Locked Away

Chapter 8

[Austin's pov]

There was a light breeze on my chest when I woke up. I looked down to see Oscars sleeping, gently blowing air onto my exposed torso, I had taken my shirt off when we went to sleep. I gently stroked his soft face; it was so smooth and delicate. Our legs were tangled together and the ends of his jeans were riled up, showing his hairless calves. We had been wearing the same clothes since Friday, after school. It was now Sunday; we would definitely need to change soon.

Taking my hand away from caressing his cheek, I wrapped my arms around him and adjusted our position so that I was lying on my back and he was on top of me. Instinctively, he curled up into a ball, somehow becoming even smaller than ever.

By the time I bothered to left my eyes away from the beauty curled up on my chest, it was getting on for nine a.m. At some point in the course of the next hour, Oscar finally awakened, this time not bothering to sit up like he did yesterday morning. Quite on the contrary actually; he cuddled up close to my neck, giving it small kisses that left my skin tingling.

It was not too soon after Oscar had woken up when Anne came down to announce that breakfast was ready.

"Austin," Oscar whined, "My feet hurt. Can you carry me?" He gave me a puppy dog face. Who was I to say 'no' to that?

"Sure thing, c'mere." I said fondly

I slightly bent down and picked up his light figure, carrying him bridal style up the stairs easily, as though it was no big deal. Which it wasn't. When we got to the kitchen I set him down on of the stool surrounding the island in the middle, taking my own seat too.

Anne smiled at our presence and set down plates in front of us. My mouth watered just at the sight:

Scrambled eggs and chives, crispy bacon, tender sausages, juicy tomatoes and basil, fried mushrooms and finally, golden hash browns.

I wasted no time and dug in. It was AMAZING! The best breakfast I have ever had!

"So how was your date last night boys?"

I smiled at the memory, "It was wonderful thanks. The food was delicious!"

"Well I do take pride in my work. I'm glad you enjoyed it." She slightly blushed at my compliment.

"It was the best night ever! I enjoyed it so much mom!" Oscar beamed.

"So you've stopped denying that you two go out, huh?" Oscar turned deep red. "Aww, it's okay baby, you can tell me."

"He's being serious." I chortled, "We don't date."

"Well what are you waiting for?! You need to get my boy whipped up."

Oscar and I both burst into laughter at the innuendo she didn't realize she had made.

"Thanks for the advice," I hiccupped through my laughs.

"Oh shut up," she waved her hand at us. "So what are you doing today?"

"I think we'll stay in today," Oscar said looking at me for confirmation, I nodded my head.

"Okay, baby." Anne smiled.

After we finished breakfast, which was delicious by the way, we went up to Oscar's room and I instantly collapsed onto his bed.

"Bit suggestive, eh?" Oscar giggled.

"Come 'ere you little shit." I smiled and wrapped my arms around his legs, pulling him n top of me, his chest over mine.

From his sprawled position he placed a hand both sides of me and pushed himself up some. He looked deeply into my eyes and as mesmerising as his hazel orbs were, I found his pretty pink lips just as enticing. His breath hitched, as did mine, and he slightly angled his head down in line with mine. I could feel the nervousness in his actions, the underlying worry flicking through his vision. And I could wait no more; I was anticipating the moment too much. Without thinking twice I closed the gap between our faces, our lips locking and moving perfectly in sync with each other.

He pulled away after a few seconds looking worried. Did he think I was going to push him away? I leant in, kissing him again but only briefly. He smiled at me as though this reassured him and curled up against my side.

After about ten minutes of lying on my bed cuddling, I broke the calm silence.

"We need to change our clothes, we stink."

"Yes," he laughed, "We do."

I got my bag from beside the door and placed it on the bed whilst Oscar went to his drawers and looked through them. I settled for black skinny jeans (as per usual, when did I not wear them?) and a light blue sweater.

"Austin?" He said somewhat shyly. I hummed in response. "Do you have another sweater I can wear? I really like them."

I cooed at how adorable he was. "Of course I do," I said motioning for him to come over.

When he was stood in front of me I out my hands around his waist and slid them under the pink sweater that he was already wearing, gliding my fingers along his back. I leant my head down a bit and caught his lips in yet another kiss, a longer one this time. As we kissed I started to pull his (my) sweater off and he raised his arms so I could slip them out. We stopped kissing for no more than a second as I took it off, discarding it on the floor, and soon locked our lips together again.

Suddenly gaining more confidence, Oscar put his hand on my hips and slightly pushed down, making me sit on the bed and he sat down on my lap, wrapping his legs around my body. Wanting dominance back I lightly bit his lip, earning a small gasp from the beautiful lad. I slid my tongue into his mouth and let it move freely, exploring every inch of this new area. He soon lifted his own tongue and let it dance with mine. All that could be heard in his room was the sound of our lips smacking together and our soft pants. It was only after a small moan from Oscar that I pulled away, out breath and panting but smirking.

"If that's what I get when for your clothes, you can lend me your whole wardrobe." He winked, cheeky devil.

I laughed and just said, "I think a whole wardrobe would go a bit further, if you know what I mean." I paused for a breath, "Anyways, let's get you this sweater."

Oscar unravelled his legs from around me and stood up, me doing the same. I turned to my bag and picked out a creamy white sweater for him. He then proceeded to put on ripped black skinny jeans and a bandana (and I mean DAMN that's hot), which made his curly hair stick out at different angles. Freaking cute boys named Oscar will be the death of me I swear!