Sloan's POV
As soon as Carter walked upstairs I felt heavy. I felt empty and alone and I hated it. Even though it hasn't been that long, it still hurts. Carter needed to be beside me I needed to feel him all around me. I needed to smell him and touch him. This space was unnatural. Especially after the kiss we had just shared. It was unexpected, especially having Carter initiate it. But my goddess was it beautiful. It was better than anything I could have imagined. It was primal. I was starved and he was food. And even in those little moments of sound that came from his lips, it was music to my ears.
It was beauty, it was everything.
Now I was left begging for more. Rena and Danielle came at the worst time. I was nowhere near finished. I wanted to keep exploring, seeing how much Carter could take. I wanted to make his knees weak.
I wanted to make him scream.
I forced myself to go back to the kitchen instead of standing at the bottom of the stairs waiting for his return. I'll cook and distract myself instead and I should probably call my pops too. I pulled my phone out and quickly dialed his number. It only took two rings before he answered.
"Sloan, you there?" He asked quickly, desperation in his voice. It broke my heart to hear that from him. He and I were always close, so going this long without us speaking was hard.
"Yeah, pops. I'm here." I said as I began to pull out ingredients. I put the phone on speaker and set it on the counter. However I couldn't help but look to the stairs and hope that Carter walked down them.
Fuck I missed him already.
"How are you? How is Carter? How are you guys together? I miss you. Tell me everything." He rambled off and I chuckled lightly. He was like this during my graze if I went too long without calling him.
"We're g--" The word good danced on my tongue but we were more than that. It was better than that. We were more than that. "We're great. Amazing. Perfect." I rattled off words and I could feel my cheeks heat up. And my lips were still buzzing from the kiss we shared.
"Uh oh, you sound lovesick." He teased. But little did he know, he was right. I was lovesick for Carter.
"All I'm saying is this time away from everyone has helped us." I shrugged and continued moving about the kitchen.
"So do you think you're ready to come back from wherever you are?"
"No," I said quickly. We were nowhere near ready to go back and face the music. I wasn't either. But I knew Carter needed more time. To process everything, to process his life. I wasn't going to put him in a situation where he'd be subjected to old behaviors. Plus, I don't know if I trusted myself enough to not want to kill someone while I was there.
"Carter just got a new phone," I said softly, knowing that was the answer enough. He needed time. And I don't care how much time he needed. I'd be here every step of the way.
"Sloan, you have to remember he has a pack to lead." I know my father wasn't saying anything bad by saying that. Maybe he truly didn't know everything that happened with Carter and his parents. I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. But this...making Carter go back or even suggesting it. Was an automatic no, for me.
"It doesn't matter," I told him. The urge to hang up the phone was too great.
"Sloa--"
"How's everything at home?" I asked quickly, needing to change the subject before I said something incredibly rude to my father. I didn't care who he was to me, if he kept pestering me about Carter he'd face my wraith.
"Everything is great here. We're planning the annual trip, Byn and James want to go somewhere cold. And we are having trouble convincing Finnick to join us this year."
Finnick had been friends with my fathers for many years, he was almost like an Uncle but not really. He was just a guy close to the family. He was the alpha of a surrounding pack near this one. Though Finnick is an anomoly, he has yet to find his mate. This guy is closing in on fifty and still nothing. It's been about five and half years since I have seen him and since that time, no news. We all just wait patiently hoping one day he finds his mate.
He's a great guy. He's caring, and kind. He deserves it. But as time goes on...it's not looking too good for him.
"It should be fun for you guys." The phone went silent and it was then I realized what I said. I had implied that Carter and I weren't going. Which in itself was a big deal seeing as this trip was a tradition in the family. And the one thing Mickayas don't do is break tradition.
"Are you opting out?" His voice was laced with hurt, not towards me but just in general. Family trips weren't family trips unless everyone was there.
"I'll have to ask Carter and I'll let you know." I moved around the kitchen and began making pasta the same way my dad taught me when I was a kid. Now it was like second nature.
"You and Carter are good then? Things are progressing?" It felt strange talking to my Pops about this. Not because I don't want to talk about Carter, but because he saw us as protective over both of us.
"Carter...he trusts me now. It took some time but I think he finally sees me as someone he can rely on. But there is something I should tell you, and if you tell the rest of the family that'd be great." My voice faltered towards the end. I knew I needed to tell him this, this way they could all be prepared for when we do visit.
"Carter is mute. So he doesn't talk anymore." The phone went silent and I waited in anticipation. He needed to react in a good way. He needed to be understanding. If he doesn't...I'd have to kill my father. No one wants that. But I'd do it.
"Okay, I will let everyone know and we will act accordingly. Thank you for telling us." I let out a deep breath I didn't know I was holding in. And felt my body relax at the statement.
Now, this would have been a perfect time to tell him that he also should learn sign language, but I don't. I don't know why I do. It's probably because the selfish part of me liked that I'm the only person Carter can talk to.
I'll tell them eventually. Just not today.
"Of course y--" I began to speak but then my mouth clamped shut as I felt a icy chill run down my spine. Loren immediately went on alert and my body went stiff.
Something was wrong.
This feeling was similar to the initial feeling I had when Carter had left and I followed him. But this was stronger, deeper, deadlier. Without warning I hung up the phone and walked to the stairs. I wondered if I was just being overdramatic and perhaps the conversation with Rena and Dani wasn't going well. But then I felt another chill and I knew that couldn't be the case. This was more.
So much more.
It was then as I set my foot on the first step I heard a voice that could cut through any noise. A voice I'd recognize from the other side of the world. A voice that would bring me to my knees.
'Sloan, I need Sloan.'
I bolted up the stairs, no longer caring about interrupting their intimate moment. I heard Carter's voice loud and clear. He needed me. I'd be there.
I pushed the door open and Dani and Rena were looking worridly over Carter and their eyes flickered to me. But my focus was on my Carter. His breathing was heavy and his eyes were red. He slowly looked up at me and when we made eye contact, everything around me went blank. My only focus was on him. Red, seething anger flooded through me. What the hell did they say to get him like this? What more information could destroy the bits of Carter I had worked so hard to build?
"I didn't mean to make him upset--" Rena said as she and Dani stood to their feet.
"Leave us," I said quickly. Already knew dinner wasn't happening tonight. And I don't think it would any time soon. Carter needed to process his life, but it seemed whenever his life was put in front of him too soon or too much at once, something broke on the inside.
"Call us and let us know everything is okay?" Rena asked as Dani grabbed her hand and I just nodded. They left the room and closed the door behind them. I took a few deep breaths to try and calm myself down. Loren was urging me to go after them for upsetting Carter again, but I couldn't do that.
Once I heard the front door of the house close I finally let myself free. I was beside Carter within an instant wrapping my arms around him. But instead of laying on my side, he climbed on top of me, straddling me, and wrapped his hands around my neck. His head buried deep there as well and his soft sobs coated my ears in a tortuous way.
I didn't ask him any questions, knowing I wouldn't be able to get an answer out anyway. Whatever they had told him, broke another piece of him. He didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve to be broken over and over again. And it was pissing me off like no other at the fact it kept happening.
Not again. Never again.
I don't know how long we sat there. It could have been hours. But I wasn't going to move until I knew that Carter was somewhat okay.
Thank Goddess he had stopped crying and for a moment I thought he was asleep. But then he leaned back to where our faces could meet and we could see each other's hands.
"Talk to me, baby. What happened?" I asked him, my voice coming out softly. I lifted my hand to wipe his cheeks from the remaining wetness and Carter leaned into it. Closing his eyes and sighing.
'There's so much. Too much. I don't know how much more I can take.' He signed slowly and I saw his face nothing but defeat and it broke me.
"You don't have to take anymore. I am here, to take whatever you don't want." He tried to break eye contact and look away but I wasn't going to have that. He needed to see that I was someone who was there for him. Who was going to live this life with him? And will take his burdens as their own. I moved my hand to grab my chin and I lifted his head to look at me. Carter let out a soft gasp at the action.
"Do you understand what I'm telling you? I'm here. Me. Sloan fucking Mickaya is here for you." His green eyes began to get glossy and he nodded slowly. I slowly leaned forward and set a gentle kiss against his lips, no longer able to restrain myself from touching him any longer.
"Do you want to tell me what happened?" I asked, my voice coming out as a whisper.
'I will. Just I can't right now.' He signed and I nodded. I let go of his chin and I rested both hands on his thighs. I was doing everything in my power to ignore the fact that Carter was straddling me, and his ass was perfectly situated on my dick.
I needed to calm down because if I let my mind wander he'd be able to feel. But now that I've gotten a taste of Carter...I wanted another. I can smell the addiction from a mile away.
"Whenever you're ready. I'm here to listen."
'I feel bad for having them leave.' I know he didn't mean to. But he wiggled slightly against me and he rubbed against me and pleasure shot through me. I moved my hand to his thighs and I gripped tight. Indicating for him to sit still. Now is not the time.
"Don't be feel bad. We just have some more work to do. That's all." I said as evenly as I could as I tried to will my dick to stay flaccid.
'Will you still cook for me?' He asked, I saw his cheeks slightly warm up. I'll never get used to how attractive he is.
"You don't ever have to ask that." I chuckled lightly and flexed my fingers that were still latched onto his thighs.
'And maybe, we can watch Cars?' I noticed as his eyes lit up at the mention of our favorite movie and I smiled at him and how adorable he is.
"Again, you don't ever have to ask that." A smile finally covered his face and he leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss on my lips. So fast that I barely caught it.
I kept my eyes firm on his green eyes as he smiled at me. I noticed there was something there that I hadn't seen before. I knew emotion that I couldn't quite decipher but it warmed my body in the most pleasurable way.
Carter ran a finger down the back of my neck and I instinctively leaned back into it. I noticed as his eyes went down to my neck and I wondered what was running through his head. Was he wanting to know what I tasted like too? Then he wiggled against me again, but this time I couldn't help but think he did it intentionally.
I gripped his thighs again and a groan slipped past my lips before I could stop myself. I'm also certain he can now feel how much that affected me.
"Carter. Don't do that again." I gritted through my teeth. I leaned my head against the headboard and trying to keep myself calm.
Once I opened my eyes there was amusement dancing on Carter's face. Though he tried his best to look like an innocent little lamb. I knew he was doing this on purpose. I let out a deep breath and closed my eyes again. I was too close to taking what was mine. But not yet.
Then, I felt Carter's wet tongue lick up the side of my neck and a moan came from my lips at the feeling. It was unexpected but goddess did it feel good. So good. I'm sure my nails were digging deep into his thighs as he continued to lap my neck. I was too stunned to move or do anything else but sit here and take it.
Carter pulled away once he was satisfied and my neck was dripping with his saliva and I felt a finger tap my nose. I opened my eyes and Carter had a fire in his, but his face...fuck he looked so...desperate?
'You said we'd finish later.' He signed shyly. It took a moment for me to process but once I did my dick jerked and I'm sure Carter felt it. I also noticed that he swayed himself a bit once he did. He liked it. A smirk came firmly onto my face as I looked at my mate who was now reminding me of a promise I had made earlier. He wanted more.
He wanted me.
"I did say that." My voice was deep, raspy with lust and Carter noticed. He took his bottom lip in between his teeth and I wanted to lean forward and put it in between mine.
'It's later.' He was barely able to finish signing before I slammed my lips onto his. It was just as heated and rough as the one we shared before.
I moved my hands up and down his thighs, as he wracked his nails on the back of my head. His tongue met mine and he immediately gave in to me. And I was free to fully explore his mouth and taste him again. My hands found their way to his ass and I gave it a firm squeeze which caused a moan from him.
The excitement that filled me when we were first kissing and I found out he liked his ass touched is unexplainable. Because if he liked this...my dick is going to rock his world. While my hands were planted firmly there I pulled him closer to me. Our chests now flushed together, where we could feel each other's breaths.
I pulled away from his lips and began to attack his neck. Sucking and biting. Leaving a trail and making sure to cover it so he knows who he belongs to now. Carter whimpered as I got to the spot that was beneath his ear and I felt something twitch against my stomach. A hard something.
It was then, Carter moved his hips against me, creating a heavy friction on my dick and his rubbing against my stomach. We both moaned loudly.
I couldn't resist taking one hand off his ass and smacking it. Carter whimpered so loudly that I leaked so much into my boxers. It was a heavenly sound. So fucking perfect. I grabbed his ass again and instead of waiting for him to move on his own, I began to move him against me.
Delicious sparks of pleasure started to roll through me and Carter too. So much so I could no longer focus on his neck and Carter rested his head on top of mine as I moved us at a quick and needy pace. The sound of our moaning and pants bouncing off the walls mixing in with the sound of our jeans rubbing together.
"You were so needy for it, weren't you baby?" I whispered in his ears and he whined. Confirming what I already know. I felt myself getting so close to the edge. I was about to jump off until--
"S--Sloan." His voice was raspy and quiet. If his mouth wasn't already so close to my ear I wouldn't have heard it. But I did. It was like a whisper in the wind, but it was just as loud as a fucking horn. A growl so deep and animalistic came from me as I replayed the fact Carter just moaned my name.
And I came. I came so hard that I saw stars. Carter came right after. His body shook and whimpers flowed from his mouth. Euphoria. That's what I felt. Nothing would ever be better than this. That was the best orgasm I've ever had and we hadn't even touched each other yet.
Carter slouched against me and he put his head on my shoulder as we both sat there. Blissed out, and sticky mess.
"Come on baby, let's go eat."
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THINGS ARE HOTTTTT! Very hot, and very delicious. What do you all think? I love how Sloan can calm him down and just be there for him. Carter really has opened up a lot since the beginning.
Also, I will say, Finnick is going to be important...just keep him in the back of your mind. As well as Sean...keep him in the back of your mind as well.
What did you think of Carter saying Sloan's name while they were...busy? Might become a regular thing who knows? (winky face)