Soulmates

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

WARNING: adult content

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They first read some cute, fluffy stories, in which they often stole their first kiss. In some of them they were children, in others they had children. These stories were adorable, but eventually they were too curious for the smutty ones. 

They read them out loud and burst into laughter a lot because some of them were really extreme, and written pretty badly. Mitch had grabbed a tissue to "dab his wetties". 

It was a little weird and awkward to read about yourself having such wild sex with your best friend. "I'm uncomfortable," Scott laughed, his face flushed.

They came across another story. This one was more intense. It wasn't just about the sex, but about the genuine, deep love the two characters felt for each other. He had never read this story before, but it definitely was one of the best. What a good writer... It was so good, he wished it was real.

Mitch didn't remember when, but they had stopped reading out loud. They read in silence and Mitch scrolled the page. Things heated up in the story and so did Mitch. His breathing became heavier. He felt Scott's comforting body warmth as he sat on his lap. The only thing Mitch could think of at that moment, was Scott's dick. Fuck. This was never a good idea. The fact that he had already seen his best friend naked didn't really help to get these thoughts out of his head. 

Mitch had stopped scrolling and Scott looked at him instead of the screen. 

"I have to get off your lap," Mitch said. But before he could do that, Scott quickly wrapped his arms around his waist so he couldn't move. 

"No, stay," Scott said softly; he almost whispered. 

"Scott, let me go," Mitch begged. He didn't know how to explain, so he was just plain honest about it. "I'm just really getting fucking horny and I can't help it. It's been a while and I have my needs," he spoke faster and faster, just as his heartbeat went. As soon as he said that, he regretted it. Why the fuck did he even say that? Fucking alcohol. Why did he drink that much when he knows he always says too much when he's drunk? Damn it. They emptied three bottles together. Or maybe four.

Scott smirked at Mitch, but didn't say anything. He just pulled him even closer on his lap and stared into his beautiful brown eyes. He had this satisfying and excited warm feeling in his chest.

Mitch felt something hard pushing against his butt. His eyes widened. Oh. What did that mean? What did he want? Oh my god. He was getting nervous.

Scott grinned at Mitch's surprised look and bit his lower lip. Mitch was so cute. He lifted his hand to caress Mitch's pretty cheekbone with his thumb. This was the moment. He had to go for it. He felt confident. He felt that Mitch was into it somehow. At least, that's what he hoped for.

Mitch closed his eyes. His heart was going crazy and he tried to calm down, but he failed miserably when he felt Scott's hand move to his neck and heard him whisper "Can I kiss you?" His hart skipped a beat. He barely could believe Scott just said that. He wanted to say 'no', in his usual defense, but all he did was open his eyes, look straight into Scott's blue ones, lick his lips and move forward. Yes, I want to kiss you Hoying. Always.

He closed his eyes as soon as his lips touched Scott's. At first the kiss was soft and gentle, but when Mitch nibbled a bit on Scott's lower lip, the latter opened his mouth to deepen the kiss. Their tongues touched and went to explore the other's mouth.