Assassin [dylmas]

22.

They somehow ended up on the couch covered with the blankes and asleep with their bodys tangled around each othe. Thomas was the first one to wake up, he moaned loud and laid his head in the crack of Dylan's neck. It seemed thet their bodys fited perfectly together. The door was opened and a second later Luke screamed and swore causing Dylan to jump up. The older boy pushed Thomas under him in a protective but painful way and Thomas yawned.

„Oh it's so bad, so bad," Luke run out of the room.

„Au," Thomas rubbed his forehead that banged at Dylan's shoulder.

„Oh babe, so sorry," Dyna kissed his face and caressed his cheek. „This guy is so annoying," Dylan looked at the opened door.

„What if they will spread some diseases!" shouted Luke from the kitchen.

They heard that Zero slammed the kitchendoor shut.

„He's so homophobic," Thomas smiled.

„He's a jerk," Dylan looked at his boyfriend.

„I'm going upstairs, to shower and get dressed," Thomas crawled from under Dylan's body. „Wanna join me?" he looked at Dylan.

„Nah... gonna spread some diseases, besiedes I'd like to sleep a little longer," Dylan smiled and turned on his back.

„So see you later," Thomas took his pants from the floor an put them on then he run upstairs.

He took a longer shower regreting that Dyan said no to joinig him as he imagined all the thigs they could do and he felt electrical explosions in him. He took a towel and walked to the guestroom where he dressed up and combed his wet hair. He couldn't call his mum or Kaya, and he was a little worried but he knew that Zero would have had the bad news if anything had happened to tem.

The door opened and Thomas looked up and saw Dylan, the older boy was wrapped in the cream white blanket they had slept under.

„Sexy dress," Thomas smiled.

„Sassy Thomas," Dylan blushed.

But he threw the blanket on the floor and walked around the room naked collecting his clothes and watching Thomas' reaction with amusment, and Thomas culdn't concentrate on anything ealse but his butt.

"Oh go away before the hair on my head errect," Thomas took a book and got up from the bed.

He eyed Dylan up on his way to the door.

Then he closed it behind him and took a deep breath. He just played cool, his insides were burning, he head that the water in the shower had ben turned on so he walked downstairs and moved to the livingroom as Zero was still arguing with Luke in the kitchen. Thomas understood that she had been asexual, he actualy tried to understand it, but he had no idea how it felt. He imagined him being intimate with Dylan and not being pleased or turend on. This must have been a strange and sad thing. From the other hand he had moments in his life when he wished he wouldn't fell a thing. The book was in his lap so he tried to read but the words in the sentence kept mixing up and he read „down, but" as „Dylan's butt" so he closed the book and gave in on it.

They had a lovely day and after supper Thomas and Dylans seaked up to the guestroom to make out. It was dark already and they just satd in bed and kissed. Dylan culdn't imagine how he's stil thirsty for the taste of Thomas' lips, when every other tase should already became a habit, but the blondes skin had this impact on him like some breakingpoints of light have on painters, it could never run out of new flavors, and so Dylan fell again and again, always suprised by Thomas' deliciousness, always so stunned like at the first kiss.

„Will we have sex again?" Thomas crawled into his lap and started to unbutton his shirt.

„Sleep, we need to get some rest," Dylan felt tired aftr all he had been trough durig the last two days.

Thomas made a sad face.

„I need you in me," he leaned down and sucked Dylan's nipples.

„Oh... stop please," Dylan closed his eyes. „Give me on night and we can have sex all the other nights during the week," Dylan smiled.

„Promise," Thomas had this deep dark eyes focused on him.

„Promise," Dylan caressed his cheek.

Thomas smiled and laid down next to him.

„I'll change in something more comfortable," Dylan got up and took his jeans off.

He had a strange fear in him, and it was making him anxious.

He opened his bag and grabbed inside it till his hand felt the cold gun.

„Thinking what to wear for me?" Thomas smiled brightly.

„Sure love," Dylan grabbed a gray t-shirt and pulled it over his head.

He dressed into sweatpants and moved his bag next to the bed palcing it close to the beside table so it would be easy to grab the gun.

„You're like a huge warm teddy bear," Thomas grabbed his waist and kissed his neck.

„Let's sleep," Dylan lifted the sheet and Thomas jumped underneath.

They cuddled as tight as always when they slept togehter and shared a few more kisses before they tried to sleep.

Soon Thomas was in a land of dreams and Dylan caught himself listening to every sound in the house. He took a breath.

„Sleep," he whispered to himself.

He kissed Thomas' head and closed his eyes soon he drifted into a shallow and disquieting dream.