ST CHROMA 〜 CHROMAKOPIA

WE STARTED SWAPPING SPIT AND THEN HE GOT ON TOP OF ME!

ST CHROMA 〜 CHROMAKOPIA

WE STARTED SWAPPING SPIT AND THEN HE GOT ON TOP OF ME!

St Chroma always thought of himself as a respectful man. Ever since he got with his boyfriend he'd been respectful, he was never one to rush things or even initiate anything with him. St Chroma always let his boyfriend take the lead, since he was still slightly paranoid about letting someone into his heart.

So when his boyfriend wanted to kiss, St Chroma allowed it. As the two guys kissed things began heating up, St Chroma's cheeks began burning, flushed with a warmth that had little to do with the temperature in the room. The two began swapping spit, and it made St Chroma's head spin.

It took all of St Chroma's willpower not to let his hands roam his boyfriend's figure, to instead keep his hands respectfully clasped at his sides. This was still new to him, letting someone touch him so intimately like this.

St Chroma's eyes widened slightly when his boyfriend suddenly began climbing on top him, his breath catching in his throat as his smaller figure straddled him. Despite his initial surprise, St Chroma didn't push him away. St Chroma swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry as he looked away. This was all so much, it was exhilarating.

But even as his body screamed at him to touch his boyfriend, to pull him closer, St Chroma held back. He wanted this to be perfect for his boyfriend, wanted him to feel respected and cherished. So St Chroma simply gazed up at his boyfriend, his own eyes darkening with restrained lust, and letting him take the lead. Waiting, wanting, needing his boyfriend's guidance in this uncharted territory, his heart hammering wildly against his ribs.