Here Comes Trouble (Nothing Special #3)(34)

Green had the same hard grip on his waist as Ruxs had on his shirt. “Nothing fuckin’ happened. I didn’t even get to second base.”

Ruxs bunched the shirt up tighter. “Oh, but you wanted to, didn’t you?”

“Don’t do that. Nothing matters but from this point on,” Green hissed back.

Ruxs didn’t know why he was acting this crazy. Probably because he loved Green’s scent. He’d been enjoying it every day for years, now he smelled foreign to him, and he hated it. Ruxs buried his nose in Green’s throat, the prickly stubble tickling his senses while he searched for that scent that had driven him crazy the last few days. He didn’t smell it at the base of his throat. He showed Green his disapproval by sucking hard on his tan skin. The grunt Green gave him made him even crazier, made him anxious to find that smell. Green’s hands were on his back pressing him in closer. Ruxs moved in deeper under Green’s jaw, he nipped him there too. His chest rose and fell as he anxiously sought out his want. He ran his nose down under his earlobe, under his collar. “There you are.” He moaned. Ruxs let go of the shirt rumpled up in his fist and smoothed his arms up Green’s hard chest, gripping his throat. He pushed his head up so he could have full access to that fragrance. Green rubbed small circles on his back while Ruxs kissed and licked that wonderful scent. “You’ve been driving me in-fuckin-sane with this new cologne for days. You’ve been driving me crazy period. I want you, want you like I’ve never wanted anything. I don’t want to just be your best friend, I want that and a whole lot more.” Ruxs brought Green’s mouth back to his and kissed him with all the passion that had been bound up inside him. His partner opened and surrendered to his kiss, kissing him back with an intensity he’d only dreamed about.

When Green brought his hands up to his neck, Ruxs jerked back hissing at the pain of the little cuts that littered the back of his head. Green frowned. “Oh shit. I’m sorry. I got kind of lost for a moment.”

“Does this mean —” Ruxs started.

“Let’s get you cleaned up. More of that can wait.” Green went to move but Ruxs stopped him.

“No it can’t.” He sealed his mouth back over those soft lips, pushing to be let back in. Green licked at him a little more, his humor evident, chuckling in his mouth.

“Wouldn’t you rather continue this in my room, in my bed, under the covers and warm?” Green said quietly.

Ruxs’ pelvis reacted to that suggestion all on its own. His cock was solid steel as he thrust forward. “Fuck.” He felt dizzy. Probably more so from his drunken state, but he was also drunk from Green’s kisses.



Green pushed until Ruxs was no longer pressing him into the wall. Jesus H. Christ. Green had to try to gather himself. He felt like a character in the Wizard of Oz. Everything was so simple one minute, his world in black and white. Then in rushes a storm, next thing you know he was being swirled and whipped in a million different directions and dropped down into an imaginary world of color and excitement. Ruxs was so wonderful in his eyes. Full of magic and power. Green felt so alive when he’d been yanked up to his feet, pushed up against a wall and kissed like he’d never been kissed before. Ruxs growling and biting at him, all because he didn’t like him smelling like someone else. It was hot and erotic. He hated that Ruxs felt so insignificant. His mom always did a head job on him. He’d leave her feeling worthless and pathetic and Green was fucking over it. He was going to make that bitch pay for doing this to him.

Green wanted nothing more right now than to get Ruxs in his bed and show him that he was far from nothing special to him. He was everything. But first he had to find out exactly what happened tonight. Ruxs had come to him drunk and crazed. He needed to make sure that there wasn’t damage control to do before any word got back to their lieutenants.

He held Ruxs’ hand and led him to the master bath off his bedroom. Ruxs sat on the toilet lid while Green got out the first aid kit. “Start talkin’”

While Green was pulling supplies out of his medicine cabinet, Ruxs got up and came up behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist and pressing his still hard cock into his ass. Green closed his eyes. He didn’t even want to think of how long it’d been since he’d been filled so full the burn turned to ecstasy.

“I don’t want to talk about that. I can think of so many other things we could do,” Ruxs mumbled against the back of his neck.

Green turned around, ignoring the ache in his own balls and the clenching of his ass. He pointed at the toilet lid. “Sit and talk. Now.”

Ruxs dropped back down and started with what happened as soon as he got to his mom’s. Green worked carefully on cleaning up his cuts, trying hard not to curse and throw something the further Ruxs got in his re-telling of the evening’s horrors. Fuckin bitch. Replayed in his head over and over. When Ruxs finally got to the part where his mom was getting ready to bash his head in with a solid glass ashtray, his voice had changed. Green threw away the bloody gauze and put the peroxide and bacitracin back in the cabinet.

“Am I done?” Ruxs whispered, his chin resting on his chest.

“Yes.” Green was done patching him up. He really didn’t know what to say to make this better. There were just no words invented. How do you console someone whose mom tried to kill them over drugs? All that Ruxs had done for her. Green just stood close to Ruxs, letting him know he was there. After a story like that, needless to say the sexual mood had been killed.