Two Outcasts in Love || Tylorpe

Ch 7: The Dance

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Warning: this chapter has sexual content, so don't read it if you're not comfortable. 

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A week goes by, and Tyler is getting used to Nevermore. It helps that he has an amazing boyfriend who holds his hand under the table during class. They've been sleeping in the same bed every night and doing nothing but make out constantly. God, he loves making out with Xavier. In the morning, in bed, against the wall, between classes. Unfortunately, Tyler has been working most afternoons, and even a magical place like Nevermore has homework.

Tyler is finally getting excited about the Rave'N dance. They went shopping yesterday to get white suits. The dance is Yeti-themed, so they suggested everyone wear all white. Although, Xavier still got a black ribbon to use as a tie because he can't help but stand out just a bit.

The dance is tonight, and Xavier goes to the bathroom to get dressed. They've been doing almost everything together, but they've gotten in the habit of changing in separate rooms because seeing each other naked means a lot more to them than it would if they were just strangers in a locker room.

Xavier can barely believe everything that had happened since that day at the Weathervane when Tyler saved him. Now he has an amazing boyfriend, and they are going to the Rav'N dance together. Xavier smiles at himself in the mirror and he steps out of the bathroom.

Xavier freezes in the doorway.

Tyler is in his underwear. He's standing in front of his bed in nothing but white boxer briefs. He is so goddamn sexy that Xavier has to take a second to proccess it.

"Wearing that to the dance?" Xavier asks when he finds his voice.

Tyler looks up and blushes, "It would match the theme," he agrees, but he quickly pulls on his white dress pants and shrugs on his light blus dress shirt. He tries his best ot act casual, but Tyler's hear tis beating fast. How much did Xavier see?

Xavier approaches him slowly, "Do you want to help?" he offers, in what Tyler has come to know as Xavier's trying-to-be sexy voice, which only makes it sexier.

Xavier slides his hands over Tyler's smooth chest with no intent to help him get dressed. Tyler's breath catches in his throat, and his body ignites under Xavier's fingers. Xavier grabs Tyler's hips and pulls him in.

"Xavier," Tyler breathes, his voice low, and his eyes dart from Xavier's piercing green eyes to his parted lips.

Xavier knows this look well. They pull together carefully but kiss hard. Their lips press together and pull apart in a series of firm but slow kisses. Xavier breathes Tyler's name between kisses, "Tyler," he says, his voice barely a whisper.

Waves of heat course through Tyler at the sound of his name. He will never get used to how amazing Xavier's lips feel on his, and he wants more. He kisses faster while still savoring each brush of Xavier's tongue. He wishes he could feel Xavier's chest against his, his whole body, everything. He needs all of Xavier.

But Xavier needs to breathe. He pulls away from the kiss, breathing hard, and his head feels light. Xavier wishes they could keep going, but anxiety pulls at his heart. He's gotten this far, but he's never slept with a guy, and the closer they get, the tighter Xavier's chest gets.

Tyler catches his breath as he comes back to Earth. He clears his throat, "Should we get to the dance?"

"Yeah," Xavier says and smiles softly. They pull apart so Tyler can continue getting dressed.