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Blue stares Ryan down as the older man glares at him. His cheeks are a sexy pink, eyes wild and dark in a way that's all heat.
They're brothers.
Half-Brothers.
But Blue did a proper blood test through the hospital with Don just to be safe.
After all the lies, it just felt like the right move for everyone.
It's legally official.
Yet all Blue can think about is how sexy Ryan looks when he's pissed.
He looks so hot watching Blue clean this booth table at the diner. He moved to working here after leaving the firehouse, after Don was up and at it again.
His eyes keep darting to Ryan and dropping before darting up again.
It's not his fault that Ryan looks so damn hot.
Not his fault at all that Ryan seems to enjoy this more than not seeing him for the two weeks Blue managed to avoid them all.
His own mom included.
It is probably his fault that Ryan managed to find him though. Blythe had called him three days ago, after blowing his phone up, while he was working. She wanted to meet, so he gave her the address.
She's been in every day since. She was even here three hours ago, and today, she told him a new story.
Blythe had been telling him stories about Ryan, about their family, things she thought he'd get a kick out of ever since she started coming to see him at the diner.
Three hours ago, she told him about how her cousin dated her half-sister and even married her just a few years ago. She told him about how them being half-related didn't matter even when they found out because of the feelings they had. How her family gave them their full support, how Ryan was their loudest supporter. How he sees them once a month and always sits with them at family events.
Blue's pretty sure she knows why Blythe told him this today, but he stays quiet regardless. He doesn't want to let himself admit that she knows about how fucking attracted to Ryan he is.
Yet, right now, he's ready to lose himself in those dark hazel eyes.
He's certain he's going to hell for it too, and not just because he's at work with people sitting at tables around them. Definitely not just because while he's supposed to be cleaning this damn table, he's watching the way Ryan's arms are tensing from where they're crossed over his chest, the way those jeans stretch across a bulge he's been dreaming about.
Fuck, not even because of the way he's glaring yet also just licked his lips as Blue bit his own.
No, he's going to hell because he wants Ryan to fuck him over this table right now despite the fact that the older man is his half-brother and the diner is crowded with people.
And he's not even religious.
"Blue, deal with your eye candy, would ya? I’ll handle the tables!” Mayla's voice is soft and teasing in a way that tells him that she knows exactly who is in front of him and doesn’t give a damn.
He shouldn’t be surprised considering she dated her cousin before dumping him for cheating on her. That happened after finding out that they are actually related, fourth cousins though, so their family didn't have any problems. She'd been busy working so they hadn’t really had a chance to talk, though she was happy it ended because she’d found the new love of her life, Holly, and they’re very happy together.
Blue's happy for them too even though Holly is his ex.
He offered to help wherever they needed him in their wedding and was promptly told he’d be Holly’s maid of honor.
He's pretty fuckin excited for it to be honest.
“Let's go have a talk, Blue,” Ryan's voice is deep and hot.
Blue groans under his breath as he stands and shoves his rag into his dish bucket.
“Fine, follow me to the back then. We can go out the kitchen door for actual privacy,” says Blue after harshly clearing his throat as Ryan walks over to him.
He doesn’t let his eyes wander, quickly twisting around and leading the way. His eyes had definitely wandered more than enough over the married man’s body already.
And he's still married.
As far as he knew, Sam had decided to give them another chance after Ryan signed the divorce papers and brought them back. There hasn't been an update, mainly because he's been avoiding everyone, but also because Blythe hasn't mentioned it.
He didn't ask, so he's certain that's why she didn't bring it up, but regardless, it leaves him confused and in the dark.
But either way, Ryan is straight, so Blue needs to get these damn thoughts out of his head.
"Alright, we have about ten minutes before someone decides to be nosy. What do you need, Hart?" asks Blue quietly, staying as cold and distant as he can while also lowering his voice in case someone decides to listen in through the window as the large door shuts behind Ryan.
He's got several steps of distance between them, thankfully, but Ryan is quick to close them, his hand gripping Blue's shirt and tugging him down until they're face-to-face.
"Why the hell did you quit and go silent on us?" Ryan's anger is sexy and harsh as he stares him down.
"I quit because I didn't see myself fitting in there," replies Blue quietly, hand lifting to remove Ryan's hand from his shirt. He quickly steps back again, needing the space and forcing it between them even as Ryan's brows furrow and his anger melts into confusion. "I've already got signed up for updates, so I can go through the proper channels in the spring. But I don't want to work in the same firehouse as Don, as you, not when it's just going to cause more problems. Did you not get my letter?"
"I got your ridiculous letter, and let me tell you, I was not impressed! Seriously? You couldn't just tell me what was going on? You had to write us some damn letters?" the questions leave Ryan almost as quickly as his steps put him face-to-face with Blue again, that same hand curling in his tee and tugging him down. It's a repeat, yet this time, their noses are brushing, his breaths puffing against Blue's lips as his own return the favor. "You wrote fucking three of them. One for me, one for dad, and one for the whole team! Blue, you were part of that team. Why did you think you needed to leave when the truth didn't anger any of us?"
"You need to stop tuggin' me in like this, Hart. It's not going to end well for either of us, if you don't," grumbles Blue harshly under his breath as he forces the distance to grow between them again, hands clenching into fists even as his arms cross over his chest. "Look, me being in the same firehouse as you two won't do any good for any of us. Besides that, it was a forced decision, and I'm done with that. You want a relationship with me, make it happen yourselves, but I'm not going to force myself in. I'm not wanted, I won't be there, and that's it. Okay? Does that answer your damn questions?"
"Not really," replies Ryan shortly as he once again steps close, though his hands don't grip Blue's shirt this time. "Why will us being close not end well, Blue?"
"Why is that what your brain decided to get stuck on after you tell me that my damn explanations don't fit?" he's exasperated, he knows that, but honestly, at this point, he may as well just kiss Ryan and ruin everything because he doesn't know how else to give the man what he's looking for.
"Because I know what you said in your letter," replies Ryan with a shrug as he lifts a hand to rest on Blue's shoulder, firm yet the way his thumb brushes over him is gentle. "I don't completely get it, but I'm going to respect your decision regardless of how I feel about it. Do I wish you would've talked to me? Of course, I do. Would I like you to believe that I want a relationship with you? Damn straight. But I also am very curious about why you seem to have a problem with us ending up so close together. There something I need to know?"
"Uh, okay, that— I wasn't really expecting that," Blue is at a loss right now because he's been blindsided by that big Ryan heart that he's been hearing about. "There's nothing to know, not really, I mean. Definitely nothing that has to do with why we need to stop ending up so close together. Uh, you get what you came here for then? I need to get back to work before Holls has my head."
"You're acting suspicious, Blue, you know that?" asks Ryan with an amused grin that has Blue forcing his eyes towards the door as he nibbles on his own bottom lip to control the way his thoughts go. "Hey, don't do that. You'll hurt yourself."
A calloused thumb brushes over his bottom lip, forcing him to release it from his teeth as he sharply inhales in surprise.
His eyes find those hazel eyes, and they're dark again.
But not like before.
This time, they're heady, with a wanting that has Blue's chest aching. It looks like Ryan wants him.
He knows it's not true, but the way it looks… Blue almost wants to test his theory.
So, he does something simple, something that could be accidental, he licks at his bottom lip and Ryan's thumb.
He watches the way Ryan's eyes narrow in on his tongue, as his thumb moves further in, and he can't stop himself from closing his lips around it.
"Fuck," groans Ryan as he stares at Blue's lips around his thumb. "You wanna suck on your half-brother's thumb, Blue?"
He doesn't want to let go of Ryan's thumb, so instead of responding, Blue slides forward some and properly sucks on his thumb, tongue lapping at the skin. And he stares at those eyes the entire time, feeling his body grow hot, his stomach clenching with arousal.
He wants Ryan to fuck him.
He wants to fuck Ryan.
He wants to kiss him.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
"Oh, Baby, look at you, sucking on my thumb like you wish it was my cock instead," murmurs Ryan sweetly as he steps forward until their bodies are pressed together, a warm hand sliding under Blue's shirt. His lips curve into something sinful and pretty, and Blue feels like he might have a heart attack right here with his brother's thumb in his mouth. "I sure wish it was my cock instead. Wanna you feel you lick at my cock like you're licking at my thumb. Think you'd look sexy with a cock in your mouth. But you know what I want more? I want to suck my half-brother's cock while he fists my hair, and I want to do it right here. Do you want that, Baby?"
Blue hums around the thumb in his mouth, eyes rolling back at the image of Ryan sucking his cock.
"Do you think we'd get away with it? No interruptions right here in this alley? Hm? Or do you think they'd catch us before I could try to swallow you down? Before I could make you cum down my throat?" asks Ryan as that hand under his shirt comes down to work his belt out of his jeans and flick the button open.
Ryan slowly unzips his jeans, and Blue moves frantically to grab his phone from his pocket. He's not letting go of Ryan's thumb, but he can ensure privacy.
He sends a quick text to Holly and Mayla, begging them to give him privacy so he can maybe kiss his half-brother. Seconds later, he sees the winking faces that accompany the thumbs up and knows he's in for it later.
But he doesn't care because Ryan's hand slides into his jeans, his boxers, and curls firmly around his cock, making Blue groan around his thumb.
"Oh, Baby, I want to suck your cock. It feels big, I wonder if I'd choke. I don't know if I have a gag reflex, haven't sucked a cock before, but I think I'd like it if it was yours," Ryan's voice is soft as he speaks, and Blue cannot believe his perfect half-brother can talk like this. But he fucking loves it because it means he's not the only one who enjoys dirty talk. "But first, before my lips wrap around this cock, I need you to let go of my thumb and kiss me. Think you can do that for me, my Blue?"
Blue moans softly as Ryan flicks his wrist on an upstroke before he opens his eyes again and nods. As soon as Ryan's thumb leaves his mouth, hand sliding back into Blue's hair, he drops his phone and captures his older half-brother's mouth.
He intends to keep it chaste momentarily because it's their first kiss, but Ryan's lips are parted. Blue gets his bottom lip nipped for his attempt and immediately cups Ryan's cheeks with both hands as he licks into his mouth. He feels heat swarm through him harshly as their tongues slide together while Ryan's strokes speed up just a bit, and he whines into his brother's mouth as his hips start to buck. But he wants to hear Ryan make a sound first, not a groan, though he wants to hear that again so badly. No, he laps at the roof of Ryan's mouth and grins when he hears a keening sound that makes his knees feel weak.
Ryan pulls away, panting, eyes fluttering open as Blue watches, and the his older brother slides to his knees and tugs his pants down with him.
"I'm going to suck your cock, Baby, and I want you to cum down my throat. But when you cum, I want to hear my name from those lips, got it?" says Ryan in a bossy tone that Blue knows he needs to fuck out of him at least once. He wants to see his brother pliant and fucked out, but for now, he nods. "Good boy, Blue."
Well, shit.
He didn't know he liked that.
Ryan licks at the tip of his cock firmly, hand stroking slowly, then he suckles at it. Blue's hand falls to Ryan's head, a low groan escaping his lips as his head tips back. When Ryan takes him fully into his mouth, Blue's hips stutter in a movement he barely manages to stifle at just how good it feels. His hand slides into brown hair, fingers curling around the strands in a gentle tug as Ryan starts bobbing his head and stroking over the part he hasn't taken in yet.
It's everything, until it gets even fucking better when Ryan's eyes lift and fuck him there are tears sliding down his cheeks, watering his eyes so goddamn beautifully.
Those eyes are so fucking beautiful, emotional and lust-filled.
Blue feels his cock get harder, feels pleasure settling heavily in his stomach, he's close.
"Ryan," groans Blue as he lightly tugs at Ryan's hair, hips jerking at the moan that vibrates through him. "Fuck, you look like sin with my cock in your mouth and those pretty tears sliding down your face. You talked about how my mouth would look, but Ry, you just loo so goddamn pretty with mine in yours."
Blue groans as Ryan's mouth goes slack, his hand disappearing as he looks up at him with pleading eyes.
"What, Darling? What are you wanting me to do? Want me to fuck that pretty mouth?" asks Blue as he lightly bucks into Ryan's mouth, the groan echoing hotly around him, telling him exactly what he wants. "Okay, you pinch my thigh if you need me to stop, otherwise I'm not stopping until I cum. Tap my thigh twice if that's okay."
Two taps, and Blue lets himself slowly start to fuck into Ryan's mouth, groaning deep in his chest as he gets closer and closer to cumming from how good he takes it.
"Ry," groans Blue as he speeds up just a bit, watching, paying attention, as Ryan starts jerking himself off. "Fuck your mouth feels so goddamn good. I can feel you swallowing around me, can feel you fighting back choking every time I push a little too far. Fuck, Darling, look at you. I'm gonna cum, Ry. Fucking— So close, so fucking close."
Ryan moans around his cock, tongue curling under Blue's cock, and Blue's hips jolt as he cums, moaning his brother's name louder than he should in this alley. Feeling Ryan swallow is almost as overwhelming as dipping his head down and watching Ryan cum between his legs.
Fuck, what a sight.
Ryan pulls off as Blue says, "Goddamn, you did so good, Darling. So good."
"I like being good for you almost as I liked having you cum down my throat saying my name," replies Ryan with a half smirk as his thumb swipes up some cum from the corner of his lips and slides between them. "I am definitely doing that again and soon, Baby."
"As soon as you'd like, but not before I get my mouth on you," replies Blue as they tuck themselves back in with a shiver. "I cannot believe you just did that in an alley though. Perfect Ryan doesn't mind a little public fun, huh?"
"Perfect Ryan isn't a fan, but you licked my thumb… so, I kind of lost it," says Ryan sheepishly as he stands, hands resting on Blue's hips as he does. "Not mad about it though because you look so fucking sexy when you cum."
"And you look pretty as sin when you cum with my cock in your mouth," replies Blue softly as he leans down to kiss him, slowly, gently as their lips slot together without it getting slick again. "Goddamn, I did not expect this to happen ever."
"Neither did I, but mainly because I thought you were interested in women," mutters Ryan as he nuzzles their noses together.
"I swing both ways," replies Blue with a chuckle as he tips his head back a bit to look in those pretty greens. "You're the one that was married, is married, to a woman."
"Was, we filed for divorce officially the same day I read your letter," says Ryan as he leans his head back, crooked smile holding no pain or sadness. "I knew I swung both ways, but I didn't realize that I would be so attracted to my half-brother that even Sam would call me out on it and tell me to go after you. Mom started it, Sam totally hyped it up, and then my cousin got involved surprisingly enough."
"Oh, so that's why your mom told me that story during her visit today, huh?" asks Blue as he laughs, chuckles vibrating through him even more as Ryan joins him. "I guess now's the awkward part, hm? What does this mean for us now?"
"Well," Ryan's voice is a bit gruff, like his emotions are getting the better of him as he looks at Blue, eyes serious and shining. "I'm hoping this means that I can take you back to that diner you wanted to meet me at before, and we can have our first date there. If you want that too, of course."
Blue leans down to kiss him, hands cupping his face harshly, happiness pouring through him as he pulls away to whisper, "I would love to. Absolutely love to. Whenever we're both free."
"I have a night shift tomorrow, what does your day look like?" asks Ryan as he kisses him again before pressing his face into his shoulder.
"Night shift too actually, so what do you say to a brunch date?" counters Blue happily as he hugs Ryan close.
"I wish it was brunch already," sighs Ryan happily as he presses his smile into Blue's shirt.
"Gonna make it official after the date?" murmurs Blue teasingly, wanting to throw it out there because he doesn't know where this is going, but he wants Ryan to know he wants this fully.
"Will you be my boyfriend now instead?" asks Ryan as he lifts his head and tips it to the side with a soft, charming smile.
"Fuck yes," replies Blue with a grin as he leans down to nudge their noses together. "I wasn't expecting you to ask, but I'm so glad you did."
"So, am I," says Ryan with a happy hum as he pecks Blue's lips gently before pulling away with a half-hearted groan. "Now, I can tell mom and Sam that we're official, so they don't pester me tomorrow. They're going to hold this over my head forever."
"Your mom will be holding it over my head too, don't worry," chuckles Blue as he shakes his head, still grinning so hard his cheeks kind of hurt.
"Yo, Blues Clues! Get your ass back in here! We've got a rush starting!"
Blue groans, eyes rolling, as he tips his head back and calls, "Coming, Mayla!"
"See you for brunch?" asks Ryan quietly, drawing Blue's attention back to him with pure ease.
"See you for brunch," replies Blue as he leans down to give him one last kiss, lingering when Ryan nips at his bottom lip and tips his head to deepen the kiss. "She's going to kill me if I don't get back in there, Ry, and you're making me want to let her."
"Mm, much as I'd love for you to keep kissing me, I am excited for brunch. Can't have you die before our first date, Baby," says Ryan teasingly as he pulls away completely. "I'll text you once I'm home, okay?"
"I'll respond as soon as I have a second," replies Blue with a soft smile as he gives Ryan a wave.
Ryan waves back, and as soon as he turns around, Blue's hand lifts to touch his lips, disbelief settling over his bones until he hears, "Move it, Bennings!"
He has to shake his happiness away, even if he feels like he's floating as he goes back into the diner and gets to work. But when he sees Ryan's texts during a moment of peace, that smile will etch itself back on his lips again.