Picture Perfect ((Darren/Ryker))

[ode]

Feeling a bit enchanted, Darren turned his head and kissed the man's palm. Loving the rush of feeling he felt at the mere action.

[praiseofblood]

Ryker's breath hitched and he looked at the male, leaning towards him..."Forgive me," he murmured before he finally pressed his lips to the other male's.

[ode]

A shiver ran through Darren's body at the feel. His arms immediately encircling the larger man.

[praiseofblood]

Ryker ravaged the other male's mouth, sweetly and slowly, but in a way that still left Darren breathless and panting when they parted.

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Darren leaned back in his seat, panting, as his entire body, his very skin, seemed to want to reach out to the man. "I've never... felt anything like this before."

[praiseofblood]

"Me neither." He said, looking at the beauty before him. He wanted to just, take him right now.

[ode]

Darren was thinking the same thing - and couldn't help looking around to make sure his dad wasn't there. Not out of guilt. But because this was the first time he had ever really wanted to go further than a kiss.

[praiseofblood]

Honestly, Ryker was a bit afraid of all these new feelings. He'd never felt so aggressively towards anyone before, and he desperately wanted to take him. Ryker bit his lip and looked at the male with serious, smoldering eyes. Damn...

[ode]

Darren felt every stroke of the man's eyes as if they were a touch of his very hands. "I've never wanted.... anyone..." he swallowed. "Fuck it." That said, he pulled the older man back down into a heated kiss.

[praiseofblood]

Ryker responded immediately to the kiss, pulling Darren closer to him and kissing the man senseless.

[ode]

A coughing sound came from behind them and Darren was so caught up he didn't even hear it.

[praiseofblood]

Darren blushed and pulled apart from the male, looking behind them to a large, looming figure.

An angry, looming figure.

Grey frowned. "If you are finished shoving your TONGUE down my son's throat, I suggest you finish up here and leave." he growled. Ryker blinked, blushing a bit in embarrassment but not fear.

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Darren blinked up as the man pulled away abruptly only to have his face flush scarlet when he saw his dad. "D-Dad... it's not... It's different. Ryker is... special," he sighed the word out.

[praiseofblood]

"I don't give a damn if he's the king of Zerca. You're coming home--now." Grey growled.

Ryker stood, looking at the male. "Sir, allow me to explain myself, my name is--"

Grey glared at the male hotly.

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Darren scrambled to stand in front of the man. His dad was a big guy and if he chose to deck someone... "Dad, come on. This is not a big deal."