noirtrassh: MARCTHANIEL SMUT OOF, THE BEGINNING SHOULD TAKE PLACE IN A BAR

Drunken Confessions

Marc let out a laugh while Nathaniel guided him out to his car in the parking lot. Today was the official release of their first issue of the chronicles of Ladybug and Cat Noir and as a reward they went to celebrate with all of their friends.

Sadly Nathaniel and Marc needed to leave early if they were going to have any time or energy to work on the next issue. The red head didn't drink since he was driving tonight, but Marc was more wasted than he's ever seen him before.

Nathaniel and Marc were roommates as well as partners for their comic book. They've been the best of friends ever since highschool and have stuck by each other since then. Neither of them knew how much that was about to change tonight.

In the car Marc was leaned back with a smile on his face. "Today's been the best day of my life."

"I could say the same." Nathaniel said with a smile. "I'm glad you had fun though."

"I still can't believe that WE are getting to publish an official comic book that people will want to buy." Marc said still excited.

"I know the feeling, it's like a dream that you never want to wake up from."

"Hmm I wouldn't say that."

"What do you mean?"

"If this was a dream I'd be getting fucked by my dream man right now."

Nathaniel raised an eyebrow at the green eyed boy. He was well aware that Marc was gay, but he was never open about his sexual exploits. It must have been the alcohol talking. "Well that one guy at the bar was eyeing you pretty closely. You thought about hooking up with him."

Marc chuckled. "He's cute and all, but he's not what I want. I'm pining for someone else at the moment."

Nathaniel stopped at a red light. "Who might that be?" Marc was silent and the artist was worried he might have overstepped. "It's okay...you don't have to tell me if you're-"

The writer reached over and turned Nathaniel's head to face him. Before the red head could react he felt his lips being pressed against another's. Marc sensually kissed his lips softly with a passion he's never felt before. Nathaniel's eyes drifted to a close and returned his kiss as their tongues slowly slipped into the others mouth and their breath began to mix.

They parted at the sound of a horn from behind them an looked ahead to see that the light was green. Nathaniel continued to drive and they sat in silence for a moment.

Nathaniel's heart pounded as the kiss ran through his mind. He never thought of Marc as anything other than a friend, but his mind was slowly starting to change, that kiss was no joke.

At least that's what he thought until he notice the faint taste of alcohol on his tongue. He sighed trying to mask his disappointment. "Marc...you're drunk."

"So?" The writer raised a brow.

"So you probably aren't serious about wanting to sleep with me. Look...I think you're great and if I'm gonna be honest I like you too...but I doubt out of all the guys who are interested you would settle for me."

"I would have never been able to tell you this sober." Marc admitted. "I didn't want to assume your sexuality. I've only ever seen you with girls and I was afraid to ask, but now...maybe I might have a chance if I could prove that I could pleasure you better than any girl could..."

Nathaniel was about to ask what he meant by that until he felt the zipper of his Jean's come undone. "M...Marc what are you-?"

"Relax Nath." Marc pulled out Nathaniel's shaft and began to slowly stroke him into hardness.

Nathaniel was having a hard time keeping the wheel steady as he desperately tried to keep his eyes on the round. "M...Marc we can't...d..do this I'm driving."

"Then I guess you better pay attention." Nathaniel let out a slight gasp at the wet feeling on his dick. Marc sucked on the tip pressing his tongue against the top.

Nathaniel throbbed at the warm wet feeling around his cock and tried his absolute hardest not to slip into a deep state of pleasure. Marc lowered his mouth further until the red head was deep down his throat and he moaned at the feeling sending delicious vibrations throughout the artist body.

When Marc started to Bob up and down creating a steady rhythm Nathaniel knew he was done for. They still had a little ways to go before they finally made it home, but he wasn't sure how long he could last without getting into an accident. He noticed an abandoned parking on the side of the road and made his way towards it. He drove down an alleyway between two buildings and once they were out of sight, he parked the car, turned off the engine, and leaned his seat back a little further.

Nathaniel grabbed the back of the dark haired males head and began bucking his hips into his hot wet mouth. Marc was caught off guard by the force, but managed to steady himself enough to keep up with the fast paced rhythm.

"Fuck oh God dont stop I'm so close!" Nathaniel shouted as he felt himself coming over the edge. This encouraged Marc to pick up the pace and the artist couldn't take anymore. His come spilled inside of his lovers waiting mouth who swallowed every last drop that he had to offer.

Nathaniel was nearly out of breath, but he was no where near finished. He looked over at his partner. "You said you wanted to get fucked right?"

Marc's eyes widen as Nathaniel stepped out of the car and made his way to the other side. He opened the passenger door and attacked the dark haired males lips before grabbing on his hips, bending him over the seat, and pulling his pants down to the ground.

Nathaniel's dick twitched at the site of Marc's cute bubble butt in front of him, wondering how it'll feel to be inside. He's never been inside a man before, but there was a first time for everything.

Marc reached inside his jacket pocket and handed the red head a tube of lube. "Just in case it's too tight for you to handle." He teased.

"Quite bold of you to say, usually that kind of talk would get me to fuck you dry." Nathaniel growled. "...but since it's our first time. I'll let it slide for now."

Marc was harder than a rock, he never knew hearing Nathaniel talk like that would be a major turn on. He wondered if he should be more submissive in the future.

The artist rubbed some lube in his hole and fingered him a little which elicited a moan from the writer. It didn't to much to prepare him, but he was loving the feeling of pleasure that he was receiving. Nathaniel tossed the tube to the side and pulled his pants down to whip out his cock. He rubbed his tip against the entrance and slowly pushed his way inside.

Marc groaned a bit not expecting the red head to be so big, but quickly relaxed. Nathaniel quickly focused on restraining himself as the feeling around his cock felt better than anything he's ever experienced. It still felt hot and wet just like his other times, but alot more tighter and that was nearly enough to make him start thrusting deep into the man.

He gripped his hips and slowly humped forward feeling the increase of pleasure build up. Marc bit his lip trying to keep himself from getting to loud, despite no one being in view he still didn't want to draw any unwanted attention since they were still in public

Nathaniel pulled Marc hips back slamming against his own as he continued his fast and steady rhythm. The sound of light slapping filled the air of silence mixed in with their moans.

"Nath...Nathan..oh I love you." Marc began to loose control of his moaning and the sound fueled Nathaniel's actions causing him to fuck his lover harder. Marc gasped as the feeling was started to become to much for him as well. "Nath...I'm gonna cum!"

Nathaniel leaned forward and wrapped his arms around the dark haired male's waist and whispered into his ear. "Me too...just a little more."

In just a few more thrust, Marc came all over the seat and passed out from the exhaustion. Nathaniel continued to fuck him until he came to his release as well as he pumped his load deep into the writer. After a few minutes of trying to catch their breaths Nathaniel pulled out and spread Marc's ass a little watching his semen spill out and fall down his leg.

That's when he decided that he'd be the only person who was allowed to do this to him. From now on this sight before him was only for him to see.

Nathaniel fixed up Marc and carried him into the backseat to rest. He placed a kiss on his forehead and proceeded to take the two of them home. He looked at the rearview mirror watching his sleeping lover as a smile came on his face remembering what the writer had said earlier.

"I love you too Marc."