All Chapters of The Art of Life and Love: The First Spark: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

  Tony gently placed his hand on Dillon's shoulder and trailed it to the back of his neck. All they did for a moment was stare at each other. He couldn't wait until Dillon turned twenty-one if this is what he'd be treated to with just a low blood alcohol level. Those eyes full of so much blue fire had him insatiable. He leaned in and in the same motion pulled Dillon closer by the back of his neck.   They kissed for a few minutes while Tony combed his fingers through Dillon's awesomely soft hair. A moment later, he zeroed in on Tony's sensitive spots behind his ears and kissed a

  When Dillon opened the door to LITT-man's Jewelers(bad pun, he knew. Was it even a pun?), he was greeted with quite the beautiful sight. A million tiny glints of light behind glass counters danced as he moved like so many shiny fish in an aquarium. The entire store was well maintained and picture-perfect. It was one of the most high end places he'd ever set foot in. Was he the gay equivalent of 'Pretty Woman'?!

  There was no shortage of things to see as they made their way back to the subway station. It was almost midnight, so the crowds had cleared drastically. Drastically enough that Tony reached out and grabbed his hand gently. That was a surprise. He wasn't sure if he minded it or not. Why was Tony like this tonight? It was like he had morphed into a different Tony. He was very, very sweet and Dillon liked that, but in small doses. Just then, he looked over as Tony spoke up.  "So, what drew yer eye to that chain? It's real sharp, man," he asked casually. 

  Tony slowly pushed in after Dillon opened up. He gave him plenty of time to adjust. Like he said, he wanted this slow and gentle. There were times when he wanted to be tender with him to show how precious he was to him. Up until then, he catered only to Dillon's desire even if Tony was the dominant one. Since their talk yesterday however, he wanted to cater to the both

  The waiter arrived with their drinks and they both gave their thanks. Up until that point, Tony didn't buy any of what Ethan tried to sell him. The further he got into the story however, the more he believed him. Tony knew all of Ethan's tells that showed when he lied. He was a terrible liar to begin with, and couldn't make them up on the spot like that. Not just that, but he could see the emotions in his eyes and he felt his regret so thickly he could cut it with a knife. He knew Ethan inside and out. For the first time, Tony listened. He heard him out seriously as he continued.