contract

feeling of confliction

Another week passed the two. The whole time they slept over at tharns, worked diligently and hard, they landed there huge client, were very nice to one another, indulged in some deep conversations getting to really know one another, they also to a point forgot they were in a fake relationship. It started to feel very real to the both of them. Within that whole week, type did not respond to one of beo's texts, he would read them then delete to focus on tharn and work.
By Sunday morning, type was straddeling tharn, his hands were to his chest, grinding on his length. They both breathed heavily. Keeping direct eye connect. Tharn didn't know why but this turned him on to no end.
He kept his hands on types member to stroke, not caring he was touching a cock. Oddly, it made him more hard.
"Mmm type....i can feel you.....twitching in my hands....mmm going to cum?"
Type nodded to moan.
"Aaaah your hands feel so good....mmm......your cock is so hard! Aaaah yyou....you.....going to...mmm..."
Type bit his lip.
"Mmm....going to fill you up type! Aaaaah fuck!"
They both quivered to cum.
To the kitchen, after breakfest type washed tharn dried. They both didn't know what was happening between them or what to think but they both didn't want it to stop. Other then the sex, the two were enjoying another's company.
"Mmm Tharn. Have you've finished that report on Friday?"
He nodded has type gave him a dish to dry.
"Yes. Got it all done before this weekend. I also wish to apologize for my parents Yesterday."
Type shurgged.
"Don't worry. Won't break up with you." Type smiled.
Tharn kept his head hung.
"Better not. I think I'd miss you if you did."
Tharn spoke without thinking.
The dish type was washing fell from his fingers. Gulping, he retrieved it, type didn't say anything, didn't want to ruin the good moment.
What tharn said touched his heart.
So, you'd miss me huh? Types face fell has he remembered they were not real and they were in a contract.
Sighing, type washed his hands to turn going to the door.
Tharn quickly dried to go to type.
"Where are you going?"
Tharn asked, standing a foot away, watching type place his shoes on.
"Mmm forgot i needed to go to an internet cafe to print off some papers. I'll be back in a bit."
Tharn nodded.
"Do you want to use my car?"
Type turned to eye tharn. He never let anyone drive his car.
"Um.....if that's okay with you."
To a side table, tharn grabbed his keys to go to type, grabbing his hand to place it in his palm.
They eyed another.
"Be carful okay."
Types lips parted to nod.
Letting go, type left. Tharn leaned his back to the wall, hanging his head to shake it a bit.
What the hell is going on between the two of you? Just a contract....not really dating.....tharn signed.
To the internet cafe, type printed out what he needed, to then part, hanging his head.
This is bad type.....this it's getting blurred now. It really feels like were dating. Type signed. You are not! Do not fall for him Type! Will only...
Type then bumped into someone. Looking up his eyes widen, he saw beo.
Eyeing darting he saw sara right next to him.
Type was a bit upset but not mad that beo was with sara.
Beo looked to her then to type shaking his head.
"Oh type this is not what it looks like. I just met up with her here."
Type looked around to see they were in front of a fruit stand. Then he looked back to beo.
"Mmm sure....if you..."
Beo grabbed type by his hand too hold it.
"Sara knows I'm gay type and that I'm waiting for you." He said loudly.
Type looked to sara who signed loudly to roll her eyes to then part.
Type looked back to beo, astonished.
"I'm waiting for you type. I really mean it."
Beo brought up his other hand to stroke his cheek.
Types eyes darted.
"I'm in love with you type. I hope for you and tharn to break up soon. I want to treat you the way you have always deserved."
Beo smiled. Types lips parted. He didn't know what to say.
To tharns place, he was sipping at a beer, looking at his lap top, to look up runta. Seeing a picture, he was having conflicted emotions.
"Mmmm....." He signed.
Lifting his head up, he heard a knock.
Shutting his laptop close, he got up to answer to shake his head.
"Type.....you have a house key to get in....."
His eyes widen has type stepped in, to place either hand to his face to give him a deep kiss. Tharn then shut the door.
Bringing up his hands, he placed them on types chest to push him back. They eyed another.
"What's going on......we did it this morning...."
Type gritted his teeth.
"I'm.......stressed. Saw....beo."
Tharns eyes widen. Moving about, the two were on the floor, tharns back to the wall, thrusting into type has he sat on him. The both were compelty undressed. Type had his hands still on his face, going up and down on his length.
There eyes were locked.
Both breathed heavily.
Tharn squeezed a bit on his waist.
Type then went to his ear.
"Mmm tharn? Will..... Will you do something....mmm for me?"
Tharn then brought up a hand to types shoulder, to thrust harder into him.
"Mmmm what....is it?"
Type licked his bottom lip to squeeze his eyes shut.
"I....know itll have no real merit....but....mmm....could you.....tell me you love.....aaah me?"
Tharns eyes widen.
"Tharn.....please? Mmmm."
Tharns eyes darted.
"Mmmm.....i love you.....aaaah."
Types eyes opened wide to lean back. The two locked in a direct glare.
They both breathed heavily, has type grinded and tharn thrusted.
Bringing his hand around he placed it around types throat, gently, placing a thumb up, to rub it across types bottom lip. There eyes darted.
"Aaaah type.... tell me......mmmm tell.....me."
Type then started to go up and down harder, they both were close.
Tharn pulled type to his forehead.
"Mmm tell me type.....mmm....say it!"
Type gritted his teeth.
"I.........love.....you..."
Type then hung his head has tharn took his hand from types waist to take it to wrap it around types cock to stroke.
"Aaaaah i love you tharn! Mmmm"
Tharn smiled wide becoming harder inside of type.
He then brought type to his lips, to give him a deep passionate kiss.
After, they laid on the bed, close embrace, hands intertwined.
"So.....you saw....beo? What happened type?"
Type took in a deep shakily breathe.
He didn't know why, but he couldn't tell tharn the truth.
"Saw.....him with.....sara."
Tharn signed heavily.
"I'm so sorry type."
Type turned his head to look at tharn.
"Um.....what happened back.....um.there......you know i only asked that of you because i saw beo.....i remember the contract tharn.....i don't really feel that of you....i..... Also know you don't feel that way of me tharn.......right?"
There eyes darted.
"Right type......i.....understand.....why we said those things......I'll let it slide this time....dont worry your not in breach of the contract......however, it will not be said again.....mmmm."
Types heart sunk a bit, but he smiled to nod.
"Thank you for that tharn...."
Turning his head back, type settled back his head on tharns arm, to take a deep inhale.
There you go type.......now you know.....he was just being nice to you after what happened.....Type closed his eyes, to take a deep breathe. Tharn does not love you......so stop being a fool.....do not feel anything of this....just......don't....
A lone tear fell from types face.