High moved and he stretched out like a cat, before looking up to see he had been sleeping on Mark’s stomach.
‘Right, Mark was his junior, he had met last night,’ He smiled at the thought, and added unnecessarily, ‘and slept with last night.’
High flushed, remembering it, the previous night’s images flashing through his brain.
‘That had been so emotional, I wonder how Mark is feeling?’
‘Probably triple what I am. I feel such a confusion of emotions, but out of all of them, I don’t feel one bit of regret. It feels crazy to think how normal this morning feels.’
‘Last night I had never even had sex and now I have had a one-night stand.’
‘Well, not really High. One-night stands are not there in the morning, and Mark is most certainly the fifty-eight kilo puppy curled up beside and half on top of you right now.’
‘It feels amazing, so right.’
‘I can’t explain why it feels this way.’
‘I feel like I don’t want to move, like I want this moment to last… But how can I explain what I am feeling to him, he is a stranger. We don’t even know anything about each other. But I can’t walk away from him, not even if I wanted to. I’m irrevocably hooked.’
Mark had his arms wrapped around High’s stomach cuddling him from behind, much like High had done to him the night before, but was holding his phone tightly and playing a game on it, the soft sounds of the game breaking the silence.
Mark felt cozy, and wonderful, as he remembered what those hands were capable of, and he realized his brain was going somewhere it shouldn’t.
Just because it was morning and he had a tree downstairs and someone to use it on, did not mean he needed to. He had gotten by without it before, so he could again. But his member didn’t want to listen.
Mark looked down and smiled at High’s very clear hard on.
High looked where he was looking then covered up with a blanket blushing a little. “We should talk about last night, don’t you think?”
Mark set down the phone, then snuck his hands under the covers sliding them down High’s body opening his boxers up and grabbed his hard-on. He started stroking it.
High groaned.
“We really should talk.” He looked over and Mark’s eyes looked straight into High’s eyes, then slowly glanced down at his own unmet needs then back up at High and pouted a little.
High chuckled.
“No, Mark I am serious. I understand how special you are, how important this moment is for you. I don’t want to upset you, or have you misunderstand anything.”
“I want to talk about how to move forward after this one-night stand.”
“One-night stand?” Mark said, his face falling lightly and he pulled his hands back out of the blanket, then picked up his phone in defeat getting back to his game.
“Wait, don’t misunderstand. I just mean that at this point, this was just a meeting you and having sex, the very definition of a one nighter, but I don’t want it to stay that way.”
They cuddled together Mark snuggled into High’s shoulder still playing the game, his eyebrows creasing with frustration. High brushed his hair back with his fingers wondering if the wrinkled eyebrows was his reaction to being told no, or to the game.
“Mark?”
“Hmmm?” he said, paying attention to the game.
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“I don’t know how to talk about this as I’ve never asked anyone before…” High tried to start.
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He smiled, then nodded hard and leaned back in clambering on top of High like a happy puppy, kissing him eagerly on the lips.
“Wait, wait, wait, Mark let me breathe.” High said laughing gently.
“Okay, I am glad that makes you happy. It worried me, you would think this was all too fast.”
Mark shook his head no.
“I wanted to ask that, I have actually been trying to think of a way to ask since I woke up at five, But I was worried it wasn’t like that for you and that you only wanted to comfort me because of my phobia last night. I have been half convinced that I needed to leave before you woke, or else you would be mad, or upset, or never want to see me again.” He said uncertainly.
High looked at him, shocked. “You have been up since five a.m. worried about this!”
“Yeah,” He laughed.
“Actually, I haven’t even passed this level I started in this game. I started it at around five am, but I wasn’t paying attention to it, I was kinda just zoned out. I’ve lost eighty-four times in a row.” He smiled, holding up his phone showing the horrible stats.
High laughed, “You are so interesting Mark.” High said, reaching over and pinched his cheeks.
“You’re so cute, I can hardly stand it.”
Mark smiled.
“Anyway.” High said while clearing his throat.
“I want you to know I have class in an hour, but then I have to go home and tell my mom where I was. I don’t want her to be worried.”
“But this isn’t goodbye, okay? I want your number and I am going to text you as soon as I am home, okay?”
“I’m serious.”
“We are dating now?” High said, softly, squeezing Mark’s hand gently.
Mark smiled. “Okay, okay, we are dating now. I won’t misunderstand.”
“Mark, can I say something else?”
“Sure.”
“I really like all the touching. But I wanted to tell you I don’t think we should continue having sex for a while. I think it is important that we get to know each other a little bit better, before always hopping into bed together.”
“I hope that’s okay?”
“The sex doesn’t matter,” Mark blurted.
“Well, I mean it does, I loved the touching, I craved your body last night, I wanted to explore all of it, I still do. But I agree that getting to know you would make me really happy.”
High flushed in response to Mark’s words.
“I feel like we are already really in sync and connected, that all we have to do is fill in the little details about each other like a puzzle.” Mark said gently.
“I agree.”
High got up and stretched before collecting his clothes carefully.
He bent over to grab his socks and yelped as Mark’s hand fell heavy horizontally across his ass.
“Hey?” High yelped, confused, his abs scrunching tightly from the impact. Mark observed him happily.
“Sorry I just wanted to do that. You have a really perky butt.”
High looked at him, incredulous, shook his head, then ran his hand through his hair.
He exhaled lightly before turning away and walking towards the bathroom to get changed. Once he finished up there he walked back outside and saw that Mark was dressed too.
“Do you have a class as well?” High asked.
“Not for another three hours. But I figured I can walk you to your class and then I can stop by the library and grab a book. There is this one novel I had the Librarian order in for me so I can finish my thesis.”
“That’s cool.” High stated.
Mark opened his door and High followed him out into the hallway. The two of them walked in silence for a bit.
‘I wonder if he has any friends? He seems the genuine loner type, normally there are pictures everywhere in a dorm room, but his room had nothing on the walls. Does he not have anyone else but me? I don’t want him to grow an unhealthy attachment to me because he doesn’t have any other form of regular interaction.’
‘Maybe invite him… yes, invite him. Heart and Tone are really nice, they would really help him get through things well. Maybe even understand some unique ways they could help Mark open up and become freer. They were fantastic at researching things, especially Heart. He was rather savvy at things like that.’
“Mark?”
“Hmm?”
“I am supposed to go to a movie with the guys next week. I would like it if you came so I can introduce you to my friends.”
He paused, seeing Mark’s face twist uncertainly and not pleasantly.
“Hmmm… I”
Mark exhaled, then looked up and pulled on his bottom lip gently, before his worry slipped away and he smiled.
“I want to…”
“Oh, good… I” High started saying.
“It’s just I have never been to a movie before….”
“NEVER!” Exclaimed High surprise, knocking what he had been about to say out of his mind completely as it reeled from the shock.
“No… My doctors’ and my parents’ advice was that I try to slowly increase my abilities to withstand touch by doing minor things that would provide minimal exposure at a time, but I never got past handling school every day very well. In the end, my mom said it might be too much for me to be out where there’s many people. They homeschooled me in my early years and only could join and attend school in this Uni.” Mark explained reservedly,
“So normally, I just watch movies at home.”
“Ahhh, noo, High, don’t look at me like that, I hate feeling pitied. It’s okay to not understand… But for me it’s normal.”
“Mark it’s not, pity, I empathize. I would never pity you. I only want to help you as much as I can.”
High leaned forward and pecked Mark on the forehead, his overlong hair falling forward for a second.
Mark flushed happily realizing there were a few people looking and he liked the way it felt as the butterflies fluttered in his chest. High broke the kiss with a gentle smile, then continued walking. Mark noticed High was pacing to keep up with him.
“My sister says I am not missing much.” Mark commented.
“Well, she is not wrong there, theaters are dirty places, fun, but dirty.”
“But, I want to try too- with you, though I’m a bit worried since there are so many people in theaters….” Mark replied,
High wrapped his arms around him.
“Okay, let’s go together. I can be your first again.”
Mark stared at him. “Yah, don’t say that so loud. It’s embarrassing.”
“Why? I am proud to be your first. In fact, why don’t you make up a list of stuff you have never done but want to do. We can do them all together.”
Mark smiled.
“Don’t think it’s because I am nice, don’t misunderstand. It’s because I want to keep teasing you as I, collect each of your firsts.”
Mark shook his head, staring at him as if he couldn’t believe him.
“So the theater next week and don’t forget to text me.” High said holding up his phone tightly.
Mark nodded. Then held out his phone, High took it and called his own phone.
“There, let’s text each other soon, okay.”
Mark nodded and High leaned forward and kissed his neck enthusiastically, before turning away and walking down the final hall to his classroom as if he hadn’t just bitten Mark’s neck in public.
His phone buzzed.
“I can’t wait to watch a movie with you.” ~Mark
High chuckled reading the message and he typed out a message back.
“Don’t worry, I will keep you safe. I promise I won’t let anything happen to you, Okay?”
High felt like things were finally looking up, he had been so stressed and worried with exams and life, now he was just thrilled that somehow fate had brought Mark to him.
