I'm Sorry- Garrett Watts x Alex

Chapter 13

Fluff warning
Garrett's POV

I was trying for him. For Alex.

I was trying to love myself. But it was hard. I only say the man with too much fat clinging to his body, and ugly hair and disgusting blue eyes.

Alex made sure to take care of me. He would wrap his arms around my waist and snuggle his head into the crook of my neck, whispering sweet nothings in my ear as I cried.

At night, he would pull me close to his chest, enveloping me in a bubble of warmth and safety.

I still avoided the mirrors scattered throughout the house, and I had somehow resisted the urge to take medication or cut my wrists again.

Alex came up towards me, pushing me back until my heels touched the bed. He kissed me softly, pouring passion and genuine love into the action.

His lips were something I could never get enough of. The warm, plump texture of his lips brushing against mine in a mesmorizing way. The sweet taste of peppermint and vanilla somehow lingering on his lips.

He grabbed my waist with his hands, lowering me slowly onto the bed. He slowly took off my shirt, kissing my chest as more of my torso was exposed for him.

He kissed me again, before moving his lips down to my neck, biting and sucking all over the tender flesh to make bright bruises pop out again my pale skin.

He stepped back for a moment, admiring his handiwork. His lips were red and swollen, his eyes undressing me. His gaze was too strong, so I tilted my head away from him, my cheeks painted with red.

His expression immediately softened, his fingers catching my chin and pulling it to look towards me.

"Don't hide yourself from me. You are so beautiful baby boy. So so pretty for me baby."

He continued to kiss down my abdomen, stopping just above my jeans. His hands touched my hips, and his eyes silently asked for consent.

I nodded, letting him use my body for whatever pleasure he wanted. I felt guilty not providing any pleasure for him. So I sat up, pressing my hands against the obvious tent in his sweats. He groaned, and I continued to rub my hands against him, enjoying the small moans of pleasure spilling from his mouth.

But suddenly his hand gripped mine, pulling it away from him. I frowned, and he cut me off with a smirk. "Today's about you baby boy."

I smiled and leaned back again, letting his hands send sparks of pleasure shooting down my spine. I felt blood rushing to my nether regions, already painfully hard.

I was going to enjoy every second of this.