The Lord of the Library

Chapter Fifty

Fresh waited for his one and only love on The Bridge. He feared the beautiful smaller wasn't interested and won't even come and that he found a man that not only pleasures him, but gave him the love Fresh should've given him this entire time. He hoped he still had time to fix everything. He needed to show PJ how much he loved him, with gentle kisses and praises. He reached to adjust his glasses before remembering how he left them home because PJ told him how much he loved his eyes. He was dressed nicely and he was doing as much as he could to make PJ happy, if he even came.

When he heard heels clicking on the wood, Fresh turned towards whoever was wearing heels during winter.

His heart skipped a beat when he took in how PJ looked, walking towards him.

PJ's kissable lips had pink lipstick and his beautiful eyes was surrounded by blue eye shadow and his freckles sparkled more with the blue, yellow, and pink glitter PJ applied to his cheeks. His pink lips curved into a sweet smile when he saw Fresh. Not to mention how he proved even after a while apart, PJ could still rock any outfit with his beautiful face and body.

Of course, Fresh nearly dropped his flowers as he couldn't tear his eyes away from the beautiful smaller. He gulped, sweating in his suit vest and dress shirt despite the cold weather.

"H-hey..." PJ smiled warmly, hoping Fresh wouldn't mind him if he called him 'Master' again.

"Yo... um, you look beautiful..." Fresh gulped, fixing his tie with one hand.

"And you look handsome." PJ gave him a smile that made Fresh almost melt in his nice clothes.

Fresh cleared his throat, blushing brightly. He tried to hold the flowers out for PJ to take. He blushed a bright pink.

"Y-you got me..."

"Yes. I've been meaning to take you out for a proper date. Something more than taking you to a drive in so I can fuck you in the car or a hotel so we can have some more space..." Fresh sighed at how overly perverted he was in the past, so he had to make up for it.

"But..." PJ hugged himself, looking down. "What about your new girlfriend?"

"Girlfriend? What the Hell are you talking about?" Fresh walked towards PJ, forcing him to hold the bouquet. He held him close, lovingly looking at him. "I was surprised you didn't find yourself a handsome man who treats you right."

"How could I?! I could never fall in love with anyone else!" PJ kissed him, blushing brightly as he wrapped his arms around Fresh's neck. He pulled away, panting slightly. "I love you."

The night was perfect as The Bridge was empty and the young adults were all by themselves with no one but the other. PJ started getting needy and as much as Fresh wanted to stop being so horny, he needed PJ. After so long apart, they needed to give in to their thirsts for the other.

They stared into the other's eyes, panting and blushing. PJ already wanted to be touched and Fresh needed to be with his beloved once again. He wouldn't be able to say no to PJ's soft lips, wishing to be kissed, and his curvy body, begging to be touched.

"I love you too, Jammy!" Fresh kissed him again as they pressed their bodies against the other's, making out passionately to enjoy each other.

They let themselves give in to their built up lust and need, kissing and moaning softly. They needed each other so much, even after such a short time apart. It was just a distance thing.

After more than a month away from being away from Fresh, PJ just needed him more than anything. Fresh just had to give him what he wanted, as he had to be the best boyfriend he could be.

The two pulled away every now and then to exchange 'I love you's and then more kisses and grinding.

"Will you be my boyfriend?" Fresh smiled, pulling away for a few minutes.

"Only if you'll be mine." PJ smiled back, resting in Fresh's arms.

"Of course, Baby." Fresh gently kissed PJ's forehead, holding his small body in his arms. He smiled gently at PJ, brushing his bangs away and tucking his hair behind his ear.

"Baby?" PJ looked at him, confused. He smiled, but it was odd and he didn't know why he wasn't being called the old nickname.

"Yes. You're my Baby." Fresh kissed him lower on his cheek, slowly kissing lower and lower.

"I'm not your Baby..." PJ pushed him away enough for Fresh to notice how his lipstick smeared slightly above diagonally from his lip. Fresh felt his heart drop, as he actually thought that he could finally date his beloved PJ an love him with all of his heart. "I'm your Slut~"

"Well if you wanna be my Slut, do you want me to be your Master?~" Fresh smirked, placing his hands on PJ's ass to squeeze.

"Yes Master~ I'll love for you to be my Master~" PJ purred, wrapping his arms around Fresh's neck.

"You're needy for me, aren't you?~" Fresh leaned in, licking PJ's neck gently.

"I've missed you, Master." PJ smiled, looking at him lovingly.

"I've missed you, too. I swear I'll be better to you, and I'll take care of you. I will be good to you, I promise." Fresh kissed him gently, wanting to take care of him. He smiled gently up at him.

"Thank you. All you have to do is remind me how much you love me at least daily and cuddle me when you can. I just need your love." PJ kissed the top of his head, smiling.

"I'm going to do so much more than that." Fresh smiled, resting his lips against PJ's collarbone.

"Will you fuck me daily?" PJ smiled slightly. He knew how painful that would be, as he did that for four school years in a row.

"Only if you're horny daily." Fresh looked up at him, smiling. "I was thinking about spoiling you and buying you things. I need to spoil you, after all."

"I don't want to be spoiled... just hold me."

"I need to show you love in as many ways as I can."

PJ sighed, smiling. "Are your parents home?~"

"No? Why?" Fresh blushed brightly as PJ smirked, pulling his skirt up for him to see his pants. "I can take you home right now. It's clean."

"I just need your bed to be comfy~" PJ let go of his skirt, covering himself again as he waited.

"Come on!" Fresh scooped him into his arms. PJ grabbed his flowers, smiling as he rested against Fresh's chest.

PJ didn't mind as Fresh ran, leaning on him. He felt the air rush past them as Fresh ran faster.

After only a few minutes, PJ felt Fresh kick open the door. He ran in and closed the door before running into his bedroom.

"How the..?"

"Girls are fast in college." Fresh roughly threw him onto the bed.

Sighing with a smile, PJ threw the flowers to the floor and reached out for Fresh to take him. He dove in, licking and sucking on his neck. PJ moaned as he was grinded on, enjoying the pleasure. The couple made their lewd noises together, panting and moaning.

"I love you." PJ held Fresh's cheeks, panting  and staring into his eyes.

"I love you too~" Fresh leaned into his touch, kissing his hand.

"I love you more~ Now take me!~"

Fresh smirked, kissing it again. "It would be my pleasure~"

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