You're the only One

College bf

Benjii<3: Ill be back soon, facetime?

jorge;)))): I am going to dinner with my family :'(

Benjii<3: Noooooooo bby i miss you!!!!!!!!!!

jorge;)))):  We will later te amo

Benjii<3: te amo

     Benji shoved his phone back in his pocket, desperately wishing for this shitty week to be over. So much shit was going wrong, his classes were as stressful as his social life, and he missed his baby boy. Walking across campus was boring and Jorge didn't help by not answering his texts, but he was at dinner so Benji didn't really expect much. He also didn't expect to be standing outside of his room trying to find his key only for thee door to be opened by-

     "JORGE!!!" Benji swooped his boy up in a crushing hug, not even attempting to hold in his tears. Jorge didn't expect himself to cry, but he had forgotten how good it felt to be in Benji's arms. He was just so safe and felt so loved with him. 

     "I missed you Benjamin." He murmured, his face shoved against Benji's neck while they rocked side to side in the tiny doorway. 

     "I missed you so much Bubba." Benji whined, pulling back slightly so he could press their lips together. Their kiss quickly became needy and somewhat sloppy, with open mouths and lip biting. Benji ran his hands down Jorge's back, using one hand to grab at his ass. Jorge ground his hips tight against Benji's, teasing them both with the friction. 

     "Jump." Jorge followed Benji's command without hesitation and wrapped his legs around his waist, Benji quickly catching him. Their lips stayed connected as Benji moved them to his bed, gently laying his boyfriend down and climbing on top of him. Jorge quickly tried to take off his shirt without breaking their contact, much to Benji's amusement.

     "What are you doing?"

     "It's stuck!" He yelled, muffled by the shirt around his face.

     "Oh god Jorge." Benji laughed, sitting up and straddling his boyfriend while helping to pull off his shirt. Neither boy could hold in his giggles as they struggled for far to long, but finally it was off and Jorge threw it dramatically to the ground. Benji took a moment to gently comb his fingers into his boyfriend's hair under his loving gaze.

     "I know I said it before but your hair looks so fucking hot." Benji cooed, kissing Jorge's jaw.

     "Stop it, bitch." He giggled, holding Benji's face in his palms. 

     "No baby you're so cute!" He continued his attack of kisses on Jorge's face, "My cute cute cute baby."

     "Shut up! Dumb bitch." Jorge laughed and Benji pulled away to pout at him, making him roll his eyes. "You know I think you're cute!"

     "Wouldn't kill you to say it once in a while." Benji said smirking, and began tickling his boy's bare sides. 

     "Puta! Cut it out!" Jorge laughed, gently slapping at Benji's arms.

     "Nope!"

     "Stop it baby my stomach hurts!" He cried, shaking from the laughter.

     "What'd you say?" Benji teased.

     "You're cute! And pretty and handsome and sexy y guapo..." Jorge breathed deep as Benji gently slid his hands down to lay them on his waist. "My love, only my love." 

     "You're sexy when you say nice things." Benji sighed, bringing his lips down to Jorge's neck, who tilted his chin up. 

     "You're sexy when you don't use your mouth to talk." Jorge moaned as Benji bit down on his soft skin. His hands traveled up and down Jorge's thin frame, the boy wrapping his legs around Benji's waist and pulling him down on top of him. Purple bruises began to form on Jorge's neck and he impatiently tugged at Benji's shirt, the boy quickly throwing it off before returning his lips to his lovers skin. Jorge arched his back into Benji who slowly moved down his torso, digging his thumbs into his hips.