Dion could see the gears turning inside of the other man’s head, but he couldn’t understand what he was thinking or why. He wasn’t sure he wanted to. He was tired of thinking for the evening, so when the other man replied in that typical, bad boy way, Dion smirked and leaned into the nearest object, toying with his own hands,” We’ya not exactly close, no. But we’ya still closa’ to my car. So if we head back to the party, ‘ah can grab it, and we can go back to mine? “ his tone questioning as he looked him over, and then, without a word, began to lead the way back. He didn’t know what he was doing, but things seemed to come naturally to him when he was turning his brain off, so it took him almost no time, with decent speed, to lead them back to his black SUV, and let them both in. After which, he popped his keys into the ignition, and was off down the road, hoping the cold AC might liven his brain up a bit more.. but regardless, one hand on the wheel, and the other intentionally toying with Ayden’s pant leg.. He was fairly certain that he could keep himself steady until they made it back to his place..
By car, it took less than five minutes. But by foot, they would have had an awkward thirty minutes of sexual tension until they arrived at the rather swanky, loft apartment/type home that he was currently staying in. The view of which, overlooked the city quite magnificently from his balcony, though currently parked out front, it simply looked expensive and modern. After intentionally swiping his fingertips over the other man’s crotch, Dion lead himself from the car and motioned with a shrug of his shoulder,” Hope you’re okay with dogs, if not I’ll call you an uber and you can wait outside.” he stated rather matter of factly, before walking to the front gate. After unlocking it with a code, he pressed forward, in through his small, well managed garden, up to his front door, where he let himself in with particular key. Once inside, it was more than apparent, if it hadn’t been already, that he was well off.
The moment that Dion set foot in the door, the snort, and high pitched howl of a tiny dog sounded from the center of the house. “ ‘Ah know! ‘Ah know, ah’m so terribly sorry. But they wouldn’t let me bring you to the party. You come with me nearly everywhe’ya else.. Don’t be mad. “ the elder of the pair chuckled as he crouched down to pick up the fully grown, yet terribly small female pug, and kissed at the side of her snorting face,” Ayden, this is Sixteen.. Sixteen, this is Ayden. “ and without another word, he placed her into his arms, and began to take his shoes off at the door, after which, he followed with his socks, and from the closet door, which was ridiculously well organized, he pried open a hamper, where he tossed those socks, and then settled the fancy ankle boots into a compartment, before taking off his blazer, and hanging it up with the rest of his jackets.
With little effort, he took his vest off, and followed it suit with his dress shirt. Beneath, he had a rather lithe form. Years of Testosterone had carved out broad shoulders, and having been relatively flat chested, left him with only the smallest scars beneath where he had previously had surgery. They were almost negligible if one wasn’t paying particular attention, or looking for signs of a trans person. To be fair, his body was riddled with loads of other scars, of various origins, and therefore, it wasn’t hard to completely miss his surgery scars in between. He was lucky. Not many guys in his position could so easily hide.. But aside from that, he was toned. Not ripped, but there were smooth valleys, and firm definition where necessary. Especially near his now exposed pelvic dips. He was, by every right, shaped, like any other guy, at least above the waist. “ M’ah house, m’ah rules.. Clothing, optional. “ Dion stated with ease as he padded away from the door with a soft smirk, and walked into the center of the rather wide open loft apartment. With his shirt and vest over his arm, he called out to the air,” Google, turn on Tron lighting. “ - and from his surround sound a voice replied, ‘ Alright Dion, turning on Tron lighting ‘ - just like that, the blue, and magenta lights he’d had installed around his house to set a rather aesthetic mood, lit up the various high points.
Yes. He was an artist, and therefore, you could criticize his judgement, but you could never say that it didn’t look fantastic, and breath taking.. “ Google, turn on the jets. “ - he gave a secondary command, and tapped the edge of what was now, obviously, with the lighting set up, an indoor swimming pool, in the center of his loft. ‘ Okay Dion, I turned on the jets. ‘ - the female voice replied, as the jets of the pool kicked on. After settling his hip into the side of the structure, he chewed on his bottom lip and stared at the other man,” Care to relieve some tension? “ he grinned, knocking his knuckle into the side of the pool, as he was both joking and extending him an offer to continue where they left off.
Although disappointed at the fact that Dion’s place wasn’t close by and that he’d have to continue to fight the urge to touch the other man again, there was no way in hell Ayden would admit it out loud and simply nodded his head like it wasn’t a big deal to him. He had managed to regain a little control over himself again once he was sure that he hadn’t scared Dion away for good this time and was able to return to his usual calm and collected demeanour that he loved so much. Plus, there was really no need to speak again anyway because words weren’t even needed to get Ayden to follow Dion when he turned around to walk in the direction of the party. The sexual tension between them and the silent promise of permission to touch was enough to pull him along like a lost dog down the same way without so much as a second thought. So, Ayden remained silent for the entire way there, content with the newly discovered fact that words and actions weren’t always needed to build the tension he valued some much when he was with someone he was deeply attracted to.
But unlike the walk to the car, the ride to Dion’s flat wasn’t as easy. The man’s hand teasingly toying with the fabric of Ayden’s jeans, so close to his hard cock, being the main reason. It was quickly making him lose control over the hunger inside of him and made him want to give into the need to touch again, to show the other man what he knew he was doing to Ayden. So, with a silent ‘fuck it’, he did. Gently placing his own hand atop Dion’s, he slowly guided it up his thigh until it reached exactly where he knew they both wanted it to be and made him squeezed the bulge in his pants to give Dion a taste of his own medicine. He resisted the urge to grind into the man’s hand though and bit his tongue barbell to kill the groan that wanted to escape as well because his competitive side wasn’t about to show how good the touch felt. Then, he returned that hand back to its previous position without so much as a glance Dion’s way. Was it cruel? Sure, but there was no way Ayden was going to just sit back and take the teasing without dishing out some of his own.
After that, he stood quiet and kept his hands to himself the rest of the way to Dion’s. But he had been so caught up in watching the buildings and streetlights quickly pass by in a blur that he hadn’t even realised when they arrived at their destination. Another one of those teasing touches on his cock was what broke him out of it though and Ayden quickly gripped that hand again to prevent Dion from escaping so he could lean in to hotly whisper a warning into the man’s ear, “If you keep fucking with me, we’re not gonna make it inside.” And then he exited the car to follow Dion to a fancy looking place that he was sure only the rich and famous could ever own. “Nah, I don’t mind them. Just as long as we’re not…interrupted.” Ayden laughed at the mention of dogs and entered, closing the door behind them before he heard the howl of one. He stepped aside to give the two space and leaned up against the nearest wall with his arms crossed, a smirk on his face as he watched Dion lovingly talk to his dog. It was terribly adorable. But that was until the dog was shoved into his arms after an introduction. “Warn a bloke, why don’t cha? And why the bloody fuck would you name your dog a number? That’s like calling it dee-o-gee,” he remarked as he cradled and pet the animal, chuckling when it licked his jaw afterwards. “Yeah, nice to meet you too, love.”
That was when Dion started to undress in front of him and the ability to form sentences completely eluded Ayden. After waiting for what seemed like ages to know what the other man looked like underneath those clothes after catching only a glimpse of it once they left the party, the opportunity was now finally here. Although Ayden had wanted to do the undressing, to be the one to slowly pull off each piece of clothing as he explored Dion’s body, he wasn’t going to complain. He stood there silently after he had gently put the dog down and then shoved his hands into his jean pockets again as he admired the other man’s body. Slowly, he roamed his hungry gaze over it to drink in every area of skin on display and made no attempt to hide that he was doing so. Maybe Ayden had expected there to be a difference in body type considering that Dion was trans, but other than some scars and the barely noticeable ones in the area where breasts usually were, he was as male as any other boy Ayden had seen and just as beautiful too. Even if there was a difference, it wouldn’t have mattered to Ayden or done anything to ruin the moment they’d both been waiting for. It was close, and he knew it, but there was no need to rush into it either, which is why Ayden still had his own clothes on. “Oh, don’t let me stop you, then. The views pretty nice.” He teased with a playful smirk, and it only grew wider at the change in the room’s ambience.
Ayden couldn’t help but laugh at that. While he’d admit that he thought it was pretty cool that Dion’s place was tech-ed out despite how posh it was, the way the atmosphere was changed had reminded him of that common scene in movies where one character tried to seduce the other with a romantic ambience. It was cute though, and he was flattered that Dion would even do so. “You’re adorable. But if you’re trying to seduce me, you don’t have to, cause you’re enough to get me goin’,” he admitted, the smile still on his face. he wouldn’t turn down that offer to release some tension though. “And sure, but I’ve got a better way in mind. Want me to show you?”
