" I have to go back," heavy libs casting shadows across cool blue lakes, obscured almost completely by dark lashes. Hiding from Daniel, revealing nothing of Corbyn's inner thoughts. Leaving him to simply stare at the boy in his lap.
" No, you don't," ghosting fingertips brushing along Corbyn's temple, then down to his cheeks. Daniel willing his thoughts from his head, hoping they would simply float over to him after phasing through his pale skin. Little bubbles filled with his innermost wishes. Bubbles playing his greatest fantasies on loop. The desires he would never dare utter aloud.
Desires Daniel hoped revolved around him.
" Yes, I do, Dani," Corbyn tried to shy away. Slipping further from his chest, sliding down his thighs. Gaze never finding it's way north. Forever casted down and to the side. Forever watching the carpet. Studying it. From the shadows pooling around the roots to the length of each and every individual tuft.
Daniel's fingers grasping gently at his delicate chin. Carefully raising his head," you don't," thumb gliding across his lower lip.
They stayed that way for a while. Corbyn not having the heart to move away and Daniel transfixed on mapping out the intricate details etched into the fleshy plane.
" I do," Corbyn finally finding the will to pull back, as if finding his way through the light, hazy fog caused by the simplest touches. Completely detaching Daniel's digit from his flesh," I made a promise, Daniel."
Daniel's hands tracing a slow path down his chest. Tugging at him gently, returning Corbyn to his rightful place against his chest. Fingertips dancing their way to his hips. Hold on them careful, but firm," you made me a promise too," Daniel wouldn't let his run away. Not this time. Not again.
" But those don't mean as much. Do they?" Breath fanning along flushed cheeks. Noses brushing, lips nearing.
" Of course you do," whispered back, lips barely parting. The words more of a breath than anything. He could see right through that question. He knew exactly what Daniel meant.
Daniel's head moving slowly. Swinging from one side to the other. Finally stopping, able to feel the heavy sigh following Corbyn's thick swallow," no I don't. You don't care about how I feel."
" Yes I do. You know how much you mean to me. I love you."
" Then prove it," mouths brushing with every word. The friction sending icy chills dancing along Daniel's spine," stay and prove it to me. Prove how much you love me."
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Crying Out
RomanceInspired by Crying Out For Me by Mario ♤ " Dani... not now. Please." " That's what you always say." ♤ It's so soft, so desperate. No wonder you can't hear it. But... its your heart, crying, begging. Maybe its always been there? Is it why I was drawn...
