What just happened? (boyxboy)

Ch. 13

Ok hey guys! Got this chapter done faster than I thought I would!  Guess I overcame my case of writers block! Any way :P Here it is... lemme know what you think?

Damien's POV

"You probably hate me now too." He said in a loud whisper. His eyes were locked on mine. Looking for any sign of my hate. But he would find absolutely nothing. Good or bad. I was wearing my mask. Finally I twisted my features in a hard to decipher emotion.

I leaned over and cupped his cheek in my hand. I peered up at him through my raven black bangs. "I could never hate you." I whispered to him. "But you need to fix this. My brother is not the type to fall in love. And if it happens then that girl must be pretty special. Don't let him loose her Cato. I love my brother more than anyone or anything, and to know that he is being held back from being with someone he loves... that he is hurting because of it... it angers me." I said to him, my eyes never leaving his.

He looked down. I could tell what he was feeling. Anger, embarrassment, shame, sadness, remorse. "I am so sorry." He whispered to me.

I lifted his chin up with my index finger. "It isn't me you should be apologizing to Cato." I am not going to lie. It killed me seeing him like this. I can tell that he felt relieved that he told me about what he did, but he should be apologizing to Trace. Even though he should have never done it in the first place. I will admit I was pissed... I would never tell Cato that. I glanced over at the clock on Cato's Computer screen and saw that it was almost ten P.M. Trace must be sleeping at Shayne's tonight. "Cato, I am going to go to bed, ok? We have school tomorrow." I backed up a little bit and my eyes drifted down to his soft lips. Hesitantly I leaned down ever so slowly. I could feel him stiffen as he realized what it was I was doing. I stopped when our lips just tickled each other. Instinctively, my eyes fluttered closed and before I knew it, Cato closed the distance by slamming his mouth to mine with such force that knocked us both down so that I was on my back and he was hovering over me on his bed, hands holding him up on either side of my head, and legs straddling my waist.Our mouths moved together in synchronization not stopping to breathe, for we could breathe through our noses. I found my fingers, weaving through his hair and his teeth gently pulling on one of my snake bites. A slight moan left my mouth and it earned a tiny groan from Cato.

After a few minutes, he pulled away and staried into my eyes. "Don't go." He whispered quietly to me.

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Cato's POV

　

　

　

I woke up the next morning to the sound of my alarm to get me up for school, that damn thing pisses me off. Eyes still closed I hit the button letting it know I was awake. Before I could open my eyes I heard a light snoring then I felt a strong warm arm draped over my waist. I then noticed my pillow was a slightly muscular arm.I felt that my head was being used as a pillow as well. I opened my eyes and slowly turned my head to the side to catch a glimpse of who ever is in my bed with me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw dark raven hair, full lips with studded snake bites, and a slight skinny nose. Just then I remembered the little session Damien and I had last night. I remembered asking him not to go, and finally he gave in and climbed in under my covers. It felt so natural, to be lying here, my back against his chest, his arm strung over my waist.

I shifted a little bit so I could look at his beautiful face. He was still sound asleep and his soft black hair was fanned over his features. I lightly brushed it out of the way so I could admire how good looking he is. Just as I swipped one more lock of hair away the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and I could feel him stretching his toes. "Good morning." He said to me, his voice still thick with sleep. Damn his voice is hot when he is tired.