forum Gay Romeo and Juliet?

Started June 29, 2019 by @Fenrir

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He nodded slightly, not quite believing him but not wanting to upset Rowan, "we've had a long day," he said parking the car as they reached his apartment. "I'll be right back, o just need to grab a change of clothing and my sketchbook."

“Okay, be safe.” He murmured, letting Harrow go. Rowan tried hard not to break down, squeezing his eyes shut and taking a deep breath. She’ll come around. It’ll be okay. Stay strong for him, it’s not even big deal. he thought, pretending to be asleep when Harrow got back.

Harrow came back a few moments later with a duffle bag of clothing and necessities for the night. He threw the bag in the back and climbed into the driver's seat, glancing over at Rowan with a small smile. He pressed a kiss to his head before buckling in and driving to the apartment

Rowan hummed softly, beginning to actually fall asleep as they drove back to his apartment.
He woke up once they got home, rubbing his eyes and slowly getting out of the car. "I swear to god if he's back in the apartment, I will kill him." He muttered sleepily, clinging to Harrow's arm.

Harrow laughed softly "lets hope not." He wrapped an arm around Rowan's shoulders and pressed a kiss to his temple. "Sleepy, darling?"

"and a potion you shall have, But at what cost?"
"I don't care how much it costs witch, I just want the potion." He growled at the woman behind The counter.
She merly shrugged and tossed his the bottle "$200," she said
He threw her the money "how does it work?"

(ahhhfdksdf i'm so excited)

"Exhausted." Rowan replied simply, entering the apartment and dropping his keys and wallet on the counter. He walked over to the dryer and put the sheets back on the bed. "I have to work late tomorrow, until 8 I think." He murmured, changing into comfortable clothes and flopping down on the bed.

"Only the one you seek will see you as their lover and most desired, the other will see you as you, no glamour so careful where you use it,"
Zander nodded "how long will it last?"
the witch giggled and patted a book next to her "12 hours, ever dosage, come back if you need more."

Harrow smiled and changed into the clothes he had brought from home, moment's later he climbed in next to rowan and curled around him. "you're gonna leave me here all on my lonesome? what am I supposed to do until you come back?" he pouted, pulling the other close

"I am. I'm sorry." rowan pouted, pressing kisses to his jaw and neck. "Make some friends or something." He murmured, already beginning to doze off. The conversation with his mother echoed in the back of his head, making it hard to immediately fall asleep.

He hummed softly "I'd rather stay here and draw," He nuzzled rowan's head before drifting off "I love you my dearest one," he murmured, shutting his eyes and fully going to sleep

“I love you too..” Rowan murmured, feeling tears pooling in his eyes before shutting them and nuzzling close to Harrows chest. He fell asleep soon after.

Harrow awoke early in the morning, stretching slightly and curling around the other. He gently stroked his hair from his face then trailed along his nose and lips. Rowan smiled softly and gently untangled himself from the other, careful not to wake him. He grabbed his sketchbook from the table in the corner and sat back down on the bed, back against the headboard. He glanced down at Rwan once more before beginning to draw him, a rough outline in pencil and the rest in charcoal

Rowan whined softly after a couple minutes of not being pressed against Harrow. He reached out and found Harrow's leg, wrapping his arm around it and pushing himself close to the other. His lips turned up in a soft smile and he hummed happily, content in the current situation.

Harrow laughed softly and wrapped an arm around Rowan, filling in shading and erasing to make highlights. he hummed softly, something he found himself doing whenever he concentrated on his drawings a lot

Rowan slowly opened his eyes and glanced up at Harrow. “Morning, gorgeous.” He mumbled, stroking a bit of skin where Harrows shirt was riding up. “What are you drawing?” He asked quietly, kissing the patch of skin.

"Hmmm, morning my love," He shut his eyes for a brief moment as rowan touched his skin, "you sleeping," he murmured, pressing a kiss to rowan's head, shivering slightly as rowan kissed him "and what are you doing, hm?"

“I look ugly when I sleep.” Rowan frowned up at him. He was unable to keep the frown and giggled happily, kissing his stomach again. “Enjoying myself. Would you like me to stop?”

"And how do you know my dear? have you ever seen yourself asleep?" he asked with a laugh, showing him the picture. "I would never want you to stop," he arched slightly and rolled on his side so that he was facing rowan. He slid dow to his level and pressed kisses to his face

"Mm..no. But I feel ugly when I sleep.." He said before glancing up at the drawing. "Oh.." He giggled and blushed, hiding his face in Harrow's chest. "You're a really good artist." Rowan mumbled, scrunching his face up happily at the kisses.

He pulled away slightly "thank you, love." He smiled and pressed more kisses to Rowan's face, occasionally meeting his lips

Rowan hummed happily and started to sit up. “What should we do this morning?” He asked, leaning forward and kissing his and and arm.

"hm, don't know, more of this?" He sighed softly and brought Rowan's lips to his, wrapping his arms around the other, and pulling him as close as possible to his body

Rowan rolled over on top of Harrow and kissed him back lovingly, pulling away for air and leaning down to kiss his neck. “Sounds wonderful.” He breathed against Harrows skin.

He hummed softly and nuzzled Rowan's head with his own "it definatly does," he mumbled, gently nipping at his ear

Rowan whined and pressed closer to him, tangling their legs together and laying his head on Harrows chest. “I love waking up with you.” He murmured, kissing his jaw.

Harrow tilted his head slightly, his eye fluttering shut as he set the notebook aside and wrapped his arms around rowan's waist. He lifted Rowan's shirt slightly and pressed his hand against his back "there's no other way I'd rather wake up other than to you."

Rowan shivered at the touch and kissed his collarbone. “Oh..your hands are cold.” He said, continuing to press kisses across Harrows skin.

"Sorry…." he mumbled, arching into rowan and pulling his hand's from beneath his shirt. Harrow blushed slightly when rowan kissed a sensitive spot near his neck, letting out a slight moan

“Noo put it back.” Rowan whined, nudging Harrows hand with his elbow. “You like that?” He breathed against Harrows neck, kissing the spot again and letting his tongue flick over the skin.

He smiled softly and pladed his hand back beneathsRowan's shirt. "But I though you said my hands were cold," he muttered, sliding his hand further up to rest on his upper back. "Darling…" He whispered, tilting his head out of the way

“Doesn’t mean I don’t like it.” He grinned, biting and licking over the skin on his neck until he reached his lips. “What an amazing morning.” He murmured, kissing him happily.