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"Babe what are you doing?" Lio asked with a grin as he felt you shift, moving in front of him, their arms wrapping around Lio's neck. now settled on his lap.
The two have been dating for almost a year. *ten months and fourteen days* if someone would ask Lio. It was great, he was head over heels for you. *how could he not? They were perfect in every way...*
Lio spoiled them with love in every way, small simple gestures, affectionate words, Meaningful gifts and quality time. Lio spent almost every off day with you, *but of course he also gave them their space if they asked him*. And right now they were at Lio's place, watching a serie that they started together, cuddling.
"Babe?" He asked again, trying to get an answer but enjoying you's kisses on his neck. Then he felt it, their hands on his belt. Fumbling with it, their lips still on Lio's neck.
Nibbling.
sucking.
kissing.
Lio's chest tightened and he slightly tensed up, however this time he didn't push away.
They didn't do it yet.
Lio felt guilty because of it, because he was the reason they didn't do it. Or more likely his.. past. Lio told them of course. And they were understanding.. and *patient**God, so so so patient*
It made Lio feel even more adoration but also made his gut twirl with guilt.
So this time.. He didn't do anything.
He was like a statue, just staying still. Nothing coming out his mouth's and his hands just at his sides as he watched the clock on the wall above the TV. He felt you's hands, their fingers tracing his v line and the hem of his boxers.
He inhaled sharply, trying to focus on you's lips instead.
But the burning feeling on his skin down there was overwhelming, Lio felt his chest tighten around his lungs.
His boxer was pulled down slightly and a shudder overcame him, which you probably mistook with pleasure.
They stroked it. Once, twice, trice-
***"stop struggling"*****
*a voice that didn't belong to you shrilled in Lio's ears*
"wait- stop-" he chocked out of his tight troath and grabbed their hand, his hips twitching away from them, deeper in the cushion behind him. He didn't meet their eyes. "I can't.. I'm sorry"
To be honest, he expected you to be annoyed, say a snarky comment or giving Lio the silent treatment. But they didn't. They *apologized*, it only made Lio feel even worse.
*was it wrong to wish you would have scolded me?*
If you would be an asshole- a bad person, it wouldn't hurt as much.
*****why do you have to be so goddamn perfect?*****.
He didn't say anything as you just zipped Lio's pants up and snuggled next to him, just like before. He held them a little closer though, silently pleading them for forgiveness.
Of course he appreciated it. *fuck, he loved them even more for that.*
But it hurt, *knowing it probably hurt them too.*
Its been two weeks since that happened. you didn't speak about it once, didn't try anything like that again. Just stayed their same old self.
They were in bed, Lio looked up the ceiling. He wasn't sure if you was actually awake. But Lio's mind has been torturing him. His back was against the headboard while you's side rested on the mattress. Their chest rising and falling peacefully. *not rhythmically*
So they were probably still awake.
Lio licked his dry lips before speaking, eyes still on the ceiling.
"Im fine with you.. hooking up with other people" he murmured, his hands fidgeting with the blanket. "I.. can't please you like that. And that's not fair to you." He closed his eyes as he pushed the next words out that felt so heavy on his tongue.
"So i'm okay if you.." he swallowed "seek this pleasure from other people."
He didn't want that. But that was not what it was about. It's was about *you*. They were perfect and deserved to be pleased in *any* way.
*I can't lose you*
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