Where the Night Meets the Day

New Rose

Work was kinda stressful today. We had some real winners coming in there. If you know nothing about vinyl and records players, why would you even walk into a record store that specializes in such. ‘Where are your CD’s?’ ‘We don’t have CD’s’. ‘What kind of record store doesn’t have CD’s’. It’s a fucking vinyl record store, can’t you read.

But even though we get the occasional space cadet, I love working there. I can’t say that listening to music and helping people find the perfect album doesn’t make me sublimely happy. I love working with vinyl. And if it makes me an uptight indie asshole, I don’t give a fuck.

I walked up the stairs to my apartment. Counting each stair that brings me closer to a comfortable place to sit, and listen to my records while I cozy up with some tea. And eat, no I haven’t forgotten about my growling stomach. It’s been reminding me since I left the store about 7 blocks ago.



I went to open my door when I heard one of my Buzzcocks albums playing. Then, I smelled something very appetizing. Something spicy. Is Ashleigh home? No, she would never cook anything that smells that good.



Upon opening the door, I saw my gorgeous boyfriend dancing to “Fast Cars” as he cooked some food on the stove. I almost forgot that he has a key to my place already. And vice versa. How could I forget the cute special key with the hearts all over it. It added some much color to my drab set of keys. Kind of like what Josef did to my life. We had been going out for over two weeks now and we decided to exchange keys a few days ago. And I was glad to see that he was putting it to good use already. Especially tonight, since I’m so tired and hungry. It’s like he’s clairvoyant or something.



I closed the door rather loudly to get his attention over the music. He heard me and turned to look, flashing me that smile that I loved so much. The smile that could melt a heart of ice.

“Hey honey,” he started, “I hope you’re hungry.”

I walked over to him and pulled him into a kiss. “Have you been reading my mind, Yos?”



“I wish. No, I figured that you’d be hungry after work since Saturday’s your busiest day and all.”

“Sorry, I’m a little late getting back. I couldn’t get out of there. I figured I would take one more customer at 6 but it took me forever and when I punched out the time clock said quarter after.”



“It’s ok. I’m not quite done yet. I started a bit late anyway. But one customer took you 15 minutes?”

“Oh God, honey, this woman was a total moron. She complained like the whole time about how she had bought a record and a record player and wanted to return both because the record was scratched and the player didn’t automatically stop when the record was done.”

“I’m telling you. People like that should not be allowed to use money. They should have it taken away from them until they take a class in common sense.”



I loved listening to him talk, so cute and so smart. He had these ideas for how the world should be run. And although they seemed crazy, if you really thought about it, it made so much sense.

“So, what are ya making me?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around my lovely chef’s waist.



“Vegan quesadillas, rice pilaf, and nachos. And for dessert…vegan chocolate ice cream.”



“Oh, you’re so good to me baby.” I planted a kiss on his cheek and I could almost feel it turn red.



“Well, you deserve it, Shea.”



I took a deep breath and thought out what to say about a certain topic that came to mind. It definitely wasn’t something to take lightly. “You know, I haven’t told you yet because I thought it would be too early to do this. But my mom had been really bugging me about meeting you.”

I jumped up to sit in the counter while Yos stirred the rice. I could get better prospective up here. I could gage his reaction better.

“I’d love to meet your family. I mean if they’re as wonderful as they sound, why wouldn’t I want to meet them.”



He rubbed my knee and looked up at me. “Well, Colleen can be such a pain in the ass. Sixteen and thinks she knows everything. Moira Ann is still a little more independent but she looks up to Colleen so they tend to be double the pain. And Connor is still kinda quiet…”



“Shea,” he interrupted me, “don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll like them. Now, it’s my family you have to watch out for.”

I laughed at myself for thinking that I had to warn Yos about my family. I have nothing to worry about. They’re gonna love him. He’s so polite that he’ll charm the pants right off ‘em.

“Why don’t you set the table?” Yos requested.”

I went into the cupboard and got out some plates and cups. Put them on the table and went back for utensils. When the table was set, he instructed me to sit while he finished in the kitchen. He brought out the serving dish with the rice and the platter with the quesadillas and we feasted.



It was so amazingly good. I never had vegan food before. I never would’ve thought soy cheese could taste so good. But it shouldn’t have been such a surprise, since I already ate soy products.



Josef is such an outstanding cook. The spices in the rice were a perfect mix. The quesadillas were oozing with cheese and loaded with soy chicken and tomatoes and peppers, with the sour cream to cool down the spicyness. I couldn’t stop commending Yos for such a good job. And I couldn’t wait for dessert.



I helped him clean up the dishes and clean off the table. He told me to take a seat on the couch while he got the ice cream. And I waited very impatiently for my dessert. I was very eager to see what vegan ice cream tasted like.

He sat down on the couch with a bowl of ice cream, scooped up some, and pointed the spoon at my mouth. I snickered a bit and opened my mouth for him to push the spoon in.



“That’s good.”

“Of course it is.”

“You know I could feed myself though.” I said as he shoveled a spoonful into his own mouth.

“What’s the fun in that?” He asked rhetorically with his mouth still full of ice cream. He cuddled up to me, bending his knees up, and tucking his feet underneath himself so that his bent knees laid in my lap. We finished off the ice cream playfully, smearing some on each other’s face and licking it off.



“I can’t believe how lucky I am.” I said holding his face in my hands. “I found a man who will cook for me.” We laughed. I figured I would crack a joke even though I had something more serious on my mind. “But really it’s been a great couple of weeks Yos.”

“I know, it’s been almost perfect…. Shea…”

He cut himself off as he leaned in and touched his lips to mine. He dragged his tongue along my bottom lip and slipped it inside my mouth. As our tongues rolled around and swiped at each other, he grabbed my hand and placed it on his hip. I pulled back and he started nibbling and sucking at my neck.



“Josef… you want to…” I lost track of what I was trying to say when his blue eyes met mine. His eyes were full of passion and wanting and need. I don’t even know why I questioned our motives in that moment.



“Do you have to ask, Sheamus?” I silenced him with my lips. I didn’t want to discuss it now that I knew we were on the same page.



He tasted so good. Not just at that moment but all the time. I loved the way he kissed me. And the slight tingling sensation when he sucked on my lip or my tongue. If the kissing was this satisfying I wondered what it would be like to make love to him. I needed to stop wondering.



I broke the kiss and grabbed his hand as I got off the couch. He followed close behind me while I led him into my room. The light from the street was more than enough to illuminate the room, casting a kind of eerie orange glow. But I wanted to do this right, I wanted to see all of him. All his features, and expressions. So, I turned on the small lamp on my bedside table.



He crawled onto the bed and I turned around to join him. His shirt was already off. So beautiful. I committed every taut muscle, and dip, and curve to memory. Burned it into my brain so I would never forget his absolute beauty. Maybe even remember it when he wasn’t around. Trying to relieve some loneliness. But what was I doing. I had a gorgeous willing man in my bed and I was thinking, looking, ogling. I needed to act.



I crawled in close to him and he welcomed me with a warm mouth. My hands traveled over the smooth terrain of his body. Stopping to tease a pretty pink nipple, which earned a sweet little moan from my lover. I continued to explore and dragged my fingers across raised bones and defined muscles.

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I felt his warm hand under my shirt, on my stomach and it was obvious that he wanted to do some exploring of his won. So, I pulled back a bit and pulled off my shirt. He pushed me to lie on my back and he devoured me with his eyes. I’m glad that he liked what he saw. I was always a little self-conscious but the smirk on his face said that I had nothing to worry about.



He preferred to explore my body with his tongue, which I didn’t mind in the least. His tongue slid down my collarbone, and down to my chest before circling a nipple and clamping down on it. I laced my fingers through his hair and groaned at the lovely numbing sensation. He was careful not to neglect my other nipple, that he nibbled till fully erect.



My body shuddered when his tongue ventured lower. It caused every inch of my skin to buzz with delight. He and his scandalous tongue went lower still until he was faced with an obstacle. He rubbed the bulge in my jeans mercilessly before giving my swollen cock some breathing room. He pulled my jeans and briefs all the way off, along with my socks.



“Everything must go”, he giggled.



He quickly settled between my legs again. He sent me into another world as his tongue stroked my stiff cock. His tongue set off millions of little pleasure sensors throughout my dick and rest of my body rendering me speechless aside from moans of pure bliss. His mouth wrapped around my dick and sucked on the sensitive skin. HE bobbed his head up and down agonizingly slow. Torturing me. “Ah…Yos. Faster, please.”



He went up and down a little faster then he incorporated three fingers circling the base to stroke as he sucked me off. He didn’t do it for long, pulling away when he finally got into a good rhythm. “Just a little taste,” he grinned.

“And you call yourself a vegan,” I joked.



He crawled up to me and kissed me again. I could taste the bittersweet of my own pre-cum on his tongue. He sucked on my tongue until I felt a nice little tingling sensation. He looked me into the eyes and I rested my hands on his hips. “Shea,” he started, “…I want you. I want you inside me.”



“Whatever you want, honey.”



I dragged my fingers along the waistband of his insanely tight jeans as his lips found mine again. Undoing the button and fly, I felt a moan of relief vibrate in my mouth.
“I’m free,” he giggled.



“How do you even wear those, honey?”



“Cuz I look good in ‘em.”



“You’d look good in anything, Yos.”



He kisses me and I press him against my body. His hands in my hair and my hands under his jeans, squeezing his nice round tight ass. “God, I want you, Shea.” He rubbed his hard cock on my stomach to illustrate his point.



“On your back, baby.” I whispered seductively to him.



He willingly rolled off of me to lay down on his back. I reached over to rifle through the bedside table drawer. I found the lube and condoms without out too much effort. I plucked a condom from the box and returned to my delicious partner.



He had taken off his impossibly tight pants and was lying there completely naked. I settled, on my knees, between his legs and I examined his body with his eyes. So perfect. Just like him. His cock was beautiful. Cut, just like mine. I wrapped my hand around it and watched him as I jerked him off a little, to gage his reaction. He bit down on his lip at my touch but quickly opened his mouth as I tugged on his tantalizing cock. “Shea, please.” He pleaded with me as he touched my hand.



So, I reluctantly let go and opened the condom wrapper. He propped himself up on his elbows to watch me roll the condom onto my length. I opened the bottle of lube and smeared some over the condom. He was still watching me, licking his lips in anticipation. I placed my palm on his chest and gently pushed him back onto the bed.



I pushed his one leg up a bit more after applying more lube onto my finger. My finger pressed against puckered flesh and slowly inched it’s way inside Josef’s warm inviting hole. His eyebrows creased together and he bit his lip. I caressed his stomach as I pushed in another finger.



I massaged his insides with my fingers while spreading the lube around. I positioned myself to enter and push his other leg up a bit more. My fingers slowly pulled out and my cock was ready to take their place. I pushed my cock about an inch past the surface but I stopped when his hand clamped down on my shoulder.



I looked at his pretty face that was distorted in pain. His eyes closed tight, teeth clenched. I stayed still until he gave me the go ahead. I felt his muscles relax and proceeded to slid my entire head inside. He seemed to sigh in relief as the worst was over. After a few seconds like that, he urged me to continue with a simple whimper of “more”.



I proceeded to slowly push into his tight heat. I grasped his hips to steady myself. The feeling of sliding my cock into the practical vice grip of his ass, was heavenly, almost orgasmic. He was so delightfully tight. I couldn’t even think about moving any other direction but in. My eyes rolled back as I buried myself all the way inside him.

I rested a bit in that position until both of us recovered. I balanced my weight on my left hand on the right side of his body. I started to pull out a bit and made him and myself gasp from the movement.



I worked into a nice steady rhythm, and purposely angled my thrusts to hit his prostate each time. A surefire way to get us to come at the same time.

The first time I hit his special spot he was in such ecstasy. He was so beautiful. Eyes practically closed, eyelashes fluttering on his cheeks, mouth open wide, back arched off the bed. And the most sexy sound came from him. His moans were sweet and mesmerizing.



“Sheam-AH!”



He spread his legs even wider for me so I could go as deep as I could. His cheeks flushed from our little workout.



As amazing as it was to be with him in the throws of sex and passion, I could feel myself climaxing. My hand reached down to wrap around his cock again. “How you feeling, hon-Ah!” I tried to get all the words out to ask him a proper question.

“Ah, fucking fantastic, Sheaaa. I’m coming soon though.”



“Me too.”



I continued jerking him off and rolling my hips into him. He pulled me in for a kiss briefly but we parted soon after, too out of breath to kiss just then.



His grip on me tightened drastically and I could feel his white hot cum splatter against my hand. At that same moment, I buried my cock deep inside him and let it rip. Our voices nearly screamed at the same time. Good thing Ashleigh wasn’t home yet.



I felt his legs shaking and he whimpered almost inaudibly as he came back down from what I can only assume was an earth shattering orgasm. At least mine was. I collapsed on top of him and nuzzled my face into his neck. I felt my dick soften inside the condom and I knew I’d have to get out of him and the condom quickly.



I pulled out of his heat and he whimpered disappointed. I carefully take the condom off and toss it in the wastebasket near by my bed.



He looked at me, blissful yet tired and reaches for me. His lips fall onto mine in an almost innocent kiss. Funny, considering what we just did.



I looked over his body and laughed as my eyes came to his stomach. “Geez, Yos. You’re so messy.” We laughed weakly and I reached over the side of the bed and grabbed my shirt from the floor. I handed it to him. He raised his eyebrow to me and I motioned for him to go ahead. He shrugged his shoulders and wiped himself off with my shirt.



“I’m too tired to grab a towel.”



We crawled underneath the blankets and pulled them up. I ran my fingers lovingly though his hair, massaging his scalp. He gazed into my eyes and pulled on my chin to press our lips together. And we peacefully drifted to sleep, legs and arms tangled together.

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ok, so I finally got to the sex. sorry it just wouldn\'t seem real if they just jumped to the sex first. it just wouldn\'t make sense considering what I have in store for them. I dunno maybe it still would but call me old fashioned. anyway for the Addicted the the Night fans rest assured that the next chapter contains an answer to what happened to Aidan and Mika. So just sit tight and I\'ll have it up beffore you know it. thanks for reading and please review!



xoxo