"He did feel the same"

"... I'll never be good enough for that"

Same warning as last chapter!

"Fuck..Briii" Sal moaned softly, he held Brian close as he squirmed here and there.
"Ah..Sally..are you, mmm, okay?" Brian questioned through moans. Sal didn't answer, tears began to fill his eyes, Brian assumed he was okay so he continued, though just as Brian thought he was okay, he then realized he wasn't,
"Fuck Brian stop" Sal yelled in a begging way, for he was in pain. Brian pulled out quickly and began repeatedly asking
"What's wrong?", though Sal provided no answer, warm tears flowed out of his emerald eyes and, Brian began wiping tears from his cheeks as he kept asking what was wrong,
"That really hurt..." Sal cried. Brian immediately felt bad, he sat up partially to pull up his boxers, he then carefully lifted Sal up to sit him up,. Brian completely felt like shit for hurting Sal, part of him told him it wasn't his fault but a bigger part of him told him it was, and he believed that,
"I'm so fucking sorry Sal, I'm sorry" Brian cried.
"Its not really your fault.. " Sal whined.
"Yes it is" Brian said rather loudly.
"Brian.. It's alright" Sal assured. Brian cupped his face with his hands for a moment, he then grabbed a shirt and pants and put them on quick, Sal put on his shirt and attempted to put on underwear, though he couldn't,
"Ow.. Fuck," Sal whined,
"Brian can you help me please?" Brian wiped tears from his cheek and nodded, he walked over to Sal, grabbing his boxers along the way. He put them around Sal's legs, helping him stand afterwards to pull them up,
"Ah.. Fucking hell" Sal cried.
"S-sorry baby.."  Brian muttered.
"It's fine Bri" Sal assured, stroking his cheek, he sat back down after he was helped, Brian who was on his knees, began crying uncontrollably, he then laid his head in Sal's lap, his cries were shaky and heartbreaking to Sal, Sal stroked the crying man's hair in a way of reassurment,
"It's okay Bri baby.. You didn't do anything wrong" Sal assured, Brian stood up in front of him and began rambling, in a rather loud tone, that slightly intimidated Sal,
"How did I not do anything wrong, you're sitting on my bed crying because you're in immense amounts of pain because of something I did"
"You weren't in control of whether that was gonna hurt me or not.. I know you didn't mean to" Sal spoke, his voice cracking here and there.
"I was.. We've had sex countless times before and I've never hurt you like this, my slutty ass was going too fucking fast and I hurt you.." Brian yelled. Sal had no idea how to respond, he just stared at Brian, tears filling his eyes.

The argument carried on for over twenty minutes, Sal did everything to tell Brian he had done nothing wrong though Brian refused to agree.
"Brian.. I want you to understand this isn't your fault" Sal begged.
"And I want you to be my husband someday, but I'll never be good enough for that" Brian admitted...

"Did Brian just say what I think he did, did the man I adore, Brian Quinn, just admit to wanting to marry me.. He can't mean this, he's terrified of marriage.. And who would ever wanna marry me?" Sal thought to himself. He stood up and walked, painfully, over to Brian, he wrapped his arms tightly around the older crying man,
"You'll always be good enough for that.."

"Fuck..You idiot, you just told him you wanted to marry him, he's gonna think you're fucking rushing this..." Brian worried.
"Do you really mean it..?" Sal asked.
"Of course... You know my problems with marriage so I wouldn't joke about it.." Brian spoke softly.
"Can we stop fighting... Please?" Sal begged.
"Yeah baby" Brian whispered.
"I love you" they both said at the same time, they giggled, then silenced each other with a kiss.

"I love you my beautiful angel, and I'm sorry for hurting you and yelling at you.." Brian muttered.
"It's okay Bri, you don't need to be sorry, and I love you too" Sal responded.

"When I say you're an angel... I'm never kidding"