Me: "I-I h-have C-C-CANCER!!!"
Andy stared at me, with no wxpression.
He then..........

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He then leaned over and pulled me into a tight hug, kissing my lips.
Andy cried: "I love you Sage!"
Me: "I love you too!"
Andy then got off the bed, breaking the hug. He had me sit on the bed.
Andy was standing, while I sat on the bed. He was holding my hand.
Andy: "Sage....I love you more than life itself!"
Me: "Andy, I love you more than anything or anyone! OR EVEN LIFE!"
Andy: "When did you find out."
I cried: "I woke up and you were gone! I was in so much pain!"
Andy dropped to his knees crying into my lap while holding my right hand. I had my left hand on the back of his head.
Andy cried: "I'm sorry! I didn't know....I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you!"
I cried: "Its my fault I didn't call you! You were working!"
Andy cried: "I WASN'T WORKING!"
I cried: "Then what were you doing!!!!"
Andy then pulled a black little box out of his pocket.
He opened it the reveal a black ring with silver lining and a heart monitor line going around it.
I started to cry harder, but these were mostly happy tears.
Andy: "I know that you don't care for rings with diamonds or that type of typical stuff. This is so much you. So Sage. You are the love of my life! I know I don't deserve you but I have to have you! You are the most beautiful person I have even seen. I love our late night talks and the way you fall asleep on my chest when we watch movies. I love how you laugh when my joke's aren't even funny and the way you smile makes my day brighter. Your so perfect. I love you."
I started to cry harder.
Andy: "Thinking of you, I get butterflies....When I look into your eyes it feels like there is nothing else in the world matters and it seems like we are along just sitting together. When I can't be with you, I never stop thinking about you. When I finally get to see you, I can't help but smile! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH SAGE! "
I cried even harder, I didn't know it was possible.
Andy: "This ring comes with a pledge that I will be faithful to you. Wear this ring as a symbol of our commitment to this relationship and our future. When you look at this ring, I hope it reminds you of my promise to never stop loving you. Sweethearts forever from beginning to end, my commitment to you will never break or bend. Best friends and lovers, that describes you and me. Will You Marry Me? These rings express our love for the whole world to see. Whenever we look at these rings, they'll remind us that we'll always be there for each other. You wear your ring, and I'll wear mine. They'll remind us we're best friends until the end of time. This is my final time asking. Sweetheart, Will You Marry Me?"
I cried/yelled: "YES! ANDREW A MILLION TIME'S YES!"
Andy slipped the ring on my finger, we were both crying messes. He leaned up and captured my lips with his own. After breaking the long passionate kiss and began to hug tightly.
When we stopped crying, we stared into each others eyes. Then it hit me.
Me: "ANDY!"
Andy: "What?"
Me: "I don't have a ring for you!"
Andy: "Oh, that remind's me!"
Andy the got up off the ground and went over to the night stand.
He came back holding a black box just like mine. He sat down next to me, and opened it. It was a black ring, with a silver batman on it.
I looked at Andy, he had a huge smirk on his face.
Me: "Its perfect! I love you so much Andy!"
I looked into his eye's and they were filled with so much lust.
God, how much I want him.
Andy said getting under the covers on the bed: “C’mere, love. Let’s pick out something to watch.”
I crawling up over the bed to burrow himself under the covers after him
I sighed in contentment and closed his eyes as our shared body heat became its own kind of blanket. Butterflies erupted into my stomach, fluttering and twisting my guts into knots of excitement.
I muttered: “Mm. Just pick Batman Andy. You know we will always watch it.”
My blue-green eyes flickering up to meet with his sea-blue ones, both of their lips curved back into wide smiles because really; everything always looked better when it was reflected in each others eyes.
Andy muttered with a smile playing on his lips: “You know me too well.”
Me: “I know I do. S’why we fit so well together.”
Andy: “Ah, fuck you.”
I retorted cheekily, rolling over onto his back: “You wish you could.”
Andy replied dryly, watching as I rolled out of bed and ruffled my hair to the side and put on Batman: “I can.”
I crawled up the bed again to settle myself next to the older boy with his legs crossed beneath him, they sighed and slumped back against the pillows.
His half-lidded eyes trained towards the television screen. Well, until Andy started to tickle me.
I laughed breathless: “Andy!”
Andy: "Not until I get to cuddle you all night and kiss you as much as I want. I know how you don't like it while watching a movie!"
Me: "NOPE!"
Andy began tickling me again causing me to return to the fit of laughter I was in mere minutes ago.
Me: "Andy STOP! Okay, okay! I give in!”
I whined once my wrists were pressed down against the mattress with Andy flopped down on top of me. Our faces were crowded close together, heavy breaths being traded and eyes now locked together. Still, despite the rather intimate position that they were in, Andy appeared to still be able to pull some cheek and gave me a smug grin and a wink that followed.
Andy: “They always give in.”
Andy nosed down to press our lips together in a sweet kiss, we both sighed into it upon impact.
I mumbled: “Andy.”
My lips parting so that I could suck Andy’s bottom lip between my teeth and nibble on it carefully.
Andy just hummed in response, keeping our hands laced together and pressed down against the bed. The bed covers were messily splayed out over our bodies, hovering just over the swell of Andy’s ass, and covered the majority of our lower body regions.
As we kissed rather fervently for a long while, simply sucking the tastes out of each other until all that we could taste was skin and each other and maybe even a little bit of blood from where Andy had nipped a little bit too hard on my bottom lip.
When we felt the sting of their lungs to the point where we could no longer breathe from just out of their nose, I clasped my thighs tightly around Andy’s hips to keep a firm hold onto him before rolling us over so that I was on top. I dove down to brush my lips against the column of Andy’s throat, nipping at the skin that was revealed there, but being sure not to leave any lovebites (Don't want Amy to find out again). Instead, I worked my way down along the length of his neck until I was suffocating myself with the fabric of his shirt.
I grumbled impatiently, rucking his shirt up a bit to splay my small hands out across the warm, pale skin.: “C’mon, Andy. Off.”
My fingers were cold, compared to the heat that was radiating off of Andy’s body, and it wasn't really surprising when I felt Andy beneath me shudder from the contact before he was helping me to remove his shirt and toss it across the room.
*3rd person P.O.V.*
Andy breathed a little breathlessly, his greedy hands wandering down across the expanse of his boyfriend’s lanky body so he could grope at any revealed skin there: “Ride me, yeah?”
Sage groaned, already beginning to rock himself down against the older boy and feeling the way that their clothed erections rubbed together slowly with each push and pull action delivered: “Fuck, you can’t just say that.”
Andy whispered, lacing his hands up into his boyfriend’s curls and giving them a sharp tug to re-focus his undivided attention back upon him: “Shh. C’mere. Get the lube from the nightstand.”
The younger boy nodded quickly, his eyelids fluttering closed at the feeling of his loose, black locks being pulled on as he fumbled over across the bed to yank open the drawer that shuddered in protest. Once he’d managed to snatch up the bottle of lube, he was adjusting their position again.Andy’s hands had dropped back down onto his thighs, splaying out and rubbing up and down across the expanse of milky-white skin there while Sage settled himself down onto his upper thighs with his legs splayed out on either side of his hips so that he was straddling him.
Andy coaxed impatiently, reaching out to swat the lube out of his partner’s grasp: “Come on.”
Andy was already wiggled himself out of his black skinny jeans, shucking them along with his black-clad boxers and white socks off of his body. Though, they were still probably under the sheets somewhere since Andy definitely wouldn't have had the patience to toss them elsewhere at the moment. And especially not in this type of position. He squirted some of the lubrication out over his three fingers, slathering them in it messily before he was closing the lid again and rubbing the pad of his index finger over across the exposed space of Sage’s hole. The younger boy’s bottom lip was caught between his teeth, small breaths leaving his nose as he propped himself up so he was hovering over the older boy. His hands were bunched up into fists, his eyes squeezed shut, and his black straight hair flopped down over his face to curtain his blue-green eyes that were hidden by thick, black eyelashes.
Andy puffed, pressing his fingertip into the tight heat to breach past the first ring of muscles before he was pressing in a bit deeper until his digit was buried to the knuckle.“Tight, Sweetheart. Haven’t I been getting you off?”
Sage muttered, his chest heaving and breaths coming out in broken, ragged pants: “H-haven’t been able too.....working all the time.”
It didn't feel as weird as it had the first time that they’d done this (and they’d done this plenty of times before, but you know — not as frequently).
Sage rocked down against the finger experimentally a couple of times before he was breathing out steadily and nodding for Andy to move by himself. Which he did.
Their cocks rubbed together with each smooth slide of their sweaty bodies, small groans escaping both of their lips with each small amount of friction between the couple, and it really wasn't that long before Sage was clutching onto the sheets tightly. His fingers clawed at the fabric, quiet whimpers escaping his parted lips because this was probably one of his favorite things in the world right now. Andy slid a second finger into the bunch, feeling a lot more comfortable now that Sage was looser around him. Their bodies were already slick with sweat, and Sage’s white shirt was clinging to damp skin from where it was splayed out over his upper torso.
Sage mumbled, his eyelids fluttering a bit as he rocked up against Andy's slowly with his bottom lip caught between his gnawing teeth; eager for just more more more: “C’mon. Another.”
When he felt Andy push in a third, he was momentarily winded and made a small noise from the back of his throat as he tensed up.
He spluttered, needing a bit of time to adjust to the sudden intrusion: “Just — a second."However, within just a couple more seconds, he was relaxing again and nodding his encouragement towards him.
He rasped, his voice thick with a layer of want and need: “Go, Andrew. God.”
Andy obliged to his command, carefully pushing the three fingers into his lover’s body and rubbing the pads of his fingers up across the side of his sensitive walls just to see that his body twitched and arched under his touch. He knew that Sage had always been a responsive one, so it really wasn't a big surprise for him when his jaw dropped and he literally started to drool. It probably should have been gross, but Andy just found it hotter. With the way that his pink, kiss-swollen lips were slick with saliva and he just looked utterly fucked-out already. It was definitely a turn on.
With the way that Andy was twisting his finger and scraping just barely over his prostate to make him see blurred stars, Sage was positive that he wouldn't be lasting too longer. It had been far too long since they’d been able to do this last, and it obviously had taken a large toll on him if the way that heat was coiling in his stomach had anything to do with it.
He spluttered, arching his back up and tensing his muscles up because he was teetering over the edge and nonono, not yet. God, not yet: “And — Andrew, wait, gonna — you gotta stop.”
Andy whispered, pulling his fingers out of the younger boy and smoothing the palms of his hands down across the expanse of his thighs to tuck him a bit closer until he was sitting splayed out over his lap again. “Shh, s’okay. Ready?”
When Sage nodded eagerly, he reached over for the condom to tear it open. While he did so, Sage reached over his head, yanking his white shirt off and tossing it across the room so that they were both splayed out sweaty and naked for each other to see. For a moment, Andy just stared as he rolled the latex over himself slowly and gave himself a couple of tugs to satisfy his need for friction. Sage slathered him in lubrication afterwards; far too impatient to wait for the smaller boy to do it himself. He hoisted himself upwards, balancing himself with one hand on Andy’s chest and the other one guiding his shaft inside of him.
They were usually quite loud during sex, but when Sage found himself seated completely on top of Andy, he couldn't even breathe little lone make a sound. It had been too long, far far too long, and with only a couple of messy exchanges of handjobs and blowjobs, it really wasn't much of a surprise that they were both already so close to the edge.
Sage began to rock experimentally, his bottom lip still caught between his teeth as he rolled his hips down until he eventually built up a steady rhythm that they were both comfortable with. The blue-green boy’s eyes were closed, his body loose and slack with Andy’s hands gripping onto his hips to help guide him down onto his flushed cock. With hiccuped ‘uh”s that were exchanged between the couple of boys and red-hot heat coiling deep in their abdomens, he felt the way that Harry sort of tensed up a bit after a couple of long minutes of the same leisurely pace. His hips began to rock down faster, obviously wanting to bring them both to orgasm as soon as possible if the way that his muscles flexed and contracted with each movement of his body had anything to do with it.
Andy crooned, though his words were slurred together as he reached up with a shaky hand to push Sage’s straight black bangs out of his face so that he could see the pleasure that was contracted around his facial features:“There’s a good boy, Sweetheart.”
He coaxed, his back arching up off of the bed as he wrapped a hand around his boyfriend’s length to give it a couple of helpful tugs: “So close, c’mon."
Within minutes, Sage was squeaking out his warning and spilling himself into Andy’s hand with a long, drawn-out moan of his name.
Andy grasped onto Sage’s hips then as the body steadily began to grow more conscious of his surroundings and still feeling a bit fuzzy on the inside in his post-orgasm state. Rolling them over, the sea-blue eyed boy situated their legs a bit easier so that he could lock eyes with the Sage as he rocked his hips up into his body until he was keening and scrabbling at his back from the over-sensitivity of it. Andy stilled then, doing a whole-body shudder, and releasing into the condom. A few more sloppy thrusts later to ride out his high and he was dragging himself out of Sage to collapse in a heap of sweaty, limp limbs next to him.
Andy muttered, glancing over the bed and floor with their come: “Fucking hell. We've made a mess.”
He reached over, fishing a bag of tissues that he’d also stored into their nightstand out to wipe his hand and Sage’s stomach clean before he was tugging off his condom. Tying it up, he tossed it into the trash can along with the bunch of tissues and clambering back up the bed to plaster himself against Sage’s side.
The younger boy’s eyelashes fluttered a bit as he felt the warm body press against his side again, instinctively rolling over to snuggle himself against his chest and press a timid kiss against his collarbone.
He muttered, his voice slurred and deep that anyone could recognize as a post-sex voice: “I know. S’okay, we’ll clean it up later. Wanna sleep now.”
Andy merely chuckled, whispering a quiet ‘I love you’ into his boyfriend’s ear and earning a similar response before they were dropping off into unconsciousness.

Notes

Andy's engagement ring:

Sag'e engagement ring:

So, ya Sndy is still very real.
But now they are engaged. So ya!
Tell me what you think, and what you think is going to happen.
Love You Guys!
-xoxo Frank