Lascivious (One Shot)

Chapter 1

A/N. This isn't intended for very young audiences. If you're a prude, nor easily offended by vulgar words, nor are you a minor, please close this page immediately.

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"You're making me horny," a seductive male voice whispered from the receiver, sending those simple sensual chills on Jace's spine. "My cock can't wait to get inside you," the voice said followed by a loud moan.

Jace's own cock twitched with the raspy voice of Nathan, his internet boyfriend. They were doing these SOPs every night since they've found mutual feelings--lust filled with love or love filled with lust. But Jace knew that this was something different, something more. He felt like he'd known Nathan for ages and that he was ready for the real relationship. Not on the internet, not on the phone but in the real world, real life.

Tomorrow was their first meeting. In person. And if God would allow, their first real sex. Flesh to flesh. Skin to skin.

"My mouth can't wait for that lengthy cock of yours," Jace replied, then giggled when Nathan made another delicious moan on the other line. "I want to taste those erotic juices you've stored."

They made dirty jokes and lewd scenes over the phone for a couple more hours before they found their uncontrollable lusts reached peak. Jace palmed one more grip on his cock before squirting his load all over his heaving chest and abdomen at the same time Nathan explodes his cum.

"Fuck, that was delicious," Jace moaned as Nathan cried, "Shit, that was delicious." They laughed at their make up sex before muttering goodbyes as sleep creeping dangerously for them. They didn't hung up though they've said goodbyes, and that earned another giggle for them.

"You hang up," Nathan said.

"No, you hang up."

"I don't want to," Nathan sighed.

"Me neither," Jace yawned, eyes closed and sleep in his voice.

"Then don't, I want to be there when you sleep."

That tugged Jace's heart.

"Okay," he said and put his phone on his chest.

Jace had never been this happy before dozing off. He even dreamt of them making love for a whole day.

Jace woke at six and found his phone still on call.

He just sat there for another five minutes listening to Natham's steady breathing when he heard blankets stir. Then came the hoarse and sexy voice of Nathan.

"Morning, butt cheek," he croaked with a playful tone.

"Morning. Go brush your teeth, your breath stinks even from here," Jace laughed.

"For I know, it was your saliva dripped on the phone. I even heard the slurping sounds your mouth made," Nathan joked from the other line, then laughed when Jace didn't reply.

"Just kidding cheeky-cheeks. You excited to meet me?" He changed subjects before he'd ruin the moment.

"Yeah," Jace said. "Care for another round before--," he smirked on the phone.

"As much as I want, I'm saving my juices for someone," he moaned with flirtatious tone. Jace grin but did it anyways on the bathroom while he showered.

This was it. This was the day his phantasms would about to get real.

He grabbed a long-sleeved shirt on his closet and put it on but he felt it was too formal. He grabbed a black Metallica T-shirt but that was too simple. Why do dates have to be so brutal? Finally, he grasped a deep blue polo-shirt that matched his eyes and donned it with a touch of perfume. He checked himself on the mirror and tried to wink but failed. His raven curls topped his head in the most beautiful way that exposed his square jaw with tiny stubbles. His eyebrows fanned his strong cheeks when he closed his eyes. He's got a football player build, and he had the pecs. Sexy.

He palmed his car keys on the counter and pulled his black Impala in a convenience store. He planned on buying flowers but the other guy might not be as romantic. And who was who in their relationship, that they didn't talk yet. Was he the man? Was he the woman? Love knows no gender, he reasoned.

Jace arrived early on the coffee shop he'd proposed, so he'd have a couple more minutes to check himself on the bathroom mirror. He returned to his seat and a minute later, a cherub-faced waitress poked into his side.

"May I take you order, sir," she asked, occassionally licking her red lips and pouting like a duck.

"Later, thank you," he said and smiled at the woman who'd gone all scarlet, even redder than her lips. The waitress disappeared and Jace pulled his phone out his jeans pocket.

Nathaniel Kellner ♥ : Sorry, will be late. Emergency xx

Me : Are you okay?

Nathaniel Kellner ♥ : Yeah, mom had an asthma attack. She can't breathe. We're in the hospital.

Me : I'm going there.

Nathaniel Kellner ♥ : No, be there in 15 mins.

Me : OK. xx

Jace pressed send and watched his message turned into blue bubble.

He's living with his mother? Why didn't he say that to him? Or was Nathan just playing along with his feelings? Was this Nathan's scheme to not meet Jace? His head filled with doubt.

Fifteen minutes passed and Nathan was still not in sight. He began pocketing his phone when the doorchimes sang. There, with his familiar unruly hair was Nathan dressed in a gladiator jacket with white cotton undershirt, a bouquet of roses in hand.

Jace's heart lit up with the sight of him. All doubts that tried to consume him vanished, and there was just Nathan. Nathan Kellner.

"Sorry, I'm late," Nathan said, apologetic.

"It's okay." But it wasn't.

"Uhh... for you," Nathan said with a shy smile and held the roses up. Jace almost break into a laugh when he saw his face, and took the roses. The brief contact of their hands sent shivers on his spine. He's real! Nathaniel was here for him, for real.

Jace muttered a thank you and sniffed the flowers. Funny how he almost bought flowers earlier for the other guy. Does that mean he was the woman?

Nathan sat across from him and kept his head down, still shy and remorseful. This was awkward. Where's the loud, raunchy Nathan he'd known? But he himself was silent, and a little bit shy.

He was about to ask what has happened with Nathan's mother when Nathan spoke, cutting his what's about to ask.

"You have long legs," Nathan finally blurted out. "I wonder if what's in between them could be just as long."

Jace's jaw practically dropped to the ground, shattering the glass table between them. That's what he wasn't expecting for Nathan to say. Or wasn't he? That's not really what Nathan's expecting to come out his mouth, either.

But that broke the building wall between them.

Jace's cheeks tingled with heat and he felt his face burning. Nathan laughed at the sight of him, and then joined by Jace shortly.

Jace leaned his elbows on the table when the storm passed and whispered, "Let's take a walk, we've audience here."

Nathan gazed at those watchful eyes surrounding them and leaned his elbows on the table.

"Yeah, we don't want to five them live show, do we?" He winked and bit his lowerlup, seductively teaaing Jace.

Thank God, they were on the same side.

"I can't wait to get into your pants."

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Chapter 2 is still in my head. Hold on. ;*