Melting Ice

Chapter One

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Emil watched his older brother and Mathias settle on their light tan leather couch in the comfortably spacious living room. The eighteen year old Icelander wouldn't admit it out loud, but he developed feelings for both of them. He wanted Lukas to love him more than a brother. In addition, he craved the extroverted personality and passion that Mathias possessed. Throughout all of his life, he was always too shy to voice his desires. Just the mere thought of sharing a romantic moment with them was something he longed for in spite of his prudishness.

"I love the scent of your hair," Mathias complimented his rather flustered Norwegian boyfriend; twisting a strand of the light blonde hair admiringly. Lukas simply nodded in agreement, "Thank you, Danmark." Emil heard the sound of them kissing and grimaced slightly at the echoing noises of lips connecting and parting. Perhaps he could join in? But then that would make him a home wrecker in their relationship or something like that. Emil started to question his life and sort through his inner strife on the ordeal. He found himself frequently over thinking these types of situations.

Later that evening, Lukas shooed Mathias out of their house with a final good night kiss on the lips.

"Good night, Norge."

"Good night, Danmark." Lukas breathed out his boyfriend's nickname in a dreamy state of mind. Stepping forward, Lukas couldn't help but kiss him once more. Mathias winked flirtatiously in Emil's direction when his significant other gave him a heartfelt embrace. The younger brother blushed at the playful side of Mathias and turned away bashfully.

"Come see me tomorrow?" Lukas whispered to the taller male; face flushing in embarrassment. He nodded with his signature grin plastered on his face, kissing back with more passion. His strong lips left Lukas feeling breathless and craving more. However, Emil was nearby and one thing would lead to another.

"Of course, Nor."

The following day unleashed passionate feelings between the two older males. Emil crept in the direction of the kitchen from his bedroom down the hall. With the knowledge of Mathias's presence, he tiptoed closer. As he turned the corner, he found his older brother gasping for air like a fish out of water while the taller adult sucked gently on his neck. Lukas's eyelids shielded his lustfully indigo eyes, feeling Mathias's large experienced hands roam up and down Lukas's sides in a sensual manner. Emil's bottom lip quivered at the sight. His cheeks heated up. He knew it was wrong to spy, but he wanted that type of action. Those feelings shared between lovers.

"Mmm… Danmark…" Lukas murmured softly against Mathias's temperate neck; feeling the taller male lean his pelvis closer to his lower half. Gasps of breaths were audible to Emil's ears and the erotic sight filled his once innocent lavender hued eyes. A rose colored blush splashed across his cheeks when Mathias pulled away from Lukas suddenly and glanced over his broad shoulder. His grin grew wider into a smirk at the sight of a trembling ashen blonde haired young adult. Emil's eyes captured Norway's eyes in a powerful hold and he scurried off before any words were exchanged. The embarrassment was overwhelming for Emil. Being caught spying in that type of situation was utterly mortifying.

Chuckling lowly, Mathias resumed his ministrations on Lukas's aroused body. Lukas released heated breaths as his pants started to tighten up around his crotch area. It was too much and Lukas balked at caving in to the sexual desires.

"Wa… Wait. Mathias, we have to stop... before something happens!" Lukas panted out before his lips were captured by the other's reckless lips once again. Mathias blocked out any protests that tried to escape the slightly shorter male's mouth. They wrestled their tongues in an open mouth kiss with roaming hands. Being pushed further against the counter, Lukas gasped out of the kiss and held on to Mathias's shoulders as he was lifted off of the floor. He found himself situated on the kitchen counter, breathing out harshly from the impetuous behaviors that Mathias was exhibiting.

Lukas pressed Mathias away as a warning sign to halt his advancements. He grasped at words to say in order for his Danish boyfriend to slow down.

Just a few feet away from the kitchen, Emil inhaled and exhaled deeply as he cautiously glanced down at his own crotch poking against the dark brown fabric of his pants. He flushed at the mere thought of kissing them and receiving that form of attention. Biting his bottom lip out of habit, he edged back to the spot where he spied on the two lovers.

Mathias licked at Lukas's collarbone; leaving behind random love bites. He whimpered at the pleasures he received from the Dane, "Ahh… Danmark…"

Things started to heat up as Mathias breathed out Lukas's name and unzipped his zipper. His large hand massaged Lukas's erection through his red and blue plaid boxers. Whispered moans ricocheted through the kitchen when Mathias pulled his shaft out and started to slide his hand up and down teasingly.

Emil's mouth dropped at the scene, eyes widened in astonishment and he stumbled multiple steps backwards with a blush staining his cheeks. Unfortunately for the eighteen year old, he tumbled clumsily in the direction of the couch side table with a vase full of fresh roses. With an alarming glass shattering noise, the romancing duet shuffled around in the kitchen. Lukas hastily composed himself and gasped out softly when Mathias lifted him off of the kitchen counter with ease. They both hurried into the living room and witnessed the young Icelander picking up the shards of glass in a hurry. Blood dripped from his fingertips as reasonably sized shards penetrated his fingertips and additional pieces sliced his palms.

"Emil!" Lukas shouted out as he darted over to his injured little brother. Mathias was partially immobilized by the sight of blood, which is unusual since he had seen blood in his past from fighting. Emil glanced away from his big brother and Mathias. Internally, he regretted interrupting their session by knocking into Lukas's vase of roses. It was just given to him yesterday as a gift from Mathias. And he destroyed it by accident.

"I'm so sorry, Lukas! I didn't mean to-"

"I know, but my biggest concern is you." Lukas hushed his brother's apologies and nearly dragged him out of the living room. Emil blushed at the fact that Lukas was being so nice to him. He needed to find a way to remove all of the embedded shards of glass shoved deep in his soft hands. He whimpered as blood trickled down his hands that were forced in the air to prevent further blood loss. Mathias trailed closely behind Lukas and Emil as they rushed outside to settle in Lukas's special fortress behind the house.

Gusty winds combed through their hair and a mystical ambiance shrouded the three Nordics as they traveled deeper into the woodlands. Upon arriving at Norway's sacred spot, he muttered incoherent phrases and chants that left the Dane dumbfounded. This was a different side of Lukas that he never had the opportunity to witness earlier on in their relationship.

"Come closer, Emil. I have practiced with my magic lately and-"

Before Lukas could finish his sentence, Emil jerked away with a light pink tint spreading across his cheeks. He stepped away from Lukas's hold and waved his injured hand frantically at the evolving pain. Mathias inched forward to calm Emil down, but Lukas muttered a spell that was new to him and Emil's eyes teared up slightly. The sensation was tingling and the glass started to slip out of his skin. The tingling sensation coursed through his veins and he fell to his knees from the powerful spell. Lukas panicked at what he had done. Maybe he used the wrong spell?

"Emil?" He whispered out, holding his dazed little brother in his arms. Emil gazed up into his big brother's eyes in response and finally allowed the spell to work its magic. Somehow Lukas had conjured the wrong spell and he was clueless of the damage that he had placed inside Emil.

The sky started to darken and the sun was slowly setting in the distance.

Mathias lifted Emil over his shoulder with much protest from the younger Nordic and Lukas trailed behind with worry in his eyes.

"Emil, don't worry. You will be just f-" Mathias's words halted in their tracks by a weird feeling churning deep inside of his body. The tingling traveled down south as he passed the threshold of the door that led back into Lukas's home. He carefully laid Emil down on the rusty-brown leather sofa.

Once Emil was sprawled out on the couch, Lukas tugged on Mathias's arm; indicating that they should leave and resume their previous actions in his bedroom. Right before Mathias was dragged down the hallway, he couldn't help but feel intense attraction towards the younger Nordic brother. Something about him drove him wild with desire. Sure, he had a history of flirting with others while dating someone, but the urge to rip off their clothes was infrequent.

Until now, that is.

As Mathias was pushed backwards on Lukas's bed, he was straddled by his alluring blonde boyfriend. Chuckling out loud, the older male turned them over and Lukas found himself pressed against the queen sized bed.

"What were ya thinkin'? I'm the dominant one, Nor." Mathias whispered hotly against Lukas's left ear and slowly unbuttoned his white and periwinkle striped dress shirt. He marveled at the other's flawless torso. His tongue traced over his collarbone and gently kissed along it multiple times.

"Mmm…" Lukas moaned out softly as Mathias unzipped his zipper and expertly pushed down his pants to reveal his evident bulge. Mathias's clothes were obliterated by Lukas's impatient hands. They were sexually aroused and couldn't resist each other any longer. Shirts and pants were flung off of the bed and boxers followed in suit.

Meanwhile in the living room, Emil started to sweat from the spell's side effects. Things were starting to heat up and he grew worried. Something strange was happening within him. Carefully hunching forward from his place on the couch, he decided to check on his big brother and Mathias. Perhaps Lukas could help him reverse the spell.

He crept through the hallway, located his brother's bedroom, and recognized sexual noises reverberating inside the room. He felt his cheeks heating up at the sight of two sexy naked lovers oscillating fervently.

"Oh my…" Emil accidentally breathed out loud while unconsciously backing away from the ajar door. Inside of the room, Mathias sensed someone nearby and disconnected his lips from Lukas's with a pop sound.

"What's wrong, Danmark?" Lukas muttered huskily with lust and watched as his boyfriend climbed off of the bed.

He placed his index finger against his slightly parted lips, "Shh…" and turned his attention towards the door. Soft breathes sounded from behind the door and Mathias swung it open to find Emil trembling in his place. Something indescribable churned in his core and he watched as Emil's eyes stared wide open at his erect manhood. Mathias noticed this nonverbal action and smirked knowingly.

"I… I didn't… Sorry!" Emil stumbled over his words with a bright red blush spreading across his cheeks.

Mathias's loving expression consoled him as he spoke nicely, "It's no big deal. Come on over here, Emil. Follow me."

Lukas propped himself up on his elbows with a indistinguishable expression. This was the first time that he had seen that look in his indigo eyes. He was gazing at him with bedroom eyes and Emil felt himself sporting an erection against his dark brown pants. Mathias guided Emil closer to Lukas's bed and swiftly advanced on the Icelander.

"Wh… Hey! What are you do-" Emil tried to protest against Mathias, who thrusted his lithe body backwards onto the bed. Lukas seized the opportunity to cradle the fidgeting boy against his chest. Mathias watched from behind as Lukas gazed deep into Emil's lavender eyes that shone with anticipation and curiosity.

"I've seen you watch us, dear brother," Lukas whispered seductively, "and I know exactly what you want."


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