The Way It Is (A Pierce the Veil Fanfic) *EDITING*

Chapter 23 - You calling me a loser?

~~Mike's POV~~

Tony kissed me.

This is the first time he's even touched me in a week. It was like the first time we kissed all over again. As cliché as it sounds, it was pure fucking magic.

Our lips moved in perfect sync and it just felt so right. I slid my tongue across his bottom lip and he granted me access, his hand still firmly placed on my neck, holding me close. Our tongues danced, there was no fighting for dominance. It was a simple and sweet little make-out session.

Kissing Tony is like... doing drugs. Once you start, it's hard to stop. That being said, I pulled away. I rested my forehead against his, breathing a bit heavier than normal with a ridiculous smile on my face. I blush lightly when I am reminded that he is still only in a towel and I feel my jeans tighten a little.

"Why'd you s-stop?" Tone pants out, looking curiously at me with those big brown eyes of his. I nearly melt right there, he's absolutely perfect.

"I don't want to push you or rush you or anything." I state simply, kissing his cheek lightly before resting my forehead back against his. "And you, Tony Perry, are the perfect human. Your kisses are like Oreos. It's hard to just have one and once you start eating them, it's hard to stop. I don't want to ruin anything. Not again." I whisper the last part but I know he still heard.

It doesn't matter though because it's the absolute truth. I don't wanna fuck up ever again. I never should have to begin with and I will never forgive myself for the pain I caused my fiancés. I want Tony to be happy, I want Jaime to be happy and I want Vic to be happy. I would give my life if it meant their happiness.

I love them. I love them so fucking much, it's insane.

He giggles at my Oreo analogy, shaking his head slightly.

"Mike." He whispers softly, pulling me back to attach our lips again. My breathing hitches in surprise when he bites softly on my bottom lip and I completely fold, letting him take control. He starts to lay back, our lips not parting as he pulls me on top of him so I straddle his towel covered waist. I pull away again, looking him deep in his brown eyes with my arms holding me up on either side of his head.

"Tony..." I trail, running a hand through his slightly damp hair. I'm about to continue to ask if this is what he really wants but he pipes up before I get the chance.

"Mike. I want this." He leans up to peck my lips quickly before falling back down onto his bed, a small smirk playing across his lips.

I smile at him before leaning down to kiss his soft lips again. The kiss is full of passion and love. I trail a hand down his side, barely touching his smooth skin, making him shiver. He tugs at the bottom of my shirt, signaling me to remove it. I break the kiss and take it off, noticing the cute way he's biting his lip.

He pulls me back to him roughly, smashing our lips together. His hands are all over my chest and my back and his touch is hungry. I don't want this to be rough though, I want this to be soft and sweet. So, I pin his hands above his head, interlocking our fingers and he groans into the kiss making me smirk.

"So hungry." I whisper playfully into his ear before kissing the soft skin behind it. My kisses trail down the nape of his neck, causing small whimpers to slip from his mouth. I find myself getting more turned on just listening to the beautiful noises he's making.

"M-Mike?" He moans out softly. I hum in response, making sure I leave a small hickey on his sweet spot. Well, one of them at least. He whines a little before grinding up into me, making me moan into his neck.

"Fuck me. Please." He moans out, grinding against me harder.

Fuck, I love when he begs.

I unintentionally whine at his words and the way his hips are rolling into mine. I pull from his neck and quickly stand, undoing the button and zip on my jeans before tossing them to the side.