My Heart Is Nuclear

I'm Gonna Leave You Drowning

PLEASE READ: Terribly sorry for the long wait, as you all know, a lot of crazy things have happened these past few weeks, which resulted in writing not always being a priority. Generally moving on from this to other projects and losing my motivation, I have no idea how this is gonna go from here. I have two options: Either I wrap up this story with one more chapter after this, or I eventually add an ending to this story in this chapter itself. All I can say is that this will most likely be the last chapter in a while. I'm terribly sorry for the disappointment from this statement, and the long wait since the last chapter. However, I'm determined to finish this story, no matter how long it's gonna take. I hope you can all understand x

Also, this chapter contains SMUT. A lot of it. You have been warned.

Shayne's P.O.V

The Summer Games is coming to an end, and a lot has happened. Never in these seven short days would I have thought that I would confess my love to Damien, even less that that feeling is mutual! We would've been spared a lot of bad feelings and regret if we had shared our true feelings a long time ago, but there is no ability to change the past. As I wake up, Damien's head lays on my chest with my arms wrapped around his. I've always fantasized about how it would be if we'd wake up as a "couple", and I must say, it feels even better than I had expected. I tighten my arms around him, and we stay this way until the alarm goes off and he wakes up.
'Good morning, lazy boy,' I joke.
'Good morning...' Damien drowsily says. Goddammit, he's so cute when he's just awake.
'Final day of Summer Games,' I say. Even though I've experienced bad times in the week that we've spent in this desert, some of my favourite memories that I'll likely treasure for years to come originated here. It's as if Damien and I finally confessing cancelled out all of the negative things that happened before. We give eachother a small kiss before we both hop out of bed and get ready.
'If I were you I'd get my swimming trunks ready.' Damien suggests. Of course. Today we're filming the belly flop competition, I'd be lying if I said I didn't have some interesting stunts planned.

Damien's P.O.V

The Belly Flop has been hilarious, from my wrestler-like impression, to Courtney jumping from Lasercorn's shoulders, to Shayne doing his best Courtney Freakin' Miller impression and scoring a perfect 31. Even though Mushroom Clout has lost the games, we still had a lot of fun. After the Trophy Ceremony, we're free to go. Shayne and I decide that it's a good idea to pack our luggage for when we're returning tomorrow.

WARNING: SMUT!

Damien's P.O.V

Shayne and I walk into our cabin after finally having wrapped up the filming of Summer Games.
'I must say, this was the most visually pleasing challenge of the games,' I succesfully tease, since Shayne laughs at my joke.
'I agree,' he says back, 'didn't know you had such a nice body Damien.'
We share some kisses, and it quickly turns into a make-out session. While our tongues are in contact with eachother I can feel Shayne reaching down to my hips with his hands, before he pulls back and interrupts our kissing.
'Y-you're comfortable with this right?' he asks.
I assure him, ''course Shayne.' I let go of his grip to close every curtain that exposes us, before slamming my tongue in his mouth again. Never in my life have I kissed someone so passionately before, (Yes, I have kissed before, I'm definetely not new to this game), and Shayne returns the passion I'm giving right back to me with his soft but sensual kisses. We eventually land on our bed. I let out a small moan as I move my hands under Shayne's green Toxicitea tunic and fondle Shayne's soft muscles. Usually I ask for consent if I wanted to touch someone's body, but those thoughts drown away behind the focus I have on kissing the guy I love.
Shayne doesn't seem to mind that I've slipped my hands under his uniform, since he silently let's out an 'Oh yeah,' under his breath.

'Well, we had to change out of our uniforms anyway,' he quickly pulls his shirt off, and looks like a greek god in the process. His pecs individually bounce the moment his neon green shirt comes off. I follow Shayne in taking off my shirt, and it only takes a few seconds for us to be passionately kissing again, this time with our upper bodies exposed. I put my right hand on his chest, and my left around his neck. Both of our fully-erect penises are now grinding against eachother, and we take turns performing thrust movements against eachother. Eventually Shayne separates his lips from mine and starts kissing my face and my neck until he reaches my chest, the look he gives me feels like a request for consent to keep going, I nod and start moaning louder as he starts slurping and gently biting my nipples.
'Shayne...' I moan. The amount of pleasure I'm feeling is indescribable. I pull down the hem of his trousers, instructing him to take them off. Shayne reveals his dark-grey boxers, right as my hand slides from his chest down to his thighs.
'You take them off too...' he says, right after I strip out of my trousers, and we're both in our underwear, dry humping eachother. We hold another make-out session, occasionally leaving hickeys on eachother's bodies. During the entire session my hand doesn't leave Shayne's soft but strong bicep, Shayne doesn't forget to give his share of body touching either.
'D-do you wanna do it?' Shayne interrupts with a doubting tone.
'Unless we have any lube... sure,' my reply makes us both smile at eachother, and kiss eachother one more time.

Eventually both of our underwear has come off, stroking eachothers penises and occasionally putting our tongue on them. We both aren't sure of how we're going to do it, but we definetely know that we'll have a damn good time doing it...