The trouble with storms

The Waking

Nathan woke up with one of the biggest headaches he'd ever had, he put it down to the hangover, even though he didn't remember drinking that much last night, he took a moment to take into account his surroundings.

He was lying on his side facing a bright white wall with swirly patterns all along it, he was in a bed, that much he was sure of, but he doesn't remember how he got there, he also doesn't recognise the room or the bed he's in, but there seemed to be something soothing about the pattern on the wall, he couldn't describe it but he felt almost mesmerised by it.

He didn't know how long it was before he decided to turn around, time seemed to be of no importance right now. Although his movements and senses were limited due to the pounding headache which seemed to diminish but made sure its presence was still noticed, Nathan was sure he wasn't alone in the bed, he was only on his back and was just facing the ceiling, before he turned over he wanted to try and trace back the events of last night.

He remembered ordering a beer, he remembered the smell of kelly's citrus-smelling perfume as he grinded on her, he remembered alisha shouting at him for trying to grab curtis' hand and forcing it onto her neck so that her power affected him, he remembered flirting with simon jokingly and simon seeming to find an endless list of excuses to leave the conversation, he remembered saying bye to all of them, then suddenly he remembered kissing a random stranger and groaned out loud, not bothering to try and remember anything more.

He decided to turn around and solve the mystery that sent him down memory lane in the first place. As he turned around Nathan almost choked, there was a half-naked guy with his back to Nathan lying next to him. The shape of the body seemed familier, to him, his vision was still blurred and his headache was ever-present but the body rang a bell.

Suddenly the mass let out a loud yawn and turned around, Nathan almost leaped out the bed in shock, instead he let out a stifled choke, he also got an immediate boner to which he was shocked at too. The person was none other than Simon Bellamy, the young social outcast, the clever one who always seemed to know what to do and the object of Nathan's deepest desires.

"and how are you this fine morning my love?" Simon asked with a forced posh accent and a stifled giggle. Nathan was still in shock, he did hear what simon said but was unable to find words to express his thoughts, this time he couldn't put it down to his headache as it was nothing but a gentle thumping feeling now. His eyes had cleared and he could now fully take in the beauty of his desires.

Simon was well built, even more built then Nathan could remember noticing, it was true that Simon's orange jumpsuit wasn't the best attire to show off his features and the clothes he wore when going out didn't do particularly well at that job either. Simon was truly sculpted by the gods he thought.

"uhhh... what?" was all Nathan managed to say and even those words were coated with a tone of pure lust for the being that was only a few inches away.

"well looks like someone's awake and happy to see me!" chuckled Simon as he noticed the massive bulge in Nathan's boxers, "well i guess it would be rude to let such beauty go to waste." said Simon as he leaned in close to Nathan and kissed him.

the kiss was by far the best kiss that Nathan had ever had, it was soft and gentle at first, then as simon opened his mouth and Nathan did the same in response, Nathan felt simon's tongue gently explore the inside of his mouth, seeming to dance a slow with his own tongue, at this Nathan felt like he was ready to burst, Simon's tongue moved with such precision and delicacy that simon seemed to apply to everything, Nathan started to kiss back, slow and cautious at first, exploring every part of simon's mouth, he could taste the morning breath but it didn't make him pull out because that went quickly, after that was gone he was left with a taste that was both dark and mysterious yet warm and inviting.

Their tongues kept intertwining and simon placed a strong hand behind Nathan's neck and tilted his head, Nathan proceeded to roll ontop of simon and was able to feel Simon's body against his, the feeling was so intense Nathan truly believed he was about to cum but somehow managed to keep control, it was all going so fast, everything was so intense, Nathan didn't understand what the hell was going on and he needed answers, but he was enjoying the momnet so much and never wanted it to end, finnally he forced himself to pull back by convincing himself that there was probably a very simple explanation and once nathan heard it he'd be able to go back to that ever-inviting kiss.

"is there something wrong?" Simon asked with a slight look of confusion on his face, he still had a half-smile on his lips which made Nathan's heart race even faster.

"no, umm well yes actually, umm what are we doing?" replied Nathan with a tone that could only be described as hopeful.

" what do you mean? why're we kissing?, i'm sorry if you didn't want to but you kissed back so i assumed..." Simon was getting even more confused.

"yes, well no i mean there was absolutely nothing wrong with the kissing, trust me, i mean why're we in the same bed, why're you kissing me, you barely talk to me, what's going on?" Nathan explained while drawing circles on simon's chest with his finger.

"what're you talking about? you live here, with me, we've been together for 2 years, we met at community service, are you alright?" Simon asked with genuine concern starting to crawl onto his face.

"what? you're joking right? seriously, where are we?" asked Nathan with worry starting to grow in his mind.

"Nathan, you're starting to freak me out, you are Nathan Young, you and me are a couple, we moved in this apartment 2 months ago, don't tell me you don't remember anything?" Simon asked while squeezing Nathan's hand tighter, the blood seemed to have drained from his face.