Hazel sometimes found himself staring in awe at his boyfriend. He had a man in his life. He was wild and a little dangerous, an actual goth boy with eccentric kinks and talents. Most people would kill for what he had. The man was mysterious, but genuinely so. There was no facade to how interesting or quiet he was. Just when Hazel seemed to be getting the hang of it, Adam revealed some new clue about who he might be, the things he loved (of which Hazel was yearning to be added to that list since Adam was a die hard demisexual/romantic), the ebbing and flowing of his life.

Anyways, today was their six month anniversary. Hazel and Anna's six months was yesterday; but theirs, his and Adam's, was today.

They were sitting on a hidden dock on school grounds, deep into the forest, whispering about everything. Around them bugs buzzed and fluttered through the thick muggy air of the mini prairie that lie back there. Frogs croaked in choruses of outcry for food and shelter. The long grasses swayed, tickling at their shins from the swamp below them.

Adam chuckled at something he'd said to make him laugh, maybe attempting to flirt. His eyes sparkled with the sunlight fighting to stream through the trees. He seemed to be looking right at it with no discomfort. He genuinely amazed Hazel, there was a morbid fascination with the way he existed so... interestingly?

He blinked, realizing Adam's tone had a questioning inflection but he hadn't processed any words. "Are you gonna be okay? You were doing... that thing again."

He knew "that thing" he was referencing. He called it Puppy Hazel eyes. Laughing, he'd create elaborate stories about how the light hit his eyes just right to make them gloss and glitter at him. He would swear up and down that his pupils had even dilated. He'd admitted half asleep that he loved it because it made him feel like Hazel felt safe with him. Adam could be really sweet sometimes.

Hazel nudged him. "Come on, ask me again. I'm listening this time."

"I asked a really stupid question," Adam lamented. That was another thing: Adam wasn't facially expressive. His voice could carry heavy emotion to the point where it could make you feel the same. But his face stayed neutral, and half the time he held his voice at a mildly condescending tone though it was never on purpose. Hazel had teased him about sounding vaguely like an anime villain and he'd scoffed, then fucked Hazel so hard he forgot his own name.

Hazels laugh echoed off of the trees and bounced over the lake. "Ask me again, boyfriend of six months."

He sighed, turning to face the water thoughtfully. "You know something absolutely crazy about me even being here?" Hazel tipped his head and he grinned at the question in his eyes as he watched his reflection. "I'm technically a virgin."

Hazel sat up straighter and frowned. "So, something crazy about that is once I got in it, I couldn't stay out so I'm gonna need you to backtrack on that bullshit," He replied a bit sassily. He was almost a little hurt even, they'd had plenty of sex and it was awesome.

Adam rolled his eyes. "I mean The Holy Way."

Hazel opened his mouth to reply but stopped short. "I forget that's an option," He mused with a tiny grin. "Love is weird."

Adam eyes turned a delighted shade and his face brightened with a tiny smile. "You're not gonna make fun of me?"

"Why would I?" His face softened a bit. "I'm happy to pleasure in whatever ways you allow, when you let me fucking top for once."

Adam shrugged. "I dunno. I figured since it was our anniversary, I would casually slide you the golden ticket."

Hazel took a few seconds to process that before he giggled. "We're gonna get a noise complaint."

Adam's eyes scanned the area around him before he forced himself to meet his eye again. "I trust you. And there's no such thing as noise complaints at Nova."

Back in his dorm, Adam lead Hazel to his room, staring at him. "You look nervous."

"Hot boy wants me to fuck him stupid, I'm having a very good day," The taller confessed hoarsely. "I love having you as my boyfriend."

"Ugh, no compliments, just kiss me," Adam grumbled, pressing his lips to Hazels. 

They both appealed to each other so greatly, it was fascinating that just a year ago they'd wanted to Thanos Snap the other. Now Hazel was exploring every inch of his skin, across the newly healed area where deep surgery scars once lie. It was beginning to feel so comfortable to be with each other, the intensity had dialed down, and then right back up.

Hazel nuzzled into Adam's neck, being a full foot taller but feeling the tug of affectionate submission. "I love being your boyfriend."

He could feel Adam smile as he played with his hair. "You tell me that all the time. You told me that four seconds ago."

Hazel peeked up at him and grabbed his hips. He loved Adam's hips, he was bulking up but they stayed the same and his hands were just big enough to grab them and fit perfectly. "I think you need to hear it all the time."

Adam's lip twitched upwards even more and he blushed so hard Hazel had to sit up and take in the full glory. "Are... you okay?"

He tugged off his beanie and tussled his silky soft hair. Hazel had an impulse to run his fingers through it so he did. "I'm actually very shy. I blush really hard and that's why I don't."

Another clue.

"Bullshit. No fucking way you can control blushing, you're out of your fucking mind," Hazel protested, kissing from his forehead to the side of his face. "I just thought you didn't know how to."

He laughed and intercepted the kiss, but he pulled away quickly and pressed Hazels hand to his face. "I'm... really shy. I just learned to hide it." His eyes skirted away from his first what felt like the first time and he looked almost a little anxious.

He was certainly acting shy. He even seemed a little confused, as if he'd forgotten how to not be. Something in that gave Hazel courage. "Adam, I want you to realize I realize something." He cupped his cheek and leaned forward to catch his worried gaze, praying he could keep it long enough. "Getting to fuck you in the way some imaginary god imaginarily intended is not a "golden ticket", it's something you decide to give me. I don't wanna take a golden fucking ticket just because you're trans, I just want to make you feel good. You aren't a notch on my belt, you're someone I... Someone I love dearly." Adam's face darkened red more and his eyes went wide with bewilderment. "Come on, don't look at me like that," Hazel chuckled nervously. "I'm asking for consent, not a ticket."

He shut his eyes but nodded surely. "I did say I trusted you."

"But do you still trust me?" He pressed again.

Adam took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He sat up and searched Hazels face, looking for something. He didn't find it, but he nodded slowly. His voice came out raw, "Yes. I trust you, Artez."

Hazel smiled sweetly and nudged him back to cage him in on the bed and take time to stare down at him. The truth was Hazel didn't realize Adam was trans until they'd started dating. He just hadn't really ever given a flying fuck about the guy, maybe he had known at some point but it hadn't mattered enough to remember it. All he knew was he was out to get his woman. Little did he know. It just happened one day while they were taking a shower. Hazel had grinned at him when he stepped in and Adam had given him his signature, "Can I help you?" and Hazel nodded, grabbing his lower back.

There was definitely something missing to that equation and Hazel had said absolutely nothing about it, only pressed his lips to Adam and told him he liked everything about him before continuing to shower.

And now the very same man was lying underneath him acting impatient and giving him that annoyed look he thought was so sexy. "Are you going to fuck me or not?"

"This is a very big deal to me, too," Hazel explained, drifting kisses from his neck to his ear to make him shiver. "I'm going to make love to you above anything else."

Adam muttered something about Hazel being as sappy as Steven but gave him more access to mark him up as he pleased. One spot made him groan, wrapping his legs around Hazel to gain some friction.

He hissed, the straining of his cock was barely relieved by Adam's grinding. Jesus, there were so many pockets and chains on Adam's clothes and those alone provided all kinds of sensations. There was an adjustment period of navigating how to even hold him. He wanted to tear off his clothes and have his way, but he slowed himself down to bite Adam's neck and tug at the supple skin there.

Adam giggled. "Harder, Hazel."

Adam was a pain junkie, he loved pain on only a slightly concerning level. Okay it was majorly concerning to Hazel, but he kept an eye on him. He'd found out when Adam had accidentally jabbed himself with a kitchen knife and he'd watched him lick it clean and continue on after washing his hands with a big air of satisfaction.

"Oh, fuck, Hazel bite me harder," He growled, holding him in place.

It made him horribly afraid to hurt him, but a harder bite and Adam let out a sound so full of euphoria he moaned in sync with him. Adam had said it was endorphins and serotonin. Hazel didn't care as long as he got to hear stuff like that for possibly the rest of his life. He pulled off and met eyes with Adam apprehensively, unsure if he had done a good job despite the verbal feedback. The bite would be more than swollen and a little red tomorrow, it would bruise darkly and Adam would wear less as a quiet symbol of pride.

Adam admired him and licked his lips. "Make love to me, Hazel."

Being nervous made it fast and slow at the same time: he kissed his way down to Adam's waist and licked across his stomach as he yanked his jeans down, he checked for consent again to which Adam nodded silently, seemingly enamored by his every movement. He stared down at the pure beauty of Adam's body with a flush so hard he was sure it was visible.

Adam shifted uncomfortably. "Is everything... okay?"

Hazel shook himself out of his thoughts and spoke them aloud instead. "You have such a gorgeous body, Adam."

He tried to smile at him but sighed shakily. "Come here."

They kissed for a moment and Hazel deepened it, trying to relax Adam a bit more before they went any farther. "Let me know when you're ready, I can wait forever."

"I'm ready now, I want you." Hazel leaned back and saw Adam's eyes were shut again, but he spread his leg more and released the tenseness of his body in one go. "I'm ready."

Things were lucid. Hazel was terrified of failing. His mind and body were not on the same team however; the head of his cock was leaking in excitement despite his nerves. Adam huffed when Hazel propped himself up and dragged his cock from his clit to his entrance a few times to warm him up more. He really did think Adam was gorgeous, and pushing inside of him was like an epiphany that it was not at all skin deep.

Adam was so tight. At first he thought he was missing the mark entirely which was embarrassing, and then he realized he was being welcomed. But more surprising and alluring than that, he was hot. That should've been obvious, but everywhere else he was cool; even when Hazel kissed him his tongue always felt cool compared to his own. But not this deep inside of him. He put out what Hazel liked to call "Breeding Heat". It was the warmth that had Hazel panting slightly, aching to tear Adam apart while he slid in another full inch.

"S-slow down!" Adam gasped suddenly, gripping Hazels shoulders and crying out.

Hazel paused altogether. "I'm so sorry!" He gasped, kissing all over his face. "How are you feeling?"

Adam's teeth were gritted a little, but the tension on his face was beginning to lessen. "I'm okay. Keep going."

The ebony man grinned to himself with pride and pushed in more slowly this time, biting back moan after moan. "Fuck, Adam, you feel so good."

His breathing came in long drags of air but he nodded. Feeling Hazel this way was monumentally different. He felt an intense need to go completely limp and let whatever happened to him happen. Breathing was harder too, he swore when he inhaled Hazel went even deeper. "You're so big."

Delighted and cocky, Hazel bottomed out to a lovely little squeak. "Tell me how it feels."

Adam shifted and winced, but his face had evened out into a thoughtful expression. "I'm completely full. It hu-hurts a little–," Hazels eyes darkened with concern but Adam held him in place. "It feels alright, but I'm scared."

"I promise I won't hurt you, Adam," Hazel reassured tensely. He was aware Adam really was gifting him this precious social construct, his virginity being given to Hazel meant he needed to treat it as delicately as possible. "I'll start slow, just wrap your arms around me and hold on."

Adam cracked a smile. "This feels very much like bottom behavior," He joked weakly, doing it anyways.

Being so close meant he could feel the muscle on Hazel, how massive and warm he was compared to him. Taking Hazel anally was vastly different from this, there was an intimacy he hadn't realized they'd been lacking. He could see Hazels face clearer, his determination and caution quickly turning to a grunt of bliss. In this position his body heat licked against his skin and made him shiver. His cock was pressing into him so hard he could barely see. But a glimmer of enjoyment was starting to catch in his stomach. "Go. Now."

Hazel pulled half way out immediately and forced his way back in a fluid motion that almost made Adam proud, keening under his breath, "Goddamn, you're so wet for me."

"H-Hazel," Adam muttered, eyes widening as the pleasure grew with the movement. "Oh my god, Hazel."

Hazel tried to focus on anything but the supreme pleasure he felt by making Adam say his name with that airy innocent softness. It filled him with a sense of protectiveness. "I've never heard you say my name like that, I love it."

He kept that even pace, checking in when he could even comprehend the world around him. Adam's eyes were the hungry lust filled gaze that had Hazels stomach drop on command and beg like a dog. The only thing that was around Hazel that he wanted to comprehend was Adam. He felt so incredible, and he was getting wetter as he kept the eye contact.

His boyfriend giggled drunkenly up at him biting his lip and muttering that Adam was so handsome. Adam grabbed his cheeks to pull him into a fiery kiss, murmuring back that he knew that as they fell into a faster rhythm. He pressed his nails down his back and let out a shaky breath, eyes swimming. "Fuck. I-I think I could be close? Harder, faster, dee–,"

He didn't have to ask Hazel twice. He propped himself up and played with different places he could keep his hands to hold Adam down. "I can tell, you're milking me like you're starving for it." He pushed one hand up his chest and tapped his neck for consent. He nodded quickly and the second Hazels big hand wrapped around his throat, Adam looked almost a little starstruck. "You forget I'm on my way to graduating Magnum Cum Laude. I'm good at this, just let me give it to you."

Adam's breathing stagnated, he could hear him trying to breathe as his legs tightened around him. His eyes went wide in shock and he finally gasped; a deep, euphoric gasp that tented his eyebrows. Over and over again he couldn't stop chanting Hazels name faster and faster and then dragging out every syllable. This new kind of pleasure was making him go blind and stupid. He forgot other nouns, other words. He forgot his name. A warm sensation inside of him started to build rapidly and he seized, arching his back into the steady thrust of Hazels hips.

Hazel was fighting everything inside of himself not to fill Adam and end this perfect moment too soon. He wanted to remember every detail: the needy sounds Adam let out constantly, the way his eyes were shut tight, how his muscles were bared and even though he was bottoming for him, he still held Hazel with a kind of grip that told him he was still in charge. When it came to taking his virginity, Adam absolutely was in charge. Every clench around his cock was making him crazy, he couldn't hold back the string of swears that tore out of him when Adam's eyes rolled and his cheeks flushed. He kissed his lips agape with pleasure, grinding his pelvis against his clit. The sensation startled Adam out of his daze to grab Hazels head and pull him closer. Hazel kissed at that special spot on his neck. "Does that feel good, baby?"

He nodded hard and placed both hands over his mouth, muffling a guttural moan so wild it ended with a growl that chilled Hazel to the core. Hazel shoved his hands away. "Please let me loose, please, please, please!"

Adam breathed out a laugh and nodded, spreading himself more. "If you make me– ah, fuck, H-Hazel!– If I end up not cumming I'm going to edge you until you get it right!"

Hazel pecked him. "Let me loose."

"Go."

The second he gave his permission, Hazel rammed into him at full force and felt a little quiver that nearly took him out. "Oh, Adam." Hazel bit down on his neck without remorse this time, blown away and living for this man. When he tried to wrap his legs around him he grabbed both thighs to slam into him deeper and faster. "Ugh, thank you. I love you, you feel so good."

Adam knew nothing but this pleasure, except one thing: "I love you, too, oh fuck, Hazel! I love you!"

He threw his head back and missed the tears jumping to Hazels eyes. Never had he ever thought Adam could say something so sweet with so much feeling. It was like his deadpan nature had evaporated. The way he'd cried it out had Hazel panting, his ecstasy surging with Adam's as he reached down to stroke his clit after wetting it. "Let me hear you."

"Hazel!" He started shaking like he was having a panic attack and squirming.

Hazel lifted immediately but Adam had a happy little grin on his face and held his wrist in place at his throat. It didn't match his voice filled with apprehension. "D-do you want me to slow down?"

Adam dug his fingers into Hazels hair and tried to lock eyes with him but the pleasure was too strong. Every muscle he had clenched and he gave Hazel a perfect anniversary gift: an ahegao even a bonafide slut would envy. "I'm cumming, o-oh my god!"

That was Hazels warning. Suddenly Adam was twitching and stroking him like a toy letting drawn out squeaks escape freely. It overwhelmed Hazel immediately, he was close and then there with no buildup. He came so hard he was sure his body was completely out of his control as it fucked the load into Adam ruthlessly. "Oh, good job," He moaned through a croak and then a shout of, "Fuck, yes!"

Adam didn't let go of him for ten minutes, even after Hazel went soft and slipped out. Hazel could tell he had nothing much going on in his head, because he murmured to him, "Gracias por sacudir mi mundo, mi amor."

Hazel grinned. "En inglés, por favor."

"I said the second you've recharged we're doing all that again," He rumbled darkly. "Congratulations, you've avoided making me a statistic." Hazel grunted and nuzzled into his neck, still rearing to go. Adam laughed and tested his resolve by wrapping his legs around him again and squeezing.

"Are you trying to make me horny again?" Hazel sighed, nipping and kissing at his boyfriend's neck. He was already getting harder and hot and bothered with the way Adam felt against him. "It's working."

"I might put in a good word to Ruemann and Mrs. Belle if you do another really good job," Adam teased weakly.

Hazel pulled back to gage whether he was serious, and was surprised to see tears. "Are you crying?"

Adam nodded a bit. "Y-yeah. I just lost my virginity and I think I'm finally in love with the dumbass who took it." He wiped at his face and rolled his eyes to attempt to protect feelings he didn't need to protect. "Fuck."

Hazel couldn't even respond, he just kissed him again and pinned his arms above his head.