One More Kiss (Snoopycake x Eornostlice)

[Guest Eornostlice]

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That night three months back was the oddest experience that David and Erik had. Mauri looked completely devasted as he downed the entire bottle, not stopping until it was all gone. The alcohol was strong. Way too strong to be drank that way. If not for David, he would have probably also ended up starting on the second bottle. The blonde threw up, his drunk mind unable to stop tears from gushing out. He did not speak, not giving the two even a hint as to what went wrong. And his friends had been smart enough to just leave him be. As for progress in his mood since then, there hadn't been much. He was cold and detached, and did everything possible to keep himself from remebering his silly little crush. Crush? He had been in love.

 

On the bright side, his swelling went down in two weeks and he resumed working, as if nothing even happened. On the not-so-bright side he was slowly killing himself with alcohol and sex plus lately cigarettes. And the fact that he was aware that he's been affected for way longer than he should have was not helping. That lack of response truly made him angry... and simultaneously sad.

 

"Mauri. I've got some news. That blue-eyed man that was here a few months back got himself lucky. Dmitri was it? He has gotten a job offer from another studio. I will probably call him sometimes this week." It was the old hag bringing him the news as his morning session had ended. Only three months before some other opportunity appeared was quite the good outcome for a new face so she surely felt that it would make the blonde at least smile. He seemed attached to that man afterall.

 

"I see. It does not concern me however." The woman sighed heavily, not understanding how the cocky child became cold and arrogant overnight. It was not only her. The change was felt by everyone around, especially by Sel whom was properly kept at a distance. Amusingly enough however, it did not affect his career. If anything, it seemed to bloom as more and more offers came pouring down, competing with each other in terms of offered money.

 

"Have a good day." The boy spoke mechanically, exiting the room and getting out of the building, heading home by foot. The air was much warmer and for a 20 minutes walk, he did not feel like taking the car. He'd have no more plans for the day, which meant he was free to do whatever. Yet it felt like he had absolutely nothing interesting to kill his time with until the night came.

[Snoopycake]

Letting out a shaky breath, the delicate-looking boy tried to shake the feelings of the handsome man come flooding back to him in the middle of a store. Picking up a singular peach, the frail looking boy walked over to the cash register; paying for the little fruit. Walking back out to the harsh, cold breeze of the street, the beautiful boy pulled his worn out jacket over his tiny body; crossing his arms across his chest. Meandering along the street, the delicate-looking boy ignored the stares he received from all around him.

 

Watching his breath turn into white clouds, the fragile looking boy made a few short cuts to get to Kellin’s house; disliking the crowds of people surrounding him. After a small walk down a couple of alleyways, the blue-eyed boy began to hear footprints that didn’t belong to him; feeling his blood run a little cold. Burying his face down, the delicate-looking boy felt his heart beat erratically before his palms began to sweat. Taking sharp turns to make sure that the group wasn’t following him, the beautiful boy let out a silent whimper before two arms grabbed him; shoving him into the small alleyway to his right.

 

Smashing his head against the wall, the delicate-looking boy yelped in pain as one of the men held him up against the brick wall; practically lifting him off his feet. Shutting his eyes tightly, the beautiful boy felt tears start to collect in his eyes; letting out a gasp.

 

“You Albert’s little brother aren’t you?” The one holding him up spat out; his grip only tightening around the thin boy’s neck. The pretty boy didn’t manage to answer as he received a heavy punch in his stomach; yelling in pain as he struggled to breathe. Throwing him to the ground, the raven haired boy cried silently; realising that he wasn’t going to leave here. Feeling a rough hand pull at his jaw, the blue-eyed boy didn’t open his eyes until a rough slap hit him across his face. “Fucking look at me you little bitch.” Opening his eyes weakly, the small boy couldn’t help himself as a few tears fell from his eyes; sniffling lightly. Staring at the dyed white-haired man’s face, the beautiful boy felt his stomach twist at the other man’s smile.

 

“Aren’t you a pretty thing?”

[Guest Eornostlice]

For whatever reason, he did not take his usual route home but he had chosen to take the longer way around. Again, it was not like he had anything better to do and the type of chilly air was not all that bad. A sigh escaped his lips. Perhaps at night he would just go out with Eric and David. At this point, he had given up the idea that enough sex or alcohol were going to make him feel better, but it did provide temporary relief so perhaps better than nothing.

 

A cold shiver ran down his spine as for a few seconds he saw a familiar shade of black ahead, only to vanish into the alley once more. That. Was not happening right? It couldn't be. His heart semed to to squeeze itself inside his chest. So if it was that person, what? Whatever that was had nothing to do with him. Yeah. He was no believing himself either.

 

With a kick to the wall to vebt his frustration the blonde stared down at Dmitri, his phone pressed to his ear. "Yes. That is the adress. It seems that a fight broke out in one of the alleys. Yes." He spoke into the microphone before pulling it away and pressing something as if hanging up before looking up.

 

"So. You have two minutes to scram before the police gets here. Or would you prefer to stay here and continue?" He seriously just did that huh.

[Snoopycake]

Snapping their heads towards the younger man, the group of guys were about to beat the model to the ground until the other man spoke about the police. Removing his hands from the delicate-looking boy, the white-haired man stood slowly; keeping his eye on the blonde-haired man. Glancing back down at the smaller man, the brown eyed man spat down on the floor below their feet; kicking the dirt enough that it ruined the pretty boy’s clothes. “Tell yah brother that we ain’t fucking done.”

 

Watching the group of men casually walk away through the streets, the broken boy looked up at the handsome man with wide, wet eyes; unable to speak up. A wave of emotions that the older man had been holding down spread through him; shaking lightly. He couldn’t believe it. The man that he had been trying so hard to forget, appears in front of him like a scenario from a movie scene.

 

Parting his plush lips to speak, the frail looking boy tried to speak but couldn’t. He hated the man. He hated how much he loved him. It wasn’t fair. Not managing to move up from the ground, the beautiful didn’t dismiss his gaze; still believing this was all a dream and he didn’t want to waste a moment of it. Curling up into a small ball by pulling his knees up to his chest, the pretty didn’t close his mouth; wishing that a word could come out.

 

“ ……………………. M-M-Maur?”

[Guest Eornostlice]

Ah. Now he's gone and done it. He kept a straight face- acting was not too difficult for one that was accustomed with cameras, so he did not flinch, watching the men decide to leave. If they would have chosen to stay, he would have been in some deep shit right now. Why did he even get involved?...

 

Gods. The raven was exactly the same. Frail looking and always getting into trouble one way or another. It had nothing to do with him yet he could not just leave as he watched Dmitri curl up much like a scared child. He also wished he could say he felt nothing at the sight- but it would have been a lie. His heart felt painful and heavy even now at such sight. So he had not moved on in three months? Marvelous. He definitely should have just... walked away. It wouldn't have been that painful. He fought back tears.

 

"Get up and go somewhere safe. The police thing was a lie so they might come back." The blonde sighed, pretending the sound of that nickname did not affect him even though it made him want to just hold the smaller body. Like he had done for a few good hours that day. Yeah. Before he realized he was played- his brain made sure to remind him, stopping him from doing stupid things. Instead, he felt angry. "Where the fuck are your boytoy or your brother right now? You will seriously be fucking killed in some dark place one of these days and no one will know. Come on. Get up." He extended one hand out of habit. He sounded like a sour bitch. Not that he wasn't one. But he definitely hated to sound like one.

[Snoopycake]

Reality slapped the small man hard in the face. This wasn't going to be some romantic movie scene when the handsome man would take him into his arms and kiss him; promising him everything he had ever wished for. However, he was met with the cold truth. It was clear that the blonde haired man felt no feelings towards him what so ever as if their day together went nothing to him. The pretty boy felt his body go slack as the wave of emotions that struck him only moments ago came to a stand still.

 

Feeling a few tears roll down his cold cheeks, the delicate-looking boy dismissed his gaze to the floor; the feelings that he gained from their months apart. His head began to pound, clumsily standing up without touching the handsome man’s hand. Taking shallow breaths, the blue-eyed boy didn’t speak after that. The coldness of the other man’s words caused the numbness yet again spread throughout his body along with the alarming sensation of wanting inflicted pain. Feeling his inner arms and wrists throb, the delicate-looking boy tightly grasped them against his chest.

 

“ …….. Y-Y-You … D-Don’t get it do you?” The raven haired boy finally spoke up, the pretty boy whilst his eyesight began to come hazy. “You don’t fucking get it!” The fragile looking boy burst out, unable to control himself. “I-I never loved Dean you shit!! He was fucking dying in my hands so yeah maybe I did promise him everything he wanted!!” The raven haired boy cried, “I-It’s just how we talked and then you came along and I-I … “ Shaking violently, the pretty boy dropped down to pick up his messenger bag and the content that was spread across the floor; continuing to cry.

 

He was so done.

[Guest Eornostlice]

What. Wait... what the fuck? He was seriously not sure if he was supposed to laugh or to cry at this point. "Oh really. Then why the fuck couldn't you say that three fucking months back?!" Before he knew it he had raised his voice, tears crowded in the corner of his eyes, his fists clutched so tight his hands were turning white. Just what the fuck? He was seriously going to throw up.

 

"I worry about you and think I should do fucking anything to see you stop shaking! I fucking wait in another room so I don't create a comotion like I am fucking something to hide! And I fucking need to listen to you fucking talking about weddings with a fucking idiot that likes fucking himself up and has a criminal record. What in the fucking flying hell did you fucking expect me to feel? You had absolutely no explanation. You fucking looked away guilty not even TRYING to stop me. And you tell me this NOW?!" All his suppressed emotions seemed to pour out and he was shaking.

 

"I am supposed to believe you now? How the fuck can I? You did not even flinch when your brother punched me and threw me out! Weren't you fucking supposed to convince me THEN?" Ah crap. He needed to take deep breaths, feeling as if his heart was getting broken all over again. "You know what the stupidest thing is? If you would have told me that back then, I would have actually believed you, asking you to just come over and forget it all." His voice was getting softer.

 

"Ugh fuck." He rubbed at his eyes, annoyed at his own tears. "I am going home."

[Snoopycake]

Shoving his items back in his messenger bag, the beautiful boy continued to sob; listening to the younger man talk. Wiping his eyes with the sleeve of his tattered coat, the pretty boy clumsily stood up; pulling the old bag over his shoulder. Shaking violently, the delicate-looking boy gripped the singular strap of his bag staring at the ground below them. Tears still falling from his broken face, the delicate-looking boy let out a few hiccups before replying to the handsome man’s rant.

 

“M-My best friend almost died and I got r-raped by some disgusting man the night before, s-so all I fucking w-wanted was to go h-home with you and *Sob* … a-and I-I wanted you to just fucking hold me a-and tell me everything was o-okay but instead y-you acted like I-I was fucking shit on your shoe. M-My heart was f-fucking broke ……….. I-I’ve h-had such a f-fucking shit life and t-then you came along and for once, I-I was so happy; even i-if it was only for a short period of time … “

 

Laughing brokenly, the frail looking boy didn’t manage to look up at the taller man; instead focusing on the difference of their shoe quality and the dirt covering his body. “ … B-But I bet you were o-okay … G-Got on with for 5-star life and sleeping with supermodels; living the fucking d-dream … W-While I-I was fucking left, my e-emotions back at an all-time low - C-Crying myself to sleep every night and f-fucking cutting myself so I-It would overload the emotional pain that I’m going through. I-I’ve begun to feel emotions and feels that I thought I b-buried away but now they are back and you have NO fucking IDEA how hard my l-life fucking is.”

 

Crying into his hands, the smaller man couldn’t help himself as words poured out his mouth; unable to stop them. “ … D-Do you not think that I don’t have a criminal record!? O-Of course I-I fucking have, how do you think I’m alive?! T-They is my family and I-I love them so much that I-I don’t give a fuck on what they do!! Would you have wanted to watch a surgery while they scream at me for even showing y-you the location of where they live?! N-NO! F-For all they know, y-your just some rich boy that’s g-gonna rat them out to the cops!! I-I was fucking h-helping you!!”

 

Feeling his throat become scratchy and horse at the end of his rant, the beautiful boy stopped whilst wiping his face with his dirty hands; taking deep breaths. Managing to let out a final word, the pretty boy ignored the burning sensation in his red, sore eyes; staring back at the floor.

 

“ …..… G-Goodbye t-then … “

[Guest Eornostlice]

"How the fuck was I supposed to know all that?! I've just met you and I don't know shit about you. Fuck I don't even know your phone number! Yeah. I've been living the fucking dream. Playing with whores so I can just pass out or I wouldn't be able to sleep, drinking myself close to a coma, smoking my lungs out even though I've been staying away from cigarettes my entire life and craving fucking drugs just to keep my mind off of you. What a nice fucking dream. If I at least had your number I would have frickin spammed you with calls while drunk. Aren't I so happy? Ugh." That was it. Like a child, tears ended up dripping down his face, his expression a mix of anger and pure sadness.

 

"I was fucking heartbroken. How was I supposed to guess all of that? This isn't some fucking TV drama. I don't have side notes for your actions. Ugh-" His anger was going down but he was nowhere close to being calm. The blonde did not even bother to wipe the tears anymore, his breathing uneven and heavy. It was as if he was being stabbed in the throat.

 

Taking a few steps ahead he wrapped his arms around Dmitri, tightly, his head hurting. "I am fucking sorry...." The words came out in a soft gentle tone, half muffled by tears. "You are going to just sit and watch me go again? Can't you frickin fight for me to stay if you do not wish me to go? What am I supposed to feel? To believe? ... If you don't actually tell me anything at all..."

[Snoopycake]

Managing to look up at the taller man, the delicate-looking boy listened to the other man’s rant with wide, red eyes. Letting out of various hiccups and gasps, the beautiful boy couldn’t manage to stop crying; covering his mouth with the palms of his hand. Shaky breaths left his mouth instead of words; unable to think of anything to say. He was just so tired. Tired of everything, he just wanted the blonde haired man back; wrapped around him. He couldn’t remember how many times he thought about the other man’s presence near him again; longing for his touch no matter how little the latter would offer.

 

Practically jumping into the other man’s hold, the beautiful began to sob again; trying to grip onto anything he could as if the handsome man would disappear in a matter of seconds. Thinking he was beginning to dream again, the pretty boy buried his face in the other man’s chest; not caring about ruining the latter’s expensive shirt with his tears. Continuing to shake violently, the delicate-looking boy tried to calm himself down; listening to the violet-eyed man’s final words. “S-STAY!! O-Oh my god … P-Please don't leave me, p-please don’t leave me. I-I’m s-so sorry p-please don’t leave me I-I … I-I won’t b-be able to live w-without you p-please … “

 

Wrapping his even thinner arms around the handsome man's body, the beautiful boy couldn’t loosen his grip; in fear of the model running away. “ … I-I’m not t-the same Maur … I-I’m not the s-same, both physically and m-mentally … I-I’m not r-right in t-the head M-Maur, I-I’m a freak … I-I’m so s-sorry I’m not g-good enough, I-I’m not good e-enough. I-I’m so s-sorry … “ The raven haired spilt out, hyperventilating as his anxieties soared; his grip tightening.

[Guest Eornostlice]

Finally. He actually heard the words he had been craving to hear for such a long time, the continous pain in his brain not even seeming to matter. It seemed to be some kind of breaking point- for them both. One of his arm pressed to Dmitri's back, the other finding its way to touch his hair, gently pressing his face into his chest, as if afraid the man would be changing his mind. Mauri took a few steps back, needing to at least lean on the wall for support, feeling as if all strength had left his body.

 

The raven was crying and hyperventilating and he hated it, he hated seeing Dmitri in that condition, all the more knowing that it was his fault. He slid down the wall, sitting himself on the dirty ground and not giving a fuck about it, pulling the older man along, to hold, his own legs on each side. They both needed to calm down. And needed a bed. A warm safe place. Definitely he would not be letting the other go anywhere that was not next to him right now. He truly wouldn't be able to put up with it.

 

"Shh. H-hush now." He felt the need to pull the blue-eyed man impossibly closer. "L-let's go home. Please just let me hold you. I don't care. I really don't care about fucking anything. Please. Just...." He sounded like the mess he was, his hands actually slightly shaking. He had been told what Dmitri needed and for the first time he actually knew what to do. "Just let me hold you... Lyubov moya." He let out a shaky whisper- the boy still rememebered those words.

[Snoopycake]

Sliding down the wall with the handsome man, the delicate-looking boy cuddled into the younger man’s warm embrace; unable to pull away. Trying to calm himself down, the beautiful boy managed to control his breathing; intoxicated by the blonde haired man’s hold and words. With tears still rolling down his face, the pretty boy looked up at the taller man; cupping his wet cheeks in his petite hands. Wiping the model’s tears with his hands, the fragile looking boy cried; disliking the tears on the handsome man’s face. “ … P-Please don’t cry … I-I don’t like it when you cry … “

 

Leaning up to weakly kiss the other man, the beautiful boy was yet again reminded on how much he had missed the blonde haired man. Snuggling deeper into the other man’s arms, the delicate-looking boy continued to kiss the handsome man’s lips; still crying. “ … I-I missed you s-so much … I-It’s all my f-fault I’m an idiot … “ The blue-eyed boy sobbed, not even moving away from the violet-haired man as he spoke.

 

“ … P-Please take me home … I-I just want to be with you … “ The beautiful boy continued, forgetting that they were still in the alleyway in the freezing cold. He did not mind however. All that mattered was the man that was holding him in his arms. Trembling slightly, the delicate-looking boy somehow managed to stand; holding the man's hand whilst sliding back on his heavy bag.

[Guest Eornostlice]

The touches, the kisses, he had forgotten how right it all felt. He was taking his statement back. They both were a general mess. But he was actually so incredibly happy. After three months he actually felt fulfilled and alive. "I share half of the blame... I've been so stupid." The blonde was not the type to shift away from admitting his wrongdoings. He had judged too quickly, reacted too badly and refused to actually go and get the situation clear. No matter what he had felt, he knew he was also to blame. "I was really longing to have you in my arms again..." Whoa. Right. What he felt when it came to the other man was actually that sappy. He ended up grinning, his eyes red from crying.

 

It did take a bit to let go and stand up, entwining their fingers with a shaky breath. The alley was no good. Just holding his hand was not enough. More. What he needed was more.They were going home. With his sleeve, he wiped the blue-eyed man's face, not wanting to see the tears anymore. He wanted a smile. He craved hapiness. Dmitry was finally back and it felt like all along a piece was missing from his soul. Truly beyond cheesy.

 

The blonde was not sure how or when he pulled the beautiful man back to his parents' house, when they managed to get their shoes off or how he dragged the other upstairs, but he did. He felt like a starving animal, desperate for the thing that kept him alive. His coat was taken off and discarded onto the floor in a hurry. The entire room was warm unlike the weather outside. Mauri's head was still hurting and everything felt blurry in front of his eyes. His arms once more circled around the male, his lips already attacking the other's hungrily. He had no idea what he was doing but he needed it. Nibblimg and licking at the older man's lower lip, kneading their lips together as he pressed their bodies even closer.

 

"I am not even patient enough to get on the bed. Gods. I fucking love you."

[Snoopycake]

Just like the handsome man, the delicate looking boy couldn't remember the journey to the other mans house; it all was an unimportant blur. He had stopped crying now, his sobs replaced with a loving smile; moving closer to the taller man whenever he could. Taking off his shoes by the entrance of the still stunning house, the beautiful boy allowed the blonde haired man to lead him up the stairs; removing his socks and worn out coat sometime too. Left in only torn jeans and a large, grey oversized jumper that hung off his shoulders, leaving his sharp collar bone, small shoulders and milky skin on display. Feeling his eyes become hooded, the fragile looking boy parted his plush lips unconsciously; enjoying the warmth of the house.

 

Once taken into the familiar room of the handsome man, the pretty boy began to have flashbacks before the other man kissed him; holding him in a embrace. Whimpering lightly, the delicate looking boy wrapped his skinny arms around the violet eyed boy's thick neck; returning the kiss with equal passion. Nipping and biting the other mans lips in return, the smaller boy let out mewls of 'yes' in return; pressing his body further up against the latter's. Not parting his lips, the delicate looking boy pawed at the taller mans top; wanting it to come off. Moving his fingers to take off his own, the beautiful boy paused; parting there lips unwillingly.

 

Letting his eyes flicker down at his clothed body, the pretty boy swallowed; remembering how disgusting he looked. "I-I umm ... I-I understand I-If you would like me t-to keep my top on ... I-It's fine." The blue eyed boy stuttered, taking a deep breath. Hooking his fingers around the hem of his jumper, the raven haired boy pulled the shirt over his head; his sight not leaving his body. If he looked skinny before, he looked severely anorexic right now. It wasn't that he couldn't afford basic food like he used to, it's just he he lost his appetite once the handsome man left his life; only really eating one meal a day. Sometimes a day went by without eating. He didn't care. However now he did. Moving his eye sight to his dangerously skinny arms, the pretty boy followed the trail of mixed red, pink and white thin lines that covered both his wrists, lower and upper arms. Keeping his head down, the blue eyed boy let out a shaky breath; trying his best not to cry about how nauseating he looked.

[Guest Eornostlice]

The look on Dmitri's face caused himself to stop. He needed to forcibly stop himself, only to assure the man that everything was fine. The sight did break his heart- mostly because he knew he was responsible for it- yet how could he ever find the man to be disgusting? He looked... frail. As if one touch would cause him to break and shatter, so skinny that it made Mauri wish he would have been there to get the idiot take a better care of himself. If he was skinny before, now he was all skin and bones. His arms were equally saddening, scars scattered across. The blonde's smile fell. But this wasn't what the raven needed to hear. It wasn't what he needed at all.

 

Mauri pulled up the blue-eyed man's arm, his gaze focused on the scars that he had unwillingly caused. Some were newer than the others, others had already turned white. He kept his eyes low-lidded and pressed his lips to the wounded skin, kissing his way to his shoulder and neck. "Even now I still think you are beautiful." His smile was a pained one but he meant it. "Have you even eaten today?" It was clear that Dmitri was nowhere near eating enough.

 

He should have probably made them both some lunch but he could not bear to let go of the man for that long. His mind was telling him that using over 30 minutes to cook was impossible. Take out would have to do. Take out from a restaurant, not some crappy place where food had no nutritional value. "Let's have lunch in bed. " His arms wrapped around the smaller body one more, his head reasting on top of Dmitri's. "I love you."

[Snoopycake]

Blinking up at the handsome man, the delicate-looking boy listened to the other man; feeling himself blush red from his sweet words and loving actions. Smiling sweetly, the beautiful boy giggled as the other man’s lips tickled his skin; remembering why he loved the man so much. Leaning up to press a small kiss against the blonde haired man’s lips, the pretty boy purred as the other man's lips trailed up his neck; wrapping his wounded arms back around his neck whilst his chest was now bare. It had been 3 months since he last saw the handsome man so of course, he was excited to finally have sex with him.

 

It was when the younger man questioned if he had eaten today that the beautiful boy released his mistake. Turning beetroot red from embarrassment, the pretty boy felt like an idiot; his heart beating erratically. “I-I ate yesterday … I think.’ The blue eyed boy stuttered, still bright red. Smiling weakly, the delicate-looking boy pressed a small kiss on the latter’s forehead before replying. “ L-Lunch in bed sounds wonderful.” Moving his hands down to cup his face, the beautiful kissed the other man lightly before replying to the blonde haired man’s final words. “ … I love you too.”

 

Feeling his phone ring in his back pocket, the delicate-looking boy reluctantly removed himself from the younger man’s grip to answer it.

 

“H-Hello?”

 

“Mish? Where the fuck are you? Are you alright? Al is freaking out because you were supposed to be at mine like 30 minutes ago.”

“S-Sorry Kellin. I-I umm … Work called me in for an extra shift so I went there.”

 

“ … Alright. I’ll pick you up at the normal time.”

 

“N-No need! My boss is giving me a lift.”

 

“ …………. Okay. Call me if you need anything.”

 

“T-Thank you Kellin.”

 

Hanging up shortly after, the beautiful boy let out a breath; looking up at the handsome man. Feeling panic rise in him, the pretty boy released his mistake; not wanting him to think that he was hiding him. “I-I want to tell them in person!! A-About you I mean … I-I don’t want them to spread shit that isn’t true.”

[Guest Eornostlice]

This was bad. The timing was compeltely off no matter how he looked at the whole situation. But the mam's red face was absolutely irresistibke no matter how he tried to look at it. He opened and closed his mouth several times, not sure what to do with himself. But everything that he wanted to do was momentarily paused as the ringing of phone interrupted, making him sigh. Patience. He needed patience. Taking a deep breath, he listened.

 

Unlike three months back, he did not jump to conclusions. More or less he felt he could understand what Dmitri was thinking- at least much better than before. He's been gone for three months. Even if any of them knew about him, it couldn't possibly be anything good. He hated himself for that. Yet he waited, not making a sound, not wishing to blow up the blue-eyed beauty's cover.

 

“I-I want to tell them in person!! A-About you I mean … I-I don’t want them to spread shit that isn’t true.”

 

Pft. See? He WAS adorable. Mauri leaned in, capturing his lips greedily once more, even if for a short time. "I understand. We will tell them together." Another deep kiss- at this point he could no longer help himself. "Crap." He swore under his breath, smiling for all he was worth.

 

"Hey. What do you want first? Lunch or cuddling? Because I am going to ravish you, spoil the hell out of you and love you until you need to leave and even then not wishing to let you go."

[Snoopycake]

Moaning lightly as the handsome man pulled him into a deep kiss, the beautiful boy wrapped his arms around the other man’s tanned neck; standing on the tips of his toes. Using his one of his hands to cup the blonde haired man’s warm cheek, the pretty boy continued to kiss him; not wanting to stop the connection between the two.

 

Pouting childishly once the other man removed their lips, the delicate-looking boy did not let go of his face; keeping their bodies close together. Listening to the other man talk, the beautiful boy felt his pout soften; a sweet smile in its place.

 

“Lunch can wait.” The blue eyed boy replied, the re-connecting their lips together. Coaxing the younger man to come closer to the bed, the pretty boy gently pushed him to sit on the edge of the bed. Continuing to deeply kiss the other man, the raven haired boy moved to sit on the violet-eyed boy’s lap; his legs hooking together behind the latter’s back. Cupping his cheeks back in his palms, the delicate-looking boy softly trailed his fingers down the handsome man’s neck towards his top. Sliding his fingers down the material, the pretty boy’s hands thumbed the hem of the latter’s shirt. “Off.” The smaller man panted, pulling the top off the other man’s head.

 

Trailing his fingers around the tanned man’s bare chest, the pretty kept their mouths together; moaning lightly at the muscle the covered it.

[Guest Eornostlice]

Ah see? His smile was so so much better. The older man's weight in his lap amounted next to nothing yet he could not focus himself on that. He helped Dmitri by lifting up his arms, finally remaining with nothing on but his jeans and underwear. Of course that was nowhere near enough but it did help him feel a little more free. The blonde wasn't sure how but the pieces of clothing felt constricting and binding. He wanted to press his bare skin to the other's, to feel him completely.

 

Mauri got himself lost in the kiss, finally getting the chance to do what he desired to do three months back. He slipped his tongue inside Dmitri's mouth, exploring it and rubbing at his tongue passionately, his fingers stroking his bare back. Not enough. It still was not enough. He pulled back only remembering that that both still needed to breath. "Hey beautiful? I don't think I can control myself." It was a warning.

 

His smile was getting more and more playful if not even mischevious and he pushed the smaller body to lean back, being supported by his hands, receiving access to his neck and chest. Mauri licked his lips once before running his tongue over Dimitri's neck, possesivness taking over.

 

Such an obvious place, he shouldn't yet logic meant nothing. His teeth sank down into the inviting skin, his lips sucking on the area, content on marking the beautiful man. Once more, his tongue traced the 'abused' place as if trying to soothe him.

[Snoopycake]

Gasping into the others mouth, the beautiful boy allowed himself to be lay down by the handsome man; gripping onto the others arms. Fluttering his eyelids open, the delicate looking boy hooded them; panting slightly before the violet eyed boy kissed him again. Running his fingers along the bare skin on the blonde haired man, the pretty boy marveled as the muscle seemingly rippled over his touch; purring lightly. The difference in there body shape gnawed at his gut but instantly got replaced by the sensation of butterflies pooling at his stomach; refocusing on the task at hand.

 

Losing himself in the passionate kiss, the beautiful boy moaned as the taller man slipped his tongue into his small mouth; allowing him to explore as he pleased. Wrapping his thin arms around his neck, Dmitri continued to make out with the handsome man whilst running in small fingers through the others hair; arching his back up slightly to press his body against the other.

 

Giggling lightly at the blonde haired mans words, the pretty boy pulled away from the kiss to reply. "I'm not stopping you. Don't feel the need to hold yourself back~" The blue eyed boy teased, running his fingers down to hook them on the violet eyed boy's belt hooks on his jeans. Nipping the younger man lips, the raven haired boy continued. "Do as you please. I'm sure I'll be happy~"

 

Feeling the other man duck his head to get closer to his neck, the delicate looking boy quickly gripped onto the back of his head; opening his neck further for easier access. Letting out a string of sultry moans, the beautiful boy shuddered as the large man began work on the hickey; trembling and whimpering as he attacked the sensitive part of his neck.

[Guest Eornostlice]

The man's moans were sending enjoyable shivers through his entire body- he was already getting turned on, the jeans fairly uncomfortable. Getting encouraged to do as he pleased truly wasn't helping. Lower. He readjusted himself briefly, his tongue reaching the noticeable collarbone, leaving wet traces. In the new position, he could reach even lower, with some difficulty being able to play with his chest. How could such opportunity get wasted?

 

His lips wrapped around the boy's tiny nipple, pulling on it with his teeth- making sure not to cause any actual pain. "Wah this is so erotic." An amused whisper folloed by a sweet kiss on the now hard numb and sucking on the sensitive skin. Dmitri's body was truly delicate and his to ravish. Yet it felt unfair to give attention to only one side. By this point, his own breathing was heavier. Another bite.

 

Screw it. He was just torturing himself at this rate. He wanted to lavish the smaller body in kisses, leave marks and make him whimper. "Beautiful, lay down on the bed. I want to reach even lower. Plus your jeans are really in the way." His fingers found their ways inside the waistband, pulling on it. "I want them off."

[Snoopycake]

Continuing to moan as the younger man trailed his kisses down his body, the beautiful mewled loudly as his grip on the man's head tightened once the other man focused on his nipples; throwing his head back in please. Letting out whimpers, moans and gasps, the delicate looking boy scratched the taller mans back; trembling from the pleasure.

 

Feeling the other mans dick harden against his stomach, the pretty boy blushed heavily whilst blood filled his own; leaning his head down so his lips would brush against his ear. "Oh Mauri~ ... Your so demanding." The blue eyed boy teased, running fingers along the V shape on his stomach. "I'll take mine off when you do." Flipping them over so Mauri was lying down and Dmitri was strangling him, the beautiful boy leaned down to gently kiss the handsome man before grinding his hips against the others.

 

Trailing down from his mouth, the pretty boy got to work on a similar hickey that the taller man gave him; biting a little harder. Moving down to lick long strips up his abs, the blue eyed boy teased open the button and zip that held the expensive jeans together; tugging them down enough to almost show all of his tight black boxers. Purring, the beautiful boy teased the rest of his jeans down; brushing his fingers lightly on outline of his large dick. "Maur? You've gotten so big ... I'm not sure it's gonna fit in my mouth baby." The raven haired boy teased, kissing everywhere but the other mans throbbing member.

 

"Don't worry baby. I'll make it."

[Guest Eornostlice]

Whatever he was expecting from the other man, it was surely not what he received. He did not expect Dmitri to be that playful and he definitely was not complaining. "Ngh-" A stiffled moan escaped his lips as the tease choose to grind their hips together, causing the younger man to tense up. Mauri was sure he could just flip them over to pin him down, but he didn't, curious as to what the other had in plan.

 

"Babe. If you keep teasing me, I would worry about your ass, not your mouth." He teased back, smirking. He was fairly proud of his own size- at 19 he had already grown fully and his body developed fast in more ways than one. Well not like he did not have things to be proud of- 8 inches in length and fairly thick.

 

The blonde looked up at the 'kitten' stradding him. The blue eyed man truly was beautiful. Probably not the best moment to think of sappy things but a sort of warm feeling was spreading from the pit of his stomach. Crap he was hopeless.

 

"I am not good at waiting. I really want to feel more of your body and make you moan my name nicely. Do you dislike it?" One hand found its way to the raven locks of hair, playing with them.

[Snoopycake]

Laughing at the younger mans words, the beautiful boy removed his mouth from his enclosed dick; leaning up to press his mouth against the others. "Stop being bratty and wait~" The delicate looking boy teased, taking off his own jeans until he was left in only tight, dark grey boxers. Running his skinny fingers down his six pack, the pretty boy licked his lips as he moved his body down to be kneeling at the edge of the bed.

 

Pulling the blonde haired man to sit up, the delicate looking boy positioned himself in between the other mans legs. Sliding his hands up the younger mans thighs, the blue eyed boy brushed his fingers lightly against the fabric that surrounded the larger member. "Just because I'm a bottom doesn't mean that I'm not bossy. I can do what I want; and what I want is to suck you off." The feminine looking boy stated, teasingly peeling down the underwear off his hips; enough to make his thick cock appear.

 

Leaving the rest of the underwear on, the beautiful boy pressed a few small kitten licks on the enlarged head of the dick; wanting to know how long the other would last. Pressing a few small kisses against the head also, the raven haired boy let out mewls and a whimper; rubbing his erection against the side of the bed.

 

"You think that you could cum twice baby?"

[Guest Eornostlice]

Mauri actually listened to the older man, making sure however to take a mental note on all the teasing however. If he wanted to be bossy, so be it, he could play along with it. But simultaneously, the pretty man better be prepared for the consequences once his patience had ran out. He sat up on the bed, just focusing on Dmitri's face as he ran his tongue on his erect cock as if testing something, his plush lips trailing kisses. That little shit loved teasing, he bit his lip, feeling greedy.

 

Yet what really made Mauri gulp on thin air were the mewls and moans of the man as he stimulated himself by rubbing against the bed- he was that sensitive? The younger man shivered in anticipation. Fuck. The other truly was too erotic and he was aware of his own charm.

 

The blonde grinned. "I think I can manage. I am young afterall. I actually hope that you can keep up. I have plenty of stamina you see?~" Probably not that much if the blue eyed boy continued to edge him on like that, but that was something else. "Your tongue. Feels so good babe. Do you enjoy torturing others?"