Luminous Nights [Neteyam x Aonung]

First Nights : Part 23

When they reach the end of the deeper side again, resurfacing, Neteyam releases his hands. He looks up at him in concern, but doesn't get a chance to ask anything. Neteyam places a palm on his chest, gently pushing him against the wall of the pool for just a second, with a serious look.

Neteyam- Stay here, just like this.

Aonung nods, and the Omatikaya boy turns and swims along the surface all the way back to the shallow side. Upon reaching it, standing on his feet, he turns back around.

With a long breath, he squats down until he's underwater, then swims back the way he came. Aonung watches as his blue figure gets closer and closer with a quickened speed.

Neteyam keeps his eyes focused on Aonung's marine figure at the end.

He moves with a bit more speed, his gaze locked on the other boy's abdomen until he's right in front of it, reaching his arms out to stop himself before colliding.

With a hand against the wall on both sides of the boy, Neteyam straightens himself in the water. His toes reach the cool feeling wall near Aonung's leg as he pulls himself up to the surface.

When the brief blur of resurfacing fades from his sight, he sees Aonung's wide eyes staring into his. The marine boy instantly notices one thing.

They're extremely close, but Neteyam hardly seems to notice. Or does he not care? He can't tell, but the proximity makes him gulp.

Neteyam- How did I do?

Aonung- . . .

He takes in a long breath, almost trembling as he tries to exhale.

His words are trapped in his throat. Words that have nothing to do with whatever question he was just asked. Because he couldn't hear it.

All he can hear is his own conscience practically screaming at him. Filling his head with a cloud of thoughts that all revolve around one thing; The hand that slides under Neteyam's chin, bringing him forward as he leans in just enough for their lips to meet for a gentle brief kiss.

He looks into those hooded golden eyes as he pulls back only an inch away, letting his hand rest under Neteyam's chin.

After a second with no response, he grants him another kiss, a bit longer. He slides his hand to the side of Neteyam's face, making room for his other one on the opposite side.

When he pulls away this time, Neteyam doesn't let their eyes meet, and reconnects their lips.

His hands momentarily grasp at the wall, before gripping the sides of Aonung's waist as he pulls himself closer.

Aonung slides his hands further and tilts his head back a little domineeringly, making him sink a bit lower. Neteyam lets the behavior slide and just enjoys the feel of Aonung's lips against his as he deepens their kiss.

The two continue to their rhythmic session with nothing but the glistening water accompanying them, uninterrupted.