Assassin [dylmas]

40.

The moonlight made the sheets blue and grey and Thomas lad his head on his hand. It was around 4:30 a.m. and he couldn't sleep. He moved up and sat in bed observing Dylan. The boy was asleep brthing steady right next to him and Thomas felt his stomach moving. His body was tired, it gave everything and more, but Thomas was happy. He was scratched, and kissed to dozens of red hickeys all over him. He had teeth marks here an there and his lips were still swollen. Thomas touched them and trembled, he was wearing his black boxershorts and a opened white shirt. He got up when Dylan was slpeeing and put some clothes on to feel less heat and fire inside him, but it was still haunting him. He remembered the shower sex and he felt the pain between his butts, but he was so happy to be so close with his beloved boy. He remembered how Dylan had ksse most of the water drops away from his body before he wrapped him in the towel. Thomas blushed. He never planned to become the girl in the relationship but somehow he loved it. To be taken care of, be pleased and loved. He wished he could give Dylan the same pleasure his boyfriend gave him, but he knew something was missing. He decided to work on it slowly. Maybe he need time to grow up. He was barely eighteen, he had had many girfriends but nothing that serious. He alwys loved sex, it seemed like fun to him But he never experienced anything that deep or pleasfull till now. He felt his body burning and he knew he won't be able to sleep

„Babe," Thomas moved closer to Dylan and put his lips on the boy's tanned chest.

Dylan turned in his sleep and Thomas felt his strong hand around him.

He lad his head on Dylan's chest and looked at the moon.

He felt so much fer whenever he thught about the future. Will his plan even work? What will happen after? When Dylan and Zero will finnish their mission. Will his mum allow Dylan to stay in his house, and live with him? Thomas trembled. He definitely decided to live with Dylan whever it would be. Even in the garage in the woods. He couldnt imagine sleeping without his boyfriends body pressed to him. And he knew Dylan felt the same way. They never talked about it because it was so obvius.

„If my mum says no to us moving in together we'll get married in Vegas and escape somewhere," whispered Thomas placing another kiss on Dylans chest.

„Thomas sleep," he heard a gentle voice right next to him.

„I'm thinking about us and the plan and the future," Thomas lad his hand on Dylan's belly and glided his finger along the cracks between the muscles.

„It's four a.m. cutie, we need to rest," whispered Dylan.

„If I'll survive it, promise me we will move in together," whispered Thomas.

„You're eighteen, I'm still in collage," Dylan rubbed the boy's back

"And we're adult enough," Thomas moved his head up and lad his chin on Dylans chest. He felt his steady hearbit and felt safe.

„Ok cutie," Dylan moved his other hand and caressed Thomas' nose gently. "Now sleep"

Thomas smiled and moved his head back to the previous position.

„And one day we will get married in Vegas and adpot a little Dylan," Thomas closed his eyes.

He felt Dylan's smil behind him.

„A little Dylmas cutie," he whispered moving to a more comfortable place on his pillow. "Night," he whispered.

„I love you," Thomas pressed his lips to Dylan's skin.

„Love you too," Dylan yawned and Thomas decided to let him sleep.

He was cuddling to Dylan trying to find inner peace but he was too scared. He had this strange unpleasnt feeling his boyfriend is slipping through his fingers, and Thomas shivered. If he would lose him he would lose the reson to be alive. He closed his eyes and concentrated on Dylan's warmth. He tried to calm down but his mind was filled with scary images.

This chapter is stort but it's the last brether befor the books finally, I hope you're enjoing the story so far :)