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Romantic Intimacy

Love is not meant to be rational.

Penguinne · LGBT+
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12 Chs

And They Were More Than Roommates...

The next evening as our team went out for a dinner party, he was glancing at me across the table all the time. I didn't want to come but he convinced me this morning to come so we could go home together. He was very beautiful and handsome so I couldn't help but to meet his gaze with mine and he would look away with a slight flush on his cheeks. 

I noticed he kept the conversation with the others alive and cheerful but he didn't touch any of the alcoholic beverages he was offered to so they remained untouched on the table until the bastard beside him tried to look cool so he drank it all only to be the reason why we were banned from that luxurious bar.

We met each other at a nearby park then I drove us home. He was silent the whole time but somehow, tonight felt different so my breaths were heavy and my heart was beating loudly. 

"I'm gonna take a shower, okay? Go drink some water." I reminded him because he sometimes forget to drink water. 

He obliged and I smiled as I walked up the stairs. I took a quick shower and then slipped under my covers, tired and sleepy but at the same time, waiting. 

My gaze flickered to the door as I heard it being opened. He peeked inside and my eyes widened when I saw his naked body. 

He was hard. 

And those nipples looked so damn pretty. 

I forcefully looked away and exhaled a shaky breath as the tension thickened. "Are you going to sleep here tonight?"

"Yes. I want to be with you." My heart was too happy hearing those words from him. "Can I?"

I nodded, patting the space beside me. "Of course, Luke. You're always welcome here." 

He smiled at me and I reciprocated it. 

To my surprise, instead of moving to the space beside me, he crawled to me and he settled himself on my lap. My breath hitched as I saw his red cock that was glistening with precum. He followed my gaze and when I looked into his eyes, he looked back at me with his heated glossy eyes. "I want you to touch me tonight."

I quickly sat up but I placed my hands on his back to keep him from falling. My cock was getting too excited but I didn't want to act irrationally. So I looked at him with concern while I cupped his cheek. He immediately nuzzled against my palm and it made me feel warm. 

"Did something happen? Are you okay?" I questioned and he gently smiled. 

He shook his head. "No. Today is like any ordinary boring work day so I had time to laze around and think... so I realized how much I really want you. I have wanted you since we were in college." He explained and my heart leaped in joy.

I kissed his forehead and nodded. "We have always liked each other but I don't want you to rush this. Think about this more thoroughly and get back to me after a few days. I will still accept you no matter what..."

He smiled and tilted his head to the side, suddenly kissing me. "I've spent 10 years thinking about this...I think that's enough time."

I swallowed nervously as his lips moved against mine. "Luke..."

"No. Dean, I want you, do you hear me? I need your touch tonight or else I would lose my mind. Fuck me, please-"

I interrupted him by kissing him harshly, gripping his nape to pull him closer to me. He immediately moaned into my mouth as our tongues collided and he squirmed on my lap. I gripped his thighs before I gripped his ass and he whimpered so sweetly, it made me my cock twitch inside my sweatpants. 

I flipped us so he would be under me and I started to trail kisses down all over his face and neck. Licking where his pulse was beating loudly and he gripped my hair, messing it as they twirled around his fingers. 

I kissed his chest, purposely avoiding his twitching nipples. He complained after a few moments and I chuckled, "Do you want me to suck them?"

"Ngh..yes...yes...please." He begged and it sounded too delicious to be ignored so I slowly licked his nipple and sucked them fervently while giving his little cock some attention. 

He started whimpering uncontrollably...so fucking beautifully sensitive. 

"So fucking sensitive for my touch, yeah?" I whispered into his ear. "Do you think about me when you touch yourself like this?"

He desperately nodded. "All the time...You're the only one I think about."

Fuck.

I pumped his cock faster and tightened my hand around it, gliding my thumb over the most sensitive parts. "Starting today, you are mine, do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, Dean...so just make me cum..." He cupped my cheek, trailing his fingers across my skin before he pulled me in for a kiss, intensely pulling me in closer against him before he came in my hand. 

His expressions so delicious and delicate as he climax, his hands around me tightened and he clenched his eyes shut after a whimper left those red lips. 

I continued playing with his cock, teasing him mercilessly so he cried for me to stop because he just came. I only smiled at him and trailed kisses down his body before I sucked his little cock, releasing a moan and twirling my tongue around. 

He gripped my hair and moaned my name over and over again but I retracted before he could cum because while his expressions now were beautiful I wanted to see him suffer under my touch, for his skin to flush so red in embarrassment and frustration. 

I walked to the right nightstand and opened a drawer, quickly taking out packets of condoms and lube. I glanced at him and saw him, breathing heavily, eyes closed as if he couldn't believe what was happening. Our eyes met when he opened them then his brows scrunched in desperation. 

"Don't just stare at me. Fuck me." He pleaded and I gripped the bottle in my hand and went back on the bed only to put his cock inside my mouth again, showing him how much I wanted him by playing with it how he wanted it. 

Even before I realized it, he became my everything when I met him so now that he was under me, I would love him in every way he could imagine. Cherish him for all my life even beyond death.