Phillip just lightly shook his head and mumbled. "No..she said we did...nothing...absolutly nothing. I more like started puking and then passed out on her bathroom floor." Phillip said rubbing his hickey again cause if that girl hadn't done it and it was like it had been in the dream....Phillip hoped that it was and hoped that it wasn't at the same time....He was sure that Dontae would never do anything like that. As for Phillip doing anything like that.....He might have thought about it freely but he would never actually do it.....or would he? Phillip shook head head again he was so confused....he didn't know what to think anymore. When Dontae asked him what he was up to that day completely dodging the question for himself. "Well...I don't have any work this weekend I knew I wouldn't want to do anything that made me think so I did all the work the last day I worked...So I guess that means I'm just staying home resting until I don't feel like I've been run over by a truck anymore." Phillip said unsure of what he actually wanted to do today. He felt odd just sitting there with Dontae....And he didn't know why? usually it was quite normal for the two to sit together on the mornings that Phillip didn't work....But this morning he felt at odds with his roommate....And he couldn't figure out why.....

Dontae didn't really respond to Phillip after that, stuck between ongoing thought and fatigue. Eventually, though, Dontae had to break the growing silence, with the question that he just couldn't seem to put down to rest. "Phillip..." He started. His usually friendly or joking tone towards his friend turned sort of monotone as he asked this.

"...Did we.. uh.. did we.. do... something... last night?"

At the moment Dontae couldn't have thought of anything more awkward to mention, or talk about. He almost couldn't believe he'd even managed to ask, and wanted to hit himself for doing so. Yet, his mind wouldn't have been able to rest until he did, and this hangover seemed to be pushing at him - as if somehow it played a factor in convincing him to bring it up. The young man almost wanted to just leave the room, the apartment, the entire building. Anything to get away from the tension that'd built up between them this morning, knowing what he'd just said didn't help it any.

They sat still and quiet for a bit before Dontae broke the silence stuttering slow out asking if they did anything the night before. "Ummm.....I...I don't know...I don't...really remember much of last night..." But Phillips subconsious was screaming at him say something otherwise but his mind was trained so well to ignore that voice so Phillip didn't hear it when it was screaming at him. But it did make the oddness even worse and you could almost cut the tension with a knife...He wanted to leave and stay at the same time...this made him very confussed...Phillip sat there pondering it.

"Yeah..." Dontae said, the only thing he felt he could say. He didn't know how else to respond, and he felt like maybe he shouldn't have responded at all, even if the word was almost meaningless in this situation. It was just a sound, this time; just something to fill the space between them.

Dontae knew if he could go back in time to the few moments ago when he'd asked, he'd kick himself in the shin and tell himself not to. The young man pulled the blanket he had up over his head, as if being under it could hide him from his own disgust with himself. Dontae wanted to fall asleep more than ever now, although now it was only to run from their situation, and not to escape the pain his hang over brought. The hangover suddenly seemed so insignificant in comparison to everything else, very insignificant.

"What if we did..." He said, knowing he'd regret saying that too. Dontae's voice seemed a bit muffled from under the material of the blanket. Every word that slipped off his tongue did so without him having time to think about it first; leaving him only afterwards to consider the consequences.

Phillip sat there staring off into space trying not to think about what was trying so hard to break through his careful gards leaving him with more of a headache than his hangover could ever give him. This made Phillip put his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands palms on either side of his temples pushing in on them, like he was physicaly trying to keep them in. When Dontae mumble from under the blanket that he had pulled over his head saying about what if they did..."I...I don't....I don't know...what if we did...? What then?" Phillip said partically to himself.
Phillip got up and started pacing across the living room floor he always paced when he was nervious he swore he would wear a hole in the floor if he kept this up much longer.

(sorry so short couldn't think about anything else to write)

"Then we did. And it doesn't matter," Dontae said, sitting up now. It was like a wave of relief was washing over him as he came to his own self acceptance over it. The young man couldn't take the awkward tension any longer and he knew there was no way, now that he'd dug into things, to really forget about it and move on. Unless he just accepted the possibility. There was a small smile on his face, one he didn't really want Phillip to see, one he didn't really want to have.

Although Dontae wasn't going to just 'forget' about it, considering the only thing he was really accepting, deep down, was his own shy sexuality. Despite what he'd said, if that moment between them had really taken place at the party yesterday, it did matter to him. Up until now all Dontae could think about was how horrible something like that was, or how it'd make things. For the few seconds that the young man smiled, he was thinking about how much he liked Phillip, admitting to himself he maybe liked him more than just a friend.

The nice thought and emotion that went with that admittance were slowly fading though, when all the reasons why things shouldn't and couldn't be like that started to catch up. Dontae's smile went with it, but at the very least, he felt a bit more open to himself. It was almost like some of the denial for all the thoughts and feelings he had for his room mate was dissipating. Dontae still didn't have any high hopes or expectations for them beyond their friendship. He didn't expect Phillip to feel the same way, nor was he completely without regret or self scolding for all of this, but it was progress. Small progress, but progress none the less.

Dontae laid back down on the couch and closed his eyes, he still had a hang over to deal with, after all. And he assumed the awful taste of things between him and Phillip would die down with rest. "Your pacing is killing my head," Dontae mentioned, laughing slightly; as if things could slowly return to how it normally was between them - at least on the outside.

As soon as Dontae said that if it had indeed happened last night that it didn't matter, for some reason that just tore a huge punture in his heart. He wanted Dontae to care and at the same time he knew that Dontae wouldn't in a million years like him that way and so admitting how much he actually liked Dontae 'that way' didn't matter because he knew now that Dontae would never like him and he was kidding himself and feeling like an idiot for even hoping that he ever would. This made Phillip's pace faster and It as much as it felt better to admit his feelings for Dontae to himself it hurt equally as much because Dontae didn't return his feelings. Phillip finally stopped mid step when Dontae's voice entered his head and he heard him say that Phillip's pacing was giving him a headache, Dontae's tone bothered him because he sounded almost happy...when Phillip felt like a stupid idiotic fag...Phillip ha d to get out he didn''t know where but he had to go collect himself somewhere. Phillip walked into his room and grabbed his jacket and started walking out of the apt. "I'm going out for a bit I'll be back later." Phillip said not even looking at Dontae so that he could keep his tone even not giving any signs that he was upset. Phillip opened the door jogged down the three flights of stairs and when he got outside to where his car was parked he just stopped and leaned against the trunk of his car....he didn't know where to go....He pulled out a ciggarette and lite it now sitting on his trunk feet on the bumper he put his head between his knees and let a few tears escape telling himself that these were the last tears that he was going to shed for the loss of his fantacy love..."no more...no more..." Phillip said quietly to himself over and over letting it all out so that he could rebuild all the careful walls that he had put in place in the first place. As soon as his tears dried up and he'd been through 3 or 4 smokes he aways smoked when he was upset it helped calm him down, He began to carefully place his walls again, this took a while but after he was done he was able to give a little smile in triopmh (sp?) and he sat up made sure his cheeks were dry and walked slowly back up to his apt.

(Poor Phillip he's the emotional one ya know lol :P)

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Dontae wasn't sure what to think when Phillip left. Wondering if maybe his room mate just hated the thought of something like that ever happening between them. He also thought that maybe Phillip was hurt by what he said, not that Dontae usually considered how other people felt. It seemed so unlikely to him, yet if it had happened, they'd both been willing, after all - even if they were drunk. The young man couldn't bring himself to really decide on one of the two, so his mind kept with the answer of assuming Phillip had just needed some time from the tension.

Dontae didn't mind so much that Phillip had gone, anyway, it'd help to have time alone himself. And although he'd originally wanted to spend it sleeping, he couldn't really, now. He pushed himself out from under his blanket to stretch out on the floor, in order to reach the game system that was still connected to their TV. He turned it on and picked up a controller, indulging in the mindless game play as usual. He then ended up hitting the mute button, so he wouldn't have to listen to every little sound effect it offered. Level one... level two... all his ingame accomplishments seemed to pass him by; Dontae didn't really care about the videogame. He needed something to distract his mind. Although playing usually just gave him a sort of calm time to think about things, so he wasn't really all concealed from his thoughts by it. His gaze occasionally separated itself from the screen in order to glance at the door, as if anticipating for when Phillip was going to return.

As Phillip reached his apt door he stopped and shook himself out a bit as if to shake off his last emotional fit and took a couple of deep breaths to steady himself cause he knew he would have to be put back together otherwise Dontae could tell that something was wrong. Phillip put his key in and opened the door seeing that Dontae had taken to his video games, like usual he knew that he had to do something usual too so he headed into the kitchen and got another cup of coffee and was leaning against the counter trying to think up something to do. He saw the day paper and decided that it was a good enough distraction as any and grabbed it taking it and his cup back into the living room and sat in the chair and put it up in front of him and started reading something he really wasn't paying to close of attention to occationaly glancing at the screen watching Dontae's progress in the game and glancing out of the corner his his eye at Dontae subconsiously trying to see if he was as affected as he was about the current situation but frowning that he seemed blissfully in the gaming zone like he knew his would be. So Phillip decided that it was best that he'd never bring it up, cause Dontae was his best friend...even if that was all they were going to be...Phillip sighed subconsiously at this and automaticly kicked himself for doing so.

When Phillip came back, Dontae could smell the smoke, the tobacco on him, as soon as he got in the door. When he sat down nearby it was stronger. Dontae knew his room mate smoked, it'd never really bothered him; yet, he felt a bit concerned - considering Phillip did not smoke all that often. He continued to play his game, though, and disregarded it.

"Where'd you go?" He asked, even though the question was kind of delayed. He usually wouldn't, he'd wait to see if Phillip would tell him or not - and then he'd listen. Dontae wasn't the kind of person to really pry, yet he felt like he was doing it today. It was because he cared that he was asking, although Dontae didn't really even realize it himself.

Even though Phillip was paying more attention Dontae than his paper Dontae's voice mad him jump a little maybe to the quietness at the current moment. "Umm, I just went out for a walk...needed some fresh air...cause of the hangover...yea...fresh airs good for that ya know..." Phillip stammered out kicking himself again for sounding like an idiot, He would have to pull himself together better than this if things were ever going to go back to normal...But what if he didn't want things to go back to normal...Doesn't matter what he wants anyhow cause Dontae would never want him like that...and that was that...so just snap out of it! Phillip argued with himself in his head trying to tame his thoughts so they came out more normal sounding.

"I wouldn't know," Dontae joked, as if he never left the apartment. He ended up getting up from the couch, leaving his game still on but dropping the controller. "Well, I'm gunna nap," He mentioned. On the way to his room Dontae stopped, leaned over Phillip and sniffed his collar; as if he needed to second check that his room mate smelt like cigarettes. Dontae knew he really just wanted to remember how nice Phillip usually smelt, and it wasn't completely covered by the smell of smoke.

"You should ease up on the cancer sticks," the young man commented, referring to the cigarettes. He took a step back from his room mate, followed it by walking off towards his room. Before Dontae was even really able to make it down the short length to the bedrooms, though, the phone began to ring. He made a short grunting noise as if the sound it produced had caused him pain, then took a few steps backwards to where it was.

Dontae would have either allowed Phillip to take the call or let whoever it was get their answering machine, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't stand that ringing. The young man picked it up, sloppily hitting 'TALK' and holding it to his ear. "Hello.." He said, groggily.

"Hey! Is this Dontae? I can't believe it! It's been so long---"

Click.

As soon as Dontae had recognized the voice on the other end of the receiver, he hung up. It was their notoriously pushy friend Jane, once again. Dontae couldn't bring himself to even have a phone conversation with her, and he'd have further felt it silly that she'd acted like they hadn't just seen her yesterday. He swore she had the memory of a goldfish; although whether such a thing was a blessing or a curse was up to debate. The phone started to ring again, undoubtedly Jane calling back. This time Dontae let it ring and just continued to go over to his room, although he was tempted to unplug the phone all together.

Dontae fell down onto his mattress and almost instantly managed to fall into a light sleep, even with the background noise, and how long he'd been putting it off. "Night Phillip," He said, first, his words inbetween a mumble and a shout. Even if it wasn't night time, he always felt like it was the appropriate thing to say when going to sleep.

As Dontae got up dropping his controller and went to walk past Phillip but stopped and smelled his collar making Phillips heart want to explode with longing...would he ever be able to act normal again...? Dontae told him to go easier on the 'cancer sticks' as Dontae called them. DOntae never liked it when Phillip smoked Phillip always made it a point never to smoke around Dontae for this reason. "Yea, I'll stop smoking when I stop getting so stressed out." Phillip simply replied. the shrill ring of the phone pierced his head making it feel even worse, if that was possiable. He heard Dontae say hello and barely heard Jane's shrill voice saying something on the other side of it this made Phillip roll his eyes. But it half surprised him when Dontae just hung up on her. Dontae ignored the next set of rings and called goodnight to Phillip cause he was going to take a nap. "Night Dontae." Phillip called back over the sound of the shriking rings. Phillip had decided that he would let the machine get the calls, and if she dare call back again Phillip would simply unplug the phone entirely there were no calls expected or even wanted so it wouldn't make a differnce anyways. After a brief message from Jane on the machine complaning about how rude Dontae was, the phone and the apt. went sighlent so Phillip now being to awake to nap and wanting to ecape but having nowhere to go decided to go grab that book that he had been reading here and there. Phillip got up and quietly walked into his room and grabbed the book and his big fluffy blanket and went back out to the living area and put his blanket around him and decided that it was a nice enough day to sit with his blanket on there tiny deck. Phillip quietly opened the door and shut it sitting down with his book and his cup of coffee, still hot, and began to read to take his mind to far away places and to deal with someone elses problem that were alot less complecated then his own.

Dontae's nap hadn't been the longest of ones, but when he woke up he certainly felt better than he had before. He still felt groggy and dehydrated, but the headache he'd earlier been experiencing had improved significantly. He'd dreampt of Phillip, and the kind of overtone the dream had, had given him a nicer feel of their situation than just wanting to forget about his feelings. It was starting to get a bit dark out, the most of the apartment seeming a bit dim. The young man stumbled over to the living room; the only part of their apartment that had the lights on.

Dontae had sort of wondered if Phillip hadn't gone to his own room, as he didn't at first notice the door to their deck to be open. Yet, as a draft of fresh air entered the apartment, he took note. Dontae walked over and stood in the sliding door's frame, leaning against it. He saw his room mate there, reading; something the Dontae couldn't find the same pleasure in, so he never understood Phillips enjoyment of it. Although to him, it still seemed like a nice sight to take in.

Dontae slowly sat down beside Phillip on the deck, leaving some space in between them. His friend's coffee cup was between the both of them, and it was as if the dish was the only thing separating them. Dontae took a deep breath of air and then sighed, although it was a refreshing sort of sigh - the kind you let out when you're admiring something.

Not long after he'd sat down, Dontae started to edge his way closer to his comfortable looking friend. He stopped when he nearly hit the coffee cup, moving it out of the way slowly, staying still for a while after - like there was no rush. Eventually they might as well have been shoulder to shoulder. Dontae peered at the pages of the book Phillip had been so preoccupied with, although the words seemed scrambled to him. With how preoccupied Dontae was with Phillip, he couldn't even bring himself to try and read the tiny, print letters in its chapters.

"Phillip, I--.." Dontae began, speaking finally, although not coherently. It sounded like he was trying to say something but his voice fell shy of any actual words. He didn't know how to say what he wanted to say, and he didn't know if he really wanted to say it. No, that was wrong, Dontae knew he wanted to say it, yet there was part of him asking if he should. Instead the young man's arm snuck around Phillip's back, under the blanket, wrapping around him.

Dontae pulled his room mate closer to his side, in the space his arm would have taken were it not around Phillip. It felt strange to be trying to be so close to his friend, yet it was also so nice. Dontae would have sworn he were still asleep if he didn't feel so awake at the moment - his chest tingling with a sort of nervous fear for his actions. Dontae had no real reassurance that anything he tried, however small, with Phillip would have a good outcome. Yet, he'd almost decided that, at this point, it was worth risking rejection. He hadn't slept without thinking of Phillip for the longest time, he couldn't go anywhere that didn't remind him of him in some way. He'd hate to lose their friendship, yet Dontae knew now that if he just dropped everything and went on like life had been, he wouldn't be able to bare it.

Dontae pulled Phillip into a hug, although it was one that seemed more intimate than the usual kind between just friends. He pushed his room mates's novel out of the way as he did, although he was careful not to damage the book in any way. Dontae held his friend to the hug, prolonging it, only able to hope that Phillip wouldn't push him away for seeming so clingy. "I really don't regret anything...from last night.." Dontae breathed in slowly, as if it was taking quite some effort to force his words out. "I just regret denying it"

As Phillip sat on the deck cozy with his book time passed and the sun started to set but he decided that he'd let it get all the way set before going in. He hadn't heard Dontae come onto the porch until he felt him sit on the seat next to him only Phillips not empty coffee cup dividing them. Phillip didn't really know what to say, he felt better being out in the fresh air for so long and forgetting reality for while gave his brain a little time to relax. But Phillips attention left the words on the page the moment that Dontae had sat down, Phillip was just fighting with himself to try not and fantasise about things that would never happen. Phillip just wanted to throw his blanket off and hug his friend but he knew that it wasn't a good thing to do at the moment so he just sat there pretending to read. He noticed that Dontae was scooting closer and try to see what Phillip was reading and this made Phillip hyper aware of Dontaes position. He heard Dontae try to say something to him but then stop, Phillip looked at him slightly turning his head towards him, Then suddenly Phillip felt Dontae's warm arm snake around his back and it made his whole back tingle and his heart flutter and drop at the same time. He felt Dontae pull him closer and his heart began to ache not wanting to get hurt again...Phillip wasn't sure if he could take the rejection again, so he couldn't bring himself to look at Dontae for fear that he would see both the utter fear and the forever longing in his eyes. Then Dontae had taken his book and grasped him in a intimate hug just holding him there for a minuet. Phillip made a sighlent prayer that he hadn't just fallen asleep and that this was just a great dream he was having. Phillip slowly put his arms around Dontae being afraid that if he moved to fast that he would ruin it or that he would wake up from this great dream he feared he might be having. When Dontae said that he really didn't regret anything from last night and then took a difficult breath having it seem hard for him to say whatever he was about to say last night, even though him saying that he didn't regret it made the walls he made around his heart start to crack apart. Then as soon as Phillip heard Dontae say that he only regreted that he denying it, the walls around Phillips well garded heart crashed down and tears started to slowly come out from his eyes, he hugged Dontae tighter for a moment not wanting to let him go now that he had heard that. Phillip pulled away from Dontae only far enough to see his eyes. "I don't regret it either...I...never will." Phillip said in a whisper unsure of his own voice tears still slighlently rolling down his now wet cheeks.

Dontae was, to an extent, surprised at Phillip's response to the hug; to his words. He was more over amazed at his friend's tears. The young man always pictured Phillip to be independent, strong, and he forgot sometimes that he could be sensitive - although he didn't mean to have such a skewed view. Dontae sat with him for a while, them both holding each other there, so overwhelmed with emotion that he really couldn't respond. The feeling was intense, but cloudy, and in some sense, he enjoyed every second of it.

Dontae let Phillip's tears fall for a while, before wiping them away with his thumb, and the sleeve of his shirt. He really didn't know what to say, not thinking this would ever happen, feeling every worry that built up in waiting for this slowly dissolve. The young man's relief and joy was so immense, and it gave him a light, airy feeling. He stood up slowly, holding onto Phillip's arms lightly, so he might stand up with him. "Lets go in," He suggested. It was getting darker outside, and the night air was becoming too cool for Dontae's taste.

Dontae picked up Phillip's book for him, bringing it in. When they got inside, he set it down, and turned to look at his room mate. He wanted to make it up to himself for all the times he didn't act on his feelings before, and he even moreso wanted to make up having that first kiss be when they were drunk, and for walking away from it after. He sat down on the couch and pulled Phillip with him, wrapped his arms around his room mate once again. It was different than being with a girl, and he enjoyed being around Phillip in a different way - one that he wouldn't trade for the world. Dontae kissed his friend lightly, then put his hand behind Phillip's head, pulling him into a deeper one.

((whoo hoo! this is getting good!!! lol))

As they sat there absorbing there feelings and processing the situation Dontae wiping away Phillips tears with his thumb and sleave of his shirt. Then lightly grabbing Phillips arm and suggesting that they go inside Phillip just shook his head and followed bringing his blanket inside with him and letting Dontae grab his book for him. As they got back into the apt. and Dontae set Phillips book down and Phillip set his blanket on a near by chair then Dontae pulled him lightly to the couch and they sat down Dontae pulling him close, Phillip had been with a good number of girls in his time but he wouldn't trade this feeling...the feeling he got when he was this close to DOntae....for anything. Dontae then turned to look at him then kissed him lightly on the Phillips trembling lips then pulling back to look him in the eye again as if to conferm with Phillip that it was really real this time, no holding back. Dontae took a hold of the back of Phillips head and deepended their previous kiss. Phillip kissed Dontae back with a sensation that made his lips feel like there were on fire, he clutched to Dontae like if he let go he'd cease to exsist. Phillip surpised himself when he was the first one to snake his hand up Dontaes shirt and felt his soft skin overlaying his hard fit abs and chest, Phillip just grased his finger tips over it all just to feel his soft skin under his finger tips. he used his other hand to lightly stroke Dontae's cheek with his fingers wanting to take all of him in at once fearing that in the next second he would lose him again.

((sorry so short but I couldn't think of what else to write.)

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Dontae's gaze moved down to his own shirt, as Phillip moved his hand up it. The light touch was an intriguing sensation, one the young man couldn't help but pay attention to. He flicked his tongue playfully in his friend's mouth, as they continued to kiss, stopping only to pull his own shirt up and off, then proceeding. He placed Phillip's hand back on his chest, if he wanted to explore Dontae would let him.

His own hands ended up on his friend's back, lifting Phillip's shirt up slightly. His lips ventured down to Phillip's neck, seeing the hickie which he'd now claim as his - not doubt it for some girl's - and kissed it. He moved back to his room mate's lips but removed his hands, slowing things down. Dontae wanted nothing more than to just keep going with Phillip, and he didn't mean to tease, but eventually things came to an almost premature end.

The young man laid down on the couch, having Phillip lay ontop of him. He brushed his hand through his room mate's hair and down his back, closing his eyes to appreciate everything. Although he'd previously napped, Dontae was tired, even though he could stay awake just being with Phillip for days on end. He remembered what day it was, and realized, although it wasn't all that late yet, his friend would have to work tomorrow morning.

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Phillip's hand continued on there path around Dontae's abs and chest only to be lifted by Dontae taking his shirt off and revealing his tanned toned chest and abs, Phillip could stare all day at them but Dontae placed his hand back on his chest so Phillip just relatched his lips to Dontae's and playfully played back with his roommates tougue while feeling around on Dontae's chest. He felt Dontae put his hands under the back of Phillips shirt it left little trails of fire that he enjoyed. As Dontae moved to Phillips neck and began to kiss where his hickey was Phillip gasped lightly in pleasure. Dontae had moved his lips back to Phillips but removed them slowing things down a bit and Phillip desperatly did not want things to end, not now, now that the walls were down Phillip was on cloud nine and didn't want to leave, He knew what day it was tommorow and he didn't care he knew that since he never missed a day in years that he had a ton of sick days and vaction time coming to him that if he wanted to he could just take the next day off and there would be questions of why he missed a day off, but he would deal with that later. Dontae layed on the couch Phillip following him down and ending on top of him feeling Dontae run his hand through Phillip hair and down his back. Phillip took of his shirt so that Dontae could better feel him and he desperately wanted to come chest to chest with his beloved roommate. Phillip layed his ches and abs on top of Dontaes and brought his mouth up to Dontae's ear. "I don't ever want this to end.....stay here with me....please." Phillip whispered gently into Dontae's ear bring himself back to look into his roommates eyes at the last word he said. Phillips eyes were filled with pleading and pleasure all at the same time. Phillip felt that if he physicaly let go of Dontae that he would lose this, and never be this close again, this thought made Phillips heart ache and you could see the pain seeping into Phillips eyes waiting for Dontae to respond to him.

Dontae felt a tinge of surprise at Phillip's whispered words, although it was a happy one. He could feel Phillip's skin against his and he loved every second of it, being so wrapped up and lost in the ecstasy it took a few moments before his friend's words really set in; a few seconds before he could answer. He would have never imagined his room mate to have such feelings for him, never so strongly, and the feelings Dontae returned to that, made things feel like they were in a permanent state of bliss.

"Phillip.." He said, softly. Dontae paused but the pause was not hesitation. He saw the uncertainty in his friend's eyes, although Dontae would do anything to reassure him he'd keep true to his feelings - that he'd stay with him. "Don't worry..."

The young man rest his hand Phillip's cheek, leaning up slightly to kiss him. He wrapped his arms around his room mate's back, keeping him against him, using the gesture to assist in promising he had no intentions of leaving or taking things back. He kissed him again, sure each time their lips even brushed against each others' it felt all the more blissful. "It won't end."

As Phillip waited for Dontaes answer he got more nervious with each passing second his heart beat starting to increase in pace slowly and when Dontae finally whispered his name then paused Phillip thought the worst but then he had heard what he was long to hear, not to worrie. Phillip leaned into Dontaes hand nuzzling it treasuring the warmth that there contact brought them when Dontae pulled Phillip tight Dontaes kisses tingling every time they touched lips. Dontaes lips tasted so sweet and silky just like heaven. then he heard Dontae say that it would never end and not to worrie him hugging him tighter to show that he wasn't going anywhere, this made Phillip smile hugely making his eyes start to water. He seemed to get really emotional when ever it came to Dontae but he didn't care he knew Dontae wouldn't think less of him for it. Phillip brought his lips slowly back to Dontaes weaving his hands into his hair slowly bring them caressing though them moving to Dontaes neck and kissing from the back of his ear down to his colarbone and back again leaving a dark hickey behind Dontaes left ear marking his territory. Phillip made his way down to Dontaes nipples and began to suck and nibble on one of them pinching the other one between his finger tips. Looking up to Dontaes sweet face to see his reaction.

Dontae was so enticed by Phillip's actions he almost forgot to return the favor, laying back as he felt his room mate's lips leave kisses up and down his neck, relaxing into the moment. He smirked slightly as Phillip left the hickie on him, as if such an exchange was mark of this feeling they had for each other.

The young man gasped in delight at what Phillip was doing, but also jumped slightly, having not expected it. "Daring," Dontae commented, pushing his friend away from his chest, up untill they were sitting again. He kissed him, gently moving Phillip's shoulders back, so he was up against the couch completely. Dontae leaned over him and kissed his jaw, lifting his chin to kiss under it - nibbling at the skin of his neck lightly. He held his friend's hands, as if restraining them; perhaps from stopping him.

Dontae licked at Phillip's shoulder, sucking on it. He gave Phillip another purple mark, like it was some sort of competition now, as if he needed to be a head of his friend by one. He loved the feeling, and the taste of his room mate. The young man refrained from giving Phillip anymore hickies on his neck, as he knew they wouldn't be appropriate for his work to see, so he planned to keep them places that were just slightly out of sight. Dontae smiled at Phillip suggestively as he kissed just below his belly button, venturing down, to his waist, slipping to an almost dangerous low. He moved back up and licked Phillip's lips, letting go of his hands now, staring into his eyes.

It seemed to surprise Dontae when Phillip was sucking his nipples. Phillip just smirked when Dontae told him it was daring of him to do so. It was Phillips turn to be surprised as Dontae pused him up on off of him Phillip ended with his back against the couch and his roommate almost on top of him. Phillip felt DOntae grab his hands and restrain t hem at his sides as Dontae had started sucking Phillips neck and licked Phillips shoulder leaving a nice size purple hickey. So it was a compettion eh? Well Phillip got a pretty good sized one on Dontae's neck as well. Phillip looked into Dontaes eyes as they looked suggestivly back at him coming back to lick Phillips lips and release his hands. Phillip grabbed Dontaes hips and brought them so that Dontae was stattleing him and put his hands around Dontaes neck and brought him into a deep kiss.

((Sorry so short darn writters block))

Dontae smirked slightly at their position as he drew away from the kiss, the smirk barely fading from his lips as he kissed Phillip again. His hands rested on either side of his friend, against the couch - to support himself. Dontae murmured something unintelligible under his breath when they kissed again, reaching his hands back to hold onto Phillip's and remove them from around his neck. He placed Phillip's hands on his chest and guided them down, leaving them on his hips. The young man brushed up against his room mate, rocking against him lightly, a muffled moan almost escaping his mouth as he did. He hadn't expected this kind of intimacy with Phillip, although with how long it'd been pent up, it was like making up for it.

Dontae wanted to move on, go further, and venture into that unknown. Yet, at the same time he wasn't ready for it. "Sleep with me," He requested - although not in a sexual way; despite having considered it. Dontae wrapped his arms around Phillip, planting one last hickey on his collarbone.

Phillip continued to kiss his roommate when he heard him mumble something he couldn't understand and then remove Phillips hands from Dontas neck only to place them on Dontaes hips. Phillip felt Dontae lightly pushing himself against his thigh and he could feel Dontaes pleasure growing and could hear his faint moan and it sent a tingle through him. Phillip didn't know he could reach this level of intenacy with another man let alone his best friend. But the words that had broken him out of his pondering came pouring out of Dontaes mouth so quickly that it took Phillip to respond. Phillip started to turn a shade of red because he wasn't good with intemate things, romantic yes, intemate no. Phillip just smilled at Dontae for a minuet. "I would love nothing more than to sleep with you." Phillip said. Phillip started to lightly kiss Dontae as his hand went from Dontaes hips to the button on Dontaes pants, before he unbuttoned them he looked at Dontae for approvial that this was what he wanted.

(damn writters block lol)