forum Gay Romeo and Juliet?

Started June 29, 2019 by @Fenrir

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Rowan moves his hand up to Harrows head and tugged on his hair, his other hand reaching to lock the door as they kissed.

Harris pulled away slightly “hm? What is it love?” He asked softly, leaning into Rowan’s hand

Rowan huffed and kissed him again, running his hand through Harrow’s hair. “Just love kissing you I guess.” He murmured against his mouth.

He hummed softly and tilted his head to the side, “you guess?” He laughed softly “still debating whether you love food more?”

“Never, love. It’s always you first.” He replied quietly, pulling him into the bedroom and wrapping his arms around Harrow. He pressed kisses to his neck happily, snuggling close to him.

Harrow groaned softly and leaned into Rowan’s body, wanting him close. He tilted his head out of the way and traced his features with light fingertips “my beautiful, lovely, wonderful one,”

Rowan pulled Harrow into his lap and slipped his hand under his shirt, tugging him closer. He continued kissing his neck, leaving small marks on his skin down to his collarbone. “Right back..at you..” he breathed.

Harrow gasped softly when Rowan touched his skin. That gasp only turned into moans when the other kissed along his neck and shoulders. He shivered beneath the others breath and leaned into him

Rowan shivered slightly at the sound of him, leaning up and pressing a kiss to his lips affectionately. “You’re the most beautiful thing in the world..” he murmured, biting Harrow’s lip gently and kissing him again.

Harrow wrapped his arms around Rowan, his hands tangling themselves with in his hair. “Only second to you my darling,” he murmured back, moaning softly at being bit then kissed

Rowan shook his head slightly and let out a soft sigh, tracing the muscles on Harrow’s chest softly with his fingers. He pulled away and gazed down at Harrow, resting his forehead against his neck with a smile.

Harrow melted into rowan’s touch. He breathed in heavily and nuzzled his rowan’s Head “gorgeous one, I love you.”

Rowan pressed another kiss to his skin, humming in agreement. “I love you too, Harrow.” He said quietly, flopping down on his back and pulling Harrow down with him. He smiled up at the other, reaching up and brushing a finger over his his cheek and lips.

Harrow obliged when he was pulled down with Rowan, careful not to put his weight on any of the more sensitive scars. He shut his eyes when the other touched his face and lips. Each time his fingers passed his lips he would press light kisses to his hand “are you still up for cookies or have you had enough for tonight?”

"I'm up for anything as long as you're with me." He grinned, trying to ignore the slight throbbing of his injuries. Moving around this much after getting out of the hospital probably wasn't that smart.

He rolled on his side and pressed a kiss to rowan’s Cheek “i’ll see if we have all the right ingredients.” He sat up with a stretch and headed to the kitchen

"Okaay! I'll be there in a second!" Rowan replied cheerfully, still laying on his back. He stretched his legs out above him and slipped off his shoes, letting out a soft puff of air as he put them down. He rolled over onto his stomach and blinked sleepily, deciding to doze off for just a couple minutes before joining Harrow.

Harrow came back after a few minutes, worried that Rowan had hurt himself trying to get up. “hey love, you okay?” He peeked into the room and sighed softly. Shaking his head with a smile he sat at the edge of the bed and stroked back Rowan’s hair. “You poor baby, sleeping in the hospital wasn’t enough?” He pressed a kiss to his brow “guess I’ll have to finish the cookies on my own.”

Rowan hummed in his sleep and shifted slightly, smiling a little. He curled up and rest his head on his arm. Harrow’s kiss seemed to comfort him and he reached out for his arm.

“Hold on baby, let me put the dough in the fridge to chill.” He stood from the bed and went back to the kitchen to turn off the oven as well as put the cookie dough in the fridge

Rowan stretched out on his back, one of his legs hanging off the bed. He put an arm behind his head and smiled contentedly in his sleep.

Harrow came back shortly and lied beside his fiancé “poor thing, couldn’t stay awake long enough to try my cookies.” He laughed softly and rested his hand on the other’s cheek, stroking his cheekbone with his thumb “I love you Ro,”

Rowan leaned into Harrow’s touch, blinking sleepily a couple minutes later. He titled his head apologetically, gazing up at him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep.” He murmured, sitting up with a soft groan.

Harrow shook his head and rested a hand on Rowan’s chest, gently pushing him back down into the bed “it’s alright dear, don’t worry about it. Everything’s ready for tomorrow if you still want to make the cookies.” He curled up beside him and rested his head on his shoulder “go back to sleep.”

“Are you sure?” He made a small noise of surprise at being pushed back onto the bed. Rowan snuggled close to Harrow, nudging his face into the crook of his neck.

Harrow shifted so that they were more comfortable “yes my love I’m sure. Those cookies aren’t going anywhere.” He pressed a tender kiss to Rowan’s temple and gently stroked his hair “get some sleep, I’ll be here in the morning and every morning after that.” He promised

“But I didn’t even change clothes..” he murmured sleepily, fighting to stay wake. He felt like he could sleep for a decade and still be tired.

“It’s fine my love, you can change in the morning.” He murmured, slowly falling asleep next Rowan

“Nooo!” Rowan whined, voice muffled slightly in Harrow’s shirt. “I wanted to wear this tomorrow.” He pouted, fighting to stay awake.

“Then you can keep it on all night and tomorrow,” he said, eyes closed as he too caught to stay awake