He's Into The Ice King | B×B

Epilogue

Beat of deafening techno/house music hypnotized already inerbriated people. Alcohol was flowing, bartenders working hurriedly to serve the non-stop flow of the costumers. People mingled, people danced, people made out. Typical Saturday night atmosphere.

Two boys were grooving to the beat of the music in the midst of the dance floor, their bodies flushed to each other, moving to the rhythm of music as one. Both handsome in their own way, boys attracted attention of the female population. Throughout the night quite a few female ventures tried approaching them. However each of them denied. The boys only had for each other.

The brunet with sharp green gaze, enclosed the other boy in a possessive embrace, chasing away any greedy female with the merciless pierce of his eyes, tightening pierce on the other boy everytime someone approached them. The other boy smiled a bit each time, burying his head in the crook of the brunet’s neck to hide his satisfied smile.

The brunet smiled in response, pulling the blonde even closer by his waist, creating more friction between their bodies as they danced.

“I want you, Nathaniel.” The brunet said in his ear, flicking his tongue over the earlobe quickly in the process.

The blonde gasped in excitation and then smirked, a playful twinkle in his chocolate eyes as he brought his own mouth to the brunet’s ear.

“Here?”

“Anywhere.”

The blonde grinned again at his boyfriend’s eagerness.

“But we got here like an hour ago, don’t you want to dance some more?”

“I do.” The brunet responded creating a small pause before saying huskily. “But I’d prefer if we go to our room and dance... naked.”

Nathaniel smile stayed on his face he was debating internally. The brunet smirked mischievously, signifying that he had an idea, most probably not a very chaste one. Cupping the blonde’s butt, he sneaked his leg in between Andrew’s and subtly started grinding against him. The blonde sighed, scratching his nails over the brunet’s exposed back.

“Nathaniel...”

Not saying another word, Andrew stopped his ministrations and intertwined his fingers with Nathaniel’s pulling him closer towards the exit.

It was mid July and the air was humid and warm, causing their clothes to stick to their bodies even more. Catching a cab, they kissed in the backseat as the taxi swerved through the vivid streets of Barcelona.

After paying the cab, they entered hotel hand in hand, their steps urgent as they walked towards the room. Opening the door, the brunet his boyfriend inside, slamming the door closed with his feet, leading him straight towards the big king size bed.

“Finally...” He said, his voice low and seductive.

“You are insatiable.” Nathaniel teased.

“Only for you.” Andrew pulled the blonde, kissing his neck, smelling all the familiar, comforting smell of Nathaniel’s skin. He reached on the side, unzipping the blonde’s pants, letting it fall on the floor. Tracing his fingers over Nathaniel’s neck, he brought his lips to Nathaniel’s kissing him gently but also urgently, needy.

Andrew pushed the blonde gently until he reached the edge of the bed, and lowered himself on the plush mattress. The brunet took off his clothes slowly, letting Nathaniel observe him. It was dark in the room, but the contour of his boyfriend’s face, and hear each shallow intake of breath.

Taking his clothes off completely, he climbed on the bed, novering over Nathaniel, searching for the twinkle of brown eyes. Nathaniel wrapped his long limbs around Andrew pulling him towards himself. Kissing deeply, the blonde turned them over so he was on the top. He sat on top of Andrew and tossed his brief somewhere in the room. Peering through the darkness, he trailed his index finger over Andrew’s cheek, over his neck, hairy chest, to the pinkish nipples. Lowering his head, his blonde tresses tickled Andrew’s skin as he took one rosy bud in his mouth, causing the brunet to arch his hips in want.