Psycho

CHAPTER 22

  The wee hours of the morning stalked the sleeping pair, eerily seeping dim light in through the curtains, reflecting upon eggshell and light tan. Criss crossed limbs sprawled upon one another as each man sucked and released steady breaths, lips smally parted.

  Just then and there, the familiar shriek of the small digital alarm clock situated on the bedside table slowly began to wring both men awake, one even slower than the other.

  Arms and legs gradually found their owners as they stretched out, light bone cracking sounds filling the once silent air.

  The older man released a small groan as he arose to a sitting position. His fingers wiped over his eyes just as the other boy shuffled about in his sleep.

  With a quick smack to a button, the device was silenced and only ruffles from Colton leaving the bed were heard. The man let out a yawn as his feet rooted to the floor beside his bed. He then trudged onwards for the bathroom, twisting his body occasionally in lazy stretches.

......

As the bathroom door later parted, a freshly shaven Colton emerged, a towel tufted around his leanly built waist, a peek of pubes adorning his veiny v. Small droplets lied in his strands, few cascading sweetly down his face and neck.

  His eyes wandered towards the boy on his bed, sleeping almost stilly as regular breaths rose and deflated against his tummy. A small sigh escaped Colton's thin lips as warm rays of the morning sunlight glistened upon the boy's soft pale skin.

  A small smile unknowingly crept upon him at the instant memory; smooth soft pale flesh clenching to redness in his tight grasp, his hands gripping the boy's narrow hips as he thrusted steadily in and out of the tight ring. His eyes fluttered shut as he continued soaking in images from last night, his own cynical soul enjoying every whim of it.

"Sir?" A light and soft voice disturbed the once calm air and Colton's eyes suddenly darted open, falling upon the source. There after, a heavy silence followed as their eyes rooted deeply on each other, terse breaths steadily leaving them all whilst.

  The boy's skin was gradually growing red at the sight of Colton's fierce grey eyes boring holes in his paler skin. Bashfulness quickly rushed through him as he reached out, wrapping his lean arms snuggly around his tiny frame and throwing his gaze towards the wrinkled sheets that laid carelessly upon his stark nakedness.

  Colton's eyes didn't hesitate to linger, further trailing down his body. From his bony frame to the smallest details of a little birth mark just above his left nipple. Silence reigned on for the next few minutes as well.

"Sir you're staring" Colton remained shamelessly stark eyed, traveling onwards and over the boy for the next few seconds before eventually retreating.

"Sorry" it was evident in his low and guttery tone that it wasn't a sincere apology.

"I uhm..." The boy tried speaking, managing to scoot over to the edge while clutching upon the covers and concealing his privates all whilst his face contorted in sharp grimaces.

"Careful kid" Colton told, already gaiting towards the boy's side for some well needed aid but the dark haired boy was hesitant.

"I'm f..fine" his voice shook nervously as Colton's hand came to gently rest upon his shoulder. His mere touch instantly had shivers raging throughout the younger boy's body.

"I'll get dressed and go make breakfast" he managed a stutter-free sentence even with shaky breaths in between words and Colton kept a narrow look on him while his tongue ran over his lower lip.

S hadn't missed the small gesture but chose not to let its effect linger for too long. Colton then decided to remove his hand, immediately reducing the boy's prickling tension.

"I can't let you do that, kid" Colton spoke, shaking his head in disapproval. Sincere worry laced in his tone as he gradually leaned forwards in attempt to help the boy back under the covers.

"But I..." He tried to argue but as Colton rose his palm to him, he quieted down almost instantly.

"No buts, you'll stay in bed and I'll have Ray bring you breakfast and lunch if I have to" S remained straight faced and quiet as Colton spoke on.

"Are you feeling any pain down there?" S's face immediately bloomed a bright red as he nervously nodded his head but once Colton shot him a narrow but mild glare, he quickly voices out his answer.

"Good boy" Colton curtly commended and S's faced heated up tensely at the somewhat praise. It was at the point Colton came to realization of his own words and tone that his face went blank for the next few stiff seconds.

    Just as his face lost expression, he silently began to help the boy back under the blanket. Everywhere the man would touch him, S would inwardly flinch as it sent blood rushing through his vein in ecstatic heat.

"There" Colton muttered knowingly, completely tucking him in.

  S gave a terse smile at the man's seemingly affectionate actions, his eyes sparkling with blaring adoration as he stared up at Colton's still straight face. Once their eyes managed to meet, a whole different Colton surfaced, his teeth gritted sharply as well as his jaws tightly clenched. S grew instantly shocked, his smile was quick to fade at the realization of what he assumed to be anger on Colton's face.

"Sir?" Colton quietly and quickly gaited for his walk in closet afterwards, shutting the double doors and completely ignoring the boy's calls.

......

"You slept with him?"

    The shorter man scoffed as he spun playfully in his chair just opposite Colton. He had a small smile plastered on his face as opposed to Colton's.

"Look, it isn't like that at all" Acker tried to explain, a deep undertone and a saggy breath in his words.

"What are you talking about? It's always like that with you" Colton rolled his eyes at the man as he stopped the spinning wheels with his foot.

"I actually like him" he spoke discreetly, sincerety woven in his tongue.

"Well I haven't heard those words in years, it's always been fuck and chuck with you" Acker scoffed, rolling his eyes at his friend and just then a call came on Colton's phone. He'd answered the call at the second ring, holding out his pointer finger at the shorter male.

"Hello?" Colton spoke and just then, the office line rung as well.

"I'll get it" Acker muttered, picking up the phone while Colton spoke on his actual one.

"Let him in" Acker spoke to who Colton assumed was the receptionist.

"Yes, the same restaurant from my last meeting and don't forget to make sure to get them straight to him" both calls dropped immediately.

"Hm getting someone lunch I see" Acker hummed, playfully quirking his brows and winking with a sheepish grin on his face making Colton roll his eyes.

"Calm your pants, it's for the kid" Colton assured his friend.

"I thought you said he could cook?" Acker questioned, a small frown settling on his face and Colton immediately went still as he quickly thought up a lie.

"He hurt his ankle and now he can't walk" Acker bought the lie and asked no further questions as Colton's glass double doors suddenly parted.

"Inspector Diaz?" The inspector gave a brief nod, refusing Colton's further gesture offering him a seat.

"Mr Acre, it's about Mason"