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I Just Can\'t Stay Away From You!	By : CrushedEmerald Category: 1 through F > Emmerdale Views: 2456 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Emmerdale, or any of the character. It sad but true, not mind, no claim, no money being made, just for fun guy!

Chapter List
- 1-Chapter One. Aaron's Return
- 2-Chapter Two. Second Encounter.
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Chapter Two. Second Encounter.

So here we go again, enjoy guys.

Previously: And with that Aaron was back in Emmerdale with his mum and his old friends as if he had never left, his mum by the stove making spagbol for his tea whilst he tried to ignore the hot stares he was getting from her boyfriend, his eyes were undressing him where he sat on the sofa. It was awkward.

Chapter Two. Second Encounter.

It had been a week since Aaron had been back home, it was brilliant, he would never have believed how much he had missed his friends and family and just generally the small, quiet village of Emmerdale, the village he called home, would always call home. But apparently he had missed it, his heart felt brighter and his shoulders lighter, the year and a half he had spent with Ed, again, in France had been a bit of a burden really, it had been an effort, but being home surrounded by friends and family was where he wanted to be.

It had also been a week since his awkward meeting with Rob, his mum’s fella, it was brilliant, and he was almost able to forget about their horrendous meeting, with the obvious come on, offer of sex and bite to the ear. Aaron shivered thinking about it, he was so turned on by Rob, then ridiculously embarrassed and guilty about how he was feeling.

His mum passed the odd comment here and there about something Rob said or did, but nothing major was mentioned, it was as if he just vanished for a while, and Chas didn’t seem all that bothered either, which was odd, because she usually got quite possessive about her men. It was usually her downfall, sadly.

Aaron pottered about, not doing much of anything really, he popped to the scrapyard every now and then, to visit Adam, who kept begging him to come back to work. He owned a share in the company, and it was doing amazingly well, but he wanted to just enjoy himself for a little while longer, he was enjoying just being lazy and seeing friends when and for as long as he wanted.

He was just relaxing at home, just watching day time TV, and complaining about it under his breath, he had popcorn and a beer from the pub, it was a little early, just before midday but he was relaxing. When someone came through the front door, with keys, he wasn’t that phased, his mum was shopping with Debbie but it could be Diane or Dug, or Cain, really it could be anyone but they had keys so he wasn’t all that bothered.

He could feel someone behind him, but he didn’t turn, just took a sip of his beer when someone spoke, making him jump and tip his beer down his top, “So this is where you’ve been hiding.” It was Rob, he had keys to the Woolpack, wow, him and Chas were getting serious, keys? What was that about!

He rubbed his hand down his front, spreading the liquid and soaking his top through, he had twisted in his seat a little to look at the blonde Adonis who had plagued his every thought, sleeping and awake. He stood there in his tight navy jeans again, this time with a blue v-neck and black blazer on the top, he was so suave, nothing like Chas would usually go for, he was too polished for her, and he was nothing like what Aaron liked either. Yet, he couldn’t keep his mind off of him, and the dreams, oh the dreams he had of them, his hand was aching, as well as another part of himself.

Aaron stood up, beer in hand and headed to the little kitchenette, he could heard Rob behind him, footsteps on the wooden floor, he could almost feel his breath down the back of his neck. He put his beer down in the sink, most of the remaining liquid was down his front, darkening his grey top, luckily it hadn’t made it to his tracksuit bottoms making himself look like he’d wet himself, and embarrassing him further.

He grabbed the tea-towel from the cooker handle and dabbed some of the liquid, the only thing it was helping to do was spread the wet further. He growled at himself for being so jumpy, but something about Rob made the logical part of him short circuit.

Just then he turned, but not by his own steam, no the hand on his shoulder turned him to face Rob. Who was stood close, too close, in his personal space. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he looked down into Aarons deep blue eyes, Aaron stared back, frozen. He wasn’t sure what was going on, where this insane attraction for his mums boyfriend.

Rob took the towel from his hands, and dabbed a bit more, eyes never breaking contact with each other. His other hand skirted down over hard worked for muscles, playing with the edge of his top, before sliding back up over bare, slightly damp skin. Aaron’s breath caught in his throat, was this really happening?

His heart pounded in his chest, as Rob dropped the towel to the floor which landed with a wet flump from soaking up the beer from Aaron’s shirt. Now with both hands free Rob took hold of the hem of Aarons top and pulled it up his stomach, eyes averting to admire the view, the back of one of his hands skimmed down over bare skin before he lifted the wet top up and above Aarons head chucking it to the floor in the kitchen.

Rob and Aaron stood there starring into each other’s eyes, in the kitchen of the back of the Woolpack, one man was topless both men were breathing hard and heavy. Neither sure if the other one was going to make a move, Aaron wasn’t entirely sure himself if he wasn’t to make a move or not, he shouldn’t, this was his mum’s other half for goodness sake.

That didn’t seem to stop Rob though, who’s hands ran up his stomach, playing briefly with the happy trail of soft hair travelling neatly down in a line, skirting around his belly button, up the ridges of his abs and over his nipples. His hands cupping the sides of his neck and edge of his jaw before he pulled Aaron harshly up into a kiss. Angry and hungry and passionate. Everything Aaron wanted, everything he dreamed about.

Rob’s tongue entered into the game and into Aarons mouth, who hungrily played right back with his own tongue. Eyes closed, hands raking over his back underneath his blazer and top, Rob groaned in pleasure as blunt nails scratched red tracks down his back, before Aaron began to push the expensive black blazer down over his shoulders.

Rob bit Aaron’s bottom, playing with it, tugging it with his teeth, making it red and more swollen, before his lips and teeth made a descent over his jaw and down to his neck. Rob wrapped himself over and around Aaron, pulling him in tight, said man was on his tip-toes, crushed against the tall blonde, who was currently sucking a nice red bruise onto the side of his neck just below his ear.

Aaron groaned, he could feel himself responding and Rob’s response was pushed tightly up against the shorter man’s hip and stomach, “Shall we take this upstairs now, offer still stands?” Rob said, referring to the first time they met. Aarons head was thrown back, moaning in pleasure, he was about to nodded when the sound of keys, the slam of a door and his mother and cousins laughter.

Aaron shoved Rob harshly away from himself, panting, Rob stumbled back a step, turning towards the noise, and his eyes were still blown with lush for the shorter man he had just been lip locked with. His partner was coming through the door with her niece, they were laughing oblivious to the tension and the make out that they had just interrupted, however heavy and thick it hung in the air.

“Aaron, Rob!” Chas greeted happily, then frowned at her son, and his attire or rather lack of. He was of course topless and a bit out of breath, “What happened here? Are you two fighting? If you can’t get along serious-”

Aaron held up his hands, but Rob beat him too it, “I just came in, not long ago, made him jump, Aaron had a beer in his hands, split it,” he said, the lie was a half-truth really, but it was convincing and Chas didn’t seem all that bothered, she just put down her shopping bags and turned back to Debbie, “Oh, that sales assistant was flirting with you-”

Aaron picked his top up and threw it in the washing machine, before storming out of the living area and up the stairs to his room. He was so ashamed of himself, he had been making out with his mums boyfriend, and enjoying himself so much, he was turned on like never before. He was a horrible person, and it couldn’t happen again, he wouldn’t give in to his desires, he wouldn’t give in to Rob. And now it was time for a shower, a very cold shower.

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There we are, 2nd chapter of my first Emmerdale fic, let me know what you think? All comments and feedback are welcome. Thanks! x
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