Chapter Twenty-Eight:

Clothes look Different on a Bedroom Floor

Nicodemus

Odysseus and I both told our parents we were staying at Sebastian’s house, when in reality we had snuck back to the main campus. The school had dormitories that Blaine and Odysseus frequently slept in when they didn’t feel like trekking back home after a long day, so Odysseus had a key to both the main entrance and the room they shared. He unlocked the door to the building and took my hand, racing up the steps until we reached the dorm. “This is cute!” I tried as he locked the door behind us, sliding his jacket off.

“Yeah, it’s not bad. We’re here so often I think we should just move in,” he said, flicking the lights on. I sat on the bed and slid my shoes and jacket off before curling into a ball, my heart thumping wildly at the prospect of us being alone for the first time in a while. He poured us some soda and set it on the nightstand before sitting beside me with a smile. “I do have a birthday present for you, it’s just back at my place. I didn’t forget!”

“I know you didn’t,” I laughed, “Don’t sweat it.”

His smile fell slightly, “I'm just pissed I'm missing your party…”

“There is, something, you can give me now… as compensation…?” I sexily joked.

“Oh?” He whispered flirtatiously. I pulled him over to me, holding his face delicately as if it were porcelain. He slowly melted into the kiss, lightly gripping my arm as we weaved lips. When I broke the kiss, he paused slightly but leaned back in for another, in which we fell completely lost in the moment. We finally broke apart, the only sound in the room the tender pluck of our lips parting. I flushed red, ducking my head and tucking hair behind my ear as he blinked to himself. “Gods, I love kissing you...” He huffed breathlessly.

“I wish you’d do it more often.” I taunted as I leaned in, brushing his hair up to bring him closer to me. The movement made him squeak, and me giggle hysterically. “You’re still Squeak to me, no matter what...” I breathed against his lips, which made him chuckle, “Even when we can’t be together…”

“What if, we can be together?” He proposed, his tone hoarse with desire that I hadn’t heard from him before. It was incredibly sexy, and at the same time, overwhelming to know his intentions were directed towards me.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, we’re alone right now, and have really intense feelings for one another...?”

“Are you implying that you want to, er, ya know... have sex?” I asked.

“Well... yeah...” He whispered. I turned purple as he titled my chin up, running his thumb over my cheek with a smirk, “I want to give you my commitment, so that you know I really do love you no matter what happens...”

I swallowed my fears and nodded stiffly. “Yeah… let’s, do it.” My breath caught as he pressed his lips to my neck, waiting a moment before moving them further down my collarbone. He ran his fingers down to the buttons of my shirt, which he slowly undid and laid on the ground beside us. He blinked at my bare chest, blushed wildly, then pulled his own shirt off and me over him. I slid onto his lap and melded our lips together, my hands shaking slightly in both excitement and worry. He ran his own along my arms until he reached my pants, which he unbuckled slowly. He paused for a moment, then slid a hand under my underwear and looked up to see my reaction. I was fire red, and had my eyes squeezed shut in embarrassment from how excited I was. He chuckled to himself and began moving his hand slowly, his own breathing quickening a little. “Do you, like that?” He asked nervously.

“Very much...” I squeaked, which made his eyes fill with lust and he move faster.

I bit my lip hard, which made him smirk before he continued pulling my clothes away. We succeeded in becoming fully naked before he pinned me to the bed, his beautiful eyes glossy and his smile nervous. He lovingly ran kisses across my chest and down my body, making me huff once in shock. I had to clamp down on the back of my hand to keep from yelping obnoxiously, especially when he moved between my legs. He somehow seemed to know what he was doing, and how I didn’t really want to know, but I was grateful for it because I was utterly lost. “Porn,” he said abruptly, picking his head up to wink at me slyly.

“Huh?”

“That’s where I figured it all out,” he said as if he could read my mind.

“How much do you watch?” I hiccupped, which made him burst into laughter.

“Well, I couldn’t exactly ask anyone how sex between guys worked, so I had to see for myself? Don’t act like you haven’t done it either?”

“I, er, didn’t exactly need it as much.”

“Huh?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Don’t make me say it!” I cried, throwing an arm over my face.

His face contorted evilly with realization. He brought his lips back to my waist, and nipped my skin enough to make me flinch with desire, “I won’t go further until you tell me...?”

“You bastard!” I hissed before swallowing my pride, “I... I just, thought about you, ok…!” I managed to huff.

“Oh really…?” He seductively purred as he pressed my legs back and slowly slid a finger into me, making me squeak in shock.

Well, I'm definitely gay.

“You definitely liked that,” he joked.

“Shut up, you asshole!” I snarled, whacking him with a pillow.

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“Does it hurt?” He asked worriedly.

“No, Odysseus…” I sighed angrily.

“Didn’t think so.” He continued to do things I had only fantasized about for around ten minutes before moving back up my body to hover over me. He was so close that I could feel the heat of his body pulsing against mine, which made mine flush with excitement. “Try not to make fun of me, I got a few things to figure out,” he whispered, though he was trembling with worry.

“We have plenty of time to work on it,” I joked before he laid across me, gently pushed my legs back, and slowly moved into me.

I bit my lip hard, panting a little as he took me into his arms and kissed my temple. “Please tell me if I hurt you…” He breathed before moving his hips slowly.

The feeling was indescribable at first; I was in between pure bliss and discomfort. It wasn’t from pain, which I was waiting for with dread for the first few minutes, just from taking part in a foreign act, but the feeling quickly faded the further we delved forward. I was a bit surprised at how easily he and I seemed to fit together, since I’d heard rumors of how painful losing your virginity as a gay man could be, but the second he pressed deeper into me, I was eternally grateful for being able to enjoy myself as much as I was.

Odysseus was lost in his own mind, with sweat slipping down his temple and his eyes closed tight. He whispered my name against my ear and bit my collarbone softly, which made me moan and pull him tighter to me. I ran my fingers through his thick hair before latching onto it, and tightening my legs around his waist. He chuckled and twined our lips before moving to pleasure me as well. That made me blush harder, and a little whisper of a satisfied gasp escape my lips. The sound made him moan, and before I knew it we were attacking one another like animals, completely lost in something we knew would forever change our relationship.

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The following morning Odysseus and I woke in one another’s embrace, both of us a bit tired but beyond satisfied with ourselves after what occurred last night. He had his face buried into my neck, arms tight around my chest, and when he brought his head up his hair was a disheveled mess. I ran my fingers through it to flatten it out, then caressed his cheek as his eyes sparkled with worry. “Last night, was, uh...?”

“Pretty amazing,” I chuckled, which made him sigh in relief, “For you being a virgin.”

“You were too!” He whined, making me laugh a full laugh before I sat up and kissed him.

“Not anymore!” I sang, going to slide my legs off the bed. As soon as I went to propel myself forward, a violent rush of agony rocked my body, and my jaw fell slack. I yelped in pain and froze in place, which made him smack a hand over his mouth. He was holding himself back so much that tears were brimming in his eyes, and he was a violent red. “If you laugh, so help me Gods...” I snarled, my arms shaking slightly as they braced my body upright.

He burst into hysterics finally, screaming laughter as I ripped the covers over him and stormed into the bathroom with a ferocious blush, calling over my shoulder that he was never allowed to touch me again for acting like such an asshole. He continued laughing as loudly and obnoxiously as he could, and despite my anger, still conned his way into sharing a shower.

After getting dressed and resetting the room so Blaine wouldn’t know what we had been up to, we made our way back to the main campus. Odysseus skipped along my side, occasionally glancing to smile at me pridefully like I was the brightest star in the galaxy. I returned his gestures, my heart thudding, as Sebastian walked from the campus with a crate full of decorations in his arms. “Hey guys!” He called, waving gleefully, “Whatchya doing out this way? I would have thought you’d be recovering from such an agonizing evening!?”

“Har, har; we’re heading home now, jerk.” I scoffed with an eyeroll.

“I’m glad I ran into you, then. I think Blaine’s looking for you, Odysseus.”

“Oh, ok,” he said sadly, “Do you know where he is?”

“He should be here soon. He was with Galaxy and Atlas last I ran into them. They’re just throwing the rest of the dinner sets in the rental van.”

“Well, thanks for telling me. See ya later, Seb.”

As Sebastian skipped down the walkway and towards Morgan Hall I turned to Odysseus, who had a look of pure torture creeping over his expression. “Why do you look so upset?” I asked as he kicked a few petals that had fallen from the cherry blossom tree above us.

“It’s… It’s nothing, really…”

“Come on, you can tell me?”

“I… I don’t wanna go to Siberia anymore,” he choked miserably.

“Why not? I thought you were excited to see snow?” I joked light heartedly.

“I want to stay with you…” Before I could react he turned fire red, grabbing my arm with both hands and flashing tear ridden eyes to me, “I love you, Nicodemus,” he bawled, his face full of terror and agony, “and I don’t want to leave without you. I don’t want to risk never seeing you again! I don’t want anyone to take you from me again…!” He hiccupped before losing his voice, and bowing his head in shame.

I titled his chin up to peer into his eyes, which were so broken that my heart followed suit. “Hold your hand out for a moment.” He complied suspiciously, sniffling once or twice to try and ease himself even slightly. I delicately pressed my hand into his outstretched one, smiling as a soft light filled our palms. He blinked in awe, gasping a little when I pulled away to reveal the beautiful cherry blossom in his palm. “I need you to do something very important for me, ok?”

“Sure…” He replied in a mesmerized tone.

“I need you to make it your life’s mission to take very good care of this flower.”

“Sure, but, why…?”

“Because, as long as that flower is alive, then I won’t ever stop loving you…” He looked up with pure awestricken eyes as I smiled lovingly to him, “This flower means that no matter what, we will see each other again. That nothing will keep us apart. It’s a reminder that somewhere in the world I am here, and that even when I can’t be beside you, I always have you in my heart.” I whispered thickly, tears rolling down my cheeks.

He cupped it delicately, trembling in sadness as he nodded. “I promise to take very good care of it, then…” he sniveled.

“And the more it grows, the more we’ll grow. I want you to make sure you always stay smiling, and to keep reminding yourself that we’ll be together again soon, ok?” I leaned in a little and tilted his face up, “You have an incredible voice, Odysseus, and I want watch you to share it with the world. I want to help you grow, and in return, you can help me grow, too. We will be together again, no matter how scary life gets, and no matter what’s happening around us. Everything is going to be ok.”

He reached forward and combed my tears away as I leaned my cheek into his palm, my heart throbbing in my chest as I closed my eyes. “I’ll make sure to be back as soon as I can be.”

I leaned in and hugged him as tightly as I could, burying my face into his shoulder. The men had arrived to see most of this moment, and silently watched us sympathetically. I patted Odysseus’s hair, which made him giggle and me smile at the sound. “I think everyone’s waiting on you, so hop to it, ok, Squeak?” I chirped.

He nodded as I kissed his forehead before turning to catch up with his father. Blaine tried to talk with him but Odysseus was silent, clutching his flower tight like a child as the two slowly disappeared down the sidewalk. I watched them in utter grief and devastation, and as soon as they were out of sight, I broke into a sob, clenching my fists as I turned away from the scene.

“Oh, Nicodemus...” Dad whispered in pain as I hiccupped a cry and fled from the circle, desperate to find a place to wallow in my sadness.