If i were born different. //Salvis//

(19) Take my absence away with pleasure (Nsfw ish pt 2 end of nsfw) absence

(fyi, this isnt really focusing on the nsfw, more so for the plot of this whole ff, i will eventually write in depth nsfw🫶)

Sal's body was warm, and feeling the air made his body shiver. His mind wasnt worried about that, travis's hands made him feel good, so good. A few huffs, slipped sals lips
"Are you sure this is okay?" Travis asked, he was so greatful for sal, either way. Staring at this boy, it made his heart flip. Sal had always been so beautiful to him, and travis loved every peice of sal. All of him, including sals scarred face, and misunderstood mind.
Sal nodded. "Please." Was all he could mutter out. Travis's hands slid off sals boxers, before travis knew it clothes were all on the floor. Travis had lubed himself up as he eased himself into sal.
"Fuck. Look at you, such a mess.." Travis grunted, trying to get himself inside the other. Which made sals back arch, his words disappear, and his nails dig into travis's back. Once travis got into the boy fully, he didnt really move. Waiting for a moment before he really began to.
"Oh fuck..!" Sal bit his lip, grasping onto anything he could. His dick was throbbing, "Look at that. I wish you could see how fucking needy you look for me sal. Such a good boy hm?.." Travis grunted, his thrusts became more apparent. They were a bit harsher, and sloppier. Sals back arched as his mind filled with nothing but the fact that he was being pounded into. And travis had just called him a good boy, and he really fucking liked that.
Sal couldnt help but moan. He felt out of his body, in such a good way. Travis made him feel good, and sal might just get addicted. Travis's pace sped up. And it fufilled the both of them, increasing the pleasure. They were both in a bad place, in need of some sort of distraction. And they were the distraction for eachother. Travis made sal forget about the man in the mask, who shot and killed his mom, who ruined his face and ruined the rest of his life. Sal made travis forget about the man who made his childhood home feel unsafe, who made all the marks along his body. The man who ruined travis's life, and ruined his ability to express himself, without the fear of god.
Sal and travis lay on the same bed, sal laying his head ontop of travis's bare chest. Nothing being said or heard but heavy breaths. They both shared a very sacred part of eachother.
"I really love you, sal." Travis spoke, his voice sounding heavy, and tired. Sal looked up at travis "And i really love you, travis."

The time quickly passed, as the two fell asleep, and day came yet again. Sal wokeup to an empty bed. Which made his stomach sink, Travis left him? After what they had done?

Oh.