Bad Boy (boreo warning 😍)

Desire

I knocked on Boris's bedroom door, readjusting my bag over my shoulder.
After a moment, the door opened - There stood Boris.
"Theo?"
I didn't answer. I dropped my bag on the floor, and turned around to face Boris. He was crossing his arms.
"Why am I like this?" I ask, while blinking through tears.
"Like what?" Asked Boris, lowering his brows in confusion.
"Why is it so hard for me to give you all of me?"
"Is this about sex?" He asked, almost immediately.
"Yes! Of course it is! Why is it so scary for me?" I whine.
Boris looked down at the floor.
I sink to his mattress, holding my face in my hands.
"Potter.." he started.
I felt him sit beside me. I looked into his eyes.
"It's not as big of a deal as you think.." he started, when my sniffling interrupted him.
"Oh, potter," he sighed. "Why are you crying?"
"I want you, Boris.. I want you.." My voice then trails off.
"Then have me. I give you access to myself whenever you want. You are only one for me my love."
I paused and looked at him.
"You can do whatever you would like with me, whenever you want. You know that yes..?"He reminded me.
His words made my stomach twist. I felt warm blood surge through my veins.
I felt a desire for Boris that I never had before.
It was weird.
I looked to Boris. To the same boy I've loved all this time.
I wanted him so bad it made me feel sick.