Chương 54: May-December | Chapter Twenty-four
"You're being too gentle," Kyle whined, wrapping his hands around Chaska as the man pressed kisses on his jaw as he thrust into him. "I like it when you're a bit rough."
"I have to go to work soon. I don't want to get too excited," the younger man mumbled, listening to Kyle moan under him and claw at his back as he moved inside him. "You're so cute when you're like this," Chaska whispered, letting his hands grip Kyle's hips as they continued to make love.
The room was dimly lit by the one orange build hanging above. It was four in the morning, and Chaska had to be out of the house with Otis by seven. The plan for the day was that they would head to the daycare early enough to set up things before the other children could get there with their parents.
Chaska pulled out, heaving at his dry orgasm before moving to kiss down Kyle's chest as he touched the man between his legs, playing with the sore area he'd been penetrating seconds ago. The older man squirmed and sighed at his touch as let himself run his fingers run through Chaska's dark hair as the younger man held his thighs apart and sucked on his tender nipple.
They had been going at it for hours after promising each other that it would be a quick thing before they went back to bed.
Kyle bucked, jerking up with a moan when Chaska took his fingers away. He came and seemed to have surprised himself judging from how he was staring down at his thighs with wide eyes.
"Oh, be careful," the younger man said, watching as Kyle, who was still quivering, sat up properly. The man's ice blue eyes looked from one end of the room to the other before focusing on Chaska who gave him a slight smile. Kyle's chest visibly rose and fell as he tried to catch his breath and recover from his ecstasy.
When the older man had called down a bit, Chaska pulled up the sheets and used them to cover their lower halves. "You look like you ran a marathon," he said to Kyle in a teasing voice. The older man's pale skin was freckled with hickeys. How easy they were to make, made Chaska suck and kiss his skin a lot.
The older man smiled, chuckling as he reached out to touch Chaska's face. He gave the man a loving look, before leaning in to press their lips together. The bed was smallish, and the attic was freezing—but their bodies were warm, and their chests and foreheads were laced with beads of sweat.
"I'll have to take a shower soon," Chaska muttered against Kyle's lips when they pulled away. "Will you take one with me?"
Kyle nodded. "Yes." He hummed, moving to hug Chaska to himself. They were both sitting on the bed with half erections, and baggy eyes from the sleepless night, but they were happy and that was all that mattered.
"My back hurts," Kyle yawned into Chaska's shoulder, enjoying the feeling of the man's long hair touching the skin of his cheek.
"You can hold me in the shower instead," Chaska offered, feeling his face warm up as Kyle nodded into his shoulder.
The two had grown comfortable with sex—comfortable with switching depending on who was up for what and who was too tired to top. Kyle tended to prefer being on the bottom, but Chaska enjoyed it too. It was a strange thing to admit to himself. He had only ever offered to bottom because that's what men that dated him in the past would want. They couldn't handle being less 'manly' because of it, and Chaska would try his best to pamper their egos. Kyle's eagerness to have him on top had shocked Chaska at first.
They talked for a bit, letting themselves nap for a bit longer before heading downstairs to the shower together.
They made love in the shower. Kyle was pressed up behind Chaska who covered his mouth not to let out moans in the echoing bathroom as water poured over them and trickled down the drain.
Chaska felt his lower stomach twitch up as tingles ran through his body. "Kyle..." he said, letting out a sigh, as Kyle pulsed, and his strokes became slower. The older man placed one of his hands between Chaska's thighs and proceeded to stroke him at a pace that matched his thrusts.
"Kyle..." Chaska moaned, feeling Kyle come inside him. The older man held his waist with his free hand. He had his face in the younger man's shoulder, and he fanned the man's neck with his soft moans and gentle sighs as he trailed kisses along his neck.
Chaska soon came soon after. Kyle pulled out afterward, moving to hug Chaska from behind. The two men leaned on the bathroom wall as the shower sprinkler washed them off with warm water. Chaska closed his eyes, taking in deep breaths as he calmed down. He couldn't help thinking that there was something domestic about his situation with Kyle.
The sex. Living together. Everything.
"We should get out soon if you want to be early," Kyle muttered into the younger man's ear, pulling him out of his thoughts. The man chuckled, nodding his head before slipping out of Kyle's grip to wash up one final time.
After waking Otis up, and getting him ready for school, the two men ate at the dining table with the toddler before heading out for the day. Kyle was dropping them off. He had to work out of town, so he wouldn't be back until the next day.
"Have a great day," the older man said when Otis got down from the car with Chaska. The toddler grinned, waving at his father as he watched the car drive away.
Chaska only went into the building with Otis when the car was out of sight. He climbed up the stairs with the toddler, knocking on the front door before standing aside and waiting for his colleagues to open the door.
"Hey! You're a bit late, but it's okay," the brown-haired lady said, flashing him a smile before her eyes fell on Otis who was taking a short nap.
"You were at his place again?"
"Yes." Chaska shrugged his shoulders, walking past the woman with the boy in his hands. Gabbie—and everyone in town really—had an idea of what was going on between the two men, but Gabbie and Chaska were close. He had poured his heart out to her when he was in other relationships, and she was aware of his determination not to take things too seriously anymore.
Things with Kyle were serious. He just hadn't told her yet.
"He seems to be a decent guy..." Gabbie said, trailing behind Chaska after she closed the door behind them. "So, are you going to date him seriously?" she asked, walking over to her personal desk before leaning back on it. She was wearing a turtleneck sweater and a pencil skirt over black tights.
"You're not answering me..." she trailed, letting her eyes follow Chaska around the daycare. The man had put down a sleeping mat for the toddler, and he was now taking off his jacket to hang on the rack.
The dark-haired man looked over at his colleague before sighing. "Things are a bit overwhelming I guess..." he trailed looking out of the window. It had still been a bit dark when Kyle had dropped them off, but now the yellow rays from the sun were filtering through the window glass.
Gabbie folded her hands over her chest. "What's the matter?"
"I like him a lot," Chaska admitted, moving behind his desk before taking a seat. "He's so sweet to me, he's passionate... I love him."
Gabbie raised a brow. "Then what's the problem."
"It's scary," Chaska admitted, taking a pen out of the cup holder on his desk. "He's too good to be true if that makes sense?" The man said, not too sure of what he was saying himself. "It makes me so happy, but it also scares me."
There wasn't any sound from Gabbie, so Chaska looked up and found her heading his way. His friend stopped in front of his desk and leaned forward before taking a hold of his face.
"He's not too good to be true, you just haven't been with good people before," she said. Chaska looked down at his desk as his eyes began to water. She was right. He hadn't been with anyone that treated him like he wanted—like he deserved.
He swallowed the spit that formed at the back of his throat. "I'm still scared," he admitted and Gabbie sighed, walking over to the other end before hugging his sitting figure from the side.
Chaska dry heaved. "Were saving up for a place... he said he would like to marry me someday—"
"Don't you want those things?" Gabbie asked, cutting her friend off.
Chaska blinked, nibbling on his lower lip. "Yeah." Those were things he had wanted as a teenager—things he had told himself to stop wishing for when he got into his twenties. Things that he was now afraid to claim for himself.
"People who love you. A family..." Gabbie trailed, rubbing a circle on Chaska's back as the man stared out into the room.
He nodded. "Yeah."
"Then don't fight it," Gabbie said, leaning away from him. Chaska looked up to find her smiling at him.
"If you get married, promise me you'll let me organize the reception," she said, making Chaska roll his eyes before giving the skin in her hand a pinch.
She yelped, taking her hand away as Chaska laughed. The two bickered for a bit until the room went quiet again. They both stared at each other with small smiles until Gabbie broke the silence in favor of work.
"Come on, now. We have to do inventory and set up furniture before the kids start getting here," she said, changing the conversation. Chaska smiled, appreciating that his friend had picked up his habit of diverging conversation to make vulnerable moments less awkward.
As the two set up for the children, Chaska couldn't help but think back to his past. He lost both of his parents—his father to prison and his mother to drugs. They left him with a drinking problem that he'd been able to curb with the help of Gabbie. She gave him a place to stay after his high school graduation, and he had only moved out when he was back on his two feet and able to make ends meet.
"Do you want to start something together?" He remembered her asking him two years ago as the two shared a plate of fish sticks at his apartment.
"That depends on what you want to start," Chaska had said after swallowing the food in his mouth. "You sound excited."
Gabbie had beamed. "A daycare. We could rent the place on top of the post office. I took a look at it the other day, it's great."
"It sounds great. Though, I don't think parents want a gay man near their kids." Chaska could remember feeling down—a bit feverish too. As much as he'd tried to hide his escapades with men in town word got out from time to time, so his sexuality was something that was known but not talked about. Older people were crueler to him, but now that he thought about it there had been nice people like the woman who worked at the grocery store, who was now who he knew as Kyle's mum.
"Boohoo to them. We'll be a scarcity thing. The only daycare in town, it's not like they'll have options," Gabbie had hummed, taking a dip right from the bottle of juice.
"Okay," Chaska had said after a while. He had trusted Gabbie's business sense then, and he still did now.
Chaska did wonder if he would have met Kyle working as a cashier at the liquor store like he used to, and he did wonder if there were small things that could have made Kale remain back in the suburbs with Otis instead of coming back home.
They were interesting scenarios to consider, but Chaska was glad things had turned out the way they did.
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