Working Love

12

"You did what?" I stared in shocked at the proud faces of my father, Alastor and Val. They seemed really pleased with what they did.

"We moved the wedding up." She said it like it was the most normal thing. "That shouldn't be a problem right? I mean, you do love my son right?" Damn, she had to put me on blast. I turned to face Ethan, who was sitting quietly on the couch sipping freaking tea! He smiled at me, but I knew he was curious as well.

"I, well." My face was turning bright red, and I hated it. We've been dating for almost two months now, I couldn't be in love yet. Could I?"

"Mother." I turned to see Ethan smiling at me, then facing his mother with a knowing look. "Please stop torturing poor Carter. I know he cares for me, but it's to soon to say love. As for the marriage. Please allow me and Carter to discuss this. We are the ones getting married, allow us to decide."

"Oh, fine." She crossed her arms and pouted. A funny sight to see on a woman of such 'high class'. The more I got to know them, the more I learned about the Kingman family. Val was actually a really child like mother, very playful. Alastor was more laid back than my father, but seriously business wise none the less. And Ethan was actually as innocent as a new born baby. I kissed him in public one day and he was red the rest of the night.

"Thank you. Come on Carter, let's go." He took my hand and we walked out the room. He held my hand until we were in the courtyard. "I'm sorry about my mother."

"If you're really sorry, I think you should prove it." I pulled him into my arms and caressed his cheek. Already, they turned a brights shade of pink.

"W-what did you have in mind?" I loved that I could do that to him. My touch really did have an effect on him.

"Kiss me." He closed his eyes and lifted his head up. I held his cheek as I closed the distance. His soft lips sending shocks through my body. I ran my tongue over his bottom lip, asking for entrance. He let out a small moan, and I took that as my chance. My tongue exploring his mouth, allowing me to taste him. He always tasted so sweet, nothing like those women. "I think I'm starting to love sweet things." He knew what I meant by that. I could see little sparkles in his eyes because of it.

"Really?" He smiled that gentle smile, and I felt a now familiar warmth envelop my body. Like if he was hugging me from the inside as well.

"Really. I didn't say it inside because it wasn't right. But I think I'm starting to love you Ethan Alexander Kingman."

"Carter, stop trying to making me cry!" He covered his face in my chest, and I held onto him as close as possible. "I think love you too. You big jerk." I couldn't help but laugh at his pure innocents.

"I'm glad. And I'll try to stop making you cry, even if it's kinda fun."

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I am staring at the ceiling, thinking about everything that has happened so far. How all of a sudden I go from being a womanizer, to a loyal fiance.

Ethan gave me my phone back, and I had a lot of angry messages. Even Katherina was pissed that I was engaged. She wasn't mad that it was a guy, she was mad that it wasn't her. "We were supposed to get married! I was at your fucking side the whole time! Even when you were confused about him, I'm the one you came to!" I now have a new number because of that. Plus, it makes Ethan happy.

I turn and see the pictures on my night stand. My mother, and my fiance. I wonder what mom would think of me and Ethan? She'd probably be over joyed having a cute son in law. Ethan is so happy, just like her. I guess that's what attracted me to him, his innocent soul. He tries to smile even when he is crying.

"Ethan." In just two months, he will be my lawfully wedded husband. It's funny to say, my husband. At the very least, I always thought I would marry a woman. I guess in my heart I knew that wouldn't happen. I would come home and clean myself raw. Their touches made me feel so dirty. Ethan makes me feel clean and loved.

I close my eyes and dream of Ethan. We're in a hotel room that is over looking a city. The lights from the buildings illumination the otherwise dark room. His back is to me, allowing me to see the muscles on it. He was only wearing jeans again, but they were hug low in a way I never knew looked so alluring.

I ran my finger over his smooth skin, and I could feel the muscles flex at my touch. I trailed my finger up his back, passed his neck, until my fingers reach his cheek. Cupping it, I turn his face to look at me. I see his soft lips parted, his warm cheeks now turning pink beneath my hand. I could see desire in his eyes. With his back now pressed against my front, I push him forward until his bare chest is pushed up against the cold glass. I can feel his body tense up, his warm breath leaving small tints of moister on the glass. "Carter, people can see us." He sounded so out of breath, but sounding so enticing.

"Let them." I run my hands down his body, letting them rest against his small waist. I can hear his breathing growing harsher the closer I get to the top of his jeans. "Do you want me to stop?" I bite the tip of his ear, and he let's out the sweetest moan. I place kisses on the nape of his neck. Using one hand, I turn his head to face me, placing anther kiss at the corner of his lips. I could hear his small whimpers escaping him.

"N-no." That's all I needed to hear. I slide my hand into his pants, and past the lining of his boxers. His breathing stops for a moment, until I take a hold of his hard erect member. "Carter, please." I begin to move my hands up and down slowly, watching him press his chest further onto the class, but his jean cladded ass was rubbing up against me. His eyes were closed, but I could see the desire clear as day on his face. However. Before I could push him passed the edge, I woke up with a start. Sitting up on my bed, I don't need to look down to know that something else on me is also wide awake. I run a hand down my face to try and gather my thoughts. 

"He's  gonna be the death of me." I grab a cold shower, and for the fifth time since I've been dating him, I go to bed with blue balls. But if being with Ethan will be anything like my dreams, he's worth the wait.