In His Eyes Chap.14

This is smexy time! xD ... and also the chapter before the grand finale *cries a river* ... Don't forget to vote and comment, my darlings! The end is coming soon! (not talking about 2012)

-Shax <3

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In His Eyes Chapter Fourteen.

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The next morning, I was at the hospital earlier than before. I wanted to spend as much time as I had with Micah. Today I had to meet with some people interested in my work, so I would have to leave Micah’s side earlier that usual. I had tried to get Chris to handle it, but the CEO wanted to talk to me personally. I was starting to think that losing this account was the right thing to do, but if Micah found out he would be pissed.

A nurse was checking on Micah when I opened the door to his room. She smiled at me and wished me a good morning. I nodded and she left me alone with my beloved. I sat next to him and caressed his face. His nose was nearly healed and the bruises on his face were turning a light greenish and yellow. Micah would have to wear a cat on his leg and his hand, which I knew he wouldn’t like one bit. The ribs were healing nicely, so the doctor had removed the plaster he had placed around Micah’s torso.

Micah looked like a sleeping angel.

“If only my angel would wake up soon,” I whispered and kissed the back of his hand.

The ventilator started beeping and the heart monitor seemed to be beeping faster. I glanced down at Micah, he was gagging. His eyes were closed as he fought off the tube.

“Someone call the doctor! Micah… Micah, baby, calm down. Where in the fuck is the doctor?!”

I tried to calm him down by caressing his hair. I wanted to pull the damn tube out of his throat but was afraid of hurting him in the process.

The nurse that had been checking on Micah when I got here rushed inside along with two other nurses, “Move, sir, we need to take the tube out.”

I stood aside as they worked on Micah. The ventilator was still beeping, making me anxious. My eyes were glued to Micah’s face, a tear sliding down his cheek. His pulse had quickened, almost matching mine. The nurses quickly took out some of the tubes from Micah’s body and replaced them with only one. This had to mean that he was awake. Micah was going to be okay.

I let out the breath I had been holding and was next to Micah within a second.

“Micah… Micah, please wake up, baby.” He still had his eyes closed. Why wasn’t he opening his eyes if he was awake? I glanced at the monitors, not understanding a thing about them, and down at Micah.

“Micah, forgive me,” I whispered I caressed his hair. The machine went off again, scaring me half to death. “Micah, calm down, please. I’m right here,” I grabbed his hand and squeezed it. He was warmer than he had been before.

“Dimitri,” I heard him whisper in a raspy voice as tears streamed down his cheeks. I thanked the heavens for letting Micah live, and claimed his lips in a passionate kiss.

For the next hour or so, I had to wait in the waiting room while Micah was being examined, fed, questioned, and taken down for some tests. I was nearly chewing on my nails when they finally came back to his room. Micah seemed less confused about everything that had happened and the cops left with his statement. The moment the cops, doctors, and nurses left I enveloped Micah in a tight hug, burying my face in his neck.

“I missed you so fucking much,” I whispered against his neck. Micah tightened his arms around me and kissed my shoulder.

“Forgive me, Dimitri, please forgive me.”

I pulled back and kissed Micah’s tears away, “I’ve got nothing to forgive you for, baby. The one that needs to be forgiven is me. If I hadn’t left then you wouldn’t be here.” I tried to swallow the lump in my throat.

Micah shook his head, “Dimitri you don’t-“but I cut him off with a kiss. He whimpered against my lips and I deepened the kiss. Soon we were blushing and gasping for air. Micah chuckled and then it turned into laughter, making me laugh too.

“I love you.” We said at the same time, only adding more chuckles. We spent most of the day talking and kissing and more talking. I had called Chris to reschedule the meeting for another time. The CEO of the new account agreed, so I didn’t lose the business.

Micah and I were cuddling on the hospital bed when the nurse that doesn’t like me came in.

“Visiting hours are over,” her bedside manner sucked.

“Just let them be for a few more minutes,” we heard Emily say as she came in with a big bouquet of daisies, Micah’s favorite.

“Why should I do such thing? I don’t do that with the other patients, let alone a gay one.” The way she said ‘gay’ made me want to leap off the bed and scratch her eyes out.

But Emily had that handled, “Excuse me? Did you just… oh fuck no. What is your name? I will report you to…” Emily chased the nurse out, still yelling at her.

Micah smiled and I kissed his lips, “I’ll be back first thing in the morning.” I kissed him again and again until Emily came in saying that if we didn’t leave this instant she would sue the hospital for discrimination. I leaned down, kissing Micah deeply, and saying ‘bye’ for the night.

A month later…

“It’s just not fair,” Micah pouted as he sat on the couch with his leg in a cast and his hand in another. The doctors had let him come home two weeks ago, but the medicine had been keeping him sleepy throughout the day. Now, the doctor said he didn’t need to take the medicine anymore and Micah was more awake than ever.

“You need to take it easy, baby.”

Micah rolled his eyes, “I can tolerate being sore but being without you for any longer will drive me crazy.” He reached out to me and I kissed his hand. He pouted even more and crossed his arms over his chest.

I knew what he meant but I couldn’t risk it. God only knew how much I wanted this man, but I couldn’t do it knowing that I might hurt him.

“Dimitri… please… you know what? Fine.” His eyes clouded over as he grabbed his crutches and stood up. He sighed in defeat and awkwardly walked away from me.

For fuck’s sakes, I mumbled and followed Micah. The door to his room was open and I walked in. Micah was sitting on the bed, trying to get his shirt off with only one hand.

“Let me help you.”

“No, I can do it.” He’s the most stubborn man I’ve ever met. I walked over and grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it off of him. Micah gasped and blushed, making me want to ravish him here and now.

“You want to shower?”

Micah shook his head and leaned back on the bed. It was like he was a feast waiting to be devoured. I actually felt my mouth water as my eyes caressed every inch of his magnificent body. Micah had lost some weight when he was at the hospital and his muscle mass was less. But ever since he started going to the physical therapy, his body had become more defined.

Ah fuck it.

I leaned down on top of Micah, careful not to hurt him and attacked his mouth. He moaned against my lips, encouraging me further. I yanked down his sweats as far down as I could and groaned deeply when I realized he hadn’t been wearing underwear the entire time. I undid my pants, lying back down and grinding my hardened member against Micah’s growing one.

I kissed every inch of his neck, making him writhe under me and moan loudly. I used the precum from our members as lubrication and rubbed faster and harder against him. Micah licked and nipped my neck, biting down on the flushed flesh. He sucked at that sweet spot on my neck and I lost it. With a cry of Micah’s name, I came harder than ever. My climax triggered Micah’s because he too came with a cry.

Micah had a goofy smile on his lips and was gasping for air. I kissed his chin, my heart beating fast.

“More…”

I chuckled and licked my way down from his chin to his nipple.

“More…”

I bit the hardened pebble and teased the other. Micah arched his back, pushing his nipple more into my mouth. I could feel myself harden at his soft pleas. My fingers roamed his body as my mouth teased my beloved’s nipples. Micah reached for my shirt and took it off, his fingers raking down my back and up again.

“More…”

My fingers found his puckered hole and Micah gasped, his body stiffening. I pulled back but Micah pulled me down and kissed me deeply. His tongue massaged my own, making my mind become fuzzy with pleasure.

Micah was reaching for one of the drawers and opened it. I glanced inside and found a bottle of lubricant and condoms. I couldn’t help the smirk that covered my lips.

“You were ready for this, weren’t you?”

Micah blushed crimson, “I need you, Dimitri, and I know you need me too. I was going to beg, but then felt stupid so I just-“

“Shut up and kiss me,” I smiled against his lips, nipping his bottom lip. Micah opened his mouth and my tongue invaded it.

I moved down Micah’s chest, careful not to hurt his leg. I opened the bottle and greased a finger as I licked my way down Micah’s chest, biting his flat stomach and playing with his navel in the process. The greased digit found Micah’s hole and it slipped inside easily. My beloved cried out when my mouth enveloped his leaking member. As I licked and sucked the shaft, I slipped another finger inside Micah and then another. Soon, Micah was writhing underneath me, the line between pain and pleasure driving him quickly to his climax.

“Dimitri… please… stop,” I gasped out and I pulled back. Concerned etched in my face as I stared down at Micah’s lust filled eyes.

“What is it? Did I hurt you?” I looked down at his leg; it was still in the same place where I had placed it. I could tell Micah wanted to move it and wrap it around me, but he knew that if he got hurt I would stop completely.

“No… just stop fucking teasing me.”

I sighed relieved and bit down on his thigh, making him gasp. “You scared me.”

I licked the shaft of his hardened member and withdrew my fingers. Putting a condom on, I place the head on his entrance and took a deep breath.

“Ready?”

Micah nodded, raking his fingers down my arms and chest. I leaned down and kissed him as I pushed gently. I could see the pain on his face but also the blissful pleasure right after. I gasped at the feel of being inside Micah. I kept pushing until I was completely inside of him, kissing his lips and cheeks.

“Oh, god,” Micah breathed out, his chest raising and falling with every shaky breath he took.

“You okay?” When Micah nodded, I began to move.

I started to thrust slowly and gently into him, shifting to make us both more comfortable. Micah’s eyes widen and he cried out. Jack pot, I thought as I quickened our rhythm. I moved faster and harder as we both neared our climax. Reaching between our bodies, I grabbed Micah’s hardness and stroke him to the rhythm I had going.

“Dimitri…” Micah moaned, his back arching into me pushing me slightly deeper if possible.

“Fuck…”

Micah tightened around me as he came, screaming my name. Feeling him tighten around me and his climax between our bodies sent me over the edge. My rhythm faltered and I bit down on Micah’s neck as I came. I rested on top of Micah, trying to catch my breath. Once I had calmed down, I withdrew from Micah and lay next to him. He clung to me as he came down from his daze.

“That was…”

“Yeah…” We both laughed as we held each other.

We were quiet for a while that I thought Micah was asleep. I felt him stir and sigh, his good hand was drawing circles on my arm that lay around him. It is now or never.

“Micah… there’s something I got to ask you.” I turned on my side and caressed Micah’s face. He had a frown on his lips and I kissed it away.

“I didn’t prepare a speech or anything like that, so-“

Micah rolled his eyes, “Then just spit it out, Dimitri.”

I chuckled. He had always been impatient. That’s one of the many things I love about him.

“I love you, Micah, and I want to spend the rest of my life by your side. I want it to be me and you for ever.”

“Oh, god,” Micah whispered, tears threatening to spill.

“Micah Anderson, will you do me the great honor of becoming my husband?”

Micah’s eyes reflected everything he was feeling. He was a mixture of emotions that it made my chest contract. The dominant emotion in his eyes was love. Love for me. Love for us. Then there was doubt and a bit of fear.

“Micah, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked you so soon. Just think about it, alright?”

Micah shook his head and smiled, “Yes.”

“Yes, you’ll think about it or…”

He pushed me down on my back and climbed on top of me, careful with his leg. He kissed my neck, my chin, my cheeks, the tip of my nose, and finally my lips. He bit my bottom lip and teased me with his tongue.

“Yes, I’ll marry you.” He said with a blush and the biggest smile I had seen on him.

I laughed out loud and pulled him down, kissing him passionately. This means I’ve got to tell people, and I have to get the rings. I could feel Micah’s arousal against my thigh as we continued to kiss. He rubbed his erection against mine, making me groan deep in my throat.

The rings could wait.