He surrendered himself to the sensations of roaming hands, a warm body pressed to his back and wet kisses on his neck. How long would Matěj stay? Could Simon say he didn’t really care who fucked whom as long as he was allowed to touch his beautiful boy? Simon wished there was a way to ask his lover to hold him until he fell asleep. Then Matěj could go, Simon wouldn’t mind. He only wanted to be held while falling asleep. He could imagine things then, and those things could spill over into his dreams. He could dream about being in love and about being loved back.
❤️ Simon ❤️