My name is Shane Anderson. The better looking brother.
(DISCLAIMER! This is an rp account. Character is owned by CP Coulter!)
My name is Shane Anderson. The better looking brother.
(DISCLAIMER! This is an rp account. Character is owned by CP Coulter!)
Reed grinned cheekily, running his hands up and down Shane’s sides. “You opened me up, literally and figuratively, to a whole new world of sex when we started going at it…” He whispered into Shane’s ear. “I couldn’t stop once I started… you were so good at loving me…” He breathed, licking the shell of Shane’s ear. He blew cold air onto the spot before pulling back, grabbing Shane’s hand and skipping into the living room again. “Come on. Cuddling and Disney movie. And then we can sleep and then tomorrow we can go sign you out of that hotel and move you in here.” He said, big smile on his face like nothing had just happened and the evidence in Shane’s pants wasn’t there.
Shane bit his bottom lip and tried to think about anything else, to think about something that would kill his erection. Damn, Reed. He kept thinking. Reed had purposely teased him. “What movie are we going to watch?” He asked sitting down on the couch. He adjusted himself a little bit so that it wasn’t so obvious. Shane flashed him a smile.
Reed bit his lip, hand reaching around and grabbing Shane by the ass and pulling them flat together. Reed nipped at Shane’s jaw, smirking a little. “You think I’m not ready now? Shaney…” He whispered, moving his mouth to Shane’s neck, kissing his pulse spot. “Mm… I wonder how long you can go with saying no to me… with me kissing and licking and touching… how long can you say no for my own good, Shane? We’ve gone four years without eachother… how much longer can you make it? What if… I teased you every day… what if I teased you constantly and never come through?”
Shane groaned. He wanted Reed so much. He couldn’t speak or move much or he would give in. He knew that Reed needed him to say no. He knew that Reed wasn’t thinking with his mind that he was using earlier. If he gave in, Reed might regret it once he was thinking straight and that could ruin everything. “God, this new side of you is sexy.” He said in a low voice. “4 long years… very long years.” He almost growled. Trying to keep his mind clear and focused on saying no.
Reed sighed and leaned into Shane, his hand falling to Shane’s thigh and rubbing it gently. “Shane, you’re not pushing me into anything. You never have and you never will. Stop doubting that. I want this more than you know. I want more than this more than you know. God, I want you so badly my toes are still tingling from kissing you. God, the things you do to me, Shane Anderson… I don’t know how to make things sound good with words, but if I could tell you… god, Shane. I’m holding myself back right now, trying to control the urges that really want to take over.” He breathed, blushing. “You have no idea, Shane. None.”
Shane closed his eyes. “Fuck Reed.” He was having a difficult time not pushing Reed up against the counter and taking him there. He tried to listen to the words that were coming out of Reed’s mouth. Shane understood that Reed was saying that he wasn’t ready for that yet but he still wanted him. He remembered how Reed felt, how it felt to be that close to him. The only time he didn’t have anything to say was when Reed’s hand was so close to his cock. Attempting to think about anything other than his hand, Shane opened his eyes and looked into Reed’s. “I want you, too. I’m willing to wait and to live here and do all the cute couple things first. I want to fix you when you hurt yourself. I want to watch heroic amount of Will and Grace with you and possibly Rachel. Most of all I want to fuck you, now… but I will wait. I want to have the hottest makeup sex anyone has ever seen. But until you’re ready that can wait.”
Reed hummed, running his fingers over Shane’s features, remapping them and committing them to memory all over again. “I think it’s an insect… And I’m glad you wanted to talk to me about fashion, considering the pretty dress you saw was probably some horrible poly-blend in puke green because you have no sense of fashion.” He grinned cheekily, his nose scrunching up as he giggled. Then he remembered something, and grabbed Shane’s hand, his other still on Shane’s face. “I… I don’t want you living somewhere else. You belong here, Shane. Eating at that table where you’ll throw food at me, cooking in that kitchen and burning cookies, sitting on this couch with me curled up watching old disney movies, sleeping in that bed with me where eventually we’ll definitely do more than just sleeping…” He blushed at that, a nervous giggle erupting from him. “This isn’t me asking for us to… you know… yet…” He still couldn’t say things like that. He wondered if he ever would be able to in normal conversation. “I want to work our way back up to it. Like we’re roommates in highschool dating and testing the waters. Starting out with the slow stuff… I… I want to take my time learning you again. But only if you want to! It’s really fast, I know that but I mean, god, who are we if we don’t move fast we’ve always moved fast but I just… This place is so lonely and big and made for more than me and theres no one else I could ever think to share it with and I just really want to see you all the time and it could prepare us for the future and make sure you wont get tired of me or annoyed by me or something I ju-” He was interrupted by Shane’s lips on his, kissing him quiet, which he really didn’t mind. He hated when he couldn’t stop talking. But Shane’s lips were the best remedy for that.
Shane pulled back after a few wonderful moments. “Only if you want me to move in with you. I don’t want to rush you and push this on you.” He squeezed his shoulders. “I love you even though you hate my fashion sense.” Shane chuckled softly. He wanted this, to playfully throw food at Reed and to fight over his unclean habits then make up. He wanted be with Reed and to take it as slowly as Reed needed. He ran his hands through Reed’s curls, playing with them. He pulled one of the ringlets gently, then let it bounce back into it’s spiral. “I can’t wait to live with you and relearn us.”
Reed blushed, eyes avoiding Shanes bashfully. It was like he was in highschool again, learning and accepting his sexuality all over again, accepting how much he liked… loved this insane, tall, graceful, honey eyed man with long curly hair who was so beautiful, he took Reed’s breath away. God, he could already tell that when they had sex and were intimate like that again, it would feel like the first time all over again. “I love you. That never changed. If anything, it just grew. Like a leech. Which you are, so I cant expect anything less from my feelings for you.” He teased, smirking.
“Oh I’m a leech? So I am a swamp thing that sucks your blood… what is a leech anyway? Is it an animal or an insect? Could it be a fish?” Shane pondered out loud. He smiled down at Reed. “If I was your leech you were my ghost that followed me everywhere.” He said more seriously. “Everything was you. I would do this dance move and instantly want to show you. Or there would be this adorable dress that I would want to tell you about maybe it would have inspired you to do a painting or your own design. I never or will never stop loving you.”
Reed followed after Shane, watching as the taller boy leaned down and took the pan out of the oven. He sighed and turned on the fan above the stove, grabbing Shane’s hand and smiling softly. “It’s okay. I’m sure you guessed that I didn’t really plan on making cookies. It was kind of a last second thought to get you over here. You never say no to cookies.” He smiled, pulling them together and getting up on his toes again to kiss Shane. “Hi.” He whispered, running the hand that wasn’t tangled with Shane’s over his arm, smiling to himself as goosebumps raised up on Shane’s arms.
“Hi.” Shane whispered back. “You’re little devious plan worked. Tease me with cookies.” He shook his head in mock disappointment. “Truthfully, I would have come over without the offer of cookies. I wanted to see you.” He gazed his lips over Reed’s. “We clearly had altier motives with each other.” Shane spoke softly as he stared down at Reed’s hand smoothing over his arm. He was content with just the touch of Reed’s fingers on his arm again. Everything would soon be perfect again, stupid choices all forgotten and he would have Reed and his school and New York. For the first time since dropping out of college, Shane was happy.
Reed sniffled, nuzzling his face into Shane’s warm chest. He had his hands squished in between them, and he didn’t care one bit. His tears were starting to lessen, starting to dry, because Shane was forgiving him. Shane was overlooking the things he’d done in wake of Shane leaving. He pulled away a little, looking up at Shane and kissing away a tear. “It wasn’t all your fault. I should have gone with you. You asked me and I couldn’t… I was scared too. So scared. In my mind, life was primary school, then college and then you found someone to spend the rest of your life with and it just happened at the right time. You came into my life and it all got jumbled and I didn’t know how to put you first. I was thinking of my own future… instead of our future. The second you were gone I knew I’d been wrong. Our future was what was important, and mine would be perfect as long as I shared it with you. I just realized that too late.” He explained. “B-But… now… now that we’re out of college, our lives started… I… I know what I want, Shane. I’ve always wanted you. I will always want you. I want to focus on our future, my future with you. If… If that;s what you want, of course.”
He smiled down at him. “I will always want that. Reed, I will always want you and a future with you.” Shane kissed his nose sweetly. “We were both too young and too naive back then. I want this work this time. I don’t want to mess up. I know how to love you and I want to. I want to grow old with you and take care of you. I want to catch you when you fall until we’re old and grey.” Shane told him softly, holding him in his arms. Rubbing his shoulders as they both calmed down and the tears stopped. He smelled something burning suddenly. “Reed the cookies.” He jumped up and ran to the kitchen. He found a towel to grab the pan out of the oven with. Frowning he put them on the stove. He looked at Reed who was hovering near him. “I think we left them in too long.”
Reed was shaking now. Shaking out sobs that were making him crumple. “You didn’t almost ruin your best friends relationship! You didn’t almost wreck an engagement!” He cried, trying and failing to pull away from Shane. “You forgot a guys name. I was so empty I slept with guys just to feel something! I was so depressed I wanted to disappear, die, anything but feel what I was feeling. I loved you so much, Shane. So much it hurt to breathe without you. I tripped and I always thought you’d catch me and then you weren’t there and the more I fell the more it hurt… I tried to forget you, but you plagued me… my dreams, my art, my paintings, my fashion, my words, everything, Shane. You were my life and you left and I couldn’t walk without tripping, I couldn’t talk without crying, I couldn’t breathe without my chest hurting. Why did you have to leave? Why couldn’t you have stayed and just loved me?” He never talked this much, never told this much. He used paintings to express, but he was such a wreck that words were the only way his trembling form could get it all out. “You could have stayed and we could have grown together and you could have loved me and now how can you I’m horrible I’m used and I’m nothing, how could anyone love someone like me? If you’d’ve stayed you could have loved me but you cant now because… god, look at me!”
He didn’t know what to say. Shane caused this. He did this to Reed. He broke him and it’s clear that he broke him over and over again in the time he was gone. “I was scared that I wouldn’t get another chance at my dream, I was so scared and…” No, nothing he could say would justify doing this to boy he loved. “I’m sorry. You didn’t wreck an engagement, Reed. They still got married and as much as I love Kurt.. he was involved in that situation. Reed, in my eyes you haven’t changed. I don’t care about your mistakes. I wish you wouldn’t have thrown yourself around like you didn’t matter, like you were a piece of meat. Reedy…” He broke, Shane started to cry and he couldn’t stop. “You are so much better than I am. You were the brave one in the end… I left because I was scared of EVERYTHING. Of not reaching my dream. Of not being good enough for you for the rest of your life. I’m sorry, I should have just talked to you instead I ran. My family sends you away when they are scared and can’t deal, so I ran. I loved you so much and we were reaching that point in our lives when we have to make these hard decisions. I wasn’t ready and I should have just told you that. I loved you so much more than I knew how to.”