Stewart couldn’t stop grinning like the dork he was as Dean unbuttoned his shirt and removed his tie. It was hard to believe exactly what was happening, and that it was happening with Dean, but he leaned down and continued to kiss Dean for the umpteenth time, because it was just fucking addicting. Dean was really nice to be around and Stewart could honestly say that he was the best kisser he’d ever fooled around with. Stewart opened his eyes and looked at Dean as he took off his beanie, and he was surprised at how soft and brown his hair actually was. Stewart ran his fingers through it, tugging slightly as he leaned back down and started kissing Dean’s jaw, now freely making whatever sounds he damn well felt like making. The time for shame was definitely not now.
Stewart moved his knee between Dean’s legs, and pulled away and gave Dean a small surprised smile before leaning forward and running his fingers through Dean’s hair, deepening the kiss, and rolling his hips down on the other boy. He let another moan hit the air as he felt his pants tightening, and moved so his hardness could be against Dean’s.
“Oh fuck.” Stewart let out, wanting to laugh but not being able to.
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