RE: Best Friend's Love (PrincessGumdrop, Church)
Simon was just holding his lover after he came, relaxing and simply thinking that he was affirming what he had just told him. However, when the other pushed him away and stuttered he knew what the other had just said. His eyes widened and he kissed him hard and possessively, holding his face in his hands. When he pulled away a huge smile was on his face "I have my sources" he teased, kissing him again lightly.
He carried Akira into the bedroom and laid down with him, still holding him close, stroking the side of his face with the tips of his fingers, thinking he was just the most perfect thing he had ever seen. His stomach grumbled audibly at him and he laughed softly "do you want to go and get something to eat?" he asked, thinking that since he cooked all the time he wouldn't want to fix something. He wrapped his arms around him, practically giddy, unable to keep from smiling, humming the same tune he had sung in the tub with him, though he changed the tune and sang him another song that was shorter, again in French. He sang softly, his words more of a caress, covering the other with his love.
Simon was just holding his lover after he came, relaxing and simply thinking that he was affirming what he had just told him. However, when the other pushed him away and stuttered he knew what the other had just said. His eyes widened and he kissed him hard and possessively, holding his face in his hands. When he pulled away a huge smile was on his face "I have my sources" he teased, kissing him again lightly.
He carried Akira into the bedroom and laid down with him, still holding him close, stroking the side of his face with the tips of his fingers, thinking he was just the most perfect thing he had ever seen. His stomach grumbled audibly at him and he laughed softly "do you want to go and get something to eat?" he asked, thinking that since he cooked all the time he wouldn't want to fix something. He wrapped his arms around him, practically giddy, unable to keep from smiling, humming the same tune he had sung in the tub with him, though he changed the tune and sang him another song that was shorter, again in French. He sang softly, his words more of a caress, covering the other with his love.