Melting Ice
Chapter Four
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"No…" The initial feeling that surged through Emil's subtly transforming body was indescribable. He was devastated, bewildered, and apprehensive; this was too surreal to be reality. How could this happen to him? Scientifically, it wasn't possible unless he were a female beforehand, which he was not. Groaning in exasperation, Emil kicked his legs away from his chest and sobbed out in a mixture of emotions. Tino leaned over to embrace the unstable eighteen year old, whispering encouraging phrases in his ear.
"No, no, no! I can't let anyone know. You have to promise me that you won't tell anyone, Tino!" Emil begged pathetically as soon as they parted from the consoling embrace. Tino nodded, reassuring him that this secret is safe with him.
"You can't hide it for long. You have to eventually let them know or they will find out," Tino established the facts with the hysterical young adult. Sighing out a final sob, Emil buried his face in his hands and then placed his hands on his faint swelling belly. His clothes were becoming too tight fitting on his body. His shorts and jeans no longer fit him, causing his self esteem to crash into tragic ruins. He snatched a pair of Mathias's navy blue sweat pants along with Lukas's baggy white shirt.
"I know…" Emil whispered out, glancing away from Tino's concerned eyes, "I'm just not ready yet to let anyone else know." Touching his swelling petite chest in a new found amazement, Emil nervously sighed out. Standing up abruptly, the pregnant adult decided to leave the dreadful room.
Pulling the door open and walking over to his big brother's bedroom, Emil flushed a dark cherry red blush at the scene in front of his eyes. Emil's sudden animosity fluttered throughout the atmosphere as Mathias held on to Lukas's thighs and entered his lubricated entrance swiftly. Heavy pants bounced off of the walls caused by the pleasure that the men were enjoying. Emil watched idly for ten minutes straight at the erotic sight before his trembling eyes, shoving his right hand in his pants and massaging his length to the thrusts of Mathias's thick length pounding in and out of his handsome brother's tightness.
After they both climaxed, the younger male copied the same action with a barely contained moan.
Unknowingly to everyone, Berwald shuffled down the hall in the direction of the bedroom and his glasses fogged up at the scene of Emil masturbating to Mathias and Lukas making love. Shaking his head in embarrassment, the tall Swede stalked away in search for his beloved wife.
Emil huffed out in jealousy at the pleasure that he craved; the pleasure that he had not received in a week from either male.
"Emil!" Mathias shouted out in humiliation, covering up their connected bodies under the blankets, "Did ya find out what was wrong with ya?"
Lukas blushed furiously, snuggling closer to his Danish lover. They shared a kiss with equally reddened blushes and directed their focus back onto Emil's less than pleased expression.
Coughing uncomfortably, Emil turned away with his arms crossed, "No." Just the sight of them behaving in such a bashful way sent Emil over the edge with jaundice. Was he not good enough for them? The last time they touched him was last week. Seven days ago. Ever since he started to develop a barely noticeable baby bump, they have evaded his existence. Were they grossed out? It was their fault for impregnating him! Heartbreakingly, neither of them noticed his baby bump; they simply assumed that he was putting on extra weight. His black licorice couldn't have accumulated that many pounds!
"Is there something wrong, lillebror?" Lukas removed himself from his Danish boyfriend, leaned over to grab his boxers, clothe himself, and approach his teary eyed brother at the threshold of his bedroom door. Emil side stepped, eluding his concerned brother's advancements. Lukas stared at his perturbed sibling, inching closer to his recoiling pregnant figure. He didn't want anyone near him. He was afraid of them discovering his nightmarish reality. Mathias dragged himself out of bed, wrapping the blanket loosely around his hips.
"Don't act so stingy, Emil..." Mathias whispered against the younger's trembling bottom lip. He connected their lips without Lukas's permission, deepening it. He expertly swung his strong right arm around Emil's waist, and squeezed their bodies closer together. Lukas rubbed his erected nipples teasingly, watching his lovers make out. Sighing out in relief after disconnecting his lips from Mathias, he started to weep against Mathias's bare muscular chest.
"I-I can't tell you," He sniffled, "because you won't like me anymore! Y-You will be disgusted." Unable to contain his emotions any longer, he choked out noisy sobs as Mathias circled his arms around the younger one and circled his thumbs on the small of his back. Lukas was taken back by Emil's overly emotional side and embraced the weeping young adult. Emil relished in the warmth and attention of his two lovers, but the secret of his pregnancy frightened him beyond belief.
"You can tell us anything, lillebror," Lukas informed him, kissing his sensitive neck impatiently and sweeping his hand around to feel Emil's baby bump.
Mathias leaned down to kiss Emil full on the mouth, grunting softly as he lost control of his body. With unrestrained force, Mathias yanked Emil away and slammed him onto the bed on his back. Emil's eyes were wide open, feeling something inside of him churning and fizzling numbly. It was puzzling; a feeling that didn't sit well with the Icelander. Lukas climbed onto the bed, pushing Mathias away in order to position his half naked body in between Emil's legs. Before Lukas managed to jerk Emil's sweat pants down, he held up a hand in objection.
"I need to tell you something," Emil's soft fearful voice broke them out of their stupor, "and you have to promise me that you won't judge me!" His voice grew loud and temperamental. Lukas sighed out in disappointment at his unsatisfied erection that was noticeable to the witnessing eyes. Mathias merely nodded, "We care about ya, Emil. It can't be that bad. I mean, it's not like you are going to tell us something weird," He explained in a surprisingly nonchalant voice, "Unless you told us something as crazy as being pregnant." Lukas and Mathias laughed thunderously at what he had said and ignored Emil's crestfallen facial expression.
Emil decided to fabricate a lie instead of telling them the honest truth. So much for trusting that he could open up and tell them what was going on with him.
"Well?" Lukas prompted, "Are you going to tell us this forbidden secret?" Laughs tumbled out of the two older males' mouths. Emil shook his head furiously, "Forget it!" And with that shouted out, Emil removed himself from the bedroom in a fiery rage. He couldn't believe how inconsiderate his brother and the Dane could be with his precious feelings.
Deciding to keep his motives to himself, he stormed into his bedroom and prepared for a night out on the town. They didn't deserve his presence. Mathias called him fat and Lukas poked at his belly. In addition to the hormones going haywire, Emil felt the need to escape for an enjoyable evening.
The night was young and so was he. Emil watched as bystanders twisted their heads to stare at his protruding belly. His swollen chest hurt, his clothes were too constricting, and his feet were sore. Emotional and distraught, Emil rushed in the direction of the local clothing store and portrayed himself as a prude. Especially since he was visiting the maternity section. One of the workers stared at him, studying him as if he were a new species.
Twenty minutes later full of trying on different push up bras and maternity clothes, he settled for a cute outfit that was comfortable. It was a long white top with random black stripes. The low cut part showed off a hint of faint cleavage to the wandering eye and a simple pair of midnight black fitted maternity leggings with pockets to hold his wallet and cellphone. He could not fathom how he was changing so fast. Yesterday, he had small breasts and now he needed a bra to support for them. His belly was somewhat noticeable. However, Emil deemed it crucial to wear a loose fitting shirt to hide the gradually growing baby bump.
Once he left the store filled to the top with gawking judgmental women, he carried the plastic bag with his new clothing to his house and changed in the downstairs bathroom. He was not stupid. He knew damn well that Mathias and Lukas were upstairs either fucking or cuddling like love birds. How could he blame them? He was the one who intruded their relationship, or so he thought.
No words were spoken as he left from the final time that evening in his new outfit. He looked like a pretty girl. The spell inside of him swirled wildly and he hunched over in immense pain. His abdomen was stretching slightly and then the sensation dissipated. Just like his footsteps when he bumped into someone familiar.
His height was the first thing that he noticed in the man gazing down at him. His eyes could not pull away from his charming appearance. Emil was speechless. His words caught in his throat. He knew this man. Yeah, it was one of Mathias's close childhood friends.
Shivering against the nighttime breeze, Emil blushed zealously at the close distance between them. What was his name again? The eighteen year old failed to remember the older male's name. Before the ashen blonde could open his mouth to speak, he hunched over for the umpteenth time today with the spell stirring in his system.
"Aren't you Mathias's boyfriend's little brother?" The Dutch voice yanked Emil's attention back to his smirking face. Nodding cautiously in response, Emil stepped back to widen the proximity between them. Lars stepped forward, "Why are you out so late?" As he stepped closer, Emil collided into a bricked wall behind him and flinched at the fingertips that were gracefully tracing the outline of his parted mouth.
"Don't be so bashful. You are no virgin," Lars muttered under his breath, "It's obvious that you are carrying something inside of you."
"Don't touch me…" Emil warned and cursed the blush that heated up his cheeks.
Chuckling condescendingly, Lars roamed his large hand over Emil's small swollen chest and squeezed one teasingly while the other hand massaged his evolving baby bump. He was so embarrassed. The baby inside of his womb was developing at such a fast rate. What could have caused this? He was a male!
His emerald eyes flashed with fascination; something that Emil would have not expected from someone as reticent as him. He enjoyed the interest, the attention, and the longing gaze that Lars was sending him. For almost a week, he was deprived of this love from the two who impregnated him. Just the thought of that made Emil's blood boil. He finally concluded to replace the negative vibes with compulsive actions. Drowned in sudden desire, Lars lifted Emil's chin with one finger and wrapped a strong arm around his waist. Their lips meshed together, hearts raced, and their bodies slipped into a dark alley way.
Meanwhile at Lukas's two story house, Mathias grinded up against Lukas's backside to their favorite pumping party song in the living room. Beer bottles lined the coffee table and the adrenaline drove them wild with desire.
Lukas moaned as Mathias groped his soft ass, "I love how ya -hic- do that to me, Danmark…" The taller male chuckled lowly, "You and Emil are alike in so many ways."
"Oh really? Is that so?" Lukas spoke clumsily through his intoxicated state, hanging his arms loosely around his boyfriend's neck.
While Lukas and Mathias made love in his bedroom, Lars convinced Emil to follow him to his house. At first the suggestion took the pregnant adult back, but Lars managed to persuade him to continue their actions in his apartment.
"So who is your baby's Daddy? Have you told him?" Lars asked with a sneak smirk, wrapping his arms around Emil's waist and touching the faint baby bump with his other hand. Blushing furiously, the ashen blonde male turned away in shame. How could he confess that he had sex with his brother along with his brother's boyfriend? Lars would never look at them the same again. He knew this man since he was seventeen and all of these romantic advancements were triggering regrets between them. Especially if Lukas and Mathias were to find out that he shamelessly made out with Mathias's childhood friend.
"No…" Emil shook his head, pushing away from the Dutchman on the couch. However, Lars pulled the younger male onto his lap, forcing him to straddle him and smashing their lips together. Heart racing and palms sweating, Emil rejected his kiss by ripping his face away from Lars. He stared in confusion at the bashful male; different than the behaviors he was exhibiting earlier in the alleyway. What happened to the horny Icelander?
Reuniting their lips once again, the warmth sent shivers up and down Emil's spine. Lars started to become increasingly frantic in the kiss, shuffling them in order to tower over Emil's petite form. The obvious boner that Lars was sporting generated a blush on Emil's cheeks. He felt his small breasts were being fondled and his erection was poking against his outfit. The spell boiled inside of him, which turned up the passionate flame between them.
"I-I can't do this!" Emil cried out emotionally out of the blue, shoving the older man away from his caged body. Lars removed his body off of Emil's reluctant body and watched in puzzlement as Emil inched away hesitatingly.
"What's wrong with you?" Lars asked cautiously, blindly fumbling for his pipe on the bedside table. Once he found it and reached for his lighter, Emil's personality did a back flipping turn. Gasping dramatically at the polluting smoke that escaped his nostrils, he bolted forward to smack his precious pipe out of his hand. Lars's green eyes narrowed at the inconsiderate action from Emil and advanced forward in utter irritation.
"Smoking around me is bad for my unborn baby!" Emil cried out, pounding his fists against the tall man's robust chest. He was binded by the older man's strong arms, which hindered any form of escape. Guilt consumed him; he fooled around behind his brother's back. He fooled around with Mathias's best friend! The consequences would be undesirable to say the least.
There was a pregnant silence shared between them. Only the sound of breathing played the role of sound effects. Lars exhaled through his nostrils, leading the younger man towards his bedroom. Emil strove to halt their footsteps, but Lars swooped his arms and carried the youngster in his arms.
"Have you told your baby's Daddy yet?" His simple question made Emil recoil at the unanticipated effect. As well as being thrown onto the queen sized bed, trapped underneath his body, and twisting away to elude the oncoming kiss.
"N-No," Emil was shocked that he felt obligated to answer this man's question. Why was he so inquisitive about his personal life? Sure, it was abnormal for a male -that never had the reproductive organs in the first place- to carry a fetus inside of his womb. Something happened and the only logical conclusion was Lukas and his disastrous spells. Furious emotions burned his insides at the mere thought of what his big brother made him endure.
"Wait," Emil interrupted the next thing that the elder was going to say, "Why do you want to know about my personal life? The last time I saw you was when my brother and Mathias started to date… and you didn't even acknowledge me!" Emil was breathing harshly at this point and fired up. He continued to rant, "Why are you so interested now? Why?!" Tears leaked out of his eyes while he pounded his balled up fists against Lars's chest incessantly.
"Hey, don't get all upset. Why would you bring up them?" Lars raised an intrigued eyebrow and continued, "I don't know why, but sometimes you develop feelings for others..."
Lars squeezed the emotional young adult closer to his warm chest, allowing his scarf to tickle Emil's nose. Emil shook his head in defeat, "N-No! That's not why!"
"Yes it is!" Lars countered Emil's evident denial.
"If you are so sure, then prove it!" Emil barked through his evaporating tears.
"Fine," Lars smirked before leaning down to capture the other's slightly parted lips and pulled away rather quickly, "I'll show you how much I can love you."
Without any hint of hesitation, Lars yanked down Emil's black leggings along with the pale pink panties that he decided to wear with the outfit.
No. What is he doing?
Out of the blue, Emil's cellphone that somehow ended up falling past the pillow started to roar with irritating rings. Who would call at this moment? The most inconvenient moment!
Emil grunted into the pillow, reaching blindly for his endlessly ringing cellphone, and struggled to answer it as Lars spread his clenching cheeks.
"H-Hello?" Emil forced out through the pleasure that Lars was inflicting upon him.
"Where are you?" His big brother asked in a concerned voice on the other line. Not too far away, Emil could hear Mathias asking a plethora of questions concerning his location, if he were okay and whatnot. He would have expected that from his protective older brother; not the Dane.
"...Ah!" Emil cried out, feeling Lars wiggling his finger inside of his entrance with chilled lubrication. Lukas perked up at the surprise yet pleasured gasp from his little brother. His free hand clenched into a trembling fist. With a dark and demanding voice, Lukas demanded that he needed to return home this instant.
"What is going on?!" Mathias asked hysterically, pulling the cellphone away from his sweaty naked lover on the bed. Emil pursed his lips in fear that a moan might force its way up his throat and out of his mouth.
"Why don't you tell them what you are doing?" Lars asked mockingly after he pressed the speaker button to hear his friend's troubled voice on the other line. Everything went silent.
Three, two, one…
"Lars?! Is that you? What the fuck are ya doing with Emil?" Mathias demanded furiously, pressed on speaker so Lukas could hear and strained to capture the muffled groans. Lukas snatched the phone away from his boyfriend and growled like a feral dog.
"Emil? Where the hell are you?! You need to get home this instant!"
Emil couldn't say anything as his flushed face was shoved back into the pillow. Seriously regretting this decision of igniting the dangerous affair between them, he cried out as Lars thrusted into him with very little preparation. Sobs and pleading protests were silenced by the fluffy pillow that suffocated him. Painfully turning his head to the side, several cries for salvation strained his throat. Lars chuckled smugly, lunging in and out of the young man. Both of them could hear Mathias and Lukas at a loss of words and then Lukas shouted into the phone that was on speaker.
"Lars, you bastard. I will kick your ass once I find you!"
"Don't waste your time. Your 'lover' is enjoying this even while he's preg-"
"NO!" Emil hollered out in a hurry, summoning an ungodly amount of strength resulting from anxiousness and agony. Lars tumbled off of the bed backwards and cursed under his breath. Reaching for his cellphone, Emil managed to escape the bedroom with the discarded outfit in his shaky hands. Tears streamed down his flushed cheeks at the pain and humiliation of being taken advantage of like that by his lovers' friend. He wasn't sure if they would be friends after that happened. Once he escaped out of the apartment, he tugged on his outfit and made a run for it with his cellphone in his hand.
"Please answer me! Emil? Emil!" Lukas asked desperately, listening closely to the distant rumbles of distress. After a few moments of silence, Lukas was filled with hopelessness when the line went dead.
Meanwhile, Mathias was shoving his feet into his shoes with his car keys in hand. Lukas trailed close behind his irate boyfriend out of the house and gently shut the front door behind them. He knew that Mathias was familiar with the location of his childhood friend's house. It was unexpected for Lars to take advantage of someone who was precious to him. Emil was a petite male, who most likely could barely defend himself from danger. Furthermore, he was accumulating extra weight, so Mathias concluded that it was difficult for him to elude the dangerous encounters of the lustful men on the streets.
The drive to Lars's house was eerily quiet between the couple. Lukas decided to speak up in order to slice through the thick glacier in the atmosphere. Turning towards his unusually quiet boyfriend, he placed his left hand on Mathias's right thigh. Alarming the older male out of his thoughts, he sent Lukas a questioning glance before returning his eyes to the road before them.
"Why would Lars do such a thing?"
"I'm not sure," Mathias's grip on the black leather steering wheel tightened, "but this was very unexpected from someone like him." Lukas sharply adverted his attention to the window next to him, watching everything blur past. Mathias possessed an unbearable habit of speeding in his car. It was understandable at this time, but it was a typical trait of Mathias.
While the couple drove down the road that led into Lars's neighborhood, they caught sight of a pregnant person. That person resembled Emil, causing the lovers to gasp in unison. Wait, did he have breasts as well as a dress on? This must have been a humorless joke!
"Emil!" Lukas shouted out of the rolling down window at his teary eyed sibling. He limped down the sidewalk in a desperate attempt and ignored the shouts from his name. Embarrassment coated his shivering figure at the fact that they knew. They fucking knew what he was trying his best to hide away from the world! What he was trying to hide from them.
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