His dress (AnsonCharles)

No more friends with benefits

Charles's POV

I know we're watching an action movie, but we still end up leaning on each other and cuddling when we run out of snacks. Slowly but surely this looks more like a date and less like a one night stand.

My right arm is aroumd his shoulders as he hugs my chest. With my left hand I'm gently caressing his upper arm. I look at his face and am surprised to find out he's been staring at me rather than the TV, but he immediatelly looks away. So that's how we'll play this? Ok...

Anson's POV

Shit he caught me looking at him! Why do I even do that so often lately? And why do I let myself get so touchy with him?

I don't have the time to think about it since he surprises me with a kiss on top of my head. I freeze. What the hell? Why would he do that?

Well if I truly think about it, it kind of feels like we're dating at ghe moment, so sure, he got carried away.

I feel his right hand move slowly from my shoulder down to my waist where it stops. He pulls me even closer. I wonder what he's doing...

Charles's POV

Time for the next move. My left hand stops caressing him and finds his right hand. I hold it and look at his face. He's looking at me all confused just as I predicted. Great.

I don't say a thing nor change my facial expression. I just kiss him. Not lustfully and not harshly. It's a gentle kiss, the way he kissed me last time.

I thought he was going to resist me or something but he soon stops being confused and kisses me back. We turn more towards each other and let go of each other's hand. Our now free hands travel to the other's face, cupping it and pulling it closer.

Now I use both my arms to pull him closer so he moves to sit on my lap. His both hands are fixated on my face and we deepen the kiss. But there's still nothing sexual about it and I think we both feel this is different.

Anson's POV

Oh no, what have I done? We pull apart and I put my head on his shouled, my legs around his waist. We stay like that in silence, hugging. But my thoughts are running wild.

What am I doing? He's a man, I can't be kissing and hugging him like that. But I fucked him tho? Why is this so hard and confusing??

I sigh then get up abruptly. "I'm sorry, I can't do this. I gotta go home." I walk towards the door to put on my shoes and leave but he comes to stop me. "Don't go. It's the middle of the night so I can't let you walk home alone. Just sleep in my bed and leave in the morning? I'll sleep on the sofa so I don't bother you."

And now he thinks he's a bother? Great! I messed up. "Sure," I nod shortly and he walks me to his room.

Charles's POV

I want to go and leave him alone but I can't. I see something's wrong and I can't just let him deal with it on his own...

"Something you wanna say?" He asks after I awkwardly stand by his bed. "Well... I was wondering if maybe ylu could talk to me. You know, tell me what's wrong?" He sighs and signals me to sit on the other end of the bed. I do so. He starts talking.

"I'm just lost. This,.. this, 'thing' between us is getting out of control. I'm not sure I like you enough to actually date you - which is where we seem to be heading. But I also can't just be horny and fuck you, cause it never ends at just that. So I really don't know what to make of this..."

He really looks troubled so I push all my thought, doubts and mostly (hurt) feeling aside to try and comfort him: "There's no need to overthink. We can just do whatever you want to do, no official tittles, no strings attached, no heavy talks about emotions. We just... hava fun together."

Anson's POV

He smiles at me which quite literally melts my heart. He's so sweet and considerate. I can see it in his eyes that what he's saying, isn't coming from his heart. Well, even if it is, his own words are hurting him. I feel a sudden urge to hug him, but stop myself from doing so.

"I don't think I cam do that..." His smile fades and now he just looks straight up sad. "Oh, okay." He tilts his head downwards and I reach my hand to hold it up, so I can look in his eyes.

"Tell me something. How do you feel about me?" He looks confused and a bit shy. The he looks away and quietly says: "Well, I like you. A lot. And I want us to be together someday. If possible." He's still avoiding my eyes.

"Look at me," I whisper and he does so. Still confused.
I cup his face with both my hands and pull him closer. I kiss him first, then a tight hug follows. "I like you too," I say to his ear snd feel him hug me back. Then he suddenly pulls away.

Charles's POV

"But you just said, a minute ago, that you don't? I'm lost..." He smiles and his face turns red while he explains: "Well, I said I don't know... But just now, when I saw how sad you were while saying things you didn't truly mean. I saw it in your eyes that it was killing you. In that moment I realised I don't ever want to be responsible for your pain. And I don't ever want to see you get hurt either."

I hug him the moment after he's done talking and make sure to squeeze him real hard. He hugs me back and burries his head into my shoulder. I think he's crying, but I'm not sure. Why would he even cry tho? Doesn't matter. I hold him close and use one hand to gently stroke his hair. One of his hands is on the back of my neck and I feel he's shaking lightly. A bit later I'll ask him about it. But not now, now I just try to hug him as tightly as possible.

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This story is taking a slight turn, since I don't want it to end up 80% smut☺
(Mostly because I don't think I'm particularly good at writing it😅)
But if you guys want that, let me know and I'll make sure to take that into consideration when writting new chapters😊 (some of which will most likely be smutty again...😬)