A Vulnerable Mess. Boyxboy

twelve- ' clusmy kisses '

Shit l, I don't remember what I named my main character. I'm just going to call him angel.

Angel leaned in and placed his soft lips on mines. I was shocked but that emotion was quickly replaced with a light feeling. Angel had created a clusmy kiss.

' Cute.' I thought to myself. I tugged on his shirt and took control of the kiss. I couldn't help but press myself against all of him as my tongue devored him. His eyes seemed to sparkle even more and his face was flushed beyond humanly possible.

His body was warm and comforting. His lips were sweet and soft. His intoxicating and arousing scent was becoming more dangerous by the second.

He was the first to pull back for air. His body still trembling as he sat there fazed.

" It feels... good. " He managed to whisper out between breaths.
My heart seemed to brust in my chest. That did something to me. I pulled him back and kissed him again. Feeling myself lose a little control.

He moaned against my lips as I deepend the kiss, slowly trying to make it last forever. The need to mark him overtaking me but I settled for hickeys on his neck.

His body was sententive, which made leaving marks easy for me. I wanted everyone to see he belonged to me. He bit his lip to keep his voice in which made me tease him. I started leaving trails of hickies as I went lower on his neck.

The shirt I'd given him to wear was too big for him so it exposed his chest. I marked him there and his head jerked back.

I looked up and stared into his eyes. His sparkling eyes. " Don't hide you're voice." I demanded and he just stared at me, looking dazed before nodding.

"I didn't hear you." I teased. "Ye-es, Master." He said and it made my heart flutter to hear him call me that. But I was still a bit concerned.

" Are you still thinking about having a master/slave relationship with me?" I questioned referring to bdsm.

" I... know you said I'm not one. Because I have limits and would
go beyond my limits just to make my master happy. I know i
won't really take care of myself." He whispered and I stopped in my tracks.

" It's just that. I don't think I'll feel complete if I don't do that." He admitted and I realized what he was trying to say. He was doing it because he wanted to have a purpose.

I smirked and stared into his eyes. Noticing how his breath
had shortened, indicating he was nervous.

"Honestly I felt the same way deep down, I want someone who can fully depend on me. A person to protect and call mines. " I admitted, still staring into his eyes.

" So... master?" His eyes lit up as he asked the question. I knew he was trying to ask if I would be his master. There wasn't a single part of me that wanted to say no.

I smirked again, something I couldn't help but do whenever I was with him. The thought of us not being mates, couldn't be possibe.

There was no way, I was made for anyone else. He was the only person I'd ever been attracted to. The only person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. The question was eating me up. ' Why do we feel things for each other, that only soulmates are capable of feeling? '

It honestly worried me , what if he was someone else's mate. Even the thought made me shudder. I decided to ignore my thoughts and kiss him hard.

After that, we laid down on the bed and he snuggled into my chest. We weren't tired we just wanted to be in each other's arms.

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Omfg when I started writing chapter. Everything I wrote felt wrong so I tried again and but this literally has my whole heart.

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