Feed the fire

- CHAPTER 2 -

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The dimness of the room made the scene feel even more inviting. The small lamp Robert had found earlier was the only light source; its glowing flame creating dancing shadows on the plain, greyish walls.

'You could've just asked...' a small shiver traveled through my back as I spoke.

Robert stayed silent. He turned his back on me as he rinsed his face, careful not to let too much water get on his tangled locks. My jeans were getting tighter and tighter in the crotch area, hugging my most sensitive parts, revealing the outline of my stinging arousal. I was genuinely aiming to have a chat and work things out, but Robert wasn't helping me at all, cautiously rubbing soap all over himself in a not-so-subtle attempt at teasing. It was obviously deliberate; the bastard knew the effect he had on me. Surrendering to my first instinct, I unbuckled my belt, and slowly worked my way through the buttons of my shirt. I could see him peek over his shoulder - unable to resist looking at me as I stripped. He could've told me to piss off, but he didn't.

When I stepped into the shower and was immediately startled with the awful sting of freezing water on my skin. I took a step backwards, almost tripping over my own feet.

'F-fuck's sake why is it so cold?!'

Robert turned over to face me. He peered at my bare lengthening shaft, biting his bottom lip before facing away one more time. 'The power outage, I suppose. It won't heat up.'

Invading my best friend's alone time in the shower proved itself to be a bit less enjoyable than I initially thought it would, but I was determined to exploit the tension building under the flesh.

I softly brushed my fingers on his ribs, riding down to his plump thighs before pressing my body against his. He didn't resist, but his approach wasn't especially warm either. I wasn't sure whether the atmosphere was still tense between us, or if he was simply playing hard-to-get. Eager to find out, I gently tilted his head backwards to look at his face. He sighed when I grasped his jaw - temptingly unlocked and smeared with red.

Robert was - and still his - he only man I ever felt attracted to. His undeniable good looks along with his peculiar but endearing personality compelled me to open my mind, allowing me to discover pleasures unlike anything that I've ever experienced with women. Seeing him so vulnerable and exposed always triggered lewd impulses in me. I vaguely fantasized about throwing him against the shower wall to rail him mercilessly, but I quickly got rid of that idea. I wanted to surprise him by combatting my usual ruthless nature.

I buried my nose in the crook of his neck and lost myself in his distinct scent, taking him off guard by granting him with feather-like kisses. I sucked at his extended skin, using my teeth gently and being rewarded with a gorgeous, low exhale in return. I could see him softening up in my palm, despite his best attempt at keeping his severe, hard front. I was shivering, and I couldn't tell if it was due to the less-than-ideal water temperature or from the desire growing in the pit of my stomach. Probably a bit of both.

Undoubtedly impatient to relieve himself from his straining hard-on, Robert turned around and held our bodies together, tightly pressing our firm dicks between our stomachs. I could've stayed like that forever, simply enjoying the warmth of his body and the feeling provided by wet proximity... I pressed our damp lips together and just as I suspected, he didn't resist and eagerly darted his tongue inside my mouth and pulled at my scruffy hair to deepen the kiss.

Robert can play the perfectly obedient role surprisingly well, despite being a romantic. Some nights when I drove back to my flat after another good fuck, I caught myself feeling guilty about it. He was so eager to please, and me being a selfish fool, I took all of it and gave the bare minimum in return.

We made out for a while under the showerhead, somewhat making us forget about our skin getting numb. Robert broke the kiss and got down on his knees, slowly starting to slide his tongue along my hipbone, lingering dangerously close to my cock. When I looked down to admire the sight, I noticed he had started to become flaccid - falling victim to the irritating lack of heat. I joined him on my knees and removed his hands from my toned buttcheeks, gently stopping him from doing what he intended to. Robert looked at me confused.

'...Since when do you refuse getting head...?'

'I'm not...' I gently took his trembling bottom lip between my teeth. 'Let's get out of here before, mh?'

Not without a few yearning touches, we finished washing ourselves off and stepped out of the shower. Robert put on an oversized white shirt, but didn't bother putting anything else underneath. Sheer irresistible. The thin material wasn't hiding much, sending my mind into another dark corner... I was fairly certain he had every intention to follow me to the bedroom, so properly dressing up was far from necessary.

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Robert clung to my naked body as we moved towards the master bedroom, but then stopped halfway through the corridor to whisper in my ear.

'Do you mind if we settle down by the fire instead? Might warm up easier...'

I suppressed a laugh. How much more cliché could he be? Nevertheless, his request was cute, and I could've never said no to an opportunity so appealing.

'Why not... can you get my bag while I move the couch?'

He smiled at me broadly in response. It was nice to put myself second for once, and I could see a different kind of bliss in his eyes. I pushed the furniture a bit further away from the fireplace to have enough room to set some blankets on the wooden floor, creating a cozy space to indulge in various sinful acts.

Robert handed me my backpack and lied on the heavy quilt, grabbing a decorative pillow from the couch, placing it under his head. I poured both of us another glass of the clear liquor and reached inside a pocket of my back getting out a small container of massage oil I secretly bought at a Japanese market a few weeks prior.

'Fancy something like this?'

'god, yes please!' Thrilled was an understatement. I never thought Robert would get so excited for something so tame, but I was pleasantly surprised. He rolled over, removed his shirt, and I kneeled on top of him, pouring a small amount of liquid between his shoulder blades. I firmly pressed my thumbs on both sides of his spine, working my way up and down while I seized the occasion to slide my body on Robert's plump ass. I ventured lower and started massaging the back of his legs as he grasped the blanket, slowly grinding his pelvis to feel a bit of friction.

Unlike any type of oil I had tried before, it didn't get sticky - it even seemed to get wetter and wetter the more I played with it. Interesting. I traced my fingertips along his inner thighs, going up until I reached his perineum.

'Are you enjoying yourself?'

'Mhmhm....' he muttered. 'I really love it... but you don't need to take it that slow...'

*to be continued*