Chapter 47: The Solitude Of Stolen Moments

Outside, The Rawsone Residence, Denver, Colorado...

Orange flames from the end of a lit cigarette flared in the wake of pale lips taking a long and deep drag from the thin white stick as Alexei Ivan Bortnik sat in the driver seat of his absentee lover's brown-colored sedan. He had plenty of cash and not even dented the supply in the glove compartment of Lonnie's sedan. There was an endless road to get lost on, but could not do much of anything without the older man by his side. The reports had been accurate, Dr. Hadrian Rawsone was no longer missing according to the news, and finally rejoined his wife who had been happy to receive him. His keen blue eyes watched as smoke filled his vision and the notable figure of one Julia Rawsone had come out of her home and slid into her car before pulling off down the highway none the wiser about the vehicle parked strategically across the way from her home.

Alexei bit back the disgust and bile that crept into the back of his throat as he glanced at the mirror hanging from the windshield and sighed. He had seen better days, the bags beneath his eyes from the lack of sleep and the constant crying in the middle of the night had gotten the better of him. He wondered what Lonnie would say to see him in such a sorry state, of course, he knew all too well the man would tease him for being so overly concerned for him.

The blond-haired lad sighed as he turned off the car's engine and exited slamming the door closed behind him as he tucked the keys into his front pocket. He knew the area well and knew that most of the neighbors had been too busy with their own lives to bother with being in the business of the infamous Dr. Rawsone's affairs. Lex took a final drag of his cigarette before he crossed the street and headed toward the house.

The layout of the property was easily memorized by him as he'd cased the place multiple times before always at the same time when Julia had been much too preoccupied about her affair with Gary Sanders to be concerned about what was going on with her ailing husband.

Lex climbed the back gate with ease, his thin stature and relatively small build made it all the more easy as he was determined to get inside the place that haunted his very dreams since he'd been a mere boy of fourteen. Some quick maneuvering and a few rearranged locks and springs and he was inside, stealthy and quick as he moved about the now quiet house in search of the man who had come to mean so much to him.

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The Master Bedroom, The Rawsone Residence, Denver, Colorado...

Hadrian Rawsone was out like a light by the time Alexei Bortnik arrived and stepped rather cautiously into his bedroom. The darkness provided excellent cover as the blond lad slowly stripped out of his attire and climbed into the bed beside the man who had been his lover for the past three months. He discarded his shoes, then shirt and trousers as he stripped down to his gray pair of boxer briefs while Hadrian continued to sleep amid the aches from the previous night's events and the darkness of his drape-covered bedroom despite the hour of the day.

It did Alexei a world of good to see that the man he had come to know as "Lonnie" had been alive and well, the images of the shooting that nearly ended his life were still fresh in the lad's mind as he slid his young body over the slumbering older man's kissing his lips and chest where each of the bullet holes left a scar.

He had gotten ready to straddle the slumbering man's body when the older man's eyes opened and he rolled Lex onto the mattress pressing his larger body against him. The blond teen gasped when he looked into the darkened eyes of the older man who pinned his naked body below him.

"What the fuck...?" began Hadrian Rawsone narrowing his eyes at the blond lad before treating him to a wicked smirk. "Took you so long?"

Alexei was quite shocked that Hadrian Rawsone seemed to have been expecting him.

"You think I don't know what your body feels like against mine?" asked the older man returning the younger lad's kiss with heat beyond measure.

Lex was so stunned that he could hardly speak.

"L-Lonnie," he said unable to keep the tears that streamed down his cheeks at bay for long.

The older man smirked and kissed his neck and chest slowly.

"That's right baby," he replied between kisses. "Daddy's back."

Lex happily returned his lover's kisses as he found himself with his arms pinned above his head via his wrists.

"I've missed you so much," said Lex as tears continued to stream down his pale cheeks. "I thought...I thought..."

"That's why you don't get paid to think," replied Lonnie with an arrogant smirk. "Now didn't I tell you I'd be back?"

Lex nodded as he looked into the eyes of his lover for the first time in weeks since the shooting.

"Daddy's dirty boy has been busy," said Lonnie observing him. "And you look like shit, unlike the last time."

Lex smirked knowing full well that he had anticipated Lonnie's remarks about his appearance being less than ideal.

Lonnie growled as he fitted his body between the younger lad's legs still kissing him winded as their bodies pressed together beneath the sheets.

Already, being in the presence of Lex had a tremendous effect on him and his rapidly swelling erection. The younger lad moaned as Lonnie quickly pulled down their respective boxer briefs allowing the much sought-after friction between the two of them to take place. Lex felt his pale cock stir as Lonnie towered above him kissing his neck and lips respectively as he inched his hand between them and up Lex's pasty slender thighs.

"I think King Richard is DTF," said Lex with a pleased smirk filed across his young pale face.

"You may be right," replied Lonnie with a wicked smirk of his own. "Let him in."

Lex spread his legs as Lonnie slowly impaled his appendage inside the warm depths that beckoned him from the moment they were parted. Lonnie grunted in the lad's ear loving the feeling of being engulfed as he began the long-awaited copulation between them in weeks since their unwanted separation.

Lonnie's powerful arms surrounded Lex as he took him in mewling at the sensation of being filled by his lover once more as the memories of the bad event began to fade and give way to the newness of having him back.

"Fucccckkk." hissed Lonnie as per the usual. "Always so damn wet for me."

Lex smiled loving that he still had the uncanny ability to drive his boyfriend wild with the sheer aspect of being with him intimately.

With his hands now free, Lex ran them along Lonnie's bare chest noting the sparse black hairs and the scars left via the bullet wounds as he held him allowing the man he loved to have his way with him like he had so many times before.

Their union had been something like an addiction to both of them as neither could stay away from the other for very long. Lex moaned out loud amid the beating of the headboard and the creaking of the bedsprings as Lonnie continued to have his fill of the younger lad who clung to him as if for dear life.

Lonnie groaned losing himself in the sensation that filled him as he realized that being with Lex was a thousand times better than having to bed Hadrian Rawsone's frigid little wife if only to play the role of a dutiful husband. She wasn't in the least his type, but he endured her unwanted advances and company for the length of time he'd been aware of her existence.

He knew better than anyone what she was truly doing behind her husband's back, as the images of the photographs sent to Dr. Rawsone were burned into the back of Lonnie's keen mind and never forgotten even if the good doc chose to ignore it in his own right.

"Daddy..." moaned Lex whimpering at the sensation building inside him. "I've missed you so much..."

More tears began to spring from the wells of his eyes as he gripped his older lover tighter digging his fingernails into his back as they continued rutting like mad in the middle of the day. Lex's young body was in stark contrast to the white sheets as he was jolted along the mattress a pleasant expression on his face and his blue eyes alight with passion and need. He had his Lonnie back, nothing else in the world mattered outside of the moments they shared and nothing ever would matter to him aside from being with Lonnie Collins again.

After their mutual act, Lonnie had lingered some kissing the sweat-blasted flesh of Alexei as he attempted to catch his breath. Lex moaned for Lonnie and enjoyed the feel of his heavier body being pressed against his own.

"Fuck." growled Lonnie finally withdrawing and rolling onto his preferred side of the bed.

Lex panted for a time as Lonnie continued to kiss his heated flesh and smiled.

"I've missed King Richard a lot too," he said in a pleasant tone.

"I'll bet," replied Lonnie slicking back his sweat-soaked hair. "He seemed to have missed you."

They both lay there for a moment or two spent from their mutual efforts before the sound of Lex's stomach growling filled the air.

"Get your ass up," said Lonnie knowing full well the lad would have possibly been starving at that point. "No point in starving yourself when there's food in the kitchen."

Lex did as he was told and they climbed out of bed with Lonnie leading the way down the stairs and toward the kitchen where they both got the idea to make a few sandwiches for the time being.