Chapter 3: Rising Action
"You're beautiful," he whispered, cupping Brahms' face in his hands.
Brahms' eyes widened in surprise, but then he smiled and leaned in to kiss Billy once more. "You too," he breathed as they kissed again.
Billy's hands roamed over Brahms' body, feeling the tight muscles beneath his shirt. Brahms' skin was softer than he would have expected, but it only made Billy want to explore more.
His hands traveled down to Brahms' hips, feeling the contours of his body under his clothes.
Brahms moaned into Billy's mouth as he ran his fingers up and down the hem of Billy's t-shirt, undoing the buttons and pulling it over his head.
Billy leaned back against the armchair, allowing Brahms to take control. He ran his fingers through Brahms' hair, feeling the silky strands slip through his fingers.
Brahms gasped as he pulled away from the kiss, taking in Billy's touch. Billy's thumb traced the outline of Brahms' jaw, feeling the rough stubble beneath his fingertips. He leaned in again, his lips meeting Brahms' in another soft,
passionate kiss.
Brahms' hands moved down to Billy's hips, his fingers digging into the firm muscles beneath his jeans. Billy moaned into the kiss, feeling his desire for Brahms growing stronger with every touch.
He could feel Brahms' hardening cock pushing against him through their clothes, and he knew that Brahms was just as turned on as he was.
He broke the kiss to catch his breath, and Brahms followed his lead, his chest rising and falling rapidly under Billy's gaze.
"You're so beautiful," Billy breathed, his voice thick with desire.