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All Sand could think about was how crowded the bar was as he tuned his guitar and watched the people around him dance and have fun, but he knew it was going to be a long night, he was anxious. He looked around the crowd expecting to see someone familiar, today was not the case, it never is.
Throughout the night Sand knew what he really wanted, a night of fun without the clandestine romance, it was clear, how could you fall in love in a bar? He simply turned his head and the music started. The noise and music attracted more people to the bar being almost indisputable how famous the bar was becoming.
The boy takes the initiative. Sand knew what the young man wanted; this was something young Sand had been dealing with for a long time. Guys flirting with him hoping to have just one night of passion with the young musician.
"You should try the new cocktail, it's a homemade delight" the stranger mentions smiling kindly, the confidence in Sand seems placid he smiles kindly giving him to understand he will.
"Boy, can you bring us the new cocktail? The musician is eager to try something delicious" mentioned the stranger addressing the bartender, who nodded with pleasure and joy.
The boy wore a nice smile, his glasses covered his eyes. Sand didn't mind this, he nodded at the stranger's sudden flirtation.
"I'm sure your tastes will be perfect for me" Sand says, looking in the direction of the bathroom, another young man approaches a little smaller and wearing rather loose fitting clothing.
"My brother is very insistent. He's a nuisance, will you take me home?" said the boy who had just arrived, looking at the stranger who had just paid me for a delicious cocktail. Then, Sand looked up to meet that kid, that little boy who had just rushed out of the bathroom. small but with such fine clothes that you could see his transparent body through that delicate shirt, a beautiful body full of lust and desire, the looks were mutual. The little boy was running over Sand's body wishing it was a rich delicacy.
"It's okay, Ray, I'll take you" says the stranger addressing the new guy who had just joined our conversation, the boy apologized courtesies and paid for Sand's drinks.
The gaze of the young and attractive Ray took on a presence as he looked back at Sand, smiling looking for a way to meet those eyes.
But one thing was for sure. Sand did not remember this beautiful face, the drinks were too strong for that boy, and without remembering the appearance of this young angel he decided to leave the place.
๑˚ the next day🐹⁀ ℴ
Sand finished collecting his notes and decided to leave as quickly as possible. It was expected that the university was still full of people at 12:00 pm, hopefully the young man decided to leave the place.
The sound of the motorcycles starting up, the singing of birds and the nectar of a cold and warm air runs through the boy's body, giving the impression that he had arrived at the parking lot. He start his motorcycle, placing his notebooks and several pencils in his backpack.
Sand started his way home, the waves of the deep and sensitive air touched the young man's hair leaving by far a splendid sight for anyone who was watching him. The wind showed the most beautiful side of Sand, revealing his tousled hair.
An astonished Sand decided to park in a cafe with a very peculiar theme, the boy knew that this would be his favorite place from now on. He looks and analyzes every part of this new coffee shop. He firmly enters the place.
It was beautiful, every bit of it. He looked around, lost in the crowd and arrived at the counter where they took his order. He was thankful that it was easy and fast, if this was a typical coffee shop it would be world renowned, Sand thought to himself. He knew that every part of the cafeteria was set with unique parts of it. He looked around and felt he was in the right place.
The boy went to look for a free seat but it was almost impossible, there were quite a few seats taken. People were talking and having fun, others were dancing with the record player. This surprised Sand, it was certainly a place he would like to remember.
He managed to see an available place, this was only reserved for one person, wouldn't it be a big problem? Sand didn't like socializing with people, people are liars and cruel to the young man's thinking. But this boy. The boy, sitting just inches away from Sand was undoubtedly beautiful and welcoming, or so Sand thought.
Sand walks in the direction of the young man determined to converse with him and get a good impression of the opposing boy.
"May I take this seat, are you alone?" asked Sand, smiling warmly waiting for the answer from the young man on his right.
Sand lost in the boy's beauty watched as the small rays of sunlight touched his face unabashedly, revealing flawless and totally beautiful skin. This boy was undoubtedly a Greek God. Sand's thoughts were interrupted by the smaller of the two.
"Yes I am alone, if you wish you can sit next to me" he said firmly, it only took one look to analyze Sand from head to toe. The boy knew what he was doing.
With a smile Sand took the seat being guided by the eyes of the shorter boy, smiling from head to toe, he drank some of his juice while a rather beautiful pout formed on his thin lips, his puppy dog eyes let the taller one manage to identify him to anyone, from now on this young man will be the cute boy with puppy dog eyes.
His gaze settled on Sand, as he took a sip of his drink he smiled sweetly, sweet enough for Sand's heart. A heartbeat became visible
"What's your name?" started the conversation the young man with the puppy dog eyes, Sand kept looking into the small eyes of his opposite. Lost in his own world it was now just the two of them. The confused look of the contrary made Sand come back from his own mind to the exact moment.
"My name is Sand. What is your name?" asked Sand, indifferent to the answer. Something obvious in his eyes, Sand didn't know how to lie and that was clear because more disinterest than he can show his eyes reflected to see his more carnal and romantic desires. The opposite boy's gaze took another small sip of his drink in a joking gesture at the fake disinterest shown by the opposite.
"My name is Ayan or Aye, whatever you prefer to call me" mentioned the opposite, looking for something in his bag finding what he was looking for so much, he took out a book with an all black cover, a rather unique distinctive, Sand thought that this boy was a born reader of varied subjects, it would be lovely to talk to him about any topic.
Ayan smiled starting his reading leaving Sand untouched in his seat, without saying more Sand brought out his best gifts for being a natural born talker.
"Nice to meet you ayan, could you explain a little bit about that book? I've seen it before" Sand spoke, pointing to that book giving a big lie, he had never seen that book, but it would be interesting to hear about it.
The cover caught his attention and so did his reader, Sand knew how to win the hearts of many people, he knew how handsome he was and how his physique and personality drew attention wherever he went.
"the fact that you notice my book makes me want to blush" Ayan mentioned with a pout, letting us see how charming he was, no doubt it was something Sand admired, at first glance he looked like a boy firm to his decisions but he is as warm as the summer that embraces us on a stormy day.
How close Sand was to touch with his own fingers the fine lines of the smaller lips, while Ayan's lips formed the pout, the older’s eyes were hypnotized, something that Ayan noticed.
A minute later the smaller one jumps up in his chair, moving a little further away from Sand, pretending to be reading his book.
"You claim to be blushing even though my eyes haven't stopped looking at your pretty lips now you're running away? You are so cute" spoke Sand, leaving Ayan perplexed. Sand smiling victoriously joins his chair to be closer to the opposite boy.
Ayan saw this as a fleeting opportunity, he caressed Sand's thigh, the stiffness of the opponent's gaze was affected. Ayan with his hand moved it up to touch the lips of the contrary making a rubbing with his index finger, delicately touching the arc that formed the beautiful lips of Sand. The chemistry was immediate, the closeness was dangerous for two beings who were just getting to know each other.
Ayan put his book in the middle of both of them, generating a laugh coming from Sand, who looked at the smaller one with intensity.
"I was telling you, the book is about society and it is a critique of this society. Can you believe that your own "leaders" are the ones causing you to put control is dental before history itself, over us? You only know what society wants you to know" he said firmly. Sand was surprised to hear this complaint from the government, not just a complaint a feeling Ayan felt inside. Sand could only manage to think about how amazing these themes managed to be, if little Sand hadn't chosen music as an escape from all his worries this would be his new world?
The voice in the background interrupted the young boy's thoughts, several voices calling his name. Of course, Sand hadn't realized that his order had been ready minutes ago.
Sand apologized to the little puppy on his way to take his order. He spent some time paying for his drink and got back to the boy.
Sand turned around expecting to see the young boy but on the contrary, he found the table completely empty with no trace of the boy. He looked around, the boy had vanished, an illusion in Sand's eyes, the boy's mind only thought that young Ayan was good enough to be real, was it all an illusion? Am I still drunk?
Ayan's mirage was just an illusion, a mirror of what he thought was real. I hope this boy will manage to change many things without realizing that Sand had already created an innate trust between the two of them, by changing something, just the slightest thing. His way of seeing the world.
̟𑁦ハ﹕﹖at night🍮♡.
The windows of that bar showed the neon lights, glowing in front of the whole place showing a place alive with joy. A place where you can be yourself, or so he thought sometimes.
The sound of a fight surprised Sand, he didn't want to get into trouble but he knew the men who came to these places, he decided not to ignore the fight that was breaking out in the parking lot.
He ran out of the place hoping scared that this fight would be something more than insults meeting Ayan's face. Sand was scared but did not understand his own emotions as he watched the shorter boy fight with a man.
Sand intervened, pushing the man away from the boy, he pushed the man out of the parking lot, he didn't want to leave and seeing Ayan in the position of a boy fighting when he was taken was not something Sand could understand.
A frightened Sand found himself checking on the shorter child. He was worried that the man had done something worse to him or hurt that beautiful little face.
"Ayan, are you okay? Shit, Ayan, tell me that man didn't do anything? He didn't hurt you?" Sand begs for an answer, scared as he examines the shorter boy's body he is reassured to see that he has no scratches.
"I'm glad you are well, Ayan" says Sand, while taking the hand of the younger boy receiving a feline look with desire in them, the looks were mutual time did not exist, not now.
The boy's gaze became fleeting, with surprise he looked at Sand trying to recognize him in the darkness, he smiled placidly while analyzing every part of the taller boy, from his shoes to the brown jacket he was wearing. It wasn't very expensive clothes but it fit him quite well.
The boy put his hands around Sand's shoulders smiling with lust, waiting for the older boy to make the first step but it was not like that, the looks intensified generating an aura of desire that both could not refuse, it was like that, as both boys with just a look wanted something more than just this physical contact.
"How awful, you just watched me fight a complete stranger. I'm sure you managed to get to me pretty quickly, do you like me?" said the shortest of them all, leaving Sand perplexed with the statement. Sand didn't know what to say to be honest this took him by surprise. Sand just thought, was Ayan this flirtatious and forward when he was drunk? No doubt this was not good, Sand felt worried about the shorter boy and a little jealous, maybe it was a little selfish to think that he was this way just because he was Sand and what if this was true? His flirtatious air could only belong to Sand or he was just a taken Ayan. The older was suffocating.
Sand smiled lost in the gaze of the younger boy, who was now pouting beautifully but compared to the Ayan of the afternoon this boy had a feline desire inside. A very provocative feline look, this left sand lost in himself.
"Stop talking nonsense" said Sand, he gave a small playful smack on the shorter one's head, The shorter one let out a whimper in protest. This amused Sand, the little pout of the opponent became visible again as he saw Sand's teasing on him.
"Don't you think we'd better get out of this place? We can have fun somewhere else...mmm what do you think?" the younger one hesitated inwardly, thinking of some witty reply so he could have the older one at his feet. "To your place" he finished the sentence fiddling with the older boy's shirt, waiting for an answer.
The shorter boy's gaze went up admiring Sand with desire and passion, something unique to the younger boy's gaze. Sand noticed this exchange of glances but didn't want to look away.
"so, you want to go to the house of a stranger you met just a few hours ago?" mentioned Sand, waiting for an answer and this was certainly received.
"I'm sure since hours ago you've been wishing to take me to your house, precisely your room and take off this nice shirt am I wrong?" The shorter one was playing with the game, wishing that this really was true, being as stealthy as possible so as not to fall into some trap.
"Yes, I do, couldn't you tell? The trigger I needed was your approval but you were so shy I wanted to take care of you. I want to take care of you, now do you want to go to my house and let me take those little pants off you?" mentioned Sand, without any nerve he accepted the shorter one's closeness guiding his lips in the direction of the younger one wanting to taste that nectar he was so much looking forward to.
"Maybe he did notice" whispered the younger one to himself, almost inaudible to Sand's ears, he placed his hand on the older one's neck wanting to kiss him without hesitation, they were both in their own world or so they thought.
"Ray, we have to go Where the hell are you?" another boy's voice made Ray pull away from Sand who was now on top of him, inches from his lips. The look on Ray's face was indescribable anger was a quite normal feeling from the younger boy more so now that his game was over.