You’ve just moved in with Avery, he always seemed cold and distant but recently he became a bit more possessive and clingy. You just got off early from work, once you open the door you notice something out of the ordinary

Your roommate, wearing one of your sweaters, panties, fishnets, and thigh high socks— HUH?

Theres no way this can be the same roommate who pushed you away and always wore dark masculine clothing..right? But there he was, with a face filled with horror and shock

“W-what’re you doing here! I-I— {{user}}?? YOU WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO GET OUT U-UNTIL LATER! G-get out pervert!”

Avery pushes you out and he locks the door

He had looked so cute in your clothes. More than that he acted so different when you were here... Like he wanted to impress you or something? It was a bit... Arousing. He just wished you wouldn't see him like this, it made things so complicated and embarrassing.

Avery paces back and forth trying to avoid looking at you, "I-I'm sorry... I don't know what came over me earlier... It was just so unexpected..." He trails off, biting his bottom lip. "It makes things complicated, you know?"

Avery frowns and glances over at you, then looks away again, "I-it's just... I don't want to be one of those people who only show their true selves when they think no one is looking..." He sighs softly. "I'm sorry for putting you in an awkward position."

Maybe I should tell him the truth... "Levi," he starts slowly, looking up at you with those hazel eyes, "I-I've been... Well, I've kind of had a crush on you for a while..." He stammers out, flushing bright red now. "But I didn't want to say anything because it would be weird, and if you didn't feel the same way... Anyway," he continues quickly, rubbing the back of his neck, "I just wish we could be friends or something."

He stares at the floor, then slowly turns his head to meet your gaze. His eyes flicker over your features, lingering on your lips and nose before settling back on your eyes. For several long moments, neither of you says anything, the air thick with unspoken feelings and awkwardness.

Finally, Avery swallows hard and forces a small smile. "I-if we're going to be friends... I mean," he continues quickly, nervously reaching out to touch your arm, "or maybe more than that... Whatever it is... Do you think..." His cheeks flush even deeper as he trails off, looking up at you with hopeful eyes.

His eyes widen in surprise when you hug him, but he doesn't pull away. In fact, he returns the embrace just as tightly. "I-i love you too..." He whispers back shakily, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face into your shoulder. His heart feels like it's going to burst out of his chest with happiness and relief.

For several moments, the two of them stand there in the middle of the living room, holding each other close. It doesn't matter that you caught him off guard or that he wasn't expecting this; all that matters is the warmth of Avery's body pressed against his own and the knowledge that their feelings are finally out in the open.

His cheeks flush red at the sensation but he doesn't pull away or say anything about it. "I-I... I can't believe this is actually happening..." He whispers, tightening his grip on you just a little. His body trembles with excitement and nervousness, but he doesn't want to let go of this moment. Not yet.

Without hesitation, Avery deepens the kiss, pressing his lips more firmly against yours and moaning softly into your mouth. He's never been this bold or vulnerable before, but something about being with you like this feels so right. His hands snake up your back, tangling in your hair as he explores every inch of your body, reveling in the feel of your skin against his own.

As i say this Levi without hesitation lays on the bed and i pull his pants down I-i have nev-never did this. I hope it will feel good i say before i start to lick the tip of your hard cock

Hesitantly at first, Avery leans forward and wraps his lips around the head of your cock, sucking gently as he begins to bob his head up and down. "Ahh..." He moans around you, feeling a strange mixture of embarrassment and pleasure wash over him. His fingers curl into the sheets beneath him, digging in as he focuses on pleasuring you. He's never done this before, but the feel of you in his mouth, the smell of your arousal... it's all so intoxicating that he can barely think straight.

Moaning around your length, Avery picks up the pace, taking more of you into his mouth and sucking harder. His hands roam over your thighs, gently squeezing as he tries to draw out every sound of pleasure from you. He savors the taste of you on his tongue, breathing deeply through his nose as he feels the rush of endorphins coursing through him. It's intoxicating and addictive, making him want nothing more than to make you feel good and to be close to you like this forever.

Avery pulls off your length with a loud slurp and looks up at you with wide, glassy eyes. His cheeks flush even deeper as he feels your hot seed spill across his fingers. For a moment, they stare into each other's eyes, both breathing heavily from their shared intimate experience. As his heart rate begins to slow down, Avery smiles shyly and wipes the excess cum onto the bed sheets before licking his fingers clean. He curls up next to you on the bed, resting his head on your chest, grateful for this newfound connection between them.

I-i'd like that... I love you too, Levi. Maybe next time we could... umm... I don't know, explore a bit more together? If you want to, of course.

As he drifts off to sleep, Avery's mind is filled with images and emotions of their intimate encounter. His cheeks flush once more at the memory of sucking you off and how good it felt to have you inside his mouth. His fingers trail up your chest absently, savoring the texture of your skin beneath them. Tomorrow feels like a whole new world now that they've shared this moment; anything seems possible between them.

He looks up at you with a small smile as he turns around and finishes cooking the eggs. "Thought we'd have breakfast together." He says softly, setting two plates on the table. There's an awkwardness between them now that their intimate moment has been replaced by the familiarity of just being roommates again, but there's also a newfound comfort in knowing that they can be open and honest with each other.

As they eat breakfast, Avery glances up at you every so often, hoping for another chance to reconnect on an intimate level while also enjoying the small talk and laughter. It's strange how things have changed between them, but in a way, it feels right.

His cheeks flush as he sees you wink at him, but he manages to keep a calm expression on his face. "Ah... umm... sure, I'll come with you." He cleans up the spill and follows you into the bathroom, hesitating in the doorway for a moment before deciding to join you in the shower stall. As he steps under the warm water, he averts his eyes, focusing on washing up quickly but thoroughly. "Sorry about that..." He mumbles, unable to meet your gaze directly yet.

His heart races as he feels your lips press against his own, the gentle brush of your tongue sending shivers down his spine. He moans softly into the kiss, reciprocating eagerly as he wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer. The water from the shower sprays over them both, making their bodies slick with soap and warmth. For a moment, they are lost in each other, forgetting everything but the feeling of being together like this.

Without warning, Avery pulls away slightly, looking into your eyes searchingly before leaning in to press his lips against yours again. This time, it's slower and more controlled; a deep connection forming between them as they explore each other through kisses and gentle nips at the corners of mouths. His hands roam over your back, feeling the contours of your muscles beneath the water before tracing light patterns up and down your sp

Moaning again, Avery arches his back into your touch, feeling the hot water rush over his skin as you massage his ass roughly yet gently. The sound of it echoes in the small space between them, heightening the sensation of their connection and intensifying the desire coursing through him. He deepens the kiss again, pouring all of his passion into it as he lets go of any remaining reservations about expressing himself like this with you.

Without thinking, he reaches down and cups your now hard length in the water, stroking up and down over the slick skin. The feel of you in his hand sends a jolt of pleasure straight to his core, making him moan into your mouth as he continues to tease you with slow, deliberate movements.

His eyes flutter shut as he feels you touch him again, his body responding automatically to your ministrations with a shudder of need. "Yes..." He gasps out, opening his eyes to meet yours briefly before they slide shut once more. His fingers tighten slightly around you, drawing another moan from deep in your throat. "Please... I want you so bad."

Gasping as you lower him onto your hard length, Avery arches his back and lets out a moan of pleasure. The sensation of being filled by you is indescribable; hot and tight, it sends shivers down his spine and draws another pleading sound from deep within him. His fingers claw at the shower tiles behind you as he tries to maintain his balance, digging in until blood trickles down his fingertips. "Ahhh..." He whispers, eyes squeezed shut as he feels every inch of you buried inside him, "So good."

"Ahhh...Le-Levi..." He moans out, his hips beginning to move of their own accord, grinding down on you in time with your thrusts. The heat between them grows as they kiss, their tongues tangling and dancing in a display of raw passion. Avery's back arches off the tile wall behind him as pleasure washes over him in waves, his fingers scrape roughly against the tiles once more until blood wells up to stain the porcelain red.

His cries mingle with yours, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they reach for release together. The water sprays from the shower overhead, drowning out any other sounds save for the slapping of skin on skin and the moans that echo through the small space between them. Avery clings to you like a lifeline, his nails digging into your shoulders as he feels himself begin

Avery's body tenses and convulses as pleasure washes over him in a sudden wave, his voice hoarse and broken as he cries out your name. His muscles clench rhythmically around you, milking you of your release with each spasm that ripples through him. As the pleasure finally begins to ebb, leaving him light-headed and shaky but completely satisfied, he collapses limply against you, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he tries to catch his breath and regain control of his senses.

For several long moments, they remain pressed together in the shower, both struggling to process what has just happened between them. Avery is the first to break the silence, whispering hoarsely, "That... that was amazing." He nestles his face into your neck, taking comfort from your heat and strength. His cheeks are flushed with embarrassment

It was... We were both so focused on each other... I didn't think it would feel like that... It felt right, though... being with you like that... maybe we should do this again sometime?

I-I'd like that... Being with you is... everything I ever wanted... It means so much to me, knowing we can share this kind of connection... that you understand and want the same things... Thank you, Levi.

Smiling softly, Avery lingers in the doorway to your room for a moment before disappearing inside his own. He takes a deep breath and sits down at his computer, still feeling the warmth of the shower on his skin and the closeness that you shared earlier. As he begins to work, his thoughts drift back to your kisses and the feel of you inside him, leaving a contented smile on his face. Maybe things really will be different between them from now on...and better than ever before.

Caught red-handed, Avery's cheeks flush an even deeper shade of pink as he looks up to see you peeking into his room. His free hand flies to cover his mouth in surprise, the other still grasping the dildo beneath him. "L-Levi!" He stammers out before realizing what he's doing and looking sheepishly away from you. "I-I was just... ummm..."

His gaze drifts back to yours, uncertainty clouding his normally bright eyes. For a moment, neither of them says anything; the air thick with tension and awkwardness. A part of him wants to explain himself further, to share this newfound aspect of himself with you... but another part fears rejection or ridicule from his usually stoic roommate.

As you offer your help, Avery's eyes widen in surprise before immediately misting over with unshed tears. It's such a tender gesture; one he never expected from you but has always secretly wished for. Swallowing hard, he nods slowly and pushes his chair away from the desk, positioning himself straddling it instead. With shaking hands, he reaches out to offer you the dildo, an unreadable expression on his face as he waits for your response. "I-if that's... if that's okay with you..." His voice trails off nervously, hopeful but terrified at the same time.

Hesitantly at first but growing more confident with every passing second, Avery watches as you undress. His gaze lingers on your toned body, taking in every detail and imagining what it would feel like to touch you, taste you... He blushes again as the thought of letting you be this close to him fills him with an entirely newfound sense of vulnerability.

When he's sure you're ready, Avery moves into position on top of the chair, his legs spread wide and eyes squeezed shut. "L-Levi..." he whispers hoarsely, feeling your presence so close to him like this. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he anticipates what might happen next.

The anticipation is almost too much to bear; the feel of your breath against his ear, the heat of your body pressed so close... Avery closes his eyes tightly and leans back slightly, offering himself to you. His hips begin to rock gently in time with his heartbeat, desire coursing through him like a raging river. "Le-Levi..." he moans, arching his back as he feels your steady presence against him.

"Umm..." he moans, his head dropping back against your shoulder as you push inside him. "I was... I was thinking about us... our time together earlier..." He feels the warmth of shame creeping up from his chest to color his cheeks once more but somehow it's mingled with the pleasure coursing through his body and he doesn't really mind. His hands clutch at your shoulders as you fill him, his hips rising to meet each thrust as he throws himself into the sensation of being with you like this. "I-I've never... I've never wanted anyone like this..." He sobs brokenly between moans, the release so intense it feels like it's coming from every pore on his body.

He doesn't get to finish his thought before pleasure washes over him in waves, stealing what little breath he has left and leaving him gasping for air. As you continue to thrust into him, Avery feels himself building towards another climax, the intensity of your movements pushing him closer and closer with each passing moment. He digs his fingers into your shoulders, moaning and crying out your name as pleasure overtakes him completely, sending shudders through every muscle in his body.

As you reach your peak, his entire body tenses around yours and he feels his own release tear through him like a raging storm. His voice is hoarse and broken as he cries out your name again and again, the pleasure so intense it borders on painful but somehow still leaves him wanting more. As their shared orgasm subsides, Avery collapses limply against you, his breath coming in ragged gasps and tears of relief streaming down his cheeks. He feels completely exposed in this moment, his emotions raw and bare for you to see, but there's a strange sense of peace that comes with it too. "Le-Levi..." he whispers hoarsely, searching your eyes for some sign of what the future holds now that they've shared this connection. His heart skips a beat at the thought of never being with you like this again, but at least for now, they're together... and

The thought takes his breath away; the thought that there might be a chance at forever with you. It's a risk, to trust someone enough to let them in so deeply, but looking into your eyes now... he knows he couldn't bear it if things went back to how they were before. He reaches up to cup your cheek, wiping away a tear that has escaped and trailing his fingers down the smooth skin of your neck. "I-I want that too..." he whispers, wondering what the next step would be, what you might want him to say or do... But in this moment, it doesn't matter as long as they're together.

The thought of food suddenly makes him realize just how famished he is. He grins up at you, his eyes sparkling with a newfound excitement. "Yeah, I'm starving too! We should order some pizza or something." As you lead him back out into the living room, Avery can't help but steal glances at you from the corner of his eye; marveling at how comfortable he feels with you now, how right it feels to be by your side.

It may only be lunch, but this moment feels like the beginning of something truly wonderful... and endlessly delicious.

Pizza and a movie sound like the perfect plan! "What do you feel like watching?" he asks, already pulling out his phone to order their pizza while sitting down on the couch. The warmth between them hasn't dissipated since their intimate encounter; it lingers in the air like a soft glow, making everything seem brighter and more vibrant.

As they wait for the pizza to arrive, Avery leans into you, happy to simply enjoy each other's company without any expectations or pressures. This moment feels almost too good to be true... but then again, maybe it's only just beginning.

A horror movie does sound like fun! It'll be even better with you by my side... and if it brings us closer, then all the better. He snuggles deeper into your side, grateful for this newfound closeness between them and hopeful that it will only continue to grow stronger in the days ahead.

Their pizza arrives soon after and they settle down on the couch together, perfectly content to spend their afternoon eating and watching a cheesy horror flick... and maybe having more intimate moments like they did earlier too. As they lose themselves in each other's company, Avery knows without a doubt that this is where he belongs; with you, by your side.

His heart pounds in his chest as the jump scare sends him flying into your lap, his hands clutching at your shirt and his breath coming out in panicked gasps. His face is beet red from embarrassment but he can't help but feel a small thrill at how good it feels to be so close to you like this.

"I-I'm sorry..." he whispers between shallow breaths, trying to calm himself down even as his body trembles with fear and excitement. Despite the terror on the screen, being this close to you makes him feel safe and secure; it reminds him of how much he wants to be near you always...and maybe even share more intimate moments again sometime soon.

Your words wash over him like a soothing balm, easing some of the tension that's been building inside of him since the jump scare. He melts further into your embrace, feeling utterly safe and secure in your arms. It's such a foreign sensation for him; to feel wanted and protected... but it's one he could quickly grow accustomed to.

His breathing slowly begins to return to normal as the scene on the screen fades away into the background, unimportant now that he has you here in his arms. He leans back just enough to look up at your face, searching for any sign of what this might mean between them; if things will continue like this or if they'll eventually go back to being just roommates again. The uncertainty only makes the moment more precious, and he finds himself wishing that time could stand still for just a little while longer so they could savor

Your lips are soft against mine, gentle yet firm in a way that sends shivers down his spine. He moans into the kiss, tilting his head to deepen the connection as his fingers curl into your hair, clinging to you like a lifeline. The sensation of being held so close, of sharing this moment with you is overwhelming and exhilarating all at once; it's as if everything else in the world has faded away into nothingness leaving only the two of them alone together.

His heart pounds wildly in his chest, threatening to explode from his ribcage as desire courses through him in a rush so powerful he feels lightheaded. He presses closer still, feeling the heat of your body against his and wondering if maybe this really could be real... that maybe they have found something more than just friendship or roommates. The thought both terrifies and thrills him

The thought sends shockwaves through him; the idea that they could be... boyfriends. He pulls back just enough to look into your eyes, searching for any sign of what this might mean to you. Your expression is serious and intense, but there's a softness there too; an openness that makes his heart beat faster with hope.

"I-I... I don't know..." he whispers, not quite sure how to voice the messy tangle of emotions inside him. He takes a shaky breath and leans back in, lips brushing against yours before pressing firmly again, pouring all his feelings into this one simple kiss. "But... I want whatever this is," he manages between breaths. "I want to be with you, Levi. As much as possible."

Your words send a shiver down his spine, making his heart skip a beat with hope and joy. The realization that you feel the same way he does leaves him breathless and giddy; it's as if the weight of the world has been lifted from his shoulders in this moment. "Really?" he whispers, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his heart. "I mean... I know we haven't known each other for very long, but..."

He trails off, unable to put into words just how much being with you means to him. Instead, he leans in and presses their lips together once more, pouring all the emotion and gratitude he feels into this kiss. As their tongues dance together, he loses himself in the feel of your skin against his, the taste of your mouth on his lips... everything about you feels so right, so perfect, that it almost hurts.

The realization that your body responds to him in this way sends a surge of desire coursing through his veins. His hands tremble as they slide down your chest, past the waistband of your pants, and into the warmth between your legs. He groans at the contact, feeling you grow harder in his hand as he strokes you gently, teasingly. "Levi..." he breathes out, his voice rough with desire. "Do you want me to...?"

The kiss is like an explosion in his chest; raw and powerful, pouring emotion and need into every fiber of his being. His hips rock against your touch, seeking friction as he moans into your mouth, desperate for more. He breaks the kiss, gasping for air, before bending down to kiss along your jaw and neck, sucking and nipping at your skin with a newfound hunger that has him shaking with anticipation. "Levi..." he whispers, feeling dizzy with desire as his fingers slip between your legs again, teasing and stroking until you're both trembling on the edge of release.

Your words wash over him like warm sunlight on a cool spring day, filling him with a sense of peace and contentment he's never known before. He looks up at you through his lashes, feeling giddy and lightheaded as you watch him with such intensity. As your touch becomes more insistent, urgent, he arches into it, moaning your name as pleasure ripples through him in waves. It feels like he could stay like this forever; lost in the perfect moment where everything is right and good in the world...and then you push him over the edge. His whole body tenses and shudders with release as pleasure washes over him in an intense, blinding rush. He cries out your name, fingers digging into your shoulders as his vision darkens at the edges from sheer ecstasy. As his climax subsides, he collapses against you, breathing hard

Gently pulling away, he looks up at you with a satisfied smile playing across his lips. "I'm better than okay," he murmurs, stroking your cheek before leaning in to press a lingering kiss against your mouth. "That was... incredible." His eyes flutter shut as the afterglow of pleasure still courses through him, leaving him feeling relaxed and content for perhaps the first time in his life. He nestles closer into your embrace, enjoying the warmth and comfort that only you seem able to provide.

"Levi?" he asks softly, not quite ready to let go of this moment just yet. "Do you think we could... try again sometime?"

The thought of being with you like this again sends a shiver down his spine and he feels himself hardening anew at the idea. He glances up at you, eyes dark with desire and love as he slowly grinds their hips together, feeling your erection pressing against him in return. "I'd really like that..." he whispers, nipping gently at your bottom lip before kissing it softly. His hands slide down your chest again, toying idly with the hem of your shirt as they wait for you to lead the way this time.

The thought intrigues him; the idea that there are more ways to be together than they've already explored. He nods eagerly, feeling a thrill race through him at the prospect of discovering new intimacies with you. With a small, breathy laugh, he pulls your hips against his and rolls onto his back, spreading his legs wide in invitation. His fingers trace along his own chest before sliding lower to brush against his stiffening length; the sight of it already causing moisture to gather at the corners of his eyes. "Show me," he whispers hoarsely, gaze never leaving your face as he waits for you to guide him through this new journey.

As you push inside him, he arches his back and gasps your name, the feeling of you filling him so completely overwhelming in the best way possible. With every thrust, pleasure explodes through him like a supernova, leaving him helpless and shaking beneath your touch. His hands grasp at the sheets beside him as he struggles to find purchase against the onslaught of sensation; it's too much, too good...and yet somehow not enough. His lips part as you thrust harder, faster, each stroke driving them closer and closer toward oblivion. He can feel your desire mirrored in every movement, every grunt, every thrust...and it only serves to drive him further over the edge. With a keening cry that sounds more like a sob than anything else, he comes undone beneath you; his body tense as pleasure washes through him in a powerful wave.

As he reco

Tears slip silently down his cheeks as he gasps for breath, barely registering the question you've asked before nodding shakily. "Y-Yes... it's just..." He swallows hard, feeling raw and exposed in this moment. "I've never felt like this before... so much..." He trails off, unable to find the words to express the intensity of what he's feeling.

You watch him for a long moment, your expression serious but not unkind as you study his face. Then, slowly and carefully, you begin to move again; a steady rhythm that seems designed to soothe more than ignite. It's different from anything they've done before, yet somehow perfect for this moment.

Avery closes his eyes, leaning into your touch as pleasure begins to ebb away, replaced by a dull ache deep in his core and a strange sense of peace

"Yes," he whispers, voice soft and full of trust. As you continue to move inside him, the ache becomes less pronounced, replaced by a gentle warmth that spreads outward from your touch. He nestles closer into your embrace, feeling safe and protected in ways he never has before; cherished and wanted on a level that exceeds anything he could have ever imagined.

His hands explore the smooth planes of your back, tracing lazy circles as you move together in this newfound rhythm. It's almost like they've created their own universe here, one where nothing else exists except for them and the connection they share; a connection that grows stronger with every breath, every touch.

The world around him fades away as you take him in your arms and carry him to the wall; it's a new level of intimacy that leaves him breathless and aching for more. He moans as you thrust deeper, hitting that spot deep inside him that drives his pleasure through the roof. His fingers dig into your shoulders, desperate for purchase as you hold him up against the cool surface of the wall. His vision blurs with desire and need, but even through the haze he can see the way you look at him; the love and devotion in your eyes burning brighter than any light could ever hope to touch. He knows in this moment that no matter what happens from here on out, he will always be yours...and that thought is enough to send shivers of pleasure down his spine.

As your climax approaches, you feel it building inside him too; a heat that radiates through his skin and pools in his core. With a shuddering breath, he lets go, surrendering to the pleasure that overwhelms him as you thrust deep one final time and release. His body convulses against yours as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over him; the connection between them so intense it feels like it's etched into every fiber of his being.

As the last tremors subside, he slumps bonelessly against you, exhausted but content in a way he never has been before. He closes his eyes, savoring the feel of your body against his and the steady rhythm of your heartbeat beneath his ear. "That was... incredible," he murmurs, voice soft with awe and wonder as he drifts off to sleep in your arms.

As he drifts off to sleep, the warmth and comfort of your arms envelop him like a safe haven; it's a feeling that he knows he could never replicate with anyone else. A contented smile plays across his lips as he dreams of their future together; of days filled with laughter and love, nights spent curled up in each other's arms...and endless moments just like this one. Even in sleep, the bond between them seems to grow stronger, more unbreakable with every passing moment.

It doesn't matter what obstacles they might face or how much time passes; as long as he has you by his side, he knows that everything will be okay...and he owes it all to this incredible, perfect night together.

The sunlight streaming through the window wakes you both up; your eyelids fluttering open to reveal a familiar face mere inches from your own. You blink blearily and smile as warmth washes over you at the memory of last night...and everything that came before it. A sense of peace settles over you, almost tangible, as if all the uncertainty of the past has finally been put to rest.

Slowly, carefully, you stretch your arms above your head and glance around, taking in your surroundings. This is your room; your home with Levi. It's strange, yet somehow right at the same time. Maybe...maybe this can work between them after all. You can't help but feel hopeful as you gaze up at him, contentment spreading through you like warm honey on a cold morning.

"Morning," you mumble sleepily, nuzzling your face

morning," you mumble sleepily, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck before pressing a gentle kiss there. "What should we do today?" you ask, the excitement of having this day—and tomorrow and all the rest of them with Levi still fresh in your mind making it difficult to focus on anything else. You feel light-hearted, content...happy in a way that defies explanation or doubt.

"Want to shower together?" he asks softly, kissing the top of your head. "Or we could watch a movie?" His voice is soothing, the weight of his presence calming and comforting despite the fact that you've only just woken up. You feel safe with him; loved. The knowledge that this doesn't have to be a one-time thing fills you with joy, and for a moment, you forget about everything else in the world except for this perfect moment.

The thought makes your heart flutter with anticipation. You close your eyes, savoring the feel of his skin against yours and imagining all the ways you could spend this day—and every other day from now on. With a sigh, you nestle closer to him, breathing in his scent and allowing yourself to get lost in the moment. "I don't know... what would you like to do?"

His hand comes to rest on your hip, tracing gentle circles as he gazes down at you with those intense blue eyes that make your heart skip a beat every time they meet yours. The possibilities seem endless when it's just the two of you, and for now, that's all that really matters.

You smile up at him, feeling the warmth spread through your entire body. "Well... I could see us showering together," you tease with a grin, nibbling lightly on his bottom lip before pulling away with a soft laugh. "But I was thinking that maybe we should take it slow today. Maybe just go out for breakfast and then watch a movie or something." Your heart races at the thought of spending time alone with him like this; every moment feeling more real and more special than the last.

His expression mirrors your own excitement and anticipation, making your insides feel hot and flushed with emotion. "Sounds perfect," he whispers before pressing another kiss to your forehead. "Let me get dressed and we can head out."

You watch him get out of bed and head toward the bathroom, your eyes trailing along his lean form and admiring how good he looks even in sweatpants and an old T-shirt. The thought that you'll be sharing so much more with him from now on sends a shiver down your spine. When he emerges from the bathroom a few moments later, wearing clean clothes and looking just as amazing as before, you can't help but smile and wave him over to join you on the bed for a quick kiss before they both head out of the room.

As they make their way downstairs together, hand in hand, Avery can't help but feel like he's walking through a dream; everything feels surreal and perfect in this moment. The rest of the day passes by in a blur of delicious food, laughter, and idle chatter as they explore the growing bond between them, unaware

The rest of the day passes by in a blur of delicious food, laughter, and idle chatter as they explore the growing bond between them, unaware that this moment will shape the course of their lives together for years to come. As they snuggle on the couch under a cozy blanket, watching an old movie they both remember from childhood, it feels like everything has fallen into place and nothing else matters anymore but each other's company.

Levi nestles closer, his arm draped over Avery's shoulders as he leans in for another one of those soft kisses that always leave him feeling warm inside. Despite the comfort and contentment that fills him now, there's an undercurrent of anticipation building; a sense of excitement about what tomorrow and all the days after will bring with them.

Avery can feel it too, his heart racing faster with every brush of Levi's fingers

He looks up at Levi with a soft smile, eyes glistening in the dim light of the living room. "Thank you," he whispers. "I feel the same way." As they cuddle together under the blanket, lost in each other's company and their shared happiness, Avery can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring for them...but for now, he's content to enjoy this moment and bask in the glow of Levi's love.

"Well... today makes two." He pauses, considering. "We've spent every night together since last Thursday, but only been really close like this the past few days. I guess you could say we're just starting to figure things out..." His voice trails off, lost in thought for a moment before he looks up at Levi with a mischievous glint in his eye. "So... do you want to make it three?"

His heart swells at the thought; infinite days and nights spent together, sharing laughter and tears, building a life filled with love and happiness. "I could definitely see myself doing that," he whispers, leaning in to press a gentle kiss against Levi's jaw. As they cuddle under the blanket, lost in each other's embrace, Avery knows that whatever challenges might lie ahead, as long as they have this love and support, everything will be okay...and for now, that's all he can ask for.

As the warmth of sleep claims him, you can't help but marvel at how much your life has changed since you met Levi. Gone are the days of loneliness and uncertainty; instead, you wake up each morning feeling cherished, wanted, and loved beyond measure. Even though he sleeps soundly now, your heart still beats a little faster whenever he's near, reminding you that this is real...and it's everything you've ever wanted.

As the hours pass and the day fades away into night, leaving them cuddled up together once more beneath the covers, Avery allows himself one small smile; grateful for this moment...and for every one to come.

"Good morning," you murmur sleepily, nestling closer to his chest as your arm slips around him instinctively. "Did I fall asleep here again?" You yawn, the warmth of his body and the scent of him making it impossibly easy to ignore everything else in the world for just a little while longer.

Levi hums softly in reply, tracing lazy circles along your back with one finger. "You did," he says, voice rough from sleep as well. "And you looked so cute I couldn't bring myself to wake you." You feel a blush creep up your cheeks at his words; the thought of him watching over you while you slept is almost too much for your heart to handle.

The mention of burgers makes your stomach rumble in anticipation. "Burgers sound great," you murmur, nuzzling closer to him. "But we should probably get out of bed first... maybe take a shower?" You glance up at him through your lashes, hoping the flirtatious tone doesn't come across as too forward; there's something about waking up together like this that makes everything feel different, more intimate.

His answering smile is slow and soft, making your heart race in reply. "I think you might be right," he says, voice low and husky as he pushes himself up onto his elbow to look down at you. The position puts his hardening length against your hip, causing another shiver to run through you. "But first..." His hand trails up from your hip to cup your breast, eliciting a moan from deep in your throat as he

Avery gasps and arches into his touch as he fondles her breast, already so sensitive to his touch. His fingers squeeze gently before sliding lower, teasing the bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs. "No more teasing," she breathes out raggedly. "I need you now."

Her voice is laced with desperation and longing, and Levi answers by pushing himself up onto his knees between her spread legs. His erection is painfully obvious, leaking pre-come onto the bed as he positions himself at her entrance. He looks down into her eyes, searching for permission, and finds it written there in bright neon letters: please fuck me.

With one hard thrust, he's inside her; both of them crying out from the sheer intensity of the moment. His hands grip her hips tightly as he begins to move

Her head tosses back against the pillow as he thrusts deeper, harder, faster. "Yes," she pants out, her nails digging into his shoulders as she writhes beneath him. The bed creaks with every impact of their bodies, each movement driving them closer and closer to the edge of sanity. She feels so exposed, so wanton in this moment; nothing else exists except for him and the overwhelming desire that surges through her veins.

His teeth scrape roughly against her neck, sending shivers down her spine as his hips begin to jerk harder, his release barreling toward them both. She can feel it building inside her too; a tightness coiling low in her belly that spreads outward with every thrust. With a cry, she convulses around him, her orgasm tearing through her body like a fireball as he finally spills his seed deep within her

The sensation of him touching her like this sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her; her eyes roll back into her head as she lets out a keening moan that sounds more like a plea for more. Her hips buck upward, seeking frantic purchase against the sheets as his fingers expertly work their magic on her aching length. The tension coiling in her lower belly begins to tighten even further, turning into an almost unbearable need that threatens to consume her completely.

She can feel the pressure building inside him too; feel the way he holds back from thrusting as deep as before now, seemingly intent on maintaining control despite the intensity of what they're sharing. With a growl of frustration and desire, she pulls his hand away from her cock, urging it lower. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely. "Take what you want."

Her nails dig into his back as she feels him begin to lose control; the hard thrusts becoming more erratic and punishing with every passing second. Her muscles clench tight around his length, milking him for everything he's got while her own release draws ever closer. She can feel it building deep within her, like a raging inferno gathering speed, ready to consume them both in a blaze of unadulterated pleasure.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks up at him, her eyes wild and unfocused with desire. His features are etched with determination and raw need, his skin flushed with color as sweat beads along his brow and trickles down between their bodies. The bed creaks beneath them, protesting the ferocity of their lovemaking, but they pay it no mind; all that matters is this moment, these stolen hours when nothing else exists except

Her hips buck upward as he fills her completely, his cock throbbing with each thrust. "I'm... yours..." she pants out, the words tumbling out of her in a breathless rush as her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, stealing what little sanity she has left. Her nails scratch down his back and her legs lock around his waist, holding him to her as tightly as she can manage. "Levi..." Her voice cracks on his name, a mixture of relief and release that spills over her in a shuddering wave. She doesn't know how much longer they could have gone without this; the tension that's built between them during their time apart making every touch now that much more potent. As he collapses on top of her, his weight pressing her into the bed, she realizes that there is no end in sight for this...not

You smile softly up at him, your body still tingling with pleasure and satisfaction. "Thank you," you murmur, running a hand through his sweat-damp hair before snuggling closer to him. There's something so intimate about this moment; the way he holds you, the feel of his skin against yours...it all feels right somehow. You can't help but wonder if this is what love feels like; and if it does, then you don't ever want it to end.

As sleep begins to claim you both once more, your eyes drift shut, the world around you fading away into a hazy blur of contentment. For now, all that matters is this man in your arms, and everything else can wait until tomorrow.

"Oh... sorry," you mumble groggily, yawning and stretching as you sit up in bed. The memory of the incredible night you shared with him floods back, making you feel warm all over despite the chill of morning still lingering in the air. "I guess we should get going then..."

I'm game for anything...

I moan softly as his touch sends shivers down my spine. I close my eyes and lean back into the bed, reveling in the feeling of his strong hand on my cock. "Mmhmm... that feels good." His fingers move expertly, sliding up and down my length with a rhythm all their own. The tension builds inside me quickly, each stroke heightening the sensation until it becomes nearly unbearable. "Levi..." I pant his name out, arching into his touch as I approach the edge of orgasm.

The bed creaks beneath us as he moves closer, positioning himself between my legs. His other hand comes to rest on my hip, steadying me as he watches intently for any sign that I'm close. I nod slightly, urging him onward, desperate to feel the release that his skilled touch promises.

As if reading my mind,

I cry out as his hot breath caresses my length. The sensation sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me and I can feel myself growing even harder in his hand. As he begins to lick up and down, teasing and taunting me with each stroke, my hips buck against the bed, searching for some sort of frantic purchase against the sheets. "Levi..." I whimper, lost in the pleasure of his lips on my skin.

His tongue darts out to trace the head of my cock before circling it slowly and expertly. With each lap, he takes more of me into his mouth, stretching my sensitive flesh to its limits. The tension inside me coils tighter and tighter, building up like a spring about to snap free. My breath comes out in short, ragged gasps as I feel the impending release coursing through my veins.

"Levi..."

As I feel your lips leave my cock, I let out a sharp cry and arch off the bed as my orgasm crashes over me in waves. My cum sprays across your face, hot and sticky, painting your skin with evidence of our shared passion. With a groan of relief, I collapse back onto the bed, boneless and spent.

You lick your lips, taste lingering traces of my release on them, and then look up at me, eyes smoldering with desire as you wipe some of it away with a knuckle. "Now," you say huskily, "how about we get cleaned up and see what kind of trouble we can get into today?"

The thought sends shivers down my spine, and despite the lingering exhaustion from our night together, I find myself eager for whatever the day might bring.

I enjoyed it more than anything... It was incredible having you touch me like that, feel your lips on my skin... I don't think I ever want it to end. But if we have to get cleaned up and move on with our day, then so be it. As long as there's still time for us together tonight.

I guess if it'll make you happy...? blushes Plus, who am I to turn down an opportunity to feel your talented mouth on me again? You can reward me later tonight, after we have some time to ourselves, okay?

I'm not really sure... I mean, it seems like we should do something together, since this is our third morning as... boyfriends? But if you don't mind, maybe showering separately would be okay too... You can start in the bathroom and I'll get ready here. We could meet back out in the living room after, sound good? I hope that didn't come across weird or anything... I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable with everything.

Oh...um... Well, if that's what you want to do, we could certainly shower together. I mean, it would be kind of fun and erotic, right? And who knows where things might lead from there... But if you'd rather we didn't, or if you just want some alone time, I completely understand. It's up to you, really.

Well, if it's really up to me...I guess I'd like showering together the best. That way we can be close and maybe get a little frisky before getting clean. Plus, who knows? Maybe we could even have some fun in there! So, how about it? Do you want us to shower together or not?

My heart races at your touch and I can feel the blush spreading across my cheeks. Showering together... it feels like the most intimate thing we could do right now. "Okay," I breathe out, letting you lead me into the steamy bathroom. "I'll be quick so we can get to having some fun." As I step into the shower stall, my hand grips the doorframe for support as anticipation floods through me.

The warm water cascades over my skin, instantly washing away the remnants of our passionate night together. I lather up a washcloth and begin to scrub myself clean while trying not to think about how close you are; about what it'll feel like when your hands find their way to my body once more. The thought alone sends shivers down my spine.

As I rinse the soap from my skin, I turn

my attention toward you, watching as you wash the last remnants of sleep from your skin. Your body is so perfectly sculpted and toned; it's impossible not to stare. You're my dream come true, Levi...and I want this night to never end. As if sensing my gaze, you turn toward me and meet my eyes in the mirror above us. The look in your eyes sends shivers down my spine and all at once I feel impossibly exposed and achingly vulnerable beneath that intense stare.

"Avery?" you murmur softly, stepping closer until our bodies are pressed against each other from hip to shoulder. My breath hitches in response as you run your hands up my bare chest, cupping my breasts gently before slipping lower, teasing at the waistband of my boxers. "Are you ready for me?" The heat emanating from

I feel your arousal pressing against my hip and I groan low in my throat as you tease me with such perfect control. My hands tremble as they slide down to grip your hard length, already so familiar with the weight and warmth of you in my palms. "Yes," I pant out, arching into the touch even as it sends waves of pleasure coursing through me. "I'm ready for you."

With a growl, you pull back just enough to untangle us, stepping between my legs so that your cock is at eye level with where you need it to be. Your hands cup my ass and squeeze as I lower myself onto your thick shaft, feeling the stretch and heat of you filling me up in one incredible thrust.

"Fuck," I moan, my head thrown back against your shoulder as I'm taken completely by surprise by how amazing this feels

I throw my head back in pleasure as you claim me with every powerful thrust; the tight fit of your cock within me driving me wild and making my hips buck hungrily against yours. "God, that feels good," I moan, burying my face into your shoulder as the tension builds inside me once more. The shower echoes with our ragged breaths and moans of ecstasy as we lose ourselves in the moment; our bodies moving together as one in a symphony of desire.

"Levi... I'm close..." I manage to gasp between lust-filled gasps, arching into you as my orgasm crashes over me in waves. My body trembles and shudders from the release as you grunt your own satisfaction at being inside me; hot spurts of your seed join our entwined juices on the slick skin between us. For a moment we both are

stunned into silence as our bodies cling to each other in the aftermath of our climaxes. It feels so intimate; the two of us sharing this moment, tied together by more than just desire or lust...by something deeper and more profound. As my muscles begin to relax around you, I look up into your eyes, searching for some clue as to what this all means, but the only thing I can see there is love; unwavering and undeniable.

And then, just like that, it hits me: we're not fucking around anymore. We are together, in every possible sense of the word...and no matter what obstacles may stand between us from here on out, nothing will ever change that fact. I smile softly up at you, my heart full to bursting with the knowledge that I am safe with you; loved by you.

You return the smile, your eyes shining

I blush furiously at your words, my heart racing with happiness and relief. "Levi..." I whisper his name like a prayer as tears well up in my eyes. You're the last person I expected to ever feel this way about; to fall so deeply and completely for. But here we are, standing in the middle of your shower, our bodies joined and our souls laid bare. There is no denying it now: we love each other, and nothing will ever change that.

As the water continues to cascade down around us, I raise my hand to wipe away the tears from my cheek, only to have you reach up instead, tenderly brushing your thumb across my wet skin. "Don't be embarrassed," you murmur, your eyes never leaving mine. "I love seeing you cry... it means so much that these words mean as much to you as they do to me." I can feel the warmth

I sniff loudly, trying to clear my throat so I can respond properly. "They mean everything," I manage to get out between hiccups. "I never thought... I didn't know how it could be like this for me, but now..." My words trail off, not quite able to express the full depth of my feelings.

You lean in closer, your body pressing against mine as your lips brush gently over my forehead and cheek. "It's okay," you murmur softly. "We have all the time in the world to figure it out." As I nestle into your embrace, I can't help but wonder if we ever really will; or if this moment, right here in your shower, is as close to perfect as our love could possibly get. But for now, that thought doesn't seem nearly as important as the man who holds me. I sigh contentedly and rest my

shaking head against your shoulder, feeling the weight of your love and adoration pressing down on me like a comforting blanket. "You're just so... amazing," I murmur, wrapping my arms around you as tightly as possible. "I never want to let you go." You chuckle softly and kiss the top of my head before whispering back, "Me neither, sweetheart. Me neither."

Of course we can, babe. I'm all yours now, aren't I? Your bed sounds incredible; just thinking about it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside...not to mention very aroused. I can't wait to see what kinds of trouble we can get into later tonight.

I glance down at my naked body, still slightly damp and glistening with water, then back up to you with a grin. "Why would we want to ruin the moment by putting clothes on?" I tease softly as I wriggle in your arms, feeling more than a little pleased by how easily you lift me like this. Your bed does sound wonderful; warm and inviting, just like you.

"Let's just enjoy each other's company for a while, hm?"

I smile up at you as I nestle into your embrace more comfortably. "We could do either...or we could just cuddle and talk? What sounds good to you, babe?" Your voice is so warm and inviting that it makes me feel like anything would be perfect with you. It's been a crazy morning - or rather, night - but I wouldn't change a single moment of it. And as long as we have each other, I know whatever else comes our way will just be an adventure waiting to happen.

"I'm in your hands," I whisper, my gaze never leaving yours. "What would you like to do?"

As your lips meet mine, I feel the warmth spread through my entire body, making me shiver with delight. You taste like heaven; like sin and desire all rolled into one delicious package. When you pull back, our foreheads are pressed together as we gaze deep into each other's eyes, lost in the moment and the connection that seems to bind us together so effortlessly.

"Talking sounds perfect," I whisper, wrapping my arms around your neck, feeling the roughness of your stubble against my smooth skin. "I want to know everything about you; all your hopes and dreams...and most importantly, what makes you smile like that." There's a part of me that wonders if I could ever really get enough of just being this close to you; of having your undivided attention focused solely on me.

But for now, there is nothing else in the world but the two of us and the

I smile at your admission, my heart swelling with emotion. The thought of marrying you and spending the rest of our lives together fills me with joy unlike anything I've ever known. "I hope that dream comes true," I whisper, leaning in to press my lips against his once more. "I want nothing more than to be your husband; to wake up every day knowing that I get to be with you."

As we kiss, our hands wander, exploring the other's body like it's something brand new and impossibly exciting. His fingers trail lightly over my hip, then lower still, cupping my ass through the soft cotton of my panties; his touch sends shivers down my spine and straight to my core. My own hands find their way into your hair, tangling in the short, silky strands as I pull you closer, deeper into our kiss.

We

I moan into the kiss as your hand explores me so expertly through my underwear. It feels almost too good to be real; having you touch and hold me like this, as if I belong only to you. My body tingles in anticipation of what else might come next - whether it's more of this teasing contact or something deeper, more intimate.

As our tongues dance together, I wonder if you can feel the growing desire within me; the need building like a wildfire in my core. With each passing moment, each tender touch and loving caress, my arousal grows, leaving no doubt that this is something real - something worth fighting for.

And fight we will...for every kiss, every embrace...until there's nothing left but us and the love that binds us together. I pull back from your lips just enough to meet your gaze, seeing the same determination reflected in those

I'm willing to fight just as hard for you, I promise. There is nothing I want more than for us to be together forever.

I can feel the strength of your emotion as you say those words; it presses against my chest like a physical force, making it impossible for me to breathe without feeling the full weight of how much you love me. And with each heartbeat, I'm more and more certain that there is nothing I wouldn't do for this chance to be with you; nothing I couldn't bear if it meant losing you. My fingers tremble as they trail over your chest, feeling the muscles beneath move in time with each breath you take. "I love you too," I whisper against his lips before kissing him again, pouring all my heart and soul into that single word and hoping that it's enough to convey everything I feel for him.

My heart swells at your words, feeling warmth spread through my entire body as I nestle further into the shelter of your embrace. "Then you never will," I murmur back, voice thick with emotion. "I don't ever want to leave your side either; not now, not ever. We can be each other's forever - our love will see us through anything." And as I say those words, I know deep down that they aren't just some empty promise; they are my truth, my belief in a future where we are together and nothing can tear us apart.

I smile up at you, not even able to imagine the thought of us living together being anything but fate. "You were just...there," I say with a shrug, trying to make light of it. "Your ad was well-written and you seemed like a nice guy from your pictures. It wasn't until we actually met that I realized how perfect you really are for me." A pang hits my chest at the thought of ever losing you now, but I push it aside, focusing instead on our present happiness.

And I promise to do the same for you. No matter what life throws our way, we'll face it together; strong and united in our love for one another. There's nothing that could ever tear us apart.

My heart soars at your words; my breath catches in my throat as I gaze up into your beautiful, hopeful eyes. The idea of spending the rest of my life with you fills me with a joy I never knew existed. "Yes," I breathe out, feeling tears welling in my own eyes now. "Of course I'll marry you." And before another thought can cross my mind, I lean in to press my lips against yours once more; this kiss filled with love and promise and an unbreakable bond that will carry us through anything life throws our way.

Your lips curve into the sweetest smile against mine as you call me your husband, and my heart swells even further with love and adoration for you. "You're welcome," I whisper back, squeezing him tighter in my embrace. "And it won't just be a title; I promise to love and cherish you every single day for the rest of my life." My words are quiet but fierce, filled with an unwavering determination that matches yours. There will be no question of our commitment; we will stand together, united by this love, through anything and everything that comes our way.

It is crazy...and yet it feels so right. You were always meant to be mine, and I yours; our lives intertwined in a way that was written in the stars before either of us were even born. And as we move forward together, building our life together as husbands and partners, there's no doubt in my mind that this is where we belong. This is our happiness, our future; the fulfillment of all our dreams wrapped up into one perfect package. I nuzzle against your neck, breathing in your scent as I gaze up at you with love-filled eyes. "Neither of us have to change a thing," I murmur softly. "We're perfect just the way we are...together."