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“Perfect! Is this a date for you two?” She grinned, checking my information on her computer.

Lane perked up and answered her, “It’s our first date.” The volunteer looked up in shock for a moment before smiling kindly at my boy.

“My first dates are usually at a chain restaurant or in the guy’s living room,” she chortled. “I mean,damn. I would kill for someone to do this for me.” She grinned conspiratorially at Lane. “I’m not sure if you know this, but this man is obviously head over heels for you.”

Lane’s cheeks turned rosy at her admission. His eyes shied away momentarily before he said, “Me too.”

“Awwwww, oh my gosh! This is just too cute!” She swooned, hearts in her eyes. “Ugh, I’m going to tellallmy friends about this. Okay, well you guys can go in. Oh! But take this, just press the button if you need anything. I’ll be up front here. Have fun!” I pocketed the device and led Lane past the counter, keeping a gentle pressure on his low back.

Lane glanced up at me, eyes twinkling. “Why are there no other visitors?” He grinned, already guessing the answer.

“I wanted this to be perfect for you. Other people add too many variables.”

“You didn’t have to. I’m sure it cost a lot,” he commented shyly. Smiling, I led him further in until we were surrounded by floor-to-ceiling aquariums. The rooms were cast in a blue glow; the reflection of the water dancing on the floors. As we roamed through the different exhibits, Lane’s voice was soft, sharing thoughts about the creatures swimming past, totally captivated by the serene scenes around us. It felt like we were in a world of our own, shrouded beneath the sea. I listened contently to Lane’s commentary, never taking my eyes off of his expressive face. He was glowing. I could never compare to his beauty, for he was straight out of a fairy tale. He fit every role I could think of - mermaid, princess, fairy, nymph, goddess. Andyes, Lane was a man, but he would never be a king or a knight in shining armour. Justthinking about it made me want to scoff. Lane was more suited for being draped in beautiful gossamer fabrics, his pale skin perfect to contrast any gold or jewels.

“Greyson?” His quiet voice brought me back to the present.

“I’m here, baby. I was just captivated by your beauty,” I shared, bringing my hand up to cup the back of his head.

He giggled, “I think we need to get your eyes checked.”

I grunted my disagreement as I sunk my fingers into his hair, pulling to make him look up at me. He took a deep breath as our eyes met and he saw the need in mine. Before he could glance away, I surged forward and kissed him. He tensed for a split second before melting into me and parting his lips. I suddenly pulled back to Lane’s surprise. I knelt down briefly, grabbing my boy under his ass and lifting him off the ground. He instantaneously wrapped his slim legs around my waist and placed his arms around my neck. I began kissing him again, walking us up to a tank. Lane’s back pressed against the coolness of the glass.

He whined and panted into my mouth; I swallowed each and every one of his sounds. As I deepened the kiss, Lane’s pelvis began to desperately grind against my stomach. I released his swollen lips for a second, allowing him to gasp in the air he needed. I took in his debauched appearance, the blue glow from the tank framing him.

I leaned in to suck his earlobe into my mouth. He whimpered as I continued down to his throat, sucking and biting at his fragile skin.

“Daddy,” he gasped. “If you keep doing this, I’m going to come.”

I smirked against his neck. “You’re going to soak your panties in public? Such a slut, rutting against me like you’re in heat. Do you want to come, baby?”

Lane moaned in response. I felt a wave of possessiveness crash into me as I watched him take his pleasure.

“Take what you need, my love. You can’t help that you’re so needy. It’sokay, I’ll always take care of you. You’re mine. Your little cock is mine. Your ass is mine. Your chest is mine. Your mouth is mine. I own you, Lane,” I growled, nipping his jaw. “Come on, baby. Let go. Let it all go.”

Lane’s hips began to stutter in their movements. His eyes rolled back in bliss, swollen lips open in a long whine. His body jerked against mine as his orgasm overwhelmed him.

“There you go. My good boy,” I groaned. As his body stilled in my arms, Lane let out a whimper, pushing his face into my shoulder.

“I can’t believe that just happened,” he confided, voice hoarse. I gently let him down, supporting his weight while his legs trembled. I glanced down to his crotch, smirking when I found a wet spot on his shorts. He followed my gaze, groaning in embarrassment as he saw what I was looking at.

I cupped his face in my hands. “It’s okay. If anyone says anything I’ll just stab them.”

Lane burst out in laughter, “I don’t think stabbing is necessary in this situation.”

“We’ll see,” I hummed.

Chapter 18

Lane

As I watched a movie in the living room, I clutched the big whale shark stuffie that Greyson had purchased for me in the aquarium’s gift shop. The past few days following our date had been wonderful. Everytime I told myself that there was no possible way I could love Greyson even more, I proved myself wrong.

We had video-called my parents yesterday to tell them about our relationship. It had been a whirlwind of emotions. They both had known I was gay since forever ago, so they weren’t put off by Greyson’s gender. In fact, they were both ecstatic when I said, “Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend.”

The difficult part of the conversation had come when Greyson explainedwhohe was. He held the back of my neck in a comforting grip as he politely answered their questions. At one point, when everyone had gone silent, my mom cautiously asked if I really liked Greyson. When I immediately replied that I loved him, both of my parents’ faces had softened. They shared a knowing look with each other. I could tell they weren’t happy about how we had met and that it would probably take them a while to come to terms with. I was fine with giving them that time. I was just grateful that there hadn’t been screaming and tears.

With that taken care of for the most part, I was feeling pretty settled in our relationship.

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