Homebound (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 13

"Oh my god, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." Javi draws back with wide, fearful eyes. The kiss only lasted a few seconds before he had pulled away, clearly displeased with himself about what he had done. But now that it's happened, I sit here with so much confusion that it's starting to give me a headache.

Did he kiss me to get me to stop talking or does he actually like me that way? It would make sense that he has feelings for me with everything that's happened. He avoided me after we had a pretty intense talk about his past where he confided in me and I confided in him. I know that he likes men after Paige told me about his past boyfriends, so there's a little bit of possibility that he might like me.

But at the same time, I was rambling on and it was clear that I was getting hysterical, so maybe him kissing me was his plan to shut me up. But... he was stroking my cheek? I don't know what's going on right now, but whatever it is, I like it. He confirmed for me that my massive crush on him is real and something I would love to act on more than a simple kiss.

"Um," Javi whispers, averting my eyes and running a hand through his hair. "I, uh, I'm going to get another hotel room for the night. We can meet up in the morning and-"

I don't like how he's talking, so I cut him off by leaning forward and connecting our lips again. I don't even care that Lukas and Paige would murder us if they ever find out about this because right now, it's Javi and me. Alone in a hotel room. Where we can do whatever we want. With no one to bother us and no consequences at the moment. I push my thoughts away as I focus on his plump lips pressed against mine.

I can tell that he's hesitant by the way his hands shake in his lap and the way his lips are barely moving against mine. I push myself onto my knees without breaking the kiss, kneeling in front of him on the bed so we can be closer. He finds the courage to break away before he lets out a small pant, squeezing his eyes closed. "We shouldn't."

"Why not?" I whisper, sliding my hand up to settle against the side of his neck.

"You... you're their son, Blaine. I can't be involved with you," he whispers, leaning his forehead against mine while he continues to pant. His breath fans against my mouth and it makes me even more desperate. I want him and nothing but him. I want his lips on mine and his hands moving lower until there's no piece of my skin left untouched. I want to get to know him in inappropriate ways, but he's being hesitant about this whole thing.

"Javi, trust me on this. We can figure everything out, just please," I whisper before pulling back from his forehead to see his face clearer. He stares into my eyes for a few more seconds before looking away, running his hands together. It's obvious that he's debating with himself if he's going to allow us to move forward and I sit in front of him, hoping that he will.

After a few minutes of him thinking silently, he turns to look at me with a small nod of his head. I don't hesitate as I set my hands on his cheeks and pull our lips together. Our kiss slowly turns into a make-out and it makes my lower half fill with fire that burns like a house on fire. I squirm from the feeling and he reaches out to settle his hand on my hip to stop me from moving against him. He makes a noise against my mouth that sounds similar to a whimper, but I don't have time to dwell on it as he grabs my upper arms and pushes me onto the bed.

He crawls between my legs before kissing me again, pressing our bodies as close together as he possibly can. I slide my hands through his soft hair that's practically calling for me to touch it. He emits a gasp when I grip the strands, pulling his head away from mine so I can reach his neck. My mouth attaches to his jaw, pressing my lips to his soft skin before moving down his neck to peck kisses there.

"Blaine," Javi groans, sliding his hand down to settle against my chest. I let out a soft moan when his index finger and thumb attaches to my nipple through my shirt, showing me exactly how much he wants this too. He moves his head away so I can't keep my lips on his neck and instead, brushes his mouth against mine. While he distracts me by swiping his tongue over my bottom lip, his hips roll against mine to rub our groins together.