I did my best to ignore the dirty looks as I walked into the foyer of some flashy hotel. I wasn’t entirely sure I could afford a room in a place like this but I didn’t care. All those years ago, I’d made a promise to myself that I’d spoil whoever I ended up with and frankly I’d been nothing but an asshole to Damien.
"Do you have the money for a place like this?” he asked, looking around.
I smiled, shrugging. He chuckled a little, leaning his head on my chest as I got us a room. I squeezed his hand a little as we made our way to the elevator. He huggled me once we were in it and I planted tiny kisses along his neck. He tilted his head, humming, and I ghosted more kisses against his skin. My hands snaked their way down from his back to his hips, gripping them slightly as his lips met mine in a slow kiss. I hummed as his hands found their way to my ass. I chuckled as he gave me a hickey, picking him up again and carrying him to our room. He smiled and I returned it, putting him down on the bed. I smiled a little more as he smiled almost like he used to. He pulled me down for another slow kiss and I hummed, cuddling him. He snuggled up to me.
"I love you so much"
"I love you too" he said, kissing my neck.
"I want us to start over"
"You have to give up your 'job' first, Kyle"
"I know. And I really am trying"
He nodded, kissing me as I played with his hair. I kissed back, pushing him down on the bed gently. I kissed his neck and he hummed, tracing lines down my back. I pulled his t-shirt off, kissing his chest, and he gave me another smile that was almost like his old one.
"I love you" I mumbled against his stomach, leaving a small kiss behind as I spoke.
Damien’s hands moved up to play with my hair. "I love you too"
He pulled my shirt off and I kissed his stomach a couple more times. I hummed as he traced lines on my neck and shoulders, his touch sending sparks through me. I’d missed this so much. It felt like ages since we’d been together. I looked up at him, smiling when I saw a real, happy smile on his face. I slid his sweats down, kissing him softly when he pulled me up for a kiss.
"You're so gorgeous" I smiled, making him blush.
"I think you'll find you're the gorgeous one" he giggled slightly.
"Didn't know I had a mirror on my face" I giggled, making him laugh.
"Well if it's a mirror, it's a very flattering one"
He planted a tiny kiss on my lips, kissing a little harder when I kissed back. His hands moved to my hips as I matched it, trailing a finger down his chest. He looked at me.
"I want you so bad right now" he said, his voice a little husky and he squeezed my hips.
I kissed him kind of hard and he matched it. I shuffled down, sliding his boxers down and making him smile. I kissed his thigh and his fingers tangled in my hair. I kissed a little higher, my lips closing around his dick. A stream of moans dripped from his lips and he tugged on my hair a little. So I sucked harder, earning yet more moans. I hummed a little, knowing exactly what it’d do to him.
"Fuck" he moaned out, pulling me up for a hard kiss.
I matched it, moaning slightly as he groped me. He forced more moans out of me as he palmed me, getting my pants off.
"Hotels need lube" I laughed, making him laugh as well.
"Yeah, but I'm sure we can make do"
I hummed and he smiled, flipping us over so he was on top. I moaned as he went down on me. My fingers tangled in his hair as he sucked. He looked up at me and I bucked my hips a little impatiently. He gagged slightly, sucking some more. No, sweetie, that wasn’t the idea. I pulled him for a kiss, flipping us over again. He smiled and I returned it, fucking him slowly.
Damien let out a satisfied hum, cuddling up to me. I kissed his cheek and he nuzzled me, giving me one of those genuinely happy smiles again. I hummed at the sight of it, closing my eyes. I heard Damien’s phone but kept my eyes shut, figuring he’d get it if it was important. I answered for him when he didn’t move, though. It was probably his mom, after all.
"Damien, where the fuck are you?"
"With me" I said as I recognised Phil’s voice.
I felt Damien’s eyes on me as Phil said "Did it not cross anyone's mind to at least leave a note?"
"I guess not" I said, playing with Damien’s hair.
"I've been worried fucking sick. You of all people should know how Damien wanders off and gets himself in shit all the time"
"I would've thought the fact that both of us were gone would've given you a hint that he was okay"
"Not really, since you have a tendency to walk out on him whenever you feel like it"
I glared at thin air, not saying anything.
"For all I knew, he could've said something you didn't like and you'd fucked off somewhere and he'd gone and gotten himself in a fight or something"
"Prick" I mumbled.
Damien shut his eyes and rolled over.
"You know it's true, though"
I didn’t say anything, turning my head to look at Damien. He stayed where he was and I bit back a sigh.
"Well, since you seem to want to know where he is 24/7, he's in a bed with me and I'm not intending on letting him go any time soon"
"I'm just looking out for him" Phil said icily.
"'Yeah, sure'? Do I really need to remind you who looked after him when you fucking left him? I didn't have to stay, y'know"
"Are you done yet?"
"No, I'm busy doubting that you actually care about him for more than a guilt-free shag"
I didn’t have time to reply since Damien grabbed the phone and hung up before throwing it across the room. I kissed him and he kind of kissed back.
"I love you, Damien"
"Love you too" he said with a slight smile.
"I mean it. I've never loved anyone as much as I love you"
"I know" he said quietly, leaning his head on my chest.
I kissed the top of his head but he didn’t even react.
"Nothing, just sleepy" he said with a tiny smile.
I didn’t believe him. He snuggled up to me, shutting his eyes again. I snuggled up to him as well, letting out a small sigh.
"Damien, what's wrong?"
"I just don't like you two fighting" he mumbled and I cuddled him more.
“I know. I'm sorry"
He was quiet again and I kissed the top of his head, still not getting any kind of reaction.
"I'll apologise to him later"
I said nothing, knowing no matter what I said he’d stay that way and he fell silent too. So much for making up for lost time, then.