"Shh." Jonathan whispered gently as he felt Edward's voice through his chest, close and feeling the other in every possible way. There was something so beautiful about being close to someone he actually liked. To feel their warmth, their life, to hear their voice talking only to him. He shuddered at that only, in pleasure and not discomfort.

He moved closer and wrapped an arm around Edward, lying against the bed now and just bring Edward closer to his chest. He could smell him much closer now, he was a mixture of his cologne and his sweat. It was exciting.

Talking almost ruined the tentative moment that he had, but he knew that Edward would kick him off any moment and call him a weirdo. So he wanted to full enjoy it for a moment or two before it ended.