forum Gay Romeo and Juliet?

Started June 29, 2019 by @Fenrir

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“Yeah..I guess you’re right. We’ll figure something out..” he said quietly, wondering if that was actually true. He sighed softly at the touches, his own fingers tangled in Harrow’s hair.

“We will,” he nodded, gently trailing the faint scars on Rowan’s back with his hand. He leaned into Rowan’s touch, nipping at his wrist before kissing it lazily

Rowan gazed up at his fiance happily, taking his hand and kissing his palm. He laced their fingers together and kissed his hand again, enjoying himself. "At this rate, we'll never accomplish anything ever."

"As long as I'm with you, I don't really mind." he murmured gently cupping his cheek and pulling him close into a tender kiss. "being with you, loving only you. Having you will be my accomplishment."

“That’s lovely. But how about first we accomplish eating something because I’m very hungry.” He drummed his fingers on Harrow’s chest.

“What do you feel like eating?” He asked, taking rowan’s hand in his and pressing kisses to his fingertips

“Anything really. I want coffee though.” He replied quietly. “We can just stay at home. I don’t really feel like going out.”

“We can do that,” he said softly with a nod of his head “homemade coffee or from the cafe?” He asked, lacing their hands together and sitting up slightly

“Homemade is fine with me. We can go out if you want though.” He smiled, sitting up cross legged and waving their hands back and forth.

Harrow shook his head “I think a day to ourselves here is good.” He kiss the back of his hand and scooted off the bed, stretched and headed to the bathroom “imma shower real quick and then we can have a snack and coffee.”

Harrow shook his head “I think a day to ourselves here is good.” He kiss the back of his hand and scooted off the bed, stretched and headed to the bathroom “imma shower real quick and then we can have a snack and coffee.”

“Okay!” Rowan replied cheerfully changing close into some sweatpants and a random t-shirt of Harrow’s that he found. He walked out to the kitchen and began to make the coffee, singing to himself as he did so.

Harrow showered quickly and pulled on clean pj’s. He walked out to the kitchen and sialently watched Rowan’s move about the room. He smiled softly and leaned against the doorframe “whatcha doing darling?” He asked after a few moments of staying silent. He came up behind Rowan’s and wrapped him in his arms, resting his head on the other’s shoulder

“Making us coffee.” He murmured with a smile, “Because I’m the best at coffee. Do you want iced or hot?” He asked, leaning over to kiss Harrow’s cheek.

Harrow leaned into the kiss and slipped his hands beneath Rowan’s shirt so they rested on his abdomen and chest “hot please,” He murmured in Rowan's ear

“Got it. Just like you.” He grinned, pouring Harrow’s coffee into a mug. “Maybe I shouldn’t wear a shirt anymore. You always seem to find a way around it.”

Harrow blushed and nuzzled into Rowan’s neck. “Mmm, finally you’re catching on.” He murmured, trailing his hands along Rowan’s body, gently tracing his scars

Rowan shivered lightly and turned around so he was facing Harrow. “It’s your shirt though. Why shouldn’t I keep it on? It smells like you.” He murmured, taking the collar in his hand and pressing it up against his nose, hiding his shy smile.

Harrow still held onto Rowan even after he hand turned around, hands now played on his back. “Ah, I knew the shirt was familiar.” He tugged Rowan close to his body and nuzzled his jawline “you adorable thing. Fine, you can keep the shirt on, but my hands aren’t moving.”

Rowan giggled and cupped Harrow’s face with his hands, blushing lightly as he kissed him. “I’m not complaining. I just want to keep the shirt.”

He leaned into the gentle kiss, pressing Rowan against the counter. “And that’s absolutely fineness my darling, as long as I don’t have to let you go.”

“But my coffee!” He whined, stretching his arms out behind Harrow for one of the cups on the counter. He put his head down and kissed his neck a couple times.

Harrow made a small sound and loosened his hold on harrow “Yes love, of course the coffee.”

Rowan grinned and picked up his coffee, sipping it happily. He leaned back against Harrow, kissing his cheek.

“Hmm, it tastes great my love,” he said, taking a sip of his own coffee. He kissed the base of Rowan's neck

Rowan hummed in a agreement, swaying back and forth a little while they stood there. He smiled into his cup, enjoying himself immensely.

Harrow started humming, swaying along with Rowan as they danced slowly. He smiled happily, subconsciously stroking Rowan's back