Arrow Inferno -
Chapter 107: Jeremy Stanton vs. Ryan Hicks ~ Feral attraction in the midst of hatred… With the mother!
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Ryan couldn't help but notice how different Jeremy had become since he came back from his incarceration. He'd shattered the glass in their suite in a fit of anger. Now he'd broken a chair. That was so not like the Jeremy he'd known before. That Jeremy only became violent when he was in his Ojah mode. This Jeremy didn't have to be in that mode to be violent. His mate was obviously filled with so much anger...and violence.
"Look at me, Jeremy," Ryan said in a stern voice and waited till Jeremy turned to face him. "I don't know exactly what you went through at that place but I know that whatever it was, was horrible. I understand that it will probably take a while for you to get used to the fact that you're no longer there and start living. I get it. And I'm here for you. But what I won't tolerate is all this violence." "I'm sorry." Jeremy groaned.
"I'm not a violent person." Ryan continued. "I hate violence. So this..." he pointed at the broken chair, "is not doing it for me, buddy. Now, I agree you acted like a dick but I understand where you were coming from. Can we put all this behind us please?"
"Yes, I'm sorry Ryan."
"I know. You don't have to break chairs to let me know how sorry you are." Ryan said, going to retrieve Jeremy's shorts and t-shirt from where he'd left them the night before. "Oh and one more thing." He said as he handed the clothes to Jeremy. "I hate that you told Phillip and Stan about..." He swallowed hard. "...about... I know you told them about how I begged you for sex and..."
"I did no such thing, Ryan," Jeremy growled low in his throat, pausing in the act of pulling on his shorts. "And I find it insulting that you would think so low of me." He zipped himself up.
Ryan's eyes widened. "But the way they looked at me..."
"Whatever look they gave you had nothing to do with us not having sex, Ryan." Jeremy cut him off, pulling on his t-shirt. "I told them that I couldn't get past the thought of that warlock. Of course, they didn't hesitate to point out to me how silly I was being. They probably pity you for having to deal with my sorry-ass. When you came in...wait..." Jeremy frowned. "Was that why you disappeared from that room? You thought we..."
Ryan quickly closed the gap between them, went up on his toes, and crushed his mouth against Jeremy's. And he didn't let go till he felt Jeremy melt against him.
"I'm sorry," Ryan murmured against Jeremy's lips. "Have I told you how hot you look in these sleeveless t-shirts?"
"Hmm...trying to sweet-talk your way out huh?" Jeremy murmured, sucking Ryan's lower lip into his mouth. "To think you actually jumped to the wrong conclusion and put yourself through all that." He muttered and then proceeded to give Ryan a deeper kiss. "God, I missed these lips."
"And whose fault is that?" Ryan purred.
"Yours." Jeremy deadpanned, earning himself a light punch in the side from Ryan. "Ouch." He gave a mock shout of pain. "Who's being violent now?"
Both laughed as they made their way to the en suite bathroom to make themselves as presentable as they could, for Gloria.
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Gloria turned to look at Jeremy and Ryan when she heard the guestroom door open. She couldn't help the smile that brightened her face as she watched Jeremy kiss Ryan languidly. His hands, which lay loosely against Ryan's hips tightened and tugged him closer as the kiss deepened. One of Ryan's arms moved up to coil around Jeremy's neck as the other found its way under Jeremy's t-shirt, his fingertips brushing suggestively over Jeremy's stomach. After a lengthy kiss, they broke off and just locked gazes with each other. Anyone who saw them at that particular moment would immediately know just how crazy they were about each other. Joy spread through Gloria as she watched her son and his mate. They had both been through so much and deserved some respite. With a chuckle, she turned to go back to the kitchen.
"Sit and eat breakfast, boys." She said over her shoulder, waving them into the dining hall.
Jeremy grinned when his eyes landed on the spread on the long dining table. "That's what I'm talking about." He shouted happily, completely forgetting that his plan had been to say a quick good morning to his mother and head to his suite with his mate. "I see pancakes." He gushed, going to meet Gloria who was coming out of the kitchen with a bottle of maple syrup and toffee cream in each hand. "That's some spread Ma." Jeremy chuckled, leaning down to kiss his mother on both cheeks. "And I love the smell of those pancakes."
"Had none since you came back huh?" Gloria laughed, allowing Jeremy to take the maple syrup and toffee cream which were meant to serve as toppings for the pancakes, from her.
"Nope." Jeremy placed the bottles on the dining table and watched as his mother hugged a blushing Ryan. His mate was obviously embarrassed because he knew that his mother had heard his cries of passion. "Better?" Gloria asked softly and chuckled when Ryan could only nod. "Come, you need some food after...whatever that was." She teased, steering Ryan towards the dining area. "Aw come on..." Ryan groaned, turning even redder.
"I told you to blink us out of here, mate." Jeremy drawled, squeezing some toffee cream onto some pancakes. "You chose to come and say good morning to her." "And look at what we would have missed." Ryan gestured towards the scrumptious assorted goodies on the dining table.
"Jeremy Stanton, you did what?" Gloria growled with a mock frown.
"Sorry, mum." Jeremy grinned. "But I knew he would be embarrassed if he saw you this morning. I was only trying to save him the tomato look." He laughed when Ryan scowled at him. "You do look like a..." "Shut up, Jeremy," Ryan growled low in his throat as he pulled out a chair. But Jeremy drew him into his lap before he could even complete the act of pulling out that chair. "There are lots of chairs here, Jer," Ryan murmured, attempting to get off Jeremy's lap but he wouldn't allow him.
"I know," Jeremy murmured huskily, looking at Ryan from beneath his lashes. "But I want you right here in my lap." His eyes were filled with so much heat.
"Don't look at me like that." Ryan groaned, wrapping his arms around Jeremy's neck and burying his face against his neck. "You don't know what you do to me when you look at me like that." His words were muffled against Jeremy. "What do I do to you?" Jeremy couldn't hide the amusement in his voice. But when he felt Ryan licking against his mark, all his amusement disappeared. "Fuuuck!" He gasped as a bolt of excitement shot through him, causing his breath to explode from his lungs. Jeremy shot to his feet, his arm tightening around Ryan's waist. "Fuck." He breathed, feeling himself go hard so fast he felt dizzy.
'That's what you do to me.' Ryan smirked on their mind-link, looking up at his clearly aroused mate. "I'll take this seat next to you..."
"Oh no, you don't," Jeremy growled, not missing his mother's amused look. 'Now you really have to stay in my lap.' He switched to their mind-link. 'Otherwise, mum will see my hard-on.' He added.
'Bullshit.' Ryan chuckled. 'How can she see your lap from across this table?'
'Please.' Jeremy groaned, drawing Ryan back into his lap.
'You know my sitting here will only make it worse don't you?' Ryan murmured, wriggling his arse to get more comfortable.
"Oh fuck." Jeremy gasped, thrusting up against Ryan. 'I want you so fucking bad right now.' He whispered roughly on their mind-link, wishing they were back in their suite.
"You know you've really surprised me, son," Gloria said, sipping her orange juice.
"Why?" Jeremy rasped, planting a kiss along Ryan's neck. For the first time, he wished he had powers like a warlock. He would have wished away his shorts and Ryan's jeans and boxer briefs, to enable his weeping cock sink into his mate's heavenly arse with no barriers.
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