"That's cool. Hey Emil, have you ever had a blow job?"
Emil wasn't sure how to respond to that question. It was so out of the blue and personal that he didn't know whether to ask if he was offering or tell him to get out. Instead of choosing either option he opted for the usual and remained silent even though his mind was anything but.
It's felt like ages since his last one and Xiao is anything but a bad-looking fellow. Does this mean he thinks Emil's attractive as well? But what if it ruins their still blossoming friendship? Emil can feel his conscious really conflicting. One side knowing he shouldn't do anything bad, that he was sent here because of his sneaky, naughty, irresponsible ways. But the other was complete temptation; Tino and Berwald won't be home for a while, Peter's asleep, even if anyone comes home it would be hard to hear anything going on, all his homework is done so shouldn't there be a reward?
Emil's face brightened in color making his eyes stand out even more. Xiao just cracked a sly grin. He felt like he could live off of the reactions of the other teen. Having the new kid here in this college town definitely made life more interesting for Xiao. He sat on the bed and looked towards the window when Emil's voice broke the silence.
"Is that a question or an offer?"
Surprised Xiao snapped his head back to the pale teen and saw his demeanor change. Where was that shy guy he would tease with food and blush whenever he fed him or their hands brushed? This other side perplexed him but then again he was still getting to know Emil.
"Which would you prefer?" He decided to play along.
"Matters. Which is your mouth better at; conversation or oral?" Emil knew that from time to time Xiao liked to poke his buttons, but maybe this time he can poke back. In a possibly nonsexual way.
They locked eyes. A stare down to see who would fold first. Xiao hasn't played gay chicken in a while but then again he was never chicken about being gay. Emil's cheeks were still pink and his hair was in slight disarray but the determination in his eyes could not be missed. He inched closer to the bed, not breaking his gaze from Xiao, stopping just to climb on the sheets and straddle Xiao's hips. The Icelander got closer and closer but never touched his friend, waiting to see if he slips up, shoves him off and walks out. But he doesn't.
Being this close Emil can see the gears turning in Xiao's mind through his dark eyes. It's a nice change from the usual mysteriousness. For once Emil felt like he had the upper hand. Feeling more confident he started to gently play with a lock of hair by Xiao's face. Soon after his bangs swooped down and fell into his face, breaking their stare like thick curtains. Emil swept the hair to the side, lightly touching one of his thick brows, seeing a new somewhat shocked expression on Xiao when he pulled the hair back.
Xiao leaned up and kissed Emil immediately, grabbing around the collar of his shirt and pulling him down on the bed. A squeak found itself in Emil's throat as he was changed position and now under his friend, who is currently sucking his bottom lip. He wasn't expecting this. Then again, he didn't know what to expect in the first place. But it felt good.
Xiao shifted his body more on top of Emil, pinning him to the mattress, but the blonde didn't mind. Usually when things caught him off guard he freezes up, but Xiao didn't do much after that. After being tossed down and pinned he was expecting a flurry of kisses and getting down to the dirty business but it was just the opposite. The kisses turned soft and very tender. He felt the sensation like he was melting. Never had his body felt so lucid and lax. Slowly he felt his legs spread wider on their own accord before hugging Xiao's hips to his.
A couple of minutes pass when they break apart, catching their breath. When Emil looks up he sees Xiao staring at him, as if digging with his eyes making Emil feel self conscious all over again. He tries looking anywhere but at the brunette but that's quite the challenge since they were still so close.
"So, I know that wasn't a blow job, but I can't help but notice I just blew your mind."
Emil scoffed and fidgeted around, brushing off the other man and looked away.
"I only went along with it because I can still taste the Chinese."
"Yeah, sure. If that's the case I'll be sure to pepper myself with seasonings instead of cologne." Emil couldn't help but laugh, actually imagining the other doing that.
"Mmm. Hey what time is it?" Xiao still deciding not to get off Emil, placed more weight on top of him as he fished out his cell from his pants.
"Oh shit it's that late? I gotta go." But instead of the common sense to get off and leave the brunette slumped against Emil and buried his head in his neck, making him twitch since he was a little ticklish.
"What time is it?"
"8:30"
"We've been making out for that long?"
"I know, time flies when I'm that good."
"Pfft. Whatever."
"Hmm."
". . . . So are you gonna get off me?" Xiao sighed.
"Yeah I guess." He lifted himself up and climbed off the teen, standing next to the bed and stretching out his limbs. Emil stayed where he was for a moment and felt just how cold the room was without the other on top of him. He hated that inside he kinda missed it. But rather then dwell on it any further he got up and showed Xiao the door.
The air turned awkward when they left Emil's room. What does this make them now? Mentally Emil kept telling himself not to fret over it. If they wanted to do it again then it'll happen again. It's as simple as that. And if Xiao doesn't want to that's fine because they're not really attached right?
"So when do you want me to come over tomorrow?"
"What?"
"When would you like me to come over?"
"Umm . . ."
"How does 1:00 sound?"
"F-fine I guess."
"Cool. I'll bring some more food too so don't eat until I get here." Emil puffed out his cheeks and furrowed in response.
"I'll eat whenever I want."
"Fine fine."
Then the silence crept up again. Emil didn't know what to say or how to really act. Well, besides his bored-seeming self. He waited for the other to finish tying his shoes and leaned on the wall for support. After what felt like forever he walked Xiao to the door and opened it for him, waiting for him to say something.
Xiao grabs his bike and is about to take off when he looks back at Emil.
"See you tomorrow."
And winks.
Emil slammed the front door in reply.
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"I'm really glad we did this. It's been a long time hm?"
"Y's." Berwald replied simply.
Tino reached across the table and took Berwald's hand and began rubbing circles into his palm to try and relax him.
"You seem so tense. Don't worry, I don't kiss on the first date. I'm not a loose person Mr. Oxenstierna"
"Damn."
Tino laughed, making the giant crack a sincere smile.
"You know, you have th' most beautiful smile." This made the Fin blush.
"Ber . . ."
"Since your face 's so round it's so big and bright. I love seeing it 'veryday." He could feel Tino's hands rubbing a little faster in his flustered state.
"You know what I love? How you seem so stern and serious in appearance, but really you're one of the most caring, goofiest people I know. If it wasn't for you and Peter, I'd probably have no reason to smile."
After the words come out of his mouth he looks up at his boyfriend and sees the biggest blush he's ever seen displayed on Berwald. Well besides having sex for the first time. And second. And possibly third and fourth time. The hand he was stroking intertwines their fingers and he smiles at the Finnish man.
"T'no. . . " Damn did Berwald wish he had a ring.
Just then the waiter came with their food before Berwald could continue what he was saying. Then again he wasn't sure himself what he was going to say.
They dig into their food, stealing glances every so often, and feed each other a couple bites from each others plates. When they're done Tino asks for the check and refuses Berwald to pay for it, let alone see it.
Then they walk back to the car and Berwald asks what Tino would like to do next on their date.
"Let's just drive around! Maybe we'll find something interesting." Berwald nods and starts the car, pulling out and turning any direction he so chooses.
An hour goes by, Tino pointing at random buildings and telling stories about them. They stop at a red light when Tino points at another built with decaying bricks covered in graffiti and tinted windows. There's sign above it with old English font spelling out "Rooster's Tattoos".
"Arthur and I went there once."
Berwald raised his brow, not recalling any tattoos he's seen on the other man.
"Yeah! We both got a piercing and he got his tattoo touched up."
"What?"
"Haha yeah! He got his eyebrow pierced and I got my tongue pierced. But I got a lot of . . . not so great response from it so I took it out."
"I wanna see."
"Hahaha I don't know if there's still a hole Ber. It might've closed up."
"Can I see your tongue?"
"Hahaha no-"
Beep!
"Light's green!"
"D'mn."
Another hour passes and Berwald has no idea where they are but Tino keeps reassuring he does. They're on the outskirts of a different town that Berwald's never been to before and are driving into what the blonde says is downtown. The sky's dark but the city is filled with light and commotion. The road soon becomes blocked off and people are all about the streets with excited faces. They find a space and walk around themselves when they find that they've stepped into a festival.
Rows and rows of hot air balloons fill the streets with their many different colors and baskets. People inside some and taking pictures while the owner turns on the gas and blasts the loud flame to fill the balloon, but not enough to take it off the ground. Tino quickly grabs Berwald's hand and pulls him towards each one.
They stop and talk every once in a while to the pilots when they aren't pulling the lever for the flame. Tino remembered that this town specialized in making hot air balloons.
They continued walking down the street when one caught their full attention. All blown up and puffed out was one with a bunch of flags. Each vertical lining of the balloon was one country. It made them both smile to see the Finnish flag and Swedish flag sewn side by side. Neither said anything but knew it just made the moment. Walking around it they saw the Union Jack next to the American flag, Russia, Belarus, Ukraine, Denmark, Norway, Iceland, Germany, Switzerland, France, Spain, Greece, Turkey, Egypt, Columbia, Chile, Brazil, Mexico, Japan, China, Italy, Germany, and Canada. They both took pictures, Berwald sending it to Lukas and Tino to Arthur and Feli.
Tonight couldn't have gone any better. Berwald felt more relaxed and Tino enjoyed the attention he was getting after both of them having such busy schedules.
They walked hand and hand back to the car and made their drive back home. Tino lead the way with his directions, frequently asking if Ber wanted him to drive but politely declined. After a while Ber still hasn't seen any familiar land marks or street names and wondered if Tino really was leading them home.
"Do I turn up here?"
"No keep going straight."
"'s this a short cut?"
"No, more of a scenic route I guess you could say."
"Mm."
About 20 minutes later they're driving next to a field when Tino tells him to pull over. Ber wants to ask why but does so anyway, pulling off into the shoulder of the road and notices Tino unbuckling and opening the door.
"Come on!"
Following Tino he gets out and hops over the small wooden fence that's not there for seal but more for property lines and catches up to his little boyfriend.
Out in the middle of the field he stops and stares up at the sky. Billions upon billions of little stars and few planets sparkle down on them. The grass came up to Berwald's mid calf and the air was surprisingly warm. He felt Tino's hand find his again and looked down to meet his eyes. They were so wide and even in the dark with no moonlight you can make out the gleam in them.
"Berwald Oxenstierna I'm in love with you."
The Swede, chest tight in in overwhelming happiness, bent down and closed the gap between them. He wrapped his arms around Tino's waist and hoisted him up, the other's legs clenched around Ber's hips and kissed the larger man possessively. The Fin's hands cupped Berwald's face and mouth was just about sucking the life out of him.
The Swedish man lowered them into the grass and broke the kiss to leave a trail down Tino's jaw. In return he could feel Tino's hands raking through his hair and mouth panting with the occasional moan. When the hands lowered down to his neck he felt the fabric of his shirt becoming loose and saw some of the buttons undone. Tino's legs tightened around his side and he could feel they were both starting to bulge. He was about the release Tino from the restraining clothing when a laugh broke the air.
"Oh wow did I just walk in on something awesome!"
Both looked up to the sound of the voice and saw the uniform of a policeman.
"Fuck." Tino groaned.
"Alright you two love birds, get up! You're coming with me."
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Hi everybody! Sorry for the long wait. I got a new job and it's full time ^.^ I really like it there. I'm in a cafe at a shooting range! Sorry for any spelling mistakes, I'm posting this before giving it to my editor because I feel bad for the long wait with such a cliff hanger. Hope you guys like it!
Luing Arkeanda, my editor (also my BFL (Bro-Fo-Life)) and I have this game where I try and make her choke and/or spew her drink whenever I can by saying or doing something outlandish. I thought I would share that with you because now I feel challenged to make you spew your drink XD
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