"I think this went well," Adrian said and Ezra looked down at him a smiled, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's waist.

It had gone well. Better than well. It was fantastic. Not only did Adrian like his parents, but his parents liked Adrian. It was better than Ezra could have ever imagined. "It did," he agreed, leaning forward and kissing the corner of Adrian's mouth. It was a quick kiss, since there were standing in front of the restaurant and Ezra's parents could pull up with the car at any second, but Adrian giggled anyways and fisted his hand in Ezra's shirt, pulling him forward for another kiss, this one a bit longer, but still far too short.

"I love you," Adrian whispered and Ezra closed his eyes and groaned, pressing his forehead against the youngers.

"I don't think I'll ever get tired of hearing you say that," Ezra said and Adrian giggled once more.

"Good, becuase I don't think I'll ever stop saying it". Ezra's eyes opened, peering into the boy's light brown eyes.

"Forever?" Ezra asked, sounding hopeful but feeling rather scared that the younger would immediately take back what he had said.

But Adrian didn't. Instead he grinned gorgeously and whispered in return, "forever".

Ezra kissed him then, not caring if they got interrupted by his parents, but sadly, they weren't that lucky.

"Well well well," a sickening voice interrupted. Ezra placed it immediately, recalling the boy whispering in his ear the week before, and he pulled away from Adrian, protectively pushing the boy behind him while reaching back to lace their fingers together. "I was hoping I'd run into you soon, Ezra Drake. Wanted you to know I was considering pressing charges against you for breaking my nose".

Ezra's eyes raked over Caleb's face and he couldn't help but to grin at his bruised nose. Good. If Adrian had to look at his bruised face in the mirror everyday, so could he. "If you do that I'll tell them that you were going to rape me," Adrian said softly and Ezra glanced at him to see the boy looking at his feet.

"But I didn't".

"You did enough," Adrian mumbled and Ezra squeezed his fingers reassuringly. Caleb looked annoyed.

"It's not rape if a boy, looking to have sex with anyone, spends the entire night flirting with me and willingly gets into my vehicle and comes into my hom-"

"It becomes rape the second I tell you to stop," Adrian shot back, sounding more confident than he had moments before, but Caleb was no longer looking at Adrian. Instead he smirked as he watched Ezra's face.

"Didn't know about that part, did you?" he taunted and Ezra dropped his eyes. "How does it feel to know that just two weeks ago your boyfriend was out dressed like a slut and practically begging people to fuck him". Ezra swallowed and clenched his jaw. Even though him and Adrian had been split at the time, and Adrian had every right to have sex with whoever he wanted to, it still stung that Adrian was going to have sex with someone who wasn't him.

" Ezra, I-" Adrian began but Ezra turned to him and cupped his face. Adrian's teeth were biting at his lower lip and he looked apologetic and bit like he might cry.

"Hey," Ezra said, smiling reassuringly at him. "If I were you, I would've wanted to go out and forget me too".

"You're-" Adrian's voice cracked and he cleared it. "You're not mad at me?"

"Oh no, baby. Of course not". Adrian smiled, raising a hand and pressing it against Ezra's.

"Why are you so perfect?" Adrian asked, his eyes crinkling as his smile widened and Ezra leaned forwards to brush his lips against his, trying to ignore the fact that Caleb was right behind them.

It could not be ignored as the boy started talking again. "It doesn't bother you, Ezra? Kissing someone that I've kissed before. Touching someone that I've touched?" Ezra pulled back from Adrian's mouth and closed his eyes, breathing deeply. Adrian's hand pressed against his face.

"Baby?"

"Just picture it, Ezra. His legs around my waist grinding against me. Think about that. Do you know how easy it was for me to get him there? Too easy, Ezra. Think about that. Think about how much of a slut your bo-"

And the next thing he knew, Caleb was on the ground crying as he clutched his nose again and Ezra was shaking out his hand and mutter, "mother fucker that fucking hurt". His knuckles burned from when they had connected with Caleb's face, but he didn't regret doing it. No one called Adrian a slut and got away with it.

Ezra turned to the boy who he had just defended and grimaced at him. "I'm sorry that you keep having to see me like this," he said, but Adrian was just staring at him with an unreadable expression on his face. "Adri? Are you okay?"

Adrian moved towards him, throwing his arms around Ezra's neck and muttering, "I am so turned on right now," before planting his open mouth on his. Ezra returned the kiss with equal passion, his hands gripping Adrian's waist tightly as his tongue explored the other's mouth.

He didn't care that they were in public or that there was a boy on the ground behind him sobbing, all he cared about was this boy infront of him who was moaning into his mouth. "From now on," Ezra mumbled against his lips, "you can only be a slut for me". Adrian gasped and Ezra quickly flicked his tongue into the other's mouth.

"I need you to fuck me, now," Adrian begged and Ezra groaned, just about ready to drop his pants there on the sidewalk and take him.

To his disappointed (but probably for the best) they were interrupted by a car horn and Ezra pulled back to his his parents car. His mother rolled down the window and called to them, "keep it pg!" and then, "Is that boy okay?"

Adrian laughed and grabbed Ezra's hand, pulling him towards the car, ignoring the crying boy on the pavement. Before he pulled open the door he pressed up onto his toes and whispered sexily in his ear, "my parents won't be home until later tonight". Ezra couldn't help the moan that left his mouth as Adrian licked the shell of his ear teasingly before pushing him back and climbing in the car.

***

"We have the house to yourselves," Adrian said, panting as Ezra's lips assaulted the back of his neck, "any interesting places you want to have sex?"

Ezra laughed, his arms circling the boy's waist so he could rub the boys erection, drawing a moan from Adrian's lips.

They were still standing in the doorway, with Adrian's back pressed against Ezra's chest, and Ezra began nudging him forwards, keeping them in this position.

"Here," Ezra said, stopping when the front of Adrian's thighs hit the arm of the couch and he bent him over it. "Like this".

Adrian whined loudly. "This isn't comfortable," he complained, and Ezra grinned, reaching under him and unbuttoning his skinny jeans before pulling then down his legs and chuckling at his boyfriend's lack of boxers.

"Trust me," Ezra said, running his hands over Adrian's flawless body, "soon you won't care".

This was proven true minutes later as Adrian squirmed against the arm of the couch, trying to get some sort of friction as Ezra worked him with his tongue, pressing it as far as he could into the smaller. "Ezra," Adria cried, pressing his hips back against his face and sobbing when Ezra pulled back, raising his hand to softly rub his thumb over Adrian's entrance and watching in amazement as the boys entire body twitched. "Just fuck me".

Ezra had forgotten about how much Adrian enjoyed to jump in with little to no preparation and growled at the boy's eagerness, rising to his full height and unzipping his jeans. Adrian went crazy at the sound, moaning and wiggling his hips against the couch. "Now." Adrian demanded, pushing his ass back against Ezra's erection, whining when he felt the barrier of Ezra's boxers between them, interfering with their skin to skin contact.

Ezra took care of that easily, pushing them down his legs swiftly before pressing the tip of his cock against Adrian's hole, twitching with anticipation.

He wanted to take this slow, to make the boy beg, but all plans of that went out of the window as Adrian pushed his hips back against him, evolving half of his cock in a warmth that had his mouth dropping open and his hips thrusting forwards until he was completely inside of the other. "Fuck, Adri," he moaned, running a hand up this boyfriends tense back. "Try to... fuck, try to relax, baby".

"Just... fuck, Ezra. You're so big. Just move already".

"Are you sure?" Ezra asked, but he was already moving, pulling back and slamming back inside of his boyfriend, "Oh fuck".

"Yeah, hi," Adrian said, panting, "Can you like, aim somewhere to make this a little less painful?"

Ezra laughed at him and pulled out, adjusting his hips and sinking back into the boy, hitting his prostate dead on. Adrian bucked against the couch, screaming as he pressed his face into the cushion. Ezra repeated the action, over and over, ignoring the boy's cries of harder and faster, and remaining at his same pace, fast enough to make Adrian a screaming mess but slow enough that the boy couldn't cum.

"Ezra, Ezra, please," the younger begged and Ezra grinned, ignoring the sweat that ran down his brow. If they had done this two weeks ago, Ezra would have been able to continue on like this for quite some time, but it wasn't, and he hadn't exercised since he quit the soccer team and it had wreaked havoc on his stamina.

"What do you want?" he panted and Adrian moaned loudly.

"Please, Ezra, please," He cried and Ezra bent forward, pressing a kiss against the back of Adrian's shirt before sliding his fingers under the fabric.

"Use your words".

"Let me cum," Adri pleaded and Ezra grinned, pulling completely out of the boy and leaving his withering body bent over the couch. Ezra dropped down onto the chair, and when Adrian looked at him he gestured to him with a finger.

Understanding immediately, Adrian kicked his jeans, which had pooled around his ankles, off and climbed onto of Ezra, straddling him and immediately sinking down onto his cock.

"And you thought I wasn't going to make you work for it," Ezra mumbled against his boyfriend's sweaty collarbone before ducking his head and bitting his nippe through the cloth of his shirt.

Adrian's back arched but he ignored the other's words as he rapidly moved on top of him, alternating between raising himself up and dropping back down onto his cock, and grinding against it. After only a few minutes of this, Ezra was gripping Adrian's hips, pulling the boy down onto his as his head tilted back and his lips parted. He started to warn the other, "I'm about t-" but the feeling of Adrian suddenly shaking around his dick, and the sounds the other was making as his climax hit him lead to Ezra's own orgasm.

They stayed in that chair as they calmed down, Ezra still deep inside of Adrian and Adrian still straddling his lap. The only sound between them was their labored breathing, and then after a while, the soft sounds of a sleeping Adrian. Ezra grinned, lifting the boy while being careful not to wake him and carrying him to his bedroom, where he carefully laid him on his bed. He quickly went back to the living room, gathering their clothes and pulling his boxers on before returning back to Adri's room and sliding under the covers alongside of him. "I love you," he whispered to the sleeping boy, pressing a kiss against his temple.

Ezra watched him sleep for a while, brushing his fingers over the beautiful curves of Adrian's face, stopping at his warm lips for a moment before grinning and rolling out of bed slowly, careful to not wake the other.

Picking up his jeans from where he left them on his floor, he beg searching the pockets for his phone.

And of course that's when Adrian woke up. "Are you leaving?" The younger boy asked and Ezra turned quickly, smiling softly at the adorable little one. Adrian's brown hair was in a matted mess on top of his head and his eyes were droopy.

"No, baby," Ezra said, pulling his phone out of his pocket and dropping his pants back onto the floor. "I was going to take a picture of you looking adorable when you were sleeping".

Adrian smiled then, giggling softly and Ezra once again joined him on the bed. "Can we still take a picture?" Adrian asked, cuddling into his side.

"Of course," Ezra said, pressing the home button on his phone and then frowning when it did nothing. Adrian giggled cutely. "We can take a picture later. Where do you keep your charger, hun?"

Ezra rolled over in bed, slipping his hand over the side and searching the wall for the outlet, which was empty. "It should be in the drawer," Adrian mumbled and Ezra reached up to the boys night stand, pulling open the door and then freezing at what he saw inside. Adrian must have felt his body tense because suddenly he was hugging him from behind and kissing his bare shoulder. "What is it, Ez?"

Ezra grabbed the pack of cigarettes, clearing his throat and rolling onto his back so Adrian could see the object in his hand. "Oh," the sophomore said softly, reaching his hand out but Ezra shook his head.

"You're smoking? I thought you said you stopped all together," Ezra said, wondering if the boy had lied to him.

Adrian cleared his throat. "I did stop," he nodded, his eyes glassed over as he looked carton. "They're left over".

"Can I get rid of them?" Ezra asked, just now turning to look at his boyfriend. Adrian swallowed loudly and nodded his head at him. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Adrian said softly, looking up at Ezra and smiling. "I don't need them anymore". Adrian pressed his face into Ezra's chest.

It was obvious what the other was thinking and Ezra gently stroked the boy's hair. "You're never going to need them again," he assured, though he could have just as easily said I'm never going to leave you. Humming contently, Adrian pulled the blankets back over the two of them.

Ezra wanted to say more, to tell the boy that he loved him yet again, and maybe talk about their future together, but before he could say another word the small body lying upon his chest relaxed complete as his beautiful boy fell asleep.

***

It seemed to be the day of interruptions. His kiss with Adrian had been interrupted at home by his mother, and then their kiss at the restaurant had been interrupted first by Caleb, and then once again, by his mother, and now Ezra's time watching Adrian sleep was interrupted by the boy's mother, who watched him with wide eyes, eyeing his shirtless form and then the pile of cloths on the bedroom floor.

"Can I talk to you in a minute?" Ezra asked, and Adrian's mother slowly nodded, looking at her son asleep in Ezra's arms one last time before exiting the room.

Ezra was careful as he removed the sleeping boy off of his chest, wanting to let him sleep for a little longer and not worry about the conversation Ezra was about to have with his mother. To be respectful, and to avoid awkwardness, Ezra pulled on his jeans and put his shirt back on before leaving the room.

Adrian's mother was waiting for him in the hall. "I don't want you seeing my son," was the first thing that left her lips and Ezra simply shook his head.

"That's nice, but I really don't care what you want". Her face was blank as she processed this information, and then she simply nodded as if she accepted it. "We've already been through so much already. There's no way that we're going to break up just because you don't want me to see him".

She was biting her lip, nearly drawing blood and then she glanced over her shoulder before looking back at him and speaking under her breath. "Please take care of him," she whispered, and then added after a moment of pause, "and don't let my husband know. I was hard enough to convince him to let Adrian stay in the first place. If he finds out about this Adrian will be out of the house and I won't be able to say anything to stop it".

Ezra wanted to asked her want she was talking about, but realized that he probably already knew too much and simply nodded. "I'll take care of him". And then he was enveloped into a hug by the woman that he barely knew, and he didn't even have enough time to return it before she pulled away and was hurrying down the hallway.

Once she was out of sight, Ezra slipped back into Adrian's bedroom, closing the door behind him.

Adrian was watching him as he entered, and he smiled at the sleepy eyed boy. "Where'd you go?" He asked, his voice groggy and for the first time in their relationship, it was Ezra who giggled. A large smile broke out across Adrian's face and he opened his arms to Ezra, who eagerly crawled into them.

"Just the hall babe. I ran into your mother". Adrian shifted to look at his face then.

"And?"

"She knows and seems okay with it. Just don't tell your father". Adrian looked confused and then nodded before snuggling back against Ezra's chest.

"I wasn't going to". It was silent for a second, and then Ezra heard Adrian mumble something into his chest, the boy's lips tickling his skin through his shirt.

"What baby?"

"Could you check my phone?" Adrian asked, and Ezra raised his eyebrows but rolled over, keeping an arm around Adrian's waist, and grabbed the item on the nightstand next to the pack of cigarettes. "I haven't had it on me all day since I forgot to charge it last night".

Ezra looked at the screen, noticing how late it was first, and then began scrolling through the messages, all of which were from Helen. "Well, Helen sure does love you," he commented and Adrian groaned.

"Is that it?' he asked, and Ezra checked one more time, looking for other names and coming across none.

"Yeah," he said, and Adrian looked disappointed. "Were you expecting any from anyone else?"

"Oz usually texts me at least once during the day. I'm worried about him because I didn't see him at school today". Ezra studied Adrian's face, noticing how much his boyfriend cared for this other boy, but he didn't feel jealous.

"Why wouldn't he be talking to you?" Ezra asked and Adrian sighed.

"I've known for a while that he's liked me. I even tried to take advantage of him the night that we broke up but he luckily didn't let that happen. We became closer when you weren't around, most because I needed extra support at first, but it became more than that. He's one of my best friends. I don't know if he thought since you were out of the picture that we may actually get together, but he hasn't talked to me since before my performance last night. I don't know. Maybe he doesn't feel needed anymore". Ezra sighed, kissing Adrian's forehead and then settling back against the pillows.

"He'll come around, baby".

Ezra was absolutely positive of it.

***

Adrian led him to their lunch table, pulling on his hand and Ezra laughed at the boy. "Come on, Ez," Adrian urged, ignoring as all of the soccer players turned to look at them as they passed. "I'm hungry".