You Are Hot Then You Are Cold

Vol 3 - Side Story 1: One day (1)

Karlyle opens his eyes as a feeling of drowsy warmth seeps through his skin. Sunlight streams through the white curtain. The cozy ivory light runs down the clean wall. But his sleepiness does not go away at once. As he slowly lifts his eyelids, something catches his eyes. A clear lake-like blue, and a slightly lighter gray than his eyes. They are Ash’s eyes.

“... Ash.”

Quietly calling out his name in a low, locked voice, Karlyle opens his eyes. Like cream melting, Karlyle is speechless for a moment. In terms of time alone, even after half a year, he hasn’t been immune to Ash's smile.

“Are you awake?”

Ash naturally runs his hand through Karlyle's hair. His disheveled hair gently curls around Ash’s fingers. Ash then slowly moves his hand down to his face. Rubbing gently around his ear, he lovingly sweeps his thumb on his cheek. Gradually, Karlyle's sleepiness fades away, making room for some bewildering excitement.

“When did you wake up?”

Karlyle asks quietly. This time Ash's fingers touch his lips. His index finger gently runs along his slightly dry lips. It’s ticklish. Gradually, his body tenses up, a faint heat forms in his lower abdomen. His lips twitch.

“A little while ago.” Ash answers.

If so, was Ash watching him sleep during that time? Apart from the excitement building up, he also feels shy.

“... Are you not bored?”

“Not at all.”

Ash's fingers that have been stroking his lips poke inward. A finger touches the damp inside. Karlyle leans towards Ash without realizing it. One of his hands, which's been holding Ash's hand during sleep, is still inside the blanket. As they clasp their hands and lie facing each other, Ash smiles.

“The way Lyle slept was so pretty… I didn’t want to wake you up.”

His finger slowly rubs on the inside of his lips. He can feel Ash’s finger gradually getting drenched in his saliva. His lips slowly part. And Ash gently digs his fingers in the gap. Then he presses down on his tongue. A long, low, burning breath escapes his mouth, and Ash pulls his fingers. It feels the same as when he sucks Ash's dick. Unconsciously, Karlyle puts his tongue under Ash's fingers and closes his lips. Ash stops his fingers. His smile seems to subside.

“Pretty… and naughty, too.”

Hm? What are you eating and being so naughty? Ash whispers and glues their bodies together. Karlyle lowers his eyes, feeling somewhat shy even after acting like that on his own. But he doesn’t let go of Ash's fingers. He moves his tongue slowly and sucks it deliciously.

His legs are entangled in the blanket. Ash's firm leg slides between his thighs. His cock, which has been erect for a long time, is making its presence known under his dross. Ash rubs his thigh on his underwear. "Huh, urgh", the movement gradually accelerates as his moans leak out. As the stimulus increases, Karlyle lets out a wet breath and spits Ash’s fingers out. But Ash doesn’t allow him.

“You have to keep sucking.”

His voice, whispering softly, is sweet and has a strange power. As if being possessed, Karlyle places his wet fingers back into his mouth. The saliva-drenched fingers, far from being dirty, are so lewd that he can’t resist. Something tickles inside him.

“Uhm… like that.”

Now he feels like he is really sucking Ash’s dick. With disheveled eyes, Karlyle gradually becomes absorbed in the act. He can feel the heat going through his brain. He moves his waist to fit Ash’s thigh. Looking at him with hooded eyes, Ash pulls out his fingers.