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Airy’s breath was heavy as he lurked outside of Liam’s window. Liam was lying peacefully in his bed, a salt lamp emitting a gentle orange glow next to him. Airy winced as cold raindrops fell on his coat. He placed his hand upon the windowsill, and tried to push it open. He put as much strength into it as he could, but eventually pulled his arms back with a hefty sigh. It was locked.
Airy began to gently step along the dew covered grass, making his way towards the front door. He made a displeased grunt as the grass beneath him squished. He stepped up on Liam’s porch, stepping as lightly as he could as to not make too much of a ruckus.
Airy reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a misshaped bobby pin. He leaned over to peak into the keyhole, getting a limited glimpse of Liam’s common room. He pulled back and inserted the bobby pin into the keyhole, then shifted it around, twisting and bending. He bit his lip gently out of concentration.
After quite a bit of effort, Airy slowly creaked the door open after hearing the lock click open. He cringed as the door squeaked open. He stepped into the house, light on his feet. Airy blinked a few times, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. He scanned the area briefly, before stepping forward. Airy contemplated taking his shoes off; It would be a lot quieter.
Airy bent over and started to untie his boots. They were fairly nice, being a bit worn from daily life, but not torn apart. He took them off, one at a time, and placed them next to the door. He then started to walk forwards, trying to navigate the house and find Liam’s bedroom. He kept alert, trying not the step on anything. Liam’s house was a bit cluttered, but Airy already knew that. This wasn’t the first time in his house, but it was his first time in while he was sleeping.
Airy walked down a short hallway, before being met with Liam’s bedroom. He peeked his head in through the doorway, feeling his cheeks heat up as he looked at Liam’s peaceful, sleeping body. Airy felt his cheeks heat up. He stood and stared for a long moment.
Snapping out of it, Airy took a hesitant step forward. He took a moment to think about how he was going to do this. Should he approach Liam fast, and have to deal with him being awake? Or, should he go slow and have to deal with less of a struggle. He decided on the latter, stepping lightly as to muffle the creaky floorboards. Once Airy was in front of Liam’s bedside. He bent down to be face to face with him.
Oh, he’s so pretty, Airy thought to himself as he admired Liam's facial features. Airy reached out a hand to caress Liam’s cheek. His cheek was soft, and warm beneath Airy’s cold hand. Airy took his free hand and started slowly pulling the blanket off of Liam’s sleeping body. He jolted and pulled his hands back as Liam shifted his body.
Airy took a second to suppress his mini-heart attack. He reached his hand back out to Liam, resting it on his waist. Airy kept still for a moment before gently rubbing Liam with his hand. His hand trailed down the the bottom of his shirt, and Airy snaked his cold fingers up Liam’s torso. Airy put one of his knees on the bed, then the other. He loomed over Liam’s unconscious body, his body heating up.
Airy sat himself down on top of Liam’s lap, hearing the sleeping boy beneath him let out a grunt at the sudden weight. Liam’s eyes fluttered open, as he blinked away sleep. His eyes opened wide as he pressed his arms against Airy’s torso, trying to get him off. “Guh.. Get off me, freak!” Liam shouted as Airy pinned his arms above his head. Airy stared longingly into his eyes, starting to slowly move his hips against Liam’s, earning a small whimper.
“Hnngh..” Liam writhed beneath Airy’s strong arms, desperately trying to break free. Airy pulled back only one of his arms, using it to lift up Liam’s shirt once more, revealing his soft, caramel toned nipples. Airy looked back up at Liam’s teary eyes, before leaning down and pressing his wet tongue against one of Liam’s nipples. “Auugh.. fuck..” Liam groaned, still kneeing Airy in his stomach but with significantly less force.
Airy continued running his slimey tongue along Liam’s soft, warm chest. He looked up to the smaller man beneath him, and cupped his cheek. A tear rolled down Liam’s cheek as he looked up at Airy. “Why..-” He was cut off by Airy’s lips meeting his own. Liam moaned into the kiss as Airy’s free hand trailed down his waist, and slipped beneath his waistband.
Liam’s hips jerked upwards involuntarily, maybe as an attempt to escape Airy’s grasp, or be closer to it. His mind was too foggy with arousal and panic to really know what he was doing. Airy grabbed onto his ‘member’, his grip gentle but firm. He slowly began to stroke Liam as he pulled back from their kiss, panting.
Liam’s legs trembled as he felt Airy’s cold. slender fingers stroking him almost agonizingly slow. Suddenly, Airy halted his movements and pulled his hands away. Liam stared up at his shadowed face, lust and fear clouding his mind. He yelped as Airy flipped him over onto his stomach and pressed his head down firmly.
Liam whined into his pillow, wriggling weakly beneath Airy’s grasp. His breath hitched as he felt Airy’s slender fingers gently pulling down his boxers. Liam felt something warm, and slimy on his rear end and winced. “A-airyy..” He whined as Airy grinded against Liam’s virgin hole.
Airy slowly began pressing himself into Liam, groaning under his breath as he did. Liam moaned into his pillow and tightened his muscles in response to the intrusion. Airy leaned over Liam’s body, which was burning up by now, and reached under his stomach to grab his now dripping cock once more.
Liam jolted and exhaled sharply, feeling overwhelmed. He whimpered as Airy slowly began to thrust into him, gradually picking up the pace as time went on. Liam felt his tears soaking the pillow his face was shoved into. He felt violated and aroused at the same time.
Liam snapped back out of his thoughts as Airy let out a low whine in his ear, his thrusts gaining more force. Liam’s legs quivered, as if they were about to give out. Suddenly, he felt a thick, hot liquid shooting inside of him, paired with a breathy moan.
Airy pulled out after a short while of hugging Liam’s sweaty, weak body. Liam collapsed almost immediately and sighed; his body was desperate for rest. Liam paid no mind to Airy as he cleaned himself up and quickly made his way out. He laid still in his bed, feeling full and exhausted, eventually drifting off into a troubled sleep.