.. | angel eyes | chapter 6 Isaac lay on his back on the soft couch. He raised his arms above his head and hung them over the arm of the couch as he felt the near smarting touch of Alex's fingers, still new to him. Alex leaned over to kiss him again, his body above Isaac's warm and deliciously heavy. He tasted warm, wet. There were fingers at the drawstring of his cotton pajama pants. Isaac involuntarily arched his hips up as he lifted his head into the kiss more. That taste, it made him feel like he'd been starved. Alex's kisses moved down his jaw and lingered on the heated flesh of his neck. Isaac nuzzled his hair, breathing in the fresh scent that Noah had never had. Alex's body, even through his clothes, was hard and unyielding but for the softness of his skin. It was so unnervingly smooth as Isaac brought his hands up to hold Alex's face again as they kissed even more deeply. It was tearing him apart that he couldn't look into Alex's eyes. He felt like he would cry again, it was so unfair. Alex's hands stopped their roaming underneath his shirt. "What's wrong?" Isaac let his tears fall at the sound of that voice coming from a mouth he'd tasted but never seen. "I want to see you," he whimpered, "I want-" "Shh." Warm hands pulled his own up to Alex's face again. "Use your touch, Isaac, it’s worth so much more." Isaac's fingers trailed over Alex's face, memorizing his features in an intimacy he'd never experienced before. As delicately as he could play his music, his fingers ran lines from high arched eyebrows, down a straight nose to full lips. A mouth of which he now had intimate knowledge of. High cheekbones, large eyes, a smooth strong jawline... Isaac ran his fingers up into Alex's thick mass of hair and he pulled the man's head down again, to his chest so that he could bury his nose in those thick locks. "What color is it?" he breathed. "Dark. Reddish," Alexander answered, his voice muffled against Isaac's shirt. Creeping fingers pulled the collar away a bit and a small kiss was planted below his collar bone. Isaac pushed his head back into the cushions and rested his hands tentatively on Alexander's shoulders. "And your eyes?" he whispered almost inaudibly as Alex's lips moved lower and his hands spread flat over Isaac's belly, having crept beneath his shirt again. Isaac sucked in his breath and moaned. He remembered his colors. He'd made it a point not to forget, though that became harder and harder every day it seemed. "Blue," was the almost unintelligible answer. Alex brought his head up, his breath warm on Isaac's face. "Light blue." There were more kisses at his collar bone. Alexander's lips traveled expertly up his neck and planted a soft peck behind his ear, nibbling gently on his earlobe while Isaac turned his face away to allow Alex better access, his fingers digging into Alex's shoulders. He knew he was gripping too hard, but he couldn't help himself. God, he was so nervous his breaths were coming in short gasps he couldn't control. Alexander gently removed Isaac's clawing hands from his shoulders and held them tight, putting his full weight on top of his body. "Shh. Relax," Alexander whispered, kissing him again. "Relax." Isaac breathed in deeply through his nose as Alex laid another onslaught to his lips, his hands releasing Isaac's and moving down his sides and back up again. It seemed Alex was making every attempt to cause Isaac to concentrate on his touch and not the fact that they couldn't make eye contact. He slowly moved his body down, pulling Isaac up so he could dispose of the shirt he still wore. Isaac allowed himself to be pulled like a ragdoll and then lay slowly back down, wallowing in self-consciousness as he felt Alexander's eyes on him. God. Would he stay still forever? What was he doing? Isaac propped himself up on his elbows. "Alex?" "Mmm." Alexander moved into action again, swiftly this time, he placed kisses on Isaac's bare chest, bringing searing heat when Isaac hadn't even acknowledged being cold. He pushed his head back into the cushions, uttering some guttural moan and his fingers sought Alex's hair. "Unhh...." Alex's hands, so hot, so gentle, were running up and down his sides and over his chest; touching him everywhere. They moved down over his thighs and back up the inside- "Alex!" A soft, easy chuckle. He laid back down, his knuckles to his lips. He lifted his hips to allow Alex to slide his remaining clothing off. Then the warm body was over him again, with probing fingers in places that made him gasp. The feeling of Alexander's clothing against his flesh was irritating, but Alex was preparing to do something else that forced his focus back to the warm hands on his thighs. "A-Alex- What are you doing?" "Shh... You'll like this, I promise." He'd never been aroused in front of anyone before, therefore he was painfully aware of it now as his hardening length slid into a wet warmth. Isaac gasped and arched his back, his head pushing back into the pillows and he moaned a choked, "God!" The sound seemed to give Alexander pleasure and he began to work harder on his task. Expert fingers pushed Isaac's legs wider apart and over Alex's shoulders while that hot mouth licked and kissed and nibbled at his own leisure, drawing the most interesting and arousing noises from the blond than Alexander had ever heard. His hips lifted involuntarily and he had to concentrate not to clamp Alex's head between his thighs too hard. Alex had added his hands into his work, alternating between strong fingers and his searching tongue, causing the blond to pant in open-mouthed gasps. "Come on," he whispered. Isaac cried out hoarsely, launching himself up from his reclined position as he came. Alexander drank him up, pausing only to look up at the sight of the blond that leaned over him. Isaac had broken out in slight sweat, strands of his hair clinging to his forehead and the nape of his neck. Alexander pressed his face against Isaac's heated belly and wrapped his arms about the boy's waist. They sat like that for a moment while Isaac rocked them both with his heavy breathing before Alexander pushed him to lie back. Isaac's blood was racing through his veins as he tried to regain control of his breathing. Alex had laid his head on his chest and didn't seem to be planning to do anything other than that. He shifted, his skin finally beginning to cool a bit despite Alex's warm, still-clothed body atop him. He waited for a moment, twisting his fingers through thick locks of hair, but his lover didn't rouse. "Alex?" Alexander raised his head. "Mmm?" Isaac knew he was blushing, so he turned his face to the side and bit his lip. Alexander couldn't mean to stop there, could he? God, that was bliss beyond what he'd thought he could ever experience, but didn't Alexander want to...? The blond shifted a bit and felt very acutely Alexander's arousal against his thigh through the fabric of his pants. "Alex..?" he tried again. Would Alexander make him say it? He sighed, frustrated. A gentle hand played with his damp hair. "Are you sure?" Alex asked softly. "I didn't want to push you-" "No- no, it's ok." His words were whispered shyly, but Alex's precaution gave him courage enough to slide his hands beneath his lover's shirt to urge him on. "Please. I want this." Alexander clenched his teeth and lowered himself onto Isaac's gleaming body. The blond clutched at him with fingers like dull claws, his body strung taut like a bow up against Alex's. God, the noises he was making were going to drive him right over the edge! He let his head drop to the crook of Isaac's shoulder and he continued his thrusts, with Isaac's panting breath in his ear, alternating between his name and unintelligible moans. He'd never expected this, no matter how much he'd allowed himself to dream of it. Isaac was so sensitive that Alex had been truly afraid of hurting him. But the eagerness that the boy had shown him as Alex struggled to undress-- kissing him, pulling at his clothes, clutching at him as if he were afraid Alex would disappear into thin air... Alexander groaned and moved faster, eliciting moans from the body under him and Isaac wrapped his legs tightly about Alex's waist to pull him closer and add force to his thrusts. The blond still called his name between gasps like an incantation. Though his body remained rigidly arched against him, Alex could feel him tiring. He drove in harder, clutching Isaac up against him in determination to make him scream, to make him remember this. The boy was kissing all over his face as Alex worked, whispering indecipherable words to him while nibbling at his lips. Alex hit release with a low moan into Isaac's ear, his hand between them making sure that Isaac wasn't long after him. They collapsed. Just completely collapsed. Isaac's heart beat with a vengeance beneath his ear pressed against his heaving chest. Alexander remained where he was, afraid to move. He was afraid that if he moved he would wake up from this dream. About three in the morning, something did wake him up. Alexander lifted his head from the soft pillows. About midnight they'd finally stumbled into the bedroom for one more round. "Isaac?" He was alone in the bed. There was some sound, some soft, tinkling music just barely audible over the hum of the fan above the bed. He pushed back the covers and slithered out of the warm nest they’d made. He quietly moved down the dark, empty hallway, drawn to the music like a small child. Isaac was on the balcony on the piano bench, quite nude. The music he was playing was gentle and soft, a stark comparison to what he had belted out earlier that evening. His hands floated over the keys with light grace, as if the keys were reaching for his fingers themselves. He stopped and his head raised a bit, but he didn't turn around. "I didn't mean to wake you," Isaac said softly, resting his hands on the top of the piano. "I couldn't resist." At least his music wasn't lost to him, as Alexander had once feared. He still had it, and would continue with it. Here, in this home, at this piano. He made a small sound of negation and wrapped his arms about Isaac from behind. He buried his nose in blond hair. "I want to take care of you," he said softly. "Let me?" Isaac raised his head and turned it, pressing and rubbing his cheek against Alex's shoulder. "Want to hear the whole song? I just made it up." End | back to part 5 | back to main