Learning to Cope

Ch3 Page 1

(TW: Sexual Content)

August:

After dinner, I went back to my room to unpack the few things I have. The boxes didn't even take up all the room in Andrews's small sedan.

I turned on some quiet music while I put my belongings away. Muffin decided to help me layout blankets on the floor. She tried to pounce on every corner. I was never an animal person but this little tuxedo has stolen my heart. "How's it going?" Andrew is leaning on the doorframe to my room. He's so handsome, he has loose pajama pants and a t-shirt on. His hair is a bit messy and he's got an amazing smile. "Pretty good, muffin has been helping me flatten the sheets" I chuckle. "She's very helpful." He leans down and pets her as she leaves the room.

He closes my door quietly. I lay down on my "bed" and pat next to me. Andrew giggles and lays down next to me. "I love you." He whispers. he places his head on my chest. "I love you too." I kiss the top of his head. His hair is so silky.

Andrew pulls himself closer to me and puts his leg over me. I smile and put my arm around him. He's so warm. It'd be a lie if I said I didn't think about him like that but I'm not sure if that's the next step or not. We haven't even started officially calling each other 'boyfriends'. I don't know exactly where we are at this point. I should probably ask, right?

"Andrew?" I croak. "Yeah?" "Are we boyfriends?" I ask. "Do you want to be?" He looks up at me. "Of course, I just don't know if you want to be." I know I wouldn't want to be stuck with me, definitely not romantically. "Of course I do, I love you, boyfriend." He smiles. "I love you too, boyfriend." I chuckle.

We're laying on a couple of blankets on the floor, the ceiling fan is spinning and the music is quietly playing on my phone. It's peaceful. Andrew scoots closer to my face and kisses me gently. His left hand is tangled in my hair. My hand is on the small of his back and the other is on his cheek. He moves his lips to my neck. He kisses my neck gently and slides one hand up my shirt. "Let me know if you want to stop." He whispers.

He finds an ample spot and starts sucking. the motherfucker is gonna give me a hickey? I suppress the ungodly sound my body tries to force out. He pulls away and smirks at me. "That's gonna bruise nicely." I quickly push him onto his back and follow, putting my hands on either side of his face. His eyes get wide and he blushes. "your turn." I smirk. "Let me know if you want me to stop." I whisper in his ear before kissing his neck.

I kiss his neck before his body tenses and he moans. This is the spot. I suck on his neck the same way he did mine. His hands are exploring under my shirt. When I pull away, I can tell it's gonna bruise pretty well. "Y-you're really good at that..." He whispers. I kiss his cheek. "It's gonna be a really noticeable mark." I have a wicked habit of getting cocky when I'm horny. it's not a fun trait to deal with.

I've had sex with men before, but it was never anything like that. That was...intense. I kiss him gently before rolling off of him and laying next to him. We're both breathing pretty hard. "Holy shit." Andrew pants. "a curse word? that's new for you." I chuckle. He glares at me. "You're definitely... not lacking." He whispers.