A/N: I am suffering from a vicious head cold. So, I wrote this because I am dying of boredom (and a fever).
So, leave lots of reviews! They fuel my ego and keep me writing! And they might make me better!
When You Say Those Words( When you say you love me
The world goes still, so still inside and
When you say you love me
For a moment, there's no one else alive. )
"When You Say You Love Me", Josh Groban
The two rolled together, entangled in the white bed sheets and each other. Their naked bodies were slick with sweat and the sheets clung to their bodies like a second skin. Their laughter filled the room as they came to a stop. One of the boys leaned over and kissed his lover's neck, his emerald hair spraying over his lover's flesh. The green-haired boy heard him gasp, and delighted in the sound. He continued his assault on his lover's pale, slender neck, kissing and licking it softly.
The blond boy grasped the green-haired boy's hand tightly, as the green-haired boy bit at his nipple. He moaned loudly. "Gar...not so hard." He hated when he did this. Gareas was so fierce in bed.
Emerald eyes turned up to meet the blond boy's crystalline blue ones. "Stop being such a baby, Ernest. Don't you like it?"
Ernest averted his eyes, then, blushing furiously. He was having a hard time coming to terms with his sexuality. It embarrassed him to tell Gar when he was turned on or what he wanted. "Well, yes...but..."
Gar grinned widely as he crawled on top of Ernest and looked down on him. "So, what's the problem?"
Ernest looked at him, frowning slightly. "Well, every time we're alone, we have sex." The blond lifted his hands and caressed the sides of his lover's face. "Can't...can't we just lay together for a while?"
Gareas smiled. "Sure" 'Damn' Gar thought, 'So much for getting some today...Ernest is such a romantic.' He sighed inwardly. But he kind of liked the idea as well.
He settled onto the bed, his body fitting perfectly with Ernest's. He buried his head into Ernest's blond hair, inhaling his lover's scent. The emerald boy then wrapped his arms about Ernest's naked waist. Ernest closed his eyes and held Gareas' hands in place. Gar was so warm, Ernest felt himself melting into his embrace.
"Gareas, could you...tell me you love me?" Sometimes, he had to be reassured that Gar would be there for him. He always had been, but...
The blond boy could feel Gareas' breath against his ear. He shivered a bit, and then calmed down when those words reached him. His heart fluttered. 'Gar...' he thought, 'never leave me. Or I don't know what I'll do.'
"Love you. Need You. Want You."
END
A/N: -collapses from fever-