We're here on another Wednesday for another installment of Cyan, Things are starting to heat up for the boys.
“Are you
my boyfriend again, now?” Cyan asked, gazing at Robin with his bright, green
eyes.
“I never
stopped,” Robin said. “I just…got lost for a bit.”
Cyan’s
beam almost blinded him. “What happens next? I promise I won’t tell anyone, and
I’ll try really hard not to be too nice to you in public. In private, though, I
intend to be very nice to you.
Very, very nice.”
Robin
grinned. “I’ll look forward to it.” He kissed Cyan softly. “Listen, we’ve got
exams in a couple of week, and I don’t want to go through a whole load of crap
while I’m revising and shit, but as soon as the exams are over, I’m going do
this properly. No more hiding, I promise. I’ll tell the world. It’s only a
couple of weeks, okay?”
If Robin
had thought Cyan’s smile was bright before, the wattage turned up tenfold. He
practically glowed. “Do you mean that? Really?” Suddenly the light dimmed, and
he bit his lip. “You must only do it if it’s what you want, Robin. You can’t
come out just for me. It would be wrong, and it wouldn’t work. You’d end up
resenting me every time something bad happened.”
“I would
never do that. I’d never resent you.”
“Yes you
would,” Cyan said stubbornly. “If you came out for me, and not for you, you’d
doom us.”
“You talk
a load of crap sometimes.” Robin tried to draw Cyan closer for another kiss,
but he resisted.
“Maybe,
but this is how it goes, Robin. Either you come out because that’s really what
you want to do, or you don’t come out at all. I don’t want to be responsible
for that.”
“Alright,
alright. I’ll think about it. I’ll think really carefully until the exams, then
we’ll see what happens. I won’t do anything unless I’m comfortable with it, and
prepared for the consequences.
How’s that?”
“Acceptable,”
Cyan said with a serious expression which he couldn’t hold, and cracked into a
smile.
A
tentative knock had them jumping apart.
“Is
everything okay in there?” Robin’s mother’s voice asked.
“It’s
great, Mam,” Robin said. “Come in and meet my boyfriend.”
“Boyfriend
is it?” his mother said as she opened the door wide, and beamed at Cyan. “Can’t
say that was a shock, although it would have been nice if we’d met in less
stressful circumstances.”
“You’re
very pretty,” Cyan said. “Like Robin.”
Robin
stifled a grin at the expression of shock on his mother’s face.
“Well, I—
Thank you, Cyan. It’s always nice to be appreciated. Shame your boyfriend
doesn’t do it more often.”
“My mother
says it’s hard to see what’s in front of your face. I don’t quite understand
because I would have thought that would be the easiest to see – unless you’re
long–sighted, I guess. Or is it short–sighted.” Cyan frowned in concentration.
“It
doesn’t matter,” Robin said, “because it’s another idiom. It means that when
things are very familiar, you stop seeing them in the same way other people
do.”
“Oh. I see.
She never really explained it quite like that. I see what you mean. Yes, I
think you’re right.” He frowned again. “Maybe when I go home I should tell her
she’s pretty, too.”
“She is
pretty,” Robin said, a little too quickly. His mother raised her eyebrows at
him and he flushed slightly. Cyan didn’t seem to notice.
“Anyway,
are you two sorted?”
“I…think
so,” Cyan said and gave Robin a glance from under his eyelashes.
“I’m not
going to tell anyone else yet though,” Robin said quickly. I don’t want any hassle
through my exams.”
His mother
nodded, but gave him a piercing glance. “Makes sense. You know you’re welcome
to hang out here whenever you want,” she said to Cyan. “You can be as gay as
you like here, just keep the noise down.”
Winking at
Robin she flounced back out the door, then opened it again to poke her head
around. The two boys were still frozen, staring at the door in shock. “Will you
be down for dinner, or will you be…er…getting back together up here? I can
always put your dinner in the microwave later.”
Cyan and
Robin looked at each other, then back to the door. “I um…. Maybe we’ll go out
for a burger later.”
“Good
idea. Or maybe some sausage.” She winked again.
“Mam,”
Robin wailed. “Get out.”
With a
giggle her head vanished and the door finally closed.
“She’s…um…blunt,
isn’t she?” Cyan said.
“Yes,”
Robin said. Then he shook himself and turned his attention back to Cyan. “So,
it looks like we’re alone and have a whole evening with nothing to do. Oh,
wait! Make that a whole evening of you being really, really nice to me.”
Cyan’s
eyes went wide. “How nice?” he whispered.
“I though
maybe a bit of ‘suck it and see’ might be in order.”
Cyan
licked his lips, and Robin was entranced by his moist pink tongue and how moist
and plump it made his lips.
“Just making
sure we understand each other,” Cyan said. “Are we talking about sex here?”
“We’re
talking about anything you want to be talking about,” Robin said, sliding his
hand into Cyan’s hair, to massage the nape of his neck. Cyan tilted his head
back and half closed his eyes, making a little humming sound that went straight
to Robin’s cock.
Cyan
licked his lips again and rubbed his cheek against Robin’s palm.
“If that’s
the case,” Cyan said huskily, “I’d rather not talk about anything. I think this
is one of the situations when actions are better than words.”
“Oh God,”
Robin gasped as Cyan’s hand ran over his shoulder, and down his arm to rest on
his hip.
Now get on over and read the rest of the guys
I truly love this story and Cyan is a beautiful soul, but there was one line in this chapter that really confused me. “I though make a bit of ‘suck it and see’ might be in order.” is the line in question. Could you possibly clear this up for me. I just wanna know if my idea of what you meant is really what you meant.
ReplyDeleteThanks, in advance,
Kathy C.
Good catch. What I meant to say was 'I thought maybe a bit of 'suck it and see' might be in order.' It goes back to the previous chapter where Robin used 'suck it and see' as an idiom for try things out and see what happens, and Cyan took it literally to mean oral sex. That's what Robin's alluding at here. Naughty boys
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