Marco Bott

İyi geceler rüyamda seni görüp mutlu olmayı diliyorum ♥︎

Ben swni cok seviyorum ya

You are mah forever okay? *-*

@Marcobodt Jean did his best to roll away, his face going darker than before. Which, Jean thought, was rather hard. By now, he was sure that his entire face was covered in the unattractive, tomato red. "Y-you—Marco!" He stuttered, fighting to get any sort of intelligible words out of his mouth. Or, really, just something other than the incoherent stutters that kept leaving him.  
          

@JeanKirschstein Marco shivered at the kiss, but opened his eyes and grinned. "It's fine, man." Marco's smile turned into a sly smirk. 
          
          It was time to tease Jean again. 
          
          Marco turned slightly, nipping at Jean's ear. "I love you." He husked, before nipping him again. 

@Marcobodt Jean shivered from the intensity of the freckled boy's words, pulling himself closer to Marco. Lightly, he kissed the spot just under Marco's ear, smiling a bit. "Thank you, Marco. For everything; thank you." 

@JeanKirschstein Marco tightened his grip on Jean, holding him as close as he could. "I promise," He answered, squeezing his eyes shut. "I'll never leave you, Jean. Even if you don't want me, I won't leave. I'll //make you want me again." 

@Marcobodt Jean let his eyebrows furrow and he burrowed his face into Marco's neck, doing his best to control his breathing. He couldn't help but to realize how much he needed Marco at that moment, how much impact the boy has had on his life. If anything were to //happen to him—
          "Don't ever leave me," he roughly whispered. "Promise you won't."

@JeanKirschstein Marco fell onto his back and wrapped his arms around Jean's neck, no concerned with keeping his head where it was. Instead, he tried to force over all of his feelings- his concerns, his anxieties, his love, his wants, his //needs. Marco was simply overcome with all of his feelings, and as he broke apart for air, he couldn't help but breath a "Thank you, Jean. Thank you so much."

@Marcobodt Jean froze, not expecting Marco to attack him so suddenly. But, as the boy's lips continued probing at Jean's own, he couldn't help but to gently hold his freckled face in the palm of his hand—his anger dissipating just as quickly as it came. Jean was sure he wouldn't ever be fully able to tell Marco just how he felt about him; not now, anyways. So, as he pushed Marco back down, leaning over him—sure to be careful not to break the kiss, he decided then to shower him with affection. As much affection as he was capable of. And, as of now, the boy did his best to pour everything he had into that kiss.