His Heart

Don’t worry Playtime will have a sequel, later. It does go with this story. With “His heart” the first part, “Playtime” the second and “Present” the third. I already have it started but need to figure a few things out before posting any chapters for it. His heart will be continued because it easy to. Wyatt turning Chris, yummy.

Chapter 6

Chris was snuggled into the bed. He didn’t want to get up. The past few days had been heaven on earth for the witch and he didn’t want to leave the house. But Today was Monday and so he had school. It wouldn’t have been so bad if he hadn’t already missed nearly a month of days here and there. He missed them as much for demon attacks as sleeping in. Wyatt spoiled him a lot by letting him do whatever he wanted.

And Wyatt knew Chris hated school. Opening his eyes he saw that Wyatt had moved them to the master bedroom. He nuzzled into the dark sheets and found them more luxurious then he ever remembered sheets being. They were soft and smelt like Wyatt and if he just put this one over his head he could block out the light.

He felt Wyatt nudge him. “Come on Chris.” Chris could feel Wyatt’s disappointment at it being morning. But Chris had to go to school if he was to graduate. “You need to get up if you want time to eat before going to that hellhole.” Wyatt missed that hellhole when he graduated. Sure he still had his friend but he wasn’t going to college. He opted to take over management for the club and taking care of magical things. He still missed the interaction and the sports. And well the cuties.

Smiling with his eyes closed he thought of the cutie lying next to him. He could probably get Chris to trade a blowjob for staying home from school. The little cherub hated that place. Maybe if he had friends there it would be different but Chris was never good at making mortal friends. Nymphs, gremlins, fairies, anything that had any good or mischief in it was a playmate for Chris. It had drove Piper mad when Chris started to make these friends. They had their perks though. Since magical creatures tended to like Chris they also defended him when he was too little to. Dark-lighters did not like gremlins tinkering with their bows.

Wyatt on the other hand tended to be popular. Maybe cause he let everyone know how fit he by by playing on any team he could fit in his schedule. Chris had sto tak taking gym after his first year. The teacher let him cause he was also Chris’ gymnastic coach. He preferred Chris to focus on that then hurt himself playing dodge ball. He was still trying to talk Chris into going into competitions.

The gymnast snuggled into Wyatt as he woke up. He knew that Wyatt needed to get work done and to do that he couldn’t have distractions. So Chris got out of bed like he always did. He scooted over to the edge of the bed and then over the edge of the bed.

Hitting the floor with a thug he noted that Wyatt had left a pair of shoes there and he hadn’t cleaned under his bed in probably a month. Groaning he sat up to see Wyatt starring wide-eyed and confused at him. Also a healthy note of ‘are you insane’ by the set of his mouth. Chris just closed his eyes, smiles up at his brother and orbbed to the shower. He was going to on time only if he and Wyatt didn’t start anything.

Wyatt shook his head at the cherub. Leave it to Chris to know the most foolish way of doing something so simple. He rolled back over and pulled the covers over himself. He loved sleeping, just sleeping with Chris. He held him all night watching the cherub’s even breathing and slight movement for hours. Thinking he could stay in bed was a mistake. The moment he heard the shower start he could see Chris naked in it. His body moving to wash itself. The water plastering his dark hair to his forehead and then if he was doing anything else… Opening his eyes he sighed. Chris was going to at least miss his morning classes.

Wyatt opened the door to the bathroom. Steam filled the air as he saw Chris finishing up. Closing the door and moving to open the shower stall he climbed in.

Chris turned halfway to see his brother. Wyatt had a smile that told him what the larger man wanted. Chris couldn’t complain. It was a lot better then geometry. Wyatt ran his hands over Chris shoulder blades. Loving the feel of his skin he tasted the back of his neck. It was as sweet as every other part. Nipping gently he pulled the cherub against him. His hands began to roam over the slighter man’s chest and arms. He still believed that he needed more time to memorize these muscles.

Chris ground his hips into the blonde’s erection. Moving his ass up and down slightly to message the length and excite Wyatt. Wyatt rewarded him by making the touches firmer, messaging the taunt muscles. Wyatt’s mouth was all over Chris neck and jaw. He could taste the lust he was creating in Chris and see it when he looked down. He wondered if Chris knew how spoiled he was. Well he could show him.

Wyatt dipped his hands lower. Messaging the joint that he healed the other day he could tell Chris wanted his hands elsewhere. Wyatt was ignoring the kitten’s mews and focusing on driving him nuts. Rubbing up and down the joints on either side of his cock he felt Chris move more impatiently against him. God both of them were hard. Wyatt’s mouth never stopped and Chris’ hands started to snake around to find his brother’s length. Wyatt saw the hand move behind its owner through half closed eyes. He didn’t want to cum. He didn’t want Chris to either. Stopping the hand he glared tat the taps and turned them off without touching them.

Picking Chris up he didn’t think the cherub could walk stra rig right now. Of his mind could forma sentence it would be remarkable. He orbbed them both back to the master bedroom and landed on the bed. Chris was squirming under him kissing his chest and touching any part of Wyatt that his hands found. Wyatt grabbed his chin and kissed him hard to make him still.

“You have gotten impatient.”

“I have to get to school and am going to need another shower after this. I only have half an hour and we both know that isn’t long enough.” Chuckling Chris had logic on his side. But Wyatt saw no reason to follow logic and Chris could miss more school. He could always cast a spell to make them allow Chris to graduate. His marks weren’t bad. Sighing again he wanted this to last. He wanted Chris to know what it felt like to burn and with the imps hands roaming as well Wyatt would be done in under a minute.

Turning Chris over onto his stomach was easy. Chris just thought that Wyatt wanted to go in that way. Sitting on Chris’ butt Wyatt started to message his brother’s shoulders and back while telekinetically slipping something one of his ex-girlfriends had bought him. She had been a kink and introduced Wyatt to a lot of fun. What can he say he was a Halliwell, which usually meant that you lost your virginity around 15 and enjoyed sex as often as you could. He was basically a slut. He knew it.

Moving to Chris’ arms he wondered how closes to falling asleep the cherub was. By the sounds Chris made he was making him feel good. He was disappointed this morning when he woke up and found the bond that the sword had made gone. Its energies had dissipated and now Wyatt was alone in his soul. He would have to fuse more with Chris later. The boy below him moaned bringing him back to the moment. Well he wanted to make Chris burn and he could tell the child was so far gone he was about to cum. Time to shock him.

Snapping thefs ofs over the delicate wrists caused Chris to come crashing back into reality. And not the way he wanted to . L. Looking back at Wyatt he seemed scarred. “Shhhhhh,, you trust me.” It wasn’t a question. He didn’t bother to wonder this anymore. Chris was his. “Turn over.” The quiet command was reluctantly followed. Chris didn’t know what was going on and he didn’t like these cuffs. They bit into his back and arms when he was finally in the position Wyatt wanted hn. n.

Lying on his back he felt exposed. He didn’t have anything to cover up with and couldn’t if someone walked in. Wyatt trailed his fingers from Chris’ face, to his chest. Circling his nipple Wyatt leaned down and kissed the tiny bud. Lapping at it he saw Chris getting a boner that made him proud to be his brother. Biting down on the rosy nipple he caused a gasp from the innocent mouth.

He kissed it better and leaned over the bound up beauty to its mate. Treating it with the same attention he ghosted breaths across the moist flesh. Chris was so sensitive. The slightest tough or promise of touch caused the kitten to purr. But like any kitten he was becoming impatient and mewing to be petted where he ached. Bracing himself with his arms he moved to look up at the kitten’s face and saw an angelic sight. Chris was as lost as he had been the first time they made love.

Wyatt started to trail wet kisses down to Chris’ navel. Dipping his tongue into it he felt the boy trying to squirm free of the cuffs and weight imprisoning it. This caused a chuckle to form in Wyatt’s throat and vibrated through his tongue into the slender body. He began to lick down to just above Chris erection. Using his hand to lower the flesh so he could pay attention to the skin it hid he felt the jolt that went through the cherub’s body. Wyatt released it knowing Chris might cum if he touched it again. Instead he moved to his inner thigh and trailed the same wet kisses that he loved to leave down to his pet’s knee.

Chris wasn’t just squirming he was whining too. “Wyatt,” his breath was coming in short gasps. “ I can’t take this. I want you. I need you” He sounded drunk with lust and Wyatt knew he could take a lot more.

Moving back up to see his eyes Wyatt noted how dilated they were. He leaned down to give Chris another searing kiss when the phone interrupted them.

He didn’t want to answer it. But if it were Chris school they would want to talk to Wyatt. Apparently they thought that Chris was forging note to explain his absents. Chris never had to forge Wyatt’s signature. All he had to do was put a piece of paper under Wyatt’s pen and he signed. He didn’t even know what he signed half the time. A couple of times he did see what he signed, a piece of blank paper. Chris probably owned his soul. He didn’t care. It belonged right beside where he put his heart and he knew neither were going anywhere soon.

Jumping off the bed and walking naked to the desk near the door he answered. “What?” He didn’t feel like being polite to anyone interrupting him torturing the angel. His face paled as he heard Darrel’s voice saying he’ll be there in 20 minutes to drive Chris to school and Wyatt had to stop letting him get away with skipping. Darrel knew them that much at least.

Hanging up and dropping down on the bed he was scowling. All his fun was about to be ruined by their damn uncle. Knowing that they only had about 15 before the cop showed up he moved over so his cock was above Chris mouth and his was below Wyatt’s. Easing down his hips Chris took him into his warm mouth and started sucking. Repaying the cherub for the heavenly treatment he suck on Chris’. Going up and down Chris found this hard without his hands to help hold him up. This was solved when Wyatt began thrusting into his mouth. He used his tongue to lather the head with attention and tried his hardest to make Wyatt happy.

During this Wyatt suck hard on Chris. Almost trying to leave hickies on the sensitive head. He felt Chris’ body tense and the suction become almost painful. Chris was good at this. Almost too good. Wyatt came with a shout vibrating into Chris member and tasted his brother go over the edge. Clasping onto his side so he wouldn’t hurt his cherub he slipped his hands under the child and unlocked the police issued cuffs.

He orbbed them both to the bath room for another quick show and then to Chris’ room to help him get dressed before Darrel came and caught them.

-tbc