Lascivious (One Shot)

Chapter 2

A/N. So I decided (more likely suggested by my bestfriend) to make it only a one-shot. But. I'll be making the extended version some other time. Midterms is creeping in, so.

Nathan had a long and lean body. His shoulders were broad, but without too much muscle. His hips had the curve that even Bench models would envy. He even had the V below his stomach leading to God-know-where. And, he had a firm butt.

Jace giggled at his own thoughts and stared at Nathan in front of him who was staring back, eyes narrowed and a sheepish grin on his full lips.

"You're figuring out if I have those firm and round butt?" he smirked and continued walking, hands crossed behind his head. "Just wait and you'll see," he winked.

How could Nathan looked so hot when he winked and Jace looked just like a ridiculous chimpanzee? Life is so unfair.

They walked every street corner and wolfed down every food they saw. They even tried those exotic foods from Thailand, fried crickets and three-day old babies of chicken. They looked happy together. Ridiculous even. It was then they felt tired when every dime they've brought was drained from their wallets. And the watch on Nathan's wrist said it was already three in the afternoon. Time flies when you're happy. But nothing's going to be any more happier than what was waiting for them. In Jace's bed.

"Seems like no one's getting laid tonight. No money for a hotel," Nathan crooned in a singsong.

"Who says we're renting a room?" Jace said with a knowing grin. "I have my apartment."

Jace's apartment was thirty minutes away from the coffee shop where they'd met. It was a small nest with just enough room for the bed, a small kitchen and a bathroom. It had also a plush couch in front of the television, DVDs piled in a rack. The walls were covered with Gay Times Magazine models and in one wall beside the bed was a shelf filled with books and magazines--gay erotic romance books and porn magazines. He's not really a pervert, was he?

Jace flushed when Nathan fingered through the titles of books, smirking when he found a yaoi manga beside the bed. Oh fuck, the bed! He hadn't changed the covers yet and the putrid smell of his semen from the night before was still stained in the air, wafting their noses with sweet mouth-watering deliciousness.

"Uhh...I'll just change the covers," he said and undid the covers when Nathan grabbed his waists, jolting him and making his spine rigid.

"No, I love it," Nathan whispered from behind, grazing Jace's ear with his stubbles. Nathan's breath smelled of mint with the distinct delicious taste of his saliva. Jace couldn't help himself but inhale deep, owning the very breath of Nathan. "Just get me something to drink."

Jace felt embarassed. How rude of him.

"Uhh, sorry. May I take your jacket?"

Nathan shrugged off his jacket, he even let it undone by Jace whose fingers were shaking. He was just taking Nathan's jacket but he felt about convulsing. Nathan took off his undershirt and then flopped down on the bed. "It's so hot," he said then grinned, grabbing the yaoi manga from the nightstand.

Jace scampered to the kitchen and hoisted two beer cans from the fridge. He set it down on the table in front of the television and called for Nathan who was grinning at the book like an idiot. He himself was feeling so hot that he took his shirt and jeans off, leaving only his boxer briefs.

"Hope you didn't mind," he said and tosse the beer to Nathan when he scootted beside him on the couch.

"I did," Nathan said with clipped but wary tone. "I should've done that."

Jace cackled, almost spilling his beer through his nose, then grinned. "Don't worry, I still have a piece of clothing," he grinned and chugged from the beer can.