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Post by Christian Tait on May 10, 2008 1:07:20 GMT 1
"I mean that I'm not doing my job.." Christian repeated quietly. He scooted closer, trailing his hands down Aidan's chest and then back again, undoing the top couple of buttons on his shirt to press a kiss to his collarbone. "Last night..this morning..just now.." He didn't have much to go on. "I haven't given you much. You are the first person I've ever..resisted"
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 10, 2008 11:06:04 GMT 1
Aidan bit his bottom lip sighing quietly with content. "You're doing a great job actually." He said. "Although...hearing that you can resist me isn't actually a compliment" He laughed quietly though deep inside he felt hurt. The first person Chris ever resisted. That wasn't a good thing for their relationship was it? That meant he didn't find Aidan attractive.
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Post by Christian Tait on May 10, 2008 13:27:14 GMT 1
"It's a compliment Kinney..Possibly..I think.." He shook his head to rid those thoughts. It was. "Before I just did it for fun with whoever is willing. Now I have to think about what I'm doing. It sucks for me..but it's good for you. It means that you are always on my mind"
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 11, 2008 20:12:52 GMT 1
"oh" Aidan nodded. He still wasn't sure if it was a compliment but decided to believe Chris this time. Maybe in an awkward way Chris was trying to tell him he stopped treating sex just like fun and thought about it in a serious way, connecting it with Aidan. Yes, definitely that. "So now when someone appears to be willing you'll be thinking about me instead of just going...and what if I'm willing?"
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Post by Christian Tait on May 11, 2008 20:36:40 GMT 1
"That's exactly what I'm saying" Christian nodded proudly. He hadn't thought he could change either. "Remember that blonde in the bar? The one that got all jealous because of you? She was the first person to touch me..or try to at least..since I laid eyes on you. And yet I was utterly repulsed by her. She wasn't the person I wanted by my side.." He rolled over onto his back and crossed his arms behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. He smirked. "That's different when you are.."
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 11, 2008 20:53:56 GMT 1
Aidan remembered the blonde faintly. He was still stoned back then and his mind was hazy. "She wasn't my type. I'd be repulsed too" He shrugged. "If she was we could take her with us" He winked. Of course he was joking. So Chris wanted him. good answer. He nuzzled the other's cheek murmuring. "I am now" Then rolled onto his stomach quickly resting his cheek on the pillows and looking at Christian innocently
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Post by Christian Tait on May 11, 2008 21:04:54 GMT 1
That wasn't the point. Type had never mattered to Christian before. He made a face, disgusted that Aidan would even consider inviting someone else to join them. "I've created a monster.." He sighed dramatically. "I think I prefer the shy Aidan Kinney better. I have a feeling that you are going to be wearing me out with this. What do you want me to do about it?"
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 11, 2008 21:18:48 GMT 1
Aidan propped his chin up on his hands, elbows on the pillow. "I think I'll leave it to your creativity." Shy Aidan? But he didn't want to be the shy Aidan. He was tired of being scared of his own shadow. He sighed. How come no matter what he did it appeared Chris would like the opposite. But he still liked him. That was strange
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Post by Christian Tait on May 11, 2008 21:33:32 GMT 1
Christian thought about it for a moment, rubbing his chin as he turned over to face him. "I'm afraid I've got nothing. I'm not feeling that creative today.." He sighed, sticking out his bottom lip. He felt old not being able to come up with something fun..something that would bring that cute little grin of his back to his face. "Will you help me?"
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 11, 2008 21:45:13 GMT 1
"I'm afraid I've got nothing. I'm not feeling that creative today.."
He doesn't want me, Aidan thought sighing. "I don't know" He grimaced. "I tried...to be creative...I'm out of ideas now" So he went that far, did that much (for Aidan it was a huge step) and it still wasn't enough for Chris to want him.
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Post by Christian Tait on May 11, 2008 21:57:06 GMT 1
Aidan was starting to overreact again. Christian could see the conclusion forming in his eyes. He groaned, wishing that he could take him by the shoulders and shake him until he finally got it in his brain that Christian Tait did indeed want Aidan Kinney in every way possible. "Stop acting like that! I want you damn it! Now, I vaguely remember promising you a bath didn't I? I liked your ideas. Maybe you should go turn on the taps?"
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 11, 2008 22:07:18 GMT 1
"Acting like what?" Aidan sat up on his feet looking at Chris with eyes wide open in surprise. How did he know what Aidan was thinking? Was he that transparent? "A bath?" Now that was an idea Aidan liked. He slipped off the bed and walked to the bathroom slowly chewing on his bottom lip and thinking
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Post by Christian Tait on May 11, 2008 22:37:05 GMT 1
"Stop acting like I'm going to jump up and leave you any second because I'm not! I've never had any intention on leaving you! Isn't saying I love you enough? The insecurities I have are with myself..not you" Christian replied, the frustration evident in his voice. He sat up too, giving Aidan a small push in the back to get him moving. "Yes a bath. Give me a minute, ok?" He needed the time to calm down.
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 12, 2008 8:27:24 GMT 1
Aidsan yelped surprised when he was pushed in the direction of the bathroom. Maybe Chris was right. Maybe he should stop thinking and just start enjoying his life and their relationship. He sat on the edge of the tub and turned on the taps looking through the bottles on the shelf to find something he could use to make bubbles. He loved bubble baths but rarely had time for that.
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Post by Christian Tait on May 12, 2008 10:06:12 GMT 1
It was several minutes before Christian moved to get it up, his knees to his chest and hands in his hair staring blankly at the wall opposite him. He shouldn't have to keep explaining himself to Aidan. He wanted to be trusted. He didn't put all this time and effort in changing himself for nothing. He shook his head and climbed off of the bed to go to the crib first. There wasn't much to check on, little Brooklyn was fast asleep curled up against one of her teddy bears. He tucked another blanket around her and kissed her forehead. Deciding that he had procrastinated enough, he walked into the bathroom.
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