To say that the date with Revon went well would be an understatement.

We decided to spend a short while walking around the local park hand-in-hand, talking about ourselves and our lives. Although most of it was the basics, silly things about our hobbies and interests, it also became known to both of us that we each had a past that scarred us in some way for us to be how we are now. Though we also decided that when the day came that we were 100% comfortable, we would share our story with each other.

Afterwards, we got some fries and burgers to go and sat atop a wall that overlooked the local pier. We sat in silence, sharing the bag of food that sat on our laps between us, Revons head resting on my shoulder as mine lay upon his head. It was peaceful, and the silence we sat in was far from awkward. Since the evening was mild with a light breeze from the water, it gave us an excuse to get a little closer together, my arm wrapped securely around his waist, just as his were around mine. We both made a comment on how surprised we were that both of us felt so natural around each other. I didn't feel the need to be cold and distant to Revon, and he didn't feel any panic about what he should say or how he should act. He did admit that he still felt nervous but I agreed, saying that I believed that a little nervousness which made you feel giddy told you that you liked the person who brought the feeling out.

As the night came to an end, we both had an argument on who would walk who home. In the end, we decided taking a taxi together would be best, regardless of how close we lived. It ended up Revon being the one who lived furthest away from our original spot, so when we arrived at my apartment block, he asked the cabby to keep the meter running as he walked me up to the door.

This is where we now both stand, facing each other with silly smiles on our face. Although nothing throughout the night felt awkward between us, it is starting to seep into the air as to how the night ends is to be decided. I would love to invite him up, telling myself that my feelings for him were so sudden and strong, why stop now? But deep down I knew myself, I want this to last, I want to see where this goes with him. And rushing things beyond attraction and unspoken words could do more harm than good.

"I can see it in you, you're hesitating." He smiles at me knowingly and I roll my eyes with my own smile.

"I know, I am just thinking about how much I want to invite you up, I don't want this night to end just yet, I've enjoyed being around you more than I thought I would for a 'blind date', but I also don't want to mess this up by moving too fast..." I reach up and take his face between both my hands as I lean forward to rest my lips on his forehead.

I hear a small sigh and look down towards his lips to see him smiling at me. I continue to let my eyes lay upon them as he talks. "I understand, and I agree also, I want to come up, or bring you to mine but... I also want to wait." He kisses cheek lightly and moves back enough for our noses to be grazing each other. I lean in to kiss his cheek also as I feel his arms moving from my hips to around waist, my own slowly wrapping around to the back of his neck. As our bodies are flush up against each other, I pull my head back a few inches to look him in the eye before placing my lips at the corner of his own, resting them there after a small peck.

Throughout the evening we didn't go further than a slight peck on the forehead or cheek, but the want and need to place my lips on his is calling to me louder than ever before.

His hold on me tightens as I move my head up to be directly in front of his, noses placed alongside each other, our lips both parted as they brush lightly, slightly touching more with each deep breath we take, our eyes locked on an intense staredown. Both of us longing for the other to crack and kiss the other, to do something, anything. And the longer my eyes bore into his own, the more I breathe in each breath he lets out, the harder I feel myself become. But what makes me crack first is the breathless moan that escapes Revons mouth when our lower regions brush against the other. His moan travels from his mouth, straight into my own and makes its way directly to my growing length.

"Tell the taxi to leave, you're staying with me tonight. I won't allow this to go further than anything below clothes but, fuck, Revon, please. I don't want to let you go yet." I moan back, my lips pushing into his own the more the words I say. He simply licks his lips, in the process licking mine, and quickly nods before turning and running towards the taxi. He throws a couple of bills in through the window and just as fast as he left, he runs back to stand before me. He positions himself about a meter away, hesitant to come closer but determined in his decision to be here. His hands pull at the end of his sleeves, his knees bouncing slightly as they hold back from closing the distance between us, eyes wide as he waits for my next move. He looks like a little obedient puppy and I can't help the bright smile that takes over my lips as I take him all in.

As I start to slowly back away from him, watching as his eyes dart around my body, watching each step I take, I open the door and beckon him over with a finger as I lick my dry lips.

"Come on, puppy, don't go shy on me now."

He takes a deep breath and I watch as his eyes darken with lust, a loud groan escaping his parted, plump lips. He quickly makes his way over towards me and drags me in through the parted door. The moment I pass through the doorway, its shut behind me and I find my back pressed up against it. Revons body pushes flush up against mine, lips hovering, waiting, longing. The lust in his eyes is stronger than ever and the constant pulsing I am feeling coming from his lower region causes me to grab ahold of his hips, and push them in deeply towards my own. I expected a moan to escape Revons lips, as one escapes mine but I am taken back when I hear a growl coming from his throat, his lower lip stuck firmly in between his teeth. His arms come up and he slams his forearms against the door on either side of my head, just as he pushes his hips into mind hard and rough.

My head falls back in a silent groan but I can't hide the dark chuckle that escapes my dry throat. "Mmm, down puppy, no playing tonight, remember?" The moment I say those words, Revons entire complexion turns red and he clings his body to mine, hiding his face against my neck. A loud laugh escapes my mouth as I run my hands up from his hips to spread them out across his back, holding him close to me. "Who knew the cute innocent Revon had a dark side to him, I'm sure I'll find some ways to have fun with my little puppy!" I tease.

Since he is still flush up against me, I feel his body stiffen slightly and then there is a strong twitch coming from Revons length the moment I call him a puppy. Knowing I've felt his reaction, he clings to me tighter and mumbled a quiet "shut up" into my neck.

The smile doesn't leave my face as I guide us both up to my apartment on the 7th floor. His arms still wrapped around me, mine around him. Once we make it through my apartment door, we break apart and I take his hand in mine. I lead him towards the kitchen and after throwing my keys, phone and wallet on the counter, I turn to the flushed man and offer him something to drink.

"Water, please." He says shyly as he starts looking around the room. I give him a short nod before I grab a water bottle front the fridge and hand it to him.

"I'm going to put together some snacks, we can chill out in the living room for a while to calm down. How about you take a walk around, make yourself at home." He watches me for a moment before nodding with a smile and starts his search around the apartment. It's nothing too extravagant but it is spacious, and large since there are 2 levels.

After I pour some tortilla chips into a bowl and gather some dips, I bring them across the hall to the living room. I wait a few minutes but when there is still no sign of Revon, I decide to go on my own search for him.

It doesn't take me to long to find him, it seems he got caught up in a room that many never expect to find in an apartment. At first glance, you would think it is a storage room with how many items are scattered around. But it is a room that I hold collectables, artifacts I've come across, paintings I've bought, books I've read. This is the only room that has no floor above it with a room to the second level. The walls carry all the way up the self with no break. One wall is full of shelves, books lining every row. Another is covered in masks, one that comes from every country I have visited. The third wall is full of mirrors, all different shapes and sizes. The last is covered in paintings, from many different artists that have inspired me throughout the years. The floor has items on display in every corner, artifacts spread throughout the room.

Revon catches my eye as he turns around to look at the room in amazement. "What is this place?" He asks, eyes wide as they stare back at me for a moment before moving around to look more.

"I thought I had this room locked, I usually don't leave others in here with how valuable the items are. But I'll make an exception for you." I smile at him. He huddled into himself some more, almost afraid to touch anything but continues to look around before setting his gaze on me.

I approach him and wrap my arm around his shoulder, drawing him closer. "This is exactly what it looks like, I guess. Items I've collected throughout the years. I know, I am young but I have travelled quite a lot. Some of these items have been passed down though, given to me from my father, grandparents, uncles and so on. I guess I am a bit of a hoarder in other words." A chuckle escapes me as I look around.

An arm slipping around my waist draws my attention back to the man at my side. Revon stares up at me with a gentle smile that makes me pull him closer automatically. I give him a small peck on the forehead before breaking away and taking his hand in mine.

"Come on, let's go watch a movie and relax for a while."