Late Night Music Ch. 04

Riley had started to get very nervous around Ryan, ever since their small moment together in the toilets during break.

He felt a hand on his shoulder, and he knew who it was.

"You and Ryan were back late off your break." A stony voice warned him.

"I-I know..." He tried to get on with his work, knowing that it wasn't working. "Didn't realise the time. Sorry."

"I-it was my fault, sir." Ryan chipped in, understanding the situation. "There was something I wanted to talk to him about – without realising the time."

Riley felt the hand loosen and then remove itself from him. A wave of relief crashed over him.

"You're already on a warning for this."

"I know...but I won't let it happen again." Ryan admitted.

Riley gazed over at the young male. "Y-you didn't have to stick up for me."

He shrugged. "You're a mate. That is what mates do."

He went back to what he was doing. "Thought I was more than that a few minutes ago."

"You are." He came up to him, well aware that standing around and engaging in idle chat was something that was frowned upon during work time. Something that was also frowned upon was talking about things outside of work during work time. "Look, how about you come back to mine later?"

"For what?" His eyes flitted to him steadily.

Ryan smiled softly. "For a chat."

****

The two males sat in Ryan's lounge. They were nestled up together, simply engaging in informal conversation.

It wasn't long before the platinum blond wanted more than just that.

Ryan inched closer to Riley, placing a finger under his jaw to tilt his head up so their lips could meet. He closed his eyes as their mouths connected, moaning deeply at the feel of their tongues playfully sliding together.

Unusually pleasant tastes entered Riley's mouth as his tongue shyly delved into Ryan; they were almost sweet and sugary and he found himself craving more of what he was offering him with.

"Good...that feels good..." Ryan gasped out, as the other male pushed him down onto the sofa and positioned himself over him. He felt something press into the spot in between his legs, and he arched his back at the sensation. "Mmmm..."

He was sure the brunette had experience with other males in a past life.

Riley squeezed him there over and over, feeling the ever-growing hardness cause his trousers to feel a little tight.

He moved a hand to the dominant male's head, stroking him through his dark hair tenderly. "Ri...take them off..."

He secretly enjoyed Ryan's request to be relieved, and he moved his hand to the single button on his trousers, dexterously unbuttoning it and then allowing them to slide down his legs.

Ryan gasped softly at Riley stroking him down one thigh. He moved his leg further apart, as he gazed up at him dimly. "L-let's go to bed together..."

"And do what?"

"I think you know."

****

There was never a better time to make love than in the evening.

Small, dainty tea lights adorned the highly set shelves with their flames flickering against the neutrally painted walls of the bedroom.

"Wow," the brunette breathed, "I see it's something you obviously planned for."

"Well..." Ryan entered the room and slipped his work clothes off. "It's something I've felt ready for, for quite some time..." He looked to see Riley standing by the room's doorway, a shy look forming on his face.

Neither of them had ever attempted to do something so unorthodox, something that was considered unnatural to many.

Riley shivered slightly, although he did his own guesswork on that and assumed he was cold. After all, it was a slightly chilly night.

The blond went over to him, taking hold of his hands and towing him into the room. "I know you're feeling very shy, Ri," he placed his hands on the loopholes of his trousers, hence pulling them down, "but you don't have to feel that way right now."

He couldn't help but admire his slender yet subtle curves as he stripped him.

The flames' movement danced against the contours of his waist and hips, giving his fair flesh a flatteringly rich glow.

His beauty blew him away, and it was calling for him to do something about the growing excitement between his legs.

Their bodies mirrored each other perfectly when they pressed together in the soft light.

The blond male gently rested an index finger under the other's jaw, tilting his head up so their eyes could meet. He could tell he was frightened – frightened of either ending up hurt or possibly frightened of not knowing what to expect.

"It's ok," he reassured him, soothingly, "I know this is all new to you."

Riley's bright, blue eyes looked to him unsurely. The other guided him over to the bed. "What if I go wrong somewhere?"

"You won't 'cause you can't." He placed his hands on his strong shoulders and pressed his lips to his. They both closed their eyes and he slid his tongue along the other's lower lip, demanding access. "Just do what you feel is natural."

He freely obliged, and felt an immediate flush go to his cheeks. The entry was surprising and unexpected, but peculiarly nice.

The other glided his tongue against the other that greeted him within, and began to devour the sweet flavours that awaited him.

They carefully withdrew, as other things started to come to mind.

"Tonight...do you want it?"

He anxiously cast his gaze away, prompting a hand to place itself on his thigh and its thumb to caress the soft, smooth skin. "I-I guess so..."

"I won't hurt you." He reassured him. "And it'll be the best thing you'd ever feel." He laid the other male down on the soft bed, ensuring he felt comfortable.

"It might turn out to be even better than any other time with Tamsyn."

He still seemed unsure. And he and Tamsyn had quite mind-blowing sex together. They knew each other's hotspots and how to turn each other on.

Ryan hung over Riley's slender legs, straddling them. He felt pleasure burn at his pelvic muscles at the thought of their bodies connecting, and it was something he could no longer hold off.

He wanted to make their first time together as pleasurable as he could.