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Curt: Baby, I love you.

Lucas: I love you, too.

Curt held Lucas’s tiny body close to him. Lucas was as skinny as a toothpick. Holding him always felt so awkward to Curt, but being with him felt so right.

Lucas: I’ve missed you. Why’d you have to go back to school?

Curt: Why wouldn’t I, baby? It’s what I need to do.


Lucas: We have enough money between us, Curt, why not just come here and live with me? We don’t even need jobs. We can live the best life imaginable, we could get married, we could raise a family…

Curt: But Lucas, my education is important to me. I don’t want to just survive off the money we have, I want a job.

Lucas: Curt, honey, why would you want a job? That’s just work.

Curt: Because some people enjoy their jobs and I know that I’ll be one of them someday.

Lucas leaned in close to Curt, their noses touching sensually. Curt moved to kiss him, but Lucas pulled back just enough that their lips didn’t meet.

Lucas: Curt, my dear, you never cease to amaze me.

And Lucas kissed Curt. Lucas loved being with Curt. He loved having Curt hold him, because he always felt so weak and vulnerable, and Curt made it all go away. Snuggling into Curt’s chest was like snuggling into a new feather mattress, comfortable and squishy and relaxing. Curt meant everything to Lucas.

Curt: Luke, could I stay here for the night?

Lucas: Sure thing, baby, what’s up?

Lucas took his lover’s hands and smiled, gazing into his eyes as he held his hands.

Curt: One of my roommates has been having trouble sleeping. I think he’s having bad dreams or something. He’s tossing and turning a lot, he makes lots of noise and he’s constantly mumbling things. I have no idea what he says, though.

Lucas: You know I hate when you pay attention to your roommates, especially that Elijah…

Curt: Don’t be silly, babe. You know I only have eyes for you.

Lucas: Elijah looks just like me. He’s tall and skinny and he even does his hair the same way I do.

Curt: Yeah, totally, baby. He looks just like you, aside from the fact that he’s black and you’re white. Oh, and his hair? I believe it’s black and blue, while yours is platinum blonde.

Curt ran a hand up the back of Luke’s neck, sending shivers down his spine.

Lucas: I guess you’re right… And Jayson’s still with that Olivia chick?

Curt: Yeah, of course.

Lucas: If I wasn’t gay, I’d try to steal her…

Curt: Don’t even talk like that, baby, you’re all mine!

Lucas: I know, I know. I’m only messing with you. You’re the only one I’d ever want.

And with that, their kisses began to burn on their lips again. Curt smiled, taking Lucas by the hands and walking with him to his bedroom.

Curt: I’ve always loved your room.

Lucas: Why?

Curt: Because, baby. At night when I close my eyes and think of you, this is where I know you are.

Lucas held Curt close to him and they kissed fiercely again. He felt Curt’s hands tug at his pink jacket, so he left him slip it off. Not long after, almost all their clothes had found their way to the floor and it was just the two of them, skin on skin.

Lucas: Curt, baby…

Curt: More?

Lucas: More…

The two soon lay together, utterly exhausted by the events that had just passed. They stared towards one another lovingly, not quite sure what to say now.

Curt: I have a new friend.

Lucas: I’ll make him cry.

Curt: Actually, it’s a girl.

Lucas: Oh. Can I meet her?


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