Soul Tied [Neteyam x Aonung]

Oh Fuck

TW
SMUT

Right before they got to the clearing, Neteyam pushed Aonung gently behind a tree.

Aonungs eyes widened, he didn't expect the boy to do that.

Neteyam leaned up, planting a small and soft kiss on Aonungs lips.

"What are you doing my love?" Aonung smiled questioning.

"What? I can't kiss my boyfriend?" Neteyam smirked pulling back.

"No no" Aonung said leaning back in to kiss Neteyam "I'm meaning why are you kissing me here and not over there" he asked

"Because I couldn't wait" Neteyam said blushing slightly.

"Couldn't wait for what" Aonung smirked

"Close your eyes my love" Neteyam giggled, turning Aonung around and placing his hands over his eyes.

"Okay" Aonung giggled.

Neteyams smile stretched from ear to ear, as he walked Aonung out from behind the tree, over to the clearing.

Aonungs feet hit the grass, and his body shivered from the cold.

Neteyam removed his hands from the boys eyes slowly.

"Open your eyes my love" Netayam whispered in his ear.

Aonung shivered again before complying.

He opened his eyes to see an entire bed of beautiful purple flowers.

His jaw dropped in awe.

"Teyam" he giggled "why are you so good at this stuff?" He added turning around to kiss Neteyams lips softly.

"Because you're pretty special to me" Netayam giggled returning the kiss.

"Just special?" Aonung asked, tilting his head to the side in question.

"I love you Nung, I don't know what I'd do without you" Neteyam blushed

"Teyam you are my world, I don't know what I would do either" Aonung blushed, grabbing the boys waist gently pulling him closer.

"And you deserve the world" Neteyam smirked, grabbing behind the boys neck, gently pulling his head down to his own lips

Aonung happily complied, hugging the boy tightly around the waist, kissing him roughly.

Aonung led Neteyam down to the ground, until his back laid on the soft grass.

Neteyams necklace got removed during the make out, and Aonung quickly latched his lips onto the boys neck.

He then began kissing down the boys neck to his chest.

Neteyam loved every second of it, but he wasn't about to forget what he was doing.

Aonung sat up moving his hands to Neteyams loincloth, pausing.

"Can I?" He asked, his finger hooked around the boys loincloth.