Chapter Forty One - Walking To The Next Stage

Author's Note; This is your smut warning. Enjoy.

Kez stretched languidly beneath the duvet as he awoke from fading dreams.  The warmth emanating from beside him made him nearly purr in contentment.  Although it had been a while since he had moved into his man's home, he still enjoyed waking up next to the tall man, watching as his chiselled chest slowly moved up and down in sleep.  As he absorbed the sight of his sleeping man, the framed lids that covered his eyes, lips slightly apart as he breathed softly out of them, one arm thrown over his stomach even as the other reached for the boy beside him, Kez felt a mischievous thought wander through his mind.

Slowly, in order not to disturb the slumbering golden god, he sank beneath the covers and gently tugged at the waistband of the man's pajama bottoms.  Semi-hard with the excuse of normality for a prime male due to wake, it willing jumped free of its confinement. Kez's tongue ran across his lips before they sank over his lover's manhood.

Rush's eyes opened wide as a shiver of pleasure shocked him from sleep.  Disorientated, he simply looked about himself for a moment, before lifting up the covers to view his lover's mouth bobbing up and down his hardened length.  The erotic sight seemed to make him bigger, causing Kez to cry out in muffled surprise.  In retaliation, Kez ran his warm tongue from base to tip, before releasing Rush with an audible pop.  "Dammit!" Rush protested.

Kez giggled and crawled on top of his body, brushing past the erect tool as he did. Rush grabbed his hips to cease his movements, before one hand stroked upward, his fingers seeking the body's rose pink nipples.  Kez arched backward slightly with a soft moan, he was still super sensitive from their activities the night before, where Rush had paid extra attention to the two nubs on his pale chest.  The man's other hand travelled downward, around his back to the soft mounds shielding his hole.  He spread them apart, before teasing the hidden place with his finger, testing it's flexibility.

His lover, however, did not wish to wait and taking Rush's cock in hand, placed it to where the man's finger still lingered, before sweeping the kneeding hand away.  He then took in the length of his lover, sinking down until he enveloped it completely.  They groaned together in unison, Kez feeling pleasantly stretched and Rush immersed in tight warmth.  Kez began to move, clenching as he rose, relaxing as he fell, bouncing steadily on top of the man's body.

Rush hissed feeling itchy beneath the rhythmic climb and grabbed Kez's hips trying to gain control, but once more his hands were slapped aside.  So instead, he reached for those tender nubs and the cock standing erect before him and gave small tugs.  It took all Kez had to remain upright and not fall upon his lover's broad chest.  Rush began to move beneath him timing his thrusts to meet with Kez's own movements, pushing him endlessly deeper into Kez's body. Their breathing became erratic, hearts racing as beads of sweat began to gather upon their skin, moans spilling from their lips. Kez broke first with a loud cry, his seed splashing over his lover's stomach before he fell upon it.

Following a discontented growl, Kez found himself underneath the man, his knees pushed into his chest as his lover thoroughly plundered his hole.  The swift, thrusts against his prostrate had him screaming in pleasure in minutes until he could no longer hold back and both found release together.

Rush lay on top of him for several minutes panting as he caught his breath.  "Good morning," his hoarse voice rumbled in his chest.  Kez began to laugh with glee.

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"When are you coming home?" Kez looked fondly at the pouting face upon the handheld.

"Miss me?" Kez purred.

Rush lowered his voice, his words becoming deep and husky.  "You still owe me shower sex."

Kez burst out laughing, causing all heads to turn his way.  He couldn't still be sulking because he'd denied him the other morning, could he?  It couldn't have been helped, after all, they both had had to go to work.

Following graduation, he had successfully enrolled into a top university choosing to study Computers and Technology Sciences.  It was a time consuming course and to add to it, he'd landed himself this part time job.  His parents had sold their apartment, just as they had planned to and moved down a few levels and to the north of their sector.  It had turned out to be a good thing for more than one reason.  Rush had not allowed him to even consider living on his own and had instead swept him up and buried him away in their condominium until the new term had begun. Kez's parents had allowed this as their engagement was nearly at an end and Rush had proven himself to them over and over again.

"I'm sorry!" Kez placed his hands together in front of his face.  "Savannah arranged a second gig in the next sector after this!  But we will definitely be home in time for the wedding!"

"Of course you will," Rush sighed, sounding even more sulky.  "Who in their right mind misses their own wedding?"

"Kez, I need you to line up now!" Savannah called out from behind him.  Her eyes fell upon the handheld and a wicked glint began to sparkle in her eyes.  "Hey Rush, I'll be stealing him now, you understand right?"  She reached over and ended the call, despite the myriad of emotions flowing over the man's face.  "Come on lover boy!"  She poked Kez's ribs.

"Yeah, yeah," he chuckled as he followed her.  Standing in line with the others, he warmed his joints, flexing back his shoulders and loosening his knees and elbows, before dropping his lingering smile and adopting a slightly more haughty expression.  The music began, naturally it was one of Leilei's tracks and the line of people began to move.

Not long after he and Leilei had gotten to know Savannah, the woman had become obsessed with Grounder fashions, to the point she had began designing her own.  Taking the staples of the clothes she had worn all her life and mixing them with a little Grounder flair, she had created a line of clothes that were actually well received by women in her generation.  They were not as ostentatious, bright and colourful as Grounder clothes, but they were more interesting than the plain, tailored fashions that had remained repeated in cycles within the upper levels.  And then, she had added a line of more gender neutral apparel and had roped Kez into modelling them for her; men's clothes with a touch of femininity and woman's clothes that were more masculine in appearance, when Kez wore them, they became desirable.

And he walked the catwalk as Kez, not Wish.  The avatar had been retired almost a year now, a number of factors had lead to this; increased study for final exams, Rush wanting to be at his side during all of their free time, Leilei having taken a part time job while seeking for full time employment so creating less music... but when he'd had a sudden growth spurt making his current wardrobe redundant, Kez had felt it was too much hassle to rebuild.

Taller and slightly awkward in his new body, though still slender and his facial features still a touch feminine, he'd no longer felt that he could pull off the cute, petite look Wish was famous for and even if technology could cover his flaws, he no longer wished too.  His retirement had not been quiet on the comments front, but it wasn't long before his fickle fans had found something else to amuse them.  He had thought he would disappear entirely from the spotlight, but Savannah had had other ideas.

Savannah had offered to create a new wardrobe for him, which despite him declining, did anyway leading to her new line of fashions.  Then, as she had done this marvellous favour for him, insisted he be her lead model for the range.  She did keep her demands somewhat reasonable, so only when there was a break in his studies did she arrange image shoots for him.  And this was his first time strutting down the catwalk, but no one noticed, he walked the stage like he owned it.

Rush watched the show via a live recording, preening happily as Kez walked.  "Oh, I've seen that model somewhere before," his hairstylist mused.  Her colleague, who was currently styling the hair of a fresh, young actress leaned over to glance at the handheld, as did her charge, who had been looking for an excuse to flirt with her idol for sometime now.

"Ah, that's the exclusive model for Savannah's Seven Wishes collection," the stylist said, enlightening her.

"Oh, if I were ten years older, I'd adopt him," the first woman mused as she trimmed a new stray lengths, touching up the actors look.

"That range of clothes is trash," the actress said, haughtily, parroting the opinions of her mother and her mother's circle.  "Feminine, masculine clothes, just the idea is unpleasant.  If he was a real man, he would not model those clothes."

Rush's eyes narrowed, a hint of warning within them, but he did not dignify the brat by looking at her.  "I've heard his man was an extremely possessive person, who hates anyone who speaks ill of him," he spoke, coldly.

"Ah, you're done," his hairstylist tapped his shoulder, gently, preventing this conversation from continuing its path.  "I need a coffee, do you want one, Mr Haven."

"I can get my own," he replied, before walking towards the break room.

"Oh, I was hoping to talk with him some more," the actress pouted.  The stylists both laughed unkindly at her.  "What?"

"What kind of person leisurely chats with the person who insulted their beloved?"

"He's with Savannah?  But I heard he was with a man..." it was the reason she believed she (and many others) still had a chance with the actor, for a man couldn't give him children.  However, reality dawned on her and she paled visibly beneath her makeup, wisely remaining silent from then on.

Author's note; Wah, this world is coming to an end and I am sad!  Don't worry, I have the next two worlds planned, more or less and one of the last worlds planned lol, not sure how far off that one will be from coming to fruition though!