Welcome back to Game on! Chapter 14!
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Pewdie and Cry where walking hand in hand in the moonlight. It was such a romantic setting. The lake looked beautiful in the bluish light, soft lines forming from where the fish got a bit of air. There was this nice silence. Neither of the men said a word, just simply hold hands. They spotted a bench at the side of the lake. They both had the same thing in mind and sat on the bench. Cry leaned his head on Pewdie’s shoulder. They sat for a while, staring into the water. Cry wanted to say something, so he sat up right and turned to Pewdie. Pewdie seemed deep in thoughts, so Cry decided to stay silent. They got up and walked on through. “Cry..?” Pewdie softly said. “Yes,” Cry whispered. Pewdie suddenly put his hands in front of Cry and leaded the way. “What are you doing?” Cry asked. “Just..wait,” Pewdie whispered in Cry’s ear. Cry shuddered. After a bit of shuffling carefully forward, they arrived and Pewdie took his hands away. Cry gasped for breath at the beautiful sight. Candles where burning, a blanket laid out on the grass and on the blanket stood a picnic basket and glasses. “I did this,” Pewdie whispered from behind in Cry’s ear,” for you.” Cry turned around and looked shocked at Pewdie. He pointed at the blanket, the at them both and back at the blanket. Pewdie laughed. “Yes,” he said,” this is for us.” He smiled warmly at Cry. They both sat down. Cry was curious and looked in the basket. There was some wine and a chocolate cake. “Aww Pewdie,” Cry said, sighing in content,” this is so sweet. Thank you.” Pewdie shrugged and laughed softly. “No problem.” Cry smiled and scooted closer to Pewdie. They sat with each other while staring at the lake. Again. “This is just lovely,” Cry said, turning his head to Pewdie. “You are lovely.” Pewdie said. He had half closed eyes, leaning forward to Cry. Cry knew what he was going to do. He felt unsure. What about Ken? He thought, am I betraying him..? Cry thought for a short moment. No, he wasn’t betraying Ken, he had never said he wanted a relationship with Ken. Nor with Pewdie. They had just kissed. It was one of the most amazing kisses Cry had ever had, that’s for sure, but nothing more. Cry wasn’t ready to make decision. Meanwhile, Pewdie was slowly inching closer. Cry decided against his guilt feelings and pulled Pewdie in for a kiss. Pewdie’s eyes widened in surprise, but quickly closed. The kiss lasted for a while. When they separated Pewdie looked straight into Cry’s eyes. He quickly captured Cry’s lips again. He softly bit down on Cry’s bottom lip. Cry gasped and Pewdie took the opportunity to slip his tongue between Cry’s lips. Cry moaned softly, applying pressure to Pewdie’s lips. Pewdie stumbled backwards, pulling Cry atop of him. They shared more heated kisses. Pewdie turned himself and Cry, so Cry was now under Pewdie. Pewdie softly laid down on Cry, kissing him deeply. Cry could feel Pewdie’s heated body and blushed. Pewdie pressed down on Cry, his hands starting to roam Cry’s body. He was trying to feel every inch of Cry’s body. Every. Inch. Cry stopped him before it could get to far. “F-Felix..” he stuttered. “No,” Pewdie said, climbing off Cry,” It’s okay. I understand.” He pulled Cry in for a hug and put him on his lap. “I understand,” he murmured while rubbing his nose through Cry’s brown locks. Cry simply hugged closer to Pewdie. His stomach was filled with guilt, but also pleasure. He felt so, so, so guilty towards Ken, he liked Ken, he really did. But he also liked Pewdie, who’s taste was still on his lips. He couldn’t decide..he didn’t want to decide. He was so confused, depressed and yet happy at the same time.
This was going to be difficult..
