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Asher took his order with a nod of his head in thanks, guiding Colden back to his room. He sat on the bed, shrugging out of the jacket, exposing that scarred, tattooed (or even pierced) skin as he started to munch on his salad.

He paused to murmur, "Do you want to stay here tonight?"

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Colden peered at him as he approached the bed, slowly and cautiously, "Can I? I don't want to overstep any boundaries..."

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Asher glanced up at Colden with a soft smile playing over his lips.

"You can stay anytime." His voice was sincere, quiet, but strong with the truth he held in it.

It was like he was promising Colden a safe place.

"But would you object if I sleep with no shirt on?" He blushed. "I know that we got - uh - intense, and I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

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"I'm not that uncomfortable around people," Colden rolled his eyes, "I don't sleep with a shirt on either. I won't think you're trying to take advantage of me," he snickered.

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Asher laughed, climbing off of the bed to throw his trash away in the can just beside his door.

He stepped back onto the bed, climbing under the covers, leaving a spot beside him. "C'mere."

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Colden pulled his shirt over his head and left it crumpled on the floor. He walked over and scooted into bed beside him, immediately warmed by Asher's presence beside him.

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Asher was slow, hesitant, as he put his arms around Colden, leaning down to peck him gently.

Oh, god, he wanted so much more than a peck.

But not tonight.

Not without dates, not without kisses.

Sex had to wait. It was only fair.

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Colden chuckled, a sound of amusement, as he laid down against the pillow, "Goodnight, Asher," he murmured quietly.

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The Next Day

Asher woke to the feeling of someone else in his bed.

He shifted around, half-asleep, feeling for a body, drawing it close to him, snuggling his face, his lips, his tongue, into the nape of a neck.

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There was a mumbled response to the touch and Colden shifted a bit in his sleep. He wrinkled his nose, still fast asleep. A small necklace, which had been around his neck all night, clinked softly with every movement.

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Asher groaned softly, rolling over so his bottom half was cupped by Colden's hips.

Desire was evident as his lips latched onto his skin, marking the place he covered a dark purple.

He nuzzled into Colden, reaching down, stroking his chest, his ribs, his belly, propping himself up with his knees to watch Colden.

He leaned down, kissing him. No restrictions - no holding himself back. Just pure lust, pure desire, and perhaps some love - or what could be love.

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At first, Colden's skin twitched under the touches and his facial expressions gave away what he was feeling. His hands clenched and unclenched, searching for something to hold on to. They found Asher's hips, gripping tightly.

The kiss is was really woke him up, blue eyes fluttering in a sleepy haze of confusion.

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Asher lifted his head, snuggling into Colden with a content sigh.

He wasn't quite awake yet - half-asleep, dreaming these things and more. His back hunched as he hugged Colden close to his chest, lips traveling over his ear, nibbling lightly on the lobe, going farther down.

His hands tightened on the sheets, and he arched closer with a quiet, deep groan.

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"Mmm...Asher?" Colden mumbled, his mind trying to focus itself on something other than the feel of Asher's lips on his skin. His grip on the other's waist slackened, but he didn't let go. Instead, he stroked his thumbs over the skin just above his waistband.

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Asher groaned against his skin, lifting his head with shaggy locks of red and black hair falling into dark, dark eyes.

"Mm?"

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His lips upturned in a sleepy smile and he raised one hand, running it through the boy's bedhead, "Good morning."

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"Mm." He rolled over so Colden's a** was snugly fit against Asher's crotch, his lips still firmly attached to Colden's neck, sucking like he expected some semblance of milk to escape. His left hand was on Colden's shoulder, rubbing his thumb over the skin.

His eyes opened wide as he rocked his body against Colden's.

"No training today." He wiggled a bit, and wiggling did... Interesting things.

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Colden was not stupid and he could feel everything that was going on as Asher pressed against him, "Hmmnn...Have you even trained here yet?" White-hot lust spiked through his veins and Colden swallowed against his dry throat.

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Asher propped himself up on his elbow, using the other hand to tilt Colden's face towards his own.

Somehow, his breath was minty.

He nodded, looking serious, before he ducked his head, running his lips against Colden's jaw, higher, softer as his lips met Colden's. His mouth opened, spilling a deep groan down Colden's throat just before his tongue darted out, the tip running against Colden's bottom lip.

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Colden's body trembled and he immediately pressed into the kiss. One hand reached to cradle the back of Asher's neck, thumb brushing over the skin. He turned over a little more, their legs entwining as he pressed himself closer to the other boy.