Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea Chap 14/18

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A/N: In all of this hubbub, Cappy's tag seems to have become unavailable. Could we perchance have it back?



Chapter 14

Colin was floating on air.

He drifted past everyone, looking as weightless as he felt, a big dreamy grin on his face and a longing sigh occasionally escaping his lips. Fly With Me by Frank Sinatra blared in his head, making him dance and nod along to the music, sometimes skipping along.

Greg and two colleagues watched Colin sail past, an armful of files in hand, singing not that badly “All the angels cheer because we’re together! Weather-wise it’s such a lovely day! Just say the words and we’ll beat the birds down to…” his voice faded as he drifted past confused looking people.

Greg watched him by the doorway, grinning and nodding before returning to his work with his colleagues, humming the tune.


Ryan was fairing no better, in fact. He’d heard somewhere the song Fly With Me, and though he only knew half the lyrics, he was singing along, mopping with mad enthusiasm. The others who saw him between the hall way dividers cocked their heads, smiling in confusion. Wayne didn’t look that amused, but at this rate Ryan would clean every wing before they finished the morning rounds.

Brad started nodding along with the song, now changed to The Best Is Yet To Come. Wayne shrugged and began singing along, and soon the whole wing was filled with the music, everyone strangely enjoying it.

The whole campus followed soon after when an administrator hooked up the wing with the radio station that was played nothing but the best of Frank. The Captain and Delaire, no less.

Colin only saw Ryan once, as soft strains of The Way You Look Tonight nodded over the hidden speakers. They shared a smile, flushing from head to toe with warm pleasure before they moved on with their work, floating a few inches higher.


The drive home was no better, and they seemed in constant danger of pulling over and making love in the passenger seat, so near Colin was to stopping and straddling Ryan with his mouth sealed to the taller mans. They settled for Colin resting his hand on Ryan’s thigh, fingers playing with the seam of his pants as Ryan’s large warm hand covered his.

“So folks, I hope you’re enjoying our Frank Sinatra marathon which started at 8 and will end when they throw us out of the building. Lets face it, the man was amazing,” Delaire’s slightly nasal voice came up suddenly, “I know I just wanna go out and do something amazing after listening to New York, New York.”

“Well, you’re not alone I believe,” the Captain piped up, sounding amused at something. “What shall we play next?”

“Hmm, something romantic,”

“The man was romance, Delaire,”

“Oh right… then how about something really romantic?”

There was a patient sigh and the Captain must’ve given up, “Damn you for batting your eyelashes at me, woman. Here’s to all you lovers out there!”

Bewitched flowed softly through the speakers, and suddenly the lust wasn’t so choking, becoming softer and infinitely more pure.

“Couldn't sleep, wouldn't sleep
Then love came and told me I shouldn't sleep
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I…”

Colin felt his hand on Ryan’s thigh get squeezed a little tighter, and call him a sap but he nearly burst into tears as the realization that this could be the real thing hit him full in the heart.

“I'll sing to her, bring spring to her
And long for the day when I'll cling to her
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I…”

Feeling Ryan’s warmth… he knew he was. And it felt damn good.

That day had marked a turning point in their relationship. They were unashamedly happy with each other but tried to keep the looks and touches down at work. Nothing had been said but Colin had a feeling Uck might not be so keen to be confronted with inter-staff relations, especially when the staff in question were both male.

That didn’t mean that he didn’t get a chance to live out his fantasy of bending Ryan over his own trolley though. His mind wandered back to the much cherished memory. They usually took their time waking up in the morning, often showering together but that morning the alarm had not gone off, and as a result, they’d had to rush to get in on time. Ryan hadn’t shaved and looked almost disheveled. A look that never failed to turn Colin on….Ryan also had an insatiable appetite for sex and the fact that he had missed out on his normal morning helping, had made him even more daring.

Colin was checking his mirrors, ready to signal to turn left, when he had felt Ryan’s hand wander up his thigh. He gulped.

“What are you doing?”

“I missed you this morning…” Dammit, Ryan was purring…He looked over, just as Ryan had flashed him that pirate smile. He had been hard instantly, much to Ryan’s delight, who palmed him through his trousers.

“Ry…don’t… I can’t walk into work with a hard-on,”

“Well, why don’t you let me take care of it…”

“Not while I’m driving!” he hated how squeaky his voice had sounded, but he could already see the headlines…Respected professor dismissed after lewd behavior.

“If we go in via the side entrance, there is a closet we can use…” Ryan had wiggled his eyebrows and even though Colin had been worried about repercussions, he found himself nodding his head eagerly and pressing the accelerator a little more…

They had made it to work in record time and Colin had never been more turned on. They barely made it into the closet, which Colin thought was a supreme piece of irony, before Ryan had undone the first button of Colin’s trousers and had his hand on him. Colin’s hands were clawing at Ryan’s overall, trying to undo several buttons at the same time.

Ryan briefly stopped his ministrations to fumble around in one of the many pockets of his uniform to produce a small tube of lube and some condoms.

Colin was momentarily stunned. “You planned this?”

Ryan blushed a little “Not exactly… but… oh… ok… I was hoping this might happen one day...there’s something about the idea of you having me over a…” He never got to finish his sentence because Colin had kissed him roughly before drawing him close, turning him around and bending him over…

Ryan rested his cheek on his bare arms as they crossed on top of the rough plastic cart surface as Colin peeled him out of his overall. The cart, he noticed even as he shivered from Colin’s hands on his body, was definitely one that needed to be cleaned. He wrinkled nose when he felt something he’d never felt before. He gave a muffled shout that sounded suspiciously like “Colin!” as he felt the warm, wet flat of a tongue glide at the seam where his ass met his legs.

“Shhh,” Colin whispered against the wet skin. Ryan shuddered violently, making the cart rattle. It shifted until it hit the wall with a dull thud, and Ryan pinned it there as he gripped the plastic hard enough to bend it as Colin’s tongue wandered to the taut skin between his balls and his hole.

“Col… please…” Ryan whimpered, biting his lower lip. He tensed as the tongue ran over his tensing puckered flesh in firm strokes until he relaxed. Then a finger came into play, pushing its way in just how he liked it, pushing and flexing and bringing Ryan’s breath back in a gasp. He had to hold himself a little back so that the hands that withdrew from his ass could sheath his dripping cock, making him squirm to lips on the back of his neck and Colin’s own sheathed, slick cock nudged against his entrance.

“Oh yes please…” Ryan sighed, voice like he’d chugged whiskey and smoked a pack of cigarettes. “Hurry,”

Colin must’ve agreed that they didn’t have much time, because he pushed his way in, a hoarse grunt escaping both of them, barely giving Ryan any time to adjust to the hugeness of him in such a small space before Colin was thrusting, gripping Ryan’s shoulders tightly as he pulled him into meet his cock in a sharp slap of flesh. It was Ryan’s job to keep them from making the trolley smash into the wall by bracing them, but he also did so to hold on for the ride.

And he thought he’d missed Colin today?

Obviously missing the morning helping was something that flipped Colin’s gentle switch and brought him roaring back to that passionate need of the first night. Ryan liked it. Perhaps not for every night, but the feel of Colin’s balls slapping his ass this morning was just what Ryan needed.

Ryan’s fist jerked on himself harshly, teeth clenching as Colin made Ryan bend at the knees so he could truly fuck him. It wasn’t long before Ryan was jetting hard into the condom, gasping like a landed fish, spurting as long as Colin struck him deep. Colin heard Ryan’s wet gasp and knew with a fierce grin of pleasure that Ryan had come hard, and with that knowledge, he thrust hard three more times before coming hard and deep inside his lover, Ryan’s spasms making Colin’s eyes go dark for a moment.

Their heartbeats thundered together, complimenting their gasping breaths and nervous giggles. “Fuck,” Colin wheezed.

Ryan could only nod and cough, his throat like sandpaper.

They had left the closet more than slightly out of breath and quite flushed but infinitely more relaxed than when they had gone in and Colin hadn’t been able to wipe the smile off his face for the rest of the day.


A month into their affair, Colin decided to broach the subject of living together. Ryan stayed at his apartment most of the time anyway and slowly but surely, Ryan’s things had infiltrated Colin’s life. It had started with a toothbrush, then a pair of boxers and soon, half his closet space had been taken up by Ryan’s ratty shirts and worn jeans. Colin loved it. He had never felt this close to anyone and he fell more in love with Ryan with every day that passed. He couldn’t imagine not being with him and he had a feeling Ryan thought the same. Yet, he’d been reluctant to raise the issue of moving in together. He was aware he was making more money than Ryan and he didn’t want to take away any of Ryan’s independence. He knew that Ryan liked having his own place, even if it was almost only in name. He had been determined not to bring it up but one Sunday afternoon, after yet another particularly vigorous bout of love making, he couldn’t keep it to himself any longer.

He ached deliciously, was half out of breath and sweaty but looking over at Ryan, he had never felt better. He stroked Ryan’s heaving chest still covered in dozens of little raised red marks, feeling the heart beat a rhythm to rival any drumbeat.

“Ry….”

“Uh-huh…” Apparently, the power of speech had eluded Ryan for the moment. He couldn’t help but feel a little smug about that. After all, it had been him, the nerdy science geek that had reduced this gorgeous man to pants and moans.

“I was thinking… do youwanttomoveinwithme?” It all came out in a rush and he wasn’t surprised when Ryan raised an eyebrow at him.

“Sorry…what?”

He found an interesting little spot on the ceiling above the bed, funny…he’d never noticed that before. It was shaped vaguely like an anemone and- Ryan nudged him and shook him out of his reverie.

“Hey, what did you say?”

“I was thinking…” He hesitated again, “maybe….maybe you’d like to move in with me?”

“For real?”

“Yeah….if you want to…” Damn…he was blushing again…

Ryan seemed to take his time considering his answer and Colin was worried it had been too soon but he couldn’t have stopped the question if he’d tried. Something about being in Ryan’s arms…it made him all soppy and melancholy. He was only that far from imagining the white picket fence and a dog…

“I want to pay my share.”

“Ok…”

And just liked that, they were living together. Ryan gave up his apartment, threw away most of his furniture and moved the remaining belongings into Colin’s apartment. Ryan felt at peace for the first time in his life and he never wanted to give it up. He hadn’t told his friends about his new living arrangements but they never came to his flat anyway. It was just perfect. Colin would cook on weekdays and in the weekends they’d spent the morning ensconced in bed, alternating between reading the papers, swapping comics and making love.

They were certain this was going to work.