"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

Cuphead has liked Bendy for a while now but he doesn't know how to confess his feelings to Bendy. Bendy has felt the same feelings for Cuphead for a long time but he knows Cuphead will never be interested in him so he tries his best to push these feelings away. Where will the habits of these two lovesick fools hearts lead them? Love? Or bottled up feelings?