Are you saving me? (Brallon/Ryden)

Chapter 13- Is it still me that makes you sweat?

Dallon's POV:

     Fuck my religon, I think. If I want this man, and if I want to spend the rest of my life with him, then god damnit I'll be with him. I want to do what makes both of us happy. I rip his shirt off and throw it aside. He does the same to me. 

"I've wanted this so bad," He whispers suductivly in my ear. I straddle his waist and kiss down his chest.

"Br- Brendon?" I ask nervously and he looks me in the eye. "Yeah babe?" he says and stops what he was doing. "W- will you stay with me forever?" I ask and look down.

      Brendon sits up, grabs my neck and looks me in the eyes. "Dallon, I will NEVER leave you. I love you." He says and kisses me. His words bring a tear to my eye, and I kiss back, and push him back onto the bed. I grind our hipbones together and he gasps, making me smile.

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     Brendon's POV:

     The next morning is a blur. Me and Dall had playfully fought for dominance and he definitely won. I wake up, and look over to where he was on my right on Patrick's couch. He's not there. I suddenly hear footsteps coming from the kitchen. Dallon walks in with some toast and orange juice. He seems proud of himself.

"I totally made you breakfast," Dallon says with a smile.

"thanks babe, but I'm not hungry.." I say, not wanting to eat. He shoots me a look. Damn, if looks could kill.

"you're not fat Brendon. You're perfect,"

     I look down. I'm so fat. Dallon breaks my thought process.

"Eat the toast Brendon," he says and gives me the puppy dog eyes.

"Damnit Dallon. You're lucky you're cute," I say and take a bite of toast.

"Good," he says and flashes his perfect smile. "What do you want to do today, babe?" he asks. I shrug. "I don't know. We could make some music with the guys,"