mouth carefully, the tip touched the back of his throat causing him to gag slightly. He backed off slightly glancing up at Vance's slightly disappointed gaze.

Rolling his eyes he took it deeper causing Vance to buck slightly. He could feel Vance's gaze on him but he basically ignored it tiring his hardest to focus on what he was doing. Closing his eyes he took it as far as he could his hand stroking what he couldn't. His tongue moved eagerly against the shaft as he ignored the stupid thoughts in his head. He couldn't understand why his mind was so busy no matter what he did it didn't seem to want to stop working.

Cyro felt Vance's muscles tighten before he'd even realized what as happening. He eased back slightly stroking Vance as his mouth worked the head of his cock. Vance groaned something inaudible erupting into his mouth as Cyro fought the urge to roll his eyes again. It hadn't worked out the way he'd wanted it to at all. Cyro swallowed before pulling back and moving away off the bed, he could feel Vance's gaze following him as he walked off toward the bathroom.

"Don't say anything." Cyro growled closing and locking the bathroom door. "I want to be alone."