(Third person point of view)
Once again Ian found himself jumping up and down to get what ever Anthony was holding over his head. Sighing in defeat he gives up and pouts crossing his arms. That's usually when Anthony gives him back his stuff, but not today; oh no Anthony finally wanted to admit to Ian his undying love for him.
"Anthony, please give it back to me",Ian whined
"You promise you want leave when I tell you something", Anthony questioned, Ian nodded. Anthony let out a sigh.
"Ian I'm in love with you",Anthony mumbled the last part.
Ian stood there wide eye. Anthony looks away ashamed. Ian cups Anthony's face and kisses him. Anthony slide his tongue under Ian's bottom lip and Ian gladly accepts. Ian then jumps, wrapping his legs around Anthony's waist and Anthony cups underneath Ian's butt to hold him up; not breaking the kiss.
"Anthony",Ian moaned.
"Hmmmm",Anthony hummed.
"Can you make love to me?",Ian ask devilish.
Anthony didn't have to think twice before caring Ian up the stairs lead him to Anthony's bedroom. Anthony carefully places Ian on the bed pulling his jeans off. Anthony was kissing down Ian's neck looking for his sweet spot. Ian moaned, bingo Anthony found it leaving a hickey on the spot. Ian messes with his Anthony's belt, unbuckling it and pulling his pants down. Then came the shirt , then came the boxers. Anthony lined himself up with Ian's entrance, then shoved himself into him; with words streaming after like 'damn your so tight' or 'fuck' . When they reach their climaxes they late out on to each other and Anthony releases himself from Ian.
"Good night" they say in unison and they snuggle and fall asleep.
