A few days had passed. They had gone around sightseeing but Artie and Andy both seemed to savor the days they spent alone in either the cottage or Andrew's home.

Andy had slowly grown accustomed to working shirtless as Artie would often randomly walk over wearing only a bra and shorts to cuddle against him as he worked. He didn't mind it at all. He actually enjoyed it quite a bit. It was... different. A unique kind of intimacy that he hadn't experienced in years. Especially before he had gotten to be sexual.

They loved getting the physical touch they had craved for so long, knowing it wouldn't last. A few days after their first time cuddling, Andrew and Artie were tangled together.

Andrew wasn't completely a string bean but he was a slight form of muscular. Artie was nuzzled into his chest sighing softly as he traced their spine with his calloused fingers tenderly.

They were watching the movie on the screen, Elwood curled up in the dog bed as they (Andrew) took up most of the couch. Andrew wasn't watching the movie as he played with their curls. "You're adorable." He breathed, not even realizing he spoke outloud before they looked up at him. "Ehm..." he said hesitating trying not make it worse before his thought process was cut short by a pair of soft lips pressed to his, silencing his thoughts for the moment.

The couch shifted as they moved pressing close to him with a soft smile. They straddled his hips, and his hands wandered down ghosting over their hips before landing on their bare pale thighs.

"Andrew?" They whispered making those jade eyes look up at them lips slightly parted, memorizing every moment with them. How they moved. The look in their eyes. The look of how their bra strap had slipped off their should and they hadnt yet fixed it like they had before.

"Yes, darling?" He asked, dropping the endearing term without really noticing, tracing the edge of skin where their shorts met their thigh. It was as far as he had let himself go.

"Andy, I'm ready." They whispered leaning down ghosting their lips over his. "I'm ready for you." They clarified making his heart lurch.

"You're sure?" He asked his fingertips already inching across that line he had drawn for himself.

"I'm sure, Andrew." They whispered kissing his lips more firmly. With that his hands crossed that boundary completely. It was lovely, teasing at the bend where there should have been more to cross. Should have being the key phrase.

He groaned pulling them closer kissing them deeply as his othe hand reached up working to remove their bra, which happened easily, letting their soft mounds free as his hand helped them throw the bra into a corner of the room.

They cupped his face with one hand, their fingers gliding down his chest slowly, coming to a stop over his heart feeling it pounding against their palm. He watched their eyes close as the smallest smile blossomed across their face.

With Artemis, he had noticed, everything meant a lot to them. Small moments, little things like how the flowers looked, how the birds sounded. And now his heartbeat. He would never forget that, the smile as they felt his heartbeat.

In this moment, reality decided to crash upon him. They were going to break him worse than anyone else had before. And he didn't mind. Because he wasn't going to let this go without a fighting chance.

He could tell this connection... it would be worth fighting for. And, by god, he would fight for it.

They opened their eyes realizing he had stopped moving, only to be pulled down into a soft kiss, as his hands started moving again. Slowly tugging them close as he stood up, holding them easily heading to his bedroom, slowly kissing down their neck, knowing exactly where he was going and when to duck.

Moments later he laid Artie back on the bed, marking down their neck, making them gasp and squirm lightly, giggling at the feeling of his scruff against their soft and tender skin.

He wasn't rushing. He was taking a note from his time with Artemis. Make the most of it, something he had forgotten to do in his own busy life.

He kissed down memorizing each curve and freckle, smiling at the moans he pulled from them as he kissed over their breasts teasing their nipples sweetly, one of his hands, the one not supporting his bodyweight dragged lightly over their other breast massaging it and lovingly teasing them.

Their fingers tangled in his locks gasping, seeming to play with them. But he couldn't help but wonder what noises he could pull from them  as he continued, "You're breathtaking." He whispered.

They moaned a small protest to the compliment before silencing themself as he kissed down their tummy, and kissed along the edge of their shorts, looking up at them he asked again.

"Are you still okay with this?" He asked softly.

"I am, Andy." They assured, petting one of his curls fondly.

He gave them a grin before delicately and smoothly sliding their shorts down over their legs, petting them as he did, enjoying the light fuzz from where they had missed shaving.

He kissed their left thigh before rubbing his large hands over their thighs gripping them before burying his face into the wet warmth that was hiding between them. They weren't perfectly clean shaven but it was neat, allowing his tongue and mouth to make them moan his name in surprise before silencing themself and trembled as his tongue toyed with their enlarged clit.

One of his hands splayed flat on their stomach to hold them still as they whimpered lightly tugging his hair, making him growl against their folds looking up to see them muffling themself. He wanted to hear them. Break them out of that silence, suddenly and doubled his effort before they screamed happily, shouting his name as they came on his tongue and lips which he quickly cleaned with his tongue eyes not moving from then as they went to his bedside table.

"You're still doing good?" He asked, his voice a bit huskier than normal. They nodded trying to catch their breath noticing the sizeable tent in his sweats as he pulled out a box of unopened condoms. He smiled and looked at them, "want to keep going or..." he drifted.

"Andrew. Please." They said. "I'm ready and I want you." They murmured. He smiled and opened the box slipping the condom out before slipping off his sweats letting them fall as he walked over giving them a chance to look over him looking breathless. He was amazing in his own way and his length... was bigger than what Artie had ever expected to see in their lifetime.

He slipped on the condom, watching them as he slowly got on the bed between their legs.

Instead of staying laying down they sat up and pinned him down on the mattress. "Let me?" They asked softly. All he could do was nod, his own eyes fluttering shut and jaw dropping as  their warmth wrapped around him. Their heat completely encompasing him inch by inch as they sank down, before riding back up, riding his cock slowly, achingly, but determined.

He guided them gently and gently held their hands, helping them support themself as their soft lips parted with a whimpering happy sigh. His heart ached with pleasure as they moved. It was not at all what he expected but, lord, it was far better than he dreamed of.

They picked up speed but slowly he slipped further feeling their walls flutter helplessly against his stiff length that he rocked into them as they set the pace. "There we go." He whispered encouragingly as they smiled at him arching their back as they found their gspot.

He smiled aiming for and helping them along. "Good..." he breathed, more to himself as they clenched and their thighs trembled. Noticing their exhaustion he moved and pinned them careful not to change the angle as he took over.

They moaned softly. "Faster." They asked gently gasping as he loomed over them and he obliged rocking and thrusting faster. He wrapped their legs around his waist leaning down to kiss them deeply as his own orgasm built as no doubt theirs did too.

Time both seemed to stop and speed up as they got closer slowly building to their mutual release and they both cried out burying themselves in each other as they were lost to bliss.

After a few minutes spent coming back to earth after riding out their orgasms, Andrew laid down, wrapping his arms around them, pulling their face to his chest. They gasped out eyes watering as they pressed to his chest hiding against him with their palm pressed to his heartbeat, letting them know he was there. He was real.