Brendon's POV
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I sighed softly as I laid in Dallon's arms, my body felt relaxed, and I felt perfectly content laying there with him.

I felt his face in my neck, and he kissed it gently, making me giggle a little.

Dallon was so amazing! He was really gentle with me and he took it slow, telling me everything that he was gonna do since I honestly had no idea what was gonna happen next the whole time.

We had shown each other that we really loved one another, and it made that fluttery feeling almost feel overwhelmingly strong in my chest, my heart beating quickly. I smile as I feel Dallon's arms wrapping around me tighter, keeping me close to his body.

I shift a little so that I can grab one of his hands, and I hold it, intertwining our fingers since my webs weren't there to interfere for the time being. I hear him hum, and he places another gentle kiss to my neck.

It was quiet in the room, but it was a nice type of quiet. I didn't even hear Tyler or Josh bickering, or even just Ryan talking. The only thing I could hear was the tv, that being the only thing showing me that there were still people besides me and Dallon in the house.

I started to think about everything that we had just done, and what it meant for us.

It had changed our relationship for the better, right? Since we proved that we truly loved each other by taking that step. At least I thought it changed our relationship for the better, I didn't really know how Dallon felt about it. I thought he liked it though.

He seemed like he truly wanted to do that, but I didn't know if he regretted it in the end. What if he did regret it? Does that mean that he didn't love me?

A pout comes onto my face as I think about the fact that maybe Dallon didn't actually enjoy it as much as I thought he had.

Did he really want that, or did he just do it since he knew I wanted to? He seemed so sweet and gentle though, surely that meant something right?

I find myself holding his hand a little tighter than before, trying to reassure myself that he did actually love me and that he was right here with me. Dallon hums a little against my neck, and he holds my hand tighter too. I can feel his smile against my neck, and it makes the pout on mine fade for a few seconds.

But then the thoughts that he could have regretted it come back, and I find myself in a pool of endless possibilities.

What if he really didn't love me? What if that just made our relationship worse?

I whimper quietly, and my eyes start to water a little. I try to make it stop, but I just can't help it as all those thoughts keep circling in my mind.

I know that tears are close to rolling down my cheeks, so I turn and I let go of Dallon's hand so that I can bury my face into his bare chest, my breathing slightly shaky. I know I take him by surprise because it takes him a minute to wrap his arms around me again.

"Baby?" I hear him ask, and I don't reply, knowing if I did my voice would crack and I would most likely break down.

I just shake my head instead, settling on that instead of answering him verbally. I keep my face in his chest and I feel him rub my back as he tries to figure out what's wrong.

I start to cling to him as more tears start to roll down my cheeks, and I know he can feel them since I'm laying against his chest.

"Baby, can you please tell me what's wrong? Are you okay, darling?" He asks again, trying to get me to talk. I still don't though, and I softly sniffle instead.

I was tired, so maybe that's why I had begun crying so quickly, but I just couldn't stop myself.

I really hoped he didn't regret it, but right now, my mind kept telling me he did, and it wouldn't let me believe any different.

Dallon's POV
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I held Brendon a little tighter, as he cried into my chest. I didn't know what was wrong, I needed to know why he was upset. "Baby, can you tell me why you're crying?"

He shook his head again, holding onto my shoulders tightly, small sobs coming from him. "Darling, please tell me. Did I hurt you?"

He shook his head, and I guessed that he was telling me no. "Did I do something wrong?"

Brendon finally looked up, his face wet with tears. "N-no."

"Then please tell me why you're crying, Bren." I said worriedly. "You know I hate it when you cry, then I'm going to."

Brendon sniffled again, as I wiped his tears away. "D-do you r-regret what w-we did?" More tears filled his eyes, his chest heaving.

"Why would you think that? I love you." I said, wrapping my arms around him.

"C-cause you m-might regret it, a-and our r-rela-relationship w-would be w-worse." He cried. "A-and you w-wouldn't want to b-be with me any-anymore."

"Hey, don't talk like that." I said, kissing his forehead. "I don't regret having sex with you at all, hell, I'd do it over and over again without thinking twice. And if you think for a second that I won't want to be with you, then you should probably bang your head against some coral until your thoughts start working the right way again."

Brendon whimpered again. "Y-you didn't d-do it j-just cause I w-wanted to, r-right?"

"No, sweetheart, I wanted to have sex with you so bad, but I didn't want to do it without your permission." I said gently. "C'mere, baby."

He curled up in my arms, his head right under my chin, his arms looped up and around my neck. I rubbed circles into his back with my hand, the other one kept protectively around his body. "Do you want me to sing to you?" I asked, cringing as I said it.

"Y-yeah." He whispered softly. I could still feel tears falling onto my chest, Brendon's breathing still hitching from time to time.

I kissed the top of his head again, hoping that my voice was gonna be good today, and thankfully it was. "Wise men say, only fools rush in. But I can't help, falling in love with you." I sang gently, as I tried to calm my boyfriend down. "Shall I stay? Would it be a sin, if I can't help, falling in love with you.

"Like a river flows, surely to the sea. Darling, so it goes, some things, are meant to be." Brendon's crying had subsided for the moment, and he moved a little so he could look at me, yet be close to my chest still. "Take my hand, take my whole life too, for I can't help, falling in love with you."

I paused for a second, trying to remember the next lyrics, I hadn't sung this song in a long time, and I really, really, really didn't want to have to text Tyler what the words were. He would probably come in and make a big deal out of us being in bed together, and I wasn't gonna put Brendon through that right now. Thankfully, the lyrics came to me before it got too weird and awkward.

"Like a river flows, surely to the sea. Darling, so it goes, some things, are meant to be. Take my hand, take my whole life too, for I can't help, falling in love with you."

I shifted Brendon in my arms again, as I whispered in his ear softly. "For I can't help, falling in love, with you." I kissed him on his cheek gently, rubbing my thumb over his jawbone. "You okay now, sweetie?"

He nodded. "Your v-voice is p-pretty, Dally."

"Thanks, Bren." I said. "You know that I love you, right?"

"Y-yeah." He said, smiling at me a little. "I love y-you, D-Dally."

"I love you too, Bren." I said, kissing him again. "Do you wanna just chill here?"

He nodded, a different kind of smile appearing on his face. "What? What is it, Bren?"

"C-could we h-have sex again?" He asked shyly, his eyes still wide. I smiled back at him, adoring his cuteness.

"Of course, sweetheart, if you feel up to it." I said, glancing over at the door, wondering if Ryan, Josh, and Tyler could hear us during our time together. I pushed the thought out of my mind, I didn't care if they could hear us, we had to put up with Tyler and Josh's bickering, so they could put up with us.

Brendon giggled again, pushing himself up a little, his hands on my chest for support. He looked at my upper body, like he was inspecting it, which made me feel a little bit uncomfortable. "Baby? What're you doing, darling?"

He frowned a little, then smiled. "I'm g-gonna leave h-hickeys here, here, and h-here" he pointed to a place in between my ribs, then in the middle of my chest, and right above my hip bone on my left side. I smiled at him.

"How dark are these gonna be?" I asked, putting my hands on his hips, my fingers brushing against where his hips were.

"P-purple and p-pretty." Brendon said innocently, laying down on top of me. "I l-love you so much, D-Dally."

"I love you more, Brenny." I said, putting my hands behind his head, pulling him roughly into a kiss, which he was completely fine with. I heard both of our hearts speed up, our breathing quickening too. This time around was much rougher, but I was ready to get back to the gentler way we did before, but Brendon seemed to be enjoying himself, so I was happy too.