Let the Music Move You

Disclaimer: This chapter was edited by Savaial, to whom I owe a debt of gratitude for amazing work!

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Daren followed Tobias as he headed to the bathroom. He waited a few moments, planning on letting the man finish his business before Daren coerced him into their usual post-studio activities. After a little semi-public sex, Tobias was sure to forgive his little slip up.

Daren hadn’t expected the loud moan that came pouring out from behind the door. He attempted to push the door open, eager to find out if his lover starting without him, but found it locked. His blood pressure went through the fucking roof.

For a few moments he just stood there. No more sound came from the behind the door. He’d imagined it completely. Tobias wouldn’t actually break up with him. Would he? Tobias just locked the door out of habit, right?

Five minutes passed.

Every single second chipped away at the delusions Daren clung to the second the door refused to open. He looked down at his wristwatch. Fuck. It had been the longest minute of his life. Sitting at the end of the hall, Daren continued to stare at the cove that led to the bathroom. Any minute now Tobias would come out.

Fifteen minutes later, Tobias did leave the bathroom. There were no telltale signs of anything sexual. Daren smirked. Of course, Tobias hadn’t had sex in their bathroom. It was stupid of him to even consider it.

A blond jock walked out of the bathroom.

Daren’s jaw hit the floor.

. . .

Tobias smiled as the phone rang. Poor sunshine wouldn’t know what hit him. Bryan hadn’t called him in the four days since their last meeting in the bathroom. That would change.

“Hello.”

“Hey-ya, Sunshine.”

“I can’t talk right now.” The noise in the background increased and then suddenly muted.

“Don’t be like that.”

“I’m in the locker room right now.”

“Are you trying to get me all hot and bothered?” Tobias chuckled at the thought of Sunshine blushing at his comment.

“I’ll call you later.”

“Don’t bother. Come over tonight.”

“I can’t. I have practice until 8.”

“So come after that and we’ll catch dinner somewhere.”

“I really have to go.”

“I’ll just keep calling you until you agree.”Tobias teased.

Silence.

“Come on, baby. It’s just dinner…” His voice was playful still.

.Silence.

“Please… I really want to see you again.” Completely serious, Tobias frowned at the long pause on the other end of the phone.

“Fine.”

“Great. 792 Cherry.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.”

Tobias grinned. Oh what a wonderful night it would be.

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Darren could have killed he was so angry. Remembering only brought that fury boiling back into full force. He pushed that away, replacing a scowl with a smirk on his face. This was an easy fix. No little blond boy could compare to his seduction, especially when it came to pleasing Tobias.

The car door made an echoing slam that seemed so much louder in the dark of night. He rang the bell, tentative for a moment, given his recent fist-fight with Janis and the almost permanent presence of her pansy boyfriend, Scott. Both were always complete douches to him, with recent events being no great exception. He sighed, one hand on his hip as he rang the bell.

The door swung open quickly. The look on Tobias’s face changed from annoyance to pissed-off in no time flat.

“Shut the damn door in his face.” Janis’s voice came from the living room as she passed by the door, flipping Daren off as she went.

“You’re obviously not welcome here, Daren. What the hell were you thinking showing up here again?” Tobias scolded while leaning against the door frame.

“Come on, don’t be like that. Me and Janis fight all the time, I didn’t mean anything by it.”

“You called the cops.”

“I was drunk. I dropped the charges and everything. I didn’t mean to take it that far. You know I can be a complete idiot when I’m wasted.”

“Whatever.”

“You said you liked how fiery I am.” Daren pouted and leaned his body up against the taller man.

Tobias stepped back, one hand on the door ready to slam it.

“Slam that door and the world finds out about blondie.” Daren hadn’t wanted to use the ace in his pocket yet, but he wasn’t about to be ousted by some little golden-boy twink, either.

“Daren shut the hell up and get lost.” Tobias’s face lost all signs of amusement and became cold.

“I’m serious, Tobias. You want your little jocky-poo to stay out of the headlines and a huge-ass scandal that‘s sure to rock his po-dunk world, then you better not shut that door in my face.” Daren took a nonchalant stance and examined Tobias. He couldn’t see that the other man was stressed, than again Tobias very rarely showed him any emotion what so ever. It was always a blank face and a cold smile, maybe even a smirk now and then.

“Get the hell out of here.” Tobias’s voice was as cold as always.

“What?”

“Did you honestly think that’s going to work? You think you can threaten someone you think is important to me and that’s what’s gonna get me back in your bed. I told you once before. Anything Kit has had his filthy hands on, I don’t even want to think about touching.”

“I didn’t mean to.”

“You fucked him over my living room couch. What part of that was not purposeful?”

“I did it because-.”

“You did it because you thought you could do anything to me and I wouldn’t give a shit. I let you play around with whoever you wanted because that’s how our relationship had to be, according to you, and then you had to go a step further. You fucked Kit. Well now you can have him and everyone else, because I don’t want you.”

“Tobias. Come on. That’s not fair.”

“Get off my porch.” Tobias slammed the door in a stunned Daren’s face.

Daren hadn’t anticipated things going well. He wasn’t expecting a welcome home or anything, but this result hadn’t been even in the realm of possibilities.

Someone slammed a car door and Darren nearly jumped out of his skin.

The blond annoyance himself.

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Bryan rubbed his hair with a towel.

“Yo, Bry! You up for Dorian’s tonight?” Jay threw over a shoulder as he buckled his pants. First string usually went out to Dorian’s for pizza and beer after practices on Friday when they didn’t have games.

“Nah, I’m meeting up with someone.”

“Hot date?” Jay was suddenly over the bench between the two rows of lockers.

Bryan blushed. “Not really.”

“Ah little Bry’s got himself Friday night fuck.” Jay announced to the room and got some cheers back as he draped one arm over Bryan’s shoulder. He turned back to Bryan a big grin on his face. “Good thing, cause we were starting to wonder how our boy was coping with blue balls.”

The locker room broke out into laughter.

“Yeah, well, we all can’t stick our dick into every hole around. One of us has to be herpes-free.” Bryan shot back.

“Oh shit. Ouch.” Jay pretended to limp back to his locker amidst the comments and laughter of the team.

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The air was chilly but not too much so. It was almost 9 by the time he left for Tobias’s place. The energy he’d built up from practice was fading into slight nervousness as he approached Cherry Street. He pulled up behind a silver Honda and slammed the door, determined to be as calm and nonchalant as possible, given that both times he actually encountered Tobias he’d been fucked brainless.

A skinny brunette was standing on the porch and for a moment he thought it was a girl.

“Hey.”

“I wouldn’t get too comfortable hanging around here, if I were you.” The guy, now notably a guy, pushed past him and stomped down the stairs.

Who the hell was that?

He rang the bell once and waited… nothing.

He rang a second time.

“GO THE FUCK AWAY!” Janis yanked the door open and her look of rage immediately turned to a radiant smile “VIRGIE!”

“Hey.” Bryan nodded attempting not to blush at the ever so incorrect nickname.

“Tobias, your boy-toy has arrived.” Janis yelled over her shoulder and then turned back to him, pulling him by the wrist into the living room.

The drummer from the other night was sitting on the couch with a remote control in his hands, flipping through channels. “Don’t scare the poor boy. I’m sure Tobias does that enough without your help.”

“Ah, leave me alone. I just want to play with him while he’s still cute and cuddly, before Tobias breaks him.” Janis dragged Bryan to the circle of mismatched couches that surrounded a small television. The table in the middle of this whole arrangement was covered in ash trays and beer cans.

“Don’t mind Janis’s mess. She’s a slob.” Scott motioned around the room.

“Be nice or no sex.”

“Hey, I think you’d have a bigger problem with that than I would.”

“Shut-up”

“Quickly, let’s escape before they go all hot and heavy on us.”

Bryan jumped as Tobias’s voice came from over one of his shoulders.

Tobias led him through a doorway on the far left and into the small kitchen therein. He grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and leaned over the center island.

Bryan traced the tile pattern with his fingers. Not quite sure what to do next.

“So what are you in the mood for?” Tobias asked. “We could grab something, like Italian or Chinese food. I know a couple of pizza places that are pretty good around here too.”

Bryan shrugged, not particularly attracted by any of the options. The suggestion of pizza had made him a bit wary of running into the guys. He wasn’t in the closet exactly, but he didn’t go waving his sexuality in anyone’s face, especially when it came to the team. He grew up in and lived in a conservative little Christian town and he knew better than to tempt fate.

“If you want we can just order something in and watch some movies or something.” Tobias’s eyes had that mischievous twinkle in them and this time Bryan’s stomach did little anticipatory flips over that look.

Bryan nodded. “That sounds good. I’m a little wiped after drills and everything.” A complete and total lie but he couldn’t quite bring himself to admit that he was nervous about what Tobias would do in public. At least in private he didn’t have to worry about anyone other than Tobias holding his reactions over his head.

“Cool.” Tobias smirked and grabbed a stack of pamphlets from one of the small drawers on the island and tossed it on the table. “You pick. I don’t really care.”

Bryan leafed through the barrage of menus. He chose A Little Dash of Thai. It was a great little restaurant that he’d been to a few times, and he utterly loved the food. “Thai sounds good.”

“Cool.” Tobias rounded the island and read over Bryan’s shoulder. His breath in Bryan’s ear made it difficult from Bryan to really concentrate on anything. “I think I’m going to get the Green curry noodles.”

Bryan shivered a little as Tobias moved closer to him, resting one arm on his hip. “Coconut Shrimp with Pad Thai for me.”

The heat of Tobias on his back disappeared quickly, and he could hear the other man place the order.

“Up we go, then.” Tobias motioned toward Bryan to follow up the side stairs to the second floor. There were two doors leading in opposite directions and one at the top of the stairs. , Tobias led him through the door on the left.

The room was a lot cleaner than expected. The bed was basically a pile of black sheets and black clothing. The walls and ceiling were completely covered in posters of bands, mostly in black with occasional blue, purple or red streaks thrown in. The brightest colors in the room were the neon colored flyers that were randomly strewn about the room amidst the posters. Even with the light on, the room seemed drenched in shadow.

Tobias flopped down on the bed, watching Bryan with an amused smirk on his face. The blond football player was so obviously out of his element that it made Tobias want to laugh. “You like the collage?” Tobias motioned to the walls.

“It’s interesting.”

“You’re totally freaked aren’t you?” Tobias leaned up on his elbows studying the look on Bryan’s face.

“Not really. It’s just different than what I’m used to.” Bryan shrugged and examined the posters a little more closely. There were some bands he noticed, Opiate for the Masses and Tool, but most were a mystery, Razed in Black, Droid, Deadsy, and Flyleaf.

“Don’t worry; I won’t eat you up completely.” Tobias’s breath was once again cresting across his neck as the dark man wrapped his arms around Bryan’s waist. “I have to leave some of the golden boy for all the little preppy bimbos to fall all over.”

Bryan rolled his eyes. “I’m sure that’s exactly what you were planning.”

“Nope. You want to know what I’m planning?”

Bryan shivered. Long fingernails were crawling like tiny erotic spiders under his shirt.

“I’m planning on nibbling at you bit by bit, tasting every inch of you.” Tobias demonstrated by nipping at the exposed nape of Bryan’s neck.

Bryan’s head rolled forward to accommodate.

“I’m going to fuck you so long and hard,” Tobias emphasized long and hard with a thrust from his hips, “that you aren’t going to be able to get all of me out of you… Ever. Sooner or later you’ll crave me like a drug. Then, Sunshine,” Bryan shivered as Tobias’s tongue traced the edge of his ear. “you’ll be all mine.”

Bryan let out a low moan as Tobias sunk teeth into his shoulder. He did it not too hard, but just hard enough that heat began to course through Bryan’s veins.

Tobias was short circuiting his brain.

Those kisses sent a blush across his tan skin like a wildfire on dry grass. Words he should have found disturbing were, in fact, the greatest turn-on he had ever experienced. His hard and ready cock spread a dark wet spot in the front of his boxer briefs.

“How does that sound, Sunshine?”

Bryan answered with a moan. His back arched against Tobias, and one hand immediately moved to the other man’s hair as the other gripped Tobias’s thigh in an attempt to drag their bodies closer together.

“So fucking beautiful.”

Those darkly painted nails began to crawl their way up Bryan’s chest and down beneath the edge of his jeans. Bryan shivered as they caressed over the line of his sternum.

Tobias backed the pair up until he sat on the edge of the bed. Bryan perched on his thighs, legs spread elegantly on either side. The arch of his back pressed his ass further against Tobias’s body. He threw both hands over his shoulders, clasping them behind the dark man’s head.

In the reflection on the television, Tobias clearly saw how delectable the body in his lap was from every angle.

“Stroke yourself.” Tobias’s lips grazed Bryan’s ear and he predatorily stared at the television to watch Bryan’s response.

“Nnnh… “ Bryan humped up into the hand that skimmed the bulge in his jeans, desperately trying to find some friction.

“Come on, baby. I want to watch you please yourself.”

Bryan shook his head, still fighting the suggestion that was sounding more and more appealing with every swipe of Tobias’s fingers.

“Please. I just want to watch you a little.” Tobias entwined his fingers with one of the hands in his hair, bringing them slowly down Bryan’s body. “I just want you to play a little.” Tobias’s mesmerizing voice filled his ears.

Tobias used Bryan’s fingers to pinch one of Bryan’s hard nipples. Bryan gasped, his eyes shooting open and staring at the ceiling.

Tobias removed his left hand, and began to slide it down toward his crotch at a frightening pace.

Bryan moaned as he finally got the friction he wanted so badly.

“Come on, honey. Just a little? Show me how you want to be touched.”

Tobias hypnotized Bryan. There was nothing more arousing than the strange sensation that he was touching himself at the same time that Tobias did. Whereas Tobias’s hands had originally moved his own, he took over the movements, his fingers growing bolder. He gave into that sinful seduction.

There was silence in the room. Tobias’s hot breath in his ear played softly against the pained moans and whimpers that were spilling lightly from his lips.

BANG BANG BANG

Bryan nearly jumped out of Tobias’s lap, his entire body going rigid at once.

“THE DAMN DOORBELLS BEEN RINGING FOR TEN! I’M NOT PAYING FOR YOUR TAKEOUT!” Janice yelled from behind the door and the footsteps drifted away.

“Shit.” Tobias laughed as he stood up. Bryan looked positively corrupted, his face a beat red as he adjusted his clothing and his annoyingly uncompromising erection.

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