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daniel stumbled into his house, corbyn in front of him, their lips attached to one another's. his fingers tangled in daniels brown hair, pulling him closer as he pushed him down on the bed.

daniel hovered over him, panting heavily. his thumb tranced over his bottom lip, pulling it down before letting it pop back into place.

daniel's large hand went under corbyn's shirt, and slowly up his torso. corbyn whimpered at his touch. "kiss. want kisses." corbyn muttered, letting out a small moan when daniel kissed him.

"you're so precious, honey." daniel whispered against his lips. "my little baby, hm?" he slowly took corbyns shirt off. "my little baby needs some loving, right?"

"right." corbyn instantly agreed. "your baby." he hummed, tilting his head back when he felt daniel's lips on his neck. "all yours."

daniel unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them down the blondes legs. corbyn was now only in his boxers, smiling when daniel kissed him again.

he threaded his fingers through his brown hair, their lips moving at a leisurely pace.

daniel pulled away to quickly discard his clothes, leaving him completely nude. corbyn blushed, and lifted his hips to let daniel take his boxers off.

"you're beautiful, honey." he whispered, leaning down to his around his face, erupting giggles from corbyn. "so precious." he said, butterflies in his stomach. he reached over to his. nightstand, grabbing the small bottle of lube that was barely touched.

he got his three fingers wet in the substance before kissing one of corbyns bent legs. "i'll go slow, honey. if you want me to stop, just say so."

corbyn nodded his head, and swallowed thickly. corbyn barely ever touched himself, he just usually didn't feel like it, so he never did. but he trust daniel. with everything.

he slowly pushed one finger in, watching as his face scrunched up. "feels weird." he whispered.

"i know, baby." he stayed still until he slowly started to move it in and out. he soon added his other two fingers, corbyn's moans and whimpers made daniel excited.

he curled his fingers, and corbyn let out a loud moan. "god.. dani- p-please.."

"you think you're ready, honey?" daniel asked gently, his fingers never moving.

"'m ready." he whined, feeling his fingers slowly leave his body. "can um.. can.."

corbyn pouted and instead of using words, he flipped daniel around so he was laying on his back. he went to straddle his waist, giggling softly when daniel cursed.

"you're beautiful." he repeated, absolutely breathless from the boy on top of him. corbyn bit his lip, grabbing the base of daniel's dick and slowly sunk down. "take your time, honey." daniel mumbled, knowing it was corbyns first time.

the younger boy set his hands on his hips, watching as he sat still on his dick, slowly swirling his hips. "dani.." he whined, rising up and dropping back down.

"shit, baby." daniel gasped, leaving his hands on his hips, not forcing him down until he was ready.

corbyn let small whimpers leave his lips, his hair bouncing every time he dropped back down. his hands were splayed over daniel's chest, giving him support.

daniel finally started to slam him down. corbyn squealed, trying to close his legs, but daniel's body stopped them. "da-dani!" he squeaked, his body trembling.

corbyn fell on top of daniel, his arms giving out. daniel held onto his waist, planting his feet on the bed, and snapping his hips up.

corbyn cried out against his neck, digging his nails into his sides. "gonna..gonna cum, dani." he said lowly. daniel groaned, his hips going harder and faster.

with a high pitched moan, corbyn came on daniel's stomach, daniel following after three more hard thrusts.

the two panted heavily. corbyn leaned up, and kissed daniel before rolling off of him.

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after daniel cleaned them up, corbyn was in one of his hoodies and boxers, resting his head on his chest. their legs were tangled together.

corbyn was looking out the window by daniel's bed. he blinked, and saw the snow falling down slowly. daniel tangled his fingers in his hair, kissing the top of his head.

"be mine, corbyn." he said so quietly, corbyn had to strain his hearing. "be mine. make me the happiest boy alive, and be mine."

"i'm all yours, dani." he said tiredly, snuggling closer to him. "all yours."

daniel smiled, and looked out of his window. "it's snowing again."

"mhm." he hummed, yawning. "wonder why." he murmured, feeling daniel pull him closer.

"this city's weird." daniel chuckled, slipping his hand under corbyn's sweatshirt. "love it, though."

"mm. love you." he slurred, nearly asleep, so he didn't comprehend what he just said that made daniel blush heavily.

"uh.." daniel cleared his throat. "goodnight, honey."

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