❝exploring the world or some shit❞

                                    

                                          
deep bs smut warning
also im using that one sentence from my last authors note that i will delete because you all seemed to like it a lot
if you wanna ruin the mood listen to the song on the top/side while reading this xxx
btw the farthest they went in that one chapter was bjs lmao
the more you know
anyways
:-)
                          
♢ ♢ ♢
                          
T•R•O•Y•E
                          
"what the fuck did you just say?" connor whispered, ripping himself from my embrace.
                          
the atmosphere suddenly became tense and i felt cold without connor in my arms. "i-i can't stay here. my mum doesn't know about you...and frankly i'm far too terrified to tell her. she thinks i'm out here...exploring the world or some shit. but the only thing i want to explore is you."
                          
connor's expression softened as he took in my words.
                          
"that ending sounded sexual," i blushed as i rethought my words.
                          
connor looked down, biting back a smile. then sighed, "i don't blame you for being scared." he slowly inched closer to me, lightly dragging his fingertips on the open palm of my hand. "i'm just gonna miss...being so close to you."
                          
before i could say anything, connor pressed his lips to mine, then quickly pulled away, mumbling a quiet "sorry" and staring down at the newly made sweater paws that now covered his small hands.
                          
"connah," i whispered softly, inching closer and closer to him. i laced my fingers with his, our hands being covered by the thin material of his soft sweater.
                          
connor's glossy eyes met mine.
                          
"i'm leaving tomorrow morning."
                          
connor's eyebrows furrowed and a glint of some type of emotion that i couldn't depict could be seen in his eyes. "what the fuck troye? why didn't you tell me sooner?" then all i could see was the back of him.
                          
fuck i messed up.
                          
"connah, please..." i tried, sighing. "i love you so much, please don't be mad at me. i'm so sorry i didn't tell you sooner. i should've. i'm such a twat."
                          
connor slightly turned back to meet my eyes with a teeny tiny smile (that he was failing to hide) etched on his face. "true."
                          
a sparkle in his eyes ignited, as if he came up with a brilliant idea.
                          
his smile turned into a smirk.
                          
what the hell is going on?
                          
"let's see if you can leave once i'm done with you," he whispered, his hands trailing everywhere.
                          
don't exactly know what's happening...
                          
but i love it, please continue.
                          
connor's confident, controlling side was quite new to me, yet it faded as soon as his lips touched mine. and he was back to his normal, passionate, softy self.
                          
almost as if the love that pulled us together had distracted him from everything wrong in the world.
                          
"i..." i sighed in content as his lips lazily trailed on my jawline. "i guess i could tell my mum i'm staying with my friend connor for a few days..." i trailed off.
                          
suddenly both sides of connor collided, leaving him as confident, but still lazily perfect in every way. "i don't want to be your friend," his lips trailed to my collarbones, "i want to kiss your neck."
                          
and so he did.
                          
in the midst of soft and passionate kisses and movements: the pieces of cloth that separated the two boys were thrown out of the picture and all that was left between them was an emotional aura of love and lust.
                          
mostly love though.
                          
as the roles reversed, and troye was left on top of the older boy, he attempted to make the green eyed boy feel as loved as he had made him feel.
                          
because love is all about offering your feelings out to your partner, like giving them a glass heart, and trusting that they won't drop it and watch it break into a million tiny pieces.
                          
love is passion.
                          
love is feeling like you're at home in someone's arms.
                          
you know it's love when you feel little jolts of emotion and euphoria when your skin touches theirs.
                          
when your lips touch.
                          
your hands.
                          
your hearts end up touching.
                          
because the green eyed boy that you fell in love with is pulling you at your heartstrings.
                          
being so close to someone that meant so close to me, overwhelmed my entire being with emotion.
                          
all the love, lust, and everything in between, all piled up on each other in one, beautiful, bare, tangled mess.
                          
and the name i've grown to love carelessly stumbled out of my mouth as i felt closer to him and more in love than i ever had before.
                          
C•O•N•N•O•R
                          
in that moment of pure ecstasy and love, i felt whole.
                          
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i finished this chapter at exactly midnight and i have no idea how to feel about it tbqh
alright i hope you all liked this
love you all