Smut involved.
He loved him.
The great friendship towards his lovely best acquaintance was inevitably bound to grow into infatuation, and the care being directed at this one and only love in his life was fueled with all of the vibrancy his heart could supply, and then some.
His admiration for the one in his life who was so dear to him, seemed to be never-ending. It was continuously supplied, renewed, and refreshed with every waking day spreading its meager life-time across the earth. Whilst their relationship flourished as it fed off of and bloomed from the pure veneration being offered to one another, in came a more towering and looming affection between them; the unpremeditated realization of love for each other unravelling, and breeding a more significant part in their life to come into play.
It was truly exhilarating, dating that one person, who you had no doubts was, your soul mate.
Easy to infer, the relationship aged two years young was unlike anything the ingenuous young adult had ever experienced before... Though, thinking back on the recent years of his life on this planet- it legitimately was a new territory for him, both in a physical and emotional sense, for he had never entered a serious relationship similar to the one he was committed to now.
The stretched revelation that his prospering, undying love was finally returned, and in a form that was multiplied by ten, made him feel giddy and made him experience bliss whenever they were united and, or, spending time together. He was convinced the time of his life was remade every day, following every time their personas danced with each other, and this blanket of information was composed of fleece and other fine fabrics around assorted lands; the knowledge that things in his life were going flawlessly comforted him ever so dearly and warmed his soul to a soft and lightly edged boil.
Though... The positive aspects of even the most perfect situation always had a negative sibling plaguing the wondrous state of someone's life, and the unalike stepbrother in the emotion family always followed suit behind its older kin.
What could be wrong in the hay-days of his life, you are probably pondering. Well, it typically has to do with those same hay-days.
With each magical day's passing, his problem where in which his anxiety orbited around grew all the more powerful. It was because of his wretched innocence when it came to the moments that were classified as more rough and profane, that the worry and apprehension he harbored within him, radiated from his body. Regretfully, of course.
He rued when he became a stuttering mess in front of his first ever boyfriend, just because of the stench of being so new to being in an evolving relationship circled his thoughts in a putrid fashion. He despised it when he had to awkwardly stop a heated make-out session with a ridiculous and petty excuse, 'I have to go to the bathroom.' He hated it when his damn niceness and chastity got in the way of everything intimate, and sensual!
All he was devolving into now, was a fumbling idiot who was too ashamed to tell his boyfriend what he was encountering internally.
And, such a degrading state of mind was only getting worse as we converse.
A certain someone's bottom lip was caught in a flurry of teeth, being inadvertently subjected to gentle pulls and edgy nibbles as his body was navigated manually around to find its way to a nearby sturdy wall. While the flat, tough surface behind him embraced his spine, adept hands traced the figure of his hips and torso alike through means of his sides, triggering a slight squeak to slip from the person against the wall's mouth.
