Justin is back at his home his Rich mansion house in 1950s he snug trayvon his black African-American boyfriend into his gorgeous little pink secret room he has in his room his dad trayvon said man Justin man babe your whole room is like girly girly fine pink wall Pink rug stuffed animals everywhere
Trayvon kisses Justin passionately
Justin wraps his arms around Trayvon's neck, pulling him closer. He kisses him back passionately, their lips moving together in a dance of desire. They both let out soft sighs and moans, losing themselves in each other's embrace.
Trayvon chuckles lightly "Yeah, babe. It's...different."
Justin pouts “you don’t like it?”
Trayvon smirked You love it though, admit it.
Justin: well I mean... I do love it, just a little.
Trayvon looks around damn bruh this is a whole ass pink room
Justin giggles yeah I know it's so girly lol
Trayvon smiles "It's cool, I ain't never seen nothin' like this before."
Justin said with a proud smile on his face "I know right! I made this room all by myself and I made this all girly and I got a pink carpet and pink walls and pink stuffed animals everywhere I got my own little pink fridge and I got my own little pink tv I got everything pink in this room"
Trayvon giggles You really went all out with this, didn't you?
Justin says that yep I did I just love pink okay it's my favorite color and I love the pink room it's cute and comfy and it's so pretty I like it and it's a secret from my dad too
Trayvon hugs Justin tightly I missed you so much!
Justin smiles and hugs Trayvon back tightly, burying his face in Trayvon's chest I missed you too, babe! I can't wait to spend some time with you alone.
Trayvon hugs Justin, rubbing his back soothingly. "It's okay, babe. Let it out."
Justin clings to Trayvon tightly, burying his face in his chest as he cries. "I just... I just feel so trapped," he whispers, his voice shaky. "My dad is so strict and controlling, and I can't be myself around him. I can't be with you."
Trayvon kisses Justin passionately
Justin kisses Trayvon back, pressing his body against him and wrapping his arms around Trayvon's neck. He pulls away momentarily, panting slightly, and looks into Trayvon's eyes.
"I love you, Trayvon."
Trayvon looks around “Damn, Justin…this is…a lot.”
Justin chuckles softly, a hint of embarrassment in his voice. "Yeah, I guess it is a bit much. But it's my space, you know? A place where I can just be me without judgment."
Trayvon looks around Damn, Justin, this room is straight outta a fairy tale. You really went all out, didn't ya?
Justin blushes and twirls around, showing off his outfit.
Justin: "Well, a boy's gotta have a space where he can unleash his fabulous side, you know? Besides, it's not just a room, it's my sanctuary! A place where I can be me, unapologetically."
Trayvon hugs Justin I love this room! It's so...you.
Justin smiles and giggles
Justin: I know, right? I just love pink. It's my favorite color. Plus, it matches my personality so well. I'm glad you like it, babe.
Trayvon kisses Justin on the cheek I love this room
Justin smiles and blushes "I'm glad you like it, baby. It's my special sanctuary where we can be ourselves and have some privacy."
Trayvon hugs Justin I love this room. It reminds me of you, baby.
Justin blushes and smiles, "I'm glad you like it, baby. It's my little sanctuary where I can be myself and think about you all the time."
Trayvon smirked You love it, don't ya?
Justin said that I love my room it so beautiful and it's so girly and pretty and it's so romantic in here it's like a pink wonderland and my room is perfect for me and my black boyfriend