You Plus Me Equals

Evan watched Sam try and work out what had just happened.

'Good luck, I can't even work out what happened just now.'

Sam's mouth opened, then closed. Evan let him struggle with the fact he had just given up so much control to him so freely.

'It was almost funny, unexpected, but funny. Seeing someone who clearly always had a million ways to play a situation to his advantage completely at a loss of control.' He tried hard not to smile as he really didn't want to hurt Sam's feelings now.

'But he had a feeling the situation Sam was waring with inside was not what they had done, but the fact that he hadn't been in control of it at all.'

Which made sense. Sam was all talk about loving any gender. Evan had guessed correctly. Sam had never been with or done anything with a man before. And he had just assumed he would be dominant in the relationship.

'Well, you assumed wrong duck.'

Evan chuckled and started to run his hands slowly through Sam's hair fixing it from where it had gone messy because of the fervent nature of their embrace.

"Hey, Sam," Evan said lightly, almost purring his name, deeply, seductively, despite trying to hide his emotions a bit better.

He couldn't help it. That had been mind-numbingly good. He wasn't sure he would ever be able to say the name Sam again without feeling utterly turned on.

Sam stared at him looking gently into Evan's eyes, all hope at control gone out the window. Instead, all Evan could see was an eager puppy desperately waiting to see what he would say, and do next.

Evan growled. Feeling his built up excitement pulling tightly at his pants. He glared deeply into Sam's eyes.

Sam's face flushed three shades darker than normal, and he blushed in response to the wild d.e.s.i.r.e he was failing to hide.

He was feeling very much like a tiger ready to pounce on its prey. Sam's eyes glossed over as if he were drunk. He nodded in response.

Evan knew he didn't even have to touch him to know Sam was already turning to putty again without even meaning to.

Evan was trying to be strong. Trying to fight it. Sam took a few shaky breaths. His cheeks still flushed.

Evan watched fervently. Sam was absolutely breathtakingly euphoric, delectable.

He wanted to dip back in and taste more, have more... See more. He wanted to hear Sam groan and m.o.a.n beneath him, watch him beg to undress him, to offer himself shyly.

He wanted to see that dominate, extra personality subdued and unsure, willing putty under his hands. He wanted more than that... he wanted to play with him. So, so badly.

So to get his mind off his own body's reaction he decided to tease Sam a bit. Because now he desperately wanted to see how many ways he could make a guy like Sam melt under his administration's, now he wanted to release.

"Now that I have left my mark in one place on your body, and also on your reputation for the whole school. Let's go tell our best friends, we are dating." Evan said and took Sam by the right hand.

He intertwined their fingers and Sam stared down at their hands a stunned look on his face. His right hand glued to Evan's, Sam's remaining left hand pinched his own lips incredulously as Evan dragged him down the rest of the hall in a daze.

"Sorry, I am doing this to you. Right now. It might be a little too much for both of us. But it is also the only way I can control myself right now."

That finally seemed to snap Sam out of it for a moment and he finally broke his daze to look at Evan.

"Your control... amazing... How did you? Did you... You were in control the whole time... You controlled me..." Sam's face wrinkled.

"You're a Seme!" He said realizing after puzzling through the events of the last twenty minutes. "But that means..."

"I'M THE BOTTOM!" He said loudly in shock.

Evan snickered, stopped and turned to look at him.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll be gentle with you." He said, leaned in and gave him a soft peck on the cheek.

Sam snapped out of it and turned to glare at Evan.

"Sorry I have to joke right now, Sam. Take my teasing as a show of how much I like you today, okay?" Evan's voice cracked desperately with hunger even to his own ears.

He gulped and tried to control that ragging d.e.s.i.r.e that was trying to flood his veins again. The d.e.s.i.r.e to tease him, the need he had to give in to a little or else he was going to lock them both in a classroom and just have his way with Sam right now.

'He wasn't sure Sam was ready for that... No that was a lie. He wasn't sure he was ready for that. He didn't like to admit it. But he was scared.'

Scared of Sam. Scared at himself.

Sam watched him. He shivered under the scrutiny of those eyes.

"Come on... Let's go tell Leo and Max, we have to look like we fell for each other," Evans' voice cracked again and he let go of Sam's hand. Sam looked down at his hand. Staring at his fingers then looked back into Evan's eyes. Annoyance, hurt, anger, d.e.s.i.r.e all of it flitting across his face.

Evan gulped, 'He didn't think it would be a lie after all. In fact, he could almost say it might already not be. He looked away from Sam. This was so fragile, falling for someone again... after so long.'

Sam flushed and turned his head. But slipped his hand back into Evan's. Evan turned back to look at him but still didn't let go of Sam's hand.

'Playful, be playful... break the tension. Fast. You have too!'

Evan put on a playfully mean smile.

"Don't be an upset baby, it's only for a little while. Don't get your a.s.s into much of an uproar. Or they will never believe our story." Evan teased.

Sam's face twisted. "Don't ever talk about my ass!" He snapped. Evan felt a little guilty he had to kill the mood.

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Sam was angry at himself, how had they been having such a great time, how had they been enjoying themselves like they were made for each other and then this...

'He was supposed to be the lion. Evan was supposed to be the mouse... How had this even happened? How had he lost and given up so much of himself in such little time? It was numbingly wonderful and scary. He had never felt this way about any of his conquests before in his life. He had never let go so freely before.'

He g.r.o.a.n.e.d internally. 'No!!! How could you have relinquished that much control to him!? Of course, you would be the bottom, he did everything in there!'

Sam pouted, but then shivered as he poured through the events in his mind, trying to figure out the moment he lost control. But he couldn't find it. All he found was himself melting a little inside and wishing Evan would do it all again to him right now.

He sighed.

Evan smiled mischievously. "Don't you mean my a.s.s, it belongs to me now." He said and spanked Sam's b.u.t.t gently before running off down the darkening hall.

Sam looked after him annoyance and pure elation battling inside him. The halls were streaked with pink and purple rays from the setting sun outside. When Evan turned back towards him, he got the feeling that Evan was teasing him and running purely to try and stop himself from doing more with him. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointment and unrest grow inside the pit of his stomach.

Evan's face fell in and out of shadow and he wore a huge grin on his face.

Sam's sighed. He would go along with it. Because he wasn't sure what would happen if he ran after him, caught him and asked him to pick up where they left off.

Evan looked so gorgeous. He had never seen anyone so breathtaking, he almost couldn't control himself at this distance.

Evan lit up almost magically in the beams of light. And the way the shadows played across his skin made him seem like a dark exotic prince of the night.

Sam smiled softly. If playful is what Evan needed right now, he could give him that. He ran after him, barely exerting enough speed to catch him. One thought played in his mind.

'I can chase you anywhere, but I will get the upper hand back again, and show you who is DOMINATE!'