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Aggro's eye may've been glue to the screen, but he wasn't watching the movie, he was too intently enjoying the pleasure of Carwyn's caress. His touch was making Aggro feel light-headed; it was becoming very hard to focus on anything except how good he was feeling. Was it getting warm in here? It sure seemed like it...

"Please, don't stop," came a very quiet and low voice from the Tototar's lips. As soon as he realize what he did, however, his eyes went wide and he pulled away from Carwyn, hands now covering his mouth. A look of terror was plastered on his face. He'd imagined a hundred times over what he'd first say to his beloved friend, and that was definitely not it. He felt horrible. Of all the things he could've said, why something so self-serving? He hoped that Carwyn wouldn't think less of him for having said it. But how could he not?

His fear melted away as Carwyn spoke. Aggro could feel his heart beating faster as those soft, delicate hands pulled his own away. When the shiny Drapion leaned in, Aggro swore his heart was going to tear through his chest. He could hear nothing but his own heart, racing, and their heavy breathing. Was this all a beautiful dream? The Tototar's head was so foggy, all blood flow seemed to be rushing to his cheeks and other places, he knew not why.

When the plush lips of his friend pressed into his, nothing else existed. It was just the two of them, and that was as he cared the world to be at this moment. His hands hovered motionless, where Carwyn had left them for a moment. Aggro wasn't sure what to do with them. Then, as if they had minds of their own, the Tototar could feel his hands reaching out, sliding around Carwyn's sides, one atop of those slender hips, the other across his shoulder blade, to the center of his back. His arms then pulled his friend in closer, the result having their bodies pressed together. Aggro could feel his partner's heart beating close to his. If he didn't know better, he would've thought they would leap out of either others' bodies and run off together. Aggro wondered silently if Carwyn was enjoying this quite as much as he was.

Aggro had closed his eyes as he was leaned back. He didn't fight it at all; he was enjoying himself far too much. So, as Carwyn slowly pulled away, Aggro had followed his friend's movement until his brain snapped him back and he realized the Drapion was wanting to speak. At those loving words however, his heart filled with such happiness he'd forgotten all of the troubles of the world. He wanted to express his love for the beautiful creature in front of him, but words would not come. He was silent again. All that he could manage was a smile, filled with all the hopes and dreams he couldn't contain in his already overflowing chest. He managed to caress the soft, free hand as the other stroked his cheek.

At the request, Aggro's smile spread into a half-open mouthing of the word "yes." The way Carwyn had asked left wanting in his eyes as he looked over his friend. He couldn't help himself, and felt a little ashamed by the blatant gawking. The blush had returned, and he forced himself to look away and take a deep breath. He now noticed that the movie was ending. He didn't even know what it'd been about, but hoped Carwyn didn't mind that they'd apparently missed a great deal of it. Turning his attention back to his friend, Aggro's ears fell and bit, as he motioned to the movie and shrugged apologetically. It wasn't long before his eyes began to wander again, noting every curve of the shiny Drapion's body.

He took up the hand he'd been holding, and brought it to his lips. He placed a kiss on the back of the hand, lingering but for a second before removing his lips and looking back up into his friends eyes. He wasn't sure what these feelings were that were currently bubbling up inside him, but they felt dangerous. He felt like a ravenous beast and Carwyn was his prey.

A voice at the back of Aggro's mind seemed to call out to him and an image flashed through his mind of Carwyn standing before him. The shiny Drapion was bearing his all in that brief moment. The Tototar couldn't help but blush at the that momentary thought, and what Carwyn had mentioned about the massage did not help. It was almost suggestive that they'd do other things. Granted, Aggro had no idea what this implied, but something told him he'd not feel the same after tonight. There was no going back to his little country home the same now, though. He felt more alive and was far less worried now. He knew he could be himself around his friend without the fear of being shunned.

All too eagerly, he arose from his seat, not wanting to grab anything but Carwyn. Still, sense took over Aggro, and he helped pick up what was left of their food. He didn't want to have his friend spend all that money and then have him waste it. Arms full, he followed Carwyn's swaying hips out of the theater.

The thought of throwing out food was so extremely foreign to Aggro that he gave Carwyn a confused look and then shook his head. He was thankful, however, that the shiny Drapion offered to carry some of the snacks so that they could hold hands. Such a simple gesture lightened Aggro's heart and made him all the more fond of his friend.

As they made their way back to Carwyn's, Aggro wasn't focused on the sculptures of the city. No, he was far too busy staring at his friend, noting every elegant sway and gesture. His mind was elsewhere and it was hard to want anything more than to just be with him. He did find a growing want to carve his friend's beauty, but felt no stone he had access to would do him justice. This thinking led to deeper wants and desires, however, that Aggro wasn't quite sure what to think of. One had him tearing that shirt off of the Drapion boy... instead of asking nicely. He shook his head, trying to free his mind of such thoughts.

He wished they'd just hurry and get back, he was feeling awful hot all of a sudden.

Aggro nodded his blond and red head at Carwyn's comment, it was definitely too hot. And that was saying something, because Aggro never got hot. Maybe it was these clothes? He sure didn't feel comfortable in them now, and he'd thought he'd gotten used to them. His mind raced as he thought about the two of them lying on Carwyn's bed. He had no idea what they'd be doing to cool off, but he was confident in Carwyn's skills.

As they got closer to Carwyn's room, Aggro was beginning to feel light-headed and not at all himself. He could feel Carwyn's hand in his as he pulled the Tototar up the stairs and then into his room. He heard the door shut behind them, and then he felt something that surprised him. The food he was carrying was tossed aside and he pulled Carwyn abruptly, causing the shiny Drapion boy to spin so they were facing. Without missing a beat, Aggro passionately pressed his lips to Carwyn's with all the desire in his body. He had wanted to taste Carwyn's sweetness again as soon as they'd exited the theater what seemed like forever ago now. He moaned quietly as he enjoyed himself, only letting go of his friend several moments later so they could both breathe.

Fierce desire left Aggro's eyes as curiosity and concern replaced it. How could he ever hate such a beautiful creature as Carwyn? The young Tototar allowed the more experienced shiny Drapion to lead him to the bed, where he sat. He'd never had a massage before and wondered exactly what it was in store for him. And what did Carwyn mean by "a massage wouldn't be enough for him?" The hybrid's mind whirled with ideas. He caressed his friend's soft, yet strong, hand with his thumb. He knew that Carwyn would do him no wrong and was willing to give his body to his friend for whatever he had in mind.