A small chuckled echoed around the empty stairwell leading to the downstairs and rather disserted lower floor of the coffee shop, though the two had been out for a long while really it was pretty early and a weekend anyway. First thing in the morning on a week day even the hidden seats of the shop were filled with working men and woman to get their morning fix of caffeine.
And yet now it was the perfect place for just the two of them to warm up.
Giving a grunt as he sat down on a small sofa, Alfred almost found himself lost of the puffy cushions. Mathieu set the bags on the empty arm chair before pulling out his wallet. "Just a hot chocolate for you, right?" Receiving a small nod the male smiled lightly and left his brother to order.
Sitting rather comfortably on his own gave Alfred a moment to look around the shop, it was nice. Deep red walls with the odd Italian words here and there to make it seem, authentic rather than just a building in the middle of snowy Canada; not that it was working much. There was a lack of windows but it made no difference, the lighting was good enough. Kicking his feet out as he waited rather impatiently for his hot chocolate ...oh, and his lover too.
Almost tripping over his own feet without a unemployed hand to hold occupied with the hand rail, Mathieu grumbled a moment but pasted on a smile once he saw the other; seemly mistaking the sofa for a bed. "Al..." He tried to look annoyed but as he placed down the two cups Mathieu couldn't help but chuckle . "Here."
Taking his own seat as he nudged over the steaming mug to the other male with his own hands around the plastic cup that received odd looks from this brother. "How can you drink something cold on a day like today, and after being on the ice...?" Alfred didn't get an answer, nor did he expect one as his brother started on the iced coffee; happy to stick with the hot chocolaty one himself.
Mathieu leant back with a small sigh as half of the brewage soon found itself gone. The faintest brush of his leg against the others caused the other blonde male to yelp lightly, almost to the point of dropping his boiler of a drink. "Ma-Mattie...You're freezing...!" The Canadian merely blinked at the other before raising a brow "I fell on ice, that happens to be frozen water..."
Placing down his much treasured drink, Alfred cupped his hands on the others cheeks allowing the male to melt into the warmth. "I'll be fine, I'm the hero. Remember?" Mathieu gave a soft twitter of laugher as he locked eyes with the other. "Even hero's can freeze, I would know." Alfred gave a soft sigh as he leant up, pressing his lips to the others. Mathieu joyfully met them. He didn't notice the cold that much, sure he's legs were slightly dead but that was fine; nothing a warm shower couldn't fix.
Alfred on the other hand, wasn't too sure. Okay, yes his brother was being all heroic today and yes, the Canadian was used to the colder weather. But still! Alfred wanted to protect him, even if it was from a slight cold. Shutting his eyes and leaning more into the other, deepening the tender kiss as his fingers traced over the other males cheeks slowly.
Only finding himself able to grin into the kiss as Mathieu also drew his eyes to a close, thawing at both his lovers affectionate kisses and touches. Leaking into the pillows that seemed to engulf the two males. Parting his lips to permit the other access, sounding a small grunt of pleasure as Alfred's tongue kept itself busy by exploring the taller males lips and inner cheeks. Savouring the sweet taste of coffee that coated the oh so sweet natural taste of Mathieu; but this was just as enjoyable really.
Brought on by the others subtle sounds, Alfred hands trickled down the others cheeks and slowly down his chest as finally their lips parted. Only to take a new victim; Mathieu's neck. Tongue tracing a trail of saliva up the skin with the odd brush of teeth here and there drove the Canadian males blush to the surface. Against the warm lights of the room the path left by Alfred simply glistened as his hands fondled with the hem of his lovers shirt.
Mathieu's empty lips gave away soft titters as he felt the others lips, tongue and teeth brush against the pale skin of his neck. Outdoor wear left to keep the arm chair warm with the bags. The two males didn't need them: they had each other. A shiver ran down his spine as finger tips merely brushed the skin under his shirt, soon finding themselves upwards.
Smirking at the others reactions, Alfred only drew his hands to the others nipples; pinching the erect skin softly. Earning a moan laced yelp from the taller male "Al-Alfred..." Not so much ignoring the utters of the other but just not gracing them with an reply; Alfred was too busy appreciating the syrupy taste of Mathieu's skin. Maybe getting a little too into it as his hands immigrated from the others chest to his waist line.
Fingers quickly glided into the others still rather sodden trousers, ghosting over the underwear before slid into them. Breaking Mathieu out of his lustful trance, eyes that were drawn in a black out of everything but Alfred's caress's. Now however as his eyes wondered around the room he remembered where to two of them were. "Alfred..." Mathieu chewed at his lip as he placed a hand on the others.
This time at the tone in the others voice made him pause. Alfred looked to his brother before nodding and removing his hands. Giving a small smile as his brothers blush faded, fingers that once passionately lingered on the skin now traced his brothers hair in a chaste tangle. "You don't want to?"
Bright eyes looked to his brother and then to the walls around him moments before a chortle dripped from his lips. "Just not here." Mathieu smirked, flicking his tongue over the others ear lobe before going back to his drink. Now partially melted. While Alfred lifted and downed his drink; now a more lukewarm chocolate than a hot one. "How 'bout when we get home?"
Jerking his head in a small nod as his blush reignited, Mathieu smiled. "Oui."
Though his lips were opened to create some kind of conversation but the male found his hands tightly held by the others. Blinking, Mathieu spotted their bags being held captive by his lovers hands. Jumping off his seat with his coffee still in hand, he peered to the other "I didn't think you meant now...
...Not that I'm complaining."