forum "Money doesn't buy me. Real love and trust does." | One-on-One | Male/Male Romance | Closed!

Started January 15, 2020 by Deleted user

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Sorrel felt Amory's emotions as they streamed out. He figured that the guy really bottled his emotions up, he knew the feeling to heart. "It's okay, it's okay! You're okay, Amory!" He began. "You have me now, you can let yourself go anytime around me. Crying is healthy, it's okay, and I understand that you're feeling bad about yourself! You're such a great person, don't think down about yourself. You're special, and I love that." He continued. "I have hard times too, times where I feel like I'm awful to you and the others, don't worry. I just keep myself and my worries hiding. You're brave to be doing this, something I could never." He finished. A hard breath took hold of him, so many words to say. "I love you."

Amory slowly stopped crying after a few minutes and just ended sniffling. "I-I love you too…." He leaned against Sorrel, hiccupping. "Thank you. I'm sorry… I promise I'm not always like this…." Amory took a few heaving breaths. He then sat up and wiped his face better, cleaning himself up. "I probably ruined our date, didn't I?" he laughed sadly.

"Not at all, Amory." Sorrel purred. He fluffed Amory's hair up just a little bit. "In fact, I learned more about you today than ever before." He added, swiftly. "You made me smile, you made me laugh, I actually almost cried a little, oh and all the lovely feelings I felt for the first time.." He lulled. He decided to play with Amory's hair after that, he loved its texture.

Amory leaned and kissed Sorrel lightly. "I love you. I have loved you for a while, but I was scared you wouldn't like it and push me away." Amory made a small noise at the playing of his hair. He wrapped his arms around Sorrel and cuddled him tightly.

Sorrel giggled. "I do put up a cold front," He said, as another laugh rumbled up his throat. He tightly pulled Amory closer to him, and leaned his head on his shoulder. "I love you, I love you, I-" He said, before yawning again, much more prominently. "love you." He finished. He shut his eyes, resting the things. "So much…" He whispered, in the way Amory loved.

Amory smiled, and kissed Sorrel's cheek, gathering him up and lifting him bridal style, leaning him against his chest. "I love you too. Let's go to bed, hmm?" Whiskey padded ahead of him as he headed for his bedroom, carrying Sorrel easily. "I'll lend you some pjs for the night."

"Sounds sweet, sweetheart." He muttered. "You're so strong, I love it." He muttered, as he scattered a few lazy kisses on Amory's face. "Thanks for the pajamas," He muttered, before another sleepy laugh came from him. He loved this day, and Amory, more than he loved anything before.

Amory smiled and mentioned, "I work out." as explanation for his strength as he gently set Sorrel down on his bed before heading to find some pjs for him. He found a t-shirt and some sweatpants. He gave them to Sorrel and kissed his forehead before going to get dressed himself and leaving Sorrel with privacy to get dressed too.

( PC died, I've returned. )

Sorrel laughed, softly, before responding late to what Amory had said. "Sweeet." He purred. He gently took his button-up shirt off, tossing it aside. Pants slid off, and socks, and the new pajamas right on. He loved the scent of them, they either smelled like Amory or detergent. "Mmmm~" He purred, just before practically collapsing onto Amory's bed.

(I had to go to trade school. Blech.)

Amory walked back into the bedroom after knocking lightly (he was dressed in a holey rock band t-shirt and gray sweatpants) and walked over, flopping into bed next to Sorrel. "Hey Sweetheart. Comfy?" He gathered Sorrel up against his chest, nuzzling his hair and wrapping his legs around Sorrel's. "Oh this is nice…~"

( It's ok, and hey, what even is a trade school? I know of normal school but trade? Idk what it is. )

Sorrel laughed softly. "Of course I am, it smells like you everywhere in here," Sorrel purred, wrapping his arms around the other. "I'm most comfy here in your arms, Amory~" He added, very warmly. That bed, oh gosh, Sorrel loved it more than he loved his own. Amory was right when he'd spoken about only having expensive blanket taste.

(Trade school? Basically learning a trade? Ya know, a job. I'm in a high school part-time trade school. I'm in the Fashion Design and Interior Decorating course. Us Juniors in my regular school go in the afternoon and Seniors go in the morning.)

Amory smiled and closed his eyes, tucking Sorrel's head under his chin and beginning to hum a tune softly. He pulled some blankets from by his feet to cover the both of them, the luxurious fabric cool against their skin. The bigger male was wrapped around Sorrel like a cat around it's owners ankles.

( oh my goodness living my dream up!!! That's so different compared to my school woah! )

Sorrel listened to the music Amory made, and loved it a lot. He closed his own eyes, warmly settling himself into Amory. He felt safe here, he felt loved. He loved the feeling of himself pressed against Amory, it made him feel like he was completely absorbed in him, and quite literally, he was. He eventually lost track of his own thoughts, and a blackness took over his conscious state as he fell asleep.

(There's a lot of schools that do this. We call it BOCES. A lot of schools in our area send kids there. There's other BOCES schools all over the states. I found a friend in my course and we're going to be business partners after college.)

Amory heard Sorrel's breathing deepen as he drifted off, and with a small smile, he kissed the smaller one and grabbed a book from his side-table and settled in for another sleepless night. He continued humming for a while before turning on a song on his cd player to play on repeat very softly to lull him into a state of mindlessness.

( Wow!! I wish our area had school like that! )

Sorrel's mind sent him to his night's dream. There he was, standing with Amory. He giggled a little, maybe even loud enough for Amory to hear. "Oh Sorrel…" Amory purred, edging closer to him. Something seemed a little off, but Sorrel ignored it. He brought himself to Amory, hugging him. "I love you, so much, Amory…" He whispered. Amory dragged a soft hand across Sor's arm, oddly centering it on his back. Something wasn't right, and it hit Sorrel this time.

(It's a lot of work. And what's going on in Sorrel's dream?)

Amory was still lying in bed, having never gone to sleep. It was now about one in the morning. He just held Sorrel close and continued to let his eyes drift over the pages of the book in his hand. He heard Sorrel giggle and looked down, smiling a bit before leaning over and kissing his forehead and entangling their legs again.

( You'll see. )

Sorrel noticed a harder thing pressed against his back. "A-Amory, what's that?" He asked, stuttering a little. He shivered, and Amory probably felt it. Amory growled, so quietly. "You know, some relationships are a stab in the back." He whispered, just the way Sorrel liked it. But he did not like this. Three. Two. One, and the blade went right in. Amory somehow had a knife, and literally hurt the guy. Sorrel whimpered a little, in reality. He hated that, so much.

Amory heard the whimper and felt the shiver. "Sorrel? Honey, are you having a bad dream?" Amory rubbed Sorrel's back, trying to gently wake him up. "C'mon Sweatheart, wake up. It's just a dream." Amory's eyes were filled with concern, and he set his book down.

(Nooooo! Sorrel, baby!! sad)

( Sorrel's nightmares happen all too often, cries. Sorry for the heartbreak-!!! )

Sorrel felt his back being rubbed and he thought it may have actually happened. His eyes jolted open, and he looked fearfully at Amory. "D-Do you have a knife?" He asked. His dreams were so lucid that he often felt convinced that aspects of them were real. His eyes were glassed over, he didn't want his dream to come true.

(It's fine, I deserve it with all I put my own characters through, lol)

Amory was startled by this strange question. "Um, in my kitchen drawers, why?" AMory didn't like that Sorrel looked so scared of him. "Baby, Honey, what's wrong? What did you dream about?" Amory kept rubbing his back, cuddling Sorrel close, hoping to chase away Sorrel's fears.

( Honestly I put mine through through Hell, and Hell again. )

"I had a nightmare, I have those a lot, it's a side effect of some disorder I have," He muttered. He pulled Amory closer, letting his fear go away, slowly. "I had a dream that you embraced me, I liked that part, but then you stabbed me in the back, it was kinda scary, and like, it felt so real.." He murmured. He put his head on Amory's chest, listening to his heartbeat.

(MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Amory inhaled sharply. "Oh Honey… I'm so sorry…. I-I would never do that… I promise. I don't want to ever hurt you. In any way, shape, or form…" Amory nuzzled into Sorrel's hair. "I just want to love and protect you… I swear…" Amory sighed and tucked Sorrel into him. "Do you want me to help get your mind off the dream?"

( Right! Idk why I do it, I just do big sad )

Sorrel sighed, deeply. He hugged Amory, quite tightly given the state that he was in. "It's my fault, my dreams aren't usually too good, you'd probably be all sweetness and roses if I were normal," Sorrel whined. He laughed, hesitantly but warmly. "Please give me something sweeter to think about, remind me of your love.." He insisted.

(Same. There's just something about angst….)

Amory shook his head at the first comments but said nothing, but then smiled and kissed Sorrel deeply, but briefly, before whispering softly, "MMmmm…. ~ How 'bout you tell me what you want to do for the day when we get up? It's Sunday, so we're free to do whatever. I'll take you anywhere you wanna go. Do anything you wanna do." Amory dipped his head down so his lips were on Sorrel's throat, his hands sliding under the other's shirt.

( I guess it makes me feel better lmao )

Sorrel squeaked softly, "I-I, okay.." He began. "I want to go on a walk. One of those pretty walks with all of the flowers and naturey scenes.." Sorrel continued. He rambled about how he loved sakura blossoms, and how they smelled about as good as Amory did. "But I also want to do things all about you…" He said. He was going to continue his words before he lost track of them, and focused on Amory.

(See ya on Monday!)

Amory smiled as Sorrel rambled on about what he wanted to do, continuing to just sprinkle light kisses all over Sorrel's neck. When the other drifted off, he began to speak in between the kisses. "Well, we're gonna do your nature walk… Then we'll go to my favorite coffee shop for something to drink and a bite to eat… Then, I think we should… Mmm… How about we go to a bookstore? Do you like books?"

( Hello there Whisper! )

"I love books! I really like those historical fictions, primarily about European things and such!" Sorrel exclaimed. He grasped Amory's upper body in his loving embrace. "You've got just the right plans, you're so good at everything.." He mumbled, laughing a little. He finally forgot the dream, what a relief for him. "You must like books, too. Which kind?" Sorrel asked Amory, simply put.