@Honeybee_
(Ok, i'm gonna redo my last response… this'll be hard XD)
(Ok, i'm gonna redo my last response… this'll be hard XD)
(That's fine. I already responded though, you can still just keep going off of what I said without having to change it)
Evan blushed and looked away from him, his eyes lightening up along with his red cheeks, surprised. He gave Cole's hand a squeeze, as if checking to see if it was really there. He enjoyed it's warmth, it's weight. He scooted the closest to Cole and put his head shyly on his shoulder.
Cole let his head rest there for a moment before lifting up the other's chin with his free hand, rubbing his thumb over Evan's bottom lip. He looks like he tastes sweet.
"So…" he muttered softly, letting Evan respond with whatever he may next.
He blushed, but didn't say anything. What could he say anyways. 'So…you should kiss me and screw me right here and now?' No, that'd never do. Instead, he sort of leaned into his hand, pushing past it, like as if he wanted to be kissed. And in fact. He did. But he was never one to make the first move, in case the other was uncomfortable or wanted to stop at any time. He just looked up at him, trying to hide the sort of desperation in his big blue eyes, but was unable to stop that. His lips were rough and chapped.
Cole couldn't take it anymore, removing his thumb from his lip and crawling ontop of him, pressing his lips to Evan's in a rough, passionate kiss.
Oh my god…
It felt electric
Cole's hands moved across Evan's body in a need and lust so strong her barely had control over them, gripping and grabbing at his hips and waist so furiously that he was sure to leave bruises for tomorrow. His skin tingled from head to toe and his body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, groans bleeding from his lips from the anticipation.
Evan gasped and kissed him back just as rough, taking it in full, and when Cole tried to move away, Evan's head moved forward, responding to this need ten fold, in his own passionate way. He groaned, grinding against his hands, his hips, as he fell against the bed, looking up at him with big, wild blue eyes. "Keep going, holy fuck please." He could already tell this was going to be the best sex he was going to be having in a really long time.
(Pm?)
(Yes. You make it?)
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