|These Falling Apples
Author: Vulpine Ninja PM
Slash There is a boy who hails from a broken home... Then comes a popular athlete who conceals his sexuality... Along with an honour student chained by his father's rules... And rich boy who suffers gender confusion. ON HIATUSRated: Fiction T - English - Drama - Chapters: 36 - Words: 92,160 - Reviews: 114 - Favs: 35 - Follows: 27 - Updated: 02-06-10 - Published: 03-27-09 - id: 2652496
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Chapter 36 – Ruy; Irresistable
Eddo went to Shea's for a discussion and came home a little late for dinner, so I ordered some pizza to be delivered. He never had the chance to eat pizza. I was glad that he was able to chew 'em down.
I also surprised him with a new bed!
Seriously, sleeping on the sofa gave me neck pain if I slept the wrong way. I can't consider myself short enough to perfectly fit in the sofa. I had been considering getting one for a while, but I finally purchased it and got the frame and mattress delivered when he was out. It was a cheap one, and a bit rickety when I assembled the frame. Now this worried me because it needed to be firm...
Oh yeah. It's not a Queen's Bed, sorry.
It's a single bed. But I placed it right next to the bed Eddo had been sleeping in, so technically it becomes a Queen's bed! Man, I was surprised at how genius I can be (sometimes)!
But I guessed that freaked him out a little. I mean, he was already trembling when I hugged him the moment he returned home. Back in his silent mode. And still seem to be in pain when he sat down. I gotta admit that I was rather rough last night.
I held him tight, apologizing and telling him not to be scared of me. I promised him that I wouldn't do it that night or anytime soon.
I watched Eddo read through the text on the piece of paper he was holding. Dammit, I freakin' love the way his eyebrows creased in frustration, his nose wrinkled as his eyes flicked to reread the sentences. He bit his lower lip out of nervousness for tomorrow's presentation.
"Hey," I disturbed him, patting his head. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor at the low table, and I was on the sofa adjacent to him supposedly watching TV.
"Hm?" He glanced at me from between his hair.
"That's not how you practice giving a speech, you know?" I grinned at him.
"You're supposed to read it out loud, right?"
"Uh... yeah..." he said shyly.
I gently grabbed his arm and forced him to get on his feet. He obeyed. Like a good little puppy. But he looked at me questioningly with those puppy dog eyes. Great, just when I am trying my best to restrain myself...
"Now, read the text in front of me..." I demanded leniently.
"Unless you've already memorized it, practice your speech in front of me."
"But..." he hesitated. And blushed. Shit, he's too cute!
"Be a good boy and do as I say, puppy," I said, and stroked his warm cheek. I must've sounded mildly sadistic there. I was glad that he didn't appear to be scared, but still a little too shy in front of me.
He trembled, and looked like he was about to cry. He gulped and gazed back at the paper. His lips pursed and his forehead crinkled even more, as though it was a crime to even think about defying me.
"Are you nervous?" I asked. I touched his hand in attempt to put him at ease.
Eddo nodded, eyes still fixed on the paper.
"Take a deep breath..." I said. He heeded.
I slumped back on the sofa.
"I don't care if you stammer a lot..." I told him when he looked a little calmer. "I want you to practice in front of me until you're not nervous anymore!"
Eddo's big day comes. Well, it's not like he had to perform in front of a huge audience. But this would be his debut public speaking in his class. We had spent all night working on his speech. I couldn't help interrupting him and telling him to use more intonations. And not to be so stiff like he was obviously memorizing the text. I had pressured him a bit too much that he almost gave up. That was a perfect chance for me to hug him for a good reason!
I snuck out of my classroom before the teacher came in. I went to the fourth form block pretending to look like I have business there. I went up the stairs, and just by hiding at the stairway I could see Eddo's classroom from here. The windows are open and the backdoor too.
Last night I had asked Eddo what time was his English class today, and I right on time to see the first group presenting their stuff. Eddo had mentioned his team was the only one with two people, so compared to his other classmates, he and his partner had to talk a lot more.
I wondered when their turn was. If they were last then I missed one class. Or else I could just return to my classroom and use my charm to avoid the teacher from getting pissed off. If I wanted to stay here for long I had to be careful of by passers.
The first team was dismissed after ten minutes, then comes the next one. It wasn't my puppy's. Sweat rolled down my forehead. The back of my shirt was already wet. I should've brought something to use as a fan. I barely paid attention to the second team, which lasted a little longer. I was sitting on the steps facing the notice board on the wall.
Then I heard the teacher call out for the next group, and emphasized about its small size. I stood up with a leap and peered from the edge of the wall. Yeah, I was stalking. Sure enough it was them! Shea was the first to speak. Though he was rather monotone, he certainly had more confidence than I thought. Behind him, Eddo looked rather intimidated by the nerd's self-esteem. He distracted himself by rereading the short notes I had helped him prepare. When it was finally his turn, he mustered the brave face I had trained him overnight. I held back a laugh seeing his effort to appear oddly confident.
The last try of his practice with me was good enough, but this time he was stuttering again. I wasn't surprised though. This time he had to speak in front of about forty people. I prayed that he didn't lose the courage and went back to total nervousness. He fumbled with the short notes when he forgot what he was supposed to say. I had told him not to panic if he ever forget, but remain calm and apologize to the audience for stalling a bit. That he did.
Then it was over. After Eddo and Shea said their thanks, they returned to their seats. I saw Eddo sigh with relief. I sighed too. His performance wasn't as good, but I was relieved that he recalled my short lessons. Satisfied, I strutted my way back to my classroom, evading the teachers walking about before I get interrogated and fighting the urge to twirl with joy.
"Why are we eating out?" Eddo asked.
Right after school I had dragged him all the way to the nearest McDonald's. But not near enough to the school so I wouldn't expect to see any of our schoolmates around.
"To celebrate your debut public speaking!" I answered as we joined the line. I was the one acting like an excited mutt here.
"You did well today," I complimented him and ruffled his hair.
"Eh? How would you know? Did you..."
"Huh? B-but how...?" his eyes widened and did his trademark head-tilt.
"I hid in the ceiling."
He blinked, sceptic about the possibility. I laughed out loud and squeezed his shoulder.
"So what do you want to eat?" I asked him before he could ask further about how I spied him. We were two persons away from the counter.
"I... don't know," he said with a shrug. He scanned the overhead menu, "I haven't tried any of them..."
"Mind if I give my suggestions?" I inquired. He nodded. "Then it's either Big Mac or Quarter Pounder for you because I think you need to put a little more weight."
"Yeah. I can even count your ribs," I said it under my breath so that only he could hear. He went slightly red.
"Either... either one would be fine..."
"'Kay... go find a seat for us, okay? Hurry!"
He was on it.
"Puppy... Does it hurt?"
We were back home. I couldn't hold back anymore.
"If it hurts... just... tell me..." I said softly.
Eddo choked a moan as I went in slowly. I had promised to be gentle. My hands fastened around his bony hips. Couldn't see his complexion as his back was towards me. Inch by inch, I made sure that I wasn't giving him too much pain, until it was all in.
"You're tight..." I grunted.
"It's okay... I like it..."
Slowly, I moved. He was restraining his moans by pursing his lips, and huffing through his nose. His fingers clutched the bedsheets.
"Pup..." I lowered my head to his ear, "Loosen up a bit... or it's gonna hurt... a lot..."
He hesitated. Then complied. I grinned when I could finally move smoothly. And with the help of the lotion I just bought after our lunch, I hope it wouldn't give my love another serious butt ache. It was so slippery that I wanted to go faster.
Eddo yelped when I touched his dick. So wet and sticky, he could have came a couple of times already. Goddamn sensitive. I teased him some more, till his lips parted to free a louder moan. That was it. I quickened my pace. Sexier sounds escaped his mouth whenever I hit the spot. The bed creak, the sloshing sound and the slapping of flesh harmonized like a musical score. Eddo's discharge streamed down my fingers. Our bodies were so close I could feel my puppy's sweat combined with mine.
"Aaahhh!!" puppy cried when he squirted again. His body arched sexily.
I growled when I came. Deep inside him. All my release trapped in the condom no matter how far I could reach.
I flipped him over. Kissed his lips and savoured a faint taste of vanilla. What was left of the strawberry sundae we had earlier, and he certainly looked like one at the moment. Then I realized that his bony cheeks were wet.
"Did I hurt you?" I asked as I wiped the tears with my thumb. He shook his head. I smirked... maybe...
His eyes diverted away. One hand rose to cover his mouth, probably ashamed of himself. I chuckled, and licked the stickiness of my fingers. His other arm wrapped around his upper body. It took me a while to notice that he was shivering. I almost panicked; I thought I had frightened him already, for not keeping my word. Then there was a clap of thunder, which reminded me that it had started raining while we were doing it.
I cuddled Eddo on the bed, wrapping the blanket around us. The air went cooler. So cold that goose bumps emerged from my lover's skin. I hugged him tighter to pamper him with my heat.
"Sorry..." I whispered. His head buried in my neck, and I could smell my shampoo scent on coming from his hair.
"Hm?" he grunted.
"I broke the promise...."
He was quiet.
Never mind. I knew he'd still be shy to react to this. I had forced myself on him again, but he didn't do anything to resist. So I supposed that he did like it? If not, he hould get used to it. We both would. But maybe doing it too often was too much for him. I might have given some sort of fear inside him. Then I would be the one suffering to restrain myself. I should talk about it with him.
It was getting colder, about time we put on our clothes back. I called his name, but he was still silent. Eddo's breathing was steady and serene. He had fallen asleep.
So... that was pretty exhausting, eh?
A/N: Disclaimer: McDonald's does not belong to me.
This one feels like a 'filler' cos I haven't even reached the main objective yet. Feels plotless. And here comes the time I've always dreaded... the production of TFA is experiencing the phenomena where it's almost stopping!! DUNDUNDUN. I've been busy with studies and grappling new writing challenges. But mid semester break is coming soon, hopefully I have time and muse by then.
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