A Particular Day in Autumn

"...that would be nice." He said, relaxing slightly again. "...except, my given name is Cyprus. Y-you...should probably call me that, you know, sometimes..."

He kissed him on the nose.

"Okay~ But you should know I'm horrible with real names. Don't even call myself by my real name." He laughed. "So if I happen to call you 'Mars Bar' or 'Marsy Pie' please don't get too angry~"

He teasingly pouted.

"No, if you do that I'll just get up and leave." He said, obviously not serious in the least. He was pretty sure he could never do that.

"But I'd follow you," he insisted, caressing Mars's cheek. "I'd follow you wherever you went, Marsy--or Cyprus, I suppose."

Mars kissed Priestly on the lips, in a small surge of confidence.

"...I really like it when you use my real name." He admitted.

Priestly kissed him again in return, pleasantly surprised.

"So that's what gets you hot. I understand, now."

"Th-that's not quite true..." He tried to say, but he found that it sort of was true. So he didn't insist about it too hard.

"My real name is Daddy," he said innocently, pecking him on the cheek. "So maybe you should call me that, hmmm?~"

He groaned, instantly turned off by that remark, whether or not it was a joke.

"What is wrong with you...?" He sighed.

He laughed.

"Sorry, sorry, bad joke. I've just always imagined I would be playing the perverted old man during our first time." He kissed Mars's hand. "So the question is, what am I now? An amorous young lover? I don't feel very young."

"I think you should just be yourself." He said again. "I don't want anyone else but you."

Priestly smiled gently.

"Mar--Cyprus, how sweet. But I've always been kind of a character, you see...it's what I'm used to. I left home and became who I wanted to be--exactly anyone but a scared little boy who hated life."

He frowned suddenly.

"...I'm not sure what that means, but I don't like it." He said quietly. "Why can't you just be you? I don't get why it's so hard."

"All I really know about me is that God digs him and he's really hot for you," he replied.

He frowned slightly more.

"That's it? But, I know more about you than that."

He laughed.

"Do tell, do tell."

"Well, I mean, you like strawberries and, uhm, your favorite movie is that one with the guy with the scissors, and, also, you really are religious despite the fact that it's hard to believe sometimes, and..." Mars wasn't sure what to say, so he grew silent for a moment. He knew he that he knew more about Priestly than just this.

Priestly kissed him on the lips.

"Yes, but do you know what I want right now?"

He felt his cheeks grow hot.

"...I think so."

He leaned closer and whispered.

"I want to be inside of you, Cyprus."

He couldn't help but shudder. The thought itself was exciting, and it gave him a warm feeling in his stomach.

"Go on, sit down on the bed and make yourself comfortable." He kissed along Mars's neck. "I'm at your service, tonight~"

He nodded quietly, sitting on the bed rather awkwardly. He just couldn't seem to relax, yet.

Priestly chuckled, sitting next to him. His posture was oddly casual.

"Nervous?" he asked gently. "I was nervous too when I first started--it's perfectly fine."

"Of course I'm nervous! I mean, I know we've done some of this before..." He looked away, frowning. "...but that was different."