Lay Me Down (MxM)

34. 'Amuse Bouche' 🌶️

Hi lovely humans! I hope you're all able to read this. The Wattpad website is acting weird af right now, so I'm having to post this from the mobile app. I apologize if there are any issues. This chapter will live up to its namesake as you'll soon see, and I'm so excited to finish the next half. I just wanted to post this bit now since, 1. Ya'll have been waiting forever, and 2. It's 7,345 words long! I hope you enjoy the first installment in the lovemaking between these two men, and I can't wait to post the next half.

Again, I thank all of you from the bottom of my heart for your patience and kindness. These past few weeks have been extremely difficult and it's been very hard for our little family to readjust at home with our LO's new medication routine, as well as process a lot of heartbreak and pain from that hospital stay. It's felt so good to get this first half finished, and get over that damn writer's block to boot. I'm exhausted and gonna crawl into bed now. Neither of our babies are sleeping for over a week now, so that makes for some tired dads over here. I hope you're all hanging in there, and look forward to hearing from ya'll in the comments.
- Much love and thanks, Quill 💙

Jae

The sun had long since set, and I'd drawn all the curtains as I always did each night once it grew dark outside. The house was quiet, save for the ticking of the wall-clock, and the soft hum of my laundry machine running in the background, the sound of the dishwasher going. Laundry and dishes were normal tasks I carried out without a thought at the end of every day, except tonight was anything but ordinary.

Instead of eating alone like usual during the week, that stormy-eyed, beautiful boy was sitting right there at the table with me. Every nerve ending in my body was acutely aware of his presence, and my heart raced at the anticipation of what was to come following dessert. While I generally abstained from smoking in my home, I decided I'd make yet another exception tonight, because for the first time in God knows how long, I actually felt a bit exposed. As if my heart was on the line.

I tapped hesitantly at my pack of Red's for several seconds before relenting, plucked one out, and lit up. I inhaled deeply, and shut my eyes with some relief, the familiar sensation of smoke in my lungs, the heat in my throat, the nicotine in my system; I felt a bit more grounded after several drags off the thing. My body relaxed further thereafter, and I continued to smoke lazily, all the while visually taking in the young man.

My eyes followed the spoon he was using to devour his Crème Broulee, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep my thoughts chaste the longer my gaze lingered. Lucas had been quite talkative throughout our meal, and in good spirits. I would say that 'eager' was the word. But he'd grown quieter and hadn't said much since starting in on dessert.

I smoked in silence, eyes trained on the way in which he licked at his spoon, while enjoying the soft hums of pleasure he made as he swallowed. The black, satin robe I'd provided hung from his shoulder in the most pleasing way, exposing much of his collarbone, while a great deal of his toned chest was all-too visible, as the robe itself was rather loose on his lean frame. His caramel skin looked smooth, soft... delicious, really. He might as well have been a second helping of dessert just sitting there, and in a way, he was the dessert.

My gaze followed his lips, a bit sore and bloody because he has that habit of biting them when nervous, but they were a lovely, plush shape even so. They parted as he brought the spoon to his fuckable mouth, albeit a bit clumsily using his left hand. His lips closed round the spoon, and I then found myself a bit mesmerized by the way his throat looked as he swallowed; everything about him was pretty, in its own imperfect way. He made a contented sigh and propped his elbow up on the table, flipping the spoon to the rounded side to lick off the last bits, though he hadn't noticed the cream lingering at the corner of his mouth.