swords men

think hurting myself for wanting more

Breathing in deep, type woke on his side to then turn a bit to see tharn behind him, snuggled up to him, for type to sign, he then softly moved tharns arm off to then get up to use the bathroom, tharn then took in a deep breathe to go from his side to his back to inhale deeply to turn his head to open his eyes to look to the bathroom.
Relieving himself, type was to the sink to be washing his hands, to keep his head down, he didn't want to look at himself.
After he then dried to go about, to eye up to then stop, he looked about to not see tharn to roll his eyes to then go to gather his things with a bit of attitude.
Type then left to be in a taxi with his head to the window to be lost in thought.
Getting back to his home, he took a very warm shower to then go to his bed to lay to his side to be eyeing at the part he was picking.
Ever since that one day, the two didn't really talk to the other and tharn had become a bit more distant, however they still had sex every day, but if type had to leave like he had to do, then when he got back tharn would be gone, however type started that first.
He then went to his back to place a hand to his forehead.
Next month....... You turn 17. Then the competition. You still haven't found your nanny, things with you and sulina are messed up, still haven't talked to him about what went down in the library, and now you and tharn, there's strive there.
Type signed to place his hands to his eyes to rub to then place his hands to either side of his head to look up.
What am I wanting here? Tharn has told you, he will never love you, is that..... What i want?
Type darted his eyes to roll them to then move the blanket away to get up to get dressed to go and be active, he didn't like to be in his mind.
Punching the bag, his thoughts kept creeping in, he then placed his forehead to the bag to breathe in and deep.
Your just hurting yourself with this line of thinking. It's just sex. I don't believe the whole I am his and he is mine crap. If that was to be the case we would be a couple.
Type flexed his jaw has anger started to come about for him to move back to start to really punch.
We can't be anything! We are in rival gangs! This is sex! Nothing more then that! This might all just be an act so when we turn 18 he can kill you! Need to keep your guard up! Don't let him in your heart! Do you want to end up like your mother! Huh! Tharn is right, love destroys you! You are fucking yourself up right now!
Type started to get teary to smack the bag once more to then turn to take off the gloves to place a hand to his mouth to shake his head.
I'm getting weak....... Remember what happened the last time you did so!
Types body shuttered to think about what his father did to his back to then gulp to sign.
He then moved his hand down to then go about to head back to his room, type wanted to be alone.
Going before his door, type was thinking of what to text tharn, he didn't really want to see him today, type really did want to be left alone.
Type signed to then open the door to freeze to part his lips to look inside confused.
"Th......arn? What are you doing here?"
Type looked to his clock, he was really early, before type could question further, he went straight to him to place his hands to his neck to look him over.
"Who did that!"
Type looked to him confused.
"What are you talking about?"
"Your eyes, there red. Was it that boy? Your father!"
Type took in a very deep breathe to place his hands to tharns chest to push him back has type noticed the door was wide open, he then turned to close and locked the door for tharn to re place his hands to his neck to eye over.
"Tell me type!"
Type signed.
Should I tell him it's because of.....
Type shook his head to then move his hands up his wrists to then take them away to eye down.
"Hit the punching bag too hard, came back."
Tharn narrowed his eyes.
"Really despise when you lie."
Type rolled his eyes to look up.
"Tharn. Just drop it"
Type took his hands away to try to go about tharn for him to move back to get right in front.
"Why can't you just tell me? Whoever did this, hurt you, I will collect a head!"
Types lips parted to look over tharn who looked very serious for type to lose it, he step forward to place his hands to his face to crush his mouth to his to then use his body to take them back, tharn rolled his eyes to this act to allow it, the two kissed hard and heavy to the edge of the bed, for type to move back to place his hands to his shirt to start to move it up to then stop to dart his eyes surprised.
Tharn looked over him with parted lips to keep his hands to the bed to move himself just a bit to implore type.
"Type....... Don't stop."
Type gulped and hard to then move his hands down to get up to then head to the bathroom.
"I.......I ..... Need to shower."
Tharn signed to watch him go for type to have placed himself under the warm water to have his clothes on to be looking down confused..
I.......I.... Almost took off my...... I've never ever since I was....... How could I........ How........
Type then turned his head to see the door open to look over a very naked tharn who had stopped for a moment to eye over him sullenly, to then move in, to go to type to rest his body on his to go to his neck to kiss.
Type breathed in deep to then turn in there embrace to wrap his arms about for them to go into a very deep kiss for tharn to help type take his lower clothes off to wisk him up to place him to the glass for them to have very passionate rounds where after no one left and they embrace the other and hard.