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Sunny knew that there was always something wrong with Basil. He could see it in the way Basil would twitch sometimes like he needed to be somewhere else. Or in the way Basil would wash his hands a lot after peeling the skin around his nails with his teeth. Basil was always an anxious person, but nowadays it seemed like his mind was always running everywhere but at the present moment. Worse of all was Basil has a problem expressing himself. Often whenever Sunny would try and ask about his odd behaviour, Basil would change the subject or laugh at himself, and Sunny had a problem where he would rather bite his tongue off than speak up. Sunny told himself that it was for the better to not try and pressure Basil to open up about his anxiety when he wasn't ready. After all, speaking up would risk making Basil uncomfortable and Sunny never knew what to do when Basil was uncomfortable, because well, Basil didn't either. They both knew this. Seeing it clearly, every time something would inexplicably make Basil act strangely. During these episodes, Basil would always convince himself that the only cure was to spend as much time as possible with Sunny. As close as possible and it would all just go away. Worst of all Sunny would just let him.
Today, happened to not be one of those days. This was a day Sunny would call a calm one. Sitting in Basil's garden staring at the flowers lost in thought and daydreams while he could hear in the distance Basil's watering can clank lightly as his boyfriend worked. It was serene and Sunny would rather be nowhere else in the world but here. In the back of his mind Sunny could make out the sound of Basil setting his watering can on a shelf, signalling that he was done for the day. This made the darker haired boy perk up and try to beckon for Basil to sit beside him on the greenhouse floor, but Basil seemed tense; shuffling his feet in the dirt and biting his lip till it cracked, slowly showing red bleeding into the soft pink of his lips. Sunny would be lying if he said the mere sight of Basil's blood made his stomach tie in knots. The sight caused warmth to rise up and fill Sunny's gut. This wasn't the first time he's felt that way, and just like the last time Sunny would ignore the signs. Sunny pushed back the feeling and beckoned for Basil to sit beside him once again.
"S-Sunny, a-are you sure? I-I mean I do want to be w-with you right now. I-It's just, um, you see. It's really h-hot and I t-think I'm starting to feel kinda, um, ... f-funny," Basil kept worrying his lip the entire time he spoke, clearly something was off. Sunny sighed, he was vaguely aware that he might've been pouting to himself. And that pout was what seemed to sway Basil towards sitting beside him. "N-No. I didn't mean it like t-that. You're right, I-I'd probably feel better next to you rather than on my o-own," Basil smiled the entire time he spoke, but there was something off about the way he talked. The way he stared into Sunny's eyes, like he was almost too embarrassed to be there, but staying next to Sunny through the shame. As though, being next to Sunny was something wrong to be doing. Something taboo.
Sunny decided to ignore it, and started to slowly inch towards Basil's side until they were pressed close together. Basil's polo shirt being warmer than Sunny expected, like a fire side on a cold night. Sunny wanted more warmth, slowly lowering his head onto Basil's shoulder. Like touching the flames of a fire, it burned, overwhelmingly hot, and yet Sunny didn't move. It was a bad habit he had, playing with fire.
"S-Sunny, w-what are you d-doing?" Basil's voice chittered from how much he was shaking. Sunny liked playing with Basil, so in defiance, he rubbed his head deeper into the nook of Basil's neck while smiling up at him with feigned innocence. "S-Sunny, s-stop, p-please. I already told you I wasn't feeling al-alright," Basil whispered timidly. Sunny tilted his head to the side and his nose scrunched up a bit in confusion. Basil looked away quickly, his face now cherry red. Sunny slowly glanced down, his gaze following Basil's hands which went down over his shorts quickly in shame.
Though Basil wasn't quick enough and Sunny saw what was making Basil so embarrassed. Sunny felt his heart skip a beat and the warmth that was in his gut ignited into a fire. This has never happened before, mainly because they were both careful about doing something wrong that would jeopardise all the work and effort they put into pushing their past behind them enough to be able to have a relationship together. Let alone start taking things into a more... intimate setting. There was no telling if they were both ready for that, despite being together for a while now. But as Sunny swallowed heavily around the growing lump in his throat, he kept telling himself that if not today, then when? He was good at denying things, but there was too much heat in the room pouring in from all the windows in the greenhouse. And heat was a dangerous thing; it slowed down one's thoughts, brought to light desire, extinguished all caution.
That type of careless passion was something they both wordlessly agreed was reserved for those who didn't build a romance on the grounds of pain. Seduction was only for those who weren't in a relationship with the one person who ruined their lives... But, if not now, when?
There was nothing Sunny could've done to stop himself. When he lunged forwards and caught Basil's lips in the heat of the moment, who could be blamed, it was natural. Curiosity and neediness were the perpetrators, and lust was the crime. Sunny pushed heavily against Basil's lips leaving no room for air. The soft taste of Basil's blood slipping into Sunny's mouth as he greedily grasped at Basil's lips. Stealing a gasp from Basil, leaving Sunny wanting more than what he had already taken. "S-Sunny," Basil whined against the pressure on his lips. His soft voice filled with desire to tease at the pressure they both felt between them. That terrible, retched heat that filled the air like steam. They both breathed in panting at the heat which made the air thicker; and all the more harder to breathe. Sunny laid his hand over top Basil's which were still covering his groin. Sunny pulled away only long enough to show Basil the desperation on his face. Begging. Basil's eyes were wide and there were tears pricking at the edges as though he were expecting some type of punishment for being so gross to have been hard from just being around Sunny. Basil stared and soaked up the sight of Sunny wanting him so unapologetically. Seeing how much Sunny liked him despite everything, was more than enough to make Basil want him too. Basil nodded enthusiastically, "A-are you s-sure you w-want me l-like that?" Sunny scoffed lightly, before lowering his head and breathing hot breaths onto Basil's neck where his head was resting earlier.
He could feel Basil swallow shallowly against his lips which were teasing Basil against his throat's sensitive skin. "S-sunny, p-please," Basil whispered, "I've never needed you as much as I do now." Sunny felt the heat in his stomach boil over and he couldn't contain it. Not when Basil was an open invitation. Not when Basil spoke like that. Like his life depended on him. Only him.
Sunny grazed his teeth on Basil's throat just to feel the vibrations of Basil's words that were left caught in the blond's throat. Slowly Sunny pulled Basil's hands away from his shorts while he teased Basil's throat. "Ple-" right when Basil was about to beg again Sunny sunk his teeth in deep, dragging out the sweetest moan from Basil's mouth. His muscle was tender under Sunny's wrath. He revelled in the explicit lukewarm of Basil's blood. It was smooth and silky under Sunny's tongue, but best of all it tasted of copper and sin. Sunny lifted a hand and pushed Basil onto the floor of the garden. Basil yelped as he fell back, and something about how Basil sounded so happy about it made Sunny feel heat rising in his face. He watched as the sunlight that filtered through the windows made Basil's hair look golden. His blue eyes looked translucent in the morning glow, as he looked up at Sunny with wide eyes. Almost too innocently, if it weren't for the pure devotion in his eyes being rivalled with the lust filled red that bloomed on Basil's cheeks from needing more.
The sight was so beautiful, but it was also just as terrifying seeing Basil so readily taking being mistreated. Suddenly Sunny felt icky about the whole thing. The display of Basil being so trusting so him when he would not even think twice about hurting him. Simply because Basil was so intoxicatingly sweet, and Sunny was too indulgent to resist. Sunny felt his breath hither around his throat and press against his lungs. His head was swimming with so many bad thoughts he couldn't separate them coherently. Nausea filled the air, a feeling Sunny was too familiar with but had forgotten about.
Forgotten how well he knew the guilt when it came to being around Basil. "H-Hey, Sunny, please don't stop. I-I'll tell you if it gets too much, I promise." The way Basil had said it so sweetly was almost able to convince Sunny that this was okay, but Basil had a habit of ruining things. So then Basil added, "I don't think there's anything you can do to hurt me. So, please, you don't have anything to worry about. I promise I'll be okay, alright?" Sunny felt the sick feeling rise up again, but this time it conflicted with the pure desire he had to kiss Basil's smile off his face until they were both panting messes. And there was absolutely nothing okay about that.
Sunny leaned in and the smell of flowers filled his lungs and replaced the hurt. The smell of Basil overcast the shadows of his pain. And when Sunny leaned in even closer the taste of Basil's blood filled his head with smoke instead of static. There was no going back from that.
Basil wrapped his arms around Sunny's shoulder, and there was no leaving that kind of trap. Not when it was so soft, so lovely. So Sunny leaned in more and Basil breathed harder. Sunny's hands found themselves on the zipper of Basil's shorts and he could hear the sound of Basil whining as he was left exposed and vulnerable. Neither of them were going to be okay after this, and they both knew it when they looked into each other's eyes and all they saw was limerance. Painful necessity. Pent up feelings, whether it was hatred or love was foggy. Making this simple act the most dangerous temptation. A sort of testament. Though, as much as Sunny wanted to pull away in disgust with himself for continuing this lewd act when he knew there was something so wrong about how much he needed Basil, and needed it to hurt afterwards. But despite how much Sunny's head screamed for him to stop, all he heard was Basil saying, "Yes, yes, yes, please, yes... Sunny," over and over. Pulling Sunny closer and closer to the edge.
So his hand wrapped around Basil's heat and all the shame washed away. Basil moaned so beautifully as Sunny rode his hand up and down Basil's length. Sunny couldn't hold on much longer. He pressed his face into Basil's neck and bit down where he was most delicate where his soft skin draped over the delicate collarbone, reopening the skin that was just starting to heal. Reimbursing himself with that smooth iron taste that was nothing like anything he's ever tasted before because it was Basil's. The thought that Basil was thinking the same of him caused Sunny to grunt lowly in his throat. Knowing that Basil needed this too. Begging for it too. It hurt so much knowing that they'll share this guilt, but it was so luring that it was for the both of them to share. Basil pulled Sunny closer to him until their chest were flush against each other's only thin fabric separating their pulses. Sunny couldn't take that and started to pull off Basil's polo messily. Basil only watched with eyes that screamed for him to continue. Then when Basil's chest was exposed Sunny took to caressing his side with his free hand and working his mouth lovingly against Basil's chest marking the light tan skin with his love.
Sunny felt himself getting embarrassed from knowing Basil will have the marks tomorrow. That Basil would probably obsess over them in the mirror just like he obsessed with Sunny's face in the mirror, thinking Sunny couldn't see him in the corner of his vision, but he always knew. He wondered if Basil always knew. Always knew what it meant when Sunny took time alone in their shared room at night while Basil was in the shower. He wondered if Basil knew why Sunny always took so long in the shower himself when Basil was so efficient in contrast. He wondered if every time that he was alone tending to his needs, feeling so badly when he knew that he could never out right ask his boyfriend for help. All those nights thinking they weren't ready that Basil would rather take things slow than for granted. Though, now here he was whimpering and shaking underneath him from all the attention Sunny was giving him like never before. "S-Sunny, do you k-k-know how long I've wanted t-this?" Basil whispered shyly between groans. Sunny nodded his head, deeply understanding the struggle. They both stared into each other's eyes for a while, as Sunny kept rubbing Basil slowly and tenderly. "G-go f-faster, please," Basil asked under his breath. Sunny did as he was asked and picked up the speed. Basil's breathy moans filled the room as he started rocking his hips to the movement of Sunny's hand. Sunny didn't know what he enjoyed more making Basil make such noises or knowing he's the only one Basil would beg from.
Sunny just loved being Basil's lover. But it was at this moment that he began to love being Basil's only. He knew it was wrong but that was what made him like it so much. Everything about this was wrong. Everything about them was wrong. He knew Basil knew this too because Basil started to thrust harder. sunny knew this meant Basil was reaching his peak and there was nothing Sunny wanted more than to hear him. Something in the back his mind wanted to hear Basil in pain. wanted to hear it so clearly and relish in that pain. Sunny pushed that part of himself away. He knew what Basil sounded like in pleasure and he was going to chase it. Wrongfully chase it.
But if Sunny tightened his grip, that was done out of chasing a high. Nothing else. Not intentional, and definitely not out of cruelty. An accident even, as lust was to blame. Basil's scent and voice and feel and words were to blame. Basil's voice which pitched up higher from the added pressure around his sensitive parts. Basil who rutted against his hand as he reached his peak and let out a draw out moan as he crumbled under the pressure. Sunny could feel a stream soak up his hand and despite the tempting voice telling him to keep going, Sunny slowed down his pace as Basil rode it out. The only thing on Sunny's mind was how much he loved seeing Basil's face collapse into pure bliss afterwards. Resting his eyes close as he basked in the sunlight and cosiness of the room's temperature. Sunny sighed deeply with a small smile on his lips. He slowly started to get up to get something to clean up Basil with, but right as he was starting to stand he felt Basil grab his hand. "W-wait! I-I-I wanna return the f-favour. It's only f-fair..." Basil said sweetly, batting his lashes slightly. Sunny couldn't turn away. He knew the right thing was to help out Basil after all that, but he wanted the wrong thing all the time.
Sunny nodded his head, but before he was able to settle down besides Basil, Basil tugged at his own shorts. Staring at him the entire time as if asking for confirmation. Sunny only nodded more knowing what Basil was asking for. So Basil continued and pulled down his shorts exposing Sunny's length. Basil stared for a moment, his face turning flush again. "I-I'm going to try m-my best, p-promise," Basil said while smiling so comfortingly. It was clear by his voice that he was nervous. It was clear by his promise that he really didn't want to mess up. It was clear to Sunny that he had to comfort Basil, like Basil did to him, but instead his voice was nowhere to be found. So instead, Sunny opted to lift a hand and carcass Basil's face before settling his fingers in Basil's golden blond hair. Basil smiled so lovingly at him after that that it took all of Sunny's self resistant not to kiss him right then and there. Luckily, before he could, Basil slowly took him into his mouth. Wrapping his swollen and tainted red lips from blood around him so lightly he could barely feel Basil. Sunny could only sense an all encompassing warmness and he groaned so low in his throat that he was sure he was going to break down from just the simple heat.
Basil giggled and the tremours that ensued up Sunny's entire body caused him to shudder heavily. Enticing Sunny to thrust into Basil's mouth languidly just to elicit those pretty little moans from Basil's mouth. This only prompted Basil to start lapping up his tongue to feel up and down Sunny's length. Sunny had spent too much time dreaming of this to hold on much longer. The combination of the sounds, the feeling, the heat, just Basil. Everything about Basil. Sweet, kind, caring, loving Basil. Sunny groaned loudly as he felt his entire body shudder and he could feel the streams resonate throughout himself and into Basil's mouth. Who willingly sat there and took it all while whimpering lightly. Sunny held on so tightly to Basil's hair tugging it down a bit and Basil moaned loudly to being pulled. Pulling off Sunny's length to gasp for air. It was the best thing Sunny's ever felt and in that moment he knew Basil thought so too. Sunny stayed there panting until he finally calmed down enough to have the courage to look down at Basil.
Basil's eyes were closed so blissfully with his golden lashes shining in the sun. Sunny noticed that they were clumped together from tears, and suddenly he noticed Basil was crying. Sunny immediately dropped down to his knees. Reaching out to cup Basil's face in his hands. Wiping at his tears with the back of his fingers. "I-I'm s-so s-s-sorry," Basil whispered. Sunny only shook his head. Basil stared with red eyes and nose, sniffling. "T-That was b-bad, wasn't it?" Basil whispered. Sunny didn't know what he meant. Though it was true that neither of them talked about doing stuff like this before so it made sense that Basil would be worried that he over stepped. That's what Sunny assumed anyways. Though the truth of why Basil asked such a question was worse than that.
Sunny shook his head again, trying to show as much support as he could when his throat was failing him so miserably. Basil still was crying but now he was smiling up at Sunny. "T-thank you, you're so s-sweet to me. I'm really happy you let me do that for you. You were amazing," Basil said. It was Sunny's turn to blush. Sunny tried to compliment Basil back but his voice just cracked and Sunny became more embarrassed than he already was. "It's okay, you don't have to talk. I know it gets difficult to talk sometimes. Besides I don't think there's enough words to express how much I like you," Basil whispered shyly. Sunny smiled slightly then suddenly he yawned. "Oh, you're tired? Let's take a nap then," Basil said cheerily. Sunny shook his head before taking Basil's hand to guide him to the shower, them both taking separate showers despite the closeness they had beforehand. After basking in the glory of warm water and steam, they both got into the bed wear. Laying next to each other on the bed.
Basil then turned towards Sunny and held on tightly to his side. Basil was always a cuddler, but tonight he was being extra clingy. He wrapped his legs around Sunny's own and reached out to hold his hand tenderly. Sighing happily into Sunny's chest. Both of them loved the warmth of each other.
"I love you so much," Basil whispered into the night.
Sunny smiled softly. Even though Basil couldn't see it in the dark, they both could feel it.
They both could feel the love between them and that was the most specialist thing there ever was.