unkempt result. “You know what?” Dean expelled a breath. “This is driving me nuts. I keep going over and over the same thoughts. Well, no more. I need to forget what my head is telling me, and follow my instincts.”
Robin swallowed, his stomach tight, his mouth dry. “And what do your instincts tell you?” Then he gasped as Dean grabbed him, hoisting him up into his arms, supporting his weight with his hands. Robin clung to him, his arms locked around Dean’s neck, his legs hooked around Dean’s waist, his heart hammering like a piston engine.
Dean’s eyes were so dark. “They say, fuck it.”
Chapter Nine
Robin’s heart pounded and the blood rushed through his ears, his stomach clenched. Oh God, finally. Dean holding him like this was straight out of his hottest fantasy. Robin clung to him, his ankles crossed behind Dean’s back.
Dean stilled. “You mess with my head, do you know that?”
God, he smells so good.
“You’re not changing your mind already?” Not that Robin was completely against the idea. His lips might have been saying ‘fuck me’ but his body was undecided.
“I think I’d better sit down.” Dean eased himself onto the couch, Robin still in his arms. “I need to breathe. We both need to breathe, to calm down.”
Robin straddled his lap, his arms around Dean’s neck. “Breathing is good,” he agreed. His heart was still pistoning like a motor engine.
Dean placed his hand on Robin’s chest. “Your heart is beating as fast as mine.”
Robin managed a grin. “And this surprises you? After what you just did?”
Dean’s hand was gentle on his face as he gazed at Robin. “Yeah. I don’t know what came over me.” There was the flicker of a smile. “I blame you.”
“Me?”
“Yes, you. You’re way too sexy for your own good.”
Okay, Robin was feeling pretty amazing right then. “You think I’m sexy?”
Dean’s eyes gleamed. “Fishing for compliments now? Of course you’re sexy. I look at you and I lose my mind.”
Robin buffed his nails. “Damn, I’m good.” His heart rate was returning to near normal.
“Brat.” Dean cupped his chin. “Being someone’s first is huge. I want to take my time with you.” He rubbed his thumb over Robin’s lips, and fuck, that was hot.
“I’m not gonna say no to that,” Robin whispered, his throat tightening a little.
“Have you ever been kissed?”
Robin sat so still. “No.” He’d thought about it, dreamed about it, and his heart was thumping at the prospect.
“Then maybe that would be a good place to start.” His hand on Robin’s nape, Dean gently pulled him down until their lips were about to touch. “Gotta be honest, I’ve wondered what it would be like to kiss you,” he murmured.
The confession was enough to make Robin’s heart quake. He wants me.
Dean stroked Robin’s neck as he closed the gap between them, and Robin’s first kiss was sweet and slow. Robin closed his eyes and lost himself in the feel of Dean’s lips against his. It was intimate, tender, and exactly how he’d hoped it would be.
Robin didn’t want it to end.
Then Dean broke the kiss and released him, and Robin fought hard to bite back a wail. “You’re sure you still want this?” Dean’s voice was quiet.
Robin gaped at him. “Are you kidding? Don’t stop now.”
Dean smiled before pulling him into another kiss, only this time he pulled on Robin’s lower lip with his teeth and sucked on it.
Fuck. Robin took his hands from around Dean’s neck and brought them to Dean’s hair, stroking the short layers on the back of his head. When Dean’s tongue found his, Robin groaned and locked their lips with a hunger he hadn’t even known he possessed. And when Dean moaned into the kiss, Robin knew he wasn’t the only one who was hungry.
Dean pulled away, a little breathless. “Okay… Before both of us get too excited, can I point out a couple of things?”
Now? Robin wanted to yell. “Like what?” God, tell me he’s not gonna grade me on this. That kiss had given his dick all kinds of ideas, and this was not the time to renege on them.
“The time. The fact that we both have work in the morning.”
“And?” This did not sound good.
Dean stroked a single finger over Robin’s cheek. “And… I am not going to rush this.”
“Is this all I get? A kiss?” Robin felt so ready for more.
“I’m not saying that. What I am saying is, I’m going to go slow, so don’t get your hopes up. We’re only going to pop