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Tom blushes and looks away, but doesn't attempt to move. Cin snuggles a little closer and leans in to kiss his chest. "You're so getting your revenge on me in the morning. I'm gonna be sore."
"I don't actually want that. I don't wanna hurt you."
"I just came like fifteen times. Probably not fifteen. But I did lose count, so. I'm really willing to not be able to sit down in the morning. Besides, you'd let me sit on your lap if I asked."
"Course I would. Does it sound creepy if I say I'd be happy for you to pretty much never leave my side?"
"A little. But nothing I'm about to kick you out of bed over. I like having access to your mouth too much."
Cin levers himself up to kiss Tom's lips, unable to resist any longer. He teases Tom about his butt—which is really nice—but it's his mouth that he's falling in love with. The rest of him, too. He'd rather not think about it, but he wants Tom like he's never wanted anyone before. It's terrifying.
A soft whimper escapes Tom as the kiss ends, so Cin kisses him again quickly and then climbs on top of him.
"I could fuck you all day." Cin smiles slowly. That's a lot easier to think about.
"I… would probably need a nap. Several naps, even. But I like the idea." Tom rubs the back of his neck. "Can I say something without sounding judgmental?"
"You can probably say something , but whether what you're about to say is going to sound judgmental, I have no idea."
"Well, firstly, it really is a turn-on that you're such a smartass. Secondly, you talk about a lot of people you've dated."
"And you're wondering where I find the time?" Cin keeps his tone light, but he can see where this conversation is headed and he's not sure he's ready for it. Tom obviously can't , though, or he wouldn't need to bring it up.
"Kinda, yeah. You're only twenty, but you seem like you've done so much."
"I didn't date any of them especially long." Cin tries to seem nonchalant. It's harder than he might have imagined when all he wants to do is tell Tom that this is his longest relationship by a good few months and also the one he's enjoyed most.
"Oh. I guess that makes sense." Tom smiles shyly. "Does that mean you kinda like me?"
"I feel like we've established that I like you very much. More than once." Cin ducks his head to kiss Tom again. "I'm hoping this won't all fall apart after the summer. I would actually miss you, and that's not true of very many people."
"I'm honored." Tom chuckles. "I don't want this to fall apart, either. I'm enjoying your company way too much."
"Then we won't let it." Cin stretches himself out over Tom's body, lying down on top of him and yawning widely as he does. "And I might have to sit in your lap tomorrow."
"Any time," Tom murmurs.
*~*~*
"Hold still." Cin taps Tom's knee with his pencil. "Go back to sleep."
"What're you doing?" Tom obeys the command and stays still.
"Drawing you." Cin's wanted to draw Tom from a live model since he first handed him a cup of coffee. He's just never had a chance and a sketchbook at the same time.
"Is this a naked drawing?"
"Are you naked?"
"Well, yeah."
"Then it's probably a naked drawing," Cin responds, without looking up.
"I'm not sure I want naked drawings of me out there in the wild."
"You might want to avoid looking on the internet, in that case. I am not the first person to make a detailed study of your ass."
"Yours is the most accurate, though. I can say for sure that no one else has ever drawn my ass from a live model." Tom turns his head and grins, and Cin likes the look on him too much to scold him for moving.
"I called you interesting before. I meant beautiful," Cin tells him.
"You're not getting all emotional on me, are you?"
"I'm an artist, asshole. Emotional is what I do." Cin reaches out to trace Tom's crow's feet. "I'm calling this series of drawings Fucked Out , just so you know. I was thinking of a twenty-foot canvas. To really capture you."
"I'm gonna assume you're joking and
Tom blushes and looks away, but doesn't attempt to move. Cin snuggles a little closer and leans in to kiss his chest. "You're so getting your revenge on me in the morning. I'm gonna be sore."
"I don't actually want that. I don't wanna hurt you."
"I just came like fifteen times. Probably not fifteen. But I did lose count, so. I'm really willing to not be able to sit down in the morning. Besides, you'd let me sit on your lap if I asked."
"Course I would. Does it sound creepy if I say I'd be happy for you to pretty much never leave my side?"
"A little. But nothing I'm about to kick you out of bed over. I like having access to your mouth too much."
Cin levers himself up to kiss Tom's lips, unable to resist any longer. He teases Tom about his butt—which is really nice—but it's his mouth that he's falling in love with. The rest of him, too. He'd rather not think about it, but he wants Tom like he's never wanted anyone before. It's terrifying.
A soft whimper escapes Tom as the kiss ends, so Cin kisses him again quickly and then climbs on top of him.
"I could fuck you all day." Cin smiles slowly. That's a lot easier to think about.
"I… would probably need a nap. Several naps, even. But I like the idea." Tom rubs the back of his neck. "Can I say something without sounding judgmental?"
"You can probably say something , but whether what you're about to say is going to sound judgmental, I have no idea."
"Well, firstly, it really is a turn-on that you're such a smartass. Secondly, you talk about a lot of people you've dated."
"And you're wondering where I find the time?" Cin keeps his tone light, but he can see where this conversation is headed and he's not sure he's ready for it. Tom obviously can't , though, or he wouldn't need to bring it up.
"Kinda, yeah. You're only twenty, but you seem like you've done so much."
"I didn't date any of them especially long." Cin tries to seem nonchalant. It's harder than he might have imagined when all he wants to do is tell Tom that this is his longest relationship by a good few months and also the one he's enjoyed most.
"Oh. I guess that makes sense." Tom smiles shyly. "Does that mean you kinda like me?"
"I feel like we've established that I like you very much. More than once." Cin ducks his head to kiss Tom again. "I'm hoping this won't all fall apart after the summer. I would actually miss you, and that's not true of very many people."
"I'm honored." Tom chuckles. "I don't want this to fall apart, either. I'm enjoying your company way too much."
"Then we won't let it." Cin stretches himself out over Tom's body, lying down on top of him and yawning widely as he does. "And I might have to sit in your lap tomorrow."
"Any time," Tom murmurs.
*~*~*
"Hold still." Cin taps Tom's knee with his pencil. "Go back to sleep."
"What're you doing?" Tom obeys the command and stays still.
"Drawing you." Cin's wanted to draw Tom from a live model since he first handed him a cup of coffee. He's just never had a chance and a sketchbook at the same time.
"Is this a naked drawing?"
"Are you naked?"
"Well, yeah."
"Then it's probably a naked drawing," Cin responds, without looking up.
"I'm not sure I want naked drawings of me out there in the wild."
"You might want to avoid looking on the internet, in that case. I am not the first person to make a detailed study of your ass."
"Yours is the most accurate, though. I can say for sure that no one else has ever drawn my ass from a live model." Tom turns his head and grins, and Cin likes the look on him too much to scold him for moving.
"I called you interesting before. I meant beautiful," Cin tells him.
"You're not getting all emotional on me, are you?"
"I'm an artist, asshole. Emotional is what I do." Cin reaches out to trace Tom's crow's feet. "I'm calling this series of drawings Fucked Out , just so you know. I was thinking of a twenty-foot canvas. To really capture you."
"I'm gonna assume you're joking and
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