Chapter 72 - His Birthday - Part 2

Evan felt like he was on drugs. All the lights were brighter, the music louder, the rhythm feelable in every cell of his body. In reality, though, it was all Ryan. His mate, who made him experience life like never before.

He never thought they'd get this far, not with all the avoidance on his part, but some things are just meant to be. Evan had tried to avoid his fate before, but now he was grateful for it as it brought this beautiful soul in a handsome body into his life.

Speaking of bodies, their chests bumped into each other, their hips gyrated seductively, their hands constantly touching. Everything was perfect. Perfectly sweaty.

Evan's eyes followed the bead of sweat trickling down Ryan's neck as if under a microscope. It fascinated him, so he decided to get even closer. They were in a club where no one knew them, and Evan didn't hesitate to take advantage of that. He pulled the sexy beast in front of him even closer, his hands sliding down his back and his face close to his neck. This was the place where Ryan's scent was strongest, causing Evan's control to be on edge. So on the edge that he decided to risk even more. A bead of sweat ended its journey the moment Evan's tongue licked it off.

"A little longer and I'll stop controlling myself,'" Ryan warned in a tone that suggested he wasn't joking. Feeling his mate's tongue in the place where the wolf was most sensitive was something else. It was a miracle that he was even still able to control his desire and not give in to the temptation that Evan presented.

"Good." Evan was more than pleased with how he responded. It gave him extra courage and so, taking advantage of the fact that his head was already buried in his neck anyway, he nuzzled straight down on it and began to form a hickey.

He felt a hand land in his hair, and then Ryan pressed him even closer to him. They were still in public, and Evan knew that if this kept up, they'd finish the bond before they knew it, not caring where they were.

Surprisingly, he found that he wasn't that bothered by the idea. The only thing that didn't sit right with him about it was the place they were at. Not that he was exactly the romantic type, but he'd imagined his first sex in bed and not on the floor of a sweaty club.

"Fuck," came out of Ryan, and to Evan's ears, it sounded like bliss. It also meant that he should tear himself away from him before they went too far.

He reluctantly pulled away from his gorgeous significant other but didn't take his hands off his waist, continuing to move to the beat with him. They fit together like a puzzle, something Evan had been slowly realizing before, but now it was showing even more.

"You're so handsome," Ryan whispered in his direction in a husky tone, and even though Evan had been licking him just seconds ago, his cheeks had turned crimson.

"You're one to talk," he retorted immediately, smiling.

"Mmm, let me get a better look at you." With that statement, he took Evan's hand in his and whirled him around. He wasn't expecting it, but it amused him, and he started laughing. It was hard not to laugh in Ryan's presence. Whenever he was with him, he was just happy with no buts.

Ryan was also helping him to be more responsible otherwise they'd be lying on the dirty floor of this club by now. Not because Evan wanted to have sex with him in public, but because he hoped to see him lose control. Ryan had always been able to resist him, and Evan was glad he didn't torment him in the same way, since he knew he didn't have that kind of self-denial himself.

"This is the best birthday ever," Evan declared, and he was one hundred percent on board with that statement. Since Riley hadn't been in his life, he hadn't been as insistent on his birthday, doubting he'd enjoy it as much as he had before. But now he felt like a carefree boy again, whose goal was to enjoy life and uncover exciting new secrets. One of them was currently hiding right in front of him beneath the sweaty black shirt that clung to the black-haired boy's body, giving Evan the perfect idea of what awaited him later.

Every glance at him confirmed Evan in the decision that had been forming in his mind and that he had been contemplating for days. In his head, he was telling himself the pros and cons and honestly, he was having a hard time finding any cons.

"What are you thinking about?" Ryan leaned in to get to his ear. As wolves, they had the advantage of being able to communicate easily, even in this loud club.

Evan blushed, aware of his thought processes, which weren't exactly the most appropriate at the moment, and he was glad Ryan couldn't see his face right now. To prevent him from seeing his embarrassment, Evan moved his palm to the back of his neck and pulled him closer, keeping his head close to his ear. Ryan didn't protest, resting his chin on his shoulder.

"As usual. About you." Evan's reply was brief, but his words were apt. Ryan challenged his every thought, keeping Evan's full attention in his grasp.

Their dance turned into an embrace as Ryan's arms tightened around his waist, wrapping around his torso like snakes. His reaction was sweet, just like him.

"I'm always thinking about you too, Lightwood." Ryan's words heated Evan's insides, even though they were only a response to his previous statement. That nickname, though it was only a reference to their favourite show, inherently revealed the true magic of their relationship.

"You were the bane of my existence. Now you're just my Bane." It was cheesy, but for one night, Evan decided not to hold back. Plus, it still wasn't a complete compliment, so he didn't lose his typical charm.

His shoulder shook as Ryan let out a chuckle.

It brought a smile to Evan's face as well, and his fingers ran tenderly over his neck, showing him the delight, his happiness caused him.

Evan's thoughts moved a mile ahead again, and he was suddenly sure that what he was about to do was the right decision. He slid his palm over Ryan's hand to signal him to pull away and he relented, pulling away from him a foot, but not letting go of his hold on him.

Their gazes met again, their eyes signalling their infatuation with the other. Evan saw the happiness shining in Ryan's eyes and was proud to have had a part in it. He wanted to see that same view all the more forever.

Evan reached out and placed his hand on Ryan's cheek. His thumb stroked his cheek, and Ryan automatically leaned into his touch. Once again, they were in their own little world, not caring about the people around them.

Evan's brown eyes broke contact first, shifting their attention lower to Ryan's lips. They were like a magnet for him, and he decided to give in to that pull. He leaned closer, pulling the black-haired boy closer to him by his neck, stopping with his lips just in front of his. Their noses brushed against each other, and Evan waited for any hesitation on Ryan's part. When it didn't come, he tilted his head slightly to the side and closed his eyes. There was only one last step to take, and Evan didn't hesitate to take it anymore.

After months of waiting and teasing, their lips finally met.

Evan felt like fireworks were going off in his head, and maybe it was far-fetched, but he felt like it was the best kiss of his life. He could almost feel their souls connecting as they were meant to, and the collision was making his whole insides quiver. Ryan was an incredible kisser, and Evan already knew he would never have enough.

Ryan's grip on his waist tightened even more as if he wanted to attach him to himself, and Evan took that as his cue to run his hand into his hair and intensify their kiss even more.

They were both giving their all into this kiss, showing that the last few months had been an agony for them, and everything they'd been denying themselves had just come out in full force.

Lips touched, tongues wrestled, and saliva was exchanged. Evan had no idea where his mouth ended, and Ryan's began.

It was a hell of a kiss.

The kind that connects souls and starts a new chapter in their lives.

They only pulled away from each other when they ran out of air, though with their momentary engagement they were ready to suffocate if it meant prolonging a moment they would not soon forget, if ever.

Ryan's smile mirrored Evan's. Their chests heaved sharply as they tried to catch their breath, the air around them almost rippling from all the affection they'd gotten out of each other with one kiss. Something inside them had changed, and they both felt it was a positive change.

Evan felt like his insides were about to explode, his heart was racing, and he was on adrenaline. It had been an incredible experience and he was keen to do it again. And so he did.

They met in the middle, their lips merging into one without the slightest hesitation, and this time their kiss was more passionate and animalistic. They were no longer testing, they were just relishing.

Teeth trailed over lips, tongues over gums, and Evan found himself letting out an excited moan.

At that sound, Ryan pulled away from him again and Evan almost panicked if he didn't see the way Ryan looked at him. Their passion did not subside, on the contrary. The line of passion was blurring, and a small nudge was all it took, and they would disappear into one. It was clear from Ryan's eyes, and as usual, Evan's mirrored them.

"My parents aren't coming home today," Evan blurted out before he could even think.

Ryan paused for a moment, just looking at Evan, and it almost seemed like he hesitated, but then began to nod eagerly.

A huge smile appeared on Evan's face, and Ryan was no different. They were grinning like idiots, but neither of them cared. The only thing that mattered to them right now was how to be as close as possible to the other.

"Let's go." Ryan expressed his agreement verbally and eagerly grabbed Evan's hand, entwining his fingers with it. This forced Evan to take the initiative as well, and he quickly started pulling his mate towards the exit.

They almost tripped over their own feet as they rushed, eager to explore each other's bodies. Neither of them had imagined that this night could turn out like this, and so their minds swirled with thoughts that, if spoken aloud, would have turned their cheeks wine-red by now.

The cold night air was like a slap in the face, confronting them with reality for a moment, but it wasn't harsh enough to tear them out of the hot atmosphere that had built up between them. Realizing what they had just done, both boys just burst out laughing as they heard the massive door slam shut behind them. Their laughter was genuine but short as they broke it off with another passionate kiss.

"I don't know if I can ever stop," Ryan admitted as the gap between them opened again.

"Who says you have to?"

Both of them were breathing like they had just run a marathon and their hair looked like it was dishevelled by the wild wind, when in fact it was blown away by the whirlwind of their pent-up emotions.

"We should shift, or we'll be here forever." Ryan was always the rational one, and Evan was the one who always agreed with him and that happened now too. They quickly made their way to the nearest forest, where they began to strip, turning their backs to each other so as not to spoil the surprise and at the same time not to tease each other any further.

In their wolf form, their desire was finally manageable, so together they ran through the night forest towards Evan's house. It would be a lie to say they weren't in more of a rush than ever. Even if their lives were at stake, they wouldn't be running as fast as they were now. No wonder they arrived at Evan's door in record time.

Evan shifted for a small moment to open the door and let them both inside. However, after crossing the threshold he transformed back into a wolf and as he heard Ryan slam the door behind them with all his weight, Evan turned towards the stairs leading to his room and without thinking ran towards them. Of course, Ryan was right on his heels and that's how they got to his room.

Evan was the first to shift, and this time he didn't try to hide the fact that he was naked as he had the day, he saw the world for the first time. This prompted Ryan to do the same and suddenly they were standing naked in front of each other, watching the other with rapturous eyes.

It didn't take even a second and they were once again united. Lips on lips, hands on bodies.

"No marking," Evan uttered his condition before he could completely lose his senses in the whirlwind of passion. It wasn't something that was common for wolves, as many had bonded their souls the very first time they had sex, but Evan wasn't a typical wolf.

Fortunately, Ryan understood and didn't protest. And so their night could begin.