"Seems like we might have to sneak around more often," Nikolai breathed, "if we want to have some time to ourselves."
Argis released his hold on the man's hair and captured his mouth with a smile. "We wouldn't be the first ones to do so."
"Too true."
Nikolai ran his hands over Argis' chest, wanting nothing more than to free him of his clothes. He decided against it realizing the man would be embarrassed beyond belief if they were to be caught, unlikely as it was. He bit at the man's lip as he slid his hands lower. Nikolai could feel Argis tense with the anticipation and heard the change in the man's breath. He smiled lazily as he found the warrior straining against his pants.
"Looks like you're more than ready to have a go," Nikolai said softly, running a hand along Argis' clothed length.
"I can't seem to help it right now."
A chuckle escaped Nikolai as Argis kissed his neck once more, "Well then, would you be willing to try something?"
"Perhaps."
Nikolai could hear the hesitation in Argis' voice. "You do owe me," he murmured, squeezing the man playfully.
Argis fought back a moan, biting the young man's shoulder in response. "That seems like an underhanded way to get what you want."
"Never said it was fair."
"Tell me what it is before I decide to take things into my own hands."
"I want you on your knees." Nikolai could see the blush of embarrassment rise quickly in the man's face as he pulled back. He met Argis' unsure gaze and smiled in hopes that it would reassure him. "I promise this won't be a horrible experience."
Argis' brow knitted in concern and for a moment he looked away. It felt like a lifetime of waiting for the seasoned warrior to respond but when he did Nikolai felt a wave of excitement wash over him. Argis slowly dropped to his knees and looked up at his companion. Nikolai slipped off the railing, eyes trained on Argis; this was a sight to behold. This well trained warrior, a man who, before that month, knew nothing about being with another man, was kneeling before him waiting for what was to come.
Nikolai told himself he needed to take this slow. There was no point in rushing it and little good would come from making Argis more uncomfortable than he was. 'Besides,' Nikolai thought, ' taking this slow will only make it better.'
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Re: Home Again (2e/?)
Date: 2013-08-28 10:03 pm (UTC)Argis released his hold on the man's hair and captured his mouth with a smile. "We wouldn't be the first ones to do so."
"Too true."
Nikolai ran his hands over Argis' chest, wanting nothing more than to free him of his clothes. He decided against it realizing the man would be embarrassed beyond belief if they were to be caught, unlikely as it was. He bit at the man's lip as he slid his hands lower. Nikolai could feel Argis tense with the anticipation and heard the change in the man's breath. He smiled lazily as he found the warrior straining against his pants.
"Looks like you're more than ready to have a go," Nikolai said softly, running a hand along Argis' clothed length.
"I can't seem to help it right now."
A chuckle escaped Nikolai as Argis kissed his neck once more, "Well then, would you be willing to try something?"
"Perhaps."
Nikolai could hear the hesitation in Argis' voice. "You do owe me," he murmured, squeezing the man playfully.
Argis fought back a moan, biting the young man's shoulder in response. "That seems like an underhanded way to get what you want."
"Never said it was fair."
"Tell me what it is before I decide to take things into my own hands."
"I want you on your knees." Nikolai could see the blush of embarrassment rise quickly in the man's face as he pulled back. He met Argis' unsure gaze and smiled in hopes that it would reassure him. "I promise this won't be a horrible experience."
Argis' brow knitted in concern and for a moment he looked away. It felt like a lifetime of waiting for the seasoned warrior to respond but when he did Nikolai felt a wave of excitement wash over him. Argis slowly dropped to his knees and looked up at his companion. Nikolai slipped off the railing, eyes trained on Argis; this was a sight to behold. This well trained warrior, a man who, before that month, knew nothing about being with another man, was kneeling before him waiting for what was to come.
Nikolai told himself he needed to take this slow. There was no point in rushing it and little good would come from making Argis more uncomfortable than he was. 'Besides,' Nikolai thought, ' taking this slow will only make it better.'