lost love

seems empty

Past 1 month into dating.
Type was bent over picking up tharns clothes trying to clean up his messy room.
Tharn watched has he laid on his side with an eye brow raised.
Straightening up type threw the dirty clothes to the empty hamper.
Looking to the side he signed then looked back at tharn shaking his head .
Bending back down he went to the side to pick up even more clothes.
Tharn chuckled laying on his back. Leaning his head up he watched type.
"Mmm your starting to remind my of a mother Type. Cleaning my room."
Type straightened up to look at tharn with narrowed eyes.
Shifting his body, he stood to the edge of the bed.
Tharn laid his head back down to raise his eye brows.
Type then threw the dirty clothes on tharn then he bursted in laughter.
Tharn Made a face then narrowed his eyes while he threw the clothes to the hamper one by one.
Sitting up he grabbed type.
They laid on there sides in a close embrace.
Tharn placed his mouth on his neck giving little nips then with his hand he started to tickle type.
"I'm...sorry...I'm..sorry..i....surrender!" He laughed.
Tharn stopped to wrap his arms around types body.
Type breathed in heavily.
Tharn placed his head on types.
"Thank you for picking up my clothes. You really don't need to."
"Mmm your so lazy. Of course i need to." He smiled.
Tharn placed his hand to cup types face to pull him to tharns.
Types eyes darted contently.
They shared a passionate kiss.
Type shifted to his back getting more into the kiss. Bringing his hand up he placed it on his cheek rubbing his thumb up and down.
Tharn feeling a bit bold started to drift his hand from types chin to run his fingers down.
Getting to his collar he went a bit down to unbutton the first button.
Somehow he was able to get every one undone.
Tharn started to get hard.
Moving the shirt a bit to.the side tharn ran his index finger up and down sensually from his chest to navel.
Type started to shake with anticipation.
He moaned into there kiss.
Feeling bolder tharn started to go lower.
With his hand to the top of types pants he tried to unbutton.
Type quickly put his hand to tharns to stop him.
He leaned back. They glared at each other.
"Um...Tharn. I...um...need to go home."
Getting quickly up type re buttoned his shirt to run out the door.
Tharn laid on his back staring at the ceiling in frustration. When we connect all the way type ill never let you go.
Sighing tharn placed his hand down closing his eyes to think of type.
Present
The two didn't text one another in a week.
Both had no idea what to say.
By friday type was in his studio sculpting. Kon came in and stood behind type.
"That's really good."
Type nodded.
"Thank you."
Kon looked to the side, grimacing he slowly tried to put his hand on types shoulder. Then He brought it back to lay it limply to the side.
Types phone was going off.
Reaching for it he pulled it immediately out.
"Hello?"
Kon looked to type questionally. He looked happy.
"Okay. I'm just finishing."
Type closed the phone.
Getting up he went to the sink to wash his hands.
Kon folded his arms over his chest looking. At types back.
Drying his hands type got out of his coveralls. Placing them to the counter.
Turning kon watched type leave with a skip in his step.
Narrowing his eyes kon followed.
Type got outside with a smile.
Tharn was parked on the other side of the street.
Walking to the car kon rounded the corner to stay hidden.
He saw type get into a car with a huge smile.
They drove off.
Who is that? Kon asked through gritted teeth.
They both drove to tharns place in silence they both didn't know what to say.
Parked type leaned his head down to look up.
"Is...that Your place?"
Tharn nodded.
Both getting out Type was impressed. The apartments were expensive and elegant.
By the door Type looked around feeling a bit out of place for being there.
Unlocking they both went in.
Type looked around while he took off his shoes.
They both walked in.
Tharn went to the kitchen grabbing two glasses for them with water.
Coming back he saw type look around. A bit confused.
Tharn came to him to motion with his hand for them to sit.
Type nodded.
They both sat down.
Tharn handed him the glass.
"So...what do you think?"
Type took a sip then leaned forward to put it on his coffee table to then lean back to look at tharn.
"Your place seems a bit empty."
Type looked around.
"You have no pictures and nothing but furniture."
Tharn placed his cup to the table to look around.
"Guess i don't."
Type looked back, he saw tharns eyes dart around.
"I remember your room at your fathers. It was messy and pictures everywhere. Your too clean here, too organized." He laughed.
Tharn looked back to smile.
He brought up his hand to rub his thumb on types chin. Types lips parted.
"Mmm maybe it just needs your color."
Type gulped.
Tharn eyed type up and down then leaned to him placing his mouth to his.
Type breathed heavily into it.
Bringing up his hand to tharns shoulder he pulled him down to the couch.
Tharn hovered over type. They lathered there tongues inside there mouths.
"Aaah ttharn....mmmm"
Type moaned into tharns mouth.
"Type..can i?"
Type nodded.
They then ripped there clothes off to make passionate love on the couch.