50 Shades of Pain ✅

Chapter 8: Post Therapy Relaxation

Ryan holds the door open, watching as Chase makes his way inside the house and to the recliner. He gets comfortable, putting his leg up as instructed to do so when he got home.

It wasn't long before Ryan joined him in the room - an ice pack on the leg for inflammation, a couple Tylenol in hand for the bit of nagging pain, and a nice cold soda to sip on.

"How do I get so lucky to be so spoiled by not just you, but Alex and my parents?" Chase questions as he easily accepts everything from Ryan, as Ryan takes a seat on the couch beside him.

"I guess we can say that you are special," Ryan answers with a smirk as Chase just rolls his eyes, knowing that can be interrupted in several different ways. "Now they did say to relax, and take it easy. So whatever you need, don't be afraid to ask." 

"You left that door wide open, Blaney...." Ryan couldn't help but feel his smirk grow in response, not about to deny that it would be a good idea right now. It was pretty clear Alex got his fix the night before when he got home before Ryan - blame a team outing to celebrate the day's success - so it'd be fitting to get his own dosage.

"Maybe I did for a reason." Ryan then stands up, making his way over to the recliner, leaning in for a kiss of his own. "Is that a crime?" 

"How can I relax when you've got me turned right on?" Ryan didn't know which direction he should take the comment, but every bit of him that wanted a dosage of peach for himself said to take it the only way possible.

"I guess I'll have to fix that problem. Besides, we can release some endorphins to help you feel better." Chase had to admire Ryan's persistence, and continued reasoning for what they should be experiencing together. 

"It may not be comfortable to do that here...." Chase then slowly lowers the recliner, reaching for the crutches, though is stopped by Ryan. "I nee-"

"Let me help you." Ryan then holds a hand out, helping him up, before getting him to wrap his arm around his neck. The pair then make their way down the hallway to the bedsroom, both collapsing down on the bed together. 

"This is a much better option.." Chase then pulls Ryan close to him, brushing his lip across Ryan's lightly, as Ryan wraps an arm around him. "I've missed this, I've missed you." 

"I've missed us, too." Ryan then runs his hand through Chase's hair. "Do you know how many times I have repeated what happened in my head, wishing I could've done something diff-"

"Stop, please.." Chase takes a deep breath as he knows it was emotions neither one wanted to touch, and he didn't feel they were necessary. That was becoming a long time ago now. "There were mistakes made. We both made mistakes, Ryan. I made you agree to some boundaries that maybe weren't fair. You went and did things that maybe I didn't agree with. We hurt each other, we both felt that. But together, we overcome that. That's all that matters is that we have each other now." 

"Don't forget about Alex." A smirk forms on Chase's face as he knew there was no way he could let Bowman go if he tried now with everything they'd been through together, and the instant attraction he felt to him as soon as he entered the room. He was just glad he got to release those feelings now, instead just daydream during those meetings. "You didn't have to forgiv-"

"But I did, because I love and care about you, always." Chase then leans in, brushing his lips lightly across Ryan's. "Let's face it, you're stuck with me." 

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Ryan easily accepts the kiss, shifting so he is positioned sitting on top of Chase across his stomach. Their lips meet each others again as Ryan grips Chase's hand with his own. "Are you sur-"

"You don't even need to ask..." Ryan releases his grip, slowly running his hands up underneath Chase's shirt, circling his nipples with the tip of the index finger on each hand. "Ry...."

"That still gets to you, huh?" Ryan then lifts the shirt, sliding down Chase a bit more so he can bring his tongue to his chest, circling each nipple as a small moan escapes in the process. "Ah my trick still hasn't grown old on you. Now I know what to do each time." 

"I thought you were supposed to be taking care of me, helping me relax, release those endorphins..." Ryan nods his head as he reaches for Chase's pants, slipping them down carefully, not wanting to cause any pain to his leg in the process. 

"It looks like that's a tall task as somebody is wanting me pretty badly..." The only response he gets in return is a moan, as he begins to suck on Chase's left nipple a little. 

"Ryan...." Ryan couldn't help but smirk in hearing the deep moan crying for him, knowing that'd be something he had missed, a feeling he never wanted to experience once again. 

"Patience Chase..." He then reaches for his boxers, following the same process as he had before with the pants, this time taking a turn sucking the right nipple. 

"You're evil!" Ryan couldn't help but laugh as he looked into the eyes full of desire and lust before him.

"But you know you love every single bit of me for that...."