Above All Else, I Still Need You

by PrincessDaisyXoXo

Summary:

Damien and Shayne have been best friends for years, all the way since when they were back at So Random!
They have always had something, and this is about the way the finally come to terms with exactly what it is.

Most chapters are from Shayne's point of view (written in 3rd person)
Some are in Damien's (written in 3rd person)

Notes:

Hi!

I am just letting you know that I read all comments, so if you have any suggestions please let me know! :)

~Obviously, I do not own any of the people or Smosh in anyway, and this is shipping their Internet personalities. This has nothing to do with their real life.
~ I respect and love each member and don’t mean any harm. If I was ever asked, I would take down any/all pieces. This is mostly just a nice way to write and get out creative ideas with some of my favorite comfort characters starring in it.~

<3/ PrincessDaisyXoXo

Chapter 1: The First Time

Is this just what happens when you spend this much time with someone? Now that Damien started working at Smosh, he and Shayne were together almost always, usually hanging out at one of their apartments after work anyway. Was this just the natural next step?

Shayne breathed deeply through his nose as the hand tangled in his blonde hair added pressure, pushing him down taking the cock further into his throat. Tears were brimming in his eyes as he let himself look up to his best friend, eyes locked on him. Damien cursed as his hips thrusted up without thinking, unable to stop watching Shayne as he took his length so well. “It should be fucking illegal how good you look with my cock stuffed in your pretty mouth.” Damien growled out as he let up on the pressure. Shayne moaned around Damien and surprised him by taking more, until he was unable to get anymore down his throat. He pulled off and took large gulps of breath as Damien pulled him up onto his lap. Damien started sucking deep purple marks into Shayne’s light skin as their cocks grinded against each other, making both men groan appreciatively. The blonde let his hands roam in Damien’s hair and broad shoulders, loving the feeling of Damien’s lips on his body.

Shayne hissed as Damien’s blunt nails scratched down his sides, “Dames, please. Fuck.” Shayne grunted out. “What do you need, baby boy?” Damien’s voice was deep and gravelly, but strong and clear. Shayne shook his head fast, “I don’t, I mean, I can’t…” “Shhhhh…” Damien said then, wrapping his arms around Shayne’s middle, bringing him closer. “I got you, it’s okay. Take a breath with me, Shayne.” Damien coo’d at him sweetly, kissing his lips and cheeks softly, stilling the movements of their hips. Damien was always taking care of Shayne, making him feel loved and fulfilled. Shayne took the breath and looked at Damien again, saw the want and the caring. Shayne let the embarrassment of his overwhelmed state slide off of him, knowing Damien would never judge him. Damien let go of Shayne’s middle to softly grab his face, bringing him in for a slow, passionate kiss. Shayne reveled in the feeling of Damien’s soft lips and how amazing the kiss feels. When they pull away, Damien’s hand moves to his hair, pushing it out of his face before resting them on Shayne’s thighs that were straddling his own legs.

“Sorry ‘bout that.” Shayne huffs out. Damien softly chuckles before kissing Shayne’s cheeks, making him giggle softly. “It’s okay. We were moving fast, easy to get overwhelmed.” The brunette answered, his hands softly running up and down the expanse of Shayne’s muscular thighs. “We can stop if you’d like.” Damien suggests as he is looking into Shayne’s eyes, sincere. Shayne doesn’t miss the slight lilt of his voice, showing that he did not want to stop, but definitely will if that was what he wanted. “I don’t want to. I just needed a moment.” Damien’s smile is bright and eyes sparkling at that. “You never answered me, you know.” Damien said, leaning in to kiss at Shayne’s neck again, biting softly at the soft spot under his ear. “What?” Shayne asks dumbly, all thoughts leaving his head except Damien, Damien, Damien. “You were begging me earlier, what do you need? What do you want?” His voice is soft and sing songy. “It sounds like you know.” Shayne chuckles out breathily. “Want to hear it from you. Need to.” Damien all but whispers against the side of his neck, moving up to kiss Shayne on the lips again.

It doesn’t take long for their hands to explore each other again and the kiss to become heated and messy. Shayne feels intoxicated, everything in him screaming for Damien. He isn’t sure he has ever felt this way, but he can’t think about that too much. He doesn’t know exactly how this happened but knowing full well this could just be a one time thing. I mean, this is the first time this has ever happened, but Shayne is hopeful it won’t be the last. He savors every movement, every press of skin, every noise, every feeling. It is easy to lose himself in his best friend, but come to think of it, it also has been. Ever since he met Damien it was like he was entranced. He got lost in the simplest things, in Damien’s calm presence becoming calm too. In his contagious laughter, willing to do anything to continue it. In his sadness, wanting to do anything to get rid of it, to protect Damien from it. Now this. Shayne didn’t know what to call it yet, but he already feels lost in it. The intimacy, the feeling, the need. It was almost too much.

“Need you, Damien. I want you to be inside me.” Damien’s breath leaves him shakily, his voice scratchy as he speaks, “Are you sure, Shayne?” Damien looked him in the eyes, his brown eyes, completely blown out in lust. Want incredibly obvious. Shayne knows he sounds incredibly needy as he speaks, “Yes please. Want to feel you fill me up. Need your cock tearing me open.” Damien is the one nodding fast this time, pulling them both up and leading Shayne to the bedroom. Shayne follows blindly, giggling fondly knowing that this is his apartment, and Damien was leading him to his own room. Damien kisses him when they get past the door, pushing him to the nearest wall, their mouths moving enthusiastically together. “You have lube?” Damien asks breathlessly as Shayne dips down to finally get the chance to mark up Damien’s neck for himself. “mmhmm” Shayne responds. Damien chuckles, letting his hands slide down Shayne’s side and grip his ass. “Buddy, you gonna tell me where?” Shayne bites him softly at the tender spot on his neck before looking up at him. “Right...” Damien chuckles again sweetly. “Drawer on the left side. In the back.” Shayne says moving to grab the clean towel from his bathroom while Damien gets the lube.

Shayne enters again and Damien smiles at him, soft and sweet. “Lay down for me.” Shayne follows without a thought, laying down in the middle of the bed, sliding up until his head is comfortable on his pillow. Damien Follows right after, climbing onto the bed and up his body, kissing up Shayne’s thighs, hips, stomach, chest, collarbones, and then lips, pulling Shayne’s legs apart so he can settle between them. “This might be a bit uncomfy for a little bit, but I promise it will be worth it, and that I will be gentle.” The brunette says softly as he flicks open the lid. “I trust you Dames.” Shayne says smiling at the taller man. Dame smiles back, full and almost like he was pleasantly surprised.

Damien coats up his fingers, and closes and puts the lube next to Shayne’s hip. He moves his dry hand down Shayne’s chest, adding soft pressure to his stomach. “Relax with me, take a deep breath.” Damien says, taking a deep breath after, smiling softly as Shayne follows suit. He then pushes his finger against the tight rim, shocked at the lack of resistance. Damien got about two knuckles in before Shayne takes a shaky breath, discomfort setting in. Damien leans down to kiss him as he starts to scissor in and out of him, slowly adding a little more every time until his first finger is fully in. He continues moving in and out, curling slightly trying to find the good spot inside him. Damien adds another after some time, getting even deeper, Shayne hissing with the burn. This time when Damien curls them, Shayne lets out a shaky moan. “There it is.” Damien says quietly, doing his best to stretch Shayne and give him some pleasure at the same time. Now that Shayne is able to focus on that, the kissing becomes heavier. Exploring and taking over each other. This time Shayne doesn’t even realize that Damien’s added another finger until he is fully seated inside him. He breathlessly rests his forehead against the other man’s as he tries to relax. Damien leans down to nibble and kiss his chest, collarbones, and neck- whispering sweet words of encouragement. “You are doing so good for me.” “You take my fingers so well, baby boy.” “Want to make you feel good.” “You look so good with my fingers in you, can’t wait until I can fill you up with my cock.”

Shayne can’t handle it anymore. The pain had subsided into pleasure with every press against that spot inside him that felt like magic, mixed with Damien words dripping in dirty lust. “Dames, please, I need more. I need you in me, please.” Shayne begs. Damien kisses him again, hard and intense as he agrees. He softly pulls his fingers out and moves to slick up his throbbing cock. Shayne can’t help but watch, pupils blown wide with lust. “Are you ready?” Damien asks, the want obvious in his voice and eyes. “Yes, please.” Shayne whimpers out. Damien spreads Shayne’s legs further apart, situating himself in the perfect spot. He uses one hand to steady himself, the other to line himself up with Shayne’s entrance. Shayne’s breath hitches as Damien pushes the tip against his rim. Damien is slow in his descent, even though he had the intense urge to be fully engulfed by Shayne’s warmth. He pauses as the tip is fully in, letting Shayne breath through it.

Damien presses on Shayne’s stomach, right under his belly button, the pressure brings Shayne back to him. They both breathe as Damien slowly continues pushing in. Shayne focuses on Damien’s hands, the one on his stomach, the other gripping his thigh tightly. Then he slowly rakes his eyes to Damiens arms, seeing the tensing and untensing as he tries to keep cool, the sheen of sweat making both of their body’s shine slightly. He looks to where Damien had his lip in his mouth, biting in concentration. Damien’s eyes are closed for a moment, but with one final push of being fully inside Shayne, they shoot open to look at him as they both groan out at the sensation. The older one leaned down then to kiss Shayne, more like a wet slide of lips and tongues, but it is entirely enjoyable as Shayne adjusts to Damien splitting him open. Damien experimentally thrusts a small amount after some time, making Shayne’s head fall back in pleasure.

“Dames please. I need more.” Shayne pleaded. “don’t worry baby boy, I got you.” Damien soothed as he adjusted slightly. His hands moved up Shayne’s thighs to his hips to get a better grip, before pulling almost entirely out and thrusting back in hard. The men didn’t hold back their noises of immense pleasure as Damien did the same move over and over again. Shayne couldn’t believe how full and amazing he felt as Damien’s hands pressed hard into him and sped up. Damien resituated again, making Shayne and him almost touching chest to chest as his thrusts increased in speed and strength. This added extra pleasure, especially as one of Damien’s hands braced himself on the side of Shayne’s form, the other pressing moving up his body, caressing his abs, chest, and running through his hair. Damien’s lips start to attack his neck and chest again. Kissing, biting, mouthing, and licking in between filthy words, making Shayne make plenty of almost embarrassing noises.

“You take me so good Shayne.” Nibble to the chest. “It’s like you were made to take my cock.” Mouthing at his neck. “You look so fucking good under me.” Sucking another purple mark into his collarbone. Shayne makes a choked-out whine as Damien whispers out breathily, “have wanted you like this for so long, all spread out for me. All mine.” Without thinking Shayne lays out his heart for Damien, “Yes, all yours, always have been.” Damien’s hips move at an impossibly faster pace. “I’m not going to last much longer, baby boy. Want you to cum for me.” Shayne’s eyes roll back as he nods chasing the orgasm that he is so close to. Damien moves his head down to bite down on Shayne’s shoulder, and just like that Shayne is cumming, strings of cum spraying out on their chests, in between them, a rasped scream of “Damien!” falling out of his lips. Damien doesn’t last much longer than that, soothing the bite with his tongue, muttering curses, spilling into Shayne with his name on his lips.

When Damien softly pulls out of Shayne, he immediately feels so empty. Damien is sweet though, moving off the bed to the towel from before, cleaning them both off as much as possible. Kissing Shayne’s shoulder and soothing him with sweet hums of understanding. “hold on.” Damien says, leaving Shayne again to grab a softer cloth, damp this time. Shayne winces softly at the tenderness as Damien cleans him up, unable to react to the slight embarrassment, instead basking in the sweet attention from his best friend. To his slight surprise, Damien is just looking at him fondly, kissing him and softly stroking over the tense spots. Once Damien is content with his work he throws the towels on the floor and climbs back into the bed, bringing the shorter boy into his arms. It takes almost no time for them both to fall asleep.

When Shayne awakes the next morning, Damien is still soundly sleeping. He takes this time to really appreciate the other man’s features. He can’t help but think how this changes their relationship. Shayne thought about how perfectly they fit together, how perfect it could be together. The problem was that he has known about his feelings for Damien since they basically meant. He blushes remembering the slight confession he made last night “Yes, all yours, always have been.” It was true though, he always has been Damien’s, even if he didn’t know it. Shayne slid out of bed, and headed to the kitchen to make them something to eat. It took Damien about 20 minutes to wake up and join him in the kitchen.

“Mmmm. It smells like coffee.” Damien said, returning Shayne’s fond smile. Shayne took an appreciative look at Damien in just his boxers for a moment before handing him a cup. He continues finishing up their breakfast as he catches Damien checking him out from the corner of his eye. He is shocked when he realizes that Damien isn’t hiding it. After breakfast and throwing everything into the dishwasher, Damien comes up behind Shayne, wrapping his arms around his middle. “So, do you have any plans later? Cause I can get out of your hair if you’d like…” Shayne tries to slow his heartbeat and tries to not get his hopes up as he says, “Or… you can stay…”

“Hmmm… did you not get your fill earlier?” Damien all but whispers against his ear, kissing his bare shoulder. “Oh, I sure did get filled earlier.” Shayne jokes, making both men laugh at the dumb joke. Shayne feels the nervous tension leave him, as a new excited feeling tingles throughout him as Damien’s hand slowly dragged down his chest and stomach. His muscles tensed and untensed as Damien continued his slow movements, humming happily in his ear. “I don’t want to waste your weekend, so if you want me to leave…” “No!” Shayne interrupted. He couldn’t help it. If this was his one time to be with Damien, then he was going to take it Damn it! “Good. I want to take you apart and put you back together again before the weekend’s over.” A shiver runs through Shayne’s body. Then he is turned around, bracketed against the counter as the older man kisses him.The kiss is full of need and Shayne lets himself run his hands all over Damien’s body, never wanting to stop.

Chapter 2: What Now

Summary:

Shayne and Damien haven't talked about it, but they already made plans to hang out this weekend.
Will they be able to get around this, or will they get sucked back in.

Damien’s hands were warm and sweaty as he went to open the door for Shayne. This was the first time Shayne and he were hanging out in over two weeks, which was longer than normal since he started working at Smosh. Ever since the last time Damien wasn’t sure really how to act around Shayne when they were alone. The thing is, Damien also couldn’t stop thinking about it. About Shayne. They hadn’t talked about it, and Damien felt like he was in a weird limbo, hoping he didn’t ruin the best thing in his life- his friendship with Shayne. He would never forgive himself if he let his feelings get in the way.

 

“Hey, come in.” Damien said as he moved over for Shayne to walk in. “Thanks.” Shayne’s voice was quiet and nervous. He hated that he was the reason Shayne was uncomfortable, but he couldn’t concentrate on that though. Not with the tight white shirt Shayne was wearing, he could see almost every muscle underneath, the sleeves tightly complimenting his large biceps. His mouth became dry as he tried to remove his eyes from Shayne’s body. They only moved to his eyes with the movement of Shayne awkwardly scratching the back of his head, Damien’s cheeks quickly becoming warm and pink. He was saved though when Zelda decided to rub against Shayne's leg. Shayne smiled and leaned down to pet the soft cat.

 

“So, I downloaded that game you were talking about the other week, ahem, when we hung out last. I thought we could play it together.” Shayne said with a shy smile on his face. “Oh really? That sounds like a ton of fun!” Damien answered, shocked Shayne even remembered that conversation. Shayne’s smile grew slightly more at Damien’s excitement. “Why don’t I go set it up, and you can grab me a La Croix?” Damien nodded, heading to the kitchen as Shayne turned to the living room. The new game will be a good distraction for them, hopefully helping them move forward.

 

They play for three hours before they finally decide to do something else, other than eating lunch of course. Damien was so touched that Shayne had remembered his want for that game, he racked his brain and remembered that Shayne had talked about wanting to do a movie marathon with the Ocean’s movies. Shayne’s face lit up as he left the bathroom and stepped back to the living room, seeing the title screen on the TV. “Really?” Shayne’s voice was happy and excited, making Damien giggle from his spot on the couch. “Yeah man. Unless you rather watch something else…” Damien let his voice trail, teasing Shayne. Shayne moved to the couch. “Dude, don’t you dare! I have been meaning to watch these again! They are some of my favorites!”

 

Damien’s breath hitched slightly, eyes moving to Shayne’s hands. Damien was sitting faced towards Shayne, legs crisscrossed. Shayne’s hands had moved to his knees, resting heavily. Damien took a deep breath as Shayne realized what he was doing, but he didn’t move his hands. Damien’s eyes followed up his body, fixing on Shayne’s own, trying to figure out his thoughts. They dropped to his lips though as Shayne subconsciously bit his bottom lip. The air felt thick as Shayne wet his lip, soothing it after biting it worriedly. When Damien finally pulls his eyes away to make eye contact, he is intrigued by the dark, blown-up pupils.

 

“Dames…” Shayne finally says. “Yes?” Shayne opens his mouth to speak but is lost for words. He shakes his head, trying to speak silently to Damien. The problem is Damien knows exactly what he is trying to say, they have always been able to speak without real words. That doesn’t mean Damien makes it easy on Shayne though. His hands move to cover Shayne’s, softly, slowly moving up his arms as he speaks, “What is it, baby boy? What do you want?” Shayne’s breath leaves him shakily as the endearing nickname leaves Damien’s mouth for the first time in weeks. “You. I need you.”

 

That is all Damien needs. He moves up from his spot, pushing Shayne softly down to lay on his back on the couch, Damien straddling his legs, laying his weight on him. Shayne hums appreciatively at the feeling. Damien lets his hands move up and down Shayne’s toned stomach and chest as he softly kisses him. Just as he expects, the kisses quickly become passionate and intense. Damien gasps into Shayne’s mouth as he grabs Damien’s hips, grinding their crotches together. Damien wants more so he scrambles to pull off both of their shirts, loving the feeling of their bare chests touching. Damien kisses down to Shayne’s neck, making quick work of creating marks, quickly littering Shayne’s neck and chest.

 

When Damien pulls away, he admires his work, loving his marks on Shayne. “I missed them when they faded.” Shayne said finally. Damien blinked dumbly, unsure really what to say. “I wished I could’ve seen them more.” He finally responded. “Then maybe you shouldn’t avoid me for two weeks.” Oh. OH. Damien pulled back, his face softening. “Did you think…? I wasn’t… I thought you wanted space when you didn’t sit with me during the Monday meeting. I didn’t want to push it.” Realization flooded Shayne’s face. “No! I wanted to, but Noah wanted me to read his pitch before the meeting, and by the time it started Courtney was in my spot.” Damien’s face matched Shayne’s, “Oh my god. She sat there mostly to talk to Boze since it was open.”

 

Both boys blushed. “I guess we should have just talked.” Shayne said, chuckling in a way that said, duh obviously. “Well now we know.” Damien said, smiling flirtatiously at Shayne. “So, we are good, then?” Shayne asked, nervousness sitting in his eyes. “Of course, Shayne. We are always okay.” To prove his point, Damien moved to kiss him softly. Damien let the intense truth of that sentence seep into this kiss, cradling Shayne’s cheek in his hand. When he finally pulled away, he leaned his forehead against Shayne’s letting their breaths mingle.

 

Damien wanted to admit everything to Shayne. Explain every feeling inside of him, but instead he dipped down to brush his wet lips over his neck, making Shayne shiver. Shayne gripped Damien's hips again and grinded slowly into him, making both moan softly. Damien looked up into Shayne's eyes, "Can I?" he asked. Shayne immediately nodded. Damien smiled, before softly biting Shayne's neck, leaving open mouth kisses down his chest, abs, and moving in front of Shayne on his knees. He moved them apart kissing just above his pant line, looking up at Shayne. Shayne's eyes glittered with need, and he moved his hand to the brunette’s hair, tangling it in the thick strands. Damien blinked up innocently as he pulled down Shayne's bottoms and boxers in one swipe. His cock slapping up onto his stomach.

 

Damien wasted no time, flattening his tongue to glide up the underside, flicking softly when he reached the tip. Shayne immediately groaned, hand flexing on Damien’s head, making him also make a soft pleasured noise. Damien wrapped his lips around the tip and sucked softly, letting his tongue swirl around it, savoring every moment. He flatted his tongue against the underside again, and started to descend down the shaft, hollowing his cheeks and sucking. Shayne started making pretty noises that made Damien push against his already too tight pants, against his very hard length. Then he swallowed around Shayne, before going deeper into his mouth until he inevitably choked. He wondered for a moment how Shayne was able to get his entire length down his throat without his eyes tearing and choking, like he was right now.

 

He couldn't think about it too long though because Shayne is swearing as Damien continues to hollow his cheeks and use his hand to reach the spit slicked remainder of his length. "Damien, please, fuck. I won't last long this way." Shayne finally says as Damien strokes his cock with a firm hand, sucking softly on his balls. Damien nods, letting go.

 

Damien stood, and put his hand out for Shayne, which he quickly accepted, standing with Damien. Damien counted both cats on their tower as he led Shayne to his bedroom, shutting the door and gasping as Shayne quickly pushed him against it. Damien adoringly smiled in the kiss at Shayne leaning up, slightly on his toes to kiss him standing. Shayne moved away from Damien lips to suck and kiss at his neck, making sure to leave his own marks. Damien only had a couple last time, but every day, even after they were gone, he imagined them in the mirror, pressing against them, missing the slight tenderness. He lets Shayne mark him up, happy to have something showing Shayne's presence.

 

When Shayne pressed his palm hard against Damien's confined crotch, Damien hissed at the need. Shayne admired the blooming bruises for a moment before moving his eyes to Damien's pants. He quickly undid his button and fly, both boys making an effort to push down the tight material. Shayne bit his lip as he watches Damien's large length pop out from his pants, slapping softly against his stomach. Damien watched in awe as Shayne licked his lips, eyes zeroed in on his leaking member. Damien softly put his hand in Shayne’s hair, crashing their mouths together. It was wet and needy, and it made Damien weak in the knees. He pushed Shayne over to the bed but as Shayne's knees hit the sides and he fell onto it, He grabbed Damien’s hand to bring him with. Damien giggled darkly as Shayne twisted them, climbing on top of Damien, straddling him. Damien loved the feeling of Shayne's strong thighs wrapped around him.

 

Shayne whimpered as their dicks met, roughly gliding against each other. Damien flicked one of Shayne's nipples, and then bit softly, making Shayne whine, and put his hand through Damien's hair again, pulling him closer. "Love how good and needy you are for me, Shayne. Desperate is an unfairly sexy look on you." Shayne bit his lip as he shuddered at Damien's words. "I'm already addicted to making you look and sound this way." Damien bit above the nipple, easily making a light red mark, soothing the bite with his tongue. "Please Dames. Please fuck me." Damien couldn't have stopped that guttural moan that fell out of his mouth at Shayne's words.

 

Damien flipped them back over, reaching over them to the bedside table, grabbing the lube out. He then thought for a moment before flipping Shayne over onto his stomach. Damien crawled up his body draping himself over Shayne's back, whispering in his ear, "I am going to fuck you so well, baby boy. You will think of me every time you sit." Damien started to kiss down Shayne's back, biting occasionally, enjoying the red marks on his skin, until he reached the dip on his back before his ass. Damien couldn't help himself. He grabbed the soft globes and pulled them apart softly, blowing softly on the opening. Shayne braced himself momentarily, making a choking noise as he felt the wetness against him, making him jerk against the mattress, and making him groan in even more pleasure. Damien continued to lap and swirl his tongue for a few moments, before sitting up and grabbing the lube.

 

Damien popped open the lid and slicked up his fingers. He started with one, eyebrows lifting when he was met with no resistance. As if Shayne read his mind, "I... I just wanted to be prepared if you wanted to do this again. It just felt so good, and I couldn't stop thinking about it..." He trailed off. "Shayne, did you get off thinking of me? Fucking yourself in the ass?" Shayne groaned, his hips stuttering against the bed. "I'd fucking die to see that." Damien whispered, biting the side of his neck. Damien didn't waste too much time with one finger, quickly moving to two. "You're a natural." Damien whooshes out, almost to himself as he scissored in and out of Shayne, curling his fingers making Shayne make pretty noises. When he added three, he spends a bit more time making sure Shayne was adjusted, stretching them, and twisting them, curling them against his bundle of nerves. Soon enough Shayne was panting, and Damien couldn't wait much longer.

 

"You ready, Baby boy?" Damien whispered against his shoulder. "Yes. Please Dames. I want you so bad. Please." "Shhhh, I got you Shayne." Damien grinned, slicking his cock up generously before lining himself up against Shayne's entrance. Slowly he pushed in. Originally, he was going to stop every little bit, but Shayne just kept groaning appreciatively Damien couldn't help but bottom out. He wanted nothing more than to ferociously fuck into him, but he waited instead for Shayne to adjust. After a minute or so, Shayne nodded and Damien slowly pulled out, and rammed brutally back in, both boys groaning eagerly.

 

Damien grabbed Shayne's hips hard and started to slowly thrust in and out of him, at a brutal pressure. Easily hitting Shayne's spot over and over. Shayne let his head fall forward, unable to stop the loud moans leaving his mouth. Damien tangled his hand in Shayne's hair, tugging slightly making Shayne hiss approvingly. Then slowly dragging his blunt fingernails down Shayne’s back, leaving soft red scratch marks on Shayne's back. “I love see my marks on you. How you react to every single touch I give you.” To prove his point further he scratched down Shayne’s sides, making Shayne’s back arch as little pink marks bloomed. Shayne was already so perfectly wrecked it made everything in Damien feel liquid hot. Like his insides were lava, just wanting to explode.

He grabbed Shayne's shoulder and pulled him back with him, making his chest up against Shayne’s back. His thrusts became faster, and deeper at this angle. Damien groaned when he watches Shayne's strong arms tense and untense repeatedly, as he held onto the headboard. The brunette sucked and bit into the little juncture of Shayne’s neck, leaving a deeper purple mark in his wake. Damien moved his hand to wrap around the blonde’s waist, reaching for his own leaking cock, but Shayne brushed off his hand. "Too much. I want to ride you before I cum." Shayne's cheeks became an even deeper red as he said this. The older man pulled out, making Shayne whimper at the loss. "You'll have to do it now then; you feel too good. I won't last too much longer." Shayne nodded and softly pushed Damien onto the mattress.

 

Shayne took deep breaths as he straddled Damien's legs. Damien took in how hot Shayne looked, wrecked but determined. the thought of how lucky he is to be here, under his best friend like this, and then immediately tried not to think about it too hard. Shayne lined himself up with Damien's cock, taking a deep breath as he impaled himself on it. Damien struggled not to thrust up, letting Shayne slowly engulf him. When he was fully seated, Shayne resituated his legs slightly, and rocked his hips. Both men immediately moaning in unison.

 

Shayne may have started slow and concentrated, but it took no time for him to move fast and wild. His pace and rhythm slowly becoming non-existent. Shayne dipped down, kissing Damien sloppily. Damien knew his lips would feel bruised tomorrow, but he didn't care. Wanting to take as much as Shayne would give him before he was gone again. Soon Damien was fucking up into Shayne as well, both men chasing the close orgasms. Damien tangled one hand in Shayne's hair, tugging him to him, biting his shoulder, just like the first time, as he swiped once over the tip of Shayne's cock, and Shayne was gone, painting stripes of cum over their chests, body jolting slightly as he whined out, "Dames!" Damien finally let go, fucking even more brutally into Shayne, quickly moaning out the blonde's name as he spilled inside.

 

They waited for a moment after the thrusting stopped, the only sounds were the deep gulps of breaths they each were taking. When Damien helped Shayne up as he pulled out. Shayne cried out softly, immediately missing the fullness. Shayne wanted to lay down but instead, Damien stood and reached his hands out to help him up. Shayne winced softly as he leaned against the sink, watching Damien turn on the shower.

 

If you asked either of them, explain exactly what took place the next thirty minutes, neither would have the words to explain exactly how it felt. Neither spoke as Damien helped clean up Shayne. Softly wiping him down, massaging the skin, and softly kissing each spot. The intimacy was almost suffocating. Damien let his feelings seep through, needing to get some of it out before he burst and told Shayne everything. Every feeling, thought, and dream. As they finished cleaning up, they tangled in each other, kissing passionately, arms around each other, wrapped up.

 

They spent the rest of the day napping, then waking up to watch Shayne's movie, eating pad Thai, and cuddling all night. Like there was an unspoken rule. Damien tried not to let Monday seep into his thoughts, wondering if they crossed a line that they could never go back from.

Notes:

So, I want this to have a few more chapters, but I have a hard time making either of the boys look bad, so we'll see how it goes.

Comment and kudos to keep me motivated please! :)

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Chapter 3: Damien's First Vidcon

Summary:

Shayne has a lot of feelings, but doesn't know how to say any of it.
But at least they get to room together for vidcon-obviously.

Shayne almost cries as his alarm rings Monday morning. He had spent almost the entire weekend with Damien, only to be come back home Sunday night, and not be able to sleep. He wonders if he will ever sleep as soundly and content as he did in Damien's arms. He can't dwell too much though, or he knows he will get overwhelmed. Instead, he got up and did his morning jog. After the jog, he showered, got dressed, grabbed his smoothie and coffee, then left for work. As much as Shayne hated that they didn't talk much about the underlying situation, he was relieved that he knew him and Damien were okay. That he didn't need to tiptoe around him.

He was a little shocked though when Damien came into the meeting, smile on his face, like he was in the best mood in the world. Which ended up being contagious as he sat next to Shayne. Shayne listened as Damien easily talked with Mari and Joven, but lost concentration as Damien's hand moved to his thigh. Low enough that no one would have thought anything of it, but Shayne- all he could think about was Damien's hands. How they grabbed him, leaving red marks in his skin. Then Shayne thought about Damien leaving marks on him. How they had to be more careful over the neck, but how he had a dark mark on the top of his shoulder, and behind his ear. How he remembered how Damien marked up his hips and....

"What do you think, Shayne?" A squeeze to his thigh and Mari speaking directly to him took him right out of his thoughts. "Huh?" The other three around him laughed quietly. "Busy weekend, buddy?" Joven said, wiggling his eyebrows. That was just Joven though, there is no way he knew about what happened. Either way, Shayne still felt the heat rise in his cheeks. "Yeah, didn't get too much sleep last night." Shayne was a bad liar, so he instead decided not to lie. He was almost startled by Damien's concerned look in his eyes. Shayne so badly wanted to reassure him, but struggled thinking of how. "Oh, so you had a good weekend then?" Joven said elbowing Mari suggestively making her giggle. Shayne tried to think quickly, "The best actually, just was a bit restless last night, almost went on a late-night run." He glanced at Damien, catching the small smile back on his face. The other two though were already onto a different topic, so they missed when Damien leaned in close and whispered, "Well maybe you need to come over tonight, I can make sure to tucker you out." He winked as he looked away to rejoin whatever conversation started.

 

Shayne couldn't help being a little bummed he had to wait until tonight to see Damien again, but he was extra excited that he was going to see him. He loved Damien's company anyway, but the sexual aspect adds a little bit more. He ignored the little thought in the back of his head that told him to be careful. Courtney came bounding up to him as they walked to their desks, to get ready for the first shoot. "Good morning Shanye!" she said, hugging him. "Morning Court." She pulled away. "So, bad news. Liv is not coming in today. She has been throwing up all morning! She thinks she got food poisoning from this restaurant she went to last night. So, Damien is going to take her place in the Show with No Name shoot today." Courtney takes a sip of her coffee, and they sit down. "Oh? When did you have a chance to figure that out?" “I guess he got asked by Sunny this morning when Olivia called in. Damien told him and Joe that he was open to helping out whenever needed for pit." Shayne nodded. He hated that he felt a little spark inside his stomach knowing he'd see Damien sooner than he thought.

 

Shayne looked himself in the mirror in the bathroom, trying to get it together. He had to admit it to himself, he definitely had deep feelings for his best friend. Deep down though, he knew he had always had those feelings. From the first time they met, Damien made him feel something he had never felt before, and as time has gone by it has only gotten bigger. Shayne loved everything about Damien, it wasn't too crazy that he also thought he was extremely attractive and that he would love to be with him. Stuff like that though, that is a friendship ruiner. Shayne can learn to handle not being Damien's boyfriend, but he could not handle not having him as his best friend. Shayne splashed some water on his face and headed out.

 

The next few months Shayne was able to hold on to the idea of handling not being boyfriends with Damien. He had to. They did summer games and tons of other videos together. They also continued this whole friends with benefits thing too. Everyone joked multiple times about Shayne and him just becoming roommates again with how much he is over, but they knew they couldn't pass that line. If they did that, then it isn't casual anymore. So, they just laughed anytime the joke was made, saying something like, "Well I'd probably save some money." And pushed it aside. It isn't until vidcon that Shayne slips a little.

 

They all were split up into rooms, 2 each. It worked out well, everyone had their usually roommate for trips. Olivia and Courtney, Mari and Boze, Joven and Matt Raub, Wes and Flitz, Sohinki and Lasercorn, Noah and Keith, Shayne and Damien. Shayne doesn't know why he is all worked up. He feels like a child hyped up on sugar. He is unable to keep still. He doesn't think twice about how on the way here he was squeezing Damien's thigh or bicep, or when he ran his hand through Damien's hair, softly scratching behind Damien's ear like he loves. They all get their rooms, planning to meet tonight for dinner in an hour. Shayne knows that there are people on both sides of their room, so he doesn't expect anything to happen. That is until they get into the room and Damien pushes his against the door, immediately kissing him hard. Shayne moans into the kiss, loving the feeling of Damien already touching him under his shirt.

 

"Are you trying to fucking kill me?" Damien asks against his lips. "Huh?" is all Shayne can think to say, his brain already playing Damien on repeat. "You, fucking touching me so fucking much." Damien dips down and bits him a little higher than normal. "I saw Courtney's eye on us. She was definitely jealous of the attention you were giving me." Shayne had a hard time thinking as Damien pulled his shirt off and bit down his chest. "I liked it though, I liked having your attention on me, in front of everyone. I liked being yours." Shayne couldn't help but think this admission was more serious than Damien was letting on, but he was fully distracted by Damien palming him on top of his too tight jeans. Damien sucked on the juncture between his neck and shoulder and Shayne couldn't help himself. His hand flew to the brunette hair, tangling in the thick locks, pushing him closer. Damien made a small noise in his throat, sucking harshly and biting the juncture. Neither caring about the large purple mark that would be staining his neck.

 

Damien soothed the bite with his tongue, before kissing Shayne again. Unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his jeans. Damien pushed them down, getting on his knees in front of Shayne. Damien wraps his hand around Shayne, pumping twice before dipping down to take his sack into his mouth sucking obscenely as he stared up into Shayne's lust blown eyes. Shayne re-tangles his fingers in Damien's hair, a groan pulled from him when Damien moans around him when he tugs. Damien finally pulls off with a pop, Shayne takes note of how pretty Damien looks on his knees, eyes big and dark, lips puffy and pink, cheeks also a nice shade of pink to match. Shayne can't handle it. How Damien can so easily take up his brain, and if he is being honest, his heart. Damien licks a broad stripe up Shayne's length, suckling on the tip letting his tongue play with the mushroom tip. Shayne loves all the noises Damien makes when he is doing this, as if it is the yummiest meal he has ever had. Damien starts to take Shayne further into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down as he descends further. His hand helps, meeting him where he can't easily reach, moving easily with the spit easing the way.

 

Shayne lets his head fall back against the door with a soft thud, only for Damien to pull off, but still stroking slowly. "Uh-uh baby boy. Eyes on me." That is all it takes for a shiver to run through Shayne’s body, and to make his eyes to shoot back down to Damien's eager head bobbing. Shayne loves the way Damien looks all the time, but in these moments when they are intimate, Shayne can't help to feel extra entranced by him. How he moves so fluidly. How good he is at reading exactly what Shayne needs, how much he can take, what will take him just a little further. As if reading his mind, Damien swallows around Shayne, hollowing his cheeks and taking him as deep as he can, choking when Shayne's hips jolted, and his cock hits the back of his throat. Damien pushes slightly, trying to swallow him down more, unable to get him fully down his throat, but sure trying. Shayne tugs against Damien's hair, warning him. "Fuck Dames. Fuck it's too good." Damien just swallows again and bobs faster, pushing hard on Shayne's hips so he had full control. Damien raises his free hand to scratch down Shayne's front, leaving red lines. Something that Shayne didn't know he liked before but drove him absolutely crazy. Shayne grips Damien's head softly, making Damien moan around Shayne, and that is it for Shayne. He spills down Damien throat, hips sputtering.

 

Damien licks his lips as he finishes up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Shayne pulls Damien up, kissing him hard, letting his tongue explore Damien’s, groaning at the taste of himself just slightly on Damien. Next thing he knows, Damien is pushing Shayne onto the couch and climbing to straddle him. Shayne undoes Damien's pants and pulls out his already leaking cock. Shayne licks his hand and starts stroking Damien's length. It doesn't take long for Damien to already look fucked out. Shayne quickly switches spots, pushing Damien to sit as he takes in as much of Damien as he can. Shayne don't know what he did to not have too much of a gag reflex, but he is so thankful as Damien pushes him down on his cock. Fucking up into his mouth desperately, just as Damien likes. Shayne had to admit that he found it incredibly hot, as well. Damien's grip is hard as he approaches his orgasm.

 

They both jump when there is a knock at the door. Damien swallows, and scratchily rasps out a "Yeah? what's up?" "We are leaving in 20. Meet downstairs in 15." Matt Raub yells through the door. "Got it. We'll be there." Shayne gags quietly, making Damien shudder out a "Fuck Shayne." They quickly forget the door as they fall back into the pleasure. Shayne looks up to Damien, lashes fluttering. "Oh, fuck babe. I fucking can't believe how good you are with your mouth. Love how good you look on your knees." Shayne replays the word babe in his head, continuing his movements. Until Damien pushes Shayne off softly and stands above him, stroking his own cock furiously. "You want to be mine Shayne? Can I..." He cuts off with a moan as Shayne is already nodding. "All yours, Dames. Always yours." Damien moaned out his name as he started to spurt out cum all over Shayne's face and chest. Shayne licked his lips, tasting him, giggling when Damien groaned at the sight. After, they quickly shared a shower and got ready, only stopping to kiss once or twice, before heading down to everyone just 1 minute before they left.

 

Shayne can't help but think about some of Damien's words today as they waited for their food at the restaurant. They are all at this long ass table, chatting amongst themselves as Shayne pretends to listen to Courtney and Noah's conversation. Shayne doesn't want to get his hopes up, but the words "I liked being yours." The words were etched in his mind. And he wonders if Damien knew just how much Shayne was his, always has been. He wonders also how serious he is. What it may mean. He is pulled out of his thoughts as Courtney places her hand on his neck. He jumps slightly as she guides his head to the side. Oh... Right... Shayne blushes, feeling lucky that Courtney was the only one paying mind to him. "That's new." She says, eyebrow cocked up questioningly. Shayne nervously bites his lip. "Uhh..." She giggles softly and whispers, "your secret is safe with me." And Shayne can't help but let out a relieved breath.

 

No one else seems to notice the mark, or at least mention it for the rest of the night. When they got back to the room, Shayne showered once again, and got ready for bed knowing tomorrow would be a busy day. He stopped only once at the mirror, pressing softly against the light purple mark, happy to have something from Damien so open and obvious. Well not too obvious. Unless he extended his neck, or you were super close to him, no one would see it. When he climbed into bed and scrolled on his phone, he waited for Damien. He wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. So instead, when Damien came out, he pulled him into bed with him. They made out soft and leisurely, like this was something they did all the time. Then they settled into bed together, falling asleep quickly.

Shayne would do almost anything to wake up to Damien every morning. His arms around him, soft humming as Shayne fluttered awake. Damien's happy tired smile. The sweet kisses, that if they didn't have a deadline, could easily turn more passionate. And if the rest of vidcon they sleep together every night- well, you can't blame him.

Notes:

Oh boy. I think there will only be a couple more chapters, but I am so happy with this piece. I think this is literally one of my favorite stories I have written!

Anyway, leave me comments and kudos to keep me motivated!
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Chapter 4: What to do When You're the One in the Way

Summary:

Shayne is too anxious for his own good, he needs to talk to someone about this situation. Damien's out of the question... but Courtney might just be the perfect person to understand.

Shayne doesn't have an excuse of why he hasn't talked to Damien yet about what he had said. About him being Shayne's and vice versa. It makes him visibly shake just thinking about the vulnerability in telling him how badly he truly wanted that. Damien has always been so straightforward with him, so if Damien wanted more, he would have just said so... right? Shayne had far too many feelings right now and had no idea of what to do. Normally he would talk to Damien, spill all his thoughts and feelings until he can function again- but this was different. He couldn't really go talk it all out with the guy he is having feelings for. So, Shayne did the next thing he could think of.

Shayne: Hey, you busy?
Courtney: Not really. What's up?
Shayne: Meet me for coffee?

 

That is how they ended up in a little mom and pop cafe a block from Shayne's apartment, sipping coffee and making small talk avoiding the topic on Shayne's mind. "-yeah, so I didn't end up going on that second date. But hey, what can you do?" "Yeah. For sure." Shayne's knee bounced anxiously; his eyes glued to the coffee cup in front of him, as he didn’t pay attention to a word she said. "Shayne?" "Huh?" He answered, eyes not leaving the cup. "Shayne!" Courtney said again, her hand softly touching his wrist, making him jump slightly, eyes moving to meet hers. "Look, I am down to waste some time with you any day of the week, but obviously something is on your mind. So, you should probably just talk to me, my guy. Get some of this anxious energy out of you." Shayne bit at his bottom lip, looking at Courtney, considering how much he can say.

 

Courtney sighed, "I won't say anything, dude. Come on, you obviously need to talk to someone." Shayne sighed and nodded. "I'm assuming this is about the cute brunette with the goofy smile that you'd usually go to for advice." Shayne fidgeted with this watch. "Yeah." "Well, I'm all ears. Tell me everything." Courtney smiled encouragingly, hands moving to her face to get comfy as Shayne spoke. "And you won't tell anyone?" "Cross my heart." Courtney did a little x above her heart and smiled warmly at Shayne. He took a deep shaky breath and started to explain the entire situation, not knowing that only a few blocks away Damien sat at home with Boze and Wes explaining the exact same thing. Damien accidently let it slip to Wes when they were at the gym after the third or fourth time they slept together. Boze found out just a little bit after that, she had been catching all the flirty moves during a board af video they did together. So, when she caught the two kissing in the parking lot after lunch- she was not too shocked. More annoyed at Damien for not telling her, but it was Damien so she couldn't be annoyed long. Then when he explained the situation, she felt bad for the boy, knowing about his intense feelings for Shayne.

 

"Oof." Courtney sighed out as Shayne finished explaining. "Yeah... do you see why I am so messed up about all this?" Shayne put his head in his hands for a moment, looking up when Courtney placed her hand on his shoulder. "You want my honest opinion?" Shayne breathed out a laugh, "I guess so, yeah." "You should just talk to him. I know that is, like, terrifying- but hear me out." Shayne nods and Courtney continues. "I think you either talk to him now, he has feelings for you too and everything works out. Or you learn that he is not interested in more and you can stop all this and try to get over him without hurting your friendship further. I mean this is Damien, he is compassionate and understanding. He would never be upset with you for your feelings."

 

Shayne nodded for a moment, before tears started to slowly drip out. "Woah, Shayne. Everything will be okay. You don't..." Shayne cut her off. "It's not that." Courtney waited as Shayne wiped his face and breathed out slowly. "The thing is- you are right. Damien would never judge me or anything about my feelings for him." Courtney pulled a face, “The problem is if he does have feelings for me too, everything changes." "I don't... I don't understand." "My entire life changes. I am suddenly in a very serious relationship, with the most important person in my life. I have to come out to the world, as well as my family even though I have never ever had feelings for any other guy in my life. My dad... My brothers... They won't know how to act..." Shayne continued rambling for a moment, his breath getting caught turning into hyperventilating between sentences.

 

"Hey... Shayne... breathe okay. Look at me." Shayne looked at Courtney and followed her lead to take deep breaths. Once he finally settled down, he let his hands rub through his hair. "Look. I know it isn't easy. I mean, my family doesn't know about me being bi, and I'm terrified to tell them one day. But wouldn't you rather be happy? With your person? With your Damien?" Shayne looked at her thoughtfully, thinking about how Damien is already his everything. And nodded.

 

What Shayne didn't see was Damien, Boze, and Wes walking into the cafe. And when Damien saw Shayne and Courtney, her hand resting on his arm, that he turned and walked right back out. Boze and Wes looked at each other for a moment, before running out behind him.

Notes:

So this is a short chapter, but I wanted it to be its own. I am writing the next one already.
I hope you are enjoying!

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Chapter 5: Every Story Needs a Happy Ending.

Summary:

Shayne and Damien can only ignore each other for so long, it is time they do what they do best... understand each other.

The next day, Shayne barely sees Damien at all. Even weirder Damien isn't even answering his texts like normal; everything is shortened and cold.

 

Shayne: Hey man, what time are you coming in today?
Damien: 11
Shayne: Cool, wanna have lunch with us?
Damien: I've already got plans.
Shayne: Okay. You wanna hang out after work?
Damien: Wes and I are going to the gym.
Shayne: Oh, maybe tomorrow then?
Damien: I'll let you know.

 

Shayne didn't like this. Damien was never like this. Shayne felt embarrassment hit him. Was he too clingy? They have been spending so much time together, what if he realized Shayne's feelings before Shayne could explain? Maybe he is freaked out! "Earth to Shanye!!" It was Courtney. "Oh, uh, hi." Shayne stared at his phone, unsure of what to say next. Courtney must know his 'worried about Damien' face by now because she glances over his shoulder to his phone seeing the texts. "I'm sure there is an explanation." Is all she says, patting his arm and going to the girl’s bathroom to change for the sketch.

 

Shayne really does try not to think about Damien while they are filming, but ended up multiple times checking his phone, or hoping to see him walk by. At lunch Shayne even makes a detour to see him, but is only met with Wes, Joven, and Mari at their desks getting ready to film Maricraft. "Hey Shayne!" Mari says waving him over. "Hey! Didn't mean to interrupt." "Oh, you didn't! Flitz is running to the bathroom, and Boze and Damien are grabbing drinks for everyone." Joven added. "Oh cool. I just got some extra pot stickers I wanted to leave for you guys. It's from one of Damien's favorite restaurants so I ordered extra..." "awwwwwww, what a good boyfriend you are!" Joven joked. Shayne immediately felt self-conscious, obviously he was kidding but it still made everything in Shayne turn warm. Mari rolled her eyes jokingly, "They'll be back in a sec." "Oh it's okay, I should probably go back. I'll just leave them on his desk." Mari smiled and spoke, "mmkay, quick question before you go!" Shayne set the food down and looked over to the purple haired girl. "You're coming tonight, right?" "Tonight?" Wes finally turned over to Shayne, frown on his face. "Don't tell me you're bailing?" Shayne blinked and thought. "It's the 21st." Joven whispered behind him. "Oh! The party! Of course I'm still going! Sorry my brain has been all weird today." "Good! It'll be the best Wes, Joven, Flitz combined birthday ever!" Shayne nodded with a smile on his face.

 

Shayne tried not to let it get to him that Damien forgot to remind him. "You might want to remind Damien." Is all he said, and just his luck, the brunette walked in right then. "Remind Damien of what?" Damien doesn't look at Shayne but looks around at the others. "The party tonight." In his defense, Damien does immediately turn pink and looks actually shocked." "I totally forgot!" "You're going though?" Shayne says before he thinks about it. Damien finally looks at him, right in the eyes. "Yeah." Shayne nods. "Well then, I'll see you all later." As he all but runs out of the room.

 

"What was that about?" Ra asks as he comes in from the doorway where he watched that whole thing go down. "Must be in a hurry, he left you some pot stickers though, Dee." Mari says shrugging and turning back to her computer. Damien and Boze share a look. He shouldn't have lied, he just needed to figure out everything. Damien looked at the little paper box that had a D and a little note that said, "side order of Pork pot stickers." Shayne got them for him, and he immediately felt bad. Shayne always thinks about him and does or gets little things he knows Damien likes. Damien sighed and pulled out his phone, going straight to Shayne's contact. He stared trying to think of what to say. "You okay?" Boze asks, hand on Damien's shoulder. Damien pulled a sad face and Boze gives him a little pat. "Just explain, he'll get it." Damien just nodded and tried not to think too hard about the situation.

 

Damien waits about 10 minutes before texting Shayne before they started shooting.

 

Damien: Thank you for the food.
Shayne: Yeah. I know it's your favorite.
Damien: Well, I appreciate it.
Shayne: Yeah, man. No problem.
Damien: You look good. I like that shirt; it reminds me of the dark one you got a little while back.
Shayne: Thanks, it's new.
Damien: Cool.
Damien: look, I'm sorry for earlier. I really forgot what day it was.

Damien waits for a reply then when he doesn't get one, he decides to keep groveling between breaks.

 

Damien: so, I guess I was wrong, and we will hang out tonight

 

No response.

 

Damien: I'm excited for the party.
Damien: And to see you.

 

Damien: It's been a while since we've gone out together.
Damien: I mean it isn't just us, but you know.

 

Damien: Too bad it isn't just us.

 

Damien: I owe you a drink if you want.

 

Damien: look man. I'm sorry. Please don't be mad. I can explain.

 

Damien: Dude?

 

Damien: Shayne?

 

Damien: Please stop ignoring me. This is how we got all mixed-up last time.
Damien: I promise, it'll make sense when we have a chance to talk.

 

Damien: Well, I mean, it might not. But like you understand me, so it will. You know?

 

Damien: Please don't make me explain over text...
Damien: I really am sorry.

 

Damien was taken by surprise when he hears the click of the door and sees Shayne. "Hey sorry to bother you guys, have you seen Noah? He stole my phone and ran away after we finished filming a sketch. He said, 'I was too glued to it today.’ I've literally looked for him everywhere." Damien blushed furiously. "No man. Not here, we only finished a few minutes ago." Wes says laughing. Shayne nods and waves before heading back out to find Noah. Damien only waits about 30 seconds before excusing himself to go follow Shayne.

 

"Shayne?" Damien calls, running up behind Shayne. Shayne of course stops and looks back at Damien. "What's up?" Damien doesn't know what to say. Should he just go for it? No, there is FAR too much to get through. So, he just exhales slowly and says, "Come home with me after the party? We should talk." Shayne looks taken aback a little, and then nods. "Sure." And turns around to go find Noah.

 

Shayne tries not to think about Damien as he continues looking. Shayne finds Noah after another 10 minutes of searching, in Ian's office. Shayne's stomach drops as Noah hands him the phone and says, "I don't know what he did, but you should forgive him soon. It just did not stop going off." Shayne looks at him confused before checking the texts from Damien. He sighs and responds.
Shayne: I just got my phone back. Don't worry- I'm not mad. We'll talk tonight.

 

Shayne doesn't know why he is so nervous as he gets ready for the party. He changed a solid 4 times, doing his best to look good, as if he didn't see these people consistently. He sighs as he gives himself another once over in the mirror. He decided keeping it simple was the way to go. He put on his dark blue button up top that he got with Damien a few weeks back, his favorite black skinny jeans, and converse. He decided to put on his favorite beanie with it as well, just to give it something. With one last breath, he finally left.

 

When he got to the restaurant, Shayne saw Noah and walked in with him. Wes wanted to do something big this year, and since it was for Wes, Flitz, and Joven everyone decided to pitch in to rent out the restaurant/bar so that everyone and their plus ones could hang out, eat, and drink. They walked in and there was some good music, karaoke set up (Matt Raub's idea for sure), multiple tables, and an open bar. They said hello to the birthday boys and then separated. Noah to the left with Lasercorn and his wife, and Shayne went over to Olivia and Courtney.

 

"Shayne! You look great!" Olivia said giggling into her drink already. She was a little bit of a light weight, so no shocks there. "Thanks Liv. You both look great too!" He said motioning to the girls in front of him. "Thank you! I've been wanting to wear this dress for months but haven't had a reason." Shayne chuckles and nods. Shayne took a moment to look around. He pretends he doesn't know why, until he sees him. Damien was dressed up similar to him. Nice shirt, that really showed off his biceps, tight pants, converse. He shouldn't be shocked that the moment he found him, Damien's head turns and finds him as well. Shayne smiles and waves, which Damien does the same. Damien then did a little head nod, to tell him to follow him. Shayne nodded and excused himself before following Damien to the bar. He missed Olivia saying, "God, I wish they'd just kiss already. It's inevitable." Courtney snorts a laugh, shrugs and watches Shayne walk away.

 

"Hey." Shayne says, cringing at how nervous he sounds. "Hi." Damien softly says back, smiling softly. "Look man, I feel like I should apologize for today..." Shayne started, quickly being interrupted by Damien. "No! I totally get it. I am the one who needs to apologize." When Shayne just waits for him to continue the taller man sighs and continues, "Look. I just... So, I don't have a good reason. I just. I can explain more later, but it comes down to just needing time to think. I should have just said that though. I mean, Wes and I have been working out a lot more, so I don't know..." Shayne cuts him off, "It's okay. I get it. Really. I am not mad. I mean, I was a little upset this morning, but I'm over it." Shayne says biting his lip. "Really?" Damien Perks up. "Yeah."

 

Shayne sighs, "I don't know why this is so hard for us." Damien places a soft hand on Shayne’s that is lying flat against the bar top. "I mean we usually tell each other everything, why is it so hard to be so vulnerable now?" Damien softly stroked Shayne's hand. "Because more is at stake." Shayne's eyes darted quickly to Damien. Damien had a small, half-smile on his face as he looked back at Shayne. For a moment, no words needed to be said as they both spoke silently, showing the other one their feelings without saying anything at all. When the bar tender spoke, the trance stopped, and the boys ordered their drinks. "Look. Let's enjoy this night with our friends and try not to think about it. And tonight, we can get it all out, yeah?" The brunette smiled encouragingly, Shayne returned the smile and nodded, taking his drink, and following the other boy to go to their friends.

 

So that is what they did. They ate some yummy food, sang some karaoke, danced the night away, and had some great conversations with the friends surrounding them. Even when they were a part, they would catch each other’s eyes and their smiles would brighten. For hours they seemingly forgot about what the night would lead to, taking in all that was in front of them right now.

 

So, when everyone starts to leave, including Shayne and Damien, the anxiety kicks in. Shayne only had the one drink, but now he was wishing he had another. Or that there was more than 10 minutes between here and Damien's. Damien was already waiting for him, so Shayne took a deep breath and followed Damien inside.

 

Damien walked to the kitchen and started up his coffee pot, as Shayne watched his shaky nervous hands, he realized it was more for something to do with his fidgety body than really wanting coffee. So As Damien finished up, Shayne moved to the side of the kitchen island that Damien was at and took his hands in his. It was rare when Damien was the one who needed Shayne to be the strong one, usually so good at keeping his cool. So, Shayne took a breath and took the role this time. They have always been so good at being exactly what the other needs. Whether that is just someone to laugh at their jokes or 'yes and' them, or to listen to their problems and tell them that all was going to be okay. Shayne looked at Damien thoughtfully and brought him into a hug, one that was full of the anxiety and nerves and love, and slowly helped both boys feel more grounded.

 

When Shayne pulled away, he let his hand move to Damien's head, and scratched softly behind his ear, the way that always calmed him down. He thought for a moment and then led them both to the couch, facing each other, hands intertwined. "I was so scared about this moment. About what this confession would lead to." Shayne started. "But now I am here, and I realize just how in my head I was. That the things I was worried about were puny in comparison with what we already have. We are already so good together, always have been. Ever since that first time we talked, I didn't know what that feeling was then, but I know now. I love you, Damien. I always have, and it is time for me to be honest about it, about who I am, and about what I want." Shayne has never felt this clarity as he does now.

 

"What do you want, Shayne?" Damien always needed reassurance, always needed to hear it out loud. The words of affirmation talk they had back when they first lived together rang in his brain. Shayne smiled, "I want dates out to the movies and restaurants. I want picnics full of foods I would have never considered to be a picnic food. I want nights on the couch playing video games or watching movies and anime's. I want late nights and early mornings being in our own little world, entangled in each other. I want a future full of uncertainty, but comfort that we will always have each other." Damien's eyes looked a little glassy as Shayne took a deep breath. "More than anything, I have never been so confident, I want you, Damien. All of you, all of me. I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine."

 

Damien surged forward, kissing Shayne intensely. The feelings pouring out and their lips softly moved against each other. When they pull away, Damien's hand stays on Shayne's cheek as he speaks. "I can't say I know for sure what the future might bring or what challenges could possibly come up; but I do know one thing. We are meant to deal with it together, and that is exactly what I want. You. Being with you and all your amazingness. I want to be yours and experience it all together, whatever it may be. All this to say, I love you too, Shayne."

 

I don't think there was any shock in what happened next. Shayne leaned in to kiss Damien. The kiss was soft at first, only becoming more heated as it continued. The blonde let himself be led to Damien's lap. The brunette wasted no time kissing down to Shayne's neck, not thinking about anything else but kissing, and leaving his trail of tiny purple bruises down to Shayne's chest. Shayne's hips moved in circles, grinding against Damien's. Quickly they both wanted more, standing, and stripping before heading the bedroom and closing the door.

 

Damien's lips were wet and hot as they slid down his body, kissing every part of his chest he could reach, letting his tongue circle his hard nubs. He pushed Shayne softly back until he fell onto the bed. Shayne quickly leaned up and grabbed Damien, bringing him down with him. Shayne loved they ways their bodies perfectly matched, like puzzle pieces. He loved the feeling of Damien's body on him, the pressure of it, perfect for him. Shayne lets his lips roam and slide against Damien’s as he asked, "I want you to make love to me, Damien. Please?" Damien groaned softly as he nodded, reaching up to grab the lube from the bedside table.

 

Damien kissed him deeply again as he slicked up his fingers, slowly pushing the first one in and moving it around. "Always so good for me, Shayne. Always ready to take more. So breathtaking." Damien praised as he added the second slicked finger, spreading them and scissoring him open. Shayne let the burn subside, moaning out when Damien hit his prostate. Shayne loved the immense pleasure this brought him. Damien added another finger and Shayne really took in Damien. His mouth open just a little bit in concentration, tongue poking out slightly. Damien was beautiful, and his. Shayne took in his strong hands on him, and quickly reached out to touch Damien's arm, wrapping his hand around the forearm. "Dames, please. I need more. I need more of you."

 

"Anything for you baby boy." Damien responded, making Shayne whimper at the loss of the fingers inside him. Quickly the sound was muffled by him biting his lip as Damien slicked up his large length and lined himself up. Damien slowly pushed in, making Shayne sigh and moan the deeper Damien pushed. The burn was familiar, knowing just a little longer and the pleasure will grow intensely. That like this, he will feel Damien tomorrow. He all but cries out in relief as Damien bottoms out, the fullness feels amazing.

 

He waits a moment before pulling Damien down to kiss him, nodding for him to go ahead. Damien sits back up, and slowly pulls almost all the way out, the emptiness making him whine, but quickly turn into a moan as Damien's hips snap, refilling him deliciously, hitting the spot inside that feels like pure pleasure. Shayne's head falls back against the pillows hard, his back arching for just a moment. Damien smirks cockily before doing it again. and again. Faster. Harder. Deeper. Shayne is in pure bliss as Damien thrusts inside him, changing between the brutally fast thrusts and the hard slow ones that makes Shayne feel like he might explode any moment. Soon enough Damien has a fantastic rhythm built, making Shayne get close far too soon.

 

That is the thing though. This time they know they have all the time in the world. Shayne lets it build inside him as he pulls Damien down, kissing him deeply. Damien readjusts, now hitting Shayne’s spot every single time as the kiss becomes sloppier. Damien's hand finds his, and their fingers entangle as Damien presses them down against the mattress. Shayne lets his free hand scratch down against Damien's back as his own back arches and he hits his climax, spurting between them on their chests and stomachs, moaning out Damien's name. Damien breathes out Shayne's name like a mantra as he hit his own orgasm just moments after, spilling into Shayne, rutting fast as he fucks himself through it.

 

During and after their quick clean up, neither boy can't stop smiling into the kisses and touches, that now feel even more intense and have more feeling as they enjoy each other. As he lays in Damien's arms and thinks about how happy he feels, he can't help but lean up and kiss Damien again smiles on both their faces. "I love you Dames." He says softly. "I love you too, Shayne." And Shayne doesn't know what the world will think, but he knows having his best friend, now boyfriend by his side- it doesn't matter, because he will always have him.

Notes:

Yay! So I feel super good about this piece. Originally I thought about adding another chapter- maybe something with one of them being kinda a douche, but that didn't feel right with this piece. I hope you enjoyed reading it, as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Leave me kudos and comments please, I want to know how you felt about it :)

<3/ PrincessDaisyXoXo