SUGAR AND STEEL

Chapter 10

    Twelve hours of driving, 4 bathroom and gas stops, and two packs of cigarettes later, the two boys pulled into the parking lot of a crappy motel. The neon sign was flickering on vacant and the peeling paint told them that it had been for years. It was small, probably a maximum of twelve rooms, nut none of them seemed to have been inhabited in recent years based on the rust on the hinges.

    “I would be scared, but we are the psychos here,” Sami commented dryly as he shut the car door, stretching his limbs that had gotten stiff along the drive. Kai’s laugh jingled like bells from across the warm hood of the car, his breath clouding around his face in white puffs.

    “I’m more scared of the bedbugs than anything else at these places,” he counters, smile still on his face and dimple showing even in the dark of the night that surrounded them. “Plus, I think you’re the psycho here.”

    “Oh really?” The devil boy smirked. “The man in the alley seems to say something else sweetheart.” Kai flushed a dark pink, smiled, and dropped his gaze to his shoes. Their laces were frayed and dirty, and the rubber sole was cracking.

    “Okay, maybe we’re both psychos. But we still need to fear the bedbugs. I swear!” Both boys suddenly fell into a fit of laughter. They were still on opposite sides of the car, but they felt closer to one another than they ever had before. Nobody had been able to make Sami laugh like this since, well,  since Sarah (being in a car for that long probably didn’t help him retain any sanity he still had either). And now he remembered why they were here in the first place. His laughter died.

   “Let’s get a room, shall we flower boy?”   

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    As expected, the inside of their room was dingy and neither particularly wanted to identify the stains on the carpet. But despite this, there was an undeniable tension in the room when the door was shut behind them. Maybe it was the fact that they were in a motel room with only one bed (and we all know what happens in motel rooms). Or maybe it was something else, something undefinable. Either way, they both felt it.

    Kai felt his heart beat faster, his breathing become shallower. He was suddenly acutely aware of just how close his pretty little psycho was standing to him, and just how easy it would be to just close that gap.

    Sami felt is pulse thrum the same way it did before a kill- loud and violent against his skin. However, he wasn’t going to kill his flower boy. He was very aware of just how easy it would be to get the pretty boy under him (and just how easy it would be it have him saying yes). Not really wanting to wait any longer, pulse still thumping thumping thumping loud and clear, Sami pinned his flower boy against the wall and kissed him hard.

    Kai suddenly found himself against the wall, just like in that god forsaken alley behind the club. His heart beat even faster than before (if that was possible), but ot in the enjojyable way. That is, until lips were on his and he was reminded of where he was and who he was with by the smell of Juicy fruit and cigarettes and stale coffee.

    “What do you say to lettin’ me take you to heaven dolly?” And all Kai could think with his psycho worrying his earlobe between his teeth was yes yes yes.

    “Please.” It reminded Sami of prayer the way it was whispered, like his flower boy thought that Sami could part the sea of want. Like he was god. And by god Sami loved it. So he tossed his beloved on the bed (suddenly the thought of bedbugs didn’t matter) and parted his legs like he would part the sea.

    “Okay baby. Okay.”