Burning Coldness

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Andrew returned to Nathaniel who was still standing at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for him patiently. Not able to resist his charm, he whispered to his ear, “Not able to stay away from me?” He smirked as he saw Nathaniel blushing at his comment.

“Shall we ascend the stairs?” He took his hand and let him up the stairs towards his room. As soon as they entered the room, Nathaniel pulled him towards himself crushing their lips together. Andrew sighed into the kiss, not fully aware of how he wanted him at this moment.

Nathaniel parted the kiss and looking deeply in his eyes. Andrew had to admit it scared him a bit, this intensity of Nathaniel’s gaze. He could see lust in them but also something else, something that wasn’t there before.

Nathaniel brushed his hair from his face and leaned again, this time slowly, brushing their lips slightly, and inhaling his smell. Andrew closed his eyes, surrendering himself to the sensation. He sneaked his arm around Nathaniel’s waist pulling his closer. They kissed slowly, their lips softly pressing against each other.

There was something different about it today, Andrew felt it, and he liked it. Nathaniel kissed him with such tenderness, as if savoring each moment, allowing them to feel everything to its fullest. Nathaniel lick his lower lip, slowly, sensually, asking for an entrance. Andrew opened his mouth a bit, allowing the kiss to deepened. He loved Nathaniel’s taste. He got used to it, it was so sensual but also, very comforting. He inhaled loudly through his nostrils, his tongue dancing with Nathaniel, their hands gripping each other in want.

As the kiss deepened, Nathaniel led him to the bed, pushing Andrew slightly, laying him down on the bed. He climbed on top of him, and lean in to kiss him again, but making sure not to squish him with his body. Andrew rested his hands on Andrew’s lips, stroking his sides slightly, loving the feeling of Nathaniel on his hands.

They kissed like this for quite a while, not groping each other, just touching, caressing, and exploring each other. Andrew felt Nathaniel’s hands on the buttons of his shirt. His heart started to raise faster than a bullet train as he knew what’s going to happen. It was unusual this way to be felt, but he didn’t think of it now, he let all the worries and inhibitions fade away at the touch of the mesmerizing brunet.

Nathaniel unbuttoned his shirt, never breaking the kiss, and then pulled both of them to take the shirt off. He did it off from Andrew’s slowly, evoking tingles on Andrew’s skin where he touched him.

Nathaniel broke the kiss then, looking straight at Andrew’s eyes, as if searching for something in them. Andrew looked back, and stroked his cheek gently, Nathaniel immediately leaning into the touch and closing his eyes. Andrew smile for the umpteenth time since Nathaniel came.

“Nathaniel.” He whispered, pulling him back in a kiss. Tugging at his shirt slightly, Nathaniel got hint. In a swift move, he pulled his shirt off. Andrew laid back down, his hands trailing on Nathaniel’s stomach. He decided he loved his stomach. It was firm but skin was so soft, so kissable. Nathaniel smirked at him from above, seeing how Andrew mesmerized by his stomach.

“You like it, don’t you?” Nathaniel teased him a bit.

“In fact, I do. I do like every inch of you.” Andrew smirked back at him, lifting himself a bit so he can unclasp his short.

Nathaniel pushed his back on the bed gently. He reached behind his back then and unclasped the short himself. Andrew wanted to touch him, to cup his hardened manhood but Nathaniel caught his hands pinning them above his head.

“It’s my turn tonight, my ice king.” He whispered in his ear huskily. Andrew’s breath caught in his throat, he was beyond excited now. Nathaniel took Andrew’s clothes off slowly, planting little kisses now and then. Andrew tried to gain some control, to touch Nathaniel but the other guy wouldn’t let him. It was weird, being mercy at him like this, he was naked and vulnerable but the way Nathaniel looked at him and kissed him calmed him down, and spread warmness through his body.

He was tingling with expectation of what will happen next. Nathaniel took his last garments, painfully slowly, not breaking the contact with Andrew. He crawled back on the bed then slowly, pressing his naked body against Andrew.

Andrew gasped at the wonderful sensation. Nathaniel kissed him, this time more hungrily, biting his lip in the process. Andrew scratched his back slightly, trailing his fingernails over Nathaniel’s skin.

“Let the game begin.” Nathaniel whispered in his ear, kissing his swollen lips one more time before trailing wet down his neck, halting there for a while licking and nibbling there gently. Andrew couldn’t suppress moans, tilting his neck to give Nathaniel more access to his spot. He wrapped his legs around Nathaniel’s waist, wanting more contact, more friction between them, but Nathaniel gently untangled them, eliciting a whimper of disapproval from Andrew.

“Let me help you sober up.” He purred, sliding down to kiss his chest. He trailed soft kisses down his chest to his tummy, to the line of his pubic bone, making Andrew inhale sharply in expectation. Then he moved back up kissing each of Andrew’s n*****s, and exploring them with his alabaster hands. He circled his finger tip on it, and then taking it in his mouth, licking and sucking on it gently.

Andrew shut his eyes closed at the sensation Nathaniel’s giving to him, arching his back at Nathaniel wanting more of it.

He felt Nathaniel smiling against him, before proceeding on to the other breast.

“Aren’t you done yet?” Andrew moaned loudly, loosing himself in the passion. Suddenly, all the touches stopped. He opened his eyes to see what’s happening, but split second before he did, he felt a hot breath on his needy core. His eyes shot open, looking at Nathaniel who was just inches away from his throbbing center.

“Nathaniel? What are you doing down there?” He called to him softly. Nathaniel was staring at his core, fast breaths hitting him right there. He could feel the moistness in between his legs. He wanted him right now.

“Nathaniel? What are you doing?” He repeated and then his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt Nathaniel’s warm wet tongue touch his.

“For God’s sake!” He gripped the sheets in his fists. Nathaniel gripped his thighs gently to steady him, and then felt another lick, this time trailing the length of him. He closed his eyes, he can’t help it, not even fighting to suppress his moans slipping from his mouth anymore.

Nathaniel was exploring him slowly, gentle on his touch, discovering every part of him down there. But when he felt his tongue on that little bundle of nerves, he lost it completely. He could feel the orgasm building in him, causing his body to twitch at every subsequent lick, and his body to arch in need.

“Nathaniel! For Pete’s sake!” He have had called all saints as he tangled his fingers in Nathaniel’s hair, pushing him more towards his soaking center. Nathaniel still licked, and sucked. He must have gone wild, he thought to himself. He couldn’t help but scream at the intensity of his orgasm, his body arching from the bed, and his hand still gripping Nathaniel’s hair whose head was still buried in his sensitive area.

His body slumped down finally seconds later, his breathing hard and labored. Nathaniel pulled himself up, settling himself in between his legs, and kissed him deeply, allowing him to taste himself on his tongue and mouth.