Hi peoples, I'm reading the book The Child Thief by Gerald Brom, and I must say it's earned the rank of number two favourite book of all time that I have read. I highly doubt that anything will ever beat my favourite though. Anyway, it's one in the morning again, why do I do this to myself? A few hours ago I went and saw Tao Taiko drumming at the Orphium theatre, spent fifty bucks on souvenirs, lol.

Nothing owned, and enjoy!

It was an adult thing, what they were doing.

It wasn't something that Peter participated in. The others did it, most of them as soon as they got to the Fort. But never Peter, not for all the years that he'd been alive did Peter do this.

He would never deny that he hadn't been interested, that he hadn't watched some of the others, but doing it himself was something that he'd never done.

He never would have done this with anyone else, but Nick was different. The first time they met had been the best night Peter had had in over a hundred years. The thrill of simple pleasures, of sitting on steps eating food with no fear for the first time in what felt like forever.

So when Nick had approached him that night, he hadn't brushed him off like the others. He hadn't pushed him away, like he could have if he really wanted to.

He felt the wall on his back scratching against his coat, and Nick's fingers framing his face. Their lips didn't touch. Nick dipped his head forward and his tongue darted out to follow the seam of Peter's lips clumsily, and then passed over again, and again. Peter opened his mouth and their teeth clacked together painfully as tongues touched shyly.

A warmth he'd never felt for almost thirteen-hundred years gathered in his groin and instinctively he pressed up against the other boy, and felt Nick's responding desire.

Their bodies rocked together in a steady rhythm, their pleasure mounting until like what he did in everything, Peter took control.

He flipped them over and held Nick to the wall, grinding their hips together roughly and dove into the other boy's mouth. He didn't know what he was doing, where this would go, but Nick didn't know that. And he didn't have to know how scared this made Peter.