A Scenic Connection (BoyxBoy)

CHAPTER FORTY FIVE

I laid in bed that night next to Tyce, listening to him breathe softly. My mind seemed to be buzzing with thoughts that I couldn't turn off, but I tried to focus on him; his presence was soothing. I was laying on my back looking at the ceiling but I rolled over onto my left side. Tyce was facing away from me but I snuggled up behind him. I placed my face close to the back of his neck, near his hairline, and took in his scent. No matter what people say, everyone has this natural smell about them; it's unique to them. Tyce had his own and I couldn't get enough of it. I slowly wrapped my arms around him, trying to be careful not to wake him as I let my body relax. He shifted slightly, grabbing my arm with his hand and pulling it against his chest. I looked over his shoulder to see if he was awake or just doing it in his sleep. He didn't stir any further, so I laid my head back against the soft pillows and shut my eyes, a smile spreading on my face as I drifted off to sleep.

It literally felt like maybe 5 minutes later I was waking up again. My eyelids fluttered open, only this time daylight was streaming into the room and Tyce was facing me, a small grin on his face as he looked at me. He gently ran his fingers through my hair and along the side of my face before stroking my cheek softly.

"Morning," He said quietly, staring directly into my eyes.

"Morning," I told him, readjusting my head on the pillow. He leaned closer to me and touched his lips gently to my forehead. I wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled him closer. I could feel his black and grey boxer briefs so I knew he wasn't completely naked. I too had my own undies on: a pair of blue and red striped boxer briefs. I buried my face in his chest, snuggling up to him. His body was radiating warmth and even though I wasn't cold, I still loved the feeling. He ran his fingers up and down slowly on my bare back.

"Do you want some breakfast?" Tyce asked. I shook my head.

"Don't get up yet," I told him, wrapping my arms around him tighter. He chuckled, and I felt the vibrations in his chest.

"I'm not going anywhere," he said sweetly, holding me in his arms and giving me a gentle squeeze. I smiled against his chest. This was something I always loved and always wanted, to just enjoy a quiet morning in bed in the comfort of a sweet man's arms. I sudden warm feeling erupted deep inside me, a bright spark exploding around my body and shooting down to my fingers and toes. I almost felt like pinching myself, thinking that I was only dreaming and not living the actual dream.

"You okay?" Tyce asked, pulling back slightly to look at me. I looked up at him. I moved my hand around from his back to his stomach, slowly running my fingers up his chest. My fingertips brushed lightly through the dark hair on his body as I slowly continued moving them up, over his nipples, before resting them on his shoulders.

"I'm..." I stammered. I didn't want to sound stupid, but I was incredibly nervous. I hoped he wouldn't react badly. I really didn't want to ruin this moment, but I wanted to let him know how I was feeling. The fireworks inside me never ceased, and I just felt so comfortable here in his bed, with him beside me. It all just felt so right. Tyce raised an eyebrow curiously as I bit my lip. "I'm falling in love with you," I finally said. I held my breath nervously as I watched his reaction. He smiled briefly for a second before his expression turned serious.

"You are?" He asked quietly, as if he were nervous himself. I sat up a little bit, my hands sliding down his shoulders so that they were resting on his pecs. My cheeks were heating up as I looked at his face.

"Yes," I told him with absolute certainty.

"Oh Grif," He replied, placing a hand on each side of my face. "I'm already in love with you," he said with a smile. He quickly closed the small space between us and captured my lips with his, kissing me sweetly. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he kept one hand on my cheek, the other sliding down to my side.