Eternity [Poets Of The Fall] Français/English

[EN] 12 - Heat (Shadow Play)

The two men began to undress while the sauna continued to heat up. Admittedly, they had seen each other on several occasions, changing their clothes, or simply staying shirtless sometimes, but this time, the atmosphere was different. If they were accustomed to the sauna, it was the first time in years that they were going there only the two of them. If they didn't doubt their attraction to their lover, they felt nevertheless troubled by the prospect of being naked thus, one in front of the other. The same questions and thoughts swirled in their minds, but they preferred to let themselves be guided. After all, they were happy to share this moment, they wanted to. It had been too long since they had been able to see each other without anyone else, and today was more than saving at this level. They loved this new intimacy and closeness they had with each other.

The guitarist withdrew his sweatshirt and T-shirt, which he took the time to bend methodically to place on the edge of the bench. Jari was unable to take his eyes off the blond's body. This one, slim and slender, felt amused to see the loving gaze of the drummer resting on his clear skin. The brown wondered what his man liked about him, reviewing, methodically, every detail of the man he had in front of him. This one gently removed his jeans, letting it slide down his legs. Jari couldn't help but observe from top to bottom the body that pleased him so much. He loved the hands of the blond, with fine fingers, and he started precisely by these. He went up the arms slightly muscled of Olli, lingering for a moment his gaze on the tattoo that his lover was wearing. Jari reached the other's relatively square shoulders, reviewed the thin chain around his neck, and then carefully outlined his perfect chest. His eyes went down again, towards the thin stomach and the dark gray underpants of the guitarist. He watched his slender legs and finally decided to plunge his eyes into those of Olli. He bit his lower lip and then smiled. He had remained motionless in front of his lover who was undressing. The drummer suddenly felt even luckier. This attractive man who stood in front of him loved him. At this moment, and he also hoped that it would be the case for all the next, he was the only one in the world allowed to put his eyes on this milky and soft skin, and the only onefor which the blond was revealing it.

The guitarist had stopped too, seeing the way the brown detailed each parcel of his anatomy. Nobody had ever looked at him in such a way. He could feel the intensity and depth of Jari's love through his eyes. Olli, for the first time in his life, felt sincerely loved. Jari was the only one to ever have such eyes on him, and if he felt red rising to his cheeks, he wasn't embarrassed by the brown. Alone, he had often found his body too frail, his skin too light, but judging by the look of Jari, someone found him really attractive. Olli feel a heat wave reach his heart. He was the man's boyfriend, he was the only one that he loved. Could he have been luckier ? The same was true about his feelings towards the drummer. He loved him more than anything in the world. He was the only one who had ever give birth to such feelings, who had ever make him so happy. Finally pleased by the charming smile of the young man who was still motionless, eyes immersed in his, the guitarist approached him.

"- It's not funny if you're the only one who can contemplate me ! He joked.

- I like it well though ! Retorted the brown laughing.

- I'm not asking for your opinion, Jari Salminen !"

With these words, Olli began to open one by one the buttons of the drummer's shirt. His heart was beating wildly. He was not fully accustomed to his new and much hoped relationship, and the man in his life inches from him, taking off his clothes, was driving him crazy. The blond detached the last button, and slowly he slid Jari's white shirt over his muscular arms until it fell to the floor. Olli gently stroked the arms, then the shoulders of the brown, before letting his hands go down on the drummer's torso. He loved the stature of this man whom music had forged. Jari's athletic arms and well-built shoulders pleased the blond. His fingers strolled lovingly on Jari's chest and stomach. He, precisely, was watching him again and again, and shivered at the touch of his hands. The guitarist allowed his eyes to go down on the body of the brown, detailed for a moment the tattoo that adorned his forearm and sent a big smile to his lover. Jari had never particularly liked his body, however, the blond's gaze gave him the impression of flying so much he lightened his doubts and his heart. Olli was certainly not the first person to see him half naked, but he was the only one who seemed deeply attracted in every way by him. He knew he was flawed, but his flaws seemed to please the guitarist. The drummer felt good deep inside himself. The presence of the other soothed him, offered him a serenity out of time. With him, nothing but their love existed. He took a deep breath, confident. If he loved Olli, it was the fact that his feelings were reciprocal, which offered him so much happiness. The two men looked at each other's eyes without saying a word. The atmosphere had changed, more sensual, more intimate. The guitarist unfastened the buckle from the waistband of the other, and removed his black jeans. Jari lifted one foot after the other to permanently remove this cloth from his body. They were both in underwear.