Stewart let out a groan as he felt Dean’s hand and moved his hand so it was on top of Dean’s. Stewart felt the button of his pants and it was almost like this was the thing that pulled him out of what was happening. It was like before again, and this just… couldn’t happen again. He wouldn’t allow it, because no matter how right it felt kissing Dean, if they couldn’t make this work without going this far this fast things just weren’t meant to work out between them.
“W-wait.” Stewart sat up, his stomach falling, as he looked at Dean and moved his hand so it was holding on to Dean’s, which was still on the top of his pants. Stewart took a few deep breaths with his eyes closed, and then nodded before opening them again. “I… really like you, but I just- can’t, right now…” Stewart’s throat grew dry as he felt his heart pound more. Whatever Dean would say would make or break whatever it was that they had, and just the thought that this could be over before it even began hurt.
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