True To You

Chapter 14

George was trembling slightly as he put his clothes back on. He couldn't wait to see Ringo again and have some time for just the two of them. They hadn't seen each other in days and he really wanted to feel his lips against his own and hear his voice when it wasn't coming rather mechanically through his phone. He wanted to see those twinkling blue eyes and happy smile again. But he was so nervous. For some reason he always felt nervous when he was going to see Ringo. He liked the older man so much, he could not understand what he wanted with him out of all people, but he surely didn't want to lose him. Not this quickly. Not when he had only just found him.

With shaking fingers, he zipped up his trousers, which made it all rather slow work. He only needed to get past his initial nervousness. Once he was with Ringo and he had looked into his eyes again and seen him smile at him, he'd be alright. He knew just knew it. He took a deep breath, looked himself over in the mirror and gave his reflection one last determined nod.

As he hurried along the corridors, he tried not to run, but remain cool (or at least fake it). It was strange how nervous and awkward he was. Especially since he was much more self-assured on a stage. More so even, since he was only meeting his boyfriend! He should not feel nervous about meeting his boyfriend. He knew this, but that didn't make his feelings any less real.

               He almost gasped when he saw Ringo a bit further down the corridor, leaning against a wall and checking something on his phone. His face was lit up by the screen and George could see he was smiling, looking like the happy man he had met and fallen for. Already, he felt a lot more comfortable. He walked over, taking deep breaths to calm himself. The heels of his shoes clacked on the floor, making Ringo look up in his direction. Their eyes locked almost immediately and George quickened his pace as they smiled at each other.

"Hey you." Ringo greeted him when George was near enough, putting his phone away in his pocket, angling his face up so he could look directly into George's eyes. George smiled down at him, moving a bit closer.

"Hi." He replied, unsure of what else to say. Honestly, he just wanted to touch him, kiss him. Ringo's smile broadened and he leaned forward, onto his toes, and pressed his lips lightly against George's. His eyes fluttered close at the warm touch, and he melted into Ringo, kissing him back and placing a hand on his shoulder to pull him closer with a soft sigh of relief. He even whined softly when Ringo pulled away from him, leaving his lips slightly parted with want.

"I liked your performance." Ringo said, reaching for George and laying his hand on his chest. George took in a sharp breath at the touch and blushed lightly at the compliment. It was good to know Ringo had enjoyed it. At least it meant he hadn't lost interest in him and still wanted to be with him. Paul had been right of course. He had been foolish to think otherwise. Especially now he could see it so clearly in Ringo's eyes, which had gone dark as he looked at him with so much want and... something else that George couldn't quite place.

"I tried my best for you. Didn't want to disappoint." The younger man said with a shrug and leaned in to kiss Ringo again, who gladly let him. "I-I've missed you." George added against Ringo's lips, not wanting to lose the feeling of his soft lips against his just yet.

"Hmm... you said. I'm sorry I couldn't meet up sooner. I missed you, too. Thought about you a lot." Ringo muttered, also against George's lips, his fingers twisting into George's shirt as if he was afraid he might go away if he didn't. But in this moment, that was the last thing George wanted to do. And now, knowing Ringo had been thinking about him, as well, he just wanted him even more. Wanted to feel him more.

"W-what did you think about?" George couldn't help but ask. Ringo pulled away and the younger man's throat went dry as he saw Ringo was blushing.

"You don't want to know." He answered, making George gasp and blush in turn as he realised what Ringo was hinting at. Quickly, he kissed him again, feeling his cock twitch in his pants at the idea of Ringo jerking off whilst thinking of him. The feeling was strange; it was both arousing and embarrassing but almost in a good way. It made him feel proud even. Ringo's lips parted under George's eager mouth and licked into it, pressing his tongue between his lips. George almost shuddered at the feeling, the ends of his nervous lighting up, heightening every sensation, making him harden quickly.