Champagne, Flowers & Chocolate - Kellic - Boyxboy

chapter fourteen

"I had a really great night." I tell Regan, grinning as he holds my hands.

We're standing out the front of my house, just having gotten back from our date. I really did have a good time.

He took me to a bar and bought us a few drinks with his fake ID. We played pool and talked, it was really nice.

"Well, it doesn't have to end." he murmurs flirtatiously, looking up at my front door.

I can't lie, I'm so tempted.

"My mom." I frown unsurely, trying to talk myself out of it.

"We can go back to mine." he suggests.

I think about my promise to Vic. Surely this doesn't count. I just went on a date with this guy. He could be my boyfriend. It's not like a random hookup.

"I don't know." I say still unsure.

"Please." he grins, leaning in and kissing my cheek.

"Fine." I give in, grinning at his cuteness. He really is cute.

We get back into his car and he begins driving to his house.

I feel a little uneasy. I haven't tried anything sexual since that asshole tried to rape me.

"Um, Regan," I begin shyly.

"What is it, babycakes?" he chirps making me blush.

"I don't really want to go far." I warn him.

He smiles and brings my hand up to his lips which makes me melt inside. No one has ever been this sweet to me.

"Don't sweat it, Kell. It's just our first date, we can start off slow." he tells me.

I smile to myself and thank him quietly. He's a real gentleman.

We soon arrive at his house and he holds my hand as we enter. It's just a small flat but I suppose he doesn't really need much. He brings me straight into his small bedroom and pushes me against the door when he closes it. He pins my hands beside my head and grins at me lustfully.

"You are so hot." he purrs.

"Says you." I smirk, leaning in and kissing him.

He drops my hands so I wrap my arms around his neck as we kiss and his hands rest on my hips. I feel his fingers brush over some skin which makes me jump. He pulls away concerned but I just laugh to let him know that I'm fine. He grins and goes back to kissing me.

I push him off of me and back until he hits his bed and falls down on it. I pull off his shirt and kiss his chest softly. He flips us over and his hands go to my jeans but I immediately stop him.

"Um, I don't want that." I say anxiously. Oh God, what if he doesn't take no for an answer.

He frowns but climbs off of me much to my relief. He lays on his back and stares up at the ceiling seeming rather disappointed and a little frustrated. I start to feel bad. How am I supposed to be in a relationship if I can't be touched?

I unbutton his jeans and he looks at me confused.

"I just want to take care of you." I smile.

He smirks and nods, putting his hands behind his head as he rests back on the pillow. I pull his jeans and boxers down and feel my jeans tighten at the sight of his erection. I will myself to calm down, not wanting to make things weird by needing to jerk off.

I wrap my fingers around his shaft and begin stroking him quickly. He seems disappointed again but that goes away the closer he gets to cumming.

"Mm, Jesus fuck, Kellin." he breathes.

I lean in and kiss his neck. He let's out a small grunt and forces my lips to his. I smirk as I kiss him softly.

"You're so hot, Kells." he groans. But something about calling me Kells makes me think of Vic and I suddenly wish I was with him instead of here.

The rest of the handjob is very unenthusiastic on my part but Regan seems to enjoy it.

He cleans himself off then pulls me down next to him.

"You sure you don't want me too..." he trails off as he puts his hand on my crotch.

I habitually push his hand away as acid pools in my stomach.

"It's fine." I whisper nervously.

He smiles and kisses me again.

"Okay, that's fine by me." he chirps and pulls the blanket over us.

I turn around in his arms so we're spooning and spend the night swatting away his hands every time he unconsciously places them somewhere that makes me uncomfortable.

I also spend the night thinking about Vic and that worries me. Because I'm not just thinking about getting into his pants anymore. I'm thinking about kissing him, not the hot, sexual make out kind, the sweet, gentle, caring kind. And I'm think about cuddling with him and talking to him. I've never these kind of domestic thoughts about anyone before.

And oh my God, the feelings! I've never felt the way I feel when I think about him, when I look at him, when I'm near him. He gives me this sense of security and safety. And my stomach feels sick with nerves when I'm around him. But it's also a good feeling.

I don't know. I'm worried that my attraction expands beyond sexual. That's never happened before. And that scares me.

"Kellin," Regan mumbles, sleepily. "Are you still awake?"

I turn around in his arms and find him basically asleep. He looks so cute.

"Yeah, sorry, am I bothering you?" I apologize.

"A little. Are you okay?" he asks sweetly.

"Yeah," I whisper.

"Alright. Get some sleep, yeah?" he mumbles and I hum.

"Goodnight Regan." I murmur.

"Goodnight Kellin." he yawns and he's fast asleep within a few minutes.

I can't help but to smile in awe at him sleeping. Maybe Regan is what I need to distract me from these apparent feelings towards Vic. And hey, he is cute, not Vic cute, but still cute.