The Nice Guy (Book 1)

Chapter 10

As Pete calmed down in Ae's arms, he sniffed, "How are you here?"

Ae smiled, "I came looking for you. I missed you but I had no way to contact you. We never exchanged info. No line or number... all I knew was you were an Inter student and drove a Benz." 

"Oh." Pete felt silly. They'd had done so much and never thought to think further. He felt the blush starting to cover his cheeks and bent his head to hide it. 

Ae broke out in laughter. "Pete, really, you have to stop acting like a kitten and rubbing your head in my chest. Not only is it cute but it's sexy as fuck."

"I'm not sexy," Pete mumbled, face buried in Ae's shirt. "I'm embarrassed. You always come when I'm crying, or need rescuing. What man needs that much help?"

Ae pulled apart from Pete and lifted his chin to stare at his tear stained face. Once again, his big shiny eyes drew him in and seemed to suck his soul. He could spend hours staring into those eyes. "I like you, Pete. I don't give a shit about the rest of that."

Pete was overwhelmed. Just overwhelmed... In a matter of minutes, two completely different men had said they liked him. Him! Pete as he was, not a man, but the crybaby his dad called him, the pussy Trump said no man would ever want except for money.

Pete didn't say anything and just crawled back into his car, again hiding his face from Ae. It was an automatic defense mechanism that had saved him so many times in the past. Pete didn't know Ae yet, that when Ae wanted something, he went for it. To Ae, there was no unachievable goal in life.

"No, Pete," Ae said, putting his hand in the door before it closed. "You're not running away from me. You're not hiding, either. I don't understand a damn thing but I will." He quickly shut the door on Pete's surprised face and ran around the car and slipped into the passenger seat.

"I like you. You as you are." Ae repeated. " Pete wouldn't look at Ae at all, but that didn't stop Ae from speaking. He just sat in the passenger seat and spoke his thoughts that bothered him since that night in the stadium. 

"I really don't know what it is about you, Pete. I wanted you since the moment I saw your face. I dreamed about your lips for days. I couldn't wait to kiss you. Every time I saw a peach or smelled the fragrance, I was seeing your lips, your face. It drove me crazy. I couldn't concentrate on anything." Ae paused and wondered if it was too blunt. What the fuck, he was blunt!

"I dreamed of sleeping with you, of your body next to mine. Of exploring every inch of you, knowing every taste that you have. But I had no way of finding you. I knew nothing. It was by chance that day I saw that fight. What luck I had that day." Ae turned to look at Pete and saw he was listening intently so he continued.

"I was surprised that you cried, but I still couldn't stop myself from thinking naughty thoughts. I had to see you again. So I asked you out." Ae took a deep breath. "I've only had one thought the whole time. To see you screaming my name in pleasure beneath me. But to my shock, I actually like you, Pete."

Pete turned to Ae, surprised. "I don't understand. What do you mean?"

"In the beginning, I just wanted to fuck you, Pete. I am terrified of relationships. I can't take the teasing my friends dish out. It's horrible and I get too angry. I loose it, badly. So, I tend to just have one night stands and run as fast as I can. But," he turned and grabbed Pete's hand. "You're different."

Pete pulled his hands free. "No, I'm not." He sighed and hung his head. "I'm just a sissy boy. A pussy. Why not use me and throw me away?"

Ae was angry. "Fuck that, Pete. I don't know who destroyed you but I'd love to beat the shit out of him. You're not a pussy! I really like you. I feel guilty for what happened on our date. I don't know why, but I feel like I took advantage of you." He hung his head and whispered, "I'm sorry, I don't regret it, but I feel like I have to say sorry, I'm so sorry I couldn't control myself."

Pete shook his head, "No, it's okay. I don't remember saying no at any point. It's as much my fault as it is yours."

Ae snorted, "Not likely, I'm the one with experience here. I knew you had none. You didn't even know how to kiss me. You went with how you felt. I could have stopped you at any point but I didn't. I wanted you so badly." Pete was so red now, at least it was an improvement on how pale he was before.

Ae leaned in close, "I find your blushes cute. I like when you rub my chest with your face. It's sexy. I really liked kissing you. And I loved the way you taste." He picked up Pete's hand and with the pad of his thumb, ran it over the palm. "Your skin is so soft, I want to kiss it all over. You smell so sweet. Your hair is soft and falls like silk strands." 

He moved his hands up to cradle Pete's cheeks and pulled his face closer. They were warm and soft beneath his calloused hands and Ae's lips curved in a small smile. "Pete, may I kiss you?"

Pete gulped, his breathing quickened and eyelids fluttered. Ae felt, rather than saw the nod, as he still cradled the warm cheeks. Moving closer to Pete's lips, he slid one hand to the back of Pete's neck and the other up into his hair and pulled his head closer. Pete's eyes closed and his lips parted in a sigh. 

Ae took advantage of the sigh to capture the bottom lip between his own. Softly, gently he pulled it between his and flicked his tongue over it. He stayed only long enough to explore the whole lip and then moved to the top lip. He felt Pete's hands drop heavily on his shoulders for support. 

He lost another part of his soul when Pete moaned and slid his hands up into his hair. This time, it was Pete who took the kiss to a deeper level, when he thrust his tongue into Ae's mouth. Ae groaned and cursed the console that divided the young men.