Sky's the limit

Is this wrong? Yes, yes it is..

The sound of rain plinkling through Elmore cleared the minds of many. But for Mr. Small, it only helped the shameless thoughts that his mind was constructing.

It made him feel dreadful that he was even forming those thoughts about Rob. Kissing him and praising him, making sure he feels loved. Touching him and feeling his warmth and—

No… He shouldn't be contemplating these… things!

The thought of doing such actions with someone much, much younger than him made his stomach and throat tighten, dizziness overtaking him for a few seconds.

But he could not stop the fantasies from flooding in. That young boy has been through so much. It's a shame Gumball, Darwin, or even he himself didn't notice him when they were in the Void. He just wanted to hug him, tell him that everything will be okay—

“Mr. Small, can… Can I sleep with you…?” A familiar voice mumbled, one that made his stomach tingly and warm.

“Sh… Sure…” His voice trembling softly, was this really happening? He pinched himself. Nothing happened. He couldn't believe it.

Now was not the time. From what little light his lamp provided, he could see Rob's face.

It was evident that something happened in his sleep. His eye showed signs of sobbing, and how vulnerable he looked. His heart started to become heavy, but his mind couldn't help but admire his current state.

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He had another nightmare. One that wouldn't get out of his head and probably never will. He would do anything just to forget about that horrible dream that tormented his brain. But out of all the options he could pick from, why was he in Mr. Small's room?

Mr. Small was… interesting to say the least. He always seemed to be patient with Rob, whether that be when he had outbursts or needed to open up. It made him feel warm inside, but he couldn't place a finger on what the feeling was. He craved more of that feeling, but he would not dare to say it out loud.

"I'm fine." Rob lied, his chest tightening. "It's.. It's just…"

The room went silent.

The rain drizzling and the overwhelmed thoughts that pinched the cyclops' mind served as a way of support. No matter how far he looked, he couldn't find an excuse that was reasonable.

"Never mind." Rob blurted out.

"Did something happen?" The counselor questioned, his tone shifting slightly.

"No… I—I'm.." That dream, it was useless to ignore it. The dream, or rather the nightmare, was too realistic. Sweat started to form, and so did tears. He couldn't bear the dream becoming a reality. It was too much to handle.

Mr. Small's expression began to look worried, yet his mind was having a field day. It shocked him that his mind could even think of such thoughts, yet he felt a shiver running through his body at the mere idea of kissing him until he becomes a whimpering mess.

"Come here.. " he mumbled, his voice becoming soothing as he gestures a hug.

Rob stepped back, hesitant at first. But soon enough, he gave in. He clinged onto Mr. Small like he was going to fly away and disappear. Tears dropping as the sound of muffled weeping escaped from his mouth.

"Shh.. Everything is going to be okay.." The counselor said gently, the speech seeming to better and worsen the boys state.

He truly felt pity for the poor boy, he's been through so much.. He doesn't deserve to be put through such traumatic events...

"It's okay, I'm here for you." His words came out as warm and comforting. It made the younger boy feel safe, he wanted to savor the feeling forever.

The counselor started to plant kisses on the student, making sure to be slow and gentle so he doesn't make the boy uncomfortable.

The cyclops began to squirm, faint giggles and whines escaping from his mouth. The touch was unusual, yet it felt strangely pleasant. It formed a toasty sensation in his chest, soothing the heavy weight in his heart.

Oh, hearing the heavenly melody felt so forbidden. It was an overwhelming sense, his heart holding substantial weight however his mind yearned for more. He knew this was unacceptable, yet he did nothing to end it. Afterall, what could he do? It would be a lie to say he didn't like the boy. It would be a lie to say he wanted all of this to end.

...May Mother Earth forgive him one day.

Alternatively, Rob has already gotten used to the sensation quickly. He was becoming frustrated by how hesitant the hippies movements were, he had to do something about it...

Yet, he had questions that burned in his brain and left an awful mark that he couldn't ignore.

Why was he feeling impatient all of a sudden? Why did this moment feel so right? Just.. Why?

He simply hoped he could forget, but what's the point of forgetting? It would only come back to pain you.

As the student means his face closer to the counselors, he flinches. "Huh, what are you doing?" He sputters, he knew exactly what was happening, but his sudden action caught him off guard. Dreams really do come true, he wishes this "dream" doesn't end.

Before he could respond again, Rob cuts him off with a kiss. It was inexperienced, yet it was packed with emotion. The hippie couldn't help but melt into the kiss, guilt lingering in his mind and the feeling of giddiness filling his body. When they pull back, they're both dazed.

Oh, was that his first kiss..? Your first kiss is supposed to be special, but of all people, why him? It made his stomach turn inside out, he felt so ashamed of himself... He recognized how impure this was, yet he chose to not notice it. As desire blinded his growing culpability, he grew more calmer and snapped back into reality.

Knowing the boy's inexperience made him more cautious, acknowledging the fact that he needed to take this very slowly to prevent overwhelming him. His chest tingled with the thought of teaching him how to kiss properly, which couldn't be prevented even if he tried to.

He gently caressed his cheek with one hand, although the exterior was a bit sharp and strange, he was able to handle it. If only he could hear the boy's thoughts, it would be like music to him... A melody that could put him in a trance.

The touch made him shiver, but he remained motionless as he felt his heart expand and fasten. His body heating up, becoming an unbearable oven.

This sensation was weird.. It was so sudden that he didn't know how to feel, yet the warmth of the teacher's hand made him melt into his touch. This was all so new to him, it was overwhelming in the best way possible. He was practically drowning in his own thoughts, unable to utter a word...