Lover Boys / Disventure camp, James x Aiden /

Strawberries and Cream

"Baby..." Aiden heard faintly, calling to him as it was one of the many nicknames gifted to him by his one and only love. He tossed and turn in the huge king-sized bed, not wanting to be awakened from how peaceful at ease he felt. Sleeping was one of Aiden's favorite things to do. It was usually the only break he got from the insufferable game that people call "life", the only other break he got from existing, with all of his horrible thoughts and insecurities he had about being trans, all the over thinking his brain had endured, the only other break was when James would hold him in his arms.

"My beautiful boy, please wake up for me, hm?" Aiden was once again, snapped out of his tired state of being. He tiredly sat up rather slowly, the blanket still covering half of his body, his fluffy soft hair was a jumble mess, his eyes squinting at how bright and not fun the lit up, sunny room was, greeting him to this new day.

"Huh...?" Aiden grumbled, causing James, who was hovering above him, gently stroking Aiden's hand, to let out a chuckle from his deep voice.

James smiled at how small and innocent Aiden look in the bed of their resort, he was excited to wake up to this every morning from now on. "God, you're so cute." James said and grabbed Aiden in a tight but warm embrace. He placed soft and gentle kisses all over Aiden face, making sure to not miss one spot. "Words cannot begin to describe how perfect you are. How did I manage to find and pull such a majestic creature." James whispered in Aiden's was softly, placing more gentle kisses on the tips of his ears that caused Aiden to shiver down his spine.

Aiden bit his lips, his eyes were not longer heavy, instead they were looking up at James, pleading with a doughy glisten. It was pleading, as if he were a puppy sitting in-front of its owner. "James...?" Aiden breathed out, feeling a sudden heat rise in his abdomen.

"Yes, my pup?" James questioned. "What's wrong, my dear?"

"I'm horny." Aiden breathed out blatantly. He was no longer ashamed to say or admit when he wanted James. After all they have been through, all their experiences, Aiden knew that he had nothing to be ashamed or insecure of. James love him, regardless of what was in his pants, what he was born as, how he looked, James only saw something beautiful.

Although in Aiden eyes, he, himself, was far from perfect. The scars on his wrist, on his thighs, Aiden thought it made him ugly. He thought because of his genatela, he was hideous, a freak, absolutely disgusting. But in James's eyes, Aiden's body was perfect, Aiden scars were a perfectly drawn painting of all the hardships and struggling Aiden had to endure daily. Yet he was still alive. It was truly magnificent. To James, Aiden was beauty itself. It hurt him knowing how badly Aiden treats and thinks of himself.

Although either of them were considered each other types, a popular jock in school who grew up to be a popular influencer. An emo transgender kid, whom didn't have many friends and was kind of a loner, one he grew up in a bad environment that made him have such a low self-esteem. It was a odd pair, but yet so beautiful together. Anyone could feel the love they had for each other. They completed together.

"You're what?" James was thrown back from Aiden pure honesty and the fact that this was the first time that Aiden seem to be the one to get horny first. It was usually always James who was in the mood to have sex.

"I want to do it. Right now." Aiden said, still looking up at James for his approval.

Although James would want nothing more than to flip Aiden around and strip him down, and rearrange his insides, railing him all day, James had already made plans for today, and expensive ones at that.

"A- I ... Sorry I'm just... taken back by this. You've never had been the one to get turn on first."

"I get horny a lot. I just get too shy to tell you." Aiden admitted shamelessly.