"Baby," Isak moaned, undulating his body with him. "Do you ever think of other guys?"
It was out of nowhere. Even half gasped, half chuckled.
"What?!"
Isak avoided those big eyes.
"It's that I'm the only guy—the only person you have had in bed," Isak's voice was dying. "You think you're missing out? That at some point you'll want to...experiment? It would be reasonable. "
Even sat on him, hands falling over his lap, eyes lost.
"Brutal honest," Isak amended.
"Do—you feel this way?" Even asked looking at his hands.
"Nein," Isak met his eyes, half panicked. "Since I was a little boy all I have ever wanted was to be yours. "
"And I'm yours," Even replied confused. "We're a team of one, right?"
"But what about all those hot guys out there. Or girls? You don't want them?"
"It's not like I don't think other people are hot, of course I do. They just don't have all this appeal?"
"Why not?"
"I can admire the Monalisa, doesn't mean I want to bring it home. To me, that shit first comic book, the one I made will always be immensely more valuable. You get my point?"
"Am I the shit comic book in your metaphor?"
Even laughed, bending down, imprinting his soothing heaviness on Isak's chest.
"You're my Monalisa."
Even chuckled, but it was dying, dying.
"Is there something you want to tell me? You know you can tell me everything, right? I would never be mad at you."
Isak breathed deeply and let go ashamed, "I want to be monogamous."
Even's face was frozen for some seconds before he cracked laughing, cradling Isak's face and pecking him.
"You kill me, Isak," Even spoke fondly. "All the time. I don't want other people, Isak. I have never wanted. You. You're the only one. I'm so in love with you, I don't want anyone who isn't my monkey."
"So we are monogamous?" Isak frowned serious.
"Oh God, stop saying it like this," Even pressed their noses together.
"Like what?" Isak scowled.
"Of course we're monogamous," said Even between their foreheads.
Even raised over him, lifted a finger as if to make a point to a crowd surrounding them, yelling, "In this house, we're all about monogamy!"
"Even! Our neighbors!"
"I bet you won't get up here and scream with me," Even teased him.
"I bet you won't suck my eyebrown as if it was my dick, so..." said Isak unimpressed.
Even's face enlightened, "Oh, Valtersen."
"Get out of me," Isak yelled in anticipation, trying to kick him.
But it was too late, his laughters made him easy target, mushy. And having a guy sucking on his brown wasn't exactly the best antidote for his amusement.
Isak laughed until his stomach hurt, literally hurt. And that was before Even had began moaning like a virgin in the best first time of history.
"You're an affected porn star," Isak spoke, slapping his butt.
"Oh yeah?" Even moaned, thrusting over him, on thin air. "Oh yeah, oh yeah!"
