Talk To Me

29. Are we dating?

"So, what do you call yourself now? Bisexual?" Kind asked, lying comfortably in bed the next morning, still basking in the warmth of Wale's embrace. Wale, of course, refused to let him go, his arm securely wrapped around Kind's waist. Every time Kind attempted to move, Wale tightened his hold, stubborn as ever.

"I don't believe I am," Wale mused, tracing his fingers gently across Kind's skin. "In my mind, I still think I only find women attractive... but you, K Bunny, you're the exception."

Kind scowled at the name. "How long are you going to keep calling me that? We're not children anymore. And secondly, I'm not a woman, as you've reminded me multiple times with your constant... enthusiasm." He sighed, knowing he needed to say more. "You really need to think about your sexual orientation. I'll never be a woman, Wale."

Kind had experienced this before—being used as an "experiment" by men trying to figure out their sexuality, unsure if they truly desired men or not. It was one of the things he despised most. The worst experience had been dating a man for months, only to find out the guy was married with a family. The betrayal had devastated him. He remembered seeing that man on a picnic with his wife and children, pretending to live a perfect life, while Kind had been left heartbroken.

Wale interrupted his thoughts. "I thought we made a deal—equivalent exchange, remember? Besides, I feel like I'm the one who spilled your secret, so you still owe me one of your juiciest secrets," Wale teased, tapping Kind's nose playfully.

"I have no secrets left for you," Kind replied, rolling his eyes. "Just call me K or Bunny, but not both. The way you say it makes me uncomfortable. I'm going to think of you every time Uncle Frank calls me Bunny, and that's a nightmare I don't need."

Wale grinned mischievously. "Oh, but that's the point. If I keep calling you K Bunny, you'll remember me every time, and I'll live rent-free in your head."

Kind noticed a flicker of sadness in Wale's expression and asked, "What's on your mind?"

Wale hesitated for a moment before speaking, his voice softer. "I'm curious... are we dating now?"

The question startled Kind, sending him sitting upright in bed. He hadn't thought about that yet. The past two days had been a whirlwind of intimacy—cuddling, making love, being close in a way he'd never imagined. But dating? He hadn't considered the implications of that. Wale was expecting a child with Cherry. And then there was Todo, the man who had been nothing but understanding, kind, and supportive, even allowing Kind to come here knowing what might happen. Kind cared deeply for Todo, but he also knew his heart had always belonged to Wale.

"I still have feelings for Todo," Kind admitted, his voice heavy. "Even though my feelings for you are stronger, I'd rather be with someone who is sure of themselves. I've been down this road before, Wale—being with a guy who's still drawn to women. I can't go through that again." He turned away, feeling a pang of self-pity. "Being gay means giving up certain things... things women can offer, like the possibility of having a family. You have to be sure of yourself to take this path."

Kind returned his gaze to Wale, his expression serious. "I watched you love someone else for years, until I became numb to the idea of being in love. And now, even though we've shared all this... I'm scared. If there was another version of me out there—a woman—you'd leave me for her in a heartbeat, wouldn't you?"

A long silence filled the room after Kind's words. Wale eventually broke it with a wry smile. "So, this is what rejection feels like?" He laughed lightly, though his eyes betrayed the hurt beneath. "I've never been rejected before... and it feels like I'm being stabbed, over and over."

Wale's hand slid down under the covers, grabbing hold of Kind's member, making him quiver in response. Wale moved on top of him, his breath warm against Kind's neck. "I don't accept your rejection, K Bunny. You'll have to come up with a better excuse than that."

Kind tried to resist, but Wale was relentless, kissing his neck, his shoulder, his back. His hand worked Kind with slow, deliberate strokes, sending waves of pleasure through him, despite his protests. "Stop," Kind gasped, trying to maintain control. "I don't... have the strength... to do this anymore..."

But Wale ignored his pleas, his hand moving faster. Kind's breathing became ragged, his body trembling under Wale's touch. He was on the verge of release when Wale suddenly tightened his grip, halting him.

"No," Wale whispered, his voice firm. "Not yet, Bunny. I won't let you finish until you agree to date me."

Kind groaned, his body straining against Wale's hold. "Let go," he begged, his voice laced with desperation. "It hurts... you dummy."

Wale continued kissing him, his touch sending shivers down Kind's spine. He could feel Kind trembling, torn between pleasure and frustration. Just as Kind was about to reach his climax again, Wale stopped, holding him back.

"I won't let you cum until you agree," Wale repeated, his voice filled with determination. "Say yes, K Bunny, and we can both finish this."

Kind looked up at Wale, his eyes wide with desire and frustration. "Let me finish... please," he whispered, kissing Wale deeply, pulling him closer.

Wale, caught off guard by the kiss, felt his resolve weaken. Kind's lips, his touch, everything about him was driving Wale wild with lust. He deepened the kiss, unable to resist, but he still held back, waiting for Kind's answer.

Breaking the kiss, Wale smiled down at Kind, his voice heavy with longing. "So, are you going to date me, my dear Bunny?"

Kind's heart was racing. "I love you, Wale," he admitted, his voice soft but full of emotion. "I've always loved you."

Those words broke something inside Wale, tearing down the last of his barriers. He lifted Kind into his arms, his body trembling with desire and relief. This was what he had wanted all along—to hear Kind say those words, to feel his love.

Wale moved slowly, reverently, as if he were afraid to break the moment. He wanted to give Kind everything, to show him how much he meant to him. As they moved together, Wale's heart felt like it might burst.

"I won't let you go," Wale whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "Even if you hate me for it, K Bunny, I won't let you go."

He didn't know if Kind heard him, but it didn't matter. They were both lost in the moment, consumed by their passion. When they finally found release, it felt like a dam had broken, leaving them both breathless and spent.

Wale lay beside Kind afterward, brushing a finger across his lips as he slept. He regretted not telling Kind how he felt sooner. If only he had been braver, perhaps Kind wouldn't have met Todo, and they wouldn't be in this complicated situation.

But now, it didn't matter. Wale was determined. He had finally confessed his love, and he wasn't going to let anything come between them.