Unspoken - Tumblr Posts

7 years ago

You always asked me what I wanted. What I wanted was to spill my heart and soul, Tell you every little thought That crossed my mind, Every feeling that entered my heart. But I knew if I did, It meant losing you. That wasn’t something I was prepared to do. So instead, I settled for letting those thoughts Devour my brain, I settled for letting those feelings Eat away at my heart. I guess in the end, It didn’t matter what I did. In the end, I lost myself to you.

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3 years ago

Your heart must be so heavy carrying around all those hidden feelings & unspoken words.

I know because I do it too.


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2 years ago

Always and forever💫💜

Maybe i am always little late, but she is always there waiting. @the-soulwhispers 💜


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4 years ago

Unspoken (Part 2)

It had been a long, agonizing week since Link left Rhett standing in the dorm room. Tensions were high between the two; Link avoided all eye contact with Rhett and it seemed as though Rhett was doing nothing but looking over at Link. 

They hadn't said more than a few words to each other. Link was on the verge of tears every time Rhett spoke or moved or even breathed. 

He was so sure that it was better this way but it was getting harder and harder to convince himself of that. 

He'd laid awake in bed countless nights, thinking about going to the bed underneath him and giving in to the temptation. Crawling on top of Rhett and taking what he wanted, regardless of the consequences.  

‘Just one more time,’ he’d tell himself. But it would never end with one more time. He was addicted and Rhett was his drug. 

Link walked down the path on his way back from the library when it started to sprinkle, he hoped he could make it home before it came a downpour but a few seconds later that thought was flushed away when big rain drops pelted him as he started to run down the sidewalk. 

He finally made it to the dorm room, shielding himself under the narrow awning from the brunt of the rain as he made his way to the door at the end of the building. 

He opened the door, the squeak from it broke the almost palpable tension in the room. Link's skin prickled in goosebumps as soon as he entered. 

Rhett was standing in the middle of the room, his hair damp from an obvious shower with nothing on except a towel tied loosely around his waist. 

Link audibly swallowed around the lump in his throat. It was hard enough fighting the need to be close to Rhett when he was fully clothed, much less half naked and on display. 

"Wh -" he cleared his throat when the words came out as a high squeak. He tried again, "What's, uh, going on?" 

The room was chilly, but it was probably the fact that the rain had soaked through to the deepest layer of Link's clothes, his hoodie hanging heavy on his shoulders from the weight of the water.  

Rhett gave him a casual shrug, "Just got done getting a shower." he said innocently but his gaze being everything but. "Looks like you could use one, too." 

Link was frozen in place, he thought maybe he could step back outside, go back into the storm but he couldn't get his feet to make any sort of move. 

Rhett walked over to Link, damn near sashaying across the room. "You're all wet." Rhett whispered, almost growling the last word. 

"Rhett," Link said in warning, as much to himself as the taller boy. 

Rhett hummed as he brought his hands up and removed Link's backpack, sliding it slowly off his shoulder and letting it fall to the floor with a thud. 

“We shouldn’t…” Link said, though not convincing - even to himself. 

Rhett inched closer, his eyes falling away from Link’s. “Can we just have this? One more time, please?”

Link fell silent, feeling Rhett's warm breath against his cool skin, he gave Rhett a slight nod. Rhett craned his neck down, burying his face in Link’s neck and licking the rain from his throat slowly, ending by his earlobe and teasingly nipping at the soft flesh before backing off again. 

Link’s breath caught in his throat at the action, his skin flushed with heat despite the chill in the room. He looked up to Rhett’s eyes, blown black with lust. How was he ever going to say no to this?

Rhett reached for his jacket, unzipping it slowly and ridding Link of it before peeling the shirt up and over his head, Link let him do what he wanted. If this was the last time, he could at least enjoy it. 

Rhett went for his neck again, quickly traveling in the opposite direction. He sucked and licked and nipped at sensitive skin until the taller boy was almost on his knees in front of Link. 

“Rhett, wait,” Link said suddenly, his shame getting the better of him. Rhett got up from his position on the floor. “I can’t. I’m sorry.” he pressed his hands hard to his face, shielding himself from the look of pity that would surely follow his confession. “It won’t just be one time. I won’t be able to stop.” 

"We don't have to stop," he heard Rhett whisper, big hands pulling his own away from his face and crowding in closer to Link, his mouth barely ghosting over soft lips. 

Rhett’s hands framed Link’s face, his scent filling the air around him, Link drew in a deep breath trying to center himself. It was all so familiar, he couldn’t help himself. Before he made the conscious decision, Link was on him, falling into his arms, their mouths connecting with a hunger he hadn’t felt in too long. 

Somehow, Rhett got them both maneuvered beside the set of bunk beds in the corner of the room. He hurriedly undid Link's wet jeans, reaching a hand in and cupping his half hard cock. 

"Fuck, I missed you, bo." Rhett huffed, his other hand grabbing onto whatever he could, warming Link's cool skin under his touch. 

Link bit his tongue, wanting so bad to tell Rhett how he never wanted any of this to stop. Link peeled himself out of his pants and boxers, discarding them onto the floor. He pushed Rhett onto the bed, his back against the wall and Link climbed onto his lap. 

Rhett's hands gripped at his slim waist as Link balanced himself on Rhett's shoulder, his other hand wrapping around both their cocks, working them in unison. 

Rhett groaned, pulling Link to him and capturing his lips in a rough kiss.  

"Say it. Please, Link." Rhett begged, Link's throat going dry at his desperation. 

"I missed you, Rhett. So much." Link couldn't help the words falling out, all it took was a little coaxing from Rhett and he was saying things he thought he would never be brave enough to speak into existence. But, if this was the last time, he should make it count.  

He worked their shared excitement around, his thumb flicking over the tip in just the right way, drawing a growl from Rhett each time. Rhett's hands venture behind Link, spreading him apart and teasing his hole. 

"I don't want to stop, Link. I can’t stop. This is the only thing that's ever felt right; being here with you." Rhett said, all the words tumbling out at once.  

Link's mind was growing fuzzy. The throbbing deep in his gut pushing him closer and closer to the edge, he couldn't make sense of what Rhett was saying. 

He let out a shameful moan as Rhett's finger breached his tight ring of muscles, barely able to keep his hand moving as he painted Rhett's stomach and cock with come. 

"I love you," Link whispered, Rhett pulling him in and swallowing each of his moans, aftershocks of pleasure pulsing through him. Rhett wrapped his hand around Link's hand, keeping it going until Link felt new warmth spill over onto his fist and felt the tremble of the boy underneath him. 

Link collapsed onto Rhett's shoulder, his heart speeding up as he realized what he’d said. 

"That wasn’t ‘middle of sex I love you’." Rhett said, breaking the silence as their breathing calmed. 

Link lifted himself from Rhett's chest, his mind working a little slower than normal in his blissed out state. “What?” 

“I - “ he looked up to the ceiling like he was trying to remember the word. “ - ‘caught feelings.’ And given what just happened - so did you.”

Link couldn’t help his mouth from falling open. He struggled to put together exactly what Rhett was saying. “Wait, you…” Link stopped himself, certain he must be dreaming. “You meant it?” 

Rhett laughed, “Well, I always meant it,” he chuckled, staring at Link fondly. “But, yes. I love you, Link Neal.”


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