The water rippled around Argis as Nikolai joined him. He glanced at the younger man, "You're too quiet for your own good. Too much like a damned cat."
Nikolai laughed, "It's never done me wrong." He slipped beneath the water, surfacing quickly beside him with a happy sigh. "This feels wonderful."
"Not quite like home but it'll do," Argis smiled.
"True enough," Nikolai replied, "but out here we're able to enjoy ourselves." He circled behind Argis and wrapped his arms around him. Nikolai could feel the kneejerk tensing in his body but it seemed to vanish just as fast. He smiled against Argis' neck, "Wouldn't feel too comfortable doing this with prying eyes, now would you?"
Argis lowered his head slightly, "I suppose not." He took in a steady breath as Nikolai's hands moved. He watched them; watched as they trailed lazily over chest before one hand slipped beneath the water's surface. Argis' breath caught in his throat and happy hum escape his companion. "What are you doing?"
"I think it's kinda obvious."
"We're outside."
"There's no one around to see us."
Argis knew he couldn’t deny that and even if he tried there was little doubt that Nikolai would have listened. Rather than argue against it he told himself to relax. He could feel the smile on Nikolai’s lips that submerged hand slipped beneath the scrap of clothing that separated them. A contented sigh escaped Argis. While he was still getting used to the idea of being married to a man there was no point in denying the fact that, that very man knew how to please him.
“Lean against me,” Nikolai whispered.
All Argis could do was comply. He let himself be used and lost himself in the sensation of Nikolai’s hand. It was the first time something like this had happened since the two left Riften. He knew that the young Nord was holding himself back and that he had wanted something more than holding his hand while they slipped through the wilderness. Argis had to admit that he was beginning to want more than that as well. His dreams had been plagued with the memories of their wedding night and it was becoming difficult to get a decent night’s sleep.
Nikolai said nothing as he slowly stroked Argis. He kissed the man’s neck and listened to the sounds that escaped him. Argis leaned into him more, a stray hand slipping up and holding Nikolai in place at the nape of his neck. Nikolai smiled slightly as the man’s head lolled against his shoulder as he moaned. There was quip in his thoughts but Nikolai pushed it away, knowing that it would ruin the moment.
The fingers at Nikolai’s neck flexed, almost clawing at his skin as Argis’ jaw tensed. With a knowing smile the young Nord pumped his hand faster. He could feel Argis’ hips buck and the tension in him grow. The man came with a roar that echoed through the still afternoon, slumping against Nikolai who held without a complaint.
“And you worried about being seen,” Nikolai whispered.
Argis gave a weary laugh, “I suppose you’re right.”
Nikolai stroked Argis’ damp hair with a smile, “Let’s get out of the water. I don’t know about you but I am hungry.”
“Eat?” Argis craned his neck to look Nikolai in the eye, “What about-”
“Let’s just say you owe me one.”
Argis was grateful for those words but in the back of his mind he wondered exactly what Nikolai meant.
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Re: My Favorite Drinking Buddy (1b/?)
Date: 2013-07-28 06:26 pm (UTC)The water rippled around Argis as Nikolai joined him. He glanced at the younger man, "You're too quiet for your own good. Too much like a damned cat."
Nikolai laughed, "It's never done me wrong." He slipped beneath the water, surfacing quickly beside him with a happy sigh. "This feels wonderful."
"Not quite like home but it'll do," Argis smiled.
"True enough," Nikolai replied, "but out here we're able to enjoy ourselves." He circled behind Argis and wrapped his arms around him. Nikolai could feel the kneejerk tensing in his body but it seemed to vanish just as fast. He smiled against Argis' neck, "Wouldn't feel too comfortable doing this with prying eyes, now would you?"
Argis lowered his head slightly, "I suppose not." He took in a steady breath as Nikolai's hands moved. He watched them; watched as they trailed lazily over chest before one hand slipped beneath the water's surface. Argis' breath caught in his throat and happy hum escape his companion. "What are you doing?"
"I think it's kinda obvious."
"We're outside."
"There's no one around to see us."
Argis knew he couldn’t deny that and even if he tried there was little doubt that Nikolai would have listened. Rather than argue against it he told himself to relax. He could feel the smile on Nikolai’s lips that submerged hand slipped beneath the scrap of clothing that separated them. A contented sigh escaped Argis. While he was still getting used to the idea of being married to a man there was no point in denying the fact that, that very man knew how to please him.
“Lean against me,” Nikolai whispered.
All Argis could do was comply. He let himself be used and lost himself in the sensation of Nikolai’s hand. It was the first time something like this had happened since the two left Riften. He knew that the young Nord was holding himself back and that he had wanted something more than holding his hand while they slipped through the wilderness. Argis had to admit that he was beginning to want more than that as well. His dreams had been plagued with the memories of their wedding night and it was becoming difficult to get a decent night’s sleep.
Nikolai said nothing as he slowly stroked Argis. He kissed the man’s neck and listened to the sounds that escaped him. Argis leaned into him more, a stray hand slipping up and holding Nikolai in place at the nape of his neck. Nikolai smiled slightly as the man’s head lolled against his shoulder as he moaned. There was quip in his thoughts but Nikolai pushed it away, knowing that it would ruin the moment.
The fingers at Nikolai’s neck flexed, almost clawing at his skin as Argis’ jaw tensed. With a knowing smile the young Nord pumped his hand faster. He could feel Argis’ hips buck and the tension in him grow. The man came with a roar that echoed through the still afternoon, slumping against Nikolai who held without a complaint.
“And you worried about being seen,” Nikolai whispered.
Argis gave a weary laugh, “I suppose you’re right.”
Nikolai stroked Argis’ damp hair with a smile, “Let’s get out of the water. I don’t know about you but I am hungry.”
“Eat?” Argis craned his neck to look Nikolai in the eye, “What about-”
“Let’s just say you owe me one.”
Argis was grateful for those words but in the back of his mind he wondered exactly what Nikolai meant.