So nice to see you [M]

[Ryland Ren]

"No maybe," he argued. "I know you did."

Because Aldon was the one who tipped this all in the wrong direction. Aldon was the one who flirted nonstop and he definitely pushed Ryland into a corner.

Ryland should have kneed him in the groin. He totally should have made him pay for making his head spin the way it did. Or the way the butterflies in his stomach burst and fluttered while Aldon's head dipped lower. Anticipating it still wasn't enough to prepare him for the heat of Aldon's mouth on him or the artful way in which he moved against him.

Trying to hold back a moan, Ryland bit his lower lip and drew his knees up. His fingers scrambled to hold onto Aldon's hair, tighter, needier. Heat washed over him and he thrust his hips against Aldon. A swear word passed his lips on a barely audible, shuddering whisper but it was followed by Aldon's name a few seconds later.

[Aldon Huang]

Okay, no--Ryland missed Aldon more because if he didn't, they wouldn't be in bed together right now!

Aldon would have pointed that out had he not been otherwise occupied--something about Ryland just...

It was hard to explain, actually, what it was about Ryland that riled him up so easily (in mostly good ways, but some also not-so-good ways). When they weren't mock-arguing, they were being handsy. Or, rather, Aldon was being handsy and Ryland sorta kinda let him get away with things. Still. In some strange almost perverse way they worked, when Aldon wasn't getting cold feet.

What didn't really work for Aldon was the way that Ryland was trying to be all quiet. What was the fun in that?! Was he afraid of bothering the neighbors? Flicking his gaze up at Ryland and, for a moment simply drinking in the sight of him, Aldon redoubled his efforts. If he couldn't get at least a cry of his name out of Ryland, then he'd eat the pillows.

But undeniably, it was nice to be in Ryland's good graces again and a tight thrill shivered all up and down his spine at the whisper of his name. Aldon would've grinned but--teeth. At least he got a curse out of Ryland. That was a good start.

Slipping both hands to Ryland's hips, he shifted higher up along the bed and involuntarily let out a short groan of his own as his aching lower body rubbed against the sheets. Aldon didn't know about Ryland, but he hadn't exactly been sex-starved over the past year. That being said, nobody was Ryland so most of his encounters didn't quite manage to satisfy Aldon--not completely, not in the way that he desperately wanted to be satisfied. His own needs could wait, though. This... this was also pretty important.

[Ryland Ren]

While Ryland did currently have a boyfriend, he hadn't really done much messing around once he established that he was in a relationship with Christian. At the beginning, it felt too much like cheating because he was sure he was falling head over heels.

And then as time moved on, while he was sexually frustrated, he didn't want to betray Christian's trust in him. He trusted that Christian had been just about as celibate as he had been for the course of the year that defined their long distance relationship.

So this whole... thing now with Aldon, he thought could be summed up by the fact that sexually, he was a bit starved for attention. His body certainly was; but then he knew it was copout because... he hadn't gone home and fucked around with anybody else. Just Aldon. Of course. There were always exceptions for Aldon, for whatever reason.

Even now, he was looking down at him and drinking in the vision of him, taking in the muscles of his smooth back and the fall of his lightly colored hair. His gaze met Aldon's when he glanced at him and it felt like that look alone sent an electric current through him.

"If you don't stop, I'm going to... ah..." His voice broke slightly into a soft moan and his body bucked against Aldon again.

[Aldon Huang]

Aldon lifted his head and his tongue flicked over his lips, bringing in the taste of Ryland in all of his glory and desperation. If Aldon didn't stop, he was going to--ah. That was kind of telling; Aldon hadn't even done all that much and he was already at that point of restlessness? He used to last longer than this, when Aldon felt particularly naughty and Ryland particularly obstinate.

"No way," he crowed as he levered himself up, slipping over Ryland and coming to straddle over him with a predatory and self-satisfied grin. Even his eyes glowed with the knowledge that Ryland really... hadn't... Or at least, not much with the new guy. Not if he was squirming from just a couple of head bobs and the swirl of a tongue.

"But you broke my... you know, down there." Technically the table edge did that; same difference, though. Aldon reached down to reposition Ryland's hand, bringing it to the poor abused area, and he wasn't shy at all about rolling his head back and letting out a pleased moan. His hand curled around Ryland's hand, curling it around himself as the warmth of contact sent another pleasurable shiver racing right up into the back of his neck. Even the base of his skull tingled. It really had been too long since they'd been together in any capacity and... God, he missed Ryland's touch. (But probably not as much as Ryland missed his touch.)

Almost flirtatiously, he smiled down at Ryland, even as their hands were jointly moving against a lewd place. He rocked his hips and the tightness in his groin intensified. "Sooo... you'd better fuck me this time. But," he lowered his voice to a secretive whisper. Aldon's lips grazed Ryland's cheek on the way to his ear. "I'll make up for it next time, Ry, and fuck you until--"

Until he couldn't even remember that other guy's name.

"All the neighbors know about us."

[Ryland Ren]

Just his stare itself said shut up. He knew what Aldon was thinking and he was right and Ryland hated it. It made it seem like he'd been waiting for Aldon or something. If his boyfriend wasn't long distance (only it turned out he wasn't really all that far away after all), then they surely would have crossed this line by now. They'd been dating for a year!

But he didn't want to get into that with Aldon and his Knowing Eyes. He had the distinct feeling that Aldon wasn't nearly as out of practice. Was he better with his mouth? His tongue seemed more artful than before. Maybe it was just his desperation. Probably. Totally.

"Hm," he said, trying to ignore the way Aldon's body felt hot curled in his hand and the way his voice got all rough when he was turned on. (And yet the sound still brought with it the terrible flush of heat in his body.) The heat only seemed to blossom as their hands mimicked a certain sex act and his fingers curled a little tighter.

His eyes closed as Aldon's lips brushed his cheek. Next time, he said. Neighbors. Things Ryland really didn't want to think about. He slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to meet Aldon's gaze. A distinctly foxlike smile formed on his face as he gave Aldon a nice tug.

"Doesn't feel broken to me," he said, slipping his other hand over Aldon's waist and rolling him over onto his back. He slipped a knee between Aldon's legs.

"But if you need to lie to yourself, I'll play along."

[Aldon Huang]

There wasn't a dirty look or a flat-out refusal to "next time" so naturally... it was a foregone conclusion that they would fall into bed again. Aldon, in fact, took it for granted that he would always find an open path into Ryland's bedroom--by way of his wavering heart.

He grunted as the world turned upside-down and with a complaining creak, the mattress bounced gently with his body hitting the bed. Should've known by Ryland's mischievous grin that he'd try a maneuver like this! Aldon made a show of languorously rearranging his limbs like he hadn't just been caught off-guard. He got comfortable where he was and slid his legs open even as Ryland insinuated a knee between them to wedge them apart. No persuasion needed; Aldon was more than ready.

"That's not fair, I'm not lying. It's totally broken," he murmured in a would-be pitiful tone, glancing down the length of his own body. "You're the only one who can heal it, Ry."

There--there was a minuscule reddish mark on the left side of his hip. Definitely from hitting the table's edge earlier. They had to go through with this to... make sure everything was still capable of working, that was all.

But more notable than the tiny bruise was the fact that his arousal was painfully obvious. There was no hiding the fact that he wanted Ryland quite badly. Arching into him wantonly, Aldon slid an arm around his shoulders to try and pull him down for a needy kiss. "No condom, Ry," he whispered a shade more seriously, shortly before their lips collided.

The molten heat threatened to spill over and out as his body shifted against Ryland's, bringing their lower bodies together in a delicious grind. Aldon wanted to feel him--just him--after spending a whole year substituting other people for Ryland, sometimes unconsciously and other times all-too-deliberately.

It probably said something terrible about him that the times when he wanted Ryland the most during their time apart were the times that he shamelessly sought out other people, rather than simply coming back to the person his heart really craved.

[Ryland Ren]

"Why?" he asked. "Why is it my job? I didn't do it to you."

He was pretty sure he'd been duped into this, for example. Some part of him even felt suspicious toward Aldon, as if he somehow set it all up. But how could he have known a food fight would erupt and that he'd do the dumb thing and whack himself on the table? It looked pretty accidental and he wasn't sure even Aldon was dedicated enough to the Act to go around hitting himself in the crotch.

Then again, maybe he was. Ryland inspected the wounded area with a critical eye. Sure, there was a reddened mark but the part Aldon had been so worried about sure didn't look too badly injured. Ryland cocked his head to the side as he slid his hand over him of his own volition this time.

"Seems like everything's in working order to me."

Also, he totally blamed Aldon for making him sound like the dialogue in a bad porno.

He was about to say as much before Aldon kissed him after telling him not to use a condom. For a long moment, everything went blank in his head as they kissed but when he tilted his head aside to catch his breath, he shook his head.

How many people came between them?

"Yes condom," he whispered back to Aldon, even reaching for the drawer beside his bed as he did so.

[Aldon Huang]

Aldon was something of a drama queen, this was irrefutable fact, but he wasn't so dedicated to the art of worming his way into Ryland's good graces--and bed--that he would sacrifice his own ability to have children. Slamming his nuts into the table hurt. It hurt for a looooong while.

Right now, though... he felt pretty goddamn good, especially when Ryland touched him, as though to check up on the condition of his broken body part. Well, if he was going to stroke Aldon like that, obviously he was going to get a reaction!

"Nooo..." Aldon reached out a hand to halt Ryland's hand. "I'm clean, Ry. No condom."

Seriously. He didn't want it. Yes, he'd been bouncing around between partners and, yes, there was that one time he said he was clean but he ended up infecting Ryland with a thing but this time he was actually clean.

Like, he'd just gotten tested clean.

Like, he'd show Ryland the report and everything clean.

"I don't want anything to get between us," he whispered coaxingly, nuzzling somewhere in the vicinity of the crook of Ryland's neck. "I just want you, Ryland."

[Ryland Ren]

Just because he was veterinarian student didn't mean that he was automatically inclined to help people with their broken... er, groins. Plus, this was totally all Aldon's fault. He should have known the longer they were together, the more those mischievous fox traits would reveal themselves.

Conversely, however, Ryland should have known those wolf instincts would make themselves known. Ryland thought about it sometimes, about Aldon's apparent fear of commitment. Maybe it was because Ry was just a little fox, not a wolf. Maybe sometimes he couldn't block out the things those closest to him said.

And maybe it was more than that. Maybe it was just how werewolves were. Maybe they just... couldn't commit too much to one person, even if they wanted to. Ryland wished he could be okay with that. It might make things easier for them.

Somehow, he doubted it though. It was hard to imagine anything with Aldon being easy.

"Mhm..." He slid his gaze from their hands up to Aldon's face, his own expression clearly skeptical. "Why does that sound familiar?"

He tried to extricate his hand from Aldon's so he could go for the condoms again. Even as he did so, he turned his head and kissed Aldon's cheek. Then he lowered his head, whispering, "Don't try and make it romantic."

[Aldon Huang]

"Romantic?" Aldon blinked, taken aback. Was it? Romantic? To want only Ryland, without any physical barriers separating them? Was he a romantic and he didn't even know it? Or however the hell that saying went?

He didn't let go, despite Ryland's insistence. It always had to be a fight, somehow. They could never just see eye-to-eye on certain things--even this had to be a whole big tug of war between what Aldon wanted and what Ryland wouldn't give him.

"I'll send you a copy of the doctor's report!" He tugged yet more insistently on Ryland's wrist. "And I was just telling the truth, don't you make it all weird." Romantic. No way.

Maybe, though. Aldon didn't mean to be "romantic" but he was honest about his desires; he didn't lie in bed. Elsewhere, yeah. Not in bed. Like a stubborn monkey, he wrapped a leg around Ryland, like he thought that would stop him somehow. "No condom," Aldon repeated, even as his free hand was gently sifting through the hair at the back of Ryland's head and attempting to bring him down for a soft kiss.

"No romance, either. No nothing. Just you. And me."

[Ryland Ren]

His lips brushed Aldon's as he spoke, "You don't think that's romantic?"

Just you and me? Nothing between them? Sure came off as romantic sweet nothings if you asked him. Maybe his idea of romance was twisted, though. He had been dating this asshole on and off for years, after all. Even trying to untwist himself didn't seem to work because once he thought he had finally done it, Aldon came waltzing back into his life.

It was too late to stop now. He knew that. But he told himself this would be the last time. The last time. If it was the last time, should he keep insisting on the condom? He didn't know. He didn't think he trusted Aldon enough, no matter how clean he claimed to be.

"How fast?" he murmured.

[Aldon Huang]

Okay, okay, it was romantic. In a certain light, it was romantic--and it was an admission made in the heat of the moment, at the height of desperation, of needing and wanting and missing everything that was Ryland Ren.

Fine. Aldon was a romantic. (Not that it was a bad thing to be, by any stretch of the imagination.)

"Fast fast." Aldon had no Earthly idea what Ryland meant but fast sounded good. Maybe Ryland meant how fast he could get him that report. Or... maybe he was alluding to something else altogether, Aldon didn't know. Didn't care. Because the kiss he stole while Ryland was within range... the distracting way their bodies were still aligned... the heady sensation of skin gliding against skin, lips on lips, eyes gazing into eyes... He was too hyper-focused on sensations to keep deciphering words.

"Stop teasing, Ry." His other leg slipped up too, wrapping snugly around Ryland's waist. Now their positions were a little more suggestive--and less like a koala trying to obstruct Ryland from doing the right thing.

"It's been a year... I missed you. ...And this."

[Ryland Ren]

"Oh?" Fast fast, he said, and yet here they were, with no paperwork from a doctor to back up Aldon's claims of cleanliness. Ryland wanted to trust him--he really did. And his body said he better just go with it because it was ardently burning for his ex-lover.

But he couldn't forget how much that last time really screwed him over. So he frowned at Aldon.

"I'm not," he said, denying the teasing accusation. But if he wanted to roll away and make a grab for the condoms, Aldon seemed a step ahead of him as he wrapped his legs around him. It secured him in place and Ryland let out an exasperated sigh.

"Really?" he asked, hopeful but skeptical at the same time. Their noses brushed. His hair fell across his eyes. He looked down, not really seeing anything nasty around Aldon's groin that suggested he was lying.

"A whole year?" he asked, gaze rising back up to meet Aldon's.

[Aldon Huang]

A whole year that they had been apart, and... yeah, Aldon missed Ryland more than he cared to admit. This was already straying towards dangerous territory for Aldon, who was unused to being so... honest with his feelings. Momentarily, uncomfortably, his gaze shifted to a point beyond Ryland. They were so close. It was like the precursor to all of those times that they broke up, when Aldon began to drift away from him, except this time they were just beginning to make up.

"Yeah," he said, more softly, almost inaudibly. Aldon didn't lay awake every night pining for him but Ryland never left his thoughts. If he did, he never strayed too far away.

"Just this one time, okay?" Aldon glanced back at him. "I want you." He arched his head up so that he could kiss Ryland, except that he missed and got his chin instead. Well, close enough. "Next time we'll use 4 condoms and a rain coat."

[Ryland Ren]

Although he was still skeptical, hearing it come from Aldon made it feel real and honest and true. His heart thumped so hard it nearly burst and he inexplicably felt too fond of Aldon. So fond that he had to close his eyes just to feel it and let it wash over him.

He really did miss him. Whatever lies Aldon told himself or even Ryland, he believed that he had been missed as well. He raised his chin slightly after it was kissed, staring down at Aldon as if to say he wasn't funny.

Except he ended up laughing at the unexpected mention of a raincoat. Ryland buried his face against Aldon's chest as if that would disguise or muffle the laughter but it did nothing.

"You are such an idiot," he said affectionately. As he used his hand to turn Aldon's gaze toward him, however, he added, "and what about lube, huh? You don't want that, either?"