incarcerated

13.

the second his office door shut, relief washed over eddy's tired body and he plopped down in his chair. brett stirred at the sound of the door closing. he sat up and rubbed his eyes confusedly, noticing immediately that eddy seemed upset.

"what's the matter, sir?" he asked. the sound of his voice startled the taller man and he flinched hard, his hands shaking.

"uh.. nothing, brett. i'm fine," the warden shook his head. brett squinted at him.

"it's obvious you're not, eddy."

eddy looked up at the sound of his name escaping brett's lips. the way brett's lips formed the syllables made eddy want to kiss them even more than he already did. he clenched his teeth and turned away from brett to keep himself from breaking the law, typing away on his computer. he needed to make an accident report, anyways.

"talk to me," brett's voice was soft, concern outlining each one of his words. eddy shook his head.

"no," he said simply. the inmate took a deep breath and stood up, walking to behind eddy's desk. neither of them spoke as the older boy's arms snaked around eddy's shoulders and he hugged him gently from behind, closing his eyes and laying his head on the other man's shoulder.

"please."

exhaling shakily, eddy put his hands on brett's and intertwined their fingers. he tried to focus on the softness of brett's skin rather than the trouble he would get into if anyone walked in at that moment.

"now, what's wrong?" brett said softly. eddy sighed.

"there was a suicide," he mumbled. brett winced.

"i'm sorry," he replied, resisting the urge to kiss the tan skin on eddy's neck. it was nearly impossible not to. the muscles of his neck protruded slightly and just looking at them gave brett wildly inappropriate thoughts. he closed his eyes to distract himself and pressed his face to eddy's shoulder.

"brett?" said the warden. brett raised his head.

"yes?"

"what are we doing?"

an answer to that question was not something brett had. he shrugged.

"i dunno," he said quietly, laying his chin on eddy's shoulder and leaning his head against the other man's.

"i don't either," the warden sighed.

"i don't think we need to know. probably best not to put a label on this."

"yeah.. we're sort of playing with fire, im afraid," eddy chuckled nervously. brett took a deep breath and planted a soft kiss on his cheek.

"i like it. well, i like you, sir."

eddy's heart skipped a beat and he turned to face the inmate, surprise evident on his face. those were the last words he'd expected to come from brett's mouth.

"what?" he asked, even though he knew exactly what brett said. the inmate sighed deeply.

    "i think you heard me, sir."

    "i think you're right," eddy countered, turning around in his chair suddenly. brett recoiled back from their embrace and crossed his arms, staring at the man below him. eddy looked terrifyingly handsome as he sat still in his desk chair, staring up at brett with that signature gaze.

    "and?" brett asked. the warden thought for a moment and grabbed brett's hands, stroking the back of them with either of his thumbs.

    "i don't know what this is, brett."

    "scary is what it is," the smaller boy scoffed. he stood in between eddy's legs, holding tightly onto his calloused hands.

     "illegal," eddy mumbled. brett cringed at the sound of the word.

    "i don't want to get you in trouble, sir," he shook his head. eddy rolled his eyes playfully.

    "stop calling me that."

    "no, sir."

    the warden sighed deeply and twirled brett around before pulling him into his lap, his legs on either side of eddy's waist. brett gasped softly as he sat down, his heart pounding.

    "this really has to stop, doesn't it?" eddy mumbled, twisting a piece of the smaller man's hair between his fingertips. brett nodded shakily. eddy was so close.

    "i guess so," he mumbled, his skin tingling everywhere the warden's fingers landed.

    "but i really don't want it to," eddy pulled brett into a hug and closed his eyes. they could feel their heartbeats against one another's chest and both of them were dumbfounded by the entire series of events that had led them there.

    "me either, sir," brett muttered. eddy ran his long fingers down brett's spine and to his waist, chewing on his bottom lip nervously. he knew what he wanted, but he had no idea if brett felt the same or not.

"maybe it doesn't have to stop just yet," the warden whispered, leaning in so close that his breath fanned brett's cheek.

"maybe not," brett said breathlessly, licking his lips. he'd never been so terrified and enticed by someone at the same time.

brett watched eddy's eyelids flutter shut and could hardly focus as his did the same. it couldn't be said which of them leaned forward first, but the gap between their lips soon closed as if it had never existed.