Not The Average Couple

**Le Time Skip**

**warning** Slightly mature content, you have been warned.
Again, Dylin goes by they/them/their pronouns, for anyone who was confused. Enjoy!!!

Dylin's POV
Cain and I have been together for about six months, and I am a mess. I have feels for this boy, but I do not wanna make him uncomfortable. And when I said feelings, I mean....feelings. Like...Down....there...type of feelings.
Does he feel the same?
Would he even be comfortable?
GAH!
Just ask him, you poo.
I nodded to myself, and got out my phone.
(Texts with Cain.)
D; Hey, Cain? Can you come over? I wanna ask you something...in person, though.
C; Of course, baby. I'll have my father give me a ride.
D; Okay, see you soon. I love you.
C; I love you too.
(Cain gets there.)
**
I looked towords the door as I heard a few knocks. I sigh, getting up and trudging to the front entrance, and opening the door. My mood instantly brightened as I took in the small boy in front of me. My Cain. I leaped to him, holding in my grasp. He giggled and hugged me back. Keep in mind, I am around 5' 11" where as Cain is probably 5' 2". Can you say, adora-freaking-ble.
"So, um, what did you need to ask me?" He mumbled, the words muffled because of his face currently being burried in my torso.
"Hmmm...maybe we could go inside first, no?" I questioned lightly, laughing at the faint blush that spread across Cain's dimpled cheeks.
He nodded quickly and pulled me into my own house.

***
After shutting the door, I pulled Cain into my room, AKA the basement. We sat on my bed, and I blushed at what I was about to ask.
You got this, Dylin.
***
Cain's POV
I could tell something was bothering Dylin, as their eyes kept wondering from my face to their lap.
"Dylin, spit it out." I whispered.
"Uhm...Cain? Would you ever...feel comfortable...doing the do...with me?" He said slowly...and I swear. My heart stopped. I smiled, and nodded slightly. I felt heat rise in my cheeks, and I rubbed the back of my head, awkwardly.
"I, uh....have never felt that way. With anyone." I said truthfully. And the happiness on Dylin's face made me lean in and capture their soft lips with my own. Our lips moved in sync, and every other noise seemed to fade out aside from our breathing. I gently brought my hand up to cup the back of Dylin's neck, and started to play with the tiny hairs at the nape of their neck. I felt Dylin's hand wrap around my hips, and they gently pulled me onto their lap. My body reacted on it's own record, grinding my hips into theirs. They let out a soft moan, and my every cell seemed to be electrified. I pulled back and began to kiss down Dylin's neck, finding their soft spot with ease, and sucking on it with increasing pressure. I felt them let their head fall back as a gasp left their mouth, followed by a moan. After a few minutes of this, I pulled back to admire my work. I smiled as I saw a hickey starting to form on Dylin's smooth skin. As they slowly calmed down, I felt something against my stomach. I looked down, and giggled to see a Mini-Dylin, being confined by their shorts. I looked up to see a very red, very embarrassed looking Dylin.
"I'm s-sorry..." They began, but I stopped them by starting to remove their shorts. They started to talk, but I shushed them by bringing a finger to their lips, and then I moved my hand inside of Dylin's boxers and began to touch their hard on. I looked at the reaction upon their face, and it aroused me. Their head was tipped back slightly, their lips parted. Dylin's breating increased as I sped up, and soon Dylin was trying to get my hand out of the way, but I kept going. They came all over my hand, it dripping down my finger tips. I pulled my hand back, and slowly began to lick the sticky substance off of my fingers, while keeping eye contact with the panting person in front of me.
"Ughhh, you are so fucking sexy." They groaned, and I giggled, and kissed them on the lips.
I am glad I came over so quickly.