One always remembers their firsts.
The first crush, the first kiss and the first-time sex.
What about the first heartbreak?
When all the firsts are centred around one person is it easy to erase them from the memories?
That's why it hurts so much to...
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~ Past ~
"I don't want another heartbreak
I don't need another turn to cry, no
I don't want to learn the hard way
Baby, hello, oh, no, goodbye
But you got me like a rocket
Shooting straight across the sky
It's the way you love me
It's a feeling like this
It's centrifugal motion
It's perpetual bliss
It's that pivotal moment
It's, ah, impossible
This kiss, this kiss, unstoppable
This kiss, this kiss"
(This Kiss by Faith Hill)
Mile had kissed a lot of people.
But kissing Apo was something else. His mouth tasted amazingly fresh and sweet he didn't know how that was possible. The more he licked into the soft insides, touching on the perfect teeth and tasting him deeper, the more addicted he got.
"Mmm..." Apo made little noises at the back of his throat which went straight to his groin.
That was another thing. At twenty one he didn't get worked up by mere kisses. Even last night, he was turned on just by having Apo close to him. He was intrigued and baffled at the same time.
What made this young man different from all the other people he's had in his life.
He was gradually losing control like a teenager, he wanted to throw Apo on the bed and crush him with his whole body. But he tried to keep in mind that Apo was still recovering from a hangover and needed something to eat and some meds.
With a herculean effort, Mile wrenched his mouth away from Apo, the other made a whiny protest.
Apo looked so wrecked, eyes heavy with arousal, lips swollen and red, cheeks attractively flushed. He had this just fucked look, Mile wanted to eagerly find out what he would look after the actual act. His gut twisted with want at the image.
"Why did you stop?" Apo complained.
Mile had to chuckle.
"At least let me buy you dinner before we go further."
"Like a date?" Apo tilted his head, interested.
"Yes, like a date." Mile gently bumped his forehead against Apo's. "But first, you need to eat something and take the meds I brought." He tenderly removed Apo's arms from his shoulder and got up from the bed.
