What makes me different?

Lynn looked at Dexter and nodded. Dexter was completely shocked by that and he couldn't even imagine what happened there. At the same time, he was also jealous out of nowhere.

"Oh... Uh... I'm... I'm sorry for you."

"No need to be sorry. It wasn't your fault. Just don't do anything else than what you're doing now and you'll be fine."

There were some moments of silence between them where they just stood and glanced at each other. Lynn looked like he wanted to do something, but he hesitated.

Finally, after some seconds, Lynn's face approaches Dexter's. They were just at some inches away and their lips almost touched.

"Can I do it?" Lynn asked.

Dexter placed his hands on his chest and answered: "Yes... You can do it."

Lynn then leaned closer until their lips touched. Dexter liked the feeling of Lynn's lips over his and it sent shivers down his spine.

The kiss was getting even more intense while Dexter's whole body was shivering from the pleasure.

Lynn broke the kiss after some moments and looked down. "You're already hard just by kissing?"

He smiled. For the first time, he smiled. And it wasn't a fake smile. It felt... Natural. Dexter's heart was melting into Lynn's hands.

"I... I guess so... What are you going to do about it?" Dexter asked.

Lynn's sweet smile turned into a big smirk. "You made a huge mistake asking that."

Dexter started shivering more than before as Lynn started to kiss him again while his hands were only on Dexter's body. He wasn't letting him leave without doing something about that little stubborn boy who was in front of him.

The kisses were getting even more intense while Dexter's moans were getting louder. Lynn was enjoying the moments when he could consider Dexter only his.

Those were also some moments when Dexter couldn't understand anything. He was still confused about Lynn, why was he sometimes good and sometimes bad, or maybe why would he sell Dexter off and then he would save him. He had so many questions inside his head, but he decided to enjoy the moment the two just had.

Lynn's hands started slowly to go under Dexter's shirt while he was completely shivering. From reflexes, Dexter placed his hands on Lynn's, signing him to stop.

"I-I'm sorry... it's... too much." Dexter tried to speak.

"Huh? But Louis always touches you, I guess, and you stay without any problem. So, why's not like that with me too?" Lynn asked confused while looking deep into Dexter's eyes.

"I... I don't know... You can't compare yourself to that monster..."

"But you earlier said with your mouth that I'm exactly like him. Make me understand, Dexy."

At the nickname Lynn just used, Dexter's heart skipped a beat. It sounded better if Lynn said it.

"Oh... well... You know what I mean by the same. Both of you are killers, with absolutely no mercy. Both of you are cruel and have the same look in your eyes: indifferent and cold. When something doesn't go as you please, both of you need to do about it. That's what I mean by the same."

Lynn raised his eyebrow and then smirked. "Is that so? Then, what makes the touch of my hands different from his? What makes my passion for you different from his? Explain."

Dexter remained speechless for some moments like he didn't believe that Lynn just asked him that.

"W-what do you mean what's different? Everything is different. You are more passionate and you show more affection than he does. Everything about you at this point makes it different from him."

"Mhm... I understand..." he said while thinking. He pulled his hands away from Dexter and then he placed them on his face.

"Tell me, Dexy, did he ever kiss you?" Lynn asked and he seemed pretty serious about this.

"Why do we need to have this conversation? Why are you even asking me that? And if he did, is none of your business."

Lynn raised his eyebrow, almost laughing. "None of my business, you say? Answer my question and then I'll tell you why it is my business."

"Oh well... He didn't kiss me. You got your answer. If you don't believe me, you can ask him too."

"No need. Your answer is enough. Everything you do with him is part of my business because I'm the one who dragged you into this. I'm the one who saved you from your ex and brought you here."

There were some moments of silence between the two, until Lynn breaks it: "So? Shall we continue what we started?"

"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Dexter asked confused, but also a bit scared.

Lynn's hands were still on Dexter's face, which made him feel a bit awkward. He blushed for some seconds before Lynn leaned in and kissed him again, as passionately and deeply as before.

The affection the two felt for each other was inexplicable. They were in love with each other, but they still didn't realize that completely. We can say that, at that moment, Lynn was more than sure that he felt, for the first time, something very different about his victim.

Something stronger and also very sweet about Dexter. He had the impression that Dexter saw in him more than his character and personality showed, he saw inside him, inside his heart. That made Lynn feel more love for Dexter.

Aside from all the sweet and nice moments they had that night, Lynn felt that something wasn't at its place and that something bad was about to happen sooner or later.