forum The Onyx Reapers

Started March 24, 2018 by @Mark_Is_Male group

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Ace made eye contact with Floyd, rolling his hips against his friends, letting out another, louder moan, silently applauding himself at the bigger boys reaction.

Floyd grunted quietly, clenching his jaw tightly so he wouldn’t make any noise. “You are much more intimate than I imagined,” he said with a sly grin.

Ace laughed, still wiggling in place.

"You don't seem to be complaining." Ace said, smirking up at Floyd.

“I hate to admit it, but you’re right about that one,” Floyd said, shifting his weight and “accidentally” rubbing his hips against Ace’s.

“Fucking hell,” he muttered softly to himself.

Ace couldn't hold it back, moaning for real this time, arching his back as he squirmed in Floyd's grasp.

"F-Floyd." He whimpered, pushing his hips up back up and into Floyd's, his need for affection now clouding his judgment.

Floyd bit his tongue sharply. Shit, was this going to actually happen? Did he even want it to happen?

“Ace, are you sure about this?” He asked in a hesitant tone.

Sure, he’d been with his fair share of girls in the same bedroom before, but never with another man. And his best friend too?

Ace stopped, his heart dropping at Floyd's facial expression, he furrowed his eyebrows, now fully realizing what he got himself up to.

"I-i er.." His face turned bright red, what was he thinking? Floyd was his BEST FRIEND. What the FUCK was he doing??

"I-i uh.."

Floyd exhaled sharply. To him, he took it as the rejection answer he needed. He released his friend’s wrists and shifted off him, now sitting beside him. The hell was I thinking? he wondered as he rubbed a hand across his jaw, feeling the light stubble that began to form from not shaving the past week or so.

Ace sat up when Floyd let go of him, feeling heartbroken.

"I have some, uh, work to take care of, so, bye." He gave Floyd a wave, walking out of the house and making his way to the castle, tears falling down his face as he held wrapped his arms around himself.

First he lost his sister,

his mother,

his father,

and he might have just ruined his only friendship.

Floyd cursed once Ace left, the tone of his friend’s voice buzzing in his mind. He groaned sharply, laying back on his bed, missing the feeling of Ace’s smaller body under his own.

After a few minutes, he heard the front door open and close, Cassie’s voice echoing through the cottage as she announced that she was home. Floyd had jumped up to shut his door, but Cassie was already there, a frown on her face. “You look upset. Did something happen? Are you okay?”

He almost wanted to laugh at her borage of questions. Just like his mother. “I.. I almost did something with Ace,” he stammered, glancing at a spot on the floor.

“You what? What happened? Tell me everything!” Cassie exclaimed.

Once Ace arrived at the castle, he made his way to the throne room, the reapers lining the side staying silent and still as he sat on his throne, staring into space as he dried his tears, a few times a maid had asked if he wanted the lights one, which he had politely turned down, now, for some reason feeling lonelier than before.

Floyd explained everything that had happed to Cassie. He felt comfortable talking to her about it. She was understanding and gave amazing advice, unlike Nick, who would have given him a tone of shit for it.

“You should really go talk to him, Floyd. He could be seriously upset,” Cassie said after she took a minute to process everything.

“Now? What if he doesn’t want to talk to me?”

“Come on, who are you and what have you done with my little brother?” She asked in an attempt to lighten the mood. “Just go, I’m serious. Tell him how you want things to go.”

“But I don’t know what I want!” Floyd exclaimed with a huff.

“You’ll figure it out. Now go, before I kick you out.”

He had to chuckle at that and shook his head. Cassie was right. He had to do this, at least to try and save their friendship, if anything. He swiped his coat from his closet and jogged out after saying a quick goodbye to Cassie, now jogging toward the castle.

Ace sat there on the throne, pulling down the sleeve of his sweater and inspecting the small tattoo of a daisy that he had gotten a while ago, tracing it as he thought over what happened. He growled, slamming his hands on the arm rests of the throne.

"Dammit!" He yelled, sliding down and running his hand through his hair and down his face as he sighed, tilting his head back and staring up at the ceiling.

Floyd eventually jogged through the gates, almost out of breath. He is so going to owe me one for all of this trouble he thought with a huff.

He slowly made his way into the throne room, growing a bit more nervous now. He looked at his friend, who seemed to be obviously stressed and upset. “Ace?” He said hesitantly, hands tucking into his coat pockets.

Ace's head shot up, his eyes widening when he spotted Floyd, quickly turning away and wiping his eyes, he pushed himself up, easily standing and walking down the stairs, stopping a few feet away from Floyd.

"Floyd.."

Floyd bit the inside of his cheek as he looked at Ace, feeling a bit awkward. “I-I’m sorry for pushing away before,” he said slowly, running the words through his mind first to make sure they felt right.

Ace looked around, trying to avoid eye contact with Floyd.

"I was actually gonna give you my-" He stopped, his face turning red, " I can't just give that up to somebody who just want's sex, let alone my Best friend."

Floyd frown softly, a muscle in his jaw ticking. He had no idea if he was taking it in the wrong way, but he was going to ask anywasy. “Hold on, are you suggesting that I would have used you or something? Jesus Christ, Ace, you know me.”

"I'm sorry, I know you I do, I know you would never do that, but I'm not sure what we are now." He wailed, his eyes filling with tears again.

"I am just so confused, I'm scared, you said I wouldn't lose you but after that whole situation I'm afraid I might." He was sobbing by now, attempting to wipe his eyes with the sleeves.

Floyd hesitantly wrapped his arms around Ace in a tight embrace, resting his chin on top of his friend’s head.

“Hey, come on, don’t cry.. I’m not that easy to get rid of, I’m not going anywhere,” he said softly, running his hands up and down Ace’s back. “Listen, I have been thinking for a while now, and I think I might feel more for you. I always just screwed around with you in the past, but that felt different..”

Ace held tightly onto Floyd, allowing himself to calm down. He nodded in agreement.

"I've been thinking about it a lot too, I just, don't have experience with this stuff.." He said, sniffing as he wiped the tears away, his face red, looking exhausted.

“You think I have much experience either? Well, not with men before, but you get what I mean. It did feel.. nice, though, right?” Floyd asked, biting his cheek afterwards as he began to think back to what they had almost done in his bedroom.

Ace blushed, looking down at his feet.

"I guess, yeah.." He said, a bit sheepishly, extremely embarrassed.

Floyd smiled slightly and loosened his grip on Ace, leaning back a tad so he could see his friend’s face.

“I enjoyed it,” he said slowly, seeming to be half in thought. He ran his words through his head before he said them, not wanting to say the wrong thing again.

Ace stared into his friends eyes, his eyebrows furrowed.

"W-what now?" He asked, stuttering as he held onto Floyd.

Floyd thought for a moment, before a confident, mischevious look flickered into his eyes. He tightened his grip on Ace and almost shoved his friend backwards against a wall.

“You know what? Fuck it at this point. I’m not waiting around any longer for what I want,” he said in a low tone before tilting his head down to press his lips to the blonde’s, almost a bit rough.

Ace let out a squeak when his back it the wall, his eyes widening when Floyd practically slammed his lips onto his own. He stood there, frozen for a bit, until he finally calmed down, closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around Floyd's neck, pulling him closer as they kissed.

Holy shit, Floyd's my first kiss

Floyd smirked against Ace’s lips slightly, pleased with the return. His hands slippped away from the wall, and rubbed slowly on Ace’s hips with his fingers instead. He had a small feeling that this could go to far, and that he shouldn’t be doing it right in the throne room where anyone could walk in, but he was enjoying the kiss too much to care.

Sure, he had thought about how being with Ace intimately would feel maybe once or twice, but he never imagined it to feel that good. He tilted his head the slightest bit more and gently nipped at Ace’s lower lip.

Ace let out a whimper, moving a bit closer, enjoying the feeling of Floyd's fingers on his hips, although he let a gasp slip from his mouth when Floyd bit his bottom lip.

Wow, I'm really surprised we never tried this earlier.

He squirmed a bit, running his hand through the taller boy's hair, accidentally tugging at it.

(Wow. This is real G A Y, it's beautiful.)