Between Waves and Clouds

23 - You and me, p1

SMUT WARNING !
(Do I really need to point it out seeing how the previous chapter ended ? Dunno, just making sure). If you don't want to read it, be aware I'll try to avoid adding important content for the story in this chapter, so you can just skip to the following one.

Smut warning but also excessive fluff... You've been warned.

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They didn't need to walk that far because Nuffink knew the island like the back of his hand, so he led his boyfriend to a nice little cave where the viking lit up a fire and sprawled the blankets on the ground, making them a comfy and warm mattress. Frost watched him doing so with a mixture of fascination and curiosity, until the viking came back to him with an amused smile on his face. Though the smile was quickly replaced by this peculiar sultry look which was turning the merman's mind into jelly.

Said merman barely reacted when Nuffink took his shepherd staff and placed it next to the blankets, and he let his boyfriend lay them on the soft fabric. The merman found himself under the viking, wrapped in a strong and warm embrace, loving lips kissing his passionately, slowly deepening the kiss. Frost felt like melting in this warmth, like ice under the burning sun, but he didn't want it to stop.

Holding his viking by the nape, he poured everything he had into the kiss, relishing in every inch of this body pressing against his. The warmth seemed to envelop both of them and made him feel hot and breathless. Nuffink noticed how his boyfriend's breath had turned heavy and couldn't help but smile at it. When he wrapped his arms around the thin waist, he couldn't hold back his hands from wandering. He let them venture freely, stroking the boy's sides and back up to his nape, not breaking the kiss at any moment.

Some mist was forming in his mind, leaving him puzzled and unable to think at the same time. It was not the first time he had been in this kind of situation, he had already satisfied this physical need with one-night partners, but that's exactly what they had been : only one-night partners.

He had already felt lust before, but never to that extend. It was not just sexual attraction, the need to feed some beasty need, it was deeper and more complex than that, and much more beautiful. He didn't only want Frost's body, but everything else that came along. Heart, soul, love... Every inch of life the boy would be willing to share with him. He didn't only want to unite their bodies, but their whole being, he wanted this boy to be his, and to have him in return.

For the very first time of his life, Nuffink had the certainity of knowing what love was. He was feeling it, he had become love. Pure love. And he wanted to give everything he had and was to this person, even if it meant loosing himself, because he was already lost in Frost's personality, laugh, smile, eyes, pout, devious smirk...

This love seemed to pour out of him like a wave of burning warmth, washing over this being that had become so precious to him. He was loosing himself in their embrace, in the caresses he was doing on this loveable body. Said body was chilly, but it seemed to only feed the growing heat inside of the viking. The gap of temperature seemed even more noticeable as his right hand slipped under the red tunic, longingly stroking the smooth skin of Frost's waist.

The merman tensed in the embrace and let out a faint sound the viking almost missed. That interrupted their kiss, but the viking didn't complain about it as he could now see his lover's flushed face. Red was really standing out on the pale skin, and the boy was biting his lower lip in a way the viking found overwhelmingly sexy. He froze seeing such beauty.

Frost noticed how his boyfriend suddenly seemed absent-minded and that worried him somehow.

''Nuff ?'' He asked hesitantly.