Read to me 01 -- Cafe

**Before I knew him**

This was when we're both were plainly acquaintances. We constantly bump into each other in my favourite cafe. You see, my usual routine on a Saturday afternoon is to have my mug of java and a book sitting on my favourite spot in that cafe. I know when my OCD kicks in if my usual spot has been occupied and I'll have to choose another spot for my reading pleasure. Moreover, my favourite spot has this 2 little couches with a mini round coffee table in between, I think I am able to manage by sharing it without getting myself distracted.

And there he was, seated right there at 2.30pm. 

On my favourite couch!

At my favourite spot!

I'm not entirely upset because there was another couch right opposite him. 
(Why can't he just sit on the other couch instead? Shut up and be cool with it!)

I gave him my killer smile and stood right opposite him and exhale loudly to express my frustration.

He nodded, gave a genuine smile and said,

"This cafe is really nice, isn't it?"

Now, I felt bad and I answered hesitantly,

"Why yes, it is." 
(...and you're sitting at my favourite spot! Shut the hell up already!) 

"Is this taken?" I asked politely. 

He was sipping his coffee, immediately he shakes his head and in a hurry he place his mug down by giving me the Please-Sit gesture.

**After I know him**

There he was, sitting right in front of me topless, staring. That mischievous look. That dirty smirk.

"I love how you are so engrossed with your book." He said.

"Ya ya... Stop staring and go back to reading, please?" I replied.

"Not until you kiss me first."

"What for?" I questioned.

He laughed and said "Reading opposite each other is how we first met. And each time we do that, we have to kiss."

As the sun is setting, birds chirping, my book fell unto the floor as we kissed and fondled each other until it's time for dinner.

My first nudity

He texted me while I was working one afternoon. You know, those dirty little messages that distracts you from work. It got so irritatingly hot that his messages made me want to do sexy things with him. Well, credit goes to him, he really knows how to turn me on. Therefore, I choose to ignore those messages before my work is never complete!

We've only started our relationship 3 weeks ago and we've not seen each other naked or even touched each other that way (yet). Maybe I'm feeling really insecure about myself. Or maybe, it was due to my conservative upbringing together with my recent coming out event (not very pleasant to dwell in now). It's as though I'm never gonna be ready for him. And he's ever so patient with me, which I hate myself so.

He has never rushed me into anything but he's always teasing me with those cotton sweatpants on commando by allowing his thing dangles with suave whilst he hangs out at my place! I'm curious to know how it looks like even though I know how it feels like during our cuddling session. Casually, he will asked me whether I wanna try grabbing it? Foolishly, I shy away with a no and he hugs me even tighter.

I got back from work and he started showering with a voice over when he heard my door closes, "Babe, I just got into the shower!". So, I said "Ok, I'll get dinner ready!" He never closes the door every time he showers. That drives me nuts with his cock-teasing innuendos! Hence, I quickly prep dinner just to distract myself from further thoughts and lust towards my curiosity about his nakedness. 

Should I reciprocate his advances? What about my insecurities? What about my struggles whether he is gonna accept me? Fuck it! I'm gonna do it tonight.

Dinner's ready and he's still showering. I can't fight this feeling anymore, together with his constant dirty text, I'm at the brink of losing my mind for not joining him in there. So, I took up the courage and stripped. Sneaked into the bathroom and while I'm facing his naked torso. I used my finger slowly touching his wet naked back.

He turns around...

I looked at him nervously... 

He looked at me nervously... 

We both started smiling as we started kissing, and my head started screaming "Yes !!! He's perfect and he's mind."

Our usual fight

It wasn't the usual night we spent together. We argued over small things that got us both really upset. I have asked him to go back to his own place but he refused, so I guess we would have to sleep in and never to talk or touch each other. I would gladly choose the couch but this is my place, why should I? And he didn't even oblige when I gave him that uninvited suggestion. 

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It was the morning, I was laying on my back while I was slightly awake but I didn't move. I realized how heavy this weight was upon me, there he was on top of me with his face on my left chest and it got me wondering "Why can't he just sleep properly?"

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Again, this scent of his which he produces in the morning while he is breathing on top of me drives me crazy. And he is still snoring like a dead meat holding the lower part of my arm. And it is with these little gestures of faux pas, I find it really hard not to feel anything but love for him. 

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He spoils me rotten and he cared for me so much during my lonely days. I wanted to do all I can to love him back like how he treats me. So, I've enjoyed the remaining morning to let him.