"You're thinking too hard again." Zorion said as he lead him back to the valley. The sun was down and the night sky was dotted with millions of stars. It was beautiful, dazzling, like walking through a dream. "Is it about us?"
"You shouldn't work yourself up about it so much."
"I can't help it." He pulled Zorion to a stop in front of the cottage. "I...I hate that I'm so scared and insecure. I look at myself sometimes and I feel so useless and cowardly just because of what my parents did to me."
"Renato, that's enough." He took his mate's face in his hands and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. "I can wait for as long as you need me too."
"But I don't want you too, I want you to make love to me, I'm just nervous about my inexperience and what if I react badly or something. I want you so maybe we could just try."
Zorion pressed their foreheads together, letting out a little sigh. "Are you sure?"
"You have to promise me that you will tell me to stop if you need me too. I don't want you to keep going just because you think I need sex to be satisfied."
"Alright." He pulled Renato inside and back into the bedroom. He pressed their lips together, let his hands slip beneath his mate's shirt to brush his skin. He felt goosebumps and smiled, loving Renato was so responsive. "Could I undress you?"
"Y...yeah." He started to pull Renato's shirt off and Renato stopped him. "What's wrong?"
"Just...I don't really think I look that good, I mean compared to you."
"Renato." He forced the amusement out of his voice. There was something adorable about his shyness. "Can I show you something?" Renato nodded and Zorion turned him to face the mirror. "Trust me okay?"
He slowly started to remove his shirt again and once he had it off, he let his fingers trace over his skin, his eyes watching Renato's in the mirror. "How could you think for even a moment that I would find you unattractive? I've never desired someone as much as I do you."