The Sight (bxb)

Chapter 82 - Answers and Plans - Part 1

"Same. But I guess I don't need much to be happy, as I'm glad it's finally warm outside again. We can all move into the garden again." He didn't even have to use a different tone, and Evan immediately understood what he was implying.

Evan couldn't control his expression. His eyebrows shot up and he parted his lips as if he wanted to say something but couldn't think of what. Kieran clearly wasn't going to sort this out for him as he waited for his reaction.

"Are you sure?" came out of his mouth at last.

"I know things still aren't the best between us, but I guess we could try being friends again?" His tone was cautious, but he certainly seemed serious.

"I want to ask again if you're sure..." Evan chuckled uncertainly and his hands came together in front of him, his fingers running over his knuckles.

Kieran sighed, letting it show for a moment that he'd obviously given it a lot of thought before saying it out loud.

"I know there's still a lot unspoken between us, but I'm tired of this splitting into groups," he explained, his tone exactly confirming his words. "Maybe it's selfish of me, but I'm about to graduate high school and I don't want to spend my last months here without my friends."

That made sense. Evan felt like laughing at hearing the word selfish in conjunction with Kieran. No one who really knew Kieran would ever label him selfish.

"Okay, we can give it a try. But the moment you feel uncomfortable, you have to tell me," Evan finally relented.

Kieran laughed shortly and, as if on cue, ran his hand over his neck in a nervous gesture. Although this conversation was supposed to be the first step in mending their relationship, like Kieran had said, there was still a lot left unsaid between them.

Evan had no idea how it would turn out the first time they met again in the schoolyard in full force, but fortunately, he wasn't going to find out today since they were past lunch and didn't meet for the few next breaks.

The only thing that has changed was that Kieran and Josh waved to him and Angie as they left for the bus stop and they waved back, and that was the end of Evan's school day.

Fortunately, all the stress he'd felt during the day fell off him the moment he stepped off the bus and ran into Ryan's arms.

Angie said goodbye to them right there in the parking lot, as her mom needed her help at home, so it was just the two of them. Evan decided to take a risk and invite him to his house even though he had no idea if his parents were home and Ryan agreed.

It seemed like life was kind to him today, and Evan was left delighted to find that he and Ryan had the house to themselves. He immediately gave Ryan a look to give him a hint as to how they could make use of it, and though Ryan rolled his eyes at first, the smile on his face betrayed that he liked Evan's plans.

"Wanna go upstairs?" he asked with a sweet smile.

"I'm not gonna say no to that." Evan didn't need to hear more and immediately took his hand and led him into his room, kissing him the moment they crossed the threshold.

Ryan's hands immediately fell to his waist as Evan pulled him closer to him by the back of his neck, his fingers playing with his hair. Evan felt a smile form on Ryan's lips and couldn't stop his own from forming on his lips. Being this close to Ryan instantly meant an endorphin rush and Evan couldn't and wouldn't fight it. He was defenceless in his arms, and instead of scaring him, the thought made him shiver in anticipation.

The kiss continued as Evan playfully nipped Ryan's bottom lip with his teeth and Ryan took advantage of that to thrust his tongue into his mouth deepening their kiss. His hands on Evan's waist slid down to the hem of his t-shirt and it didn't take long for Evan to feel his palms on his bare skin. He shivered, and a sound escaped through his lips that pretty accurately suggested what he thought of Ryan's action.

In one confident motion, Evan's hand moved from his boyfriend's neck to the belt loops of his jeans, which he used to pull him closer to him, and their pelvises bumped against each other. Evan immediately took advantage of that and rubbed his whole body against him.

"Fuck," Ryan breathed, his bottom lip quivering in urgency. "You don't hesitate."

"Never," Evan said almost breathlessly, but the smile on his face betrayed that he didn't mind the situation at all. Quite the opposite. His hand moved from Ryan's pants to the hem of his t-shirt and instead of slipping his hands underneath, he began to lift it up. His mate immediately understood what was required of him and took matters into his own hands. This gave Evan a momentary glimpse of his naked chest and he couldn't help but take a quick look at his perfect skin.

Of course, Ryan immediately decided to even the score and pulled Evan closer by his shirt, grabbing a handful right in the middle. It wasn't exactly a tender gesture, but Evan wasn't about to complain.

"Too many clothes," he assessed, quickly stripping off Evan's shirt while he obediently held his hands up to help him.

After that, neither of them hesitated. Their clothes began to fall to the ground, their breathing became faster and faster, and their saliva was everywhere but in their mouths. Some might find this disgusting, but to the wolves, it meant that their mate smelled like them. Wolves were territorial creatures and sex was no exception.

It wasn't long before they both found themselves naked in Evan's bed. Ryan sat on the blanket while Evan sat on top of him. Skin on skin, lips on lips.

Ryan's hands had long since moved down from Evan's waist and Evan lifted himself to give him better access. Without words, they agreed on the positions and were free to surrender to the passion without further thought. Ryan's lips moved to Evan's neck, and he tilted his head back to grant him better access. While Ryan worked on his upper body, Evan decided to occupy their lower parts. He rocked his hips and the friction it caused made them both moan.

It brought them both incredible pleasure to hear this and it spurred them on even more. There was nothing better than pleasing their partner and both were more than happy to know how to do it, despite not having much experience. Their instincts helped them to achieve the best result no matter what.

"Where's the lube?" Ryan muttered into his neck, loud enough for Evan to hear.

"We don't need it," Evan told him, his words causing Ryan to shift his attention from where he was trying to make a mark to Evan's face.

However, instead of answering his unspoken question with words, Evan took Ryan's palm from his ass and, holding his index and middle fingers, moved them into his mouth. And Ryan's eyes didn't leave this gesture for a second.

"You'll be the death of me," the dark-haired boy declared, his eyes still on Evan's mouth, which twisted into a smile after his declaration.