Mutuality
Such beautiful sounds tear from his lungs, sounds that before long he'd forget to silence.
Meta Knight loved Olimar. He knew Olimar had a wife and kids but...who's to stop it?
When he told him, Olimar was understandably upset. He said he was sorry, but that he could never return his feelings, and Meta Knight had expected no less. So he made him an offer he couldn't refuse.
He tries to look anywhere but at me, and it hurts. He lets me do these things to him, can't he at least give me that?
Olimar didn't answer him for a long time, always dodging the meaningful glances Meta Knight would give him. But one night, he came wandering into his room at eleven o'clock with only one thing on his mind. Maybe he felt guilty he wasn't giving Meta Knight a chance, so he decided to let it happen, just once. Of course, something like that could never happen once.
He swallows, arches his back, licks his lips. I've seen it so many times, I know exactly what it means.
Whenever Olimar was in town, it was an unspoken ritual to invite him back to his room. Though, it's not like he needed an invitation. Anyone could tell things were falling apart at home. His visits became more frequent, but Meta Knight didn't mind. He'd let him use him however he wanted. He let himself think that if he kept giving himself wholly and unconditionally, maybe it would turn into something more.
I brace myself. He's almost done. I wish he'd let me touch him, kiss him, I wish we'd do things together instead of me servicing him. Perhaps he's afraid he might feel something for me if we do. All I can do is hope.
He'd often find himself just staring, making the other blush and look away quickly. It definitely meant something to him, but he wasn't allowing himself to express it. If something bad were to happen, Meta Knight could at least take comfort in the fact that he'd come running.
"M-Meta Knight..."
The words were just a whisper, but I hear it clear as a bell. I pull away, he groans softly.
"What is it?" I whisper back.
"I..I love you.." he breathes. I should be surprised, but I'm not. He's loved me for a couple months now, I just wanted to hear him say it.
"I know," I reply.
I quickly finish him off and he looks so cute, mouth open, panting, cheeks red. He's smiling like a fool and this time he doesn't get up and grab his clothes. He lets me hold him and I thank all of creation he can let go and be with me, because right now, nothing could make me happier.