~ HIS ANGEL BOY SERIES, BOOK 1 ✔ ~
"Don't try to fool yourself into thinking you didn't feel anything, Leto."
"I don't have to fool myself as I don't feel anything for you."
"Don't lie, don't make me do something I might regret."
"I doubt a creature...
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~Freddie~
Waking up I feel a light weight on my chest, opening my eyes I look down and see that my boy is sleeping peacefully on my chest, showing no signs of waking up yet.
I smile to myself as I stroke my fingers through his hair, memories of last night come to mind, I then stroke my hand down from his hair to his bare back, smiling even more.
Reaching over to my bedside table for a cigarette and a light, I put the ciggy between my lips and light it up, taking out a long drag and letting out a sigh.
As I smoke I can't help but watch his sleeping face as it lays on my naked chest, I stroke his cheek as images from last night come back to me.
I can't believe we actually did it.
Fucking hell.
I was a bit hesitant though as I wasn't really sure what I was doing, I was just going off on what you'd usually do to a girl but obviously it's different with a guy, I just hope it was as good for him as it was for me.
As I watch him while taking another drag from my ciggy, his beautiful long eyelashes move a little as he is starting to show signs of waking up.
His eyes slowly open, he blinks a few times as if he doesn't quite know where he is, then he meets my eyes and he half sleepily smiles.
"Hey..."
Wow, his voice is super groggy and rough, I smile back at him as I stroke his cheek again, taking another drag.
"Good morning sleepy head, how do you feel?"
His eyes almost close again as he seems to be really tired, fuck it's probably my fault for going so hard on him last night.
"I'm ok I think..."
While he is speaking his face all of a sudden contorts as he shows physical pain as he tries to sit up, he immediately falls back down against me, breathing a little heavy.
"Fuck, what did you do to me?"
I let out a laugh as I finish off my ciggy and stub it out, I then stroke his hair as I can't get rid of the smile on my face.
"I'm sorry baby, but you wanted it."
He frowns as he tries to sit up again, he manages to sit up just enough to rest his head on my shoulder.
"What was I thinking..."
Shit.
What if he really didn't want it?
Did he really not like it that much?
I gently pull his chin up to look at me, I try to study his face to see if it can tell me what I need, but all I see is my super sleepy angel boy.
