All Chapters of His silent voice.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Dylan wish he had an answer to that. Except he didn't, and strangely, he couldn't tell Kyle to let go of his hand because the massage felt annoying... good?Mhpm! He was partly at fault, so he would take it, he thought and watched Kyle's dead eyes go up to Kira who instantly ate her words. "Sorry, go on." she folded. "So, Kyle, right?" Dorry stepped in, getting back a quiet nod from Kyle. "Dylan mentioned Theo has a twin some days ago, but I didn't think you would look so much alike when he spoke about you..."Dylan's head shot to the side with widened eyes, making Dorry question if she'd slipped out the wrong thing. Don't say it like that. **He spoke about me?** His head turned back to see Kyle now staring at him with a touched look. "No, don't get it wrong. You just came up in the conversation." **But you still talked about me.** He opened his mouth to speak again but stopped when a little smile took up Kyle's lips as he stared back down at his hands. Resuming his godly touc

Dylan slowly opened the door again, this time, his eyes taking in every corner of the room. The dark room lit up by a single red light placed above the wide bed, barely gave his eyes enough light to see what laid around. But that wasn't something a closer look couldn't uncover. His hands pushed the door wider and before he could put a lid on his curiosity, his legs were already making their way in. He stopped a feet away from the bed and his hand slowly went up to cup his mouth in astonishment. "Holy shit... is this a real playroom?" he whispered, not sure why. That wasn't a question considering what he had in front of him. On the laid red sheet were a few things he could easily recognize, black blindfolds, a black rope, a whip, clips, vibrators and a dildo... oh, shit! No way. "I'm toast," he found his legs take a step back as he realized a part of him had in fact been scared. What was his stupid ass thinking when he lied about liking roleplays and toys. He had no such kinks! "Did

"Haa, Kyle..." his voice tensed up from the finger that teased his bulge. If he was glad about anything, it would be the fact that his eyes were covered. Seeing the look on Kyle's face, or seeing himself at the moment would throw his embarrassment off the roof. He's never gotten hard so quick, even when he does it himself. It was literally his first time... well, his first time sober actually. His memories from the fist time was hazy and barely even there, so it doesn't count, right? It doesn't have to count. If he says it's his first time, then his first time it is. Hopefully, having his two firsts with brothers doesn't come back to hunt him. He still had a lot to say to Lucas, but not now. **I need him to raise his hips.** Not sure how to respond to that thought in the most natural way, he waited for Kyle to lead him. His big firm hands fell to his waist, and his hips obeyed the slight pull. As soon as he had his butt a little off the bed, he choked on a gasp as Kyle pulled

Kyle stared down at him, speechless and finding himself get overwhelmed by emotions he'd long lost. **He learnt sign? For real?** "Just a little though. I learnt just a little so I might not, you know, understand you fully just yet." Dylan pointed out. "Don't expect too much." His hands came up to sign in doubt, ^^Are you just messing with me?^^ He watched Dylan's eyes drop dead, "Have you been lied to all your life? Why is it so hard to trust anything I say?" He blinked. **He understood me.** His eyes melted, mirroring the soft heart punches that made his insides go crazy. What was wrong with him? This wasn't the first person that learnt sign just to understand him. Yet it felt...different. He leaned closer in a rush, making Dylan flinch at his sudden closeness. With a smile he didn't know he had, he signed. ^^Did you really learn it? For real?^^ Dylan looked tired of his repeated questions, yet still answered. "If I say this one more time, I'm walking out of here."

Dylan's consciousness slowly seeped back in, the soft sheet hugging him up in a tempting attempt to give another round of sleep a chance. A smile took up his lips as he lazily spun around on his side, taking a minute to appreciate the peace, comfort, and perfect temperature of the space he was in.**I would run up my phone bills...**He paused at the calm singing voice that infiltrated his head. **you say I'm always leaving you, when you need me the most.**Kyle?**But the, the car's outside. But I don't wanna go tonight, I'm not getting in the Addison lee...**His eyes fell open while he laid still in comfort. He couldn't even get mad at his interrupted peace because Kyle's voice was one he would've loved to play on repeat in his playlist."He sings so well." he huffed out in a sleepy gruff. And it only took a second for him to shut his eyes and drown himself in Kyle's singing.**unless you pack your bags you're coming with me. I'm tired of loving from afar, and not being where you