Painful Solitude Ch.7
#7 of Painful Solitude
(Sorry for the wait. I hope you enjoy this chapter.)
The sun was shining through the open blinds in Zane's room when Alex awoke the next morning. It seemed incredibly bright at first, but once his eyes adjusted, it was pleasant. The tree outside the window didn't have any leaves left on it, the chill of mid-November chasing them away. He smiled, glancing around the room, then turned on his side to look at his boyfriend. But Zane wasn't there. He glanced over at the digital clock on the nightstand. 9:13. Zane should still be there. He didn't have to be at work until ten, and it only took him fifteen minutes to walk there. Alex yawned, sitting up slowly.
"Hey, Sleepyhead," Zane said as he walked into the room.
He was already dressed in his work uniform, simple black pants and a red shirt with the store's logo on the left chest. His fur was wet from the shower and he was toweling it as he walked toward the bed. Alex smiled, kissing his beautiful fox as he sat down. Leon walked by the open doorway, groaning somewhat drowsily and sending a wave their way. Zane stood again, grabbing his rings from the dresser.
"I'm glad that you stayed," he said, hair automatically falling over his right eye. "I guess I was more tired than I thought I was last night. I don't even remember you carrying me in here. The last thing I remember is waking up and telling you to stay. And I'm glad you did."
"Now I get to spend three nights with you," Alex smiled. "Are you still going to stay with me while my mom is gone?"
"Yeah. I'll pack some things now so I can just run inside and grab them after work. And get out of this stupid uniform. I'm only working four hours, so I won't be too long. Will...your mom be mad that I'm there while she's gone?"
"Of course not! Mom loves you! Why would she mind?"
"I don't know....She isn't mad that you..."
Alex raised his eyebrows. "You mean that I'm gay and I'm dating you? No way! She's known about me being gay for years. And trust me, after dating Marcus, you're like a godsend to her."
Zane smiled lightly, sitting on the bed again. "That's good. You're...lucky to have such an understanding parent."
"Z, have you...told your parents yet?"
He sighed, shaking his head slowly. Alex could tell he was bringing up a sensitive subject. "No. My aunt and uncle know, and they're really good about it. But...my parents, they aren't as...open to things like this. That's why they sent me here after the boarding school incident. Well, that's why my mom sent me....My dad hasn't really talk to me since. Even when I talk to my mom on the phone, he doesn't say a word. I actually kind of talked to my mom about it the last time we spoke, but she gave me the 'It's just a phase' speech. And...I know that I said I don't care last time I talked about them but...I guess I just wish they would understand and...still love me."
Zane really looked like he wanted to cry, but he was holding it back. He blinked a few times, stifling a sniffle, then stood up and turned away. Alex's heart stung, and he stood, walking over to Zane and wrapping his arms around him.
"They still love you, Z," he said, his voice soothing. "You're their son. Even if they don't approve of the things you do, that doesn't me they don't love you. Look at me."
Zane turned to face him, seeming embarrassed at losing his calm facade.
"Sometimes it just takes people a while to get used to things they aren't used to. I mean, before my father died, he was the same way. But he accepted it over time. His exact words were, 'Alex, I know that I will never be able to like your sexual preference. But you're my only son, and you could never do anything to make me not love you.'" He paused. "Or something along those lines."
Zane smiled. "You always know just what to say, don't you. Well, we'll see if you opinion changes when you get the chance to meet them someday. If they ever decide to come around." He sighed, glancing at the clock. "I need to get going. I don't want to chance being late. Guess I'll have to pack when I get home."
"You're walking?"
Zane nodded, slipping on a zip-up hoodie. "I always do."
"Well, I'll walk with you!"
"But it's the opposite direction from your house. You'll have to walk all the way back."
"That's okay. I don't have anything else to do."
Zane smiled. "Okay."
"Well there you are!"
Alex glanced into the kitchen as his mother called to him. She stood slowly, watching him as he took off his shoes. Her suitcase was already packed and waiting near the steps. Alex knew that meant she would be leaving soon. Though he never liked to see his mother leave for these infrequent business trips, he was somewhat excited to be alone with Zane for the next two days. Perhaps he should tell his mother that he would be here...
"Sorry, Mom!" he said, hugging her as she met him. "I didn't mean to worry you. We ended up playing really late last night, then Zane fell asleep in the van on the way home, and I took him up to his room, and he just asked me to stay, so I said yes, and I didn't want to call and wake you up."
She laughed as her son rambled on. "Well, it's okay. As long as you are okay. Besides, I thought I heard some yelling that woke me up coming from all the way down there. I figured it was Marcus' brother...Oh, what's his name again?"
"Roger. Mom...while you're gone, I'm going to have Zane over. Is that okay?"
"Of course! He's welcome here anytime. As long as he's with you, he's a part of the family. You make sure he knows that, okay?" She gave him another hug and kissed his cheek. "I have to leave now. I wasn't going anywhere until I knew you were safe. If you need me, you call my cell, no matter what time it is. Oh, and Alex."
He looked at her. "Yeah?"
"I won't be here, so I can't stop you from...doing anything, so...don't get too wild, okay?"
He blushed, catching her meaning. "Mom! W-we'll be fine. Don't worry about us!"
"I know you will."
After his mother had gone, Alex had taken a quick shower and cleaned up the house a bit. Mitchell had stopped by around noon to unload the instruments, which they did on their own, then left to go back to college. Zane was done with work at two o'clock, so Alex guessed he arrive around three. But four o'clock rolled around, then five, and still no sign of Zane. He was starting to worry. Had something happened to him on his way home? Did someone kidnap him? Or had he just lost his interest in being with Alex and decided to stand him up?
Just as the final thought crossed his mind, the doorbell rang. Alex rushed to the door, unlocked it (he never left it unlocked when his mother wasn't home), and pulled it open. Zane was standing there, a backpack strapped on his back, and a dismal expression on his face. Alex knew something was wrong. He pulled Zane inside and relocked the doors, then waited for the red-furred teen to speak. But he didn't.
"Z? What happened?"
Zane took his shoes and backpack off, then looked at Alex. "Bad day, I guess. They were training me for counter today since I already know the pizza routines. And I had a whole bunch of mean customers. Then I came home and my mom called. She told me that they're coming to town around Christmas."
"Well, that's not all bad."
"...I told her, Ax. I told her everything. I told her that I'm gay, and that no matter what she says, or what Dad says, it's not going to change. And I told her...about you. She told Dad, and he did a little bit of yelling in the background. He might not come with her. But I don't care about that."
"...Then, what is it, Z?"
He sighed. "She wants to meet you."
"Well, that's not all bad, either!"
"Yes, it is! I know what she's going to do. She's going to try to drive you away from me. She will harass you, talk down to you, lie about me, and maybe even try to bribe you. Anything, just to get you to stay away from me so that I might date a girl. Then, if she wants to, she will drag me along with her when she goes back. I'm not eighteen yet, Alex. I won't have a choice."
Alex suddenly felt worried. "But...but your aunt and uncle are your legal guardians, right?"
"By choice, yes, not by a court ruling...." Zane paced in a few circles, running a paw through his hair. "If she tries that, I might run away. I couldn't bear for her to steal me away from here...away from you."
The wolf smiled gently, wrapping his arms around Zane to stop his pacing. "It's okay, Z. We'll figure out something if that happens. Don't worry."
Zane reached his arms around him, leaning his head on Alex's chest. "Alex..."
"Yeah?"
"...I love you."
Alex smiled. It was the first time he said that. "I love you, too, Z."
They stood in silence for a few moments, simply wrapped in each other's embrace. Zane was shaking slightly, and Alex could tell that he was more upset about the situation them he seemed. He stroked his back, then squeezed the shorter teen even tighter. Zane seemed to find this relaxing, his shaking subsiding. Once he had regained his composure again, he looked up at Alex, still in his arms.
Then, he leaned up, planting a kiss firmly on Alex's lips. Though Alex was somewhat surprised at the change in mood, he kissed back. Zane's fingers were clutching hard into Alex's back as the kisses became deeper, full of passion. Within a few minutes, they were leaning against the front door for support, Alex holding his partner firmly between himself and the door. He knew his mother would frown upon this, telling him to take it upstairs as he heard her voice in his head. Still, he didn't want to make Zane feel uncomfortable, and decided to see how it played out.
But Zane was making it difficult for Alex to contain himself. The feeling of Zane's paw beneath the back of his shirt, nearly clawing at his skin while the other hand drove through his hair, it was driving him mad! His own hands were creeping under Zane's shirts, and he kept himself from just ripping both his over and undershirts off right there in the hallway. For his own sanity, Alex thought about breaking the kiss and trying to think of some kind of excuse to make the teasing stop. After all, Zane hadn't had sex before, and Alex wasn't about to initiate it. He was still somewhat disappointed when Zane broke this kiss. But he was even more surprised by what his slate-haired boyfriend said.
"Take me..."
There was no mistaking what he meant. Alex was silent. He wasn't going to object, but he wanted to leave enough time for Zane to think about what he'd just said. If he wasn't sure he wanted to do this, Alex wanted him to have time to change his mind. After a few minutes of not speaking, Alex simply took the smaller teen's paw, slowly leading him upstairs and into his bedroom and closing the door.
Zane glanced at him, eyes darting around nervously. He didn't speak, and Alex wondered if maybe he even remembered what he had said. After another few moments, Zane stepped forward again, locking them in another passionate kiss, assuring Alex he hadn't forgotten, or changed his mind. In fact, it was Zane who started to remove Alex's clothes before he had a chance to object. Alex responded likewise, peeling off layers of clothing in turns. Physically, it was clear that they were both ready, but as Alex eased his soon-to-be lover onto the bed, he could feel Zane shaking.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, seeing Zane's eyes still darting around.
Zane gave a quick nod, then blinked a few times. "Yes..."
"...Are you sure? If not, I won't-"
"Alex....Please."
Alex gave a soft smile. He reached over and opened the drawer to his nightstand, digging until he found what he was searching for. He knew he would be glad he saved the lubricant he'd bought what seemed like so long ago. Zane was letting Alex take charge, as he was somewhat clueless with what to do. He waited in silence as Alex readied himself, then positioned his body above Zane's. Then, as gently as he could, Alex eased himself inside.
Almost instantly, Zane cried out in pain. Alex was going to just stop before he could hurt him more, but Zane looked at him, expectantly. He thrust in a few more times, and Zane whimpered a little. But he never said stop. Before long, he was adjusting, and his sounds changing to small moans of pleasure. Alex pounded into him, enjoying the feeling of Zane's fingers clutching the skin of his back. He couldn't stop now, not with his lover moaning and whispering his name this way. It was and amazing feeling, making love with the one he always thought unattainable. Though he was probably being a little rougher than he should have been, and the bed was squeaking rather loudly. But Zane wasn't complaining, and if he was enjoying it, then so was Alex. They were completely in sync. In fact, they were so in sync that they climaxed at the same time. At the same moment he released inside Zane, he felt the warm liquid from his lover on his stomach.
After wiping himself off with a towel in his laundry basket, Alex lied next to his lover. They were both heaving heavy breaths, filling their lungs with the much-needed oxygen. Zane was curled under Alex's arm, his own arm over Alex's chest. Zane looked up at Alex, the hair falling over his right eye again.
"What is it?" Alex asked when his lover didn't speak.
Zane smiled. "Nothing. I guess I was wrong. Today turned out to be a pretty good day. I hope the rest of the day will be just as fun..."
Alex paused, then looked at the fox when he didn't speak again. "Why are you quiet?"
"I'm not quiet. I'm thinking."
"What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking that the next two days are going to be quite enjoyable."
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Sorry about the long wait. I've been very preoccupied with the problem called life. :(
I hope this chapter is okay, feedback is greatly appreciated! ^_^
(Also i'm sorry about the rather sucky sex scene. I had no idea what I was doing. Hopefully I'll do better next time. Any suggestions?)