Crossing the thin line

Free immediately opens his eyes when he could feel this gently touch on his face. His eyes lock on Don who was now sitting next to him. Younger was laying on the couch, TV still on. As usually, he had clearly fall asleep in the middle of the movie he was watching.

When Free got back earlier the day, Don was still out doing his business, as expected. But this late time was definitely very unusual Don to come back from work. Needing to stare the man a short moment to really realize Don was now back and this wasn't a dream still, Free finally shows a smile and wipes his eyes to make himself wake up properly. "It looks good on you, that color," Don says then, touching youngers hair. "Makes the color from your eyes even deeper."

"Welcome back. You took your damn time," Free yawns and pushs himself up to sit. Feeling still very half-sleep.

Older hums. "How was your day? Had fun?"

"I did. Maron was so nice. And weird," young man points out smiling, finally locking his eyes on the other. Don too looked somehow more tired than usual. "To think someone has so much money he doesn't know what to do with all of it. He told me all kind of stories too. About their time in school. We went to a mall too. You know how hard it is to just walk and watch, rather than walk and steal. But I kept my hands in my pockets. Didn't steal anything. Be proud. I can behave." Free adds a wide smirk to the end.

"I'm glad to hear you enjoyed your time. After all that drama this morning," Don teases, leaning his face on his own palm. He was glad to hear kid was this excitedly talking about his day. The change in him was visibly huge. "But you could have buy anything you want. I gave money for that."

"What drama..?" Free tsihs quietly, turning his eyes away for a second. It wasn't drama. It was him preparing to the unknown. Anyone would have done the same. Even if it was kind of pointless after all. "And.. I didn't need anything. I have all I need here already," he adds then. "So I only paid the hair. Thank you."

Fair enough. This young man has never been a materialist type anyway. "How about Taro? Was he okay?"

Now Free has to clear his voice before speaking. "Y-yeah, he was. The way he talks was very polite so I thought first he didn't like me or something. But it seems that's just the way he is," he answers before showing this puzzled smile. "To be honest, I really couldn't read him. You really can't tell what he is thinking."

"Don't mind that. He can act very emotionless but he isn't doing it purposely," older clears, finally moving his hand and standing slowly up. "Be sure to use their company later too. I'm sure Maron will not mind."

"You reek of alcohol," Free points out then, keeping his eyes on Don who was now calmly walking toward the kitchen. First Free think he was just imagining things, but he could definitely smell the alcohol. Even older guys voice was somehow deeper than usual. His body movements were slower.

Man takes the water bottle from the fridge and turns to walk back. "We had a celebration at work," Don admits. "One of the old farts is retiring. Took me under his eyes tonight so I drank some whiskey with him. There was this one idiot I almost get into fight with, so before that I was able to sneak out and call a taxi," while explaining, man has walked back next to the couch. "I'm not supposed to drink strongs at all. I will have a bad hangover tomorrow and will sleep long, so, please, don't wake me up if it's nothing necessary." Don moves his hand to pet Free once over the head. Then he turns and heads toward the bedroom. "Also.. you are forbidden to step in this room. You sleep on the couch tonight. Good night." Man walks in, without looking back anymore.

Free tsihs and drops back to lay on the couch, sighing. Don didn't look so intoxicated from outside, but he sounded a little drunken. That guy might really have a bad hangover tomorrow. Has Free even ever seen Don drunk? No, really, Free was the only one in the house who even touches the beers in the fridge.

 While staring the ceiling, he realizes something. Growing a little puzzled now. But then excited.

After a while he finally gets quietly up.

- - - -

Free walks in through the open doorway and heads straight into the bed where Don was laying, keeping the water bottle on his head.

"What are you doing?" man quietly asks. He was close to fall asleep, but feeling someone moving on the bed made him alert.

Free didn't say a thing, but gets on Don who moves the bottle away, opens his eyes and was now looking straight back to the younger man with a little fuzzy glance. They stare each other a small while. Free was calculating the situation. Then he makes a bold move.

Carefully, Free open the button from Dons jeans and touchs the zipper, moving it slowly open. "You-" Don raises his hand, about to get on hold of Frees arm, to stop him, but the young man pushs the hand against the bed. Holding it strongly.

Staring each others, Free doesn't dare to move just yet. But since Don wasn't saying anything anymore Free let himself relax again. "You know. You can't just show up in front of me like this. After all the times you have rejected me..," Free says quietly, smiling, still holding that hand. Slowly, he releases his hold, moving his hands to low the jeans down a little, then leaning back to touch Dons front on the boxers. Massaging.

Older man just glares Frees eyes. This was dangerous. He should back off. Now. But..

"Don't think too much now. Just give up," Free adds quietly and gets downer, moving the boxers out of his way. Hell no he would let this kind of opportunity go waist. "You are already harder.. After one touch.. No reason to say you don't react to me.." He licks a little, rounds his hand around it and takes it to his mouth. Sucking slowly. Then a little stronger. Didn't take long Free to get it even harder. Don was definitely responding to his touching.

Older man lays his hand on Frees head, touching the hair. Now, that definitely wasn't an attempt to stop him.. Encouraged from that, Free kept sucking some more before getting back up, removing his own slacks away. He touchs Don again, waving his hand. Mans eyes were locked on Free who slowly moves on him, taking his face near Dons.

Free stays still a while, carefully eyeing back, calculating how amenable man even was. But that lusting glance said enough. This guy was giving up, right? Since Don didn't make a move, Free gives a smile back. He leans up. "Nothing, ha? You finally surrender? Then you don't mind?" Free sits on him and places Dons hardened part against the entrance, moving a little, getting it in. Then he slowly gets down, a little up and back down. Taking it slowly deeper. He lets out a silented moan. It hurt a little, thrusting it in on this position, but since Free knew how to relax himself fastly, he really didn't mind so much. He was too eager to care.

"Sorry, it's been a while. I prepared myself, but.. its quite tight still..," Free whispers and moves.

All the sudden Don rounds Free under him. Man gets up and touchs Frees front. Other hand hold Frees leg up. He thrusts inner slowly and starts to move, moving his hand too.

Free lets a moan out and hides his mouth. "Now you are eager? About time..," younger tsihs, looking lustly back at the other. Don was slowly moving, speeding up a little.

"Damn, kid..," Don huffs. He couldn't help it. Dropping all his charges he suddenly wants more. He was waving his body against Free, first slowly then a little harder. The pleasing moan Free let out made Don instantly lust for more.

This was bad. Even if Don has grown even more obsessed of this young man, he never intend to break this line. Never. Ever. But this was too much to resist. While he was waving himself in and out, he gets down and sucks youngers neck, biting a little, like holding still his target of lust.

"Shit.. don't, a-ah," Free gets to say. There was no even need to touch his front that much. The pleasure from rubbing his behind and this sudden tingle from sucking his neck made him come right away, right on himself.

Free was breathing heavily, a small moment later after he get over his climax young man hides his eyes behind his arm. Now who gave Don permission to play with his neck like that? He wasn't prepared for that! It's been a while so of course Free couldn't hold back longer!

Don has stop for now, settling his own breathing, trying to keep his control. He was staring Free with lusting eyes, but the same moment he could actually take a hold of reality too. His chest hurt. Excitement was overwhelming. After he breathe a long sigh out, he removes himself and licks what was on Frees belly. Younger stants. Man was actually licking him??

"Can I go on?" Don asks, almost whispers. Doesn't raise his look. His heart was beating fastly. It took every cell in his body to control his lust now. Being drunk not just from the alcohol but from the urge of wanting the other so badly make it really difficult to not move.

"Go," Free whispers. Now Don looks straight on his eyes. Young man was staring back behind his arm. This was nothing. He can take more. When they were already this far he wasn't planning to stop here. Who knows does he get any other change after this.

Don tsihs and turns his look away. He wanted more of him. So much more. Even if his mind tried to back off his body couldn't.

He thrust it slowly in again, and starts to move immediately. He holds Free from his hips and keeps going. And going and going.

- - - -

Feeling incredible tired still, Free wakes up from his short and deep sleep. He had fall asleep on the bed, right next to Don. Older man was in deep sleep still. No wonder, even been drunk, they were on it quite a while. Way longer than Free had intent to play with Don at first. Just a quicky would have been okay. But man took care of him until actually coming inside him and then falling a fast sleep. Remembering now how they fall sleep, Free silently sighs out, looking around him. This was always a bother. Now Free has to get to the shower, clean himself.. Carefully, without waking the man next to him, Free gets up and walks out the room, closing the door behind him.

At morning Free wokes up from the couch, still feeling very exhausted. Doing that after a long time made his body ache. But he couldn't feel more satisfied. In a way..

Frees sleeping habit has turned upside down after moving in here. He used to stay awake at nights and sleep the daytime. Even now here he was the one who usually slept late. Normally, when he was sleeping in the bedroom with Don, he wake up just after Don would get up. But this morning Free was up first. And, actually, Free thought it was better if Don doesn't get up just yet, since the younger here has to get prepared at first. Mentally. That cop might be angry at him. Really really angry..

Almost an hour later, when Free was making some coffee, he could finally hear the bedroom door open. A shot went through his body. His heart start beating strongly. A long shaken breathe in and out.

Here comes the storm..

From nowhere, Don fastly moves his hand past Free to bang it against the cabin door in front of Free. Staring the hand next to him, Free slowly turns and looks at Don. Man glares him while leaning his face closer. Doesn't say a word. Then is about to but lets it go. A deep sigh. And man drops his hand. Straightens his back. "Are you okay?" was all he quietly asks.

Free wasn't sure how to react to this sudden calm after the quick storm. "Ha? Of course I am," he answers then, puzzled. That was what Don was worried about?

They stare each other a while, both of them not saying anything. Then finally Don turns halfly, pets Frees head and walks away, stepping in the bathroom.

- - - -

Later Don comes back to the kitchen where Free was sitting with his laptop. Older heads to make coffee, doesn't say anything. When he leaves the maker on he sits down across Free. Now younger man dares to turn his eyes on Don, realizing man wasn't looking back, but out the window.

Free sighs. "Okay, let's talk," he closes the computer. Man must be angry at him, Free jumping on him like that when he was drunk. But rather than be mad man should feel good about it. Like he definitely did last night. What's the point avoid your natural urges if you have a change for some shared fun.

"I don't want to talk," Don immediately says back. His voice sound very very different from his normal.

Umbelieving this man of all people was planning to ignore him here, Free tsihs, almost laughs a little. "Seriously..?"

"Seriously," man repeats coldly, still eyeing out. Not only his mind couldn't keep up the quilty feeling from what he had just done the last night, this hangover ate the last drops of his logical reasoning. His head hurt and he didn't want to deal this now. It was extremely hard to keep his calm. So he rather remain silent. Shut it all in.

"It was sex. No big deal. You clearly enjoyed too," Free comments mockingly.

"How I would not have enjoyed it..," Don comments calmly back.

There, guy can't be too angry? Free shows a smile. "Wanna do it again?"

Now that made Don glance Free once. Then man lets out a deep sigh, leans back, raising his head back while closing his eyes. "Sure. If doing it can cure this hangover."

Free falls to silence from surprise. Don felt somehow way more informal than usually. Like all his charges were down. "You really are that mad at me..?"

"Why would I be mad at you? I'm mad at myself," Don clears calmly, turning his eyes back on Free. "I shouldn't have done that. At least not until you turn eighteen.."

"Ha? Forget my age then! Whatta fuck..?"

"How I could possible forget that. I am a fucking cop," he calmly announces. Voice full of coldness.

Younger was staring Don annoyed. Clicking his tongue. Who cares how old he is? Free was a pro, has done that many times before. And now this guy dares to say he couldn't do that because he wasn't old enough? What a bullshit. "Okay, have your moral crysis now. When you are over it let's do it again," he tsihs and opens his laptop again. "I can definitely heal your hangover.."

- - - -

For his overall freetime Free has develop himself this new habit to browse around the web. Video sites were what he usually looked out. If he didn't know what was reading on some links, he simple opened 'em to find out and learn. He could easily do this houers even. So far, who ever was watching his doings has not react or stopped him. Althought Free hasn't went to his normal sides where he used to visit to get drugs. Since cops didn't know that much, he wasn't planning to tell 'em. Or show.

While been spending houers inside this apartment alone, Free has also gotten into reading, kind of. Getting familiar about law and social studies were something he has to do and understand for the sake of act like a normal citizen. That was their goal. Not only he was able to watch these education discs with his computer, Don has brought plenty of books him to eye on too. Even when Frees reading skills were very poor and slow, he at least tried. Right now Free has nothing else to do.

Nothing else but study and play with this guy.

His eyes turns to look Don who was eyeing him while drinking his coffee, clearly in his thoughts, still visibly suffering from his headache. After weeks trying to make Don give up and let Free have his way with him, young man himself was feeling like a winner now. Seeing how the other was kinda suffering because of something that pointless made Free feel even more better. He just couldn't understand the fuss here.

After eyeing each others a slight moment in silence, Free makes his move and stands up. "Hey, Don..," he sits on Don and puts his fingers against his chin, forcing man keep his eyes on him. Smiling. "You seem better now. Wanna do it again?"

Don didn't respond. The look on older mans face was awfully annoyed. So younger snorts for that. "Come on. We have already done it once. What's the harm? You will forget your hangover," he continues smiling, moving his fingers a little. "It's just you and me here." There was no way Don would back off anymore.

Sighing out, Don looks at him a second more, then fastly gets up, lifting Free on his shoulder, carrying him toward the bedroom. "Hey, wait, WHAT!? Put me down!!" Free felt suddenly so confused he was close to get wordless here. But Don doesn't listen to him.

Finally man lays Free gently down on the bed. "Have ever make love, kid?" Don asks, sitting now on Free, slowly taking his own shirt off. Free couldn't do but stare at Don blushing. This was way too fast move from him. But damn, what was with that upper body!? So muscular! Was it really the first time Free sees Don without a shirt on?!

"W-what?" Free gets to ask, almost losing his voice.

Don leans closer to his face. "I'm feeling extremely annoyed right now. So annoyed I really don't know what I should do with this feeling. But..," he gently touches Frees hair, moving down. "I can't just make you vanish, now can I.. I can't take back what I did. That's for sure." When he gets closer to youngers lips, he takes a hold of Frees chin. "Our twentyfour hours together.. I still had some hours left, right? I changed my mind. I will take my time now." After stating so whispering, he leans closer and kisses Free.

Now kissing was something Free hasn't used to, so his first respond was to stay still. Don being this dominant all of a sudden has bemused him anyway.

After severing his lips from Frees, still keeping his eyes on him, Don moves his hand down and raises Frees shirt up, taking it gently over young mans head and rounding it around the wrists, making him keep his tied hands above his head. All that while moving extremely slowly. He kisses Frees lips again, giving this long, passionate kiss, using his tongue a little. His other hand keep Free still, while other was touching slowly that thin body with fingertips, moving down, draging the slacks downer, moving them totally away. Then Don turns a little, landing kisses on the neck, then on his chest.

Those small, gently touchs from Dons lips and fingertips made Frees whole body tingle. He didn't know what to think, or expect. More like he felt kinda embarrased even when Don kept touching his body like that, doing everything slowly, attentively. Like enjoying every move he makes. Still.. it felt really good.

Without a warning Don takes Frees front in his mouth. Young man was already hard and his size wasn't inferior, so it take a moment Don to get a hold of what he was doing. Since something like this has only being done to him, not vice versa. Young mans whole body moved a little by this sudden touch. "Please forgive me if I'm not so good at this. This is my second time with a guy so..," Don then states, speaking quietly. Keeps then going.

Even Dons voice sounded so different. "No, that is..," Free couldn't say more. He has used to fast fucking, banging hard. That's what most of men looked from him. This kind of slowmotion made his chest ache. He felt warmer. Like every touch leave a sweet ache behind where ever Don touch.

Raising Frees leg a little, Don moistens his middle finger and makes it slowly go in, doing wave moves. At the same time he uses his mouth. The sensation on Frees lower body drag him down to the state he could only feel the pleasure, dropping his charges. He even has to close his eyes now. As like the feeling was overflowing. But just when he thought he get used to this stable feeling of pleasure, this strong hot wave came out of no where. Making him cry out since it felt damn good just now.

That sudden movement made sure Don has found the right spot to touch inside. Smiling Don gets back up, but keeps still moving his finger, eyeing the others blushing face.

After getting a hold of himself again, Free opens his eyes just to meet with Dons. Man was watching him, smiling. Embarrassed, not knowing how the hell his body could even react like that this fast, Free closes his eyes and moves his face as hide as possible. "What are you doing? Staring like that..?" he whispers with shaking voice.

"I want to see how you react," Don answers calmly. Then he takes his finger out and holds youngers front with his hand. Slowly jerking it, up and down. "Have you always done it raw? Like last night?" Don whispers to Frees ear, kissing his neck. "Or should I get a condom?"

"Of course I didn't. I'm not stupid," Free answers quietly. He knew about the risks. Besides, who would touch a whore without, anyway. But.. "Yesterday.. I was in a rush. And like I would even have any.."

"I'm kind of rush here too, so..," Don opens his own jeans now. After moistening his hardened part with his saliva, he makes himself go in, first trying, then thrusting in more, taking a hold of others leg. Free trys to hold his voice down, but eventually lets out this silent moan. Being extremely careful here, Don moves slowly, getting deeper with every thrust, giving attention to others front too by jerking him slowly but strongly. Once again he leans down and lands a kiss straight on Free lips. This time young man kisses back. His technique wasn't so good, but what Free lacks Don responds with even stronger touch. Not letting the other escape from his embrace.

After severing their lips, Don starts moving harder, not dropping his glance from Free, who was now clearly blushing, trying still hide his face from Don not to see his expressions. That only made Don want to tease the younger more. Moving a little faster just a few times, he could make Free moan out more. Wanting to keep his voice down, Free actually trys to move his hands to cover his mouth, but his hands were still tied up, Don knowingly blocking him from moving them down.

Man keeps going, thrusts deeper and almost out. Frees head turns again. Desperately trying not to moan out too loud. The way how Don moved made him feel too sensitive. "Shit.. I..," Free crys, then uses more louder voice. "Release my hands!"

How innocent way to act. Kid has clearly never been held like this before. Calling himself a pro while blushing like this.. That only make it dirty. Being used to be treated roughly. That Don want desperately change. "Embarrassed?" smiling, Don takes himself out and leans down, meets his tongue with Frees while kissing him passionately. "Turn," man whispers while landing another biting kiss on youngers neck. He takes the shirt away from Frees wrists and leans away, making space other to move. After finally being able to move his hands, Free sits up and slowly turns, intently keeping his eyes on Don.

When Free shows him his back, Dons eyes lock on the scarred skin. He moves his fingers to touch the widest scar, kissing it while letting his touch go down toward the lower back, intenting to take a hold from Frees hips. He goes in again, just a little, moving young mans untied hands to take a support from the wall. Then he searchs Frees front again, taking a strong hold. Slowly, man starts to move his body, going deeper and back. While doing so, he raises Frees head from his chin, kissing the neck and banging his own hips against the other just a little harder, then doing him slowly again, moving his hand with the same rhythm.

"I want to make you feel good here, but I really am not familiar of pleasuring a male body. So you have to help me here. Tell me what you want," Dons voice was speaking right next to Frees ear, making the younger feel even more sensitive. That whisper made his heart beat even faster. "You came yesterday from behind, right? That was different, you didn't ejaculate. But definitely came.."

Free makes a sound when Dons slow movements started to feel way too good. "That..," it was indeed impossible him to talk without breaking his own voice.

"Did my words just make you harder?" older man moves his hand a little strongly. "Should we do the front first?" The more Free could hear Dons husky voice whispering, feeling his breathing, the more close he was from his climax. Not familiar of pleasuring, sutch a lie! Why it then felt this good?!

Even when Free keep his silence, Don could easily read him still. When young man didn't answer with words, his body was more honest, unintentionally moving his hips a little along the moves Don made with his hand. Knowing young man must be close, Don intent to rush the other by using every trick he could think. "You can come," Don whispers, sucking the ear a little, keeping his thumb on the top of Frees front while jerking him harder. Waving his body to get even deeper and deeper in.

"Tha..," Free trys to talk, but loses his voice totally under the attempts of preventing himself moan out. When Don moves his body even stronger now, younger gives up. Their position felt just way too good. And he comes on Dons palm. Needing to hold his other hand against his mouth, biting to silent his own cry. Suddenly he started to feel damn dizzy, out of oxygen. 

"You can come even when doing you this slow? You are amazing. Let's do that again," Don smiles, licks the cum from his hand. The more Free tried to hold his cry the more Don wanted to hear it. So man starts moving again, forcing the younger move his hand back against the wall.

While not giving the younger time to recover from his climax, Don keep touching him like before. Gently, strongly, intently following Frees every reaction to make him feel even more good. And during that, Free totally lost the awareness of time. He was burning. Having Don inside him, moving slowly, kissing his neck and touching his body was too much all at the same time. But it felt so good. He tried desperately keep a hold of himself, but was just slowly falling to this state he couldn't feel anything else but Dons burning touch.

"Shit, I can't.." Frees head felt dizzy, talk has become sluring, overwhelming warm waving went though his whole body. He has just come again, feeling so exhausted. His mind didn't want to keep going. But his body just kept reacting to Don. "Can't you just.. come already.."

"Not yet," Don whispers to his ear while once again searching his neck to kiss. "I want more. All of you." His refusing words made Free let out this frustrated sigh. What breaks out in the middle when man makes this sudden harder move, trying to force him let his nice voice out. But Free kept stubbornly his voice down.

Don finally removes himself and with an easy lift he turns Free to lie on his back, forcing him to look back at him while kissing his lips. "I should warn you. If you are toying me and letting me do this I have no choice but make your body mine," Don moves the others leg a little to get in again, pressing gently his fingers around Frees. Younger could barely keep his teary eyes open. He felt so tired, out of energy. "Trust me, I am that selfish. After this, if you plan to run you better run far. So I can't find you." He starts to move his hips again, making Free once again feel the burning inside him, the ache under his chest. "I fear I really might lock you in eventually... If you offer me all this. I am not so sincere person you might think I am.." Keeps kissing his neck, chest, then lips. "Concider wisely if you give yourself to me again like this. I can still back off. Just a no and I will behave."

Free was breathing with the waves from Dons body. Raising his hand to take a hold of Dons arm.

"But don't assume I can control myself endlessly. Please. Back off now. I beg you.."

Younger man couldn't think. Dons touch was everything he felt. His heart was beating. The pain from his back and hand were all gone. All what was left was the warm ache inside him. What didn't let go.

- - - -

Over an hour later, after taking a shower, Don was standing at the bedroom door, watching the sleeping young man on the bed. He had taken his time with Free. Made the young man dure him until letting him finally fall a sleep. His own mind felt so empty right now. He couldn't remember when was the last time he had wear himself this out. Not a single problem to keep his varying mind control. There was no need when only he could feel was this satisfying calm.

After taking his time to stand there, eyeing Frees sleeping face, Don finally turns and moves away. Since he has a day off he should go to the store and plan something for them to eat. He also need to get his car back from the station where he left it yesterday. At first Don was thinking to wake Free up and ask if he wanted to come out too, but letting him sleep might be better. He wasn't so sure could this young man even move a while after all that.

Really, Don was kind of scared to face him right now. Did he go too far? Of course he did. But Don wasn't really thinking wisely anymore. He had cross the line already. So during this second time he just wanted to taste more. Let his desires turn real. Being so obsessed of that kid in the first place, doing this much turn everything to mess inside his mind. Breaking his control like that felt so wrong and still so addictive. That was all.

Don closes the door behind him. Goes out alone.

- - - -

Frees body felt numb when he tried to move it. Waking slowly up, he opens his eyes and finds himself staring the ceiling above him. Then he looks around him. Empty bedroom. He was alone.

The very moment when Free remembers Dons touch around his body, there was an aching feeling inside his chest. A warm wave went throught him, making his heart beat loudly again.

Smiling, he holds his head. Trying to calm his embarrassment down. "Oh hell.. I'm in trouble," he whispers out loud. He so doesn't want to get up..

- - - -

After Don came back and took his time to empty his shoppings into the fridge, he finally walks toward the open bedroom door. Free was awake, sitting in bed under the blanket, arms around his knees, eyes now locked on Don. Older man stops there and leans to the doorway. They both just staring each other without either of them saying anything at first.

"Is there anything specific you would like to eat today? Order something or should I make something?" Don then asks smiling, breaking this tense silence around them. "You must be hungry."

When hearing his husky voice Free immediately blushes, doesn't answer. How the heck that man could play so calm? This morning was way too extreme. Frees mind was a mess because of Don. How he could have ever be prepared to something like that to happen!

No answer. Don makes his move and starts walking slowly in, toward the bed, sitting down next to Free who keep his eyes intently on him. Man leans closer. "Did I scare you?"

"Who would scare you..?" Free immediately tsihs back and has to turn his look away. Right now he couldn't even look Don properly.

Young man could definitely act cute, blushing so much. But he seem okay. "Maybe I should just make something myself," older man was calmly eyeing the other.

"I.. have never seen you cook," young man says, clearing his throat, trying to act normal even when his voice sounded a little nervous still. His heart just couldn't stop beaten fast.

"Actually I'm very good at it. Just don't have the time and interest to cook now a days," man clears, moving his eyes away. "When you.. can get up I have something to show you." He stands up while gently petting others hair. Then he leaves Free alone. To take his time.

Young man sighs his nervousness out, looking Don walking away from the room. No, he doesn't scare that man. But he definitely felt very frightened how Don could make him feel before.. That was incredible good. Incredible intense. Something he has never experienced before.

And that made it worse. So hard to deal now.

- - - -

After a fast shower and getting clothes on, Free steps out from the bedroom and walks determinedly toward the kitchen, eyeing the man who was doing something in the kitchen, probably preparing dinner. Even when it was just one a clock and the whole day was still on, Free felt so tired already.

He takes his time to gather himself mentally and act cool again. That was sex. Freaking good episode if Free must admit. Don surely knew his tricks. Wasn't that what Free has been trying to rip out from Don since he moved in? What is there to be so embarrassed? Taste the after sweet and move on. That was the spirit how he intent to act when facing Don again.

"Can I help?" Free walks next to Don, showing interest in what the guy was up to. Younger himself has basically never cooked anything himself, but at least he could try to help.

"Sure. But first..," Don says smiling, turns to reach something from the table. He gives this white envelope to Free, who takes it a little hesitating and after a moment of eyeing it, he finally opens it. There was some official paper inside. And an ID card. Which has Frees own photo in it.

When young man just stays quietly staring the card eyes wide open, almost dropping the paper, Don helps him out by freeing his other hand from the paper and the envelope. Kid looked so baffled, not knowing how to react. "I get a call while I was out. Pick it up for you. We have made progress, since we finally got this for you. All I can promise is that no one gets an ID just to get thrown into prison after. Congratulations." As his habit, his hand finds its way on young mans hair, touching it gently. "You do now exist. As Free Palenne. The day of your birth is the one you wanted," man lists. "I'm now officially your guardian the next two years until you turn eighteen and are taken as an adult."

Free moves his eyes on Don, then back to the ID card on his hand, reading the name over and over again. This whole situation felt so unreal. Seeing his own face on this card, his new name written next to it. No, his first real name. Trying to make sense how he should react when he suddenly start having very mixed feelings. Scared. Excited. Overly happy. But he also just wanted to cry.

"Happy rebirthday. How does it feel to be alive, 'Free'?" Don shows this gently smile and keeps petting Frees head, trying to calm his mind. Man could easily tell how confused the younger must feel right now.

After breathing shakingly out, Free lows his hand, wipes his eye. "Dude, you could have give me some advance before dropping this..," young man sniffs quietly. He really tried to not let his overwhelming feelings out, but almost failed. Shit, he didn't know should he laugh or cry. He felt incredible happy.

"Why? It doesn't make any difference were you prepared or not," older man states surely, with a strong voice. "This is a new beginning for you. It is a huge deal. So cherish this moment. And cry all you want. It just shows how much this means to you."

Free snorts and finally shows a smile out, looking straight to Dons eyes. True, this was a super huge deal. But he would not cry. "Did you call me 'Free' just now?" he then states out after calming himself, more like pointing out than asking. "You know you have to call me so from now on since it's my real name." He points the name what was written in the card.

Don clicks his tongue, mimicking youngers way. "That was a once-in-a-lifetime moment. Please savor it slowly, because I am not going to use it ever again," he clears smirking while turning his back, continuing his cookings. "Calling a cocky brat with a name he himself made out would only provoke more nonsense. Don't think I will go with that."

Of course man would say something like that! Free tsihs and puts his new ID safe into his pocket. "What, you plan to call me 'Kid' forever then? Sure. As my 'guardian' should I call you 'Dad' instead then?"

"Dad? Do so and you will draw a clear line what you want me to be," Don turns to look at him again. Lowing his voice just a little to make a point. "But don't assume I can touch you again if you do."

Hearing something like that this suddenly made Free turn his blushing face away. Damn, was this guy for real? Just a small tease from him and Free lost his cool again. "Yeah, I'm used to 'Don' so..," he points out, clearing his throat. He was only kidding anyway.

Witnessing young mans adorable reaction, Don couldn't help but drop his own fixed frame of mind. "I'm sorry. I definitely over did it.."

"Ha?" Free carefully glances back at him. Suddenly apologizing like that made Free again so confused he wasn't sure what was going on now.

"No, really, do as you wish. I will play along," man clears while slightly smiling, looking back forward. "If you give me your body I promise I will make you feel even more pleasure. Please do fall so deep you can't get enough of me. Be mine. And never leave me."

Now Don moves his eyes back on Free who was staring him abashed, eyes wide open, speechless. After getting a hold of himself, young man moves his eyes away. Damn, his heart beat so fast! What the hell was this now! "S-shut up.."

Adoring his cute reaction, Don puts some onions and a knife on the table in front of Free. "You can start with these."