childhood memories

Chapter 45

After the whole discussion yesterday I decided that it was time to open up, reveal my inner self to more than just my brothers.
... specifically Laurence.
Alone...

"We can slow down if you like~" He huffed within the darkness of his room, my lips pressed lovingly against his neck, my bare boxers rubbing up against his crotch eagerly.

As if on instinct I bit into him, moaning softly at the tenderness of his skin and the gentle yelp leaving his tongue.
His chest hair tickled amongst my heated collarbone, making me evermore aroused.

"N-no~" I panted, sitting up for some well deserved air and flicking back my scruffy hair that Laurence just couldn't help but run his hands through constantly.

"Just gimme a sec~"

Looking down to his crotch, our obvious enjoyment showing through.
I bit at my lip and averted my eyes, refusing to give in to this unnatural urge.
Too soon...

"H-Heh, if you say so sweetie" He replied, clearing his throat as he very slowly sat up.

"Fiecty today ain't we?"He huffed

"Not that there's anything wrong with that" He added while I forced up a smile, still looking away.

Watching, carving his own unique expression that ranged from lust to confusion/concern.
He stared at me.
Rather freaky to be honest.

"What's up?" He asked

"... nothing I just...I was just thinking" I smiled before looking to him once more.

"Uh-hu.." Laurence said quietly "about what exactly?"

I gave him a stern expression, one of integrity and decency.

"..." I sighed "My brothers know that... we're a thing"

He stared at me for a moment, a blank emotionless stare before clearing his throat and saying "...O-Oh"

There was a silence.

A shiver ran through me as I teared pathetically.

"Do you think they'll tell dad? I-I...I thought it would be good that they know but I'm just scared now" I stammered, taking my hands away from him.

"Hey.." Laurence smiled reassuringly, taking them again.

However, with great force, I pulled them away into my chest.

"D-don't..."

He watched me...
And those gorgeous green eyes...I shall never forget how they filled with fear for what I was about to say.

"..M-Maybe...Maybe we should stop"

They too teared and I looked away despite my heart pounding to maintain eye contact.

Suddenly and without warning though he gripped my cheeks and positioned my head back to gaze at him, with force I could barely resist against.

"Don't think like that!" He demanded bitterly.

Attempting to hold back my tears I sniffled and chocked back my nerves, observing his figure carefully as he proceeded to speak.

"We...what we are doing isn't so wrong Garroth" he smiled " we love eachother right?"

I nodded.

"Then if they tell your dad, because I know that's what you're scared of...I'll be right here to pick you back up when he confronts you" he said.

Though at the time I had taken his words for granted I embraced his figured tightly, hiccuping lightly as he gently patted my back.
I sat in his warm lap for what felt like hours, our heat long died down along with my tears.
It was a vibration from my phone which alerted us both.

"H-Hm?" I mumbled.

Laurence took the phone off the side and lifted it up behind me, reading aloud what lit on its screen.

"It's ya bro, saying...dad came home?" He said questionably.

Instinctively, I sighed "god damn it...I'm sorry"

"Why are you sorry?"

"Wasting your time...I know you wanted to continue kissing and I...sorta ruined it didn't I?.." I chuckled sadly.

He squoze me tightly and I yelped in shock at his kissing against my neck and shoulder.

"LAURENCE THAT TICKLES!" I laughed, shoving my palm into his cheek to push it away.

"Then stop whining, we have plenty of time to kiss later" he smiled back, finally releasing me.

"Alright alright" I giggled, sitting on the side of the bed and pulling my pants up from off the floor "I love you"

"I love you too!" He purred, watching me once standing and fastening my belt around my waist.

I then knelt in and pecked his cheek lovingly, letting myself out from his house once waving bye to the butler.
Walking home with haste I found that for 4pm it was getting abnormally dark for a Sunday afternoon, quickening my footing to arrive much quicker than I had intended.
Something about being out so late always shook me somehow...
When entering I was bewildered to see that both mother and father had returned... disappointed at how both where hungover lazing on the couch.

"Where have you been?.." Garte asked in a deep tone, not even glancing to the boy closing the door.

"Too a friend's house" I replied in a loud enough tone for him to hear.

I took off my shoes and slid them by the coat rack.

"Friends? Who? Silvana's kid?" Zianna added.

"...no, just a friend" I stated "where's Zack and Vylad?"

"Upstairs, they ran up there after we arrived " Garte sneered and muttered "the damn rats"

I gave no reaction and made my way up.

They were layed in their beds, well, Zane was, Vylad was sat upright gazing to the window.

"What are you doing up here?" I asked, giving them a fright.

Zane averted his eyes to the elder brother and spoke.

"They're half drunk down there...grumpy as heck...we shouldn't have to deal with that"

"Oh and I do?" I replied, crossing my arms at the door.

"Well" Zane started "you love admiring how you're the eldest so, yeah!"

I rolled my eyes and shook my head, biting my inner gum reluctantly.

"Can i not just spend time with Laurence without having to come back and babysit you two?" I mumbled, taking my phone out and putting it on charge by the wall.

"Excuse me? What?" Zane pestered, standing "repeat what you just Fucking said"

As I was about to turn and scold him for swearing he gripped my shirt roughly, making me stumble back on the wall.

"Nothing!" I spat

Vylad jolted, fiddling with his jacket as he watched unconditionally.

He knew I'd said something, he had a way with hearing things not meant for his ears.

"Don't lie!" He retaliated

"OI! SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Garte yelled from downstairs.

It took a moment and Zane released me, glaring.

"Ever talk shit again, and I'll hurt you" he threatened

I took bluff and stood, brushing myself clean.
That attitude of his was really starting to get on my nerves.