Trevor pulled him close to kiss his sly mouth and steal his breath, overwhelmed with furious joy when Sky wrapped his arms around his shoulders to make the kiss go on. Sky’s feet left the ground again.
He was panting when Trevor finally set him back down. He blinked several times. “I keep forgetting you exercise now.”
“Shut up.” This time, Trevor bent down to brush a kiss over Sky’s hair and let out a small, grateful sigh. “I have questions, but we should probably go in. Nancy might look over if she’s up and then she’ll worry about this somehow too.” Trevor phrased it like a suggestion but he was already ushering Sky across the threshold and into his house, where Trevor could look at him and touch him and keep him.
“Grandma is asleep,” Trevor continued once they were on the other side of the closed door, keeping his voice down as though his thoughts weren’t ringing. “But she’s going to be so happy to see you.” He raised his voice for Ellie. “Ellie, behave.”
Ellie sat with a poutyruffsound.
Sky tore his gaze away from Trevor to find the brat poodle again. “I don’t hate you, Ellie,” Sky told her, as if anyone hating her had ever crossed Ellie’s pampered mind. “I was jealous. But I’m glad you were here for him.”
Trevor pushed Sky against the nearest wall to kiss him again, his hands at Sky’s hips to hold him still, Sky’s hands roving over Trevor’s chest.
Pulling away was getting more difficult. Trevor panted over Sky’s parted lips, then turned and bent to breathe hard into Sky’s neck. “I should ask what you’re doing here but I don’t care why because you’re here. Wait.” He brought his head up. “How are you here? I just spoke to you and you were….” At home, or so Trevor had assumed.
Sky’s hands found their way under Trevor’s shirt. “I was already on my way here,” he said with faint amusement, a distracted wizard forced to explain his magic. “I’ve been planning. Then, after last night I had to.”
Never before had Trevor wanted to have Sky at his mercy and begging as much as he did at hearing that. He didn’t even know what he would do, restrain him and torture him or kiss him senseless. Or both. Both were good.
“Explain,” he ordered, dropping down to kiss Sky before Sky could answer.
Sky complained with a whiny sigh but pulled Trevor closer. “I had to see you,” he answered after a shiver, then twitched. “Oh shit. I left my bags outside.”
Bags meant Sky planned on a real visit.
Trevor was outside to retrieve them in a flash, dropping them next to Sky and shutting the door again before pressing back against Sky, intending to kiss him as many times as Sky allowed. But Sky tipped his head up to stare at him and then gave a long sigh that left Trevor frowning uncertainly.
“You want me here?” Sky asked, the most ludicrous question he could ever have asked. He must have read the answer on Trevor’s face, because he smiled. “AfterthatI was pretty sure. But Ididinvite myself and that is rude by all rules of, uh, etiquette. You… I’ve missed looking at you. Real you, not computer you.”
“You like being rude. It means I’ll punish you.” Trevor gently knocked Sky’s glasses back into their proper position. “I’ve missed real you too.”
The expression on Sky’s face shifted, his eyes seeming to shine before he shut them and put a hand over his mouth. Trevor crowded him in against the wall, keeping the pressure light but steady, waiting for Sky’s eyes to open and find him.
“Feeling too much?” Trevor wondered. “Do you want stillness?”
“Yes, but not yet.” Sky swallowed before leaning in to hide his face against Trevor’s shoulder. He flexed his hands then settled them over Trevor’s ribs. “Trevor,” he began after a moment, strangely tentative, “not to be smarter than you….”
Trevor didn’t give a single shit about that. “Go on, smart boy.”
Sky laughed a little. “After last night,” he said again. “Actually, before then… I went to the queer bookstore.”
Trevor didn’t even try to understand why this was important right now. “The one like two blocks from your apartment that I looked up for you when you said you weren’t sure about your new neighborhood?” That had been years ago. Sky hadn’t gone in until now?
“Yes,” Sky grumbled, probably knowing exactly what Trevor was thinking. “And I bought books on domination for you.” Trevor twitched involuntarily. In his defense, hearing Sky say “domination” without squirming over it was startling. So was the idea of Sky buying physical paper books on the subject, in person, which meant that he’d very likely had to say the word to someone else as well.
“Good boy,” Trevor said automatically, kissing his temple.
Sky sighed. “Make things difficult,” he muttered while tracing anxious patterns over Trevor’s skin. Sigils for protection, Trevor imagined. “I also… while I was there… got one on polyamory, just in case.” Trevor at least didn’t jump this time. “Although I can’t vouch for it,” Sky went on, back to grumbling. “The employees there cooed at me. Horrible. One-star behavior. Do not recommend.”
Cooing might have happened, but more likely, Sky had bristled at having to ask others for information he wasn’t sure about wanting and also felt he should have already known, and in response, the employees had been extra courteous.
“What did they say when they cooed?” Trevor wondered sympathetically while trying to process both Sky getting the books and what Sky must think Trevor needed.
Sky cleared his throat, then finally raised his head. “It doesn’t matter as long as I didn’t fuck up with this.”
Trevor shook his head, probably smiling despite Sky’s obvious nerves. Trevor had looked up a lot of things about D/s and BDSM but mostly found porn, which was never a reliable source, no matter how hot it might be. Likewise, personal blogs had to be taken with a grain of salt, or a whole fucking salt cellar. Trust Sky to look for information in a way that would filter some of that out. “Well done,” Trevor praised him easily. “So clever of you.”
“Well, you think you’re entry level, or whatever,” Sky said defensively as though no praise had happened. He lowered his gaze and continued skating his fingertips over Trevor’s stomach and hips. “And once I bought them, I thought, maybe I could give them to you myself. I’ve been thinking about it for a while now. I was going to ask, to try to ease you into the idea of a visit.” Trevor started to scoff at the idea of needing to be ‘eased into’ Sky visiting him, but then Sky unexpectedly looked up. “Then last night.Last night. I told you that I… I told you what I told you, and you liked it. You wanted to hear it. Then Ihadto be here to see you and touch you.” He started to talk faster. “And also help you if you needed it, or to win you back if Hot Neighbor turned out to be a dragon too.”
