Just A Little Bit Of Your Heart ~ Randy

10: Sweet Lovin'

Rye's P.O.V

I smiled at Andy as he ate quietly, unable to comprehend how I could hurt such an amazing person like him. He was what I needed to stay on the right path, he would help me right the wrongs.

After he was done, Andy looked up at me, a little puzzled.

"Do I have something on my face?"

I shook my head. "You're just absolutely gorgeous. I'm so happy you agreed to this."

"Thank you for asking me." He grabbed my hand, gripping tightly. I wrapped his icy, smaller hands within mine, rubbing them to keep them warm.

"Let's walk around." I stood up and guided him with me, as we started to make our way along the sandy beach. The stars were appearing and guided our way. I felt the nerves growing in the pit of my stomach as we got closer to the end of the beach, slightly scared of what Andy's reaction would be.

"Rye?" He had stopped, looking at me with a shocked expression. I turned my head and grinned, raising my eyebrows for an answer.

"I'm sorry it's nothing amaz-"

"Shut the fuck up. This is so... so lovely of you. I can't believe you went to this much trouble. And for me." His eyes glistened with tears of joy.

(A/N Imagine this is on a beach and the band is surrounding the bandstand)

The music started, a slow song. I pulled Andy into my arms gently and his arms went to my neck, fingers tangling in my hair. I put my hands on his hips, kissing his neck softly. He pulled my head up again, eyes full of lust, and I couldn't take it anymore.

I captured his lips in my own, making him moan. There was a taste of vanilla and strawberries, but not from the dinner we'd had. It was overpowering and intoxicating, so addictive.

Andy's P.O.V

I moaned into the kiss and felt Rye slightly grinding into me, turning me on so much. My hands roamed his muscular body, fingers clawing the back of his blazer.

"R-Rye," I managed to choke out. I needed him so badly all of a sudden. His scent was so strong, so protective, so masculine, just so dominant.

"Soon, baby," he whispered against my lips. I groaned softly, pulling away slowly. We turned back to the band, as Rye led me up to the middle of the bandstand. He outstretched his hand, and I took it. We danced silently, my head resting on his broad shoulder. Our bodies were close together, not only radiating heat but love and just an overall needy sense. I felt two fingers under my chin and was looking into Rye's eyes, unable to pull away. He scanned my face intently, fingers exploring every inch. They stopped at my eyes, and Rye smiled a soft smile.

"Fucking hell, Andy. I could take you here, right now, just looking into your eyes. What are you doing to me?" His voice was a raspy husk, making him about a hundred times more hotter. We continued dancing for a while, the lights from the bandstand the only thing illuminating the beach. Rye stopped and smiled, looking up at the sky. I stood in front of him as he locked his arms around my shoulders, his body warm and comforting. The sky suddenly exploded with bright colours from fireworks. I couldn't hold back a gasp as they spelled out 'I love you'.

"Rye." I turned to see him biting his lip, obviously nervous. "Do you-?"

"Yes, one hundred percent yes, Andy. I love you so much, baby, and words can't explain how sorry I am for the way I was acting. How I could hurt an incredible, gorgeous, fucking perfect human being like you, I have no idea. But I do know this. I am more than ready to spend the rest of my life with you, no matter the ups and downs we may face. I love you, Andrew Beaumont."I blushed hard, tears streaming down my face. "I love you too, Ryan Beaumont. Thank you for doing this all for me. I will love you for eternity and will be a loving and supportive husband for you. I will never be able to explain how beautiful and handsome you are, and how amazing you will be as my partner forever. I can't wait to raise a family with you, whether we decide to adopt or not."

"We'll just have to see what the future holds, my love," he replied softly, kissing me passionately.

"Shall we enjoy the fireworks?" I nodded, and turned back to our original position. The band started again whilst fireworks burst in the darkness. I felt something against the inside of my leg, and heard Rye quietly moan.

"You're hard," I giggled.

"Well, having you here in my arms like this is too much for me to handle. Soon, there will be no limits," he whispered seductively. I gulped, trying to focus on the fireworks. I guess it's not easy when you can feel someone getting so incredibly aroused because of you.

At home

Rye dragged me into his room, the house completely silent. I'd found a note from the others saying they'd gone out, and that they'd be back in the morning, to which Rye smirked.

"Now I can make you scream my name, and there won't be a single complaint."

As soon as his door closed, I was pushed up against the wall, everything ripped off of me. Rye growled as he gripped my waist, our kiss messy and rough. I moaned against his lips, crying out. My hands went to his trousers, as I started palming him through the material. Rye hummed, and picked me up with ease. I was thrown onto the bed gently, Rye climbing on top of me.

"Shirt," I panted. I took it off him and threw it somewhere in the room, not giving a damn.

"Fuck, Andy," he groaned. Rye pulled both our trousers off, leaving us in only boxers. Well, he was in boxers. I blushed fiercely as he looked down at my red panties, looking up in confusion.

"I like wearing them. They're comfortable. I'm sorry if you don't-" I stuttered, only to be interrupted by him kissing me.

"Shh, babe. It makes you even more intoxicating. But they need to come off." I pulled his boxers off, gasping at his size. Rye started grinding against me, our cocks rubbing together uncovered. I moaned louder than the last time, my head rolling back. Rye chuckled softly, kissing his way down my jawline. He stopped on a spot underneath my ear, and sucked it gently.

"F-uhh, R-Rye," I panted.

"Your sweet spot, baby boy." He sucked harder and smiled when I groaned, squirming underneath him.

"Rye," I panted. My hands went to tangle in his hair, only to be held down.

"Shh." I felt Rye start to pump me slowly and my eyes rolled back, causing me to moan even more.

"C-close," I breathed out raggedly.

"Can I...?"

"Please," I begged. Rye sat up, pulling my hips towards him. He gave me a look, asking if I was ready. I nodded quickly and bit my lip, whining from desperation. Without any prep, Rye slowly slid into me. And fuck, did it feel good.

"Oh my... fuck-ahh," I cussed. Tears formed from the slight pain I felt, but I looked up at Rye. "Move."

"Tell me if you want to stop." He started thrusting, both of us gripping the other tightly. His lips traveled along my neck and collarbone, hands on my hips. I felt the weirdest pain in the pit of my stomach, groaning.

"I'm close," I whispered.

"So am I, baby." Just as he said this, he let out a growl, and I felt him fill me. His hand wrapped around my cock, pumping me again. I bit my lip from the pleasure and whimpered as Rye slowly pulled out of me. I soon came in his hand, slightly relieved.

After cleaning us up, Rye lay beside me and pulled the blanket over our bottom halves, my head moving onto his chest. His hand ran through my hair as the other rested on my waist. I slowly drifted off to sleep, but not before kissing Rye.

"I love you, Rye."

"I love you too, mi amor."

A/N I'm sorry for the shitty smut, I've literally never written smut before. I hope it was okay xx