When The Right Door Opens (16 page)

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Jamie found Sebastian in the kitchen. He was sipping
a hot beverage. The steam rose and Sebastian blew it away.

“Sebastian?” Jamie asked hesitantly, but
Sebastian looked up immediately, with a bright smile on his
face.

“I wanted to apologize.” he said slowly.

“Kai was right. Agnes does have a lot of
power over you.” Sebastian shook his head smilingly and gestured
for Jamie to take a seat.

“We'll talk about that when you have a
teenage daughter yourself.” Jamie teased and Sebastian nodded.

“I think, without wanting to step on your
toes, I have a slight idea of how powerful Agnes can be. And Kai,
well, she got him wrapped around her finger. It's good for him. He
likes playing uncle for her.”

“Listen, can I explain myself? Why I acted
like I did?” Jamie asked, looking at his folded hands on the table.
Sebastian took his hands and Jamie looked up.

“No. You don't need to. What's right for me
doesn't need to be right for you. I'm sorry I pushed you.” Jamie
nodded and had the sudden desire to kiss Sebastian.

“Where's Agnes?” Sebastian asked, looking at
the door for good measure.

“Bed. Kai?” Jamie asked in return. “Bowling
with the guys from his team.” Sebastian got up and took his
crutches. Jamie's heart sank and he had no idea what he done now,
to put Sebastian to flight. At the door, Sebastian turned with a
seductive smile on his face and crooked his finger. “Follow
me.”

Jamie got up so fast, that he almost became
dizzy. He knew that smile, he had seen it plenty of times with
different men. Only this time, he knew that he had an equal glint
in his eyes too and what was going to happen would be of mutual
satisfaction and desire.

****

Sebastian pushed Jamie to the bed, kissing him
fervently. He moaned as Jamie's experienced tongue explored his
mouth, but he broke the kiss. He needed to set ground rules, as
unromantic and passionless that sounded, even in his own head.

“We need to take it slow. If I am too fast
forward, stop me...” Sebastian wasn't done talking, but Jamie was
done listening. Between kisses, he managed to say: “Stop
talking.”

They didn't fumble around for long, instead
they went straight for the price.

“Oh God, you feel so good.” Jamie moaned and
got on his knees. Sebastian's hand caressed Jamie's hair lovingly,
while Jamie began sucking him off, swallowing him deep in his
throat. Sebastian moaned and had a hard time keeping his hips
steady. Jamie pushed his own pants down and started fingering his
hole, to make it ready for Sebastian. He was drugged with lust and
need. Sebastian felt his balls tighten and pushed Jamie off of
him.

“Too much.” he panted. Jamie's lips were
swollen from the sucking, looking deliciously.

“Get on the bed.” Jamie growled. “Lie on the
back. I hope you have lube and condoms...” Sebastian reached out to
a drawer and Jamie found everything he needed. To Sebastian's
surprise, Jamie put the condom on his cock and lubed it up, then he
straddled Sebastian and slowly lowered his body over Sebastian's
waiting tool. Sebastian gasped, when he entered Jamie for the first
time and Jamie let his head fall back in bliss. His eyes were
closed, his mouth was partly open and his body was covered in a
thin sheen of sweat. Once he felt Sebastian fully inside of him, he
stopped and let the feeling flow inside his body. “You are
gorgeous.” Jamie mumbled and started kissing Sebastian. Slowly he
started making love, moving deliberately gently and taking his time
to kiss and nibble at Sebastian, whose moans were intoxicating.
“I'm not going to last much longer. Touch yourself! I want to come
with you.” Sebastian gasped and shifted a bit for Jamie to gain
easier access to his rock hard cock. They moaned and groaned in
unison. Words were spoken, but they held no importance, nor were
they coherent. “Oh my... oh Jamie...” With a shudder, Sebastian
came violently into the condom. The throbbing of his meat combined
with the look on his face, made Jamie join him and spill his seed
over his hand and Sebastian's body.

Tremors shook Sebastian and Jamie collapsed
on top of him. Gently, he pulled himself off and disposed of the
condom in a tissue. Jamie cuddled close to Sebastian and started
drawing circles in the drying cum on Sebastian's stomach.

“Don't say a word.” Sebastian warned Jamie
and he started to laugh.

“What?” Jamie feigned shock.

“I know you. You are going to ruin the mood
with something sappy or inappropriate.” Sebastian teased.

“I just wanted to say that this was the first
and the best make up sex I ever had. It almost makes me think that
we should fight more.”

“See, that's what I meant. This was our first
time having sex and you talk about fighting and making up...”

“You could kiss me to shut me up.” was
Jamie's suggestion and Sebastian eagerly obliged.

The rest of the night was spend making love
in various positions, with of course taking good care to reduce the
load on Sebastian's knee as much as possible.

They formed a bond that night, stronger than
the one they had had before and deeper than each had ever
experienced in their lives prior to meeting each other.

~~Chapter 11~~

“Do you have a suit?” Jamie asked Sebastian out of
the blue, while they were brushing their teeth together in the
bathroom. Sebastian arched his eyebrow, looking at Jamie through
the mirror.

“I only ever see you in sweatpants or jeans,
it's a legitimate question.” Jamie shrugged and didn't look up when
he spit out his toothpaste.

“Of course I own a suit. Why should I wear
one at home though?” Sebastian wondered and Jamie didn't reply.
Instead, he dried his face and went to the kitchen, ignoring his
lover calling after him.

Jamie set the table for four and made
breakfast. He got coffee brewing and started making the batter for
chocolate chip pancakes. Absentmindedly, he started to hum a song
while baking pancake after pancake. Something about it always
calmed him, soothed him. Agnes sneaked into the kitchen and put her
arms around her happy father. She felt him tense, but then he
turned in her arms and smiled lovingly at her.

“I'm making your favorites.” Jamie said and
kissed her head, before turning his attention back to the skillet
and letting his face drop once again.

“Why are you so happy?” Agnes asked, loving
to see her father smiling like this.

“Can you keep a secret?” Jamie asked her
conspiratorially. Agnes turned to the door to check if no one was
coming down the stairs and then nodded eagerly.

“I can too, princess.” Jamie chuckled and
Agnes went to the table and sat down crossing her arms in front of
her chest. “Not fair.”

“I know. But can't your old man be happy for
a change. Look, the sun is shining, the trees are starting to
blossom and I have a beautiful boyfriend. And let's not forget my
daughter.” Jamie winked at her and set a plate in front of her.
Agnes couldn't help but crack a smile. Jamie sighed and turned
around, closed his eyes for a brief moment and counted to ten,
before opening them, his fake smile in place again.

“Still, you keep secrets.”

“You'll know all in good time.” Jamie
reassured her and greeted Kai, who came in and sat down next to
Agnes. Kai earned himself an angry glare, when he started to pick
at her pancakes. Kai simply yawned noisily and stretched his arms
above his head. Jamie was relieved when the attention was lifted
off of him.

Sebastian came into the kitchen, still
limping, but without his crutches. A few days ago, his
physiotherapist had given him the okay to try and walk without
support for short distances, longer distances required his old
cane. In a few more weeks, the splint would come finally off too,
Sebastian looked anxiously forward to that day. He sat at the table
and Jamie sat a plate of pancakes in front of him and placed a
tender kiss in his hair. They had breakfast, like they had every
morning and after that, their usual routines began.

Agnes got ready for school and hastened past
her father, barely having time to kiss him goodbye, before she
jumped into Kai's car and was gone for the day. Jamie caught
himself thinking that she was hiding something, too. Maybe it was
nothing, but he had a hunch and that hunch had to do with a male
name (Jordan) that Agnes used a lot recently. He had a feeling that
his little princess had a crush on a boy.

****

Jamie had taken up his morning runs again, after
Agnes started to tease him about being out of shape. Of course he
wasn't, but Agnes already liked to tease him about his age and his
graying hair, it was only a matter of time until she picked up on
his newest sore spot. Jamie never would admit it, but he was very
vain and he wanted to look his best for Sebastian. Sebastian – who
had turned out to be the perfect match for him. Together they
started to get to know each other. And as long as Sebastian avoided
the topic of Jamie's father, everything was going smoothly between
them. Well almost – another topic that always brought on tension
was money, and Sebastian pushing Jamie to take up studying again.
Jamie was still waiting for an official answer from the local
college, but he had been assured that it would only be a formality
and that he would be able to finish his last semesters and to
finally become an architect. Sebastian was mesmerized when he
discovered Jamie's drawing talent, something he had kept under
wraps for a long time and only by chance, Sebastian had found out
about it. His sketchbooks were full of buildings and landscapes and
occasionally, but rarely, there was a portrait of Agnes and
Sebastian. Sebastian wanted to support his talent and since he was
already paying for Agnes's education, he insisted on paying for
Jamie's too. Jamie didn't like being dependent on the generosity of
others, but this time, Sebastian didn't let go until he finally had
his will.

Jamie was grateful for everything Sebastian
did and that he wanted to share his life and money with him, but it
still made him uncomfortable. Sebastian on the other hand insisted
that once Jamie had earned his bachelor and subsequently his
master's degree in home architecture, Jamie would build them their
dream house.

Sebastian was looking into finding a new job
too. He still had a contract to write one more book with a
publishing house and he played with an idea about what to write,
but he didn't dare to ask permission to use this person's life for
his book. Of course, he was thinking about Jamie and writing down
his story, but he was wary to ask about it. The other option would
be to become a ballet teacher. He had the chance to live in a city
that had a very famous ballet school and the dean was practically
begging Sebastian to come and teach for them. He still needed time
to think it through. He loved dancing, it was his life, but he
wanted to do the dancing, not watching and instructing some
talentless youngsters living his dream. Of course he knew that he
was very judgmental towards his 'maybe-future-students', and still,
the decision was not an easy one to make. Sebastian hadn't told
Jamie about the job offer, he didn't even tell Kai about it, he
needed time to sort through his thoughts alone, at least until he
knew which way his final answer would incline.

****

Jamie sat on the last steps of the stairs and tied
his running shoes. Sebastian watched him, his arms crossed in front
of his chest, taking in the sculpted body of his boyfriend. After
the disaster with his ex-husband, he had almost lost hope to find
another man to share his life with, but despite, or maybe just
because, of all their differences, they were a perfect match.
Sebastian admired how Jamie was able to adjust to his new life and
embrace the changes. But something seemed to be still bothering
him. He had his brows furrowed and was much more eager to go for
his run than he had been the last days. In two hours though, Jamie
would be home again, sweaty and smelly and Sebastian's thought went
somewhere else.

Jamie got up and pushed his phone into his
pocket, the headset dangling down his leg. “I love it when you look
at me like that. Keep that thought.” Jamie kissed Sebastian
passionately, running his hands over his back and down to his ass.
He gave it a teasing squeeze before he slipped out of the door,
with Sebastian still grinning and touching his lips absentmindedly.
Jamie knew exactly what effect he had on Sebastian and it was an
incredible turn on for him.

Jamie put the ear-buds in place and began his
run. It was a beautiful day, but like almost every day for a week
now, he didn't give the landscape too much attention. Instead, his
thoughts went back to his father. He had started to call him when
he was alone at home and talk to his father. It was still private
for him. After all the drama, he wanted to clear the situation on
his own, without Sebastian or Agnes at his side to tell him which
way to go. Their talks had been awkward at first. The men knew that
they were basically talking to strangers and the only bond they
shared was their name and their blood. And maybe some distant
memories of the past.

Their first calls were brief and filled with
basic information. Jamie wanted to give his father the opportunity
to get to know the man he had become, but it was hard for him to
keep the accusations to a minimum. Soon they were out of shallow
talk though and his father asked the crucial question. “What have
you been doing? How did you manage so well for yourself?” Jamie had
been furious and he had screamed at his father, while his whole
story spilled out of him. Every detail spilled out of him, until he
fell down onto the sofa exhausted and grateful for being alone at
the hours of those calls. His father hadn't said a word. Jamie
heard deep breathing and even a few sniffles, before Brady
McCarrick whispered hoarsely. “I'm sorry, son.” And the call was
disconnected. Jamie had allowed himself to fall apart for a brief
amount of time, shedding his tears of frustration and sadness under
the warming shower spray.