forum The Jock and the Nerd—Soulmates?!?

Started August 11, 2019 by @Rvan group

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"Hunter, not everyone is like that, there are good people." Milo sat up a little and wrapped his arms tightly around Hunter. "I know it's hard…" He couldn't think of anything else to say so he relied on just being there.

Thankfully, Milo’s apartment complex came into view and Hunter could park the car quickly, because as soon as he did he was hugging on to Milo. Just being with him made him feel better. “Sometimes I’ll just get mad at them because they aren’t my parents, Wendy isn’t my mom,” Hunter confessed as he let out a shuddering breath, “Some days I just don’t know how to deal with it.”

"I can't imagine how you're feeling. But just know, I'm always here." Milo leaned up and into Hunter, giving him a soft kiss. He shifted onto Hunter and wrapped his arms around him tighter.

Hunter held onto Milo tightly, kissing him back and breathing him in. “I suppose I should also tell you I have panic attacks sometimes.” It felt good to tell his soulmate everything about himself. All his insecurities he hid deep down inside him, and he weaknesses that he never faced. “Sometimes I’ll just close up, I just want to let you know it’s not your fault, I’m probably just having another panic attack,” Hunter explained, holding onto Milo tighter.

Milo relaxed into Hunter, glad that he trusted him. He lied his head on Hunter's chest and dared to close his eyes. "Thank you, thanks for trusting me and telling me this." Milo smiled into Hunter's chest.

Hunter lifted a hand to brush it through Milo’s hair, “Thank you for not making fun of me about it…” He mumbled, closing his eyes too, “Thank you for being here for me.” Hunter managed to smile a little too, soaking in Milo’s warmth.

"There's no point or reason to make fun of it. It's a normal thing and people shouldn't make fun of others just for natural human reactions to things." Milo said in a quiet voice. Somehow he always managed to make these kinds of things into speeches about morals. "Sorry if that sounded more like a speech than comforting words to my boyfriend."

“You’re fine,” Hunter said with a small laugh, hugging Milo a little tighter and burying his head in the crook of his neck to breathe him in. “Thank you, love.” Hunter felt less alone, being able to talk about it with someone. He usually fought this kind of stuff alone, but now he felt much more comfortable to not force it all on his own shoulders.

"Of course," Milo said as he looked out the window. It was pretty dark outside and he realized they had probably been there for quite a while. "Should you get home?"

“Nooooo,” Hunter complained playfully, cuddling closer to Milo. “I’m sure they’d be fine if I stayed out just a little longer,” Hunter murmured, though he knew as soon as he’d get back Hannah would start teasing him about what took him so long.

"Yeah, probably." Milo smiled then immediately looked back at Hunter. He looked into his eyes then down to his lips, before kissing Hunter. He started off almost lazily, but it soon escalated. Full of love and passion.

Hunter met the kiss, escalating with Milo. His hands began to room over Milo’s back, pulling him as close as possible. Gosh he loved this man in his arms. He never wanted it to end, in fact, he wanted to suggest they just sleep in his car so he wouldn’t have to leave Milo even though that was extremely improbable.

Milo ended up tangling his fingers in Hunter's hair. He scooted closer to Hunter as Hunter pulled him closer. His body sunk into the other, creating no space what so ever between them. If he wasn't so busy, Milo would have realized how often they did this in Hunter's car.

Hunter kissed him deeper, moving so Milo was under him and they were splayed across the seats. “Mmmmmmm…” He said into the kiss, his hands moving up and down Milo’s sides just because this was real. As real as could be.

Milo didn't break the kiss at all, moving one of his hands under the hem of Hunter's shirt. His hand reached Hunter's bare back and started roaming around it.

Hunter loved the feeling of Milo’s hands on his back. His own hands slowly slipped under his soulmate’s shirt and felt their way up that soft and perfect skin. Hunter was immediately addicted to feeling every valley and ridge Milo’s chest made.

By then, all the lights in his apartment were out and many others as well. It was pitch black outside and none of the lights in the car were on. Milo could barley see Hunter, but he could obviously feel him, which was 100 times better. His hands stopped and just hold Hunter.

Hunter let out another hum into the kiss, memorizing every inch of Milo’s chest that he could. “I love you,” Hunter said against his soulmate’s lips, breathing him in. Milo was honestly the best person in the world, Hunter couldn’t have asked for anyone better to be his soulmate.

"Mmm, I love you too." Milo's lips never left Hunter's. He touched his nose to Hunter's and continued to kiss him. He couldn't imagine a better moment with a better person. It was perfect. He could have easily stayed like this with Hunter all night.

Hunter kissed him a little deeper, his hands moving up so they were poking out of Milo’s collar—Hunter was practically pulling his shirt off by now. “I’d give you the world, but I don’t think I could give you yourself, because you’re my world,” Hunter said cheesily, letting out a chuckle against Milo’s lips.

Milo let out a giggle, kissing Hunter in the process. He leaned into Hunter's touch, also making it possible for Hunter to slide Milo's shirt off. He ended up wrapping his legs around Hunter's waist.

Hunter couldn’t hold himself back, he slipped Milo’s shirt off. Not a moment later, he was pulling his own over his head to reveal his chisel abs and corded muscle. Hunter winked at Milo, unable to stop his grin as he said, “You like?”

Milo smiled going in for a kiss once again. "Mmhmm," He said in reply onto Hunter's lips. He wrapped his arms around Hunter once again. What had he done to deserve such an amazing boyfriend, such an amazing soulmate?

Hunter kissed him back deeply, the warm light from his chest matching the mood perfectly. His hands voyaged over Milo’s bare skin, memorizing the feel of him over and over again. He loved Milo, and Hunter would do anything to keep him. To keep him safe, to keep him happy, to keep him warm…

Milo pulled Hunter down slightly, closing any space between the two of them. He ran his hands up and down Hunter's back, feeling every dip and bump. The glowing from Milo's chest matched Hunter's, if they weren't in a car on top of each other, Milo could be mistaken for a street light.