Beyond Darkness

Memory Lane

Orion woke up in a cold sweat. He turned to find Michael's back facing him, it was good that he hadn't woken him up. Orion slipped out of bed and headed towards the kitchen to get a drink of water. He opened the fridge and got a bottle of water out. it was hot and he wanted to cool off. He unscrewed the cap and tipped the bottle over gulping the cold water slicking his throat. He sighed as he finished drinking, filling the bottle back again and sticking it in the fridge. He opened the door to the deep freeze compartment and silently burst out with joy at the stashed tubs of ice cream.

Taking the tub of a simple vanilla ice cream out and getting a spoon, He sat on the island top and waited till the icecream was soft enough to use the spoon to scoop it out. He scooped the ice cream with his spoon, not bothering to get a bowl. Placing the small amount on his tongue and letting the cool formula of the ice cream numb his palette gave him a certain sense of peace. He took another spoonful of ice cream and repeated the same process.

He held up the spoon in the soft light that was coming through the curtains, remembering how Michael had carelessly thrown spoons in the microwave, and how he had almost lost his life because of a really tough cabinet door. How Michael had played hacky sack with him when he was mildly conscious, how he had taken care of him when they were in that house. How he was clueless and scrunched up his nose so beautifully when he couldn't understand the concept of the clock, How his face had been when Orion showed up at his office.

Orion remembered the panic and the softness of Michael together, the passion and the hesitation when he first saw him at the warehouse. The confusion and the contentment of him being okay. The shock and the recovery when he found out who Orion actually was. When he broke down in front of him narrating where Michael had come from.

When he stabbed him at the hospital, when he had called him Princess, and lately when he had punished Orion in the bathroom of a pub without caring about his own safety and bringing Orion himself to his right senses. Orion thought about how they had not known each other for more than a few hours but somehow they trusted each other, Maybe it was because of the need to survive but they had build something on the foundation of that unexplainable trust on each other that they might hurt each other but they would definitely save each other if they were attacked by someone else. Orion sighed and scooped another spoonful of ice cream and let it relish on his tongue. He closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind from on going questions of him and Michael.

Orion was definitely attracted to Michael, and he knew that it was reciprocated on both the sides. He obviously didn't know where they stood but there was this thing that Orion may have had feelings for Michael ever since he said goodbye to him at Vincent's house. He surely didn't expect him to be at the warehouse, staring at him with those crustal blue eyes, He knew his heart had been singing in that moment but he kept all of his feelings to himself because he didn't know if what Orion felt...was the same pull and infatuation Michael himself felt.

Orion stood up and dragged a chair from the island counter near the window, cradling his tub of ice cream he sat down after sliding the window so that the moonlight and the seemingly cool breeze stroked his skin in the faintest way. He breathed in the city air and instantly felt nostalgia creep in. His life was so different before he was rescued by Michael. Michael had played with Orion's brain perfectly and Orion had gotten perfectly played too. One small slip of paper and Orion had gone running to Michael, and he had gotten stabbed by him. Funny.

Orion was a quarter done with his ice cream and then he heard the bedroom door wedge open and a very sleepy Michael strutted in. Orion smiled up at him and betokened him closer. Michael walked to him, rubbing his eyes and Orion pulled him into his lap and Michael snuggled close to Orion. "Ice cream?" Michael just hummed. Orion chuckled and fed Michael. "Ooh, its cold!" Orion rolled his eyes and softly hit Michael on his head. "It is supposed to be cold, silly!" Michael chhuckled. He took the spoon from Orion and continued shoveling Ice cream like he hadn't seen it in his life. "Go easy Michael, You're gonna get a brain freeze at this rate." Orion laughed at the pout Michael gave him after hearing that, but he complied nonetheless. Orion ruffled Michael's hair. "Why are you here though? Everything okay?' Michael looked up at Orion, slightly worried. He just nodded, "Just thinking about us." Michael smiled, "What about us?" Orion told him what he was thinking, how they never doubted each other and never questioned the other as to why or what. He told him that he was thankful to Michael for saving him not once or twice but thrice.

Michael held Orion's chin and, softly bringing him in, kissed his nose. "The first time was my duty, other times it was my choice. About trusting, I just knew I could trust you. It was an innate response and, I'm glad I did." Orion thought about it and then smiled, "Yep." Michael smiled brightly at him and then went digging at the ice cream. Michael was still shirtless because Orion was wearing his. The moonlight was hitting Michael at all the right places. The crevices of his clavicle, the shadow of his jaw, it lit up his eyes even more. Orion excused himself and fished for his phone. From where he was standing he clicked about a dozen photos, Michael then turned to Orion, He captured the softness of Michael, the askew hair, wide eyes, a spoon dangling from his pretty lips and a blush over his skin. Orion smiled at his phone. "Show me?" Michael reached out for Orion's phone and Orion denied. Michael pouted at Orion making Orion chuckle. He tossed the phone on the sofa and went back to Michael. He wrapped his arms around Michael and hugged him close, his back pressed against Orion's front.

"Let me show you the uses of ice cream..." Orion whispered in Michael's ear. Michael turned and looked at Orion, "Huh?" Orion smirked at Michael. He let him go and dragged him into the bedroom by his elbow. "My turn to make you whine..." Orion took the ice cream tub from Michael's hand and pushed him on the bed. Michael landed on his front. Orion placed a hand on his back and pressed Michael down as he straddled him. Michael stopped squirming around, Orion had something in mind. He wanted Michael squirming with desire. Orion leaned in and placed a kiss between Michael' shoulder blades. A whimper left Michael's lips, it excited Orion beyond imagination. He placed the tub besides him and got down to work, he places soft kisses along Michael's spine, taking his sweet time tasting his skin. As he reached Michael's lower back he licked the trail upwards. Michael moaned softly burying his head in a pillow. Orion kissed his shoulder blades, licked and nibbled on to his skin. Michael was making the most delicious sounds Orion had ever heard. Orion rose from Michael who was now whining. He chuckled and took the spoon from the tub. He placed the spoon and dragged it along Michael's spine stopping at the small of his back. Michael was surprised at the sudden cold at once but then moaned out loud as Orion started licking off the Ice cream trail the spoon had left. Michael shivered when Orion licked at the edge of his tail bone on his lower back. Happy by this reaction, Orion scooped a spoon full of Ice cream and dumped it on the spot he had just tasted. Michael gasped and then shivered. Orion let the ice cream melt until it was dripping before attacking Michael's back with his tongue yet again.

Michael moaned under the assault of Orion's tongue. His tongue was hot against the cold of Ice cream and it was torturous but good. Orion finished off licking his back and got up to turn Michael so that he was facing him. Orion straddled Michael this time slowly taking his time grinding against Michael. Michael face reflected pure esctasy and it was one of the most beautiful things Orion had experienced. Orion scooped up some ice cream, put it in his mouth and then leaned in and softly blew against Michael's n*****s. The then latched on to soft bud, sucking and flicking it with his tongue. Circling both of them and alternating between sucking and softly biting. Orion was rock hard at this point. He adjusted himself so that both of their c***s aligned and rubbed together in the search of friction and relief. Orion softly bit Michael's bud, slightly tugging at it which made Michael groan in discomfort. Orion licked at it to ease the

the pain and then trailed kisses along Michael's collar bones. He trailed upwards his neck reaching his ear. Michael was a moaning mess, his hands were twisted in the bedsheet and one was tugging at Orion's hair. He was desperately grinding against Orion in search for some relief. Orion's hand snaked down between their bodies and rubbed Michael's bulge. Michael let out a loud moan which vibrated through Orion making him impatient. Orion rubbed Michael through the fabric of his trousers. Michael was now grinding against Orion's palm, he was ready to beg if Orion wanted. He wanted him. He needed him like Orion was oxygen and Michael was dying from the lack of it. Michael pulled against Orion's hair, he wanted to kiss him. He needed to kiss him. He needed his oxygen.

Orion gave what Michael wanted. Orion took Michael's lips and kissed him carnally. He devoured his mouth, plunging his tongue, dominating the kiss while swirling his tongue with Michael's. He swallowed Michael's moan as he softly bit Michael's lips as he took his sweet sweet time exploring Michael's mouth. Somehow Everytime they kissed It was different. The thrill and the anticipation was always like the very first time they had kissed in that warehouse on the table. It was the most furious and the most hot kiss Orion had experienced. Maybe they could top that experience with soon. There was a thought in the back of Orion mind, hoping that they could have times like these when they would drive each other crazy, exploring their bodies. Orion hopes that there would be more times like these when they would share ice cream sitting under the moonlight holding each other close. Orion rose and fumbled with the button of Michael's trousers. Once he got it opened he let Michael unbutton and unzip his own. Orion got up from Michael, "Wrap your legs around me." Michael wrapped his legs around Orion's waist. Leaning onto his hands Orion slowly started grinding against Michael. Michael and Orion both moaned at the first contact. Michael was restless He pulled Orion closer with his legs, moving his hips against Orion's in search for the delicious contact. Orion let Michael hump him as he watched how Michael was a panting mess. It only drove Orion crazier. Orion took Michael's hands and pinned them up over his head. He then started moving, against Michael, ruthlessly. Creating friction neither of them would be able to keep their selves in control. Orion groaned as he grinded against Michael who was moaning unrestrainedly. The friction was driving them out of control. The speed and the moves became sloppy as Orion relentlessly moved against Michael. Michael was chanting Orion's name small beads of corner pricking at his eyes. He let out a scream and writhed under Orion as he came. Orion growled at Michael but he kept moving, grinding as he rode off his own orgasm, collapsing on Michael. Michael held Orion close to him. They both were slick with swear and sticky for all the right reasons and substances. "Let's clean up..." Orion got off of Michael and helped him up. Michael was wobbly on his legs as Orion walked him to the bathroom, giving him his privacy.