Look at me

Part 8

Fiat held still for a second before wrapping his hands around Leo. The familiarity of this washed over him. Leo's arms had always made him feel safe but right now, all Fiat felt was the memory of that feeling but he had stopped associating Leo with security. 

He slowly pulled himself from Leo before being pulled in again.

'Please Fiat, don't move. Give me this minute.', breathed Leo.

Fiat felt a familiar longing tug at him. But there was also a need to push away Leo, a sensation that surprised him. Tonight was a night of surprises for him. 

As Fiat struggled to push Leo away from himself, Leo's grip on him only tightened.

"Ai Leo, let me go. Leo.."

Leo opened up his arms as Fiat stumbled back by the loss of contact.

'What's wrong with you Leo?"

"Don't you know?", said Leo quietly, his eyes carrying a cold fire as he stared at Fiat.

Fiat didn't reply. He did not have it in him to react to that. He just took a deep breath and turned to leave when he felt Leo's hand grab his wrist.

'Fiat did not turn to look at him. 'Let me go Leo'.

'I will. But why won't you talk to me Fiat?'

'Don't you know?'

Leo spun Fiat and pulled him into himself as he grabbed both of his arms.

'Fiat, I can wait for you but please, can you not leave me right now?'

Fiat did not know what to say. He just stared at Leo. Words wouldn't come to him and the things he was feeling, he did not understand them.

'Fiat......'

Fiat pressed his lips against Leo's. He sensed the shock from Leo and followed by him slowly relaxing against Fiat as his arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him close. Fiat's hands were in Leo's hair as he leaned more into the kiss and deepened it. As he felt the touch of Leo's tongue on his lips, he experienced a warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach. They continued kissing for a while before Fiat pulled back, both of them breathless.

'What was that about Fiat?'

Fiat did not answer. He did not quite understand what he had done.

' Just forget it Leo.' he said as he turned to leave.

But Leo was not one to let Fiat go now. His one hand still around Fiat's waist and the other hand clutching his arms, Leo growled,' What do you mean let it go? Talk to me Fiat. Please.'

Fiat took a deep breath and said,' Alright I will. But noyt now. Please, let me go. I will meet you tomorrow.'

Leo hesitated before he eventually released Fiat. 'tomorrow then. It's a date.'