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He's Into The Ice King 17: Hugs and Cuddles

|HUGS AND CUDDLES|

Andrew was completely out of his breath, his eyes glazed over. Nathaniel laid besides him, propped on his elbow and drawing invisible patterns on Nathaniel’s chest with the fingers of his other hand. He was looking at Andrew intently. The only audible sound in the room was their shallow breathing.

Nathaniel caressed his cheek, turning Andrew’s face towards him gently. Andrew fluttered his eyes open, returning the gaze. Nathaniel’s chest fluttered at the proximity of those forest green eyes. They were just inches apart, their noses almost touching. Nathaniel dazed by Andrew’s distinctive pervasive scent, so he stretched his neck a bit so their lips seal once again.

He couldn’t get enough of him, he just wanted to kiss him senselessly until they are both numb. The soft pressure of Andrew’s pink lips sent tingles through his body. He shifted a bit so their bodies are flushed against each other. He wanted to feel all of Andrew, pressed against him.

Nathaniel profoundly sighed in the kiss, getting impossibly aroused since he didn’t get his release yet. Andrew sensed his desire and pressed his thigh on Nathaniel’s core. The blonde gasped at the sensation, allowing Andrew to take a bit of control since he was beyond turned on now, and his primary goal was to satiate the burning jones for him that was spreading through his body.

Losing himself in desire, he kissed Andrew roughly, pulling on his lip a bit with his teeth. Andrew groaned in surprise, breaking the kiss. “What the hell, Nathaniel? You’ll leave a bruise.” Andrew touched his hip, assessing the damage.

“I’m sorry. I got carried away.” Nathaniel smiled at him sheepishly, running his finger over Andrew’s lip gently, and then picking it softly. “But it didn’t seem you were in too much pain, which means you liked it somewhat?” Nathaniel asked playfully in-between kisses. Andrew slapped his forearm, which only caused Nathaniel to giggle.

“Why would you do that? You don’t have to spank me for stating the factual matter.” Nathaniel stuck out his touch at glowering Andrew.

Andrew grinned at him naughtily, and then suddenly leaned and caught Nathaniel’s tongue in his mouth, biting on it, not that hard. Nathaniel squealed, and Andrew broke the kiss, asking him, “How did you like that now?” He chuckled.

“Shut up.” Nathaniel pulled him back at the kiss, smiling against his lips. He pressed his thigh against Nathaniel, moving it slowing up and down. Nathaniel moaned in the kiss, his kissing becoming unfocused as lust clouded his mind.

Andrew moved to attend to his neck, sucking on Nathaniel’s soft spot, leaving a mark for sure.

“Andrew, put me a hickey.” Nathaniel moaned as Andrew distracted him with its way in between them somehow, applying slight pressure on Nathaniel’s hardened core. Nathaniel thought he heard Andrew whispering in the words of “You’re mine” but he wasn’t sure if his love struck heart was just playing tricks on him.

He arched himself towards Andrew when the brunet started playing with his little sensitive nub.

Jesus of Nazareth! He is so good at this. He was completely excited down there, Andrew’s delicate fingers eliciting quiet moans from his mouth.

“Drew, please.” Nathaniel whispered, biting on his lower lip, as Andrew lowered his head to give some proper attention to his breasts. He felt wet warm mouth encircling his nipple, and Andrew’s gifted tongue giving it brief, teasing licks.

Andrew’s dark locks were spread on his chest, tickling him a bit. Nathaniel kissed the top of his head, inhaling his fresh scent. It smelled like some fruity shampoo, peach or something like that. He ran his finger with his thick hair, massaging his scalp. That was the most he could do for him in the moment as he was raising higher and higher, towards that incredible addictive sensation.