Smut.

Soft Kisses Part 2

"I love you," Eli breathed, "So much."

Jesse smiled, "I love you too."

Jesse looked into Eli's eyes, he could see the love and care he felt for him. The kindness and the warmth.

"So much." He breathed. He led Eli over to the couch, gently easing him down.

He sat down next to him, and kissed him again. Eli felt his heart fluttering and he let his instincts take over.

Jesse slowly started pulling off Eli's shirt, and kissed him along the way. Eli closed his eyes and let him do the rest, savoring the heat of his lips on his skin.

He loved Jesse. He loved him so so much. Jesse's lips trailed up his neck, and Eli let out a soft moan under his breath. It felt so good, so right. He wanted this. He wanted him. He wanted to be with him forever.

This was love. This was the love that he could never explain to anyone else and the one that he never knew could be like this.

Jesse kissed him deeply, and Eli kissed him back passionately. He could feel his soul burning with fire. It was a warm feeling. The feeling that everything would be wonderful and perfect when you shared it with the one you love. He could feel the heat of his skin, the feeling of his heart fluttering. This was right, this was what he wanted.

He slowly started taking off Jesse's shirt, and Jesse did the rest. Eli smiled when the shirt was finally off, and he felt his heart almost stop when he saw Jesse's muscled body.

Jesse was so muscular. Like he was a god, a beautiful god, like he was so perfectly created just for him. It was so perfect, so good."Your body is perfectly shaped." Eli said in a loving tone, "Like you're a god or something."

Jesse's face turned red, but he smiled anyways. Eli just couldn't get over how perfect Jesse was. How perfect he was for him.

Jesse's lips slowly drifted down to his chest, and Eli's heart skipped a beat. It felt so good. So wonderful. His heart was like it was on fire. He felt so loved and cared for, and he wanted to make Jesse feel the same way. They kissed each other again and again, all with different movements, different feels, different levels of affection and love.

Fluttering hands gliding across each other's bodies, making a sweet shine cross the steep hills and dips swaying towards the deep curves.

Eli felt it in his soul. He felt it in his heart, his mind, every single corner of his being he felt it. This was perfect. Nothing could ever compare to this, nothing could ever make him feel this good, feel this full.

The pulsating love he could feel inside him was euphoric. Jesse made his love pour into Eli - in both ways.

He felt a love that he could never put to words, a love that was so beautiful, that he had never thought could exist, that he never thought could make him so happy.