Mail Order Bride! (HKitten X 1hinata28)

Rylan continued to move his hand on the otherâ??s erection in a gentle motion as he awaited the boys orgasm. He was not going to be doing much more then rubbing and stroking. Of course he did not plan to keep it that way if this type of relationship was going to continue for more then just this night. Then again he had to be high or something just to be doing it. His hand continued then smiled at his words. â??Cum, anywhere.â? He muttered as long as it was not in his mouth he was fine with it. He felt as the others thick white cum pour out onto his hand and some went onto the bed. He lifted his hand to his face a moment.

Then he took a daring lick of the white substance on his hands. Not half bad. He just cleaned off his hand, deciding that it might not be that bad to have let him let go in her mouth. He had finished before Ivan had recovered and pushed him back slightly.

Rylan was blushing as deep as he was before, unsure on whether or not to allow Ivan to do anything. Rylan still worse his pajama pants so his erection was not visible just yet, just through the pants. â??Erâ?¦ I will leave that up to youâ?¦ butâ?¦ donâ??t go too far.â? He muttered, meaning anymore then what he had did, or was going to do if he had not chickened out.

After all it was no fun if he told Ivan what to do. After all he barely knew what he was doing himself. He just leaned back for a moment, Rylanâ??s hair were covering his eyes.

When he sat up, the night gown drifted down again, covering his lap, but the sight of Rylan licking up his hand that had the Russian’s cum all over it, made his cock bounce a bit again. His thighs pressed together though, trying hard to not show that he was getting hard again so soon, just because the sight was erotic. He had to show more control than that, so instead of doing anything else for himself, he ignored it and smiled at his husband. “You come anywhere too…” he stated back, obviously thinking that ‘cum’ was ‘come’, so he wasn’t understanding the location aspect.

Leaning down onto his elbows with his romp in the air, the blonde scooted closer and gently nuzzled against Rylan’s crotch. His cheek rubbed up and down against the hardening length under the pajama pants, before he used his teeth to slowly take it off and drag it down as much as he could. Gazing up to the dark haired teen and hoping that he was doing this well, his lips parted and a wet tongue began to lap at the mushroomed head.

Ivan wanted to make the other male feel really good, just like he had, and the pleasure of being licked had been intense. Perhaps he could do that over and over for his husband, so that Rylan would like what he did as well. Wiggling his hips, he continued to lick up and down the shaft, taking in the unique flavor of the American, as he tongued the slit.

Rylan did not notice when Ivan watched him as he licked the cum off his hand. Rylan seemed to like the taste and was debating about the flavor. He did not know what the flavor was but it did not matter, the tangy salty stuff was good none the less. He decided not to bother explaining the difference at the moment, not like it mattered. He just smiled and decided to explain at a later timeâ?¦maybe. He stretched lightly as he watched Ivan,

Then he was blushing when he started to nuzzle his covered length beneath his pants. He squirmed and blushed as his pants were pulled down. He just kicked them off to the floor and looked at Ivan a moment, then gasped again before feeling the boy lick at the head of his erection. He could not help but squirm and move his hand to play with the boys hair once again. Rylan did indeed think the other was doing perfectly fine.

Rylan was nibbling on his bottom lip, not wanting to admit he liked it. Though this did not last as a small moan, an almost groan escaped his pink lips. He was muttering things under his breath in an unlegable manor. His fingers continued top play with the boys hair calmly. He never had anyone do this to him so it was a new sensation for him and he could not allow his mind to wander.

Still just licking at the cock in front of him, Ivan nuzzled into the hand that was petting him, making him feel like he was being treated well like the dog had been. Though that was a bad comparison, he tried hard not to like the thought too much, as he knew that if he took in too much of Rylan’s affection, it would be hard to part with the other male if he were to be sent back. Instead, he enjoyed the moment for what it was, and parted his lips to take this a step further.

The Russian had never done anything like this before, but it was an experience to enjoy and attempt. Licking his lips to wet them, he gently took in the mushroomed head and began to lavish the slit with the flat of his tongue. Bittersweet flavors tickled his tongue, as he continued to gather any precum he could, tasting it as much as he could. He knew that if he worked well, there would be a delicious treat for him, like he had given Rylan just a few moments ago.

Instead of licking against the head now, he began to suck on the tip, nursing on it like he needed the ‘milk’ inside. Saliva built up and drooled around the portion inside of his mouth, just licking and sucking like this was what he was brought for. Perhaps it was, so he didn’t mind, as he began to bob his head up and down, thinking that it’d be the best way to stroke at the shaft and suck on it at the same time. Gazing up with dazed eyes through his eyelashes, he hoped that he’d see his husband being pleasured, instead of disgusted by what he was doing.

Rylan continued to play with a strand of the others hair. He could not get enough of the silky smooth hair that he twirled between his fingers. It was no to diminish the status of the other or to make him feel like a dog. He did it because he loved the feeling and it kept him from over reacting to things he was not completely comfortable with. For example the sucking and or licking of his erection.

When Ivan began to suck on the head lightly he gasped and squirmed. As Ivan sucked on it a larger amount of precum started to leak from his slit. It was obvious just by that reaction that he was enjoying it. His body was anyway. His mind was still wondering about the things going on. So when Ivan looked up at him through dazed eyes, Rylanâ??s eyes were shut and looked confused, but it was also filled with a look of pleasure as well.

Another small groan escaped the manâ??s lips. Rylanâ??s hands twirled more when he made these sounds of pleasure. As he stroked his cock while sucking it. At the moment Rylan was unsure about whether or not to send Ivan home and to get a person of the opposite sex rather then one of the same.

He was getting rather close to his own orgasm, it surprised it, it took a bit longer for him to climax.

Nursing on this treat, he blinked a few times at the image he was gazing up as he looked up. While his husband wasn’t exactly disgusted by it, the other male seemed confuse and wasn’t even looking at him. That was fine though, as he knew that Rylan was probably trying hard to accept this pleasure for him, as the other male wasn’t in the least gay it seemed.

He was content with what they were doing though, so instead of just nursing on the other male’s cock mechanically, he began to make small noises to hum around the shaft, and took in more to continue his head bobbing motion. The flavor of more precum oozing out made him lap at it like it was candy, something sweet and precious to be eating instead of wasted. The more he took into his mouth though, the more his mouth expanded outwards and he had to moan as he took it all the way towards his throat.

Ivan had to hold back his gag reflex, but he tried hard not to just choke while he took in a bit more. His own erection was throbbing at being able to do this for Rylan, so he discretely reached down to touch himself and stroked his shaft in the same motion that his head was moving. For now, he was unable to take in more than the amount to touch the back of his throat, but hopefully, he would be able to take it in all the way soon enough. “Mm…” small vibrations rippled from his humming, and he hoped that the other male was enjoying this, even if it was confusing.

Rylan was not looking because if he did indeed look he was not sure how much longer he would last. After all he had taken a peek before and almost climaxed from the erotic actions. He of course was not in the least bit gay and never had a gay thought in his lifeâ?¦that was until tonight. Even then it was the most confused time in his life. He continued to stroke the boys hair as he sat there. His legs spread a little more then when he had first started. It was completely obvious that while he was indeed confused he was also starting to enjoy it more then he found it disgusting.

Rylan opened his eyes slightly when he started to hear the sucking sounds as he started to move his head down further and started to bob it up and down a bit. He could not help but let a slight squeal like sound escape his lips. He was indeed getting closer to climax and it was obvious when another small moan left his lips and he spoke. â??I am going toâ?¦cumâ?¦climax.â? He warned with two words incase he got confused by the first word.

Then he came, his white sticky cum shooting from the head of his cock and into the others throat and mouth. The whole time Rylanâ??s hand was in the boys hair, though it had stopped moving at the moment. A good amount of his cum squirted into the boys mouth. Shot after shot of the hot baby making fluid. He was panting by the time he stopped.

Head bobbing up and down, he hummed slightly as he was given the opportunity to suckle on the length that one day, would hopefully be rubbing against his own. Of course he wanted to do more with the other male, but that wasn’t for tonight, as he didn’t want to push his luck. Ivan hadn’t expected something like this to have happened, but it was obvious that this was something that had randomly occurred, as Rylan must have became curious about touching another male. And a hole was a hole, so his mouth was probably used in place of a woman’s.

But that was just him depressingly thinking about things, so instead of dwelling on that, he moaned softly and continued to do his ‘duty’ as a wife. When he was warned with two strange words, he wondered what they meant, as ‘come’ would mean that Rylan was going to go and end somewhere, while ‘climax’ was something he had learned as a storybook’s term, where the peak hit. Just as he realized that the peak hitting for an orgasm was similar and the word made sense to him, the sudden gush of something warm filled his mouth.

A small gasp left his lips, before he hungrily gulped down the thick semen, trying hard not to let it get out of his mouth, even though it dribbled down his lips when he couldn’t swallow fast enough. Ivan hadn’t want to dirtied the sheets any more than he had, but at the same time, he wanted to taste this strange flavor for the first time, as he had never even done this before. The taste was bittersweet, as well as a strange musk that made him feel strange and satisfied at the same time.

Humming in satisfaction, he realized that while drinking this odd nectar, he had reached his orgasm as well. His night gown was now rather sticky in the front, as well as part of the bed and his thighs. Once he lifted his head off of the other’s cock, he shyly squirmed his thighs together, turning his head to hide his blush as he held both hands over his lap. “I uh… need cleaning?” Ivan muttered, trying to convey that he had soiled himself with another orgasm and needed to wash up. Perhaps Rylan did too, as they were both sweaty and he was sticky in some areas.

Rylan had decided to open his eyes while Ivan swallowed his semen. He blushed softly but smiled as well holding his head lightly. Yes he would need to do more for Ivan the next time. Next timeâ?¦ he was already thinking about next time. He really needed some air, or something. He noticed as some of the cum was coming out of the others lips and down his shaft a bit. He stroked his hair until he removed his head and began to speak.

He nodded slowly. â??Want to take a bath? A quick one?â? He said softly, meaning a quick bath or something. â??Come onâ?¦â? He said softly before standing up and scooping up his pajama pants. At least they were not dirty. He noticed he was very unstable on his feet from the orgasm. He sighed then began out of the room, the dog asleep near the door. He stepped over the door quietly and headed to a different bathroom then earlier.

The one connected to the room only had a sink and toilet, the one he now entered had all that plus a large bathtub and a shower. He leaned down turning on the water and went to set his pants down. He turned around every now and again to make sure Ivan was around.

Then he thought about it. â??Shower or bath?â? He asked eyeing the Ivan deciding to leave it up to him. He had turned the bathwater on since he normally took baths but a shower was a hell of a lot quicker then a bath. Though it really did not matter much to him. It was a little late and he would probably be tired for training. Again he would have to deal with the consequences of tonight.

Tilting his head, he licked his lips and nodded, as a bath would be nice. His body felt rather sticky and he wasn’t exactly minty fresh any longer. So instead of caring how he looked, he stood up and made to move towards the door with Rylan, before stepping over the dog and followed his husband down towards another area. It seemed like this new room was the main bathroom, as it was fully equipped, which he wondered why the two bathrooms differed.

“Bath… more relaxing.” Ivan conveyed, knowing that if the dark haired male wanted to make this quick, then a shower was the way to go. Brushing his bangs out of his eyes, he shyly lifted his night gown once the door was closed. Milky white skin was revealed to be almost free of any blemishes, but there were a few specks here and there of natural spots that were not of the same white shade.

Smiling at Rylan, he moved towards the bathtub and stood there in the nude, just watching the water as he waited for permission to get in. Warm water truly would help them relax more, as they had bunched their muscles up in an activity that he wondered if the other did often. Ivan knew he had touched himself a few times before, but this was the first anyone else had touched him.

When the water filled up to a good amount, he leaned over the edge to turn it off, before turning his head to gaze at Rylan. “We take together?” he asked, smiling as he dared to step into the water. Gently easing himself down, the blonde hummed in satisfaction as the warm water soothed his body. Lifting a hand towards his husband like he was offering the other something, he smiled and beckoned for Rylan to join him.

â??Okay, Bath it is.â? He said with a nod before moving to sit down on the counter as the water started to fill the tub. He looked at the clock on the wall, it was only 11:30. Not to bad on time. He had less at times. He stretched lightly before watching as Ivan pulled off the night gown and started to watch the water. He was staring at Ivanâ??s nearly perfect body. He wish he was like that. Naturally anyway. When the water had finally filled Rylan watched Ivan get in.

â??Yeah I am coming.â? He said going and grabbing some body wash just incase they decided to be more through in the cleaning. He walked over and slipped into the water. He was leaning against the opposite side of the tub, facing Ivan. The tub was very large and he could have fit right next to Ivan if he wanted or put Ivan right on his lap. For now he just continued to sit in the warm, slightly hot water.

He sunk into the water, right up to his neck. He could feel the water running over his body. It was starting to feel very good on his tense body and muscles. He looked over at Ivan quietly. â??Feelingâ?¦better?â? he asked slowly as he felt the cover up from his shoulder and stomach wash off. He had gotten injured and had scars he covered with cover up.

Rylan was humming softly as he wiggled his toes in the water. He looked at them a moment before turning back to Ivan. He did not know what else to do at the moment. What to say really.

Smiling slightly, Ivan nodded as he felt the water rise higher up when Rylan got into the bathtub as well. The body wash was something he recognized, so he grabbed for just a little to rub against his own body, wondering if he was going to eventually start smelling like his husband if he continued to use similar products. Perhaps, but there was also a unique scent that was Rylan’s musk, so he suspected that he still wouldn’t smell exactly like him.

When something started to wash off the dark haired male’s body, he tiled his head, wondering just what it was. It looked like his skin was washing away, which made him worry for Rylan’s health. Getting onto his knees, he crawled over towards Rylan’s side and sat with a leg on either side of the other male’s thighs. “What…this…?” he asked in his broken English, wondering what was happening to the other male.

The blonde reached out with his hand and touched the toned abdomen, wondering exactly what this was, as it came away almost chalky to the touch. Strange discoloration and scars began to show under the ‘fallen skin’ though, and it made him blink a few times in confusion.

“Are you hurt?!” Ivan cried out softly, his fingers immediately moving to the area that the cover-up was washing away. It made him confused, and worried that he had harmed his husband somehow. Fingers rubbing along the scars, his frown deepened, causing him to realize that these had been made prior to today…perhaps even to this year.

Rylan noticed Ivan's worried glance, and decided to look and see what it was about. He looked at his stomach and sighed seeing the brownish scar that was on his stomach. It looked like something had been dragged down it. It was the sanme on his back, not that Ivan could see that one. He traced it a moment before trying to forget about how it happened. His hand droped after a moment. Rylan never bothered with water proof cover up. After all he always showered at home/

When Ivan touched it he winced slightly. Not like it was painful anymore but the thought of it made it seem like it was. Slowly his eyes blinked open before shutting them once more. "I am fine... that happened a long...long time ago. When I was ten." He debated on whether or not to tell Ivan the story. He did not know if he would understand it all but...he decided to tell the story.

"When I was almost 11 me and my older sister who was 12 were taking the long way home from school...it was the last day of school. My last day of the fourth, her last day of the fifth. Then when no one was around she was attacked. I tried to stop him but he stabbed me... in the stomach and my back." He paused a moment.

"I could not stop him... he took my sister and I have not seen her since. She was taken by that man, screaming for him to stop...hurting me. The cops think she is dead... I think she is alive somewhere...I want to catch that guy. That is why I wanted to enter law enforcment." Fianlly he opened his eyes. It was obvious that was all he would say on the matter. He did not like talking about it. "

Ivan drew his hand away with his husband flinched at the contact, but he realized it must have been a mental pain instead of a physical one. The scars were truly old, but this one strangely looked like a stab wound instead of something done by accident. Rylan’s soft voice drifted to him and told him about the time when the other male was younger though, when the older sister had been kidnapped and presumed dead.

In his mind, something like that did mean that the person was either dead or had been taken too far away. If it had been years ago, and she had escaped or whatnot, then she could have found her way back to her little brother. But if she was dead or still captured, then there was no way, of course. He could only imagine what Rylan was like when the dark haired male was younger, trying hard to protect his older sister and finding he didn’t have the full strength to do so.

Children were no match on a physical strength test against grown men; this was something he knew very well when he had been taken away from his own as well. Nodding slightly, he didn’t understand everything exactly, but that was what he drew into conclusion at least. Placing his palms against Rylan’s chest, he leaned in and gave him an awkward embrace from their position.

“When you… become police. You find her.” Ivan meant to say that as an encouragement, but it did sound somewhat like an order. One day, if and when she was found, he wondered if he could see her as a sister-in-law. The soap on their body rubbed together with the embrace, making them both slip and rub against one another a bit. Leaning back, he moved to give Rylan a gentle kiss, not meant for passion, but for comfort. His fingers weaved themselves into the silky, black hair, trying to convey what he didn’t know how to do in words.

Rylan watched Ivan a moment and found that he seemed to understand what he said. At least enough of it to get the message across of what the scars were of. He understood what the other meant, he knew it was no order, but something to help him. â??Oh I plan to Ivan, I plan to. That man will pay for hurting me AND my sister.â? He said softly stroking the boys hair lightly.

Again he found himself blushing at the contact and the small kiss. Rylan kissed Ivan back gently before breaking the kiss. â??let me wash you up.â? He muttered grabbing the soap again, this time squirting it onto the cloth and began to wash Ivanâ??s chest, getting rid of the areas he knew the cum had landed. He did this to get his mind off of things.

â??What about youâ?¦?â? He asked softly still washing Ivanâ??s ivory skin. â??Whereâ?¦.or what happened to your parents? Your family?â? He asked before scrubbing Ivanâ??s shoulders and stomach, all in a circular motion. Much like how a mother would wash an infant or a young child. He was extremely gentle but thorough when it came to washing,

Rylan started to wash the boys legs as he waited for an answer. He wondered if Ivan even knew his family, if something happened or if he just chose to become one of these mail order brides, or if it was against his will. This confused Rylan and he was waiting for an answer, he had told Ivan almost all of his past so he expected Ivan to tell him something in return, even if he could barely understand.

Ivan felt strange, hearing a slightly hostel tone as he was petted like a prized puppy to bathe. That wasn’t a problem for him though, as he leaned into the touch and smiled softly, enjoying the feeling of being touched by his husband in any way or form. The kiss had made them both blush, but his blush flared even deeper as he was gently washed by the other male. His chest felt like it tingled wherever the other touch him, making him bit down on his bottom lip.

It wasn’t even sexual, but the feeling of being pampered was nice, as he tried to return the favor by picking up the wash cloth and began to gently rub against the dark haired male’s chest with some suds. Hearing the question, he tilted his head, wondering what that meant, before wondering how to explain it to Rylan. “Parents… I was taken from my parents. They were killed after.”

He spoke as if the who fact didn’t mater that much, but in truth, it had affected him when he was younger. Of course, that had been years ago when he was really young, and he couldn’t even remember their faces. All he could remember was the fact that he had been sad, but given time, that had even faded somewhat. How strange certain things were, and that made him wonder if time truly did heal everything in the form that it made one forget things.

Shrugging his shoulders, he gently resumed washing his husband, as if nothing sad had been said, while he scrubbed away the strange cover-up that he didn’t understand. “Why do you… put make-up on your belly?” Ivan asked softly, wondering why the other male tried to cover up his scars.

Rylan listened carefully to what Ivan was saying. He nodded slowly. â??That must have beenâ?¦ hard.â? He whispered softly, but it seemed like he did not care much. He figured it must have been a long time ago. A pint where it must have been when he was young and to young to remember. Rylan was the opposite though. He missed his family even though it had been a long time, he still missed them and remembered them. He sighed at the thought but shook it off not wanting to think like that again.

He moved the cloth to the blondâ??s back scrubbing in the same motion as before. Rylan liked it when he was cleaned by Ivan. Not that Ivan was all that dirty (other then the cover up) he did not mind the washing. Rylan finished washing the other before setting down the cloth and closing his eyes a minute before thinking about the question.

â??I really do not know.â? He said in a soft voice. â??When ever I see itâ?¦ It bring back memories from when I was 11 and helpless. Now I do not change much in front of other so it is not a matter of explaining them butâ?¦ I just do not like to see them there.â? He nodded motioning to the scar. â??Once I am strong enough to face my past, the past with my sister and when I can fight to find the man who did it, I will stop using it.â?

Rylan smiled a soft, gentle smile before looking around the room and then dumping some water on Ivan to remove the suds. â??Ready to get out soon?â? He asked after a moment. â??Ahâ?¦do you have anything else to wear for bed?â?

The blonde teen nodded, slightly understanding the reason why his husband continued to use the cover-up. In a way, he understood it in the way that no one wanted to be reminded about the past continuously. For Ivan, he could just not bring up his family and that was that, but for Rylan, he only had to look down to be reminded of why he didn’t have his family with him.

Biting down on his bottom lip to prevent himself from saying anything, he finished washing Rylan and wiggled as water was washed over him, removing the suds and making him feel cleaner than before. Smiling, he did the same, but with roaming hands to feel the muscles that Rylan’s training must have began to grow for the other male. When they moved to stand up and dry themselves, he shook his head at the question.

“I was told to pack light. I only had one item of each.” Ivan meant that he had only brought one extra shirt, a pair of pants, and a sleeping outfit. There were some toiletries and one or two personal belongings, but other than that, he was expected to completely dress the way Rylan wanted him to. “Not too cold…I can sleep like this, da?” he asked, knowing that under a blanket and next to a person, it would be warm enough that he didn’t need clothes.

Stepping out of the bathtub, he grabbed for the towel and began to dry himself off, before walking towards where he remembered the bedroom to be. Ivan was completely unashamed of his nudity, as he padded bare bottomed towards the room and moved to hang the wet towel on a hanger to dry. He hoped that Rylan didn’t mind him sleeping nude though, and wondered if it was alright for him to shadow the dark haired male tomorrow when he went to school.

Rylan found himself smiling lightly as he was rinsed off. Though he sighed at the news the other would be sleeping in the nude. He figured it was okay, not like it mattered much to him. He yawned softly as he unplugged the bathtub and grabbed his own towel. â??I guess we need to do some shopping tomorrow then.â? Even if he was not going to be here much longer he still needed clothes right? In the afternoon of course. In the early morning he had to do police training, no school since it was a Saturday and he had not signed up for any classes on Saturdayâ??s so he could do his training more effectively rather then being tried and then going to class.

Once he dried himself he pulled on the pajama pants before following the other to the room. Once in the room he looked out the window watching a car every now and again going by. He then went and pulled off the sheets before throwing them in the laundry. They were a little dirty and Rylan was a neat freak. He replaced them quickly with a set of black ones. He straightened the sheets out before crawling under the blanket.

He looked over at Ivan before unfolding the corner on the other side motioning for him to join. â??I will not be here when you wake upâ?¦probablyâ?¦ I need to do some stuff for my training and will be back at around 1 tomorrow okay?â? He said not sure if the other would understand. Maybe he would right the note in the morning and leave and English to Russian dictionary handy. â??I do not have school tomorrow. I have a class tomorrow.â? He thought aloud and also for Ivanâ??s benefit.

Rylan laid there waiting for Ivan to climb in. Rylan was tiered and ready to pass out and go to sleep. It had been a long and confusing day,

Once the towel was placed on a hanger to dry, Ivan turned around to see that Rylan had already changed the bed sheets and climbed in. The Russian teen smiled at the words, wondering what they meant for a moment, as he moved closer to the bed. When he heard that the other male didn’t have school tomorrow but had a class, the teen was much more confused, as he thought that a class was usually associated with schooling.

However, he didn’t question it too much, as it was easier to just let Rylan take care of things than to ask many questions. Sliding into the bed, he nodded, understanding that the other male wouldn’t be back until one o’clock the next day. Whether or not he would wake up before the other male left was probably unlikely if it was rather early, as Ivan was still adjusting to the time difference. “I come with you?” he asked, wondering if this class was joinable.

Learning new things about Rylan was top priority, but he wouldn’t want to get in the way. Waiting for his answer, he scooted closer to the other male and wrapped an arm around Rylan’s chest. Blonde hair rested against the other male’s shoulder, as he hummed in contentment of the warmth that his husband gave him. Cuddling at night wasn’t common back where he was, as the place was keeping every male and female apart, and not many of the males were comfortable with cuddling for warmth.

This warmth though, was desired, as Rylan was firm and yet soft at the same time. The muscles under his touch were enjoyable to be holding, and he wanted nothing more than to fall asleep with this feeling. Hopefully the other male didn’t mind, but he gazed up towards the dark haired male either way, as if asking if this was alright to do. In fact, he wanted to do much more than just lay here, perhaps a bit of exploration of the other’s body, but he knew that they needed rest. Perhaps if things went well, he could show Rylan that there were many other things that men could do together.

â??No, you need to stay here because I have to be doing allot of things going on. â?? He said softly as he looked around the room a moment. Then back at Ivan. â??Just sleep in and I will be back in the after noon and then we can go get you something to wear while youâ??re here.â? Rylan smiled as he looked at Ivan a moment or two more as he climbed into the bed. â??I will let you come to my school on Sunday okay? I only have a class or two that day.â? He said gently as Ivan went and snuggled closer to him and ran his fingers over him.

â??Now lets just sleep I will leave you breakfast in the microwave so you can eat if you hungry,: He stroked the boys hair not wanting to go any further at the moment. He was making it obvious he wanted to sleep. The next day he was going to be busy bothering with training and learning about a few more things that his friend could help him with.

â??Goodnight Ivanâ? He said again before closing his eyes lightly his hand still in the others hair. He was asleep with in a few minutes. This was a way for him to escape Ivanâ??s wants at the moment. Sleep was good form of escape. As he slept his mind wandered about the things that occurred that day before moving to a nightmare. He did not show any signs of one.

His pout deepened when he was told he had to stay in the house so that he didn’t bother Rylan. Of course, Ivan had expected something of the like, so he just nodded and stayed curled up against the other male. The compromise wasn’t fully understood, but he did pick up that he could go with the other male on Sunday, so that meant he could spend some time outside with Rylan on that day.

That meant that it was going to be two days from now. Yes, he could wait, even though he was sure that their time together was running short. To Ivan, he didn’t know that he would be kept or not, but even more so, when Natalia came, Rylan was going to love her. She was… beautiful and amazing, as he had learned back in Russia. Being replaced didn’t hurt so much any more though, as he knew that some part of Rylan liked him enough to do little things with him, and that was contenting for him. Perhaps if he was good, his husband would keep him…or so he hoped.

“Cпокойной ночи.” he muttered back in Russian, closing his eyes after he’d given Rylan a soft kiss on the cheek. When the world finally faded into darkness, he kept Rylan close and held him, hoping that the other’s sleep was as blank or peaceful. By the next morning, he found himself waking to the sound of an alarm, obviously set for Rylan to wake up. Groaning softly, he gently shook the dark haired male, before rolling out of bed. Ivan wanted to make some breakfast for Rylan as his husband got ready, so he spent almost five minute in the kitchen, searching for things, before he was able to make an English muffin with a slice of ham, cheese, and two eggs, sandwich.

Rylan groaned softly when the alarm went off. He really hated early morning especially after he had been up so late. He realized Ivan had went off so he decided to get up. Yawning he went to grab his sweats since he needed them for training. This training consisted if weights, running, and shooting practice. Other things where thrown in depending on the day, he also had to practice CPR lovely. He dabbed the cover up on each scar before dressing and heading down the steps. On the front of his blue shirt was the words â??police in training.â?? he wore pants but in his other hand carried some shorts since he new he would end up sweating when it came to the indoor work.

â??Morning Ivanâ?¦â? He said softly realizing last night was not a dream and had actually happened. He blushed at the thought and noticed the muffins on the table and smiled a little. â??I did say you could sleep in.â? He muttered with a small smile before moving to hug Ivan gently figuring this was a good way to thank him. He seemed to like this type of greeting since he did it allot the day before. He kissed the others cheek before sitting at the table and yawning. Rylanâ??s hair was a slight mess but nothing to bad. Nothing that could not be fixed with a run through with his fingers.

Rylan looked at the clock a half an hour until he had to leave. He yawned again before taking a bite of the breakfast his â??wifeâ?? had prepared for him. He was pleasantly surprised it tasted good. The eggs cooked perfectly, to his liking no doubt. He smiled taking another bite. â??Do youâ?¦ want to go shopping for clothes later?â? He asked peering at Ivan a moment.

Hearing Rylan’s greeting, Ivan turned around and placed the jam on the kitchen table, before he was enveloped in a warm hug. The embrace made him almost melt, and he wrapped his arms around his husband to return it as well. “Morning.” he returned similar words, trying to get into the English form of things more so that Rylan didn’t misunderstand him. After a moment though, he had to let go, as the other male needed breakfast before going.

He stared with wide eyes though, hoping that Rylan liked his cooking. They were simple dishes, but nutrient filled and needed. A simple meal for the morning so that the other was ready to train and had the energy for whatever he needed to do in the day. “Shopping? I go with you.” Ivan offered, as if Rylan was going to go shopping for clothes for himself, and the Russian teen just wanted to tag along.

Setting a cup of orange juice he poured out for his husband, he smiled and just watched the dark haired male eat. He didn’t mean to be creepy, but it was just nice to watch Rylan, as he was going to be separated for a bit later today. After the other male would leave for training, he would clean the dishes and hopefully clean a few rooms that had been left as they were. Ivan reminded himself not to move things too much out of sight, as he didn’t want to have Rylan think he was stealing things or messing up the ‘natural order’ of things around here. “Will you be safe?” the teen asked, hoping that training wasn’t dangerous.

Rylan really did not mind small Russian words like morning and goodnight, or common words since his mother had used them often. He also knew some Japanese for the same reason. Both his parents being immigrants, even if they were young at the time made it an intrusting topic for school projects. He yawned again before sipping the orange juice. He needed to grab a coffee on the way there, normally he did not like coffee to often but it was needed today.

Rylan just ignored the staring not minding to much as he ate. He waited for an answer before nodding. â??Good then I will pick you up at 1, or 1:30 when ever I get home.â? He said before quickly finishing the food quickly. He still had around fifteen minutes. He took the last bite to his lips before chewing and swallowing.

â??Dangerous?â? He asked tilting his head. â??No, no not dangerous. Just some running,â?¦ allot of running, some weight training, shooting practice and CPR work.â? He nodded firmly before smiling again. â??No to much work.â? Rylan sad happy to be going to training. Some days training was from 5am to around 11pm. â??I just figure you would not be comfortable in a room full of sweaty men acting wellâ?¦anything but civilized.â? He laughed softly at the thought before standing and heading to the bathroom.

He needed to brush his teeth before leaving. â??You sure you will be okay here? I could have someone come over to keep you company?â? He asked as he was grabbing his toothbrush. The dog ran to his bowl and began to eat what Rylan had thrown into it quickly.