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The words died on my tongue as out of nowhere swarms of little black creatures burst forth from under the bridge. I gasped sharply, their abrupt appearance making me grab Bash's hand tighter and lean into him. My eyes widened and my mouth fell open in soundless awe as I watched the tiny winged animals take flight, flocks of them creating dark streaks across the orange and yellow sky.

“Oh my God…Bash, what…are those bats?” I whispered, almost afraid to speak in fear of breaking the enchanting spell that had taken hold of me.

“Yeah, baby. They're Mexican Free-tailed Bats. They live under the Congress Avenue bridge there, and for a few months out of the year, they come out each night and fly out toward the lake. The city's kind of adopted them and protects them since they keep the bug population down, and of course they've become a major tourist draw. This is one of the other things that I've waited to do until you were with me. It's another first for us to share, baby.” Bash's words had me turning toward him, unable to resist his magnetic pull.

When our eyes locked, the intensity in those stunning emeralds of his had my stomach fluttering. I pressed my lips to his in a firm, sweet kiss in acknowledgment of his lovely admission.

“Bash, I can't believe you planned this for me, for us. It's…I can't even think of how to describe this,” I stuttered out, words failing me as I tried in vain to encapsulate everything I was feeling in that second. Hesimply smiled and kissed my temple gently.

“Just enjoy it, baby,” he said in a low whisper, and I rested my head against his shoulder as we watched the magic unfolding in the air before us.

The bats continued to pour out in dark masses, stretching and twisting in the sky, undulating like a dance that nature had coordinated. Their screeches were almost musical, accompanying their winding display in near perfect synchronicity. We sat there for what felt like ages as they came in waves from under the stone structure, only faint exclamations from the crowds on the river and bridge breaking their haunting melody.

When the sun had fully set, the swarms died down to little wisps and I took my first full breath since the show had begun. I turned to Bash again, and the look on his face was almost nervous.

“Bash, what is it?” When he only bit his lip and didn't answer, I grew a little anxious.

“M, I wanted to ask…I mean, you don't have to if you don't want, it was just an idea, but…” Bash stammered cutely, but it wasn't doing anything to ease my anxiety.

“BB, just spit it out.”

He took a deep breath and let it out in a fast puff of air before pinning me in place with his eyes. “Would you move in with me? Permanently?”

I felt my eyes widen and my mouth gaped open and close like a fish gasping for air. I didn't know why his request threw me since I had practically been living with him since November, but this was different. It was a concrete thing, something that couldn't just be undone at a moment's notice, not entirely. It was also proof. Proof that Bash wanted me full-time in his life, wholly invested in us and everything we could be.

“Bash…” He must've thought I was hesitating or unsure because his face fell and he quickly backtracked.

“Hey no, it's okay, M. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dropped this on you in the middle of our date. I know you've been staying with me, and that's amazing, but I…I just want you with me all the time. I thought we were ready for the next step, and—”

I sealed my lips to his to cut off his adorable rambling. He only seemed shocked for a second before grabbing my face with both hands and giving into my probing tongue. When his flavor flooded my mouth, I moaned and clutched at his biceps. I pulled back before either of us could get carried away, holding his gaze with intent.

“Bash, I would love to move in with you. I want to go to sleep eachnight wrapped up in your arms, and have your face be the first thing I see every morning. You've always been my home, baby. Now I want to make it official.”

Bash's face split into a wide grin that made his gorgeous eyes crinkle at the edges, and he reclaimed my lips with unleashed ferocity. When we were both breathless, we just stared at each other in heavy silence, our hearts doing the talking for us.

He knew what I needed, and I trusted him to give it to me.

CHAPTER 27

Bastian

Micah and I got back to my apartment an hour later, and I could feel the palpable tension in the air around us. It was tinged with desire, longing, and love. Neither of us spoke as we left our shoes in the entry way and dropped our phones on the kitchen island.

I reached out a hand to Micah and led him to the bedroom, the one that would soon be ours. Him accepting my idea to move in meant the world to me, more than I could easily express. I'd just have to show him without words how important he was and what his decision did to me.

I grabbed his hips and tugged him to me until our bodies collided, and I kissed him leisurely, taking the time to explore his mouth with my tongue. I grasped the hem of his shirt and pulled it up, breaking our kiss just long enough to clear it over his head. We resumed our languid embrace, my hands trailing over the smooth expanse of Micah's chest and stomach. He dragged my shirt over my head and tossed it to join his on the floor. His warm hands mimicked mine as we roved over the other's body, familiar to us as as our own.

Micah walked forward, pushing me back to the bed, my knees hitting the edge and causing me to sit down. He then crawled on top of me, straddling my lap and running his hands through my hair as his mouth devoured mine. He swallowed my groans as I inhaled his deep sighs, the heat between us escalating to a stifling degree. I needed more.

I grabbed under his ass firmly and stood up with him in my arms, turning to lay him down on the bed as I covered his body with my own.I kissed down his chest, sucking little love bites into his skin while I undid his pants and removed them. He squirmed beneath me, small gasps and moans being drawn out with each nip and bite I laid on him. I stood up to take in his naked beauty, admiring his pale skin and the thin trail of dark hair that started under his belly button and ran south in a tantalizing path to his hardened dick, the tip glistening with precum. He looked so delicious that I couldn't help myself.

I bent over his waist, lapping at his sticky slit to taste all the wetness gathered there. Micah jerked as his hands gripped my hair tightly, the sting making my aching cock throb and leak in response. I took his cockhead into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip and then running over the sensitive spot just underneath it that had him writhing for me.

“God, Bash…I need to feel you. Please,” he gasped out, yanking a little harder on my hair in a clear sign that he wasn't in the mood for teasing tonight. I didn't mind because I was just as hungry for him as he seemed to be for me.

I quickly divested myself of my jeans and underwear, watching his eyes grow hooded with lust as he took in my engorged length, licking his lips as if he could almost taste me on him. “On your stomach, beautiful. Ass in the air,” I commanded sensually. Micah didn't hesitate, flipping over and drawing his knees up under him so his round, plush ass was on display for me.

Without warning, I grabbed his cheeks and split them apart to dive into his inviting hole. The second my tongue made contact with his puckered rim, Micah fell apart for me.

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