Assassin [dylmas]

10.

It was dark, when they reached the coast. There was a house, right at the shore and Thomas stopped in the garden between the apple trees. The old fance was nearly damaged by the mold. Huge sunflowers were growing between the bushes of lavender nad jasmine.

The door opened and a older man hurreid out of the house. He smield, when he saw Thomas.

„Uncle!" Thomas run to him and hugged his thightly. „Meet my boyfriend," he pointed at Dylan, who lowered his head shyly.

„Nice to meet you," the man approched Dylan and shook his head in a manly way. „Arnold"

„Dylan," the older boy felt uncomfortable, but he tried his best to hide it.

„What happened?" Asked Arnold.

"It's better if we hide the car, do you have a garage sir?" Dylan looked at Arnold.

„Sure young man, I'll show you. Thomas get in the house and rest," Arnold walked to the garage, behind the house and Thoams gave Dylan the car keys.

"Thank you," he muttered glancing at the older boy and yawning before he walked into the house.

Dylan stood there admiring his little butt and his skinny figure. The soapy light made his blonde hair bright brown, and Dylan shivered remembering that he had seen some movie pictures of Thomas in the internet, and discovered, that Thomas looked amazing in any haircolour.

„You're a little miracle," whisered Dyan and leaned against the car.

„Put the car next to mine, there's enough space." Arnold appeared on the yard.

Dylan nodded and jumped in the car. He drove cautiously till he placed the huge jeep in this litte wooden garage. He locked it and helped Arnold to close the door.

„How bad is it?" Asked Arnold, when they were walking towards the house.

„Someone is paying twenty millions for him, even politicians rarely get this high on the lists," Dylan lowered his voice.

„Can't you catch the one who pays the money?" Asked Arnold.

„He has no face, that's the problem. But we're doing our best to track him," Dylan was insecure.

He felt exposed whenever someone talked about his actual job.

Arnold looked at him for a longer time before he started to walk again. Dylan felt bare and tried to relax. He entered the house behind Arnold and saw Thomas in the kitchen. The boy was eating cereal and smiled to both of them.

„I feel like back to chidhood, whenever you have the chocolate seastars," whispered Thomas. "You have to try some Dylan," he hurried for another bowl and Dylan tried to hide a smile.

He loved the way Thoams looked at him. With so much love that Dylan felt like the most special person on earth.

„I only have one guestroom and a couch," said Arnold looking at Dylan.

"I'll take the couch," Dylan sat on the wooden chair next to the kitchen table.

„I have a better idea to spend the night," Thomas' eyes glanced again. „Uncle can you take out the projector and the screen. We will do a private cinema on the groyne."

„Sounds like a date," Arnold smiled.

"I like the idea of a date," Thomas put anoter spoon into his mouth. „Wait here, we'll set it up," he looked at Arnold.

„I can hlep." Dylan got up.

"I said wait here, let me be the boy in this for once," Thomas walked to him and smiled, before he kissed his cheek. „You will never shave properly," he whispered and run after Arnold out of the house.

"I don't have your baybyface!" Shouted Dylan, but the boy has already gone.

An hour later they took torches and changed in more comfortable clothes. Thomas had his own wardrobe in the house, and Dylan was faced wit the problem, to find something, that could fit. Fortunately he discovered gray sweatpants and a black sweater, that was big enough to fit. Thomas was running around the house collecting things. When they were ready and Dylan got a few bags of sweets to carry, they lit up the torches and went through the garden, and down the bach to the groyne. There was a huge white screen rolled out there, and the projector was ready.

Tere were also blankets na pillows on the wooden stairs of the structure.

„What are we watching?" Asked Dylan.

He placed the sweets on the blanket and slipped under another one.

Thomas blushed more than ever.

„But promise me not to lough," he said turning around.

„I promise," Dylan tried not to burst out with loughter, the boy was too cute.

Thomas turned the movie on and walked to Dylan. He crawled under the same blanket.

„So what is it?" Dylan put his hand around the boy.

„Nanny McPhee." Thomas was as red as the setting sun. "You promised not to lough," he turned around and looked in Dylan's eyes.

„I'm not loughing," Dylan caressed the boy's cheek.

He bit his lips. He felt turned on again. He placed a sweet kiss on Thomas' lips and hold on to it for longer.

Thomas smiled like the sunrise.

Dylan moved closer to the boy and his lips brushed Thomas' neck. His skin was salty from all the sweat and fear he's been through today, but Dylan loved the taste of it. He loved the soft warm surface that was bending into his lips. He placed another hand on Thomas' neck and sucked deeper into him. His breath getting heavier and his lust increasing whit every inch of perfection, he kissed down to red marks.

„The movie is starting, concentrate," Thomas pulled his hair and made Dylan look at him.

"Sure," Dylan tried to ignore the disappointment in him.

He placed anoter pillow uner his back and looked at the screen.

Thomas opened a bag of candies and placed his head on Dylan's chest. Dylan took a breath and put his arms around the younger boy. He smiled seeing his adorable boyfriend as a little boy in the movie. He kissed his golden hair and decided that Thoams was fully right. This nigt should be romantic. They needed more time till. . . they could do things.

The rest od the movie he heard the rustle of opened sweets and Thomas' loughts. And with every smile on the blondes face he fell more and more in love.

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