WillA few weeks ago Nate gave me a promise ring, and with all that ceremony he made me think that I would be proposed to. That night was wonderful. Part of our families were together, celebrating six months of dating. We talked about so many things, but something bothered me that night, and still does.Success follows us wherever we go, it's like a coin, it has two sides, one is positive and one is negative. Not being able to assume our relationship in front of the public is something negative, but we are instructed to provoke situations for the fandom of our ship to live fed, which is something very contradictory. However this also fosters problems with part of the fandom that doesn't agree with the ship, just enjoys the work of each of us separately, and this is getting worse and worse, because there are many people who like me and stalk Nate on social networks.Worry has become a recurring word in my mind. Nate doesn't say anything else, but I know that the fake news,

WillI have done nothing but think about meeting him again. It may sound like an exaggeration, but I haven't done much since Sunee said the script reading would be on Wednesday. My life has been about waiting for the days to pass quickly, so you can imagine how I am feeling as I look in the rearview mirror in the middle of Wednesday morning, with an hour until the cast and production meeting, and less than ten minutes away from the production building. Nervousness is what sums me up. Although I know I need to be calm, and not overreact in front of everyone, and especially him.I fly through the lobby of the production company, the elevator taking less than two minutes to reach the tenth floor, but to me it seems like an eternity. After settling into the conference room, sitting in one of the many chairs that make up the large oval table, I watch the landscape through the window in front of me, and my thoughts fly back to the first time I saw Nate. So much has changed sin

NateI calmly release his hands from my waist, and turn to face him, and before he can say anything, I take his lips desperately. Will's reaction could not be different from mine, as I feel his tongue ask for passage, his hands wrap themselves around my neck once more, while I caress his hair.Almost a month without kissing.Almost a month without kissing that mouth.I wrap my arms around his neck, as I feel his arms come even closer, and bring my body into his. I caress his hair, as he sucks on my bottom lip, and a heat burns inside me, and I try to put it into my mind that this is just a kiss, but I'm not alone in this, as I feel his hand lift the hem of my shirt, and then move down my chest. His hand goes down to my abdomen, caressing it, and this is making me uneasy, because I know what his intention is, and what it can do to me. He takes hold of the lace of my shorts, I push it away slightly, and disengage my mouth from his.— Sorry, am I going too fast? — he asks breathl

NateThe previous day was intense in many ways, and culminated in an incredible night of pleasure, I feel renewed, happy, and fulfilled. I am twenty-two years old, I have lived through a lot, there were many experiences that made me who I am. One of them was to have met this boy, or rather, this man, who is lying on my bed, and to have accepted once and for all what I feel for him. Although I grew up with an uncle, I have an LGBTQIA+ best friend, this didn't stop me from being an idiot, and denying what I felt at that moment, and especially my sexuality.I was reluctant, I tried to reject my feelings out of pure fear, and this made me suffer. When I decided to surrender to my feelings for him, it changed my life completely. I look at his face resting on my chest, and wonder how I could have imagined that this guy, who came late to the first casting meeting, would make me so happy?I stroke his hair, he opens his eyes slowly. He brings his hand to his

WillNate is a box of surprises. After we spent that period apart, he has surprised me a lot, I feel that he is more confident about the emotional problems caused by the negative fame that comes from social networks, and this makes me calm, if he is happy, I am happy. His confidence, and the way he acts has impressed me, and when he brought me to this locker room with the intention of fulfilling a sexual fantasy, it really surprised me, I did not expect such an attitude from him.When I think back to the beginning, the first contacts, the denial on both sides, the first kiss, the flirtatious moments until the proposal, the breaking of sex as a taboo (read on his part), and the long awaited first time. It was a long path, but a very pleasant one, and I would walk it again without a second thought.— What are you going to do to me, Kitten? Or should I call you Daddy? — when I ask, he looks at me with such desire, and my reaction before he says anything is to lightly bite his lower