Ice on Fire (Treble and the Lost Boys Book 1)

by G. R. Lyons

  “Fuck,” Zac breathed, “I could come just from looking at you.”

  Adrian blushed, though he thought the same. Zac was so beautiful, his long, slender limbs splayed out across the dark sheets.

  Grinning, Zac trailed a hand up to his collar and tugged at it, throwing his head back and letting out a moan. “Baby…” he breathed.

  Adrian jumped right up on the end of the bed and crawled forward between Zac's legs. He batted Zac's hand away and hooked his own fingers around the collar, pulling gently until Zac lifted his head off the pillows and met him in a bruising kiss.

  “Want you inside me so bad,” Zac panted.

  Adrian blushed again, then threw himself over one of Zac's legs so he could reach the nightstand. He yanked the drawer open, fumbled around inside until he found the bottle of lube that Zac kept there, then poured too much out on his fingers and immediately shot his hand down between Zac's legs.

  Zac hissed as Adrian's fingers touched his hole. “Cold,” he laughed.

  Adrian snatched his hand back and grimaced. “Sorry.”

  “It's alright, babe,” Zac murmured, grabbing Adrian's hand and rubbing his lubed fingers, warming them up. Zac let him go and gave a nod, putting his own slick hand on his cock while Adrian slowly moved his hand down toward Zac's hole again.

  He got two fingers in, and Zac immediately begged for a third. Adrian complied, marveling at the tightness around his fingers, knowing it was going to be even tighter around his cock.

  He squeezed his eyes shut. Good gods, just the thought of that…

  Adrian couldn't wait any longer. He snatched his hand back, stroked his cock a few times with the excess lube all over his fingers, then shuffled forward and touched his tip to Zac's hole.

  “Oh, gods, baby, yes,” Zac moaned.

  Adrian pushed until the head slipped inside. He froze, gasping at the sensation. “Oh my gods,” he breathed, his voice shaky. “Holy shit. Oh my gods.”

  Zac grinned at him, wiggling his hips. “More, babe. Gods, please, more.”

  Adrian pulled back a tiny bit and pushed forward again, then repeated the motion, gasping with every inch that slowly but surely disappeared into Zac's body. When he was all the way in, he froze again, panting.

  He planted his hands flat on either side of Zac's hips and tried to catch his breath, then noticed the slight wince on Zac's face. “Are you alright?”

  Zac grinned at him. “I'm great, babe. You can move, you know.”

  Adrian squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head. “I'm hurting you.”

  “I'm fine, babe,” Zac insisted, wriggling beneath him.

  “Fuck,” Adrian breathed, his whole body going tense as he hovered on the edge. “I'm gonna come.”

  Zac chuckled, then rested his hands over Adrian's. “Breathe with me.”

  Adrian opened his eyes and held Zac's gaze, trying to match his breaths to the steady rise and fall of Zac's chest. Good gods, how could the man look so damned calm? Adrian thought he might explode out of his own skin, the sensations were so incredible.

  When he thought he could move without charging right into orgasm, Adrian drew back almost all the way and eased forward again, tearing a long, drawn-out moan from Zac's mouth.

  “Oh, gods, baby,” Zac panted. “Harder.”

  Adrian frowned. The man couldn't be serious, could he? The last thing he wanted to do was hurt Zac, but seeing the eagerness in Zac's gaze, he was sorely tempted to try. He pulled back and slammed forward.

  They shouted together.

  “Oh my gods,” Adrian breathed.

  “Fuck, babe, yeah, just like that.” Zac writhed beneath him, holding on to Adrian's wrists.

  Adrian did it again, making long, firm thrusts, slamming into Zac harder and harder each time until the bed was steadily banging against the wall.

  “Oh my gods,” Zac gasped, arching his back. “Yeah, baby, right there. Oh, fuck, right there.”

  Adrian wasn't going to last much longer. Between the exquisite sensation all around his cock and the glorious sight of Zac writhing beneath him, he was galloping away toward orgasm. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed Zac's cock and yanked furiously.

  A moment later, Zac gave a shout and started coming all over Adrian's hand. Then Zac's hole got impossibly tighter, throbbing around Adrian's cock and pushing him over the edge.

  Adrian's vision blacked out as the orgasm tore through him. His arms trembled and finally collapsed out from underneath him, sending him crashing down onto Zac while he gasped for breath.

  Awareness slowly returned to him as Zac wrapped both arms around Adrian's body and held him close, his cock still buried inside of Zac as it began to soften.

  “Oh my gods,” Adrian breathed.

  Zac chuckled beneath him and squeezed him tighter. “That was amazing.”

  Adrian tried to shake his head, but couldn't quite drum up the energy to do so. 'Amazing' didn't cover it. Not even close. He wasn't sure there were enough words to express just how incredible that whole experience had been.

  Once he caught his breath, Adrian pushed himself up on shaky arms so he could look down at Zac. “You alright?”

  Zac gave him a lazy grin. “I'm fabulous.”

  Adrian blushed as he whispered, “It was good?”

  Zac blinked a few times as he looked up at him, then lifted just enough to give Adrian a kiss before collapsing back down on the pillows. “Let me put it this way: Just as soon as you're hard, we are so doing that again.”

  Adrian's eyes went wide. “Really?”

  Zac nodded. “Oh yeah. Any and every time you want, we can totally do that. Holy hells.”

  Adrian tilted his head, studying Zac's blissed-out expression. “It really felt that good?”

  Zac chuckled. “Oh, baby, you have no idea.” He sighed. “What have I been missing all these years?”

  Adrian blushed again, and started to roll off Zac, not sure he could hold himself up any longer and not wanting to crush the man. Zac rolled with him, throwing an arm and a leg across him and resting his head on Adrian's shoulder.

  Then Zac jerked his head up and asked, “Is this alright?”

  Adrian fought a smile and managed a nod. “Yeah, it's fine.”

  Zac grinned at him and rested his head down again, letting out a contented sigh. Adrian wrapped his arms around that beautiful, slender body, holding Zac close, and let out a sigh of his own as a smile took over his face.

  Definitely more than fine. This moment went beyond all of his wildest dreams.

  Chapter 17

  ZAC WAS in heaven. Lying there in Adrian's arms after what they'd just done? Holy hells, he couldn't imagine anything better in the entire world.

  He squirmed a bit and settled down again at Adrian's side. Everything ached, but it was a welcome feeling, beyond anything he'd ever imagined. Feeling Adrian inside him, filling him, taking that part of his virginity and making him his, coming inside him…

  Zac shivered.

  “You cold?” Adrian asked.

  Zac chuckled. “No. Just…your cum inside me…”

  Adrian stiffened beneath him. “Is that…bad?” he whispered.

  Zac barked a laugh and shook his head. “No. Not at all. Not even close.” He looked up and saw Adrian blush while his lips twitched into a smile. Zac leaned closer and murmured right against Adrian's lips, “I love knowing I've got your cum inside me.”

  Adrian moaned, and Zac kissed him hard. He was sure they were just about on their way to a second round when his phone rang.

  Zac flopped over onto his back with a sigh. “Fuck.” He shot Adrian an apologetic look. “Remind me to shut off my phone next time.”

  Adrian breathed a laugh, and Zac slid out of bed, darting out to the living room to find his phone, just in case it was important.

  Ryley's name showed up on Caller ID. Zac answered, “Hey, Ry, what's up?”

  “Hey, you said you don't have classes first thing in the morning, right?”

  Zac
frowned. “Yeah…”

  “I was just talking to Vic, and we were thinking we'd like to get a rehearsal in before our Underground show this weekend. Think you could swing a meetup that morning before school?”

  Zac opened his mouth to answer, then hesitated. He'd have to get Adrian to campus, then get back, crunch through a rehearsal, then go back to campus for his own classes. That was going to make one hell of a crazy morning.

  “Don't you guys have work?” he asked, looking for an excuse.

  “No, we've got an insurance seminar all afternoon, so we're not going in to the office that morning.”

  Zac sighed. Damn it. How was he going to swing this?

  Adrian peeked around the bedroom door, a frown on his face. “Something wrong?” he whispered.

  Zac covered the phone and held it away from his head. “Vic and Ryley want to have a rehearsal Filday morning before I go to class.”

  Adrian's frown deepened and he gave a nod of understanding.

  “Hey, Ry,” Zac said, pulling the phone back to his ear while still looking at Adrian, “let me get back to you on that, yeah?”

  “Yeah, sure, no problem.”

  “Thanks, man. I'll call you guys back tomorrow, I promise.”

  “Sure thing.”

  “Thanks, Ry.”

  “Have a good one.”

  Zac ended the call and let the phone slip out of his fingers and onto the coffee table. When he looked up, Adrian had a thoughtful frown on his face.

  “Babe, don't worry, I won't let–”

  “You've done so much for me,” Adrian murmured, interrupting him. He met Zac's eyes and shook his head, taking a deep breath as though bracing himself. “I'll find another way to school.”

  Zac stepped closer. “You don't have to do that. I can drive you–”

  Adrian shook his head more firmly. “I'll figure something out.”

  Zac closed the distance between them, suddenly conscious of the fact that they were both still naked and Zac still wore Adrian's collar. “Are you sure?”

  Adrian nodded slowly. “Besides…” He gave a tiny shrug, one side of his mouth turning up in a smile. “I want you perfect for your show,” he murmured.

  Zac shuddered. He couldn't explain it, but he loved playing for Adrian, especially now that he knew who his mysterious Mr. Shadow was. Especially now that his mystery man was actually in his life.

  And even more so now that he'd gotten to experience Adrian in such an incredibly intimate way.

  How he was going to make it through a Treble show without scandalizing the audience with an obvious boner, he wasn't at all sure.

  Adrian hooked a finger around Zac's collar, tugging him closer.

  Zac moaned. “Yes, sir.”

  Adrian grinned. “Say that again,” he whispered.

  “Yes, sir,” Zac repeated, stepping closer, feeling Adrian's cock hardening alongside his own.

  Adrian shuddered. “Shower?” he panted.

  Zac grinned. “Yes, sir.” He gave Adrian a bruising kiss, then darted off, feeling Adrian chase after him.

  They traded blowjobs in the shower, then collapsed into bed, Adrian removing Zac's collar because he was worried about it choking him in his sleep. Zac didn't want to take it off, but the man had a point. He snuggled up in Adrian's arms, and was lost to the world in moments, a smile on his face as he drifted off.

  When he woke, Zac stretched an arm across the bed, only to come up empty.

  He jerked upright and looked around. No sign of Adrian. Zac got out of bed and found a pair of shorts, yanking them on as he stepped out into the living room, giving him a view of the rest of the apartment. Adrian was gone.

  What the hells?

  Zac darted over to his phone and checked the screen. No notifications. No missed calls or texts. No note anywhere to explain where Adrian might be.

  Then he remembered Adrian's phone didn't work anymore, and he threw his own down on the couch. Adrian had left, and he had no way to reach him to see if he was alright. Where would he have gone? And where the hells could Zac even begin to look? Sheltered as Adrian was, he couldn't imagine the man just wandering off for the hells of it.

  Zac darted back into his bedroom and snatched up the first clean clothes he could find. He was halfway into his jeans when he heard the front door open. He ran out and lurched to a stop.

  “Thank gods,” he panted, looking at Adrian. “Where were you?”

  Adrian sat down on the couch, drawing his knees up and hugging them to his chest.

  “Baby?” Zac darted to his side. “What's wrong?”

  Adrian slowly shook his head, then took a deep breath and let it out heavily. “I walked down to the shuttle stop.”

  Zac blinked. “What?”

  Adrian shrugged. “I need to find my own way to school, and the university runs a shuttle all around town. It's how I got here before. It's free for students, so there's that. And there's a stop just a couple blocks down the street, so I went to read the schedule–”

  “Wait, you went out, by yourself, just for that? Why didn't you wake me, or–”

  Adrian shook his head again. “I wanted to do it while I'd worked up the nerve,” he said, giving Zac an apologetic look. “I'm gonna have to get on that shuttle by myself anyway, so I figured I might as well go check it on my own, too.”

  Zac pulled him close. “I'm so proud of you, you know that?”

  Adrian leaned back just enough that they could see one another's faces. “Yeah?”

  “Yeah. Totally.”

  Adrian blushed, and whispered, “No one's ever been proud of me for anything before.”

  Zac just stopped himself from openly reacting to that. Gods damn Adrian's father. That had to be who Adrian was thinking about, the evil asshole. He clenched one hand into a fist, then let it go and put on a smile instead.

  “Well, I'm proud of you,” he reiterated. “You're amazing.”

  Adrian blushed again. “So now you can do your rehearsal. And go back to sleeping in.”

  “You don't have to do that.”

  Adrian shrugged. “It's the least I can do for you. You've done so much for me.”

  “You're so worth it.” Zac kissed him, then asked, “Breakfast?”

  In answer, Adrian's stomach grumbled loudly.

  Zac chuckled. “I'll take that as a yes.” He jumped up and ran for the kitchen.

  They shared breakfast, then Zac headed off for a shift at the diner while Adrian settled in to get his homework done. The day passed in a blur. A busy shift combined with memories of the night before made the hours fly by, interrupted only by a new tune that he realized had been teasing him all day. It had started to come to him last night when they'd gone to bed, but he'd been too tired to give it much thought. He couldn't wait to get home and play around with it.

  But he had his own homework to do first. Zac got home after his shift and went straight to work, trying to focus when all he wanted to do was grab his violin or drag Adrian to bed again. Somehow, he managed to get all his assignments done, and shoved everything back into his bag, itching to do something with his hands.

  He got up just as Adrian walked off to the washroom, so Zac turned and grabbed his violin instead. He tucked it under his chin and tested a few notes, trying over and over to get just the right sound to match the feeling that was running through him.

  Adrian came back out of the washroom and leaned against the bedroom doorway, watching him with a soft smile on his face. “That new?”

  The violin screeched as Zac yanked the bow away. “Yeah. Um…”

  “Can I hear it?”

  Zac hesitated, then put the instrument away. “It's still really rough. Maybe later.”

  Adrian nodded, a look of disappointment flickering across his eyes.

  Zac slipped past him into the bedroom and started tearing off his accessories. “How about you come fuck me instead?”

  Adrian instantly brightened and tackled him onto the bed.

  The ne
xt morning, after Adrian left for school, Zac jumped out of bed and went straight to his violin, testing out the new piece again. It had been running through his head all night after they'd had sex again, filling his dreams to the point that he almost got up in the middle of the night to work on it. He toyed with a few things, jotting down notes on some blank sheet music, then had to force himself to put it aside when he realized he needed to get to class himself.

  The school day dragged on. Once he saw Adrian, though, the music came right back to him, and it was all he could do to focus through their shared last class of the day.

  In the middle of class, Adrian slowly reached over and rested a hand on Zac's bouncing knee. Zac stilled, feeling the heat of Adrian's hand through his jeans. Good gods, he loved being under that man's control, even in such a small way.

  “You alright?” Adrian asked as they rode home together after class.

  “Yeah,” Zac said, unable to stop his grin. Now that this new piece was starting to come together, he couldn't wait to finish it. It was all Adrian. Somehow, his man had inspired him to write something he'd never tried before. “Yeah, I'm great.”

  Adrian looked like he wanted to press the issue, but stayed blessedly silent. Zac couldn't tell him. Not yet. If he could finish the piece, it would be one hell of a surprise. Maybe a graduation gift, if he could finish it by then. What a great way to celebrate, for both of them.

  But he didn't get a chance to work on it again that day, nor the next. Between a diner shift and homework, plus Adrian being always around, he wasn't getting many opportunities to really dive into the piece.

  Then again, with Adrian taking the shuttle to school now, Zac could use those early mornings for exactly that.

  Filday morning, he got up with Adrian, slowly dressing while he waited for the man to leave, his fingers itching to grab his violin.

  Then came a knock at the door.

  What the hells?

  Zac opened the door to find Vic and Ryley—one in a three-piece suit, and the other wearing a t-shirt that declared he wasn't adulting today—on the other side.

  “Whoa.” Zac blinked. Shit. So much for working on the new piece, but that wasn't the worst of it. He'd almost forgotten about practice, and Adrian was still there. “You guys are early.”