Three Part Harmony (The Road to Rocktoberfest 2024)

21. Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-One

Mike

“You’re too quiet,” I said to Griffin once we got inside his condo. He barely said two words during the drive home and now that we were back at his place, he seemed completely closed-off. Almost as if talking would distress him. I had no idea what was going on inside his head.

“It was a long day and an even longer night,” he replied after rubbing at his face.

I watched him kick off his boots and walk toward his bedroom. I followed close behind, unsure why his mood had shifted to such an extreme that he now seemed so…tense. He was fine earlier when we went out but now he was like a different person. He undressed silently and then finally looked at me.

“I’m gonna take a quick shower,” he explained. “You can join me if you want.”

His tone didn’t come with the promise of something sexual which told me this would simply be a shower to rinse the bar stink off our skin. But I was fine with that and disrobed to join Griffin under the spray. I squirted bodywash into my palm and slowly began to soap up his skin, inch by inch, working out the knots in the muscles that I found as my fingers moved around his tight body.

“Did I do something to piss you off?” I asked, my lips brushing along his nape. I felt some of the anxiety leave him after my question. He turned around to face me and gripped my face in his two beefy hands.

“I should probably explain something to you,” he said. “I get this way sometimes after situations pop up on the job. When shit happens like it did tonight we get hit with a huge surge of adrenaline, but once we have the situation under control, there’s always a crash that comes after. It just takes me a bit to stabilize again.”

“That makes total sense,” I agreed while rubbing his shoulders. I had no idea his job came with this kind of stuff. But it was also similar to what we went through after a performance. Our adrenaline spikes while we’re on stage playing our hearts out, but invariably once the show is over we experience the crash Griffin is describing. I have musician friends who say this sudden drop in adrenaline is what caused them to lean on drugs after a show to get their moods to level out. What works for me sometimes is going for a run or any kind of cardio, followed by sex and a hot shower, but I had no idea what Griffin’s methods were. “Is there something I can do to help you…stabilize?”

“You’re already doing it,” he said and smiled warmly.

His relaxed facial expression told me Griffin was leveling off and on his way back to me. I was grounding him in the way he needed in this moment, and I was happy to be able to offer him this slice of peace.

“Were we in real danger?” I asked.

Griffin’s expression turned serious. “Yes and I…”

“You what?” I nudged.

Griffin closed his eyes and exhaled slowly. “It was an eye-opener for me because I knew I was your only line of defense and I couldn’t fail or you would have gotten seriously hurt.” Griffin leaned against the shower wall. “It really freaked me out, Michael.”

“But you didn’t fail and everyone is okay—including me,” I soothingly replied. I wiped the water out of his eyes and held his gaze. “You were incredible. Watching you work like that stole my breath.”

“You didn’t see how close that pool stick came to your head, and then the chairs started flying through the air and…”

“Baby, it’s okay—we’re both okay. Take a breath and know that you did a tremendous job protecting me and the guys.”

“You don’t understand what I’m saying,” he said .

“Then explain it to me because I want to help you with this,” I said. “This is all new for us as a band and you and I as a couple, so I don’t know what to expect, what’s considered normal, or what’s serious in regards to the security. Most of all, I want you to be safe, too, so what’s going on in your head, baby? Tell me, please, so I can help.”

Griffin placed his palm against my lips as if to silence me. His gaze was so serious it made me shiver but I pleaded with my eyes for him to keep talking and not shut down on me.

“I was absolutely terrified seeing that pool stick swing into the air and take aim. I was certain it was going to slam into the side of your head,” he said. “It scared the fuck out of me that you could have been seriously hurt,” he rambled. “So, yeah, that’s why this is hitting me particularly hard. I’ve never had feelings for someone I was protecting. It’s always been strictly business, so this brings to light exactly what Fizzbo was concerned about with us having a relationship. In a clutch situation, the feelings I have for you could cause me to lose focus and disregard my training to do something irrational because I’m emotionally connected to you. I can’t let that happen because the end result could be…catastrophic.”

“I understand what you’re saying and your concerns are justified, but I don’t ever see you tossing your training aside in the heat of the moment,” I said. “You’re too professional for that to happen.

Griffin suddenly grabbed onto both my wrists. “I can’t be stupid or have compromised judgment while on an assignment just because I’m in love with my principal,” Griffin said in a rush .

I took a moment to stare at him and allow his words to fully sink into my brain. My eyes blinked several times as the water continued to drip off my lashes while Griffin almost seemed to be holding his breath waiting for me to say something. But I was completely tongue-tied, unable to get past the fact Griffin had just admitted to being in love with me. Was he being serious or was he suggesting more of a ‘what-if’ scenario?

“Y-you love me?” I finally asked him in a soft voice and my gaze holding his.

Griffin’s head bobbed in agreement. “Yeah, I do,” he whispered. “I realized it when I saw the intent to hurt you flare in that guy’s eyes. Everything finally clicked into place for me and I had clarity.”

Griffin let go of my wrists and pulled me against his chest. Our foreheads pressed together and I closed my eyes to gather my thoughts. I’d never been in love before—not real love, anyway. But I knew that’s what I was feeling for Griffin.

“I love you, too, baby,” I admitted on a rush of breath that floated over his face.

He spun us to press my back to the cold tiled wall. “Are you sure? I mean, I don’t want you to feel obligated to say it because I said it to you.”

“You didn’t really say it to me, though,” I pointed out. “It came out more in general terms.”

He held my head in his hands again and slightly tipped it back to make full eye contact, his eyes nearly melting mine with the heat swirling there. “I love you, Michael, with my whole heart.”

“Wow, you sure know how to steal the show. ”

“This is real. Just you and me in a shower much too small for the size of us,” Griffin detailed. “I’m simply telling you how I feel and explaining how it could be a problem.”

“It’s only a problem if we allow it to become one—and we won’t let that happen,” I said as convincingly as I could manage. “Your training is part of your DNA at this point. I don’t see your work ethic or judgment failing you in the heat of a situation.”

Griffin didn’t seem all that convinced but he let me finish washing and rinsing him before we dried off and crawled into his bed. I rolled against him and he quickly wrapped me up in his arms.

“Did you realize your feelings for me tonight?” Griffin asked.

“I figured it out at the bar, but not when the big dude was harassing us,” I said.

“Then when?”

“It hit me when you glanced over at our table and our eyes met,” I described. “It was the way you were looking at me, and suddenly this tidal wave of realization rolled over me. Everything made sense in an instant and I was finally able to put a name to the feelings I’d been having. It’s love, plain and simple. Although, this doesn’t feel simple at all.” I lifted up on my elbow to peer down into his face. “And you’re my first—love, that is.”

Griffin chuckled at me. “For me, too, but I suspected what this was a few weeks ago. It didn’t fully hit me until that pool cue almost hit you, though.”

“I guess this night was a turning point for more than one reason,” I said .

“Perhaps, but I’m going to remember it as the night we both spoke our truths,” he said and then kissed me until I lost my mind with pleasure.

Feeling him become hard as steel against my leg was such a turn-on. I threw a leg over his hips and straddled him, positioning my cock and balls directly against his before I leaned forward and started slowly grinding.

“Oh fuck,” Griffin huffed and took my mouth again.

He nipped and sucked on my tongue and lips until I was close to coming. Then he hooked his arms under my pits and he had me flipped over with him on top in an instant. Suddenly Griffin was all over me, blanketing me in the best of ways.

When our kiss ended, Griffin’s eyes were boring holes into mine. “I want you,” he said.

“You can have me. Any way you’d like. I’m completely yours,” I said and grinned up at him but his face remained so stoic.

“That’s not what I meant,” he said and I watched his Adam’s apple bob up and down in his throat.

I ran my fingers down the side of his whiskered face. “Tell me—tell me what you want.” I bit my bottom lip and waited for his reply, wondering if it was what I was hoping it would be.

“I want you to fuck me,” he said after a moment of hesitation.

I smiled so big I thought my face might crack in two. “Baby, I would love to but it won’t be fucking—at least not for your first time. I will love on you instead, and I’ll make you feel so damn good. ”

“Yeahhh, that’s exactly what I want,” Griffin said and smiled back at me.

“Condom and lube?” I questioned.

Griffin slid off to my side and reached for the drawer of his bedside table and retrieved the lubricant. “I’m good with no condom,” he said as he tossed the lube onto the mattress beside me. “I’m tested for the job all the time and I know you guys were, too. I’m assuming you’re negative?”

“I’ve never tested positive for anything and I make sure to get checked twice a year,” I answered him. “Plus, I’ve never not worn a condom. You’ll be the first.”

“I like the sound of that,” he remarked with a grin. “I don’t want anything between us when we do this. I want to feel everything.”

I kissed my way down his body and swirled my tongue over his warm skin. When I got lower, Griffin opened his legs a bit for me and I settled there with my face right at his groin. I licked his rim and then used my fingers to prep him for my cock.

“Come on, I need more,” Griffin pleaded.

“I have three fingers in you now,” I pointed out.

“Then give me your cock,” he suggested.

I eased my fingers out and slicked my shaft with enough lube to choke an elephant and then I was back with my tip pressing into him. I went slow, partly so I wouldn’t hurt him but mainly because the faces he was making were so damn erotic.

“You ready for me?” I asked as I tipped my hips forward.

Griffin nodded and licked his lips. “Push it in,” he said. “I’ve been practicing with the toys, so it should slide right in.”

I hit resistance almost immediately and slowed my entrance. What he didn’t understand was toys never felt the same as the real thing. Sure, it would give you the feeling of being full but you didn’t get the entire scope of being stretched until you took a good-sized cock. I knew my dick was above average and it was going to take some work to get Griffin relaxed enough for me to get even halfway inside, but I loved a challenge. I’d go extra slow and make sure Griffin was enjoying himself while I slid into his tight furnace.

“Oh, wait,” Griffin said and grit his teeth. “It hurts, like a lot.”

"Want me to stop?” I questioned.

“Fuck no, just give me a minute.”

I brushed his lips with mine. “Kiss me,” I whispered and Griffin’s lips parted.

As soon as our tongues began to play with the other, Griffin’s ring gave-way in his channel and I slipped in another searing inch. I grinned against his mouth. It seemed the distraction I created worked like magic. I pressed another kiss to his mouth, this one a little hungrier and felt myself ease deeper inside Griffin. The hotter our kiss became, the more of me I was able to fit. It sure took a while but I felt the moment Griffin gave into the pleasure. It was like his whole body was opening up for me. His kiss became wild and his hips began to lift from the bed to get even more of my cock into him.

“It feels good now,” I said. “I can tell.”

“So much better than in the beginning,” he answered with panting breaths. “Move your hips. I want to feel you thrusting. ”

“You sure about that?” I asked.

“Yes, goddamn it. Isn’t that the whole point?”

I nudged his nose with mine. “Yes, but this isn’t a race,” I said. “I think you were the one who told me things like this should be savored.”

“Yeah, but that was before you put your cock in me,” he said. “I need to feel you moving.”

I gave him a quick snap of my hips and Griffin growled. One more push and I was in as far as I could go. Any farther and Griffin would be choking on me.

“Oh my god, I can feel you pulsing,” he said with awe.

“I’m already so close,” I told him.

Griffin spread himself wider and I used the extra room to start pumping into him with a sharp focus on getting him off. I tilted my hips and drove my cock right over his sweet spot and Griffin lit up like a stick of dynamite.

“Fuck, yes!” he hissed.

I kept up my pace and when I saw Griffin reach the point of no return, he latched onto his cock and began to jerk himself. As soon as I felt his internal spasms began, I let myself begin to unravel. He beat me to the finish line but not by much and the aftershocks were bliss. I rocked inside him as I slowed to a stop. He crashed a moment later and coated his stomach with his release. I let go inside of him and it was so, so good. I’d never gone bare before and that made this beyond special with Griffin .

I kissed him deeply, once we had finally caught our breath, then lay down on top of him with my face nestled in the bend of his neck. His hands rubbed circles on my back and up to my shoulders.

“I have no words for what that was,” he said, “but I can’t wait to do it again.”

I chuckled at his comment. “That’s what you say now but in a few hours you’re going to feel the ache in there. Believe me.”

“Do you bottom a lot?” he asked as he toyed with my hair.

“No, I’m more of a top, but occasionally I enjoy being on the receiving end of things,” I teased.

“I can feel your cum dripping out,” he said.

“I’m too tired to move right now but next time you want to bottom I’m going to watch my load slide back out,” I promised. “That’s sexy as fuck.”

He looped his forearm around my neck and pulled me into another kiss. “I think you’re sexy as fuck.”