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It's been a couple of days, a strange fucking couple of days. They've got back to sharing a bed, curled together in the middle of the big mattress, but Charlie's been wearing t-shirts and baggy pants to bed and he's found himself shying away after the briefest of kisses. That strange, tight, nervous feeling in his stomach still hasn't gone. He

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In maybe any other set of circumstances, Edmund would not have minded Charlie's shyness. Edmund had not lived the life Charlie had in the world Charlie had. He had never owned any porn and had never kissed any girls, and had never thought there to be anything particularly wrong with that. If Charlie hadn't made the first moves, Edmund would have been perfectly happy to be right here, this many months into their relationship, and never have shared anything more than kisses

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His breath catches a little at the touch of Edmund's hand. Just because he's been nervous, doesn't mean that he's stopped wanting and he swallows hard and then he manages to get his eyes open.

"Not really," he says, and swallows again.

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"You sure?" Slowly, very carefully, Edmund let his hand slide to the small of Charlie's back and then dip under his shirt. It was the simplest thing, his fingertips skimming across warm skin, but it made his heart leap into his throat in hope. "Wouldn't want to keep you up if you're really tired."

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He bites his lip, and it's fucking ridiculous that he can feel like a fucking virgin, after all the things that he's done and had done to him, but there he is. He gives Edmund a breathless little smile.

"I'm really not tired, Ed."

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Licking his lips slowly, Edmund edged closer, his foot brushing against Charlie's calf, sadly covered in clothes. "Good," he murmured, brushing his lips against his. He took his time, savoring each brief touch and half-expecting Charlie to pull away any second.

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Electricity thrills through Charlie, just from that brush of Edmund's lips on his and,t he last few days, this has been the point at which he pulls away but, this time, he doesn't. One hand pushes up into Edmund's hair, fingers crooking, careful not to pull.

"Good," he echoes.

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It was like permission, just a little encouragement that permitted Edmund to relax a touch and sigh into the kiss. It had been a while since they'd even gotten this far; it was enough to get his heart racing. But Edmund knew better than to surge ahead, no matter how much he wanted to. He did press into the kiss, asking for more, and pushed his hand further up Charlie's body, following the line of his spine with his palm.

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The little sound that spills out of him is more of a groan that anything, soft and longing. His fingers tighten in Edmund's hair, pulling slightly and he shifts forward, pressing their bodies flush together, as close as he can get.

"God, I miss you."

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He sort of wanted Charlie to set the pace, to want him and make it alright. But the heat off Charlie's body felt so good he couldn't help but rock gently into it.

"'m right here," Ed murmured, letting his kisses move from Charlie's mouth to his jaw and slowly down to his neck as his hand found his hip again and pushed him back onto the bed. "And I love you."

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He pushes his hips forward against Ed's, aware of how hard he's starting to get and how obvious that must be through the thin cotton of his pajama pants. He lets Edmund push him back onto his back, head tipping back to give him all the room he needs, one hand skimming over Ed's shoulder.

"I love you too," he says, biting his lip.

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One leg over and Edmund straddled him, resting lightly on his thighs. He nuzzled along Charlie's neck, sucking at the skin and nipping at his earlobe. "Shirt off," he said, his hands pushing insistently up Charlie's chest, rucking up the shirt wit them. "Please."

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His heart feels like it's pounding, but he's the most relaxed that he's been in days as he shoves himself up onto his elbows and squirms out of his t-shirt, throwing it out of the bed.

He reaches up and cups the side of Ed's face, pulling him down for a kiss.

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Moaning softly into the kiss, Edmund let his hands roam over the smooth warmth of Charlie's skin. He sucked on his bottom lip as he pulled on a nipple, gently and cautiously, but for all that this felt like the first time, Edmund knew what Charlie liked.

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This time, it's definitely a groan, pressed tight against Edmund's mouth and Charlie's hips lift, pressing tight against Ed's. He slips both hands over Ed's bare shoulders, pushing one back up into his hair again.

"I fucking love you," he whispers.

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He smiled faintly, the lift of Charlie's hip a deliciously familiar thing, and a good sign to boot.

"I love you," Ed murmured in reply, shifting to press Charlie's legs apart and move down his body. He kissed down the other boy's chest, ran his tongue in circles around his nipple. "I love you, Charlie Bartlett."

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"Oh, fuck," breathes Charlie, arching and squirming against the bed, pushing up against Ed's mouth, fingers twisting in his hair, pulling ever so slightly.

"Fuck."