“I was thinking.”
He grabs some print outs and I close my eyes.
“Yeah, same.” I reply, lips pressed and nearly praying to no God on earth but just to myself and his eyes.
“Adoption.”
“Not a donor?” I open my eyes exhaling, relaxed. My fear of being pregnant released as well as I do not want any hint of another man inside me.
“Fuck no!” Alex says biting his lip harshly and I kiss him. We start kissing a bit too lustfully as I take off his sweater and my tongue is too deep as I start taking off his jeans.
“I-” I start saying.
“It’s fine that it took you a year. You were on the thing with studies, chill, chill.” He soothes me, his hands strolling through my own, kisses fluttering. I hesitate and stare at the ceiling which ends up being his own eyes.
“Yeah. That’s good, great.” I mean it, trembling.
Alex is nearly crying.
In the end we both end up howling with tears and make more love in the end.
He grabs some print outs and I close my eyes.
“Yeah, same.” I reply, lips pressed and nearly praying to no God on earth but just to myself and his eyes.
“Adoption.”
“Not a donor?” I open my eyes exhaling, relaxed. My fear of being pregnant released as well as I do not want any hint of another man inside me.
“Fuck no!” Alex says biting his lip harshly and I kiss him. We start kissing a bit too lustfully as I take off his sweater and my tongue is too deep as I start taking off his jeans.
“I-” I start saying.
“It’s fine that it took you a year. You were on the thing with studies, chill, chill.” He soothes me, his hands strolling through my own, kisses fluttering. I hesitate and stare at the ceiling which ends up being his own eyes.
“Yeah. That’s good, great.” I mean it, trembling.
Alex is nearly crying.
In the end we both end up howling with tears and make more love in the end.
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