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At St. Martin's School for Boys [Aember and Mrow]

Oh yes, Nathan could definitely feel Adrian's problem pressing up against him, but that wasn't his first clue that the darker-haired boy wanted this. Nathan could tell from the way he kissed back, the way he moaned, the way he moved. The brunette watched Adrian as his ass pressed back into his hand, which earned it another firm squeeze as Adrian spoke through the kisses. By the time the other man was asking him if he wanted to do this, Nathan very much so wanted it-- a fact that Adrian could, no doubt, feel through his pants.

Plus, the older man could also tell that if he stopped, he'd have one very horny, and possibly angry, Adrian on his hands. And lap. Nathan looked at the younger male and licked his reddened lips, his eyes wanting as they looked into Adrian's face. "Nnn, no. . .You want it, don't you?" Nathan leaned forward to press a lengthened kiss to Adrian's lips, the hand not on the other's ass moving up to tangle in the boy's hair. "So let's do it," he purred, after their lips seperated.

Nathan's hands moved away from Adrian's ass and hair in order to grab the hem of his shirt and tug it up, over the expanse of soft-skinned chest and over Adrian's head. It was tossed to the side once off, completely forgotten. Nathan's hands took that time to press hotly against the other's pecs, feeling the skin there before moving his hands down Adrian's stomach to the crotch of his pants. One hand cupped Adrian through them, and massaged in a firm manner.
 
Well, that was definitely a good thing, Nathan feeling him like this. Because Adrian could feel Nathan like this, and it gave him a feeling of... Importance. He felt important to the older male. He felt like his appearance and their sudden talking made everything alright, at least long enough for them to agree on fucking. Adrian hadn't felt so happy in years. He hadn't felt a kiss or a touch for that long either. He realized now that it was far too hard to do without. And his ass... Well it definitely enjoyed the squeezes that Nathan was applying to it.

Adrian wouldn't be angry... He had thought about it for about a second, and there were alternatives. Like them sucking each other off, just making out, jacking off together, or Adrian punching Nathan in the face. Yeah, those all sounded like great options. His lips were getting very red now, likely from all the passionate kissing they were doing. He thought it funny that he'd be happy if his lips got bruised from kissing, but only from Nathan's kisses. "I want it so bad Nathan... So damn bad. I've missed you for so fucking long..." They were pitiful little noises, indicating his words were completely true.

Normally he had been awkward about such moments, ones where he was exposed. But with Nathan it was so damn natural. He loved it. He raised his arms to help Nathan take his shirt off, then rested them around the other's neck, enjoying the touches that he was receiving. His muscles weren't clearly cut or defined, but to the touch they were just perfect. Powerful but still comfortable. The hand at his crotch was unexpected, and caused Adrian to let out another yelp, but this time he leaned his head in the crook of Nathan's neck, eyes half-lidded and lips parted in a sensual moan.
 
That's pretty much how it was-- they had at least spoken enough where they could agree on fucking, but after the initial rush of attraction that came from not seeing one another in years? Oh, who knew? Everything could go wonderfully. Their relationship could mend, they could start over, they could be happy-- or there could be some anger, there could be some resentment, there could be some bitterness all left over: moths eating away at the fabric of the relationship.

But all such worries were out of Nathan's head in a millisecond when Adrian looked down at him with red, bruised, kissable lips and made such pitiful keening sounds along with begging for the act to take place. It sent a shiver down Nathan's spine and his hand groped Adrian's crotch once more before his hands moved to unfasten the button to the other's jeans. Hurridly, Nathan shifted his weight so that all of a sudden Adrian was on his back beneath Nathan, and the older man was tugging his pants down his slim body.

Once the pants were off, Nathan took a moment to look down at Adrian's nearly-naked body. The muscles that he could feel under the skin could be barely seen, and they gave a harder look to Adrian's body than Nathan had remembered. It was really attractive. Licking his lips, Nathan dipped down to press a hot kiss to Adrian's mouth, feeding passion through the connection.
 
Adrian planned on it all going beautifully. Things could be fix, mended, perfected. They could make everything better by this simple act. It would be like everything bad that had happened... It would be like none of that even existed! But when it was over, things would fall back down again. Things would be cracked, broken, and they'd have to fix them. Adrian's brain hadn't yet let him in on this little fact. Because with all the things that had happened anger was bound to still be there, but not at the person, simply for the situation.

He found it strange how even more after lips were kissed, when they were bruised and red and swollen, that he wanted to kiss them even more. Nathan's were like that, and he had the biggest fucking urge to just kiss him, just like Nathan had for his. Adrian was a complete mess when Nathan groped him again. Nobody had touched him... Even Adrian himself found it hard to masturbate, so such attention was very, very appreciated.

He shivered when Nathan had them switch positions so fast. How... Erotic. The male helped with the removing of the pants, he wanted them off. He ached with how confining they were. Now that he was basically stripped of his clothing, he pressed hotly into the kiss, letting out a purr. But his hands moved up to Nathan's shirt, and he began unbuttoning the front of it, only to give up and tug it off over their heads, a difficult task it proved to be.
 
Even though the kiss was amazing, Nathan had to break apart from it and pull back before Adrian ripped his shirt in attempts to get it off. He sat up, straddling Adrian's legs, and unbuttoned his shirt with just a bit of fumbling before pulling it off, along with the wifebeater he wore underneath. Both were thrown to the side, and his hands then moved down to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants.

This-- well, Nathan wasn't so graceful at this. He tipped over to the side and slipped his pants off his legs, struggling only at getting it down over his hips. Once they were kicked off he pulled his body back over top of Adrian's, putting his hands on either side of the other's head. His lips covered Adrian's and once more the hot kiss was resumed. Sometime during the kiss Nathan pulled his legs back over Adrian's hips so their boxer-covered arousals could press together slightly, offering some friction. A low moan left Nathan's throat.

The urge to take more of Adrian overwhelmed Nathan, and soon he found himself kissing along the other's jaw, down his throat, leaving a few reddening marks where he bit and nipped the skin. All past posessiveness that he felt over Adrian returned in a rush, and in his head he found himself repeating the mantra, "Mine." It was animalistic. Soon Nathan's lips met Adrian's nipple, and his tongue and teeth worked one while his fingers worked the other. However, his hips were raised in such a position, offering no further relief to either one of them.
 
Adrian would have paid for a new shirt for Nathan if he tore the one the other had on now... It was definitely worth it. It'd be a fucking small price to pay for three years of not seeing Nathan. Not seeing Nathan like -this.- Oh, this had to be the best damn thing in the world. There was an obvious pleased look in Adrian's eyes when the shirt was finally removed. His hands moved automatically to trace over the muscles, even under the wifebeater. But he was even happier when that was removed. His fingers savored every crease, and acted like this might be the last time they ever touched human flesh.

A small laugh left Adrian's lips as the other tried pulling off his clothes. How cute... It was cute, how desperate they were. But when Nathan got back to kissing him and pressing on top of him, Adrian didn't mind that either. Now that was cute too. No, not cute. Fucking hot. Nathan was smoking. Adrian always felt semi-inadequate in the other's presence. But such thoughts left him when he felt their cocks press against each other, even through fabric.

Adrian didn't mind the attention he was getting. Nathan's lips on his skin were absolutely heavenly. He hadn't felt something of that nature... WEll, it didn't matter. He felt it now, that's all that fucking mattered. But the way that Nathan suddenly bit him made Adrian jump slightly. He wouldn't mind the marks. They would be good reminders. They were a good thing. He was Nathan's. He always had been. A sudden intake of breath took him with the other's lips at his nipple. "Nathan... Ahh." His eyes fluttered, and he bucked his hips up in an attempt to get more attention to them.
 
Hearing his name come out of Adrian's lips was heavenly, to put it lightly. Nathan had never heard a more beautiful plea, and it sent shocks right through his body, down his spine, straight to his cock. He groaned around Adrian's nipple and lightly nibbled on it before he switched his mouth to the other nipple. Although he knew that Adrian wanted friction on his cock, Nathan was having much, much more fun making the younger man writhe beneath him.

Once sufficient attention had been paid to Adrian's lovely nipples, Nathan's mouth continued its journey downwards, lapping and nipping at every contour of Adrian's body. When he arrived at the navel, Nathan languishly tongue-fucked it, mimicking what he so wanted to do to Adrian's body. But he was taking things slowly, making sure to savour the boy underneath him like a fine wine that he wouldn't dare swill afterwards.

Eventually Nathan's lips arrived at the waistband of Adrian's boxers. He nipped at the other's hipbones before using his fingers to draw down the younger male's shorts, revealing his arousal. Nathan tugged the boxers down Adrian's legs then tossed them to the side before reaching his hand up and gently pressing Adrian's cock down to his belly, applying firm pressure on the shaft as his head dipped down to allow his tongue to lave around the base of his cock.
 
Adrian didn't think his voice was much. In fact, he was more wanting to hear Nathan's voice, hear him speak, hear him moan in pleasure, hear him grunt. Anything. Just to make this all the more real. He wanted to make sure his mind wasn't fucking him over, just like it had done times before. Times when he thought he saw Nathan out of the corner of his eye. Or Dustin. Or Lawrence. But those last two were disturbing and hurt him. The thought of Nathan was like a fucking nuclear explosion, obliterating his heart completely. But now that Nathan was here...

Now he had to pick up the pieces, like some poor Japanese man that had lost everything, but now had to put what was left back together again. Adrian knew that it wasn't going to be an easy job. And he almost felt sorry for Nathan. But he was like nature. Within a few days, hopefully there would be weeks growing again, sprouts of trees. He could definitely help in the process.

But with each touch and nip at his skin, it seemed like that man picking up the pieces was working ultra fast, maybe even at the speed of light. What Adrian had before was quickly growing back. The boy's back arched up in attempts to get more of that contact to his skin that he so craved. But Nathan was giving him a hard time of it. Nathan was teasing him. And while Adrian felt like he would rather be more like a shot of vodka, quick to swallow, deep down he wanted the teasing. It made it more real than a quick fuck could.

He felt so needy then. His kiss-bruised lips were parted in attempts to suck in air that just didn't want to enter his lungs. "N-Nathan..." He could hardly sit still for two seconds to savor that feeling. "Nnhh... Fuck. I haven't-Ahh..." His hand traveled down and he placed it softly atop the other's head.
 
Adrian didn't think his voice was much. In fact, he was more wanting to hear Nathan's voice, hear him speak, hear him moan in pleasure, hear him grunt. Anything. Just to make this all the more real. He wanted to make sure his mind wasn't fucking him over, just like it had done times before. Times when he thought he saw Nathan out of the corner of his eye. Or Dustin. Or Lawrence. But those last two were disturbing and hurt him. The thought of Nathan was like a fucking nuclear explosion, obliterating his heart completely. But now that Nathan was here...

Now he had to pick up the pieces, like some poor Japanese man that had lost everything, but now had to put what was left back together again. Adrian knew that it wasn't going to be an easy job. And he almost felt sorry for Nathan. But he was like nature. Within a few days, hopefully there would be weeks growing again, sprouts of trees. He could definitely help in the process.

But with each touch and nip at his skin, it seemed like that man picking up the pieces was working ultra fast, maybe even at the speed of light. What Adrian had before was quickly growing back. The boy's back arched up in attempts to get more of that contact to his skin that he so craved. But Nathan was giving him a hard time of it. Nathan was teasing him. And while Adrian felt like he would rather be more like a shot of vodka, quick to swallow, deep down he wanted the teasing. It made it more real than a quick fuck could.

He felt so needy then. His kiss-bruised lips were parted in attempts to suck in air that just didn't want to enter his lungs. "N-Nathan..." He could hardly sit still for two seconds to savor that feeling. "Nnhh... Fuck. I haven't-Ahh..." His hand traveled down and he placed it softly atop the other's head.
 
Sure, it might have been cruel to tease Adrian after so long of not seeing the boy, but Nathan really couldn't help himself. His lover just sounded too enticing while whimpering and keening.

After teasing Adrian to hell and back and then fucking him into the mattress, Nathan and Adrian both came. Over the course of the night, there were many 'happy endings.' But the happiest ending is that they lived happily ever after.

FIN. xD
 
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