Fallen for you

Chapter 27

🔞 slight smut ahead may contain explicit content you can skip if you are not comfortable.
 
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Tharn buried his face on Types tummy while Type stroked Tharn's hair. Tharn told Type about what happened earlier, That he wasn't the one who initiate it and that it was a misunderstanding. Tharn placed his hand inside Type's shirt caressing his skin.The closeness of Tharn to Types body and the way he touches Types bare back caused Type to hug Tharn's neck to push it deeper.

Tharn lift the younger's shirt and planted little kisses to his expose skin. The sensation makes Type skin to heat up.

Tharn's lips started to move upwards. The way Type reacts to his touch and the smooth feeling of Type's skin make his breath hitch and the heat spreading under his skin. Type's tender hug and the feeling of Type's trembling skin and how he hold back his moan is building up pleasure to Tharn.

Type respond to the touches his hips twitching while he held unto Tharn's neck more. Tharn freed his one hand and slowly slip his hand inside Type's waist band. He pulled it down a little just enough to expose and freed Type's member. He stroke the shaft up and down slowly as his other hand held unto his waist. Type arched his back at the sensation, his hand grips the edge of the table. Tharn repeated the motion as excitement build up inside his pants.

Tharn brought his lips to Type's nipples and suck on it, he nibbled on Type's bud swirling his tongue around it making Type hitch his breath. Type was intoxicated with how good it felt, His moan turns louder as he drown on how good Tharn pleases his body. Their misunderstanding soon forgotten as they bask in the comfort of each other. The feeling of pleasure easily replaced the horrible feelings and chase away the hurt that they felt replacing them with feeling of love and need.

Grunting a bit Tharn stood up and pushed Type backwards, making him lie on the table. Hovering on top of Type he admire Type's hazy eyes and drunken expression. He stroke his face gently with his right hand. Type bit his lips as he tilt his pelvis. While Tharn's other hand continued to stroke Type's hard cock.

" Ahhh Type, you have no idea how sexy you look right now" Tharn whispered as he stroked Type's shaft repeatedly

Type placed his hand around Tharns neck gripping it tightly. His slender legs was now wrapped around Tharn's waist pressing Tharn's hardness near his entrance. Type slowly grind his hips to feel Tharn's arousal giving ache between their thighs. The fabric of their clothes separating them wasn't enough to stop them to feel each others lust.

"Fuck Type... I can't control it anymorel" he groaned

Type looked at him with his needy eyes that is full of lust "And who told you to control it?" The younger replied seducing the older.

Type pulled Tharn closer to him making their lips touched. They continue to nibble each other's mouth with timid sucking and tongue teasing here and there.

Tharn pushed his body further trapping Type with his body as the kisses turned into a full blown kiss. The teasing and timid kisses turned into a deep passionate one. massaging their tongues together, sucking on the tongue.

The atmosphere started to heat up as clothes started to peeled off from their body one by one. The fainted moan started to get louder, wet noises and slapping sound of the skin echoes in the room accompanied by the pungent smell of sex as two body got lost in pleasure.

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The following days went by with Tharn and Type meeting at the abandoned garage every chance they could get. Mostly after Type's shift they would spend their time together. Cuddling, talking about how their day went. Watching a movie until it turned into them watching each other wright in pleasure as they climaxes. This place has been their refuge. A space of their own away from the outside world, away from all the complications that they will have to face.