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It had been five nights in a row that Team had come to Wins bed. It was like a habit he couldn’t kick. He couldn’t help it , his insomnia got even worse the more he tried to sleep alone in his dorm room. He should really see a doctor or a therapist about it. Win didn’t get why Team was being so odd about it.  

‘You are being such a baby.’ Win said, getting under the covers on Teams other side ‘You know my door is always open. There is nothing wrong with needing to sleep with someone.’  

Team sighed.  

‘Well, I shouldn’t need it this much, it’s unhealthy.’  

‘Unhealthy?’ Win laughed.  

‘Yes!’ Team said.  

Win doesn’t get it. Of course, Win wouldn’t get it. For Team it wasn’t just because he had to sleep with someone to get sleep. It was also because of Win. His blonde hair loose, his white teeth full on display. The problem was that Win, according to many and now Team, was fucking gorgeous. Especially in the dim light, with his hair loose and his shirt off, tattoos visible.  

It wasn’t like Team had a crush, he didn’t want to be like,  boyfriends  or anything. But there was now a sense of heat inside him when he looked at that gorgeous smile of the blonde bombshell. Sleeping next to him made him feel funny especially when Win put his long arms around Team's middle, his fingers gently rubbing his back.  

‘It's unhealthier  to not get any sleep because of your own stubbornness.’ Win said his tone a little more serious. ‘You have to get proper rest.’ 

Team rolled his eyes at him.  

‘Okay, dad.’ He said, reaching to turn off Win’s bedside lamp so only the fairy lights were on in the room, which made the blonde man in bed with him look soft.  

Ugh , Team thought. Can’t believe he’s calling his dumbass of a friend  soft

‘I prefer daddy, if you don’t mind.’ Win grinned. 

Team punched his arm.  

‘Ouch!’ Win whined.  

‘Now who’s a baby.’ Team said.  

‘Hm, still you.’ Win said.  

The two, after much bickering, went into soft silence, sleepiness taking over. Win closed his eyes and let his arm casually hang around Team’s waist. Both fell  asleep.  

                                                                **** 

Light peeped through Wins curtains.  

Team woke up first, his chocolate brown eyes blinking rapidly so they wouldn’t hurt. Wins arm still wrapped around him, he notes, although the grip a lot looser than it was initially. Team's eyes roamed over the tanned skin laden with deep black tattoos. They were pretty, Team had to admit, they contrasted well with his skin.  I really should ask what they mean , he thought and before he could stop himself, he was letting his fingers touch them, gently following the patterns.  

Win was a deep sleeper (unlike Team who was easily awakened by even the slightest hint of sunlight), so he didn’t wake up. He did make some soft noises though, which went undetected by Team. 

Team looked at Wins face. He really was beautiful, features seemed planned out intricately by his maker. Not that Team was a believer in God, that is. Soft eyelids that closed over dark eyes, soft pink lips which made him look cheeky when he smiled but serious and sexy when he frowned. Team could see the deep regrowth of Win’s dark natural hair in the centre of his head, contrasting with his dyed blonde. 

Team couldn’t stop looking, it was embarrassing really, to find his friend this attractive. His mouth became dry. Team turned himself over, facing away from Win, he was going to go crazy if he kept looking at him like this.  Should try to get some more shut eye,  he thought,  or i'll be too tired after swimming practice . He slowly closed his eyes, almost drifting back to sleep once again, until he was interrupted by a whine, then a moan. He felt the bed dip as the other man turned, his grip now firmer as he tried to pull him closer. But  something hit his leg and h e froze, unable to relax into Win’s hold. He knew what that  ‘something’  was. He was suddenly aware of the man beside him breathing heavily. Team felt something in the bottom of his stomach. It seemed like Win wasn’t the only one with a  ‘something’  too.  

When Win whined again, Team sucked in a breath and pinched the other man's arm.  

Win’s eyes cracked open, and he frowned.  

‘Was that you?’ He asked Team, sleepily.  

‘Yeah, who else would it be, idiot.’ Team said back, still aware of the hard-on against him, a dull heat in the back of his head.  

He knew that it was natural for people with dicks to wake up this way. He had himself many a time, but Win’s had never been on him before, accompanied with Win making noises that were frankly, sinful.    

‘What time is it?’ Win asked yawning, still not moving away.  

‘6.30’  

‘It's too early to wake me up.’ Win whined at the other man. 

 ‘Plus, you interrupted my nice dream’ Win said, in a tone that made it clear he was aware of his condition. Suddenly Win realised that his erection was pushing into Team's leg. Eyes widening, he moved ever so slightly, looking uncharacteristically abashed.  

‘Sorry, I didn’t know it was poking you.’  

Team laughed. Which made Win push his away playfully.  

 ‘Are you fifteen?’ Team joked at Win, who was still a bit pink. ‘Who has a wet dream in their twenties?’  

‘Oh, come on.’ Win said defensively ‘Don’t tell me you don’t have any yourself.’  

Team found himself blushing. He had sometimes, and some of them quite filthy. He'd be taking those dreams to the grave though; couldn’t even tell Pharm about them.  

‘Well...’  

‘Anyway’ Win said still defensive ‘It’s been a long time since I got any action from anyone.’  

‘Really?’ Team questioned, surprised.  

He knew of Win’s enjoyment of causal sex with women and men at his university, he was like a magnet. No surprises there, Win was extremely good-looking and charming to boot so naturally, he had a long line of people who were willing to sleep with him. Team pretended he didn’t feel a little jealous thinking about that.  

Win nodded.  

‘A whole month without anyone.’ He said sadly.   

Team rolled his eyes.  

‘That's not that long.’ Team said.  

‘Maybe not for you, but I have a high libido.’ He paused for a second. ‘How long has it been for you?’  

Team went quiet.  

‘Team?’ He asked again.  

Team swallowed; he didn’t know why he felt embarrassed telling the other man.  

‘Nineteen years.’ He answered faintly.  

There was a pause.  

Team thought Win was going to laugh at him. But he didn’t. Instead, he looked a little confused. 

‘So you’ve never had sex?’ Win asked bluntly.  

‘Yeah, I’m, a-’ Team’s voice got smaller. ‘A virgin.’  

‘Ah.’ Win said  

‘Hey, there’s no shame in it, Team. It’s a dumb concept anyway.’ Win said, noting how the other man was going pink. 

‘Though, I am surprised.’  

Team blushed even more. Why would he be surprised about Team’s lack of sexual experience. Did Win think he was some sort of Casanova? 

‘Why?’ Team asked out loud. 

‘Well, you are really cute.’ Win said, pinching the others cheek ‘I thought they’d be a line of guys that would be interested in you, and you don’t seem that shy about sex.’  

Team was pretty sure the blush was up to his ears now. He felt strange, he knew that Win found him cute, he joked about it all the time much to the other’s chagrin. But hearing that in the context of sex and staring into Win’s soft eyes in the morning was making his heart beat faster.  

‘It's not like I haven't had any offers.’ Pausing, he internally cringed as he remembered some of the guys who approached him in bars and how awkwardly he rejected them. ‘It's just, it can’t be with someone who I just met, it has to be someone I trust, and I haven't met someone like that yet.’  

‘Ah.’ Win says, ‘So you want your future boyfriend to take your virginity?’ Win asks seriously.  

Team thinks for a second.  

‘Not really, could also be just a friend.’  

Team felt Win staring at him intensely. He heard the other man's sharp intake of breath.  

‘I could help you out with that.’ Win said in a low voice.  

Team felt everything around him still as his head was spun, mind racing in the quietness of the room.  

Win is offering himself to me??  

He asked if we could...said he could...  

Team broke the silence by pushing Win, almost shoving him completely out of his double bed.  

‘Stop messing around!’ Team said, his cheeks flushed.  

The blonde boy recovered and turned to Team with a serious face.  

‘I’m not joking, Team, we’re friends.’ 

Team swallowed again.  

So, Win was interested in him?  

At least sexually?   

 

Win, I’m not sure I want to have sex with you.’ Team said, even though in the back of his mind he knew that it was a bit of a white lie.  Win was a good-looking guy, must be even better-looking during sex, with his bronzed skin and his golden hair, his tattoos-  

‘Well suit yourself, if you wanted to do it with someone who could show you the ropes, I'm your guy.’  

‘Show me the ropes?’ Team questioned. 

‘Yep, like how to do sex well with a seasonal professional.’ Win said smiling, his eyes twinkled. ‘Think of it as a bro helping another bro out.’  

Team rolled his eyes. 

‘Well, ‘professional’ or not.’ Team said ‘It’s never going to happen.’  

 ‘Well, if you change your mind.’ Win said, getting out of bed, and walking to his en-suite. ‘You know where to find me.’ Win said, then opened the door to the bathroom and disappeared into it.  

Team sunk into Wins bed, his mind a rush of deep thoughts.  

                                                           

                                                            **** 

It had been a week since Win’s proposal towards Team and Team had felt out of sorts ever since, he couldn’t stop looking at Win in a certain way. He felt shyer when he spoke to the older man at swimming practise all week, especially when they were alone in the locker room with Wins naked chest. Team couldn’t stop thinking about the little droplets from the pool going down his chest, the soft tanned skin which made Win a warm peach colour, his wet hair framing his gorgeous face in a Greek God sort of way.   

He felt his heartbeat faster when he looked at the other man, he felt like he was losing his grip.  

He finally cracked on a Monday when he couldn’t get to sleep, his mind not full of worries but rather full of Win. Team walked upstairs to the older boy's room, his pink cheeks matching his pj bottoms.  

His hand felt like led when he knocked on Wins door. While it only took five seconds for Win to open his bedroom door, for Team it felt like a million years till he saw the blonde-haired tall guy with his cat like smile looking back at him.  

‘Team!’ The other man said his voice sleepy but Joyful.  

Team entered the blonde's room, his feet shuffling along. He watched as Win, went to his bed and made a space for Team to get in.  

Team slowly went towards the other mans bed. He settled himself down, watching Win. He felt his heart speed up but he didn’t really know why.  

‘Win.’ He said, trying to make his voice less shaky.  

‘Team.’ He replied his eyes wide and smiling.  

‘I’ve thought about what you said.’  

Wins eyebrows raised.  

Team sighed. 

‘I’d be okay with having sex with you.’ He said his voice in a rush.  

He heard Win make a strange strangled sound.  

‘You what?’ Win said.  

‘You heard.’  

‘You would be okay with having sex with me?’ Win asked still dumbfounded. 

Team looked at him. What if Win was joking all along and Team had humiliated himself.  

‘Yes, Win.’ Team said in a final sort of way. ‘Don’t make fun of me.’ He added lamely.  

‘I’m not going too.’ Win said, his voice had an air of something Team couldn’t explain but it finally it got it’s usually cheekiness back. Win went towards his bed and laid down next to the brunette.  

‘But you said…’ Win made his voice more high pitched, a crude impression of the younger man. ‘Win I don’t wanna have sex with you?’  

Team shoved him. He hated Wins ‘Team voice.’ 

‘Don’t make me take it back.’ Team said.  

‘What changed your mind?’ Win asked seriously.  

Team thought for a second. He thought about how attractive Win was, and how while annoying and cheeky was kind and easy going. He thought about a future boyfriend and how he might disappoint in bed. His mind focused on something other than how attractive Win, he focused on ‘show you the ropes’. Team realised, he didn’t have to embarrass himself by telling Win he was intruding his night-time thoughts, but he could ask Win to teach him, teach him how to fuck. 

Team smiled, and looked at Win dead in the eyes. ‘I was thinking..’ he began, phrasing himself delicately ‘you’ve had a lot of sex right? So you must be pretty experienced right?’  

Win nodded.  

‘And I’m not. And when I get a boyfriend, I don’t wanna be inexperienced…’ He tailed off. 

‘So you want me to be your sex professor.’ Win said with a grin. 

‘Ewww don’t say it like that.’ Team cringed.  

‘Well it’s a deal!’ Win said his eyes alive.  

He held out his hand for Team to shake it. Team shook it. 

 

                                             **** 

Win and Team acted like normal in public after that, they still teased each other at swim practise. Still ate together, and still did regular tutoring in the library.  

It wasn’t till Tuesday that Team came up to Win in the changing rooms.  

‘You free tonight?’ He asked, trying to sound casual.  

‘Sure, you need extra English tutoring?’ Win asked.  

‘No..no.’ Team made his voice go quieter. 

‘For that thing we promised each other.’  

‘Oooh!’ Win said his eyes going wide.  

‘Oh yeah if you are still interested Team, tonight would be great.’ Win said, a cheeky smile on his face. 

‘I am.’ Team took a moment to study Wins shirtless body. ‘I definitely am.’ 

‘Cool.’ Win said, though it didn’t sound as relaxed as the man usually was. ‘7pm tonight, my dorm?’ He asked. 

‘Cool.’ Team said, like they were planning to study.  

‘Awesome.’ Win said.  

Win made to grab his shirt and put it over his head.   

Team was just about to walk out of the changing room when he suddenly remembered. 

‘Oh Win?’ He asked. 

‘Yeah?’ The older man replied, now flatting out his shirt.  

Team made his voice low again. 

‘When was the last time you were tested?’ He asked. 

Win starched the back of his neck. 

‘Uhhhh like a three months ago. All clear, tested negative for everything.’ He said.  

He put his hand on Teams shoulder. 

‘Don’t worry.’ He said ‘You are in good hands with Professor Win.’ He grinned while Team cringed.  

                                                              **** 

Tuesday came rather quickly, maybe too quickly for Team. He stood in front of Wins doors  waiting for the other man.  

He knocked once, softly. It wasn’t that long till Win opened the door, smiling, his hair’ golden. 

Team noticed that the older man was wearing round lens. 

‘Since when did you wear glasses?’ Team asked while walking inside of Wins dorm. 

‘Oh do you like them?’ Win said smiling. 

He did, it was unfair how a simple wearing of glasses could make a man so hot.  

‘Yeah.’ Team sighed, as he went to sit near Win on his bed. No real point in lying if he was about to sleep with the man. 

Win smiled. The two stayed on the bed, laying looking at each other. It was like a movie in a sense, a haze of something was around the pair, if it had a colour, it would be pink. A peachy pink. It felt longer than a minute when Team spoke up again.  

‘Shall we kiss or something?’ He asked lamely, trying not to look at the blondes' soft peachy lips.  

Win laughed, his voice a little horse.  

‘Not yet, first I need to ask you some things.’ Win said.  

Team nodded.  

Win propped himself on his elbow, looking intensely at Team.  

‘So.’ He started.  

‘So.’ Team repeated.  

‘How much have you done?’ Win asked, his voice still a little horse.  

‘How do you mean?’ Team asked softly.  

‘Well, have you ever kissed anyone?’ Win asked, there was a slight childish giggle in his mouth, like the pair were sharing juicy details at a sleep over.  

‘Of course, I have!’ Team replied. ‘Just because I haven’t had sex, doesn’t mean I’m completely clueless!’  

Win just laughed.  

‘Okay, okay, you don’t need to get so defensive, I’m just asking.’ Win paused for a second. ‘Were they good kisses?’ 

Team thought for a second. If he was being honest. No, they weren't amazing. He had a couple of kisses from a girl he knew in high school before he realised, he was gay, a make out with a guy at a party in his final high school year, where his breath tasted like cheap wine.  

‘They...were...’ Team started when he noticed that Wins thumb was on his bottom lip, softly touching.  

‘Well, no one's done that before.’ Team said, his face pink. A peachy pink.  

Win hmmed for a second, a nice noise.  

He then moved his face forward so that there was only a few cm between the two men, they both felt their heart beats sped up as there was just a whisper. 

‘Can I kiss you?’ Win asked softly. Team nodded.  

Win slotted his lips against the young man, Team first felt softness on his lips, Wins lips where like soft creamy butter, smooth and rich.  

Their kiss started as chaste, a simple a peak. It slowly got heated like a cake in the oven, slowly rising.  

It took a moment for Win to be the more dominant in the kiss, letting his lips and tongue melt into the others mouth. Team let his hands on to the other man's neck, deepening the kiss softly. Team swore he felt a little hot gasp from the other man. He kissed him more. Win pushed him over, so the other man was under him. Team felt an odd tingle when Win push him down. He felt a hint of hardness in his pants. He then felt Wins hands, Wins lovely, lovely hands take his wrists while still kissing him. Win pushed Teams wrists over his hand and pinned them down above. The pair up of Wins soft lips and his own wrists pinned down made Team accidentally bite the other man's lip, hard.  

The pair split apart, with Win making a slightly painful whine. Win took his hands off Teams wrists. He was still above him, looking down at the brown-haired boy.  

‘I’m sorry!’ Team said, looking at Wins lip which seemed a little bruised. ‘For biting you.’ His face glowed red. Of course, his first kiss with someone as hot at Win would go wrong. Win was likely to push him out of his room.  

Instead Win grinned as he was still above the other.  

‘No need to be sorry.’ Win said grinning. ‘You just took me by surprised.’ Win leant down so that he was close to Teams lips again. ‘I’ve guessing you’ve never been kissed like that before.’ Win whispered.  

Team nearly felt his brain collapse, he always knew that Win was a master at flirting and, he cringed internally at the word, seduction but experiencing these things under Win was something else.  

‘No...I..no.’ Team stammered his voice laced with shyness.  

Win grinned wicked and gave the other man a kiss on the cheek.  

‘So, you’ve been kissed..’ Win says slowly once his lips where off Teams cheek, and now on laying to the side of him, instead of on top. (Team pretended that he didn’t want him back on top of him.) ‘You’re not had sex, have you done anything else?’  

Team cleared his throat. ‘How do you mean?’  

‘Well like, hand jobs, blow jobs that sort of stuff.’  

Team thought for a second.  

‘One hand job in my last year of high school at a leaving party.’  

‘Ah.’ Win shifted closer to the other man. 

‘How was it?’  

‘Oh it was okay, I came so…’ He trailed off looking at the blonde boy in his deep brown eyes. He swallowed again.  

‘Look, Hia, I’ve never given anyone any thing like a hand job or anything, so I think…’

He swallowed for the third time.  

‘I think I want to give you one.’ He felt himself turn bright red. Lack of experience wasn’t the only reason he wanted to touch the other. He wanted to know what Win looked and sounded like in moments of intense pleasure, he badly wanted to know these things.

‘I want to jerk you off.’ He ended softly. 

Win smiled softly next to him, and turned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.  

‘You are so cute.’ He sighed out.  

‘Before you touch me though.’ He said while he straddled Team (who didn’t even bother to hid his delight). 

‘I want to touch you first.’ Win said, his voice so deep and serious. Team felt his mouth go very dry.  

‘Is that what you would like, Team?’  

Team nodded furiously.  

Win kissed him again, his lips even softer this time. The kiss was a little less passionate then early likely due to Wins hands, which were wondering down Teams shirt, making its journey to the hem. Team felt himself breath heavy and he even gasped when he felt Wins hand grab the hem. Win let his lips leave Team’s.  

‘May I?’ Win asked in a way that made Team shiver.
Team nodded and he felt his shirt come off and thrown to the side. It was strange, Team had been shirtless in front of Win more times that he could remember but here in there was a sense of slightly shame in Team. It wasn’t because he felt like his body was bad looking or something but because he realised how virginal he was compared to the man who was on top of him. These thoughts and everything else in his brain disappeared once Win took off his own shirt and began touching Teams bare chest.  

His fingers felt soft and gentle on Teams skin, it created goose bumps on Teams chest. He didn’t know how to explain the feeling he felt when Wins fingers were just above his shorts. He could only feel the heat of his body. Win looked up at him, his eyes were so serious.  

‘May I?’ Win asked again, but his voice was so much more deep, more serious and even a little bit more lustful. Once again Team nodded.  

He felt his shorts come off, and he was completely bare. He felt himself shiver again.  

Win slowly let his hands drift on Teams thighs, moving his hands up and down the tanned skin. Team sighed softly, he didn’t realise how sensitive his legs where. Win kept teasing Teams legs getting as close as possible to the place Team wanted most. It didn’t help that Team was now hard as a rock. 

‘Hia…please.’ Team whined, his voice was high and needy.  

Win complied and finally, finally started to touch him fully. He first touched the tip with light delicate, it made Team make a loud high-pitched noise. It was such a small touch, but it felt so intense. Team closed his eyes tightly, as he then felt more gentle touches, Wins thumb circling the tip, his other hand resting on his thigh. Teams' toes curled, as Win slowly moved his hand to palm Teams whole cock, his hand move up and down slowly, creating an intoxicating sense of friction. Team moaned hotly, it felt different from the way that he touched himself, slower and more considered. Team felt himself sweat, wetness going down his neck.  

‘You look hot like this.’ Win said and at the same time, sped up his hand.  

Team moaned again this time much louder than before, his eyes were still tightly shut, he couldn’t open them at the time, because if he saw Win, he’d go crazy. Team bit his lip; his body was getting hotter and hotter, Wins hand kept going. He was taking Team right to the edge.  

‘I’m close.’ Teams moaned out, and even though his eyes were closed he could tell that Win was smiling. Team thought it couldn’t get anymore hot until Win traced the back of his hand on Team balls.  

‘Ah!’ Team cried out loud as his orgasm hit him softly. He felt heat slowly leave his body, his chest rising and falling.  

He opened his eyes as his breath became slowly. He saw Win smiling down at him, his pupils blown.  

‘Was that just okay?’ Win asked smiling. 

Team didn’t respond instead overcome with lust he lunged forward and attempted to kiss the other man hard on the mouth.  

‘Wait, Team.’ Win said. ‘I need to clean you up.’  

‘Oh.’ Team said. 

He looked down at his chest and saw his own cum dripping down him. He had been so taken by his orgasm he hadn’t noticed. 

It took only a few seconds for Win to clean him. Once Team was clean, he went to kiss the other, he kissed Win hard, his hands racking in Wins hair. He felt Win shift him, so that the pair swapped over, so now that Team was hovering over the blonde hair man. Sitting on Wins legs, Team felt Wins hardness. He couldn’t distract himself on how much he wanted to touch it.  

‘Win.’ Team asked once the two broke apart, 

‘What is it, babe?’  

Team swallowed.  

‘I’m going to touch you now, is that cool?’  

Win giggled slightly.  

‘Of course, it's cool.’ Win said ‘I’m all yours Team.’ He said in a lower voice.  

Team nodded and swallowed. He stared at Wins muscles on his chest. His mouth watered slightly. He lent down, placing his mouth on it and slowly kissed downwards. He didn’t expect Win to moan ever so slightly when he let his lips taste his chest or that Win would taste so good under his mouth.  

His lips stopped around Wins belly button, he realised how close he was to Wins hard cock. He go up slightly and went towards Wins pants. His mouth went dry as he put his shaking thumbs under the waist band.  

‘M-may I?’ He asked with a shaky voice.  

Win groaned a yes and Team felt himself get slightly hard again.  

Slowly Team pulled down the mans pants and threw them to the side. His eyes widened. 

Shit. Win was fully naked and god he was so gorgeous. A small tattoo was on Wins pelvis. Without thinking Team traced it with his fingers, nearly brushing against Wins dick. Wins dick that like the rest of him was gorgeous. It was pretty big, of course it would be but it was also pretty.  Team didn’t know a cock could be pretty till he saw Wins.   

‘D-do do, do you want m-me to touch you?’ Team asked his mouth very, very dry 

‘Yes.’ Win said his voice breathily.  

Team swallowed again and slowly put his hand on Wins hard cock, god touching it felt like heaven. 

 He circled it with his fist and moved it up and down.  

‘Is this good?’ Team asked after a couple of strokes.  

‘Hmmm, tighten your hand.’ Win said softly. 

Team did so. 

‘Ah no! Team that’s too tight, loosen it a little, yeah that’s it, fuck that’s it.’  

Once Team got the grip right and he started to jerk off Win again. 

‘Team, slow down a little.’ Win said in a hot voice. 

‘Ah sorry.’ Team said and slowed his hand down.  

‘That’s okay, oh. Oh!’ Wins voice turned in a soft string of moans that made Teams tummy flip over. He couldn’t he was really doing this. Wins perfect cock in his hand, Win moaning and sweating under his touch. He didn’t know what to look at, Wins blissed out gorgeous face or his cock currently in his hands. He decided on his cock, now jerking it with more confidence then he had earlier.  

‘Mmmmmh go faster.’ Win moaned again. His moans were much louder then Teams and Team was so thankful. 

Team let his hand go faster, wanting to finish the other man off.  

‘Are you close?’ Team asked  

‘Hhhhmmm.’ Was the only response. 

‘Are you?’ Team asked again, but instead of answering Win let his own hand come down to his cock and started to move it on his tip while Team jerked him off. It took longer for Win to come then it took Team but once he did, gosh, Team felt like he could replay that sound of Wins high pitched soft whine forever as soft white liquid came out hitting the young man's stomach.  

Team watched as Win blinked rapidly a few times. 

‘For a beginner you are pretty good.’ He said smiling.  

Team smiled back. 

He gets a tissue to wipe Win as he breaths heavily. After he’s done, he lays beside Win. His thoughts are pretty muddled not sure what he should say.He did know one thing though, as he stares at the golden haired man. 

He really wanted Win to fuck him. And maybe, even kiss him on the forehead.