49. Pride // Control

Sky.

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I kiss Aron tenderly and I'm completely absorbed into this moment with him. He's been so busy with school, it's driving me crazy. Rose is with Loren and Aron has the day off so I think we're going to be spending that time talking.

With our bodies.

I flip us over so I'm on top and then I decide to bring up something that has been floating around my mind lately.

"How about you just stay here?" I say.

"What do you mean?" Aron caresses my arm.

"On the bottom."

"Hah, you're funny." Aron looks away, completely not taking me seriously.

"I'm serious."

"Sky.." He whines.

"Look, I know you love topping.. but I have needs! And.. I want to see how you respond to it." I smirk.

He groans annoyed. "I get one day off and this is how you want to use it? By torturing me?"

"It's not gonna hurt."

"So you say."

"Since when are you scared of a little pain?"

"I'm not. I just don't see how I could enjoy that."

"Give and take, Aron."

He sighs.

"Come here?" He mumbles.

I lean in and he kisses me again. He flips us over and pins me against the bed.

"No fair!"

"All is fair in love and war." He murmurs.

I push him away.

"I think I know what your problem is." I sit up. "It's the control thing again, isn't it?" I say amused I cracked the code.

He takes an exhausted sigh.

"You know, I think this would be a great exercise for you..."

Aron rolls his eyes.

"Please?" I kiss his neck. "Please, please, please?"

He's trying hard to struggle against me. I nibble on his ear. His weak spot.

He moans quietly.

"Please?" I whisper.

He puts his arms around my waist.

"Okay, fine. But you first."

Finally.

I chuckle as he lays me down on the bed.

He kisses my chest when my phone starts to ring.

I turn it off without even looking at the screen.

Aron smiles happily as he begins to pull down my shorts.

Not long after his phone rings too.

He pulls away.

"Just ignore it." I say.

"I can't. It might be school." He sits up and picks up the phone.

I groan.

He listens closely to hear the person on the other line.

"Hey, Steven." He gives me an annoyed look.

I smile at him and start to kiss his shoulder.

"Yeah, look, I'm kind of busy right no—"

I grab his dick and he suppresses a groan.

Aron sighs of frustration.

"I hate you." He mouths.

"Love you too." I whisper as I pull down his pants.

He stops me with his hand. "Yeah, he's right here." He says, a sadistic smirk on his lips.

I sigh and take the phone from Aron. I suppress the urge to scream at Steven for interrupting this moment.

"Sky,"

Just get to it.

Aron starts to massage my shoulder. I guess it's payback time.

I push his hand away.

"What's up?" I say, frustration coloring my tone.

"I played your song for your mom."

My annoyance is immediately replaced by excitement.

I get up.

"Really? How was it?"

"What's going on?" Aron asks from the bed.

"He played the song for my mom."

"Really? Put him on speaker." Aron gets up and wraps his arms around me.

"Your mother loved it. She was very excited. I told her I have feelings for her and... That part didn't go over so well."

Oh no.

"I mean, it's not like I expected it to. I just couldn't keep it to myself anymore. I'm glad it's out in the open now, at least."

"What did she say?"

"She said she needed time to think."

"Well.. that's kind of good, don't you think? At least she didn't say no. She'll say yes. There's no other way."

"I don't think so, kiddo." Steven sighs.

That sucks. Finally there's a guy actually worthy of my mom and she lets him go!

"I'm sorry, Steve."

"I know. I just wanted to let you know about that. Oh, yeah, one more thing. I recorded your song."

"Really?" I chuckle. "Why?"

"Like I said, it's really good. I don't seem to be the only one who thinks so because I sent it to an old friend of mine. He's a composer and music producer and he's obsessed with it."

"No way!"

"Do you have more songs?"

"I.. I do. I just wrote one the other day."

"Good, cause he wants you to work with him."

"What?!"

"'Assistant composer' is what he said, I think."

"What? But I don't know anything about composing and I barely know any theory—"

"He's willing to teach you. He says he wants to know the next generation's musical genius. He says once you've learned the basics you can do most of the work from home."

I'm absolutely speechless.

"Sky? Are you there?"

I look at Aron. He looks so proud.

"I don't know what to say."

"Say you'll meet him on Friday."

"Yes! Of course!"

"I'll give him your number."

"Steven.. I don't know how—"

"Sky, if you start thanking me, I will scream. This is just you and your talent. You did this. Start believing that."

I smile.

"Well, glad I could make your day. It certainly makes mine a whole lot better."  He chuckles.

"Oh, and Aron?"

"Yeah?" Aron answers.

"Marry him already. We're all getting impatient here." With that Steven hangs up the phone.

Aron is smiling just as much as I am.

We fall into each other's arms.

"I'm so proud of you." Aron kisses my forehead.

"I told you you were good. I told you!"

× × ×

Aron and I just went out to dinner to celebrate. He keeps giving me the proudest look. It makes me so happy.

We've decided to watch a movie with some ice cream and beers. It's the best thing ever. Dinner was amazing and all, but nothing beats chilling on the couch with Aron.

We've just settled on what movie to watch when the door swings open and in comes Chase.

"I swear, you have to stop just barging in here!" Aron says.

"You said I could for emergencies. THIS IS AN EMERGENCY."

Something tells me it's not.

I think Chase and Loren both have a drama queen gene... Yikes, makes me worried for Rose.

"What does it mean when a guy says 'k'? Like, literally just 'k'. I mean," Chase wiggles his way in between me and Aron. We give each other an amused look.

"Who does that?!" Chase exclaims.

"Uh, wait, back up. Who are we talking about? How old is this guy, how do you know him.." Aron says.

I chuckle. He sounds like a concerned dad.

"It's this guy from my class. He's seventeen and— Don't laugh! Why are you laughing?!"

"I just think it's fun to see you so lively again. It's been a while." Aron smiles.

"No it hasn't."

"Yes it has." I chime in. "So... you like him."

"I don't! We're just friends! I just wanna know why he's being so curt all of a sudden."

"Maybe he's just busy? You're making a big deal out of nothing, Chase." I sigh.

"I don't know.."

"Look, just give me the phone,"

Chase sighs and hands me his phone.

I put it on a table behind me. "Now let's just watch a movie, and don't think about it."

"Fine.." Chase settles into his seat and we begin to watch.

We're about an hour into the movie and finally the exciting part is coming. It's a horror movie and Chase has been squeezing Aron's arm for the past hour.

"Look behind you, you idiot! I swear, they always do this!" Aron screams at the TV.

"Oh my God..." I can feel Chase's foot trembling on my lap.

Suddenly someone's head flies of and it's the cheesiest 80s special effects we've ever seen.

Aron and I crack up while Chase screams his lungs out.

"HOLY SHIT!" Chase hides his face in Aron's chest.

"It's not that bad, Chase. It's all fake." He laughs. Our eyes meet.

"What do you mean, it's not that bad? That guy's head just flew off!"

Aron shakes his head with an amused smile on his face.

The movie dredges on but the most exciting part has already happened.

I'm starting to get kind of sleepy.

"Hey," Aron whispers as he pokes my shoulder.

Aron points at Chase who has fallen asleep.

Aron's eyes look playful. My sleepiness instantly fades into desire.

He nods to the bedroom and grants me a playful smirk.

I smile back and gently push Chase's feet off me. He does the same with Chase's head.

Once we're both free we fly into each other's arms. Aron and I give each other a hungry kiss before joining hands and running to the bedroom.