Ryan hadn't complained anymore when Ash gave him that final warning. He complied and allowed Ashton to take him to the shower. Cleaning up was a silent affair, neither having any words to say, but they didn't go without running their hands lovingly over each other's body. Ryan had reveled in every graze and scratch of Ash's hand, forehead against his shoulder as he sucked a hickey to his collarbone. The older one was bolder now, with the way he rubbed him off as he covered his skin in soap suds. Ryan swore at the memory of Ashton humming into his ear as he jerked him off slowly. Ash's erection between his thighs as he fucked him slowly. Ryan came so stupidly when Ash whispered in his ear...

"Such a cute blush, Ryan," Ashton had said.

Ryan grumbled at himself. The fluster that boiled within him and bubbled over at those simple words and that large hard on his cock and another at his nipple... he had lost his sense of control. Ryan came against the glass wall, shaking as he found Ash's dark eyes on the faded reflection. The man bit down on his throat as he groaned, his hips making the water between them slosh, his ass smacking wetly against Ash's groin before he came between his thighs, moaning into his ear. His knees nearly buckled at the primal sound of his lover as he came. "Fuck." He muttered. Ash was intoxicating; he was so-

"Ryan?" Ashton called, snapping the blond out of his stupor.

Ryan gasped, looking up to meet Ash's sleepy eyes on him. "Huh?"

"You're thinking too hard. What's on your mind?" Ashton asked, yawning right after as he wrapped his arms tighter against Ryan, pulling him up higher on top of him. They had taken a shower, fooled around, then got dressed in only boxer briefs and went back to bed after changing the sheets. He saw as Ryan's cheeks got pinker.

"I..." The damn fool, Ash asked him this when he had totally seduced him in the bathroom, making him so overwhelmed and aroused that he nearly pe- "I'm fine." He squeaked, running a finger over the soft dark hair on Ash's plump chest. "Just think about, um, the wedding. Nothing to worry over."

"You're a horrible liar when you're caught red-handed, Ryan. Was it about what happened in there?" Ashton asked, nudging a chin towards the direction of the bathroom, smirking.

Ryan hadn't expected him to take advantage of his tired state and jerk him to completion in the shower, but it happened, and now it was clearly on Ryan's mind. He spotted the look on Ash's face and smacked his chest, "you bastard! You did that on purpose! Look at that smug smile!" He exclaimed, sitting up as much as Ash's arm would allow as he pushed his face away. The dark-haired one laughed, moving his hand away as he shook them gently from his laughter. "Why tease me so much?" He asked.

Ashton grinned and held Ryan's hand away. "Because you look the cutest when you don't expect it. Your cheeks get so pink, and your sassy mouth is silenced when I do things like this to you." He chuckled softly, "frankly. I think I'm becoming addicted to seeing this side of you. But you won't take that away from me, no?" He asked with a pout, letting Ryan's wrist go to place them on his ass. "Not when you moan so desperately for my touch," he pressed his lips to Ryan's shoulder. "Don't you like when I make you quiver with pleasure, Ry?" Ashton grazed his teeth over the blond's shoulder joint, feeling him shiver.

Ryan swore under his breath. "You're terrible." He sighed, pressing against his fiancé's pecs, body shivering.

"Am I?" He mumbled, kissing his forearm.

"Urgh, yes, ha..." Ryan shuddered, pinching Ash's left nipple, to which the man groaned against him. He swore, snickering darkly at this man's clever methods. "I'm tired, Ashton," Ryan said, suppressing a yawn.

Ashton leaned back, "then I'll stop."

Ryan sent him a death glare. "Your hand is still groping my ass."

He hummed pleasantly. "Your ass is attracted to my hand. It fits so well inside my palm. I wonder what else could fit inside here?" Ashton squeezed his ass, parting it subtly to make his point. Ryan was a tomato.

"Quit it!" He cried, snatching Ash's hand away from his body.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop." Ashton chuckled, going back to hugging his waist instead. "This better?" He asked.

Ryan sighed, running a hand back through his hair; no, "yes." He snuggled back into Ash's arms, even simple body contact was tempting. He yawned as the older one tugged the sheets up over his back. "Are you sore, by chance?" Ryan mumbled against Ash.

"Hmm?" He arched a brow.

Ryan sighed, "your butt. Do you still feel sore?"

"Oh. No, it's better after you passed the ointment on it. Thank you, by the way." Ashton hummed as the warmth from Ryan spread through him.

"Good. I don't want you to be uncomfortable. You weren't right?" Ryan asked, panic seeping into his voice, "I mean, we didn't even discuss who was going to do what-I went ahead and just-"

"Ryan!" Ashton said, cupping his face and snapping him out of his spiral. "You asked for my permission, didn't you?" He nodded. "Then I see nothing to worry over." He caressed Ryan's cheek, smiling at him. "I gave my consent, and you asked me several times every step of the way. I'm grateful to you for being so diligent," he let his hand fall, then rested it on Ryan's shoulder as he laid back, "it hurt a lot less than I expected. I didn't know how good it felt to be filled like that." He cleared his throat, trying not to remember his fluster from earlier. He had been so vulnerable and exposed. It was thrilling yet terrifying to trust someone so completely to take his anal virginity, wait... Ryan took, oh.

"Ashton, you're turning into a cherry." Ryan monotoned.

"S-shut up." He covered his mouth at the sudden realization.

Ryan smirked gently, humming at what he figured Ash had just come to know. He was cute even when trying to soothe his panic. Ash had ended up making himself embarrassed. This man was something fresh and intriguing. Ryan almost didn't want this moment to end. "So, I take it you just now noticed that you gave me your virginity, didn't you?" He asked, nuzzling his cheek to Ash's chest, listening to his heartbeat. "Hmm, well?"

"Well, what?" Ashton asked.

His voice was low, softer. Ryan hummed, "Baby, how did you feel? If you didn't enjoy it, there's no point hiding that fact." He would be okay with whatever response he got, even if Ashton had disliked it.

"I like it... a lot," Ashton mumbled.

"Ha! W-wait, really?" Ryan asked. He had to get up for this. He pulled away from his fiancé, moving Ash's hands down to his thighs as he straddled him. "Were you really? Please tell me."

Ashton chuckled dryly. He was kidding, right? "You're serious? Didn't you hear me moaning your name? I was practically melting underneath you, Ryan! Urgh! How can you ask me that after fucking me so well?" He covered his face in his right hand, the other squeezing at Ryan's thigh.

Ryan cooed, taking the older one's hand from his face. "Aww, don't hide away. I'm sorry. It's not that I didn't think you had a good time. I just wasn't sure as it was your first time on the receiving end. I've had others lie to me about it hurting them, and I felt horrible knowing that I caused them pain where I wanted to make them feel good. Please don't feel embarrassed by my asking. I am truly concerned for you."

"I appreciate your concern. Thank you." Ashton met those soft blue eyes, "and yes, the discomfort was only temporary. You did well to make me feel good, Ryan. But, although my bum feels better, my back still aches." Ryan chuckled.

"Yeah, that'll be the case, especially if we try other positions. If you're open to the idea." Ryan said.

Ashton hummed softly. "I'm not opposed to exploring new ways to make you cum." He slipped his hand into Ryan's boxers, grabbing a handful of his ass.

"Ahh! W-when? Wait, Ash!" Ryan moaned, trembling when he felt a finger press against his pucker. "Fuck Ashton, no more. Please, baby, I'm tired." He giggled tiredly, moaning as Ash pulled him closer, pressing harder against his hole. "Ahh... I came enough today, you jerk." He hissed, pounding at his chest.

"Yes, you did, but I wanted to explore this hole too. It's so tight and pink." Ashton leaned to whisper into Ryan's ear, "it especially throbs when I pressed harder." He nipped the top of Ryan's ear, pressing his finger harder, without entering him, but just enough to part his pucker slightly. "You're shockingly irresistible, Ryan Cyruson. Maybe it's how you make me feel like a teenage boy fueled with wild hormones," he licked his ear, "or maybe it's how you make my cock hard by hardly trying. You're just as enticing to me as I am to you. But, I'll stop for now. You should rest if you're tired." He kissed Ryan's temple, moving his hand away from his ass.

Ryan huffed out, the heat in his chest and cheeks as he flopped his head down on Ash's shoulder. "You're wicked, Ashton Fredrickson. So very wick..." His eyes slipped shut as his body gave in to the pull of sleep.

Ashton noticed how Ryan had slumped against him and smiled when he realized that the younger man had fallen asleep on him. "Very cute." He laid back, turning so that Ryan could lie against the pillows and covering him with the comforter. "Alexa, turn the lights off, please."

The lights dimmed after Alexa replied.

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🎶my milkshake brings all the girls to my shop. Damn right, it's better than hers🎶

🎶damn right, they love me more, I could teach you, but I don't want to🎶

[Lyrics changed for copyright reasons]

Tia groaned as her phone rang. She yawned. Who the fuck had the audacity to call at-she checked her watch, 5 am! She grunted, sucking her teeth. She reached out for her cell on the nightstand and gasped, nearly dropping the phone as she saw Sacha Pierce Esquire.

She scrambled to press the answer button before it stopped ringing. "S-Sacha?"

"Good morning, Tia. Did I wake you?" Sacha asked.

Tia chuckled softly. "What are you, the sun? You're up so early?" Sacha's laughter filtered through the phone, and Tia clenched her chest. "Umm,"

"Oh yeah, I called you for something important."

"Oh, okay. No problem. Ahh, what is it?" Tia laughed it off. She never thought she'd hear back from Sacha so soon, but she wasn't one to complain when a beautiful woman like her called.

"Are you alone, Tia?"

Tia glanced at Javi, whom she had fallen asleep after basically having a sleepover with him. His arm flung over her lap as he snored softly. "Um, not really. Do I need privacy to discuss this?"

"I'd prefer it if it's not too much trouble."

Tia nodded and lifted Javier's arm, careful not to wake him, then snuck away to the bathroom, locking the door after her. "I'm alone now. "

"Okay, so I told you that I'd keep you in the loop as much as possible, right?"

"Yes," Tia leaned back against the wall facing the door.

"Charles came into the office yesterday, and he had the CEO and COO of Anderson & Connelly's Law Firm, Leehanson McAvoy Anderson and René Emil Connelly."

"Holy shit, those are big names. Don't these two own several law firms all over the country." Tia asked, thinking back to the research she did on the company when considering hiring more lawyers for Ashton's legal team.

"Yeah, I know. They were my previous bosses too."

"Damn. That's tricky. Do you know what the meeting was with Charles was concerning?" Tia asked. She heard a sigh come through and deflated also.

"Unfortunately, no, but from what I overheard, it seems like they're trying to get their companies more involved with one another. Yes, A&C Law Firm does provide lawyers and legal help to The Cyruson and Fredrickson family businesses. But what does it mean if they're going into business with Cyruson Industries-a leading provider in this new age of telecommunications marketing?"

Tia gulped at Sacha's words. "Monopolizing the market? Fredrickson Financial Corporations it's a powerhouse Angel Corp that devours meager companies by the dozens! If they're all teaming up... what does that mean?"

"No, Tia, they can't? Can they?"

"I... I mean," Tia searched her brain to try and find a possible reason why these powerful men would meet under rather odd circumstances. "Umm, they-they can't because remember Microsoft in its prime! The US. Department of Treasury stopped them from becoming a tech giant that would have totally desecrated the competition if it had gained the power it wanted. They'll have to stop them from doing anything that insane. Are we overreacting?" She asked, hearing Sacha grumble.

"No. I mean, powerful men are persons that I tend to scrutinize since they're the most power-hungry."

"Yeah, same sentiments. So, are we keeping a close eye on the fathers?"

"Yes, we have no choice. It seems that Eliyana Morozov is suspicious of them too. She told me that Mr. Cyruson hadn't wanted her to attend the meeting, so this seems dire. She's his second in command. She is always at his right whenever business meetings are going on. Thankfully, she's too smart to let men like that go on growing their power without some questions answered."

"Yes, the more persons on the inside, the better. Especially since she's a woman of refined intelligence, Sacha, can I also tell Javier? Ryan's best friend, he's resourceful."

"Resourceful is great. But please, Tia, be mindful and careful of who you tell this to."

"You too, Sacha. Please be careful with Eliyana. She's the closest person to Charles in the business. I find it a bit troublesome trusting her."

"I can understand that, but she's my girl. We've been close since college prep courses before we went to Law School. We can trust her. Well, goodnight Tia, my phone is dying." She chuckled softly.

"Got ya. Talk to you later?"

"Yeah, I will."

Tia smiled at that. "Goodnight, Sacha." The call clicked off, making her sigh as she slumped against the wall. What the hell is going on? And when did Leehanson get back to America? He was supposed to be away on business for months. This is beginning to get worrisome as if it wasn't already a hassle! Should she tell Ash and Ry? Urgh, no. Sacha... but these men needed to know-but if it were to turn out as nothing more than a regular business, she'd have worried them for nothing! And Ash might get ticked off. They already had enough on their plate, and adding more worries would undoubtedly throw them into darker headspace. Tia needed to think this through and check out what was really going on between these powerful men. Only then would she let Ry and Ash know what was going on.

She gasped when she caught herself pacing the bathroom floor, "Urgh! They've made me so consumed with their lives that... mine is decaying in a corner." She flopped onto the toilet cover, sitting as she remembered the last time she saw Sun. Tia sighed. She hadn't dated anyone in years, it was so foreign to her now, but she wanted someone she could call her love. Would she ever get to have that? Tears welled in her eyes, but she brushed them away. No! She mustn't let them fall. She needs to be strong. She needs to. Everyone was counting on her!

Tia stood up, yanking the bathroom door open, and matched over to her bag to retrieve her laptop. "If it's more power they may want, then I'll find a way to stop them."