The Flame and The Wings

chapter 3

With smoldering eyes I trailed down the face and upper body of the man below me, his draid, black, hair strewn out on top of my satin pillowcase, a beautiful image to see. Honestly he looked like some type of Greek God, he was the most gorgeous person that should ever cross the land. As he looks up at me I pin him down in our shared bed, the sheets playing a tug of war with his clothes. Passion played a raging mantra in his eyes and even from the minimal contact we had I could feel as his skin began to heat up, but I couldn't mind less, it makes the passion all the more better as I ferociously planted dandelion kisses on his plush pink lips. Biting his lower lip he moaned softly gracing my ears with utter pleasure, I use this chance to thrust my tongue into his mouth roaming every crevice possible. Our tongues fought for dominance, mine wining in the battle before it was even finished, furthering our passionate kiss I slipped my tongue out of his now swollen mouth and began leading a trail of kisses down his neck. He letting out soft moans and whimpers as my trail went farther. "Ba-briiiiinnnnggg, ba-bring," we both slightly jolted while hearing his phone violently ringing on the bedside table, "Ignore it," he pants, determined for me to keep going. Listening to his plea I all but ripped his shirt off and ignored his noisy phone. I began kissing down his his chest as I made my way down his hard abs placing my tongue on his now hard n*****s. "Ba-briiiiinnnnggg, ba-bring," I heard the phone going off a second time following by his notification ping. I jump of his body in disappointment as I watch his eyes began to light up in a flaming mix of orange and red, angry he picks up his phone and shouts at the innocent person on the other end, "You better have a damn good reason to be calling me at this time of the night!" I hear muffled noises coming from the other end, but they seem to be in panicked frenzy, "Fuuuk, ok s**t, I'm on my way!" he yells still slightly upset but now joining in with their panic. He looks at me his eyes back to the beautiful hazel color as before our little tango, that sadly didn't go too far, and says in a calmer tone, "Emergency at the office, have to run," I look into his sad puppy dog eyes and place a soft kiss on his pouting lips and nod in on his disappointment, "Go take care of your company, I'll still be here," I whispered against his lips in a demanding tone. He pulls his t-shirt off of the floor and over his head, jumping as he attempted to put his shoes on and swiftly ran out the door. Hi my name is Ethan Moore, I am the boyfriend of three years, soon to be fiancé, to Sage, the multi-millionaire publishing entrepreneur and phoenix. I n fact I run his public relations department and have to join him in all of his boring press conferences. I'm only 20 years old and I'm a human, which I find myself explaining to people more often than I should as I discover that phoenix are not the only supernatural creatures that exist on my plain of existence, for example Jaydean my boyfriends bestfriend is a hybrid werewolf. Which basically means that she is of two different species but identifies with werewolf more, she has a werewolf father and a human mother, apparently they were mates, soul mates, whatever. Although she has the super strength, the keen sense of hearing, as well as a great sense of smell she does not shape-shift into a wolf and her vision is not all that great to the point where she actually has to wear glasses. I grew up in a pretty normal environment, my father was the main breadwinner of the family, but he always made an attempt to be home for dinner every night and if he missed dinner he still made it in time to tuck me in, even as a teenager he would still come in my room at night and sing this song he wrote that I will one day sing to my children. My mother on the other hand stayed at home to take care of me, which was her choice to do so, she is a joyful woman that spent her day singing and cleaning and she was okay and happy with that. When I was twelve I hit puberty and realized I was gay, I had a crush on my teacher, he was a tall buff man, he kind of looked like if Roman Reins, John Cena, and The Rock got together and had a baby. That's how I realized I was gay because all my friends had a crush on Mrs. Jenes, the school nurse, she was a petite woman and had an angelic smile. Don't get me wrong she was beautiful, absolutely stunning, however Mr. Jones was the one for me. I had then come out to my parents one night at dinner and my mom smiled and simply stated, "That's perfectly fine, just know I will still love you no matter what," my dad on the other hand was enraged and excused himself from the table, but the next night he wound up staying late at work and came home late, like always, he came home to tuck me in and sing me my song. Instead of singing me my song that night he came in, sat on the edge of my bed, as he did every night, brushed my hair out of my face and whispered in the most gentle voice, "Sorry for my reaction yesterday, it had caught me off guard and I wasn't ready to face that reality. I had to force my self to change to fit your life instead of changing you to fit mine. I love you no matter who you love, as long as they treat you like the king that you are," ever since then they never showed any hate towards my sexuality, and I now present myself as an polyamorous, gay, man. I even brought Sage home to meet my parents, after just the first date, and they absolutely loved him, still do. When Sage left I realized it was still pretty early in the evening and decided to get dressed and go out drinking at the gay bar down the street. I made my way to the bar and took the first empty seat I could find in front of the bartender. He has a crush on me so I usually drink for free, but if I see a hot person I might buy them a couple of drinks to let them know I'm interested, yes I know I have a boyfriend, but since I'm poly sage and I have an agreement I can date outside of the relationship as long as it doesn't interfere with our relationship and I let him know about the other guy. The bartender comes up to me and asked, "Whisky on the rock, yes?" Having my usual already memorized. I nodded my head to confirm. Looking I saw a man in a suit, he looked Asian of some sort, maybe Korean because of his soft features, like most Korean men. He had white hair, could be dyed or could be natural I'm not close enough to tell, with a beauty mark placed directly at the center of his cheek and plump red lips. I wave to the bartender and winked before saying, "How about you send that handsome man in the blue suit one of whatever he is drinking," the bartender followed my command letting the man know I sent the drink his way. Looking over at me he smiles and gets up, taking his drink and making his way to me. He sat on the now not so vacant seat next to me and stated bluntly, "Your hot, I like to get down to business and not waste time, so your place or mine?" I don't like bringing one night stands to Sage and I's house, out of respect to him so I quickly replied with a smirk, "Yours" And whip out my phone and text Sage, "went to bar,,, got a date,,, see you tomorrow,,, luv yous <3" In a few short minutes he replied back with two thumbs up emojis and a heart. Letting out a sigh of relief I pocket my phone and smile at the cute man in front of me, "I'm ready when you are, love."