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A collection of Pur y Bay One-Shots, some of which are continuations of each other. I can publish NSFW, beautiful moments between characters or eve...
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Pur and Bay had always had a connection that ran deeper than most people could understand. Despite the ups and downs, they found themselves drawn back to each other, time and time again. Tonight, Pur was determined to remind Bay of that bond.
The night was quiet, with only the distant hum of the city outside as they sat in Pur’s living room. Bay had come over after work, tired and stressed, and Pur could see the weight on his shoulders. He wanted to ease Bay’s mind, to remind him of the passion they once had.
Pur walked over to the speaker and, with a small smile, played "Say My Name" by David Guetta. As the beat pulsed through the room, he turned back to Bay, who looked up at him with a mix of curiosity and exhaustion.
“Dance with me,” Pur said softly, extending his hand.
Bay hesitated for a moment but then took Pur’s hand, allowing himself to be pulled up from the couch. As they moved to the center of the room, Pur wrapped his arms around Bay, holding him close. The music filled the space around them, the lyrics echoing their complicated history.
Say my name, say my name If you love me, let me hear you
Pur whispered the lyrics into Bay’s ear, his voice barely audible over the music. Bay shivered slightly, his breath hitching as Pur’s words brought back memories of their past.
“Do you still love me, Bay?” Pur asked, his voice filled with vulnerability.
Bay looked into Pur’s eyes, searching for the right words. “I never stopped,” he admitted, his voice trembling. “But things are different now, Pur. We have responsibilities… Bucky…”
Pur nodded, his heart aching at the mention of their son. “I know. But I also know that we can’t keep living like this, pretending we don’t still feel something for each other.”
The song continued to play, the lyrics driving the intensity of the moment. Pur’s hand slid up to Bay’s neck, his thumb brushing against his skin as he leaned in closer. “Say my name, Bay. Just this once, let me know you still want me.”
Bay’s resolve crumbled under Pur’s touch, and he closed his eyes, letting the music guide him. “Pur,” he whispered, his voice barely more than a breath.
Pur’s heart skipped a beat, hearing Bay say his name like that, with so much emotion behind it. He pulled Bay closer, their bodies pressed together as they moved in sync with the music.
“Let’s stop pretending,” Pur said, his voice firm. “I want you, Bay. I want us. For Bucky… for us. We can make this work.”
Bay opened his eyes, tears glistening as he looked at Pur. “I’m scared, Pur. What if it doesn’t work out again?”
“We’ll make it work,” Pur replied, determination in his voice. “We’ve been through too much to give up now.”
As the song reached its peak, Pur leaned in and kissed Bay, pouring all of his love, his hope, and his desperation into that kiss. Bay responded with equal fervor, the tension and uncertainty melting away as they lost themselves in the moment.
