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It's been two weeks since Reid told me he loved me and I didn't say it back.

And I feel like the dumbest person alive. Why the fuck couldn't I say it back to him? And why the fuck can't I say it now?

This was my plan; take Reid out to a fancy restaurant- which is where we are seated now- and tell him I love him under the dim lighting.

I mean, how can I not tell him I love him when he's going on and on about his predictions for the latest Marvel movie coming up? That's the nerdiest ramble I've ever heard him spew and I'm living for it.

I love you, that is all I have to say. So why can't I fucking tell him?!

I want to scream.

Okay, okay, I can do it. It's not hard, I'm being dramatic. I take a deep breath and reach over the table to grab his hand. "Reid?"

Reid stops mid- sentence about his thoughts on the upcoming Guardians of the Galaxy movies, "yeah?"

Say it. Say it, you bitch! Tell him, tell him, tell him!

I open my mouth.

But you know he'll ruin you just like the last one, only this time it'll be worse.

"You have the most beautiful eyes. Did I ever tell you that?" I ask instead and I feel my heart tighten and I wish I could bang my head against this dark, wooden table.

But Reid blushes and grants me the best gift of seeing him smile. Then he says, "me? Your eyes are bluer than the fucking sky. I swear, I'm weak every time you look at me with those eyes."

I smile.

You're such a piece of shit, Grayson, just tell him you love him for fuck's sake.

"I know a different way I can make you weak," and I wink at him.

Our waiter comes up to us. "How was the dessert?"

"Delicious. Can we get the check?" Reid asks quickly. I almost laugh.

"Happy Valentine's Day, baby," I tell Reid against his lips. I've had him pressed up against my bedroom door since we walked into my room.

"Mmm," is his only response I can get out of him while I'm palming him through his chino pants.

Fuck, I love every sound he makes. I'm obsessed with him. I'm obsessed with the way he grips my hair, the way he touches me. The way he kisses me.

Reid reaches for the hem of my shirt and I lift my arms up for him to take it off of me. I do the same for him. I unbutton then unzip his pants before pushing them down. He steps out of them and we take my jeans off next. I hoist him up by his thighs so his legs can wrap around my waist.

I walk us to our bed and drop him on my comforter. He giggles with excitement and scoots back until he's against our headboard.

"I got you something," I tell him.

My boyfriend grins, "so did I." He leans over the side of the bed and pulls a bag out from underneath. All the while, I grab my gift for him from my top drawer of my nightstand where I hid it.

We give each other our presents. "You first," I demand. He unhesitatingly pulls out my Valentine's gift from the bag I put it in.

His face heats up and he makes a embarrassed squealing noise, "I knew you'd get me something like this," he claims and I laugh. I got him a... kit of sorts. In the package is fuzzy, pink handcuffs, a matching, silky blindfold. There's a black and pink paddle that will leave a heart shaped print if used and a black feather.

Reid covers his face with his hands and laughs. He looks back up at me, "what the fuck is this for?" He's gesturing to the sex paddle like he doesn't know already.

"Mmm, hopefully to smack that pretty ass of yours."

Reid gasps, "I think the fuck not, you kinky bitch," I laugh. "Open yours," he tells me.

I do as told. "So I'm a kinky bitch, but here you are buying me edible lube and sex dice. What does that make you?" I ask teasingly, pulling out the small tube of lube and the three dice in its packaging.

Now Reid laughs with a shrug, "A sex addict? My dick will taste like birthday cake when you go down on me."

I smirk, "I already like the taste of your dick."

He blushes even more, "shut up and kiss me," he tells me. And of course, I oblige. I crawl on top of him and press my lips to his. He opens his mouth for me and I taste his tongue.

My left hand is keeping me up while my right is placed on the side of Reid's cheek. He pulls back from me, "I don't know if I'm confident enough yet to try everything," he's talking about the kit I got him, and I definitely didn't think we'd ever really use it anytime soon. "But maybe the handcuffs could be fun?"

I raise my eyebrows, "only if you're comfortable with that."

He nods taking the fuzzy cuffs out of the box. I take the handcuffs from him and lean over him to lock his hands up to on of the wooden bars of my headboard. I bring my mouth to his ear, "I'm gonna fuck you so good tonight, baby."

His breathing is already shallow and I already want to be inside him so badly, but instead I kiss him. Our tongues in each other's mouth. My hands skim down his body, feeling his delicate skin under my touch.

I kiss his lips one more time before kissing the corner of his mouth. I move my sensual kisses down to his neck then slowly lick from his neck to his ear. My hand rubbing Reid's hard-on through his boxers (they're pink with red roses on them).

"Fuck," he groans, "I want you to fuck me right now."

"Not yet," I whisper in his ear even though fucking him is exactly what I crave to do right now. He whimpers. And I suck on his neck, giving him a hicky.

I travel lower- giving each nipple the attention they deserve with my mouth- until I'm at his crotch. I kiss his hips, squeeze his thighs.

The 'tent' in his boxers are not unnoticeable, but I avoid that area and kiss his thighs instead. He's squirming under my touch.

I pull down his underwear, tossing them on the floor, and pour the birthday cake flavored lube on the tip of his dick.

"That's cold," he giggles, writhing as I disperse the liquid around and down his cock. I take him in my mouth, and let me tell you, this shit does not taste like any cake.

But I continue working my tongue and mouth on him because each moan that falls out of his beautiful mouth makes me care less about the taste of the liquid.

My head's moving up and down, my tongue twirling around his shaft, my hand griping then gliding gently along his thighs.

I take him out of my mouth and watch him as I put my finger in my mouth, getting it wet.

His cheeks are flushed and his dark, green eyes are lustful. "Fuck that's hot. Unlock these handcuffs and let me touch you," he begs. I wonder if he knows that the cuffs can open without a key considering they're fake.

I shake my head, and return to sucking him off before inserting a finger. He makes a strangled whimpering noise as I twist it and move it in and out.

My heart is pounding, my body's hot with the need to be inside him.

A second finger goes in and I thrust the two fingers faster than before. I have to hold his legs down to keep him from moving.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," Reid groans and I take him out of my mouth and remove my fingers before he can finish. I sit up, ripping open the condom I had laid on the bed, and roll it over my dick. Aligning myself in between his legs, I push slowly in.

We both groan, Reid squeezing his eyes shut and my head falling back. "You feel so fucking good," I tell him.

He moans, "please unhook me."

I smirk, leaning over him, bringing my lips to his ears. I kiss his neck then whisper, "you know they can open without a key." I pull back and his eyebrows are raised. Reid applies pressure against the fuzzy cuff of his right hand and it unlatches.

A triumphant smile appears on his gorgeous face and with the cuffs still hanging from his left wrist, he grabs the back of my neck and pulls me into a kiss.

But not for long, I push completely into him and his head falls back on the pillow with a groan slipping past his lips.

I sit back up, gripping his legs and continue thrusting at a swift pace. Both of us sweating and panting.

I thrust and thrust, going fast then at a torturing slow pace then back to a quick stride. I feel the hot, burning pressure building up inside my core. I'm breathing heavily.

And as I watch Reid take hold of himself and start moving his hand up and down for that sweet release, and tell me, "Fuck, you're so hot," in his undone voice, a loud groan escapes me. And I cum, I couldn't even give him a warning.

And I swear I release more when I watch his load spray onto his chest and him moan in that sexy voice of his.