Want, need, crave

Want, need, crave

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I glance away, taking a half step back to..... escape? I don't really feel like I want to. His eyes are so beautiful. Damn, I was looking into his eyes again. He was looking into mine. They drew me closer, drawing me in, his gaze running all over my body, making me shiver as if I was cold, so cold I freeze as he comes towards me, eyeing me over and over, lingering on my shaking hands and lips. His steps are slow and heavy. Slowly, so so slowly, his hands land on my hips, his thumbs pressing into the skin. He drags one hand up to my waist, making me jerk as my flimsy shirt was dragged up with it. A sliver of my stomach was exposed to the cold air and his warm hands. He pulled me closer, dragging my hips to his, making me have no choice but to arch my back in order to keep our faces a decent distance apart. Our faces still were so close. I could feel him breathe. "Fuck, you're so fucking beautiful." Lgbtq+ story
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The room was pitch black but I could still see his handsome face. And even if I were put in a crowd and blindfolded, I would still be able to find him. His musky scent wafted across the bed to my nose. My favorite scent in the world. His eyes were on my face and I stared back. It felt like we were communicating with our eyes. Mine was saying "why won't you love me back?" and I was sure that his was saying "why is this dork staring at me?". At the sad thought I closed my eyes and took solace in the silence in the room, calming my raging emotions and fighting the threatening tears. I was half successful when I heard his deep voice. My eyes fluttered open at once as if they had been waiting for him to speak. "I'm sorry for what I said about you earlier" "It's fine" I managed to croak "I was scared and confused but not anymore" I did not understand what he meant. I looked at his face at the other side of the bed trying to decipher what he was trying to say but his face was blank. "Goodnight Marco" he said and closed his eyes. I lay in the same position, looking at the now sleeping figure. I was confused and curious. What do you mean by not anymore? I asked in my mind as if he could somehow hear me. But he couldn't. And I wasn't brave enough to ask. Afraid that my heart would be shattered again by the same person I had fallen madly in love with. The only person my soul longed for. The only person my body lusted for. I lay in that position, watching him sleep till my eyes gave up and closed on their own. ****************************************************** VOTE

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