Chapter 27: He's Mine

When it comes to dreams and love.... they are no impossibilities.

Till next time my ghoulies.

Onee-chan

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Jaden's POV

The ride towards home was anything but long. We drove for 3 hours and yet, I was starting to get nervous all over again. If it hadn't been for Neil, I would be a nervous wreck the closer we got. Before I had a chance to wrap myself around it, I had been dropped off in front of my door step like a DHL package.

"Blake's inside. He is able to move around and such but gets tired easy. So I thought it was best to have him wait here while I play deliver boy," Bax chuckled as I took out some of my belongings from the truck. I stood there a little, unable to move just yet.

Neil tapped my butt to begin my walk towards the front door. "At least one of us is getting some tonight," he added teasingly and laughed at my reddening face.

"I'd offer but you're such a picky eater," Bax grinned wickedly over at Neil whose color seemed to drained comically. As he put the car into drive, Bax added, "oh yes, I forgot you said you'd only top bla bla bla..." Neil quickly placed his hand over Bax's mouth as his face blush.

"Make sure to call me!" Neil yelled at me as Bax started driving away. After being with them, it was hard not to laugh. With their individual energies mixing together, they made me feel relaxed. As I laughed a little at Neil reactions, I felt sort of light.

I look towards the front door of my house. God, how I've missed this home and knowing Blake was inside, made my heart thump in my chest. My heart felt like a uncoordinated baby bird, just flapping around insanely behind my rib cage.

I strolled and popped into the house. I heard the microwave ding just as i stepped in and literally let my belongings fall to the floor with a thud. Before I knew, I ran through the house and into the kitchen.

There he stood. A clutch in one hand and another about to reach for the coffee. His eyes landed on me and for a minute we both just stared at each other. His hair had gotten extremely long to his shoulders. His upper muscles seemed to have grown over time as he tried to steady himself with one clutch.

My breathing was a bit rapid but the adrenaline pumping through my veins had me suddenly excited. With his cup of coffee now forgotten, he opened his arms wide and sent me a smile that light up eyes in a way I've never seen.

"Jaden..." It's been so long since I heard my name on his lips. It jolted my system and I ran towards him enveloping him in an embrace. By the Gods, he felt soo good! I felt tears prick the back of my eyes but instead of letting myself cry, I hugged him even tighter.

"I  missed... so much," I heard him say as he returned my equally tight hug. The tightness of his arms around me felt like he wanted us to merge as one, and I was still too happy to break the mode. There was so much I needed to tell him.

"Blake... I need to tell you something," I started dejectedly as I rested my head on his chest.

He swooped down and lifted my chin to place a soft petal like kiss on my mouth. "Jaden...you had already captured my heart from the very beginning. I know what you're going to say but does it really matter anymore? After five months, the one thing I know for sure is that I love you and no one else but you fits me so perfectly. It's gone beyond just being my son. It's scary how I don't know what I would do without you."

Blake said he loved me. Me, who wasn't even his.

He loves me.

"Kiss me again or I won't believe you," I whispered to him, my lips already tingling from that mere peck he gave me.  He leaned down and did as asked. "Again," I stated and reached up for him myself. "Again," I whispered as my blood begun to rush within my veins. "One more time," I begged as I pulled myself closer to him.

He chuckled and his body vibrated with the sound of his laughter. "I'll kiss you as many times as you want."

His laugh echoed in my head but soon dissipated as our kiss deepened. His tongue travelling deeper in my mouth. My body shivering, feeling him against the roof of my mouth eliciting my moaned gasps. His firm but hungry kiss was stifling and easily took my breath away. He cast aside his clutch, his hands coming to caress me under my shirt.

The tips of his fingers making me internally fiery as he continued to feel his way around me softly. I wanted to touch him too, but he was busy with letting his mouth drift to my neck which turned out to feel even better than I imagined. His kisses fluttered across my neck, his tongue teased the underside of my ears.

Suddenly his hands cupped my ass cheeks and he lifted me unto the counter. "Blake!" I couldn't help but groaned out his name. My body lit up with tiny goose-bumps down my spine and familiar heat pooling in the pit of my stomach.

My body was shuddering. I yearned for him, but he was taking it slower than our first time. It was like he wanted to lick all off me. My shirt was thrown aside in one swift move, and Blake dove in, devouring my nipples in one swoop. He sucked at them, nibbled at them, while sending delicious thrills straight to the boner already tenting my pants.

My chest arced more into him, loving the feel of his mouth on me. He kept teasing my nipples, till they were extremely sensitive and brushed his rough thumb against them, causing me to cry out.

"My body is still recovering... I don't know if I should, but Jaden, I've been wanting to touch you for the longest," Blake whispered hoarsely into my ears as I place my head on his shoulders trying to cover up my timidness. "Is it no good?"

Shit! His voice alone had me shivering in anxious anticipation. "I-it's too good. Please..." I don't know if I imagined it, but I believe I heard him chuckle lightly.

I didn't want him to stop, I was already so close with the faintest touch of his finger tips. It would be a crime to just have it end like this. I needed more. I needed more of him. His hands deftly undid my belt buckle. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as I saw Blake's hand rub against my tented boxers.

I felt paralyzed.

"Blake!" his name came out of me like a silent plea. "I can't hold it."

"Oh really?" he asked in a teasing manner, and I could see a smirk spreading across his lips.

I don't know what was so funny to him. My pathetic state of arousal or me whimpering for him to continue his assault. I wanted to touch him to. I wanted to hear his pants and groans, knowing that I was the cause of it. I reached to kiss him, but couldn't meet his lips in time as they descended upon my hardened member.

"Ahh! Oh god!" I bit down on my bottom lip to prevent myself from coming just then. Blake's mouth was so hot and wet. I could feel myself involuntarily leak pre-cum into his mouth and he lapped it. He lips stretched over the sensitive head of my rock, as his tongue did vile things to my slit.

In my wildest fantasies, I've seen Blake many times in this position, but now that the real thing is happening in front of me, I was made into putty. His hands stroke precisely where I wanted him to touch. His laboured breathing mixing with mine was insanely sexy.

Before I was aware of it, both my pants and boxers were hanging down one leg. Blake endlessly licked and nipped at my hips. He slowly rose my legs over his shoulders as trailed his tongue over and over again around my inner thigh and watched as his attention made my member to throb and bounce.

Leaking unto myself profusely, I cried out to him pleadingly to stop this torture.

"Shh, relax for me Jay," he growled at me all too suddenly and heatedly.

Before I could reply to him, I felt his finger slide into me. "Oh god! You're doing it on purpose, aren't you?!" I accused unable to control the way my body trembled at the pleasure attacking my body.

All I heard was his mischievous chuckle. He drove it even deeper and tightened his grip on the base of my hard-on. I yelped, "AH! Nghn B-Blake, if you do that I can't...Aah!" I could feel him touching somewhere deep inside me that had my dick throbbing painfully now. I was so impossibly hard, that it wasn't even funny.

My moans were the only thing I was conscious of.

His mouth devoured me again and his fingers increased inside me. Each fingers were like little licking fires that travelled to the base of my member increasing the need to release by ten folds. The embarrassing feeling that I got just by having Blake easily sliding his fingers in and out of me, just made everything even...hotter!

With Blake just teasing me with his fingers, I found myself wanting more but it's like Blake knew it. Before I could even beg for it, I felt him roughly pulled me towards the edge of the counter. With both my legs settled atop his shoulders, he eyes traveled across my exposed parts and licked his lips greedily and he begun entering me so slowly.

I could feel every inch of Blake's own hardened prick going into me, filling me up, bottoming me out, claiming me as his.

His face contorted in a series of extreme pain, bliss and pleasure. His hips moved slowly back and forth, taking his time to get me use to him. In fact, it didn't hurt nearly as much as the last time. He felt so good inside me that I was ready to cum at any given moment if he would just release the tight hold he had on my dick.

Leaning his lips to my ears, he whispered seductively in my ear. "Fuck Jay, you feel so damn good!" He moaned loudly as my body shuddered at his breath brushing past my ears. "You like when I say you're name? You tightened up on me so good there."

I didn't trust my voice. I was so turned on, that the teasing I was receiving was almost criminal. How much harder could one person get? How much hotter did he want me?

"What? You don't have anything to say?" he asked wittily as he rocked his hips slowly into me.

Blake!

He was bent on making me feel every single one of his thrusts. It felt like he was gently molding his shape into me. All the while trailing kisses over my stomach with his hands groping my ass and pulling at my nipples. I didn't even know I'd be so sensitive, but I know it's only because Blake was the one touching me.

I hated how he was driving me crazy!

I gripped his hair in my hands and looked him dead in the eyes, "Blake, I can't stand it anymore! Fuck me already! I-I want you to make me cum!" I felt his body tense, and I laid there corrected; one could actually get harder. I felt Blake grow even more inside me, his smile widening into a grin.

"Don't blame me if you can't stand tomorrow," he hissed into my ear wickedly and let go of my dick..

He jerked my hands over my head and drove himself into me unexpectedly. "FUC--AhCK!! AH shi--Blake!" my body was rocked by extreme pleasure and that thrust alone was able to make me cum all over myself. Blake didn't even stop. He just kept thrusting into me as I cried out his name over and over again. My fingers dug into his back as he restlessly pistoned into me. His thrusts coming to me even faster and I rose my hips to meet each and every one of them.

His uncontrolled breathing filled my ears. My insides felt overly sensitive, with Blake pistoning into my ass. I felt my body jerk forward and my sight was covered with a white veiled as I came again and again to Blake's growling. I could feel him get close to cumming as his tool got even more rigid the faster his hips pumped into me.

Feeling him so turned on by me and feeling his warm juices suddenly exploding into me had me releasing my own contents for the fourth time. This time, with fictional stars bursting within my visions.

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All I remembered was our panting and the smell of sex that filled the air. I think I passed out on him at the end, because when I opened my eyes, it was evening already. I was in my room with Blake no where to be seen.

"Blake?" I called out.

My voice sounded hoarse to me and my throat felt completely dry. My heart was pounding in my chest and I begun to worry. Where was he? I was about to get up out of my bed but my legs felt like jelly. I couldn't stand up, and for some reason, that made me laugh to myself feeling my cheeks warm up. My chest was covered in tiny hickeys and so were my hips and legs.

My room door creaked open and Blake walked in with the help of a cane. He smiled at me, his eyes shining a thousands suns and then he grimace at his cane, "I'm still a recovering man for now. I think I over did it a little; and you're not as light as you were when you were a kid," he chuckled.

"Well at least I'm not the only one who can't stand good then," I said to him with a shy smile of my own. We both laughed as he snuggled in beside me on the bed.

"Blake... Can I get a morning kiss?"

Without hesitation, he placed a kiss on my forehead and on my lips. "I'm yours now Jaden. You don't have to ask for it, I'd still kiss you no matter what," he said as he took a seat on my bed.

"Good to hear because you owe me many, many kisses," I answered happily nestled against him.

I want to say we lived happily ever after, but that's way too cliche. Plus, we still had a ton of obstacles up ahead. I didn't mind though because I know Blake will be right beside me. He'll make sure that nothing bad happens to me and I'd put up a fight with anyone who dares to try to do anything to him. He was finally mine to hold, to kiss, to love; and I was completely his.

There's nothing more that I could possibly want. I have what I've always wanted.