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Over the next several months, their relationship became significantly more physical, typically initiated by Patton. Roman loved it, but was still careful to move at Patton’s pace and not make him feel in any way pressured. And no one would hear him complain when Patton would straddle him and start kissing him.
Patton’s return to therapy helped him significantly, especially once he started talking about what his parents had said to him. He encouraged Roman to attend a few therapy sessions as well; he didn’t miss how Roman didn’t quite believe some of the compliments paid to him, and a few of Patton’s infamous puppy-dog eyes later Roman was calling the campus counseling center.
Patton was feeling much more secure in himself and in his relationship with Roman. He greatly enjoyed making out with Roman, and they’d had to stop more than once when one or both of them got too aroused for comfort.
With all this in mind, Patton knew he was ready to have sex with Roman.
Thomas was gone for an out-of-state swim meet for the weekend, and teased Patton by giving him a card with a condom in it. Patton shocked Thomas by blushing but accepting the condom. Once he got over his shock, he just clapped Patton on the shoulder and went to his shower.
Patton had stocked up on a dozen condoms, different sizes, with half flavored and half not. He hugged himself out of nerves, a bit of embarrassment, and excitement. They would be watching a movie, which for them meant they’d watch about 10 minutes of the movie before usually Patton would start distracting Roman.
Roman brought over Transformers 3, which Patton raised an eyebrow at.
“If you wanna make out we can just do that.”
Roman choked and squawked. Patton watched him steadily.
Roman relented. “Was it the third sequel that did it?”
“It was Transformers at all that did it.”
Roman looked sheepish as he set the DVD down on the small television, and was quickly pulled into a kiss. Roman smiled and sighed, happy and relieved to be in his lover’s arms once more.
Patton started pulling Roman to the bed and playfully pushed him on it, sitting next to him and kissing him deeply with a hand massaging Roman’s thigh. He’d lowered his bed to the ground level and packed up his futon specifically for this night.
Roman looked around, surprised, only just now noticing the bed. “Did you redecorate?”
Patton bit his lip, nerves spiking, wanting to kiss Roman more before he propositioned him. “A little. Can we keep making out please?”
Roman chuckled. “Well since you used the magic word.”
They met for another kiss, both men smiling. Roman was running his hand up and down Patton’s back, waiting for permission to go lower. Patton arched his back and raised himself up a little, so Roman grabbed onto a soft glute, causing both men to groan. Roman ran his hand down the back of a luxurious thigh, and back up. Patton was soaking in Roman’s shoulders, arms, chest, and abdomen; he was certain he’d never be able to get enough.
Patton straddled him, pulling away and having his hands rest on Roman’s shoulders. “I have an idea for tonight,” he admitted. His heart was pounding from a hundred different warring emotions.
Roman could feel the anxiety coming off of Patton. He suspected what Patton had in mind, but also knew an organ besides his brain might be influencing him. “I’m all ears.”
Patton giggled, then closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. Roman rubbed his arm, trying to help soothe whatever fears might be going through his love’s mind.
God I want to. He made eye contact with Roman. “Do you want to have sex?”
Roman’s eyebrows shot up and he rested a hand against the side of Patton’s face. “Sweet love, are you certain?”
Patton smiled, still nervous but eager and aroused. “I am. I, um, got some condoms?”
Roman smiled and kissed Patton. “If you’re certain, I would be honored to make love to you. Is there anything you had in mind?”
Patton laughed nervously. “I’m not sure, I’ve never done this before. I was wondering what you’d... y’know, recommend?”
Roman lifted Patton and laid him down gently onto the bed, Patton groaning at the display of strength. “We’ll start out easy, nice and slow, okay?”
Arousal was making it difficult for Patton to think, blood boiling hot. He arched and whined. “Please!”
Roman gently kissed a few spots on Patton’s face before connecting their lips in a deeper, filthier kiss. “Absolutely. You said you had condoms?”
“Bowl on the desk,” Patton said quickly.
Roman huffed at his impatience and grabbed the bowl. His eyebrows raised at the number of condoms that were there.
Patton shifted. “I figured we could always get more tomorrow if we run out tonight?”
Roman chuckled. “I am incredibly flattered you think so highly of my abilities. I think this will be more than enough for tonight, my sweet. I’m only a man.” He brushed a hand through Patton’s hair, knowing this was an entirely new experience for his lover.
Patton grinned mischievously and pulled Roman towards him. “Then show me.”
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Patton, Roman, Logan, and Virgil were sitting on folding chairs, listening to yet another speaker drone on about how amazing the alumni group was and why everyone should give them money. Patton had brought a flask for this exact reason, and all four of them were immensely grateful. Roman and Patton had moved into a small apartment for their last year of college, and Patton was willing to bet his bottom dollar that the past 3 years were the best 3 years of his life.
Patton was pacing himself, having planned something in conjunction with the announcer and dean. He and Roman were going to be called one after the other, and they’d hold Roman on stage for a moment after he’d gotten his degree.
Patton smiled, heart soaring and happy stimming. He rubbed his thigh, checking for what he figured was the thousandth time that speech.
The small, velvet box was secure and ready in his pocket.