Extorted and Expecting

Calming Cuddles

Welcome to the first official chapter of Extorted and Expecting, this is not my story alone as I'm being joined by the fabulous, amazing, extremely talented, sweetest little rose bud that has surprisingly not burst into pure happiness from all the kindness she has inside her heart and soul: ohmyseptiplier_!!!!!!

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Even as the outside light began to fade away with the retreating sun, the temperature dropping as the heat source sunk below the horizon outside, the flow of cars starting to thin out once the mad dash to return home to loved ones after a hard day of work, the cozy atmosphere of a small living room refused to change and continued to wrap around the young couple cuddling on the couch within the space. The only source of light within the room itself came from the television mounted to the wall across from the two men, illuminating their blanket covered figures in its soft glow, painting their faces is such amazing colors so very wonderfully it was no surprise that a pair of bright, hazel eyes were more focused on the chiseled face of his older partner then the scene that was lighting it up instead.

He could never quite get over the handsome features that adorned the others face, always asking himself how he had been so lucky, seeing him was a blessing enough, but being able to lean over at anytime he wished and plant a light peck to one of those smooth cheeks, or that strong jawline, just amazed him beyond belief and made him feel like the luckiest man in the entire world. The strong arm wrapped securely around his waist tightened slightly as a soft chuckle rumbled in his wide chest, bringing a small smile of adoration onto his lips; he had absolutely no idea what had happened in the movie to make his calm boyfriend laugh, and if he were to tune back in he probably wouldn't understand what was going on, so he continued to ignore the movie and laid his cheek against the shoulder closest to him, snuggling deeper into his side with a silent sigh.

A small smile spread on the lips of the older male when the younger scooted closer, so he welcomed the closeness with no hesitation or second thought. He tore his gaze from the movie so he could pay attention to his partner, his smile only growing a bit wider at the sight of him. He loved his Ethan with quite literally all of him; it was something so profound and deep-rooted that it still blew his mind as to how he could love someone so much, to the point where he simply couldn’t picture himself without the small blue boy by his side.

And as he was grateful for Ethan, he was also grateful for how his friends treated the younger: with such kindness, they were just as friendly with Ethan as they were with Tyler himself, especially Tyler’s childhood friend Mark, who had taken more of an interest in getting to know more about Ethan, and in Tyler’s eyes, that meant a lot because to him it just seemed like Mark cared about Tyler and being open to the most important person in his life.

He was trying to keep his small peaks at the other as discrete as he could possibly manage, but the next time his gaze flickered up from where it had been settled watching the rise and fall of Tyler's chest, up to quickly take another look at his face he froze, as bright blues were staring right back into his own eyes. He had been caught. After only a few seconds of staring into those intense sapphires he looked away, the faintest red hue brushing over his cheeks. He felt Tyler shift below him and caught his head moving closer out of the corner of his eyes, a shiver tore up his spine when his partner's soft lips pressed a gentle kiss against his jawline, the smile on them apparent against his skin.

“Now what have I told you about staring?” He playfully joked in a whispered tone, laying another kiss against Ethan's pale skin, this time on his cheek; the arm that hadn't been wrapped around him came across Tyler’s broad chest so he could brush his fingers over the younger's pale neck in a loving caress.