Days, very uneventful days passed. They felt so still and cold. It was like the clock had stopped and they were stuck in some Alice In Wonderland type of world. Ricky spent his time caring for Ryan, as Josh did for Ryan-Ashley. Vinny and Ghost kept things running, understanding how out of sorts the event had left everyone else.

As for Kuza and Chris, they were back to sleeping in separate beds. Both kept their unforgivable distance from each other. All Chris wanted was to be near him and to develop a relationship. His partner could care less. Distance was what made Kuza comfortable. The things he felt when Chris touched him, they broke his confidence. He would feel vulnerable and weak; Two things that might as well have been dirty words to him.

Kuza kept his back pressed against the wall behind his bed while he read a book. The paperbacks lining the shelves of their room were his only entertainment. He could get lost in their colorful worlds. His mind was the only place he had left to find beauty. If only he could open his mind to what was right in front of him.

"Mike," Chris softly spoke up, "You haven't talked to me in days."

He finished off the page he was on and lowered the book to his lap. "What do you want me to say?"

His eyes dragged down to his lap as he thought. Chris remained on the edge of his mattress, trying to decide if it was worth the effort. He didn't want another fight, but this was worth fighting for. "Anything." He mumbled, "I've poured my heart out to you, told you my deepest pain. All I'm asking for in return is that you try to let me in and try to let me see you for who you are. If you're going to refuse to lay with me or sleep in my bed, please just talk to me."

"If you want my attention, you could just ask." He replied.

Frustrated, he gave a whiny snap, "I am asking!"

Kuza drew in a small breath to keep his calm. He set his book down on the end table and made his way over to his mate. "I'm not ready for talking." He said as he stood in front of him, "I'll tell you all my dirty laundry someday, I promise, but... not right now."

"May I at least kiss you?" Chris asked desperately.

"I'll do you one better." He smiled adventurously and lowered himself down to his knees.

His hand gently combed into Kuza's hair. Though he wished he could be excited about this, he was more worried his dearest blood eyed angel was only doing it to avoid talking. "Are you sure? If you just want to lay together, that'd make me happy. I don't want to push you."

Kuza gently ran his hands up Chris' legs, responding, "I'm sure, Baby. You could use a little stress relief."

"If you insist." He lightly snickered, "Take it as slow as you'd like."

He smiled briefly up at him. It was extremely intimidating to him. Adjusting to the submissive role wasn't something he was accustomed to. It wasn't that he didn't want to submit to anyone. He'd just never been given the chance. Being over six foot and looking like a demon, all his past sexual partners expected him to be dominant. Kuza had found that though hard to adjust to, he was comfortable being taken care of instead of being the caretaker.

Chris watched him carefully, seeing his hesitation. Part of him wanted to stop his mate, but he seemed pretty determined to do this. Kuza slowly unzipped his pants and pulled them down to Chris' knees. He sat up straight and grasped his sizable member. Chris pushed Kuza's hair out of the way as he gingerly began to suck his cock.

Their chemistry was undeniable. It was easy for either to fall in a trance when they ignited that fire. All his fear melted away. He became too focused on pleasing his dominant and pulling every moan he could out of his mouth. Kuza found this rather easy for being his first time. He'd had his own dick sucked enough to know what felt good.

"Oh, fuck, Baby." Chris moaned. His grip on Kuza's black hair tightened while his eyes fluttered shut, "Hnnf-fuck, keep going."

The sounds of his pierced lips sucking skin like a lollipop were intoxicating. Kuza relaxed his throat in attempts to go down further on his partner's massive cock. Chris couldn't help himself from pushing his head down. When he choked, his mind snapped back to reality and he let go. Kuza sat back on his knees, coughing on his own spit. It dripped down his mouth and chest, something that Chris didn't want to admit was a turn on.

"I'm sorry, Baby. I shouldn't have-"

"Babe," Kuza cut him off with a smile. He placed his hands on Chris' knees, reaching up to him for a kiss. "It's okay. I liked it." He licked his upper lip slowly, sinking back down to his knees.

Chris chuckled, "You little whore. You love this, don't you?"

"I should've started sucking cock a long time ago." He slowly bit his lip, driving his love crazy.

"Will you swallow for me, Baby?" He asked playfully.

He batted his eyelashes, making small strokes with his hands, "Only for you."

"Mmf, where have you been my whole life?"

Chris gathered up his feathery black hair, pulling it away from his pale face. He didn't want anything to get in Kuza's way while he pleased him. The crimson beauty continued to please him, dragging long and deep moans from his throat. He picked up speed to keep in time with Chris' sexy groans until he'd reached a climax.

He found it so oddly satisfying when he felt warm cum fill his mouth. Maybe it was the degradation of it, or maybe it was the accomplishment of properly pleasing his mate. Kuza had a rather full mouth. He should've expected it, considering how long he'd put Chris off from having even a kiss. His hand raised over his mouth as he gently swallowed. He wiped his spit away from his lips and neck.

"You look so beautiful with my cock down your throat." Chris mused, making him beam a smile. "Come lay with me, Baby."

Happily, Kuza rose to his feet. In doing so, made his arousal obvious. His mate certainly didn't mind. Chris grabbed him by his front belt loops and pulled him down on top of him. The two fell back into their bed, stealing kisses from each other here and there. Kuza broke away from his mate's lips when he felt his hand between his legs. Being only the second time Chris had touched him, he still wasn't used to the ecstasy that it shot through his whole body.

Chris kissed behind his ear, sweetly asking, "May I make you cum?" He seeped a breath down his partner's skin, "I want to make you feel good."

"Please," He pleaded desperately, "I need you."

It was like a drug. Though he could barely handle the way it fucked him up, he still couldn't live without a hit. He was thankful they'd opted for no penetration in their encounter. It would've been a lot more taxing on his body. Regardless, there was no denying how much control he surrendered under Chris' touch. In intimacy, it was as if his body wasn't even his. Somehow he was okay with that.

His lover unbuckled his jeans and pulled out his cock. Chris stroked him gently, whispering sweet nothings into his ear, "You are so beautiful. I love your body so fucking much."

All he could manage was a shaky, "Hggnf, mmfh..."

Chris smirked slyly, keeping their bodies close. He leaned over Kuza more and began to suck under his jawline. In the silence, all that could be heard were the sounds of his tongue and lips along his mate's skin. Kuza grabbed onto his shoulder. His grasp weakened the closer he got to his orgasm.

"F-Fuck, unff-f." He moaned.

"My dirty little slut." Chris whispered in his ears, "You're mine, Baby. You're only mine. My beauty..." He grinned, "Cum for me."

"Un, un, unf," Kuza rather whorishly gushed as he felt the tension build inside of him.

He locked his lips onto Chris'. Their tongues met quickly and danced together passionately. His hands tangled up into Chris' long black hair. Kuza threw his head back, allowing the dominant access to his neck. He kissed his Adam's apple as he stroked his cock quickly. The long haired beauty moaned loudly for his love as he released powerfully.

"Oh, fuck!" He cooed as he came down from his high, "Fuck, Baby. It feels so damn good when you do it."

Chris licked the cum off his hand like it was icing. He smiled, "Then I'm doing my job right." Grabbing the blankets, he pulled the covers over the pair. "Snuggle in, my sweet angel."

Kuza readjusted himself to be back in his jeans. He fixed his hair before laying his head down on the pillow. Chris intertwined their legs, snaking his arm over his waist. He kept him as close as he could without upsetting him. He'd made it obvious he wasn't a big fan of the mushy gushy shit. In small doses, it could be okay, Kuza figured.