Riley stayed perfectly still after coming down, his head swimming as he quickly replayed the night’s events in his mind. He couldn’t quite believe what just happened even though the evidence of it all was staring him in the face. Without putting much thought to it, Riley had just exposed something very telling about himself without even saying the words. The fear of what was to come next began to trickle in, ruining the high he was experiencing. Zane’s hand on his legs should have felt amazing but now it was making him feel trapped in his own skin. Riley did his best to stifle that feeling as Zane redressed him. It was a small comfort not be quite as exposed just then but Riley still felt vulnerable. He was the one to initiate this and he didn’t want to regret it. “No one’s ever…,” he trailed off bashfully. Riley stiffened a bit as Zane’s hand made contact, his chest rising and falling heavily as his mind buzzed. He was relieved to hear that they didn’t have to make sense of this because Riley wasn’t even sure where he stood himself. He wanted to believe he was straight so badly but tonight made it glaringly obvious that he wasn’t. “We don’t have to,” he agreed, nodding along to that plan. Riley swallowed the lump in his throat and turned his head to face Zane. All his anxiety seemed to fade a bit as he searched the boy’s eyes. Tentatively he touched Zane’s face, skimming his fingertips down his cheek and smiling to himself. He placed a soft kiss on Zane’s lips, lingering for a moment before pulling away. “This is different,” he said. “Not bad just…new.”
Zane couldn’t be sure what this said about Riley, if anything. This was university and because of that, he knew better than to make assumptions about the boy’s sexuality. There were a lot of unspoken things going on that Zane didn’t want to touch right now, still resting blissfully in his own drunken state. When he felt Riley tense under his fingertips, Zane withdrew his hand to make sure he wasn’t overstepping any boundaries. They might have done something intimate two seconds ago, but that consent could be withdrawn at any moment. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt Riley in any sense. His admission a second later took Zane aback. Looking at Riley, he couldn’t help assuming that plenty of girls would have been interested in going down on him -- doing even more than that, truthfully. “So I was the first?” he asked, smiling softly at him. “I feel honored that you let me. I liked it a lot, you’re a beautiful guy. Inside just as much as outside.” A rush of heat worked up his body when Riley turned towards him, and it only traveled further up into his cheeks when the other boy touched his skin. It almost felt romantic, most definitely more tender than Owen had been with him in quite some time. The feeling made Zane far less guilty even if he knew that sensation would be short lived, inevitably gone by the morning. But right now, Riley was making him thoroughly happy. Kissing him back, Zane nodded at his words, tipping forward to brush his nose against Riley’s. “I like being something new for you.”








