A/N: "Ok, I just wrote this last night. Yeah, it's another yaoi. It's for SerialXLain, as a late birthday present. I really didn't like how this turned out... kinda bland to me... So, anyway, I'm tired, cranky and I hate writing in first-person... Enjoy."

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Relax to Trust

It had been a long day. There was nothing else to it. I was tired, sweaty, dirty, and still frustrated.

I guess I should explain the first three. I was asked to take another shift at work. I accepted, naturally, it was good money, but still standing for God knows how many hours in front of a stove then moving to the dishes for another unknown amount of time was enough to make anyone run back home and take a shower.

So, that’s exactly what I’m doing.

After kicking off my sneakers, I walk through the living room heading to the bathroom for that aforementioned shower.

I never did explain why I was still frustrated, did I?

Well, he’s sitting on the couch, watching me with those enticing brown eyes that when filled with passion- No! I will not go there. I’m frustrated with him remember?

Ty, or his full name Tyler, my lover is the source of my frustration. We have been lovers for a while and we have done everything except penetration. But I guess I really shouldn’t complain, he really had a rough time growing up. I think he’s afraid to let anyone that close to him.

I’ve done everything I could. I love him, but I think I have the right to be a little frustrated. Right? It almost feels as if he didn’t completely trust me, even though we’ve been together for a while.

“He’s just stubborn…” I mumbled after I shut the door to the bathroom “Then again, he’s always been.”

Ty was brown-haired and brown-eyed, about a head shorter than me. Despite his seemingly shy disposition, he can be very set in his ways at times, not giving an inch. That might be one of the reasons why I fell for him. We have some of the most interesting repartee. Others interpret this as fighting but for us, it’s amusement.

But on the topic of penetration, he just completely shuts down. I mean, c’mon, a guy can only take so much foreplay.

I still love him, though, and I will respect his decision. But, damnit, that doesn’t mean I can’t get frustrated at times.

Grabbing a towel, I turn on the water and strip down and step under the spray of warm water. I don’t want think about anything right now I just want to relax.

Grabbing the soap, I scrub away at the grime of the kitchens wishing I could scrub away at my frustra- No, not suppose to be thinking about that.

“Relax, Zack.” I mutter to myself and begin to scrub at my face. Shutting my eyes tight to avoid getting soap in them, I stick my head under the water.

I just stand there for who knows how long. The water beating against my face was calming. So calming in fact, that I was startled be the sudden arms that wrapped around my waist.

I sputtered and started to choke on the water. The arms pulled me away from the spray, so I could catch my breath and rubbed the water out of my eyes.

“Shit…” I blinked a few times trying to get my contact to shift back in place.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” Came a murmur from behind me.

“It’s alright, Ty. My contact just shifted.” I answered before finally getting it back into place. The arms loosened and I turned around before they tightened again and I found Ty nuzzled into my chest.

“What’s up?” I asked. A shudder passed through my spine, feeling his clever fingers work their magic on my tense muscles.

Ty glanced up and gave me a cocky smirk through his wet bangs before licking a few droplets of water upon my chest. His fingers continued their work, moving to knead the muscles of my thighs, just brushing pass my erection.

I bite back a groan, wanting him to just touch me.

He ran his hands up my sides and soon had them entangled in my wet hair, pulling me closer for a kiss. As he pushed himself up against me, I opened my mouth allowing him entrance.

It took me amount to register that he had broken the kiss. It’s amazing that he can still do that. “Zack…” He whispered. “Take me?” He said with so much uncertainty.

Still wanting more of his kiss and in my passion driven mind I almost asked the stupid question of ‘Where?’, luckily, I caught myself. “Are you sure?” I pulled back slightly.

Nervousness covered him like a second skin that it almost seemed tangible. He gave a weak nod and moved closer.

Embracing him, I reach behind me to turn off the shower, but Ty’s hand caught mine. “Here, or I just might lose my nerve by the time we reach the bed.” He reasoned.

I nodded in understanding. When Ty was young, he was raped and what made it worse was that it was by his own father. It’s understandable that he might back down. But, like I said before, frustrating. “Ty, I promise that I won’t hurt you. It might be uncomfortable at first, but trust me, okay?”

The brown eyes- that I love to lose myself in- gazed up at me. Albeit they shown with some reluctance, trust was still there.

“Are you sure?” I press.

He then sent me a scowl. “If you keep asking me, I will back down.”

“Stubborn ass.”

“With your inquires I could be that both figuratively and literally.”

I didn’t bother dignifying that with a response, instead I choose to kiss him. I could feel him still tense with nervousness but willing. Fumbling around with my hands, I searched for any bottle that could be used as lubricant and lathered the stuff on my fingers.

My fingers lingered at his entrance as I pulled enough away from the kiss to whisper, “Relax.”

One finger entered him and he shifted with the intrusion. Claiming his lips again and using my other hand to trace patterns on his own member I entered a second digit. He didn’t seem to notice until I started to scissor him.

“It’s okay, relax, and don’t worry.” Gripping his hard-on slightly, I whispered into his ear. “Trust me.” Ty nodded his head, panting slightly.

Both of us didn’t seem to notice that the water had gone cold.

I entered a third finger and waited for him to adjust before I started to stretch him. My pulled my fingers out and picked him up, instructing him to wrap his legs around my waist. Leaning him against the wall of the shower, I gave Ty one last chance to back out.

Seeing no objections, I guided him down on my erection. He took a sharp intake of breath and soon I was fully sheathed inside of him.

I waited for this for a long while, and it felt better than I had originally thought. I let out a small moan. It was a good thing that the two of us were quiet lovers.

After a moment I started to rock as his breath quickened. The feel of his muscle shift against me was almost too much. “You have… control, Ty.” I panted.

He pressed his back against the wall, his arms around my shoulders, and slowly pulled himself away, before coming back down just as slow. I bit back a frustrated growl; this was too slow.

As if he heard my thoughts or he realized that this wasn’t so bad if things were done carefully, he picked up a faster pace, and soon I was joined his rhythm, no longer content with just standing there.

Grabbing a hold of his cock, I pumped him in time with our movements while the other hand kept me steady against the wall.

Ty gave a startle shout as I hit his prostrate, I almost stopped, worried that I had hurt him. I was surprised when he moved against me trying to hit that spot again.

As always, all good things must come to an end. With one final thrust, Ty came and I followed as his muscles constricted around me. We stayed like that, wrapped in each other’s embrace with that water washing away traces of our lovemaking.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” I asked after finding my voice.

Ty opened one eye before closing it again. He made no comment, but I could see the smirk that threatened at the corner of his lips.

He was trying to come up with some witty remark but before he could reply, I captured his lips. “Let’s save the witty banter for tomorrow, Ty.” I mumbled against him.

He gave a lock of my hair a small tug. “Sure thing.”