Ironies of love

Why are you doing this to me? He asked standing helpless before him watching his lips draw closer to his. Slowly and passionately kissing breath out of him. He wanted to reject him so much so as he wanted him in. He stood feeling his hands run all over his body all he kept thinking of was the one he loved who went away, teased and laughed at him as he walked away , left him broken hearted. Why was the wrong guy loving him? He just wanted to be loved by the one he loved.

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