#andrewthread

Andrew stopped moving against Alex, but kept the pressure against his hips present, “I’m not even touching you and you’re begging me to make you come like this. Should I? Or should I fuck it out of you?”

“You do?” Andrew smiled, keeping his voice soft. He wrapped an arm around Alex’s waist and kissed him back, soft and slow. His heart was fluttering in his chest, an overwhelming sense of love and happiness filling him. Pulling back from the kiss, he whispered, “Can you say it again, please?” @ofmusingsxandmayhem

Andrew stood over the stove in his kitchen, nervously poking at a couple of heart-shaped pancakes he was making for Alex. “So, uh, I’ve been thinking...” Clearing his throat, Andrew peeked over at his boyfriend, “Since we’re always either at your place or mine all the time, maybe we should... move in together? If you want to. But if you don’t want to it’s - y’know - it’s totally fine.”

“Girlfriend?” Andrew chuckled, shaking his head, “No. I’m - uh - I’m gay, actually.” He smiled nervously, not really knowing how the other was going to react. “No boyfriend either, incase you were going to ask.”