Stolen

Chapter 6: Watch Out for That Butt!

            "You're bad," Nicholas complained and pulled away from their embrace.

Patrick noticed that Nicholas's face was bright red yet again and realized that the other might have misinterpreted what he said. "Why you little pervert," he kidded.

"What? No, I'm not," Nicholas retorted. "You're the pervert for saying such things to begin with?"

"Saying what things?"

"You know," Nicholas glanced down toward Patrick's waistline, "that your...um...is fully..."

"My what?" Patrick pushed on further.

"N-Never mind."

"No, there's no running away. I want to know what you're thinking." Patrick grinned and grasped Nicholas's hand to keep him from escaping.

"Let go." Struggling without much force, Nicholas surrendered; his cheeks puffed out resembling that of a blowfish.

"Aw...I'm never letting go of someone so cute." Patrick leaned over and wrapped his arms around Nicholas, who was pressing his palms on the taller male's chest to acquire some distance.

"Pat, my brothers are outside."

"So?" Patrick blurted nonchalantly.

"I'm not in the mood to share your fully grown whatnots with them."

"May I ask why not? I happen to be quite proud of my long legs. Ask Fandi if you don't believe me. It's rather nice to have fully grown legs."

"L-Legs?" Nicholas spluttered. "You were talking about your legs?"

"Of course, I was. Why? Did you think I was speaking of another body part?"

"NO! No. I definitely knew you were talking about your," Nicholas swallowed to catch his breath, "legs."

"Pervert," Patrick teased.

"I know." Nicholas nodded in embarrassment. "But I can't help it. You make my heart race when you're around, and I become extremely excited," he muttered his thoughts out loud.

"That's good to hear."

Nicholas gasped inwardly. "Did I say that out loud?"

"Nice and clear," Patrick confirmed.

"Oh..." Nicholas lowered his head.

Patrick released his hold on Nicholas's waist and lifted the man's chin up so that they could make eye contact. "I never said I didn't like you being a pervert, but there is one exception though."

"What's that?" Nicholas blinked in question.

"You could only be perverted toward me."

"Am I supposed to be happy that you are calling me a pervert?"

"Would it make you feel better if I told you that you make me a pervert as well?" Patrick flirted. "Thank goodness for tight underwear."

"I didn't need to know that." Nicholas chuckled.

"Hey, I'm honest," Patrick declared. "Plus, I'm young. I can't control my hormones, especially when you're so..."

"So...what?" Nicholas lifted a curious brow.

"So freaking hot."

"You are indeed young...very young."