He says "kiss me like you miss me, fuck me like you hate me
And when you're fucking someone else just fuck her like she ain't me"

Moans were ragged as nails dragged over skin. The heightening levels of the atmosphere growing to dangerous levels as two bodies were intertwined with one another.

It had grown beyond all boundaries of just being innocent. For the past two weeks the duo had been making every excuse imaginable to get a moment alone together. Every meeting had become more intense than the last. Any form of decency had been dashed away.

To say they still had a friendship would be smudging the truth. It was teetering on that line that should never be blurred.

Yosuke always insisted that things never got weird. The leader was always present in going on dates with girls who were clearly interested in him, but that didn't stop him from dragging his supposed best friend into darkened alleyways,

It was a war within each of their minds. Each arguing that nothing would come of it, but every moment of ecstasy had that downfall of realization that they only wanted to feel this with the other and no one else.

"We have to stop this."

"This is the last time."

Whispers broken in the midst of passion-the promise of it being the final time. But the phone ringing not even an hour later shows the truth in those lies.

"I don't-I don't want this to end."

"Neither do I."

And so it never does.

- A Taste of Forever