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Chapter Eight (8)

Blake's p.o.v

"This is my room..." Benny blushed as he scattered around to quickly place, misplaced objects and clothes scattered on the floor. He grabbed my hand, and pulled me over to his bed, sitting on it beside me.

"I don't think your dad would enjoy this much closed distance between us." I chuckled, bouncing on the bed momentarily before flinging myself back and up against his pillows.

Blushing, he rushed up and shut the door until there was barely a crack. "There..." He said, climbing on his bed to join me.

We laid in his bed quietly, neither of us talking, our eyes just passing around his room. He was either really excited I was up here, or really nervous.

Otherwise his room was really nice, it was a baby blue, with a single white window and other white objects around the room, it seemed fairly placed, but all the objects, I would say, a day new, I could even smell the paint on the walls.

"I'm glad I got you a white rosé, and not red." I chuckled, more to myself than him.

"Yah... My parents got a splurge of money and redecorated my room for me."

"Baby blue," I teased, poking at his nose.

Swatting at my hand, he rolled his eyes, "Shut up." He moved down so he could lay his head on my shoulder.

"The rose stands out beautifully though." It was the only thing on the top of the three tiered bookshelf.

"Yah," he agreed with a sigh, his body slumping as my hand started to rub circles on his back, "Have to admit it's my favourite part of the new decoration."

"I feel like I'm corrupting your innocence by just being in your room." I admitted, it had a very clean cut, and odd purity in it. A place I should not even be near, and now that I'm thinking about it, I cannot help but feel... Rather iffy.

Smiling, he placed his lips on my chest, "That's good, I need that corruption."

My eyebrows shot up immediately, his eyes peaked up at me from under his lashes, and his fingers mindlessly, or so I hoped, rubbing circles on my chest. But other than my odd feelings, I have to admit. I did rather enjoy the way Benny looked around white.

It seemed to lighten his blond hair more, which brought out his eyes magnificently even more. Than his soft luscious skin that just begged to be touched. He looked pure, just gorgeous the way he makes the sheets looks one hundred times better.

"Just letting you know, I'm two seconds away from kissing you right now."

Smiling, he moved up himself, a hand on my chest, and one of his legs softly placed between mine, but pressing up against a dangerous organ I wanted to introduce to his Grand Canyon.

His lips pursed to mine, and all I could do was smile. It was just a small simple kiss, but it was driving Benny insane, and it made me feel absolutely wonderful. I loved how his body was reacting, the feeling of him slowly, and timidly rubbing his crotch against the side of my leg, and I'm not going to lie, I had a rise in the front of my pants too.

"Sorry," Benny gasped as he pulled away, "Oh my gosh," he blushed, pulling away.

"Benny," I mumbled, he was going to try and run away again, "I don't care your erection is pressing up against my leg." The tips of his ears grew warm, "Im your boyfriends, sooner or later we are going to evolve in our relationship, and I'm going to see you naked soon." I told him truthfully,my mouth closing as it was about to open again, as a tear rolled down Benny's cheek.

"Sorry," He whispered, reaching up quickly to grab it.

"What did I say?" I chuckled, somehow amused by his random tear, where did it even come from? And just one?