Sorry these are taking forever to get up. School is swamping me but I am trying. I think I will uploads these chapters in bigger sections. I know they are long already but I don't want this to take 30 or more chapters. Also send me a review on what you think on the idea of dropping some of the smut. We wrote a lot of smut for no reason and I know we like it a lot and probably a lot more than most people.
Also Thomas = Netherlands
Turning off the water, he could hear Mathias sobbing. Instead of going out there, he stayed in the bathroom grooming himself. No man wanted to be found crying, so Niels gave Mathias his space as long as he could. But work was calling and Niels had to leave the bathroom. As soon as he did, Mathias stopped crying and wiped away his tears. Realizing that neither had eaten yet, Niels went to his bag and rummaged for a few kroner.
"Buy yourself something while I'm gone. I'll be back around nine and I'm not taking the car." Last thing Niels wanted was an injured Mathias walking the streets of this hell hole. Kissing the man briefly, Niels left, jogging to the nearest bus stop.
His job was a ways away, but Niels didn't mind. The bus ride allowed him to unwind and think of what happened. He wasn't sure how to handle Mathias or if they should part ways. Niels could tell Mathias that he could beg his parents to take him back and that he'd seen the error of his ways and turned to God etc. But that idea made Niels feel sick. He had no one else, and he didn't want to lose Mathias due to his parent's narrow mindedness. But he had to figure out how to make him feel better.
When he arrived at work, Niels wasn't any closer to figuring out what to do. Instead he walked in and got escorted around the place, helping him get checked in and the like. Eventually he was dropped off at a cubicle with a tall gruff looking man. This said man was supposed to teach him all he needed to know and share the same work space. They would have the same schedule and eat at the same time, the boss had said. So Niels needed to make friends with the man or be miserable. And his co-worker didn't look all that nice. He was intimidating, even for Niels.
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Thomas' last co-worker had left months ago for unknown reasons he sincerely didn't care, and this new one didn't look better than the other; certainly that kind of guy who had never worked in an office. In fact, he really looked like the guy who would make the streets for money. He had seen many like him and he was certain that this Nielsmade no exceptions.
"Look, I don't like you and you don't like me, but we need to work together," he slowly said in Danish, turning on his chair and staring at Niels like he was the last of his worries, "You've better never come here drunk or drugged, otherwise, you might pass a really bad night."
He didn't care about those things in fact, but he didn't want to bring that at work and give him a bad reputation. He was known to do drugs outside of work and he really didn't want his bosses to think he was the one giving it to his co-workers, because it was really the last thing he would do.
"Keep your private life at home," he specified, pushing a pile of documents at the man, "All you need to do in short is make sure that the clients answer all of these questions. Even if they sound stupid, you have to say them; you are recorded."
He pointed at the computer, "And you fill the form with what they say," he said unenthusiastically, "Questions?"
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Niels took the papers and sat in his own corner. "Not really." he answered without a care. The thought of sharing a small space with a hard ass didn't sound appealing. Picking up his headphones and turning on his computer, he kept silent waiting for a phone call.
Looking over his shoulder, he saw that this... Thomas as he noted from the name tag, was on his own computer playing some game. The phone rang on Thomas' side and he kept playing the game during the asking of the questions.
After the phone call, Niels asked in a blunt voice, "Not scared the bosses will get mad over net usage?"
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Thomas kept his eyes on his game and frowned, a bit pissed, "As long as I do my job," he flatly replied, pausing his game to turn around on his chair.
"You're not Danish," he stated, giving a serious stare at the other man. He had noticed how unsure Niels seemed when he spoke, "You better refine your pronunciation or some clients will complain that they don't have proper services."
Though, knowing Niels wasn't Danish picked Thomas' curiosity, "Have you been here a long time?" he simply asked, removing one speaker of his headphone off his ear. The man normally didn't show any interests into other people in general, but well, having a new co-worker, he suppose he didn't lose anything to give him some attention.
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Niels frowned sourly, "You're not Danish either by the sounds of it. You German?" Niels asked lightly, even though Niels knew that the accent didn't quite fit. His computer hummed to life asking for his employee number. Ignoring Thomas' questions for a moment, he flipped over the card around his neck and clumsily typed it in.
"I'm from Norway." he said after failing to type in the correct password for the third time. "I arrived here no longer than two weeks ago." his voice felt detached but it mainly came from the fact that Niels wasn't a people person and shy even though he didn't show it. That and Mathias. He really wish he could help the Dane, but only time could heal him.
"Where are you from?" he asked after his computer finally accepted his code.
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Thomas slowly nodded and got a phone call. He returned to his computer, putting his headphone back and answered. After servicing the client, he pulled back on the headphone's speaker and turned around, "Netherlands," he said, crossing his arms, "It's been almost ten years I'm here though," he specified.
Though, a guy coming from Norway didn't need to come in Denmark. As he heard, Norway was way better than the Danes' flat land, economically speaking and all that crap, "What are you doing here?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, "You're the first Norwegian I come across I have to admit."
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Before Niels could answer, he got his first phone call. Taking it, he stumbled through the questions trying to pronounce each word correctly. Damn the Danes and their mumbling, Niels thought bitterly as the client got bitchy at him. Hanging up Niels returned back to the Thomas.
"Personal trouble that I'm sure that you don't want to hear about." Niels answered coolly. Besides, Thomas had just told Niels to keep personal crap out of the cubicle. Niels was fine with the rule and wanted to enforce it. He half wanted to know why a Dutch would come to Denmark. Netherlands was an economic powerhouse compared to this country.
So breaking the rule a tad so he could cure his own curiosity he added, "Got into some trouble is all and needed to switch careers. How about you? Why did you move to Denmark?"
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The Dutch nodded and had a small smirk curling one corner of his lips, "Met a girl," he replied, removing his headphones to let them hang around his neck, "But well, I'm not with her anymore… girls are simply cuter here," he said and made a content throaty sound, "But I heard the cutest girls were in Canada, I might go there someday."
He gave a better look at Niels and could see how tired he looked. Switch career huh?
"What were you doing before?" he slowly asked, staring at Niels like he already knew what he would say.
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Niels quirked an eyebrow. "Nosy." he muttered as he clicked to the solitaire card game. "I worked a night job." There was no way that Thomas could get anything from that, but the knowing look he received proved him wrong. Why couldn't Thomas just mind his own business?
Another phone call ringed in and Niels answered it, happy to not continue to discuss his home life. However, the job and the conversation were keeping his mind off Eirik and more importantly Mathias. A small part of him was scared to go back home and find that Mathias had left him so he could reconcile with his family. Would he really do that? After all that Mathias had went through with Niels would he really betray him as soon as he went through his own hardship.
After clumsily going threw another phone call Niels swirled around and looked at Thomas. "You don't mind if I text someone?" It'd be ironic if someone told him no when they were playing a shooter game on a company's computer.
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The Dutch had his idea on what was Niels' last career. In fact, if he had himself been some gay rich man, he would have certainly hired the Norwegian's ass for a fuck, but he didn't play in that team. No, he was more into really cute girls, especially the young ones and even more when they were underage… though, most of them were scared to engage into a short relationship with Thomas.
Not even looking back at Niels as he heard the phone ring next to him, he shrugged at his request and answered the call.
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Relieved at his answer, Niels swiveled in his chair to hide his phone as he opened it up to text Mathias. At first he sat there for long moments trying to figure out what to say. Should he even bother? Niels had a sneaky suspicion that he wouldn't get an answer and if he didn't? What then? Would he ditch his job and beg the Dane to forget his family.
Sighing gruffly at his own fears he typed, 'Are you okay?' of course Mathias wasn't okay. Niels just wanted some confirmation that Mathias would still remain in his life when he returned after work. God he wanted so coke... so badly. Niels wanted to feel happy without a care. But until his next pay check Christoffer's present would have to be spread out threw out the two weeks.
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Mathias did hear his phone when it rung, but he didn't pay attention to it. In fact, his hands were full when it did. He didn't feel like crying the whole day and the next ones over the loss of his family. What was done was done damn it… though, he couldn't unthinkabout it, and doing so always made him get tense and want to punch something. He needed something to calm down and he took the money Niels had given him for food to go in the deepest downtown convenient store and get a 24 pack of cheap beer.
And after his short walk back home, he had forgotten his phone and rapidly down two beers, almost making a self contest to see how fast he could empty them without spilling too much down his chin.
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In the office, Thomas noticed that after long minutes, Niels still seemed to wait for an answer from whoever he had sent a message. He kept flipping his phone open to check if he hadn't missed it.
"Your babe isn't answering, mh?" he said, not truly interested.
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Niels shrugged, "Something like that." he answered before opening his browser. After that, the phone calls picked up and Niels didn't have time to wonder why Mathias hadn't text him back. As the hours ticked by Niels tried to reason with himself that Mathias' phone had simply died or it was on silent. But as the clock struck nine and work came to a close, Niels knew something was wrong.
Once he was free of his duties at work, Niels bolted from his seat leaving Thomas without a word heading for the door. Even though he wanted to head home straight away, Niels decided to grab food that didn't need an oven to eat. Niels was starving and hadn't eaten since noon the previous day. Without being on cocaine, he felt every hunger pain in his stomach and it was making him slightly crazy.
Desperately, Niels wanted to rip the bread open and eat it right then and there on the bus. But he kept himself in line and hurried home. When he shoved the door open, Niels was surprised to see the house dark, but there was movement by the window. "I bought some food." Niels spoke blandly. He wanted to bring up the phone incident, but he would keep his mouth shut about it.
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"… not hungry…" could be heard from the corner of the room. Mathias was still sipping his… oh, he had stopped to count after seven or ten and anyway, lights on or not, he couldn't see much with his sight blurring everything. He tried to stand, but simply stumbled back on his butt, limply, and finally pushed himself up with the wall, slipping on it until he was back on his feet. He threw the finally empty beer on the floor and slowly walked to join Niels in the kitchen, following the wall since he couldn't walk without it.
"Ye were so loooong…" he whined, dropping the wall to stumble into the Norwegian's direction and grip on him. Like a tired child, he rubbed his face on his chest and neck, mumbling incomprehensible stuff as his arms stayed limp on his sides and finally said, "I-I missed ye… don't leave like that agai-ain…"
Hs actual state didn't allow him to remind that Niels was working during all the time he wasn't there.
"Ye didn't go make the streets, huh?! I swear, I-I'm gonna kill every single guy who touched ye… all of them…" he mumbled, giggling, "Good chance my dad didn't touch ye, mh?"
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Niels stiffened at the realization that Mathias was drunk off his rocker. Sighing heavily, he placed the bag on the counter while keeping a steady arm around Mathias' drunken, limp body. It wasn't that he really minded that Mathias was drunk, after what his parent had done to him he deserved to comfort himself in any way that he saw fit. As long as the Dane didn't get violent, if he did, Mathias would find himself tossed on his ass. Even though Niels was shorter and slighter than the Dane, Mathias didn't have a chance against a perfectly sober male.
"No Mathias, you protected me from your father, remember." Niels tried to say in a sweet voice, but it came out strained. Let's face it, Niels didn't entertain anyone no matter how much he liked them. The fact that Mathias seemed to think he was out whoring around made him a tad irritated as well. Niels had forsaken that lifestyle for this drunken lug and being accused of that made Niels agitated. Walking Mathias back to the blankets, Niels felt himself step on a couple of empty beers cans. Helping the Dane down Niels pecked him on the forehead, trying to keep the man calm. He rose again to pick up the mess only to feel the strong grip of Mathias. "Let go." he ordered but felt himself trapped in his hold. His stomach grumbled loudly, wanting the peanut butter and jelly sandwich he could make.
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Mathias pulled on Niels for he would come down with him and finally succeeded at doing so. Like the Norwegian would be some kind of Teddy bear, he pulled him in his arms and snuggled his face into the crook of his neck, "Mmmh N-Niels…" he whispered, breathing his alcohol scent right under the man's nose, "Y-ye know I reaaally like ye, mh? A-and yeah… Ye're mad at my father, I know, but it's nothin' what he did to me, ye should have seen when I was younger," he said with a slight giggle, lying on his back and bringing the man with him, "He b-broke my bones many many many times when I was younger, but ye see, I-I'm not mad at him!" he mumbled in a sing song voice, chuckling, "And he did worse to Chris when they knew he was doin' drugs, he went to hospital- oh wait, that was me hahaha, but yeah, they sent him in a house for those bastard who make drugs, ye know what I mean?"
The alcohol was helping Mathias confess. He didn't realise it since it was simply leaving his mouth without any filter unlike what he would usually do, but unconsciously, he could feel his body relax even if the alcohol had already made a really good job, "I helped him… he-he is my brother ye see, he had problems and I helped him with money and stuff… my parents were too poor to afford the rehab. That's funny, 'cause I worked the same as my dad…"
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Niels heart was hammering loudly at hearing that Mathias had beaten his own brother enough that he had to go to the hospital. What would he do to him if he ever found out? Niels tried to convince himself that being a brother and a lover were to separate things. But what got him is how Mathias couldn't be mad at his own father for what he had done. Instead of commenting on his views for his father, Niels snaked and arm around the Dane and stroke his hair. Niels was being smothered by the cuddly and drunk Dane. But he couldn't help but sense that this could go really bad really quick.
"You're a good brother, Mathias." he commented, unsure what else to say. Hearing about Mathias' childhood was shocking and it made him understand the man a little bit more. "They'd be lucky to have you as a son." he added softly. God couldn't the man just let go and let him eat?
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Hearing this from the Norwegian brought back a wave of sadness into the Dane and he let go his grip to roll on his side, "G-go away," he mumbled, feeling his entire body shake in fear, sadness and anger. His brain was to tired and drunk to think about meaningful things at the moment, and the only thing he could manage to think was if he were a good son and brother, why would his family disown him?
His entire day of worrying and whining about his own problems had drained all his energy and the alcohol hadn't helped. And saying that earlier while he was thinking about maybe leaving Niels, he had gotten a sudden urge to fuck him and he had planned on doing so when he would come back.
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Once Mathias let go of him, Niels gladly went to the kitchen to get some food. Before he even took his first bite he could hear the loud snoring. A wave of relief washed over him, nothing like listening to a drunk spat stupid nonsense. After finishing eating he picked up the cans and tossed them in the sack. Next he removed Mathias pants and shirt, too unsure about removing the man's boxers. Grabbing the pillows and blankets, Niels stripped down and wrapped himself and Mathias in blankets.
He couldn't believe Mathias put Christoffer in the hospital. It made him antsy about taking cocaine. But he knew he wouldn't stop, he honestly didn't think Mathias would harm him. Or maybe he was naive. Closing his eyes, he tried to shut out the snoring and fall asleep.
The next morning, Niels woke up before Mathias. He wanted to go to the clinic and get his results before work which was now half way across Copenhagen. He texted Mathias what he was doing, in hopes the dumb Dane would read it. Dressing quickly, Niels caught the bus and made his way across town.
Receiving his results revealed all negative tests. But Niels was too peeved at Mathias' last night stunt to send the Dane the good news. Instead he shoved it in his bag and started his bus ride across town to his new job.
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Mathias had woken up hours later with the deepest headache he had ever had. He was glad they were now living in a basement just for the fact no light could kill his brain after having drunken almost a 24 for himself. He sincerely didn't remember anything from the last night. He didn't even remember having seen Niels come back. It was a big, big hole in his life he wasn't sure he wanted to know what had happened, but he already felt guilty about it. Well, only for the fact he had wasted the very little money they had on beer.
He rushed on his phone to see Niels' message and sigh in relief. He texted him back a 'Have fun 3' before returning to throw his face in a pillow and get some more sleep.
Thomas and Niels didn't talk that much on that day. The Dutch simply informed himself on the Norwegian's lover, if the person had finally texted him back, only to pick at him, and they went pretty silent the rest of the evening.
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Niels was relieved when Thomas decided to lose interest in him. However, after answering phone call after phone call Niels began to become increasingly bored. Oddly, Thomas had the same habit as Mathias, and had porn up on his screen unabashedly. Though he noticed it was always girl... really underage girls. It made him feel slightly creeped out. But he realized that these type of things weren't illegal in Denmark. Niels had a feeling that is why Thomas moved to Denmark.
When he left for lunch, Niels took his phone with him and decided to check up on Mathias. 'You're not drinking again tonight are you?' Thomas whom sat right across from him obviously took notice in him texting. After turning to eat his sandwich and no reply back, Thomas seemed to have that same small smirk he had back in their cubicle. Breaking down Niels frowned, "He didn't reply last night because he was drunk. Now he's not replying and I don't know why. Happy?"
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"And it's a he…" Thomas said unsurprised, sipping on his drink, "Don't worry, drunkards are always like that," he mocked with a bigger smirk as he put down his coke and grabbed his sandwich. Oh, it was a little too obvious that Niels was gay, he screamed Fuck me. Despite having absolutely no interests himself into guys, and even a bit of disgust, Thomas was able to recognise that the Norwegian was a really beautiful man, even a femininebeautiful man. Especially in his way to speak, or maybe it was the fact that he pronounced Danish like a Norwegian that turned him even gayer.
As long as the man didn't bear interests into him, there would never be a problem between them.
"Don't know why you worry," he said, after swallowing his mouthful of food, "I believe it's a big boy, he can take care of himself." Thomas really disliked dependable people to be honest. They were the rats of society and he would personally never help them; he would better see them die than having them suck on the social system, causing the riches to work even more for them. He did hope for the Norwegian that his lover wasn't that type of man.
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Niels for some odd reason felt like defending Mathias as he saw the condescending look from Thomas as they were both judged. "I agree he is a big boy who happens to be going through a rough time." He took a sip of his water staring down the man bluntly. "And he's not a drunk." Niels announced a little less sure of himself.
Niels didn't truly know Mathias all that much. For all he knew Mathias could be even though the past few months hadn't shown him to be so. Mathias could easily be a recovering one that has now slipped back to the bottle. Niels swallowed bitterly at the thought. Not that he himself was any better with his dependency of cocaine, which he so desperately wished to have. It would make his job less dull and Niels wouldn't think about Mathias.
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"Look, it's none of my business, you date whoever you want," the Dutch said before finishing his meal. Thomas truly didn't care about the man's life in fact, he was only curious and it made something to speak of, but nothing would ever change his view of the man. Whatever he did home was none of his business, from the colour of his underwear to the meal he would be preparing to his drunken boyfriend.
"Gonna smoke, you come with me?" Thomas asked, pushing himself up from his seat and taking his trash. Being confined inside was really choking him most of the time, and if he could, he would be out 24/7 with a smoke between the lips. He truly didn't care if the Norwegian smoked or not, but it was always agreeable to have company when out at the door.
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Niels shrugged. "Sure why not." He followed him out the door and was hit by the cold winter air. Then was almost all but gone and Niels tried to keep his mind of Mathias and just listen and talk to his co-worker. "So have you always worked here or did you have a different job?"
From the young girls on the man's computer, he knew there was something shady about Thomas. Now that Mathias was no longer welcomed at home, he needed a new link to a dealer. Picking at random seemed like a bad idea. Of course, having friends as one was even worse or so it turned out for Niels with Berwald. God if he ever got the chance he would kill that man. He sometimes thought about driving back up to Norway and taking a blunt object to his love ones and then his own head.
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Lighting himself a cigarette, he blew the smoke up and shrugged, "Did some stuff before, but I didn't like having to run after people to get my money you see…" he said, looking at the street. He didn't care about hiding or not his ex profession, which for him was pretty obvious just by the way he had said it.
"And it had become too dangerous for me, so I quit and found this. It doesn't pay that much at first, but it's better than risking my life over drugged people."
And as long as he stayed single, he didn't have anyone to care for and all his money could go into whatever he wanted, mainly into his economy for a future trip and his old days, which he did really think achieving someday, and other stuff he wanted now like smokes and drugs. Mainly pot, but he didn't mind other ones depending on the feeling he wanted.
Raising an eyebrow and looking down at the smaller Norwegian, he made a mocking smirk and asked, "What about you? You didn't tell me yet what was your past career. Had problems, mh?"
He simply liked to play with the man's mind. Oh, he could bet on what he had been doing back in Norway. Thomas would make a good detective; little, lacking some body fat, deep cheeks, nervous eyes, looking gay and a bit poor in fact though, he seemed bright and intelligent, this man was a student and university and if he wasn't studying, he was either selling his beautiful body for money or working intense shifts. Or even both. And he was certainly drugging himself with any stimulant, which could be crack, cocaine, speed, ecstasy and all that shit.
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Niels ears perked up at his description of his past job. Leaning back into the railing Niels gave him a casual glance as if their talks were of little interest. After all, he didn't really believe his history of being a prostitute was a big deal. Thomas was clearly not gay. It was a shame, the man looked even better than Mathias. "Oh, I'm sure you can figure out what I used to do. There are not many night professions around." he rudely plucked the cigarette from Thomas hand and took a drag. Niels never had a taste for tobacco but if the man was going to continue to pry, he was getting something out of this.
"As for problems," Niels said after a long drag. "Let's just say I got into trouble with a certain brand of people." He didn't know Thomas and didn't want to talk about Eirik all that much. Though, the soothing feeling of tobacco and was making him feel good, reminding him of the cocaine he at home. The dwindling supply that he needed to replenish. "So I take it, if I wanted a certain something, you could point me in the right direction. To someone who wouldn't rip me off or charge me outrageous prices." he asked vaguely but knew Thomas damn well knew what he was asking. "If I'm satisfied, I'd be more than willing to cover a few shifts that you want to take off down the road."
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Having half listened to what the Norwegian was saying with hiscigarette between the lips, when he was finished babbling about the fact he was searching for a drug dealer, Thomas got himself another cigarette and mumbled while lighting it, "I know some, but first, you owe me two bucks," he said, blowing the smoke away. Niels first thought he was joking, but the Dutch was damn serious; people who knew him knew too well how money regarding the man was.
Oh, and he would never share a smoke with someone else, he didn't want to share germs; only the thought made him shiver.
"Yeah, I know one particular guy who's a real Samaritan and I really don't know why he does that. But well, he owns a Latin Dance school in downtown and fills his months with that. He got real good stuff and I go to him whenever I need some 'cause he got an eye on me and I have good deals," Thomas said with a light shiver. Damn God, things he had to support to have low price pot with that bastard…
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Niels rolled his eyes at the two bucks. Thomas might as well have been the poster child of a Dutchman. "Ya whatever. I'll pay you back next week." he learned his lesson on stealing Thomas' cigarettes. Not that Niels was planning to smoke anymore. His body was already humming from the half of cigarette he was smoking now.
But he was grateful for the advice. If one could be grateful over such things. Looking at his watch he noticed the time and frowned. It was time to go in. Stomping out his cigarette, Niels headed back inside to his cubicle. He looked at his phone, and still no reply. Frowning deeply he wanted to call up Mathias and demand to hear his excuse. Niels didn't like being ignored and he figured that Mathias would be bugging him over the results he never shared. A deep feeling of hurt was starting to bubble in his chest. Things must have truly changed between them. Maybe they were even through.
Tossing his cell back in his bag he tried to swallow the bitter feelings and threw himself at work. He only had a few hours left, then he could demand Mathias answer for not replying.
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Hours later, Mathias finally woke up from the end of his drunkard sleep. Miraculously, his head wasn't painful as it did before he went back to sleep, though, sleeping directly on the floor didn't help either. He stumbled back on his feet, holding himself to whatever he could reach and slowly stepped to the kitchen's sink to get some water and splash him awake in the face. He felt like a truck had crushed him dead for weeks and that he had awaken from the deaths just now.
He looked around, confused, and reminded himself where he was and finally the past events. Taken by a wave of sadness and guilt, he desperately searched for his cell phone and noticed Niels had kept texting him hours ago.
Niels…
The Dane felt back against the wall and deeply sighed, hissing in pain from his stitched arms. He hadn't changed his bandaged yet, but he didn't care. He had let himself go at lot too deeply during the last two days. Sure, his family had rejected him, but it was still there somewhere. Niels had been seen his brother, his only family, taken away from him and there were no turn back on this. Eirik was dead and couldn't come back.
Maybe time would bring Mathias' family back.
Soothing himself on this certainly improbable thought, Mathias flipped his phone open… but to write what? He reread all Niels' messaged and softly smiled. Well, if this wasn't the attention he was seeking for, he didn't know what he wanted. He simply replied him a 'I'm fine 3' and flipped his phone off, sighing.
He had to be there for Niels, and not the other way around. He could find his family back anytime, and he exactly knew how, not him… maybe one day they would part, and Mathias would wait until either they would be apart or until the Norwegian was well enough with Eirik's death to go try and get his parents to either take him back and drop his Norwegian's life for his family, or try to make them understand…
He wished it would be the second one… but he little thought about that.
Shaking his head and rubbing his face, the Dane dragged himself to the bathroom and took a shower.
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Niels received the text while he was on a bus home. For some odd reason seeing the 'I'm fine 3' irritated him. What? No 'Hey are you clean so I know if I'm dying of aids or not?' or 'Hey are you clean so I can fuck you without a condom?' Niels gritted his teeth. Things seem to have gone down the hole in less than 72 hours and Niels wanted to break his phone in half. If they Dane was no longer going to take interest in him, then Niels would not either. Sure that was a selfish stance, his whole family had just rejected Mathias for the sex they were having together, but Niels didn't care. He wasn't the type to sit there by someone's side and play the clingy boyfriend who is willing to put up with every little slight from the spouse.
That's what he felt, he felt that Mathias' disinterest in his results as a silent verbal punch to the face. Getting off the bus and climbing down the stairs, Niels could hear the shower running from inside. Opening the door he tossed his bag and went to Eirik's urn. Opening it up, he saw the bag half covered in ashes, but enough coke to get him high. But, he closed it. Tomorrow he would snort up, but tonight he would let himself be miserable so he could remember the next day why it was that he was taking a big huff of cocaine. Niels then decided to make himself another sandwich and open a warm beer that had survived Mathias' drinking spree.
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Mathias stepped out of the bathroom still drippy and completely naked having simply discarded his towel behind. He was surprised to see Niels already there since he hadn't heard him get in and he giggled, showing his arms, "I'm stupid," he simply said, showing how soaked his bandages were. He hadn't thought about enrolling them into plastic bags or whatever, and he should be the first one thinking about it, but he was so distracted that when he had noticed it, he simply shrugged; they were already wet anyway.
He walked to the counter and put his arms on it to let Niels change the bandages. His heart began to beat a little faster as he reminded that right before the Norwegian had to go to work he went to the clinic get his results. He should go too…
"So; what about the clinic? Got yer tests' results?" he asked. He could have asked it with a text, but he thought it was too personal to let the cold letters say it for him. Mathias was a lot more of a person to person guy. It had taken him years before Christoffer had forced him into getting himself a cell phone and he didn't even used the text function before his trip to Norway.
Mathias gave the Norwegian a frank smirk, looking up at him while Niels was concentrate on his arms.
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Niels' bitterness subsided for a moment, relishing the fact that Mathias hadn't totally forgotten. Maybe he just wanted to ask him in person. But, Niels still felt a little peeved at the Dane for making him so irritable that day. So in a casual voice he stated, "I'm clean." with no hint that he wanted Mathias or not. After last night and that day, Niels wanted to choke Mathias.
He knew that he shouldn't expect Mathias to know everything that was going on in his brain, but he still did. Finishing Mathias' wraps he went back to his sandwich and sat on the counter. "You going to job hunt? Or are you going to poking around government offices until you find the one that your father used to file your apprentice papers?"
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Mathias looked at his newly wrapped arms and sighed feeling slight anger bubble in the bottom of his throat, "No…" he simply answered, sitting on the counter as well while hissing in pain for having used his arms to lift himself on it. He looked blankly in front of him and sighed again, "He needed to sign them," he said as an excuse, but the truth was that he really didn't want to turn the town upside down to find papers his father wasn't even willing to acknowledge. If Mathias were to work as a head carpenter, he would work for it for now on.
"I may not make as much money as I could do, but I'll still find somethin'… I promise," he said, gently smiling to the other man. Leaning to kiss his shoulder, he inhaled a smoke odour that made him jolt back. He leaned again to subtly sniff and yeah, he really did smell like smoke, "D'ye smoke?" he asked. Well, if he did, Mathias had never noticed. He would dislike the man for that… he were himself a smoker back when he lived at his parents, and his girlfriend had changed this all.
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Niels wanted to roll his eyes at Mathias' excuse. If he was in the Dane's shoes he'd do it and use the papers that his father denied him just to spite him. But he supposed that wasn't how things went with Mathias. The man was hurt and Niels was starting to think that this man didn't a revengeful bone in his body. "No I don't smoke." he answered truthfully. Niels used to smoke pot when he was a teen, but he never did get into cigarettes. "My co-worker does, and he smokes a lot. I took a few drags because I wasn't feeling well." it was a partial lie. Niels took the cigarette to feel a slight high, but Mathias didn't need to know that.
"I take it you don't like it." he asked without a care. It had been a few hours since he smoked, since then he had a gum and a few other things to eat. Niels knew that the taste of cigarettes was no longer on his lips, so he pecked Mathias quickly, loving the feel of the wetness on his own lips. "I'll go take a shower so you don't have to smell me." he offered slipping off the counter.
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The Dane made a slight no with the head, but Niels rapidly disappeared behind the bathroom's door. Mathias didn't move. He stared at the floor in front on him, slightly balancing his feet down and finally stood to get dressed. He was beginning to feel the chill air on his naked skin, and despite him never being cold normally, now he was. The Norwegian's attitude was causing it. He almost felt rejected.
Oh, his heart had made a loud thud in his chest when he had known that the man was clear, so, it also said he was and now they could have unprotected sex… but would Niels be willing to ever have sex with him after their epic fail at his parents? Mathias really needed it to be honest… if something could help him getting rid of his giving up thoughts, it was very certainly to have Niels in his arms and feel him all as he would buck his hips into his ass, condomless. He really understood how the man wanted sex shortly after Eirik's death.
He could hear the shower flow as he pulled some boxers and pants on. What was happening between them? Mathias was willing to take the blame. It hadn't been bright of him to let his own tragedy take over all his careful actions toward Niels. He really needed to show the man he still cared for him and really liked him… What were they anyway? Oh… the more it went, the more Mathias felt like being stuff between love and a plain sexual relation with the Norwegian.
Love… such a little word for so deep meaning. He did really care for Niels and as hard as he had thought about leaving him for his family, he could never imagine his life without him. It was easy said, but it was true. They had passed through hard moments together, like any couple would have and they were not necessarily one even if Mathias had asked Niels to be his boyfriend after they would have found the money to pay his debts. But this was almost long ago… it felt like being forever ago, though, it had only been 2 or 3 weeks ago.
Mathias waited for Niels, sad back on their random bed in the living room.
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Feeling refreshed, Niels exited the bathroom with just his boxers on and toweling his wet hair. After a long day of sitting in a computer chair and listening to callers and Thomas, the hot shower had loosened him up. He felt like falling asleep but when he saw the sad, put out look of Mathias, he frowned. "Is there something wrong?" he asked before joining him on the floor and blankets.
He felt so exhausted from between work and worrying over why Mathias wasn't texting back that Niels really didn't have the will to want to figure out why Mathias was looking so sad. Yet, even though Niels didn't really go out of his way for anyone's personal feelings, Niels felt obligated to try and make the effort. Niels had to be the caring boyfriend, for even though he wasn't sure on their status at the moment, until Mathias said otherwise, that was what they were.
"Listen if you're mad over the cigarette I won't smoke again. I don't even like tobacco." Mentally he thought to himself how he preferred cocaine instead.
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Mathias frowned and hissed, "Damn, will ye stop with that? I don't care!" he said, a tad pissed, "I just noticed ye smelled… I won't be mad at ye for that man, I smoked for almost ten years, it's nothin' for me…" he sighed, dropping himself on his back as he dragged the man with him. Mathias was pretty sure that if Niels had been standing in front of him three years ago, he wouldn't even have looked at him. He had changedduring his time in Norway, his parents were right, though, he had believed it had been for the best he did… When he thought he had first done it for his ex-girlfriend…
But he wasn't willing to share this fact with the man in his arms.
Pulling a bit on the man to bring his face with his, Mathias shortly looked at Niels in the eyes, giving him a soft smile and moved the head forward to lock their lips together. His heart made a slight jump and he didn't know why. Shortly parting, he gave the Norwegian a slight flushed look, "Wanna… finished what we were doin' at my parents?" he hotly whispered against the man's lips as he pecked them.
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Niels felt like being an ass for some odd reason. Maybe because he was still in a bad mood for Mathias foolishly not texting and holding it against him, or because he was plain tired, but here Mathias was offering him what he had hoped would happen once Mathias heard the news of his clinical results. And the way that Mathias was looking at him dissolved his resolve. Niels wasn't one to deny sex even though it still somewhat felt like a job to him. But he was slowly starting to think of it as either wise.
Taking a deep breath he said, "Sure." and withholding if we must, which came from his foul mooded self. Besides, the man looked like he really needed to have sex. So slowly, he brought his lips back to Mathias' and kissed him.
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If they were to have their first time unprotected sex together, Mathias didn't want it to be plain needy sex… He wanted to work the man up to a love session or even more. He felt like doing that at the moment. He needed it more than plain sex. Even if he felt exhausting from holding back so much rage, sadness, confusion and all the feeling he could have regarding to the past events, Niels still was in a more delicate position than him. Mathias couldn't work for a long while, until his arms were back to normal. No one would let the man work for them with those arms, it was impossible, and seeing Niels supporting them both financially was discouraging. He didn't like depending on someone, especially when his entire like his family had depended of him in any way they could; either emotionally, economically or any other way.
Thus, he kissed the man back and gently slipped his hands under Niels' shirt to caress his lower back and forever tired muscles with his big rough hands. He was so soft… and Mathias was happy to feel tender flesh under his touch unlike weeks ago. Niels was slowly gaining weight and it was agreeable.
Softly humming in content, Mathias moved his other hand to caress Niels' cheek into the kiss and slowly roll them both on the side, only for the Norwegian to be on his back and him on his side. He slipped a hand back under the man's shirt to caress his stomach and up to his nipples, rubbing the sensitive buds with gentle fingers as he kept their kiss.
"Niels," he whispered against his lips, "I'm sorry…" He only felt like telling it. He felt turned upside down by his own words as he kept stroking Niels' front and side up and down in a loving way, "I'm an idiot…"
He did feel like if they were there, now, in Copenhagen's downtown, lied on the floor without a bed and any furniture, that it was his fault… he had been the one bringing this upon them both and he wanted the Norwegian to know he wasn't insensible about it.
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It helped him to hear those words, as if were clearing the slate clean. All that day Niels had gone from irritated to unsure about if Mathias wanted to continue with him or not. Hearing that sorry loosened him making him feel that Mathias had started to come to terms with what happened. It helped also to feel the soothing touches of Mathias' hands. So instead of giving him a blandly worded response, Niels kissed him fiercely, bumping his teeth against the Dane's before smoothing out the kiss into a more gentle one.
"You are an idiot, but I've come to terms with that." Niels scoffed lightly running his fingers threw Mathias' wild hair. "Just do me a favor and don't open up those cuts on your arms and all will be forgiven." he added smoothly before wrapping himself around Mathias, bumping his feet into Mathias' and running his tongue smoothly over the other man's lips.
For some odd reason, Niels felt a tight, warm, bubbly feeling curdling in his chest. Niels could not quite put a finger on what it was. It had occurred rarely threw out his life and all of them had been over Eirik. Unfortunately, Niels could not put thoughts to words and instead just kissed and clung onto this man above him.
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Mathias wouldn't forget what had happened at his parent's place days ago. He would certainly never and always have the weird mixed up feelings inside of him, but time would make its work and eventually all would work up for him and his family. He needed to be there for Niels and be a good man for him, a good boyfriend. If it wasn't love Mathias was feeling for him, he didn't know what it was. It was very certainly a feeling brushing it. His heart fluttered when they kissed again, making his entire body lightening up to the man's single touch.
Humming happily, he worked on unbuttoning Niels' shirt and parted it open to have free access to his skin to caress with one hand while the other grabbed the man behind the head to press their lips a little more intensely. Agreeable twisting feeling grew inside his stomach, making him slowly harden. Damn… finally he could forget the condom. It made the whole situation a lot more official between them; it was nothing with having sex with a whore or even an ex-whore anymore, but finally making love to his boyfriend. These thoughts made the Dane even more aroused as he brushed his fingers over Niels's groin and finally massaged it through his pants before slipping his hand under the piece of clothe and stroke his hardening member.
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Letting out a strangled sound, he moved his hips up to Mathias' palm enjoying the feeling of the man's hand. Niels wasn't so sentimental about having sex without a condom with Mathias. To him, sex was sex, but after years as a prostitute sex had lost all of its luster. It didn't mean that he didn't enjoy it, in fact was the first guy in a long time that could make Niels' toes curl and moan out the most filthiest words that were not of his vocabulary. To him they had been an official couple until the family incident.
But their whole relationship was being built on grief and that worried Niels. What would happen if one day both of their lives started to smooth out where Niels got over Eirik's death and Mathias came to terms of his family disinheriting him? Would that luster that the other seemed to hold for the other suddenly disappear? Niels tried to not think of these things, instead he tried to focus on the wonderful feeling of being stroked and the wonderful kisses.
Releasing himself of the kiss, Niels peered at the man's chest, letting his fingers glide over the muscles. Even though Mathias had only worked maybe a week with his dad, the muscles were obvious still. But they were marred by the white bandages on each arm. Trying to ignore the damage, Niels rolled one nipple between his fingers before sitting up to kiss along his hairline. His kisses trailed softly to the other man's ear and he softly asked, "Have I ever told you just how sexy of an idiot you are?" his hands trailed lower down to his pants. To him, calling Mathias an idiot was almost endearing. Niels couldn't flat out sound lovey dovey or he would retreat so far back into his shell Mathias would never get him out. So he would supplement all his compliments with an insult even though it meant entirely something else.
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Slightly frowning at the words, but still giving the other man a large beaming grin, he giggled, unsure, "No, but thanks I guess," and rubbed the side of his head on the man's chin just like a cat would, "Ye're perfect babe," he whispered back, kissing the crook of his neck as he managed to take the man's erection out of his pants, "Just still a tad too thin," he mocked, nipping on his skin as he kept pumping the other male's arousal. It hurt him to do so, to move his arms like this, but it was worth it. In time to time, he would let out a subtle hiss of pain as he had problems keeping the stroking pace.
Though, after a moment, he almost felt like his stitches were about to rip off his skin and he had to stop. Dropping himself on his back, slightly panting in pain, he chuckled and made sign to Niels to come on top of him and, sensually staring at him, Mathias undid his own pants and slipped them down under his ass to reveal his eager erection. He helped Niels get rid of his pants and let him place himself above him, near his proudly standing dick as they searched for the lube that was nearby.
Sighing contently, Mathias poured a good amount of lube of his fingers and shortly teased Niels' ass' entrance with one finger before beginning the preparation while slowly stroking his arousal. His arms still felt very sore, but he couldn't not do anything.
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Seeing the strain in Mathias' face, Niels led the man's hand away. "Just stroke my thighs lightly." he ordered softly. It was a nice sensitive place to touch. Sure it wasn't good like the strokes he was receiving on his cock, but small settle touches were always good. Niels also didn't want Mathias pulling any stitches. Besides, feeling just the stretching and pumping of Mathias' fingers were bad either. He rather liked it.
When Mathias pushed a second finger in, Niels let out a mewl showing just how pleased he was. Niels even started rocking himself in the hand and reached down to stroke Mathias. He was getting into it, feeling the scissoring and thrusting of the fingers to the point that he slid his eyes shut and left his mouth open and he began to forget that there was more coming. Only when the fingers were removed did Niels snap back to attention.
Before Mathias could cover his erection in lube Niels snatched it and poured it onto his fingers and stroked the cock himself. Filling it slicken under his hand Niels climbed onto Mathias' lap and positioned him before sinking onto him. Instantly his body could feel the difference of no condom and he gave out a big sigh.
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"Oh God damn it-" Mathias grunted out, surprised by the sudden pleasure he receive from the penetration. It was the first time, or well, the willing first time Mathias was actually having a fuck with another guy without a condom. And it was really worth it. It felt so different; he could feel the Norwegian's tight entrance press on his entire length all the way down his shaft until he reached his hip bones. He let out a real pleased moan with a slight relieved laughter.
A condom was kind of a cockblocker in itself. It always made the Dane worry and he kept checking on if it was still there and not ripped or whatever… but now, he didn't even have to think about it and simply concentrate on his pleasure.
Mathias bent his knees up to give the Norwegian support as he began to move on top of him. The Dane helped him by moving his hips up and kept sensual strokes on the other male's sides, thighs and stomach, caressing his nipples in the same motion.
Squeezing his eyes shut, Mathias dropped his head backward as he make low pleased grunts, "Mmmh, yeah…" while bucking his hips into Niels' ass.
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Watching Mathias reel in pleasure beneath him was almost the icing on the cake. He loved the way he was being stared at and the hums of approval. Feeling the man buck up into felt wonderful and brought a hot flush to his whole body. Grinding himself faster on Mathias his heart felt like it was beating out of control. It didn't help that without a condom Niels had the sensation that he could move faster and smoother on the other man's shaft. The notion of the idea made Niels move at quick pace than he usually would. His thighs started to burn at the demanding pace making his whole body shake.
Because of Mathias' arms, Niels had to take care of his own erection, so after a few minutes he had to slow back down and tend to his own aching member. Not to mention his thighs were weak and tired.
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Having to pull himself out of the pleasure for a short moment, Mathias made Niels stop to move and switched their positions; Niels leaned forward on his knees with his ass bent up while the other male strongly grabbed his hips and impaled him back from behind. In this way, Mathias would be the one leading the whole thing without having his arms to force and the Norwegian could freely masturbate himself. No need to say that this position was giving the Dane a very erotic point of view of his lover's ass in which he was quickly slipping in an out in a wet sucking sound.
Mathias let out a slight pleased giggle as he dropped his head backward before leaning forward and wrapped his arms around the man's waist. He kept rolling his hips quite strongly, but for a short moment, slowing down a bit, he took a moment to kiss and caress the man's body. Niels was always so eager to get into loud intercourse he had noticed… He had problems comprehend that he probably didn't enjoy sex as much as a man should because of his last job in Norway. It was completely unconceivable for Mathias, even more with a person he should appreciate, and maybe more than just liking…
For the rare times they had came into bed for sex, it had only once been for loving and caring sex, and that time had been enveloped with Niels' mourning his brother. Though, maybe Mathias was expecting a bit too much from the Norwegian. In fact, the Dane had been used to make love to women, which considered into him trying to make them feel like they were the only thing that cared for him, that they were goddesses and fluffy stuff like that. He was probably trying to reproduce the same on a manwho really didn't react the same way, resulting into him failing completely at bringing a loving pace to their touches.
Mathias didn't know in fact. He had big problems understanding Niels… But he didn't dislike having rough sex with him. He returned into a straight position, firmly grabbing the man's hips and bucked into him as quickly and strongly as he could, loudly moaning and breathing at the delicious sensation.
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The quick pounding into his ass got his whole mind reeling and light headed. Desperately he clung onto the blankets beneath him as he lifted his ass even further to Mathias' quick and unrelenting thrusts. Each kiss that he felt on his back felt like fire. Niels never heard himself let out such a pitiful whine until Mathias hit straight on into his prostate. The strong wonderful feeling that rippled down his spine and down to his toes made his whole body weak. His arms giving under his weight he leaned his head on his left arm while he reached to stroke himself.
To Mathias, quick and hot sex didn't seem very romantic, but Niels wasn't a romantic person. He was very physical type of person. He could almost sense the apprehension from the Dane, maybe it was his tone or the look he had every time Niels craned his neck to look over his shoulder. Mathias was obviously not very good at read him, probably because Niels did not wear his emotions on his sleeve. However Mathias on the other hand did and have 'unsure' inscribed on his face. Even though Niels was enjoying the hard pounding, he motioned for the Dane to stop before flipping himself on his back.
With a welcoming gaze he reached up and kissed Mathias, bringing his chest down on to his before lifting up his legs and help the man back inside. Twisting his finger's in Mathias hair, Niels brought his moans down to a softer tune and he let his mouth explore Mathias' sweat coated neck. The pace he helped set was slower but still a tad rough. An even compromise, in Niels' book. Though, he wasn't sure how long the Dane could last on those arms of his.
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Mathias didn't try to long to make the movements while holding himself on his arms. He gave up and simply rested the side of his head on the Norwegian's chest with a pleased moan as he kept a slow loving pace with harsh enters and careful exists. Sure, it didn't feel as physically good as the rough and quick pace they had gone into minutes ago, but Mathias felt a lot closer to the man this way. They sex didn't look like simply two men having sex, but lovers. The Dane wished they had more loving moments like these. Oh, the girly thought, he thought, but he really wanted to try a real relation with a male, which he never had in the past… if he were to give up for now to bring reason to his parents, he wanted to go through the relation until the end, he wouldn't be here for nothing.
Either would he be with Niels or in his family.
For a long moment Mathias had been swallowing his orgasm. It was a lot better without a condom, and the surprise that had brought him into the first seconds had been enough to raise the steam inside him.
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Niels could feel his body getting close even though the slower pace didn't feel quite as good. But he did enjoy feeling Mathias on him, trying to keep going. His fists gripped into Mathias' hair as he felt himself tighten. The slower pace was keeping him close but enough to go over the edge. Reaching for Mathias' hand he tried to get the Dane to stroke him. Another man's hand always felt better. Niels slid his eyes shut and enjoyed the feeling of being stroked and thrust into.
Trying to hold his orgasm just a little longer, Niels took a deep breath and didn't let it release. But his pulse and lungs were screaming for oxygen and Mathias had good aim on his prostate. Letting his breath out he felt his whole body loosen and his orgasm wash over him.
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Mathias could feel Niels' orgasm even more without a condom and it was the only thing that he needed to let himself pass over the edge; the contraction of the Norwegian's ass muscles were simply too much for the Dane. Trembling and having some uncontrollable spasms for a moment, Mathias finally shakily sighed, hardly panting as he crashed down on Niels.
God, now he couldn't see any reason to wear a rubber anymore with Niels. All the pleasure pulsing into Mathias was making him forget about his forearms that were burning from the effort. He dropped himself on the side, trying to get back his breathe and slowly sat up to fetch some tissues and clean himself. He grabbed some more and moved in between Niels' legs to part them and look at the cum leaking from his ass. He softly giggled and gave him the tissues so he could clean himself.
He plopped himself back next to the Norwegian and wrapped one arm around his waist.
"I'll try t'search for potential jobs tomorrow… I can't work like this, but if I can spot some, it could be helpful," Mathias lowly said, rubbing his nose into Niels' neck, "So ye won't be alone bringin' incomes."
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Niels lazily ran his fingers threw Mathias' hair feeling sleepy and content. His night had gone how he wanted and wanted to soak in the feeling of being happily trapped under Mathias' sweaty body. "You can if you want." Niels stiffed a yawn. "I was just a little irritated awhile ago. I'd rather you just rest." Normally, Niels didn't like taking back his words, but in all honesty Niels really wanted Mathias to sleep and relax.
Even the light was still on, Niels found himself having trouble keeping his eyes open. Sure, having a high electric bill would suck but he had no will to leave the comfort of their spot on the floor to take care of a light. Instead, Niels pulled up the blankets some and kissed the tip of Mathias head before falling back on his pillows and closing his eyes for the night.
When Niels woke the next morning he had an itch that was penetrating his whole body. Mathias was curled up beside him sleeping soundly, but Niels had his eyes on Eirik. Niels sat there, trying to keep himself from leaving the warmth of his bed, but he gave in after a few minutes. Slipping out of the bed Niels took the urn off the counter and had into the bathroom where he sat himself up a line and snorted heavily.
He had work in a few hours, so then it would have worn off mostly. To hell with Thomas and his rules, Niels loved the high rushing threw his veins. Niels had to steady himself against the sink. Sneaking back out he placed Eirik back in his spot before returning to his bed and rousing Mathias for another quick round of sex. This time, he wanted the rough physical side of sex, though because Mathias was sleepy and tired from last night, Niels had to do all of the work.
After he finished, Niels leaned down and pecked Mathias on the lips, "Morning." with that he slid off the man and headed for the shower. Niels felt really good.
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Oh, Mathias really didn't like having sex just when waking up. Sure, he very often woke up with a boner, but it certainly didn't mean he wanted sex. Now, the Dane was feeling dizzy and his heart was pumping faster than necessary. He had to stay lied for an extra ten minutes before being to do anything without feeling like puking. Niels was weird sometimes, he thought.
Mathias stumbled up on his feet, trying to calm his heart beat a moment and stepped dizzy and naked to the kitchen's sink to wake himself up with some cold water on his face. He had to get moving and find some clue spots in town where he could come back in the future days and give his services. Sighing in relief, he walked back to his stuff and pulled some neat clothes on. Well, they would soon need to find a laundry spot around to get their clothes cleaned.
Everything was making the Dane pretty nervous in fact… all of this was making him feel pretty insecure and he had to think things through to not flip. He wasn't used to live on unplanned things, even if he was the one to go one day after the other. Normally, he had all he needed… the why he didn't need to plan anything.
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Niels exited the shower and slipped on his clothes and instantly opened the bag to see what they had left to eat. From the looks of it, they had only peanut butter and jelly with no bread. Frowning, Niels went to their stash of money and pulled out some bills that they had left. They had less than 300 kroner and that scared Niels. He wouldn't get paid until next week. Frowning he almost began to think that he would work one night after work on the streets...
They really couldn't go without food. Plucking a few bills, Niels stated as if they had no money issues, "If you're going out let's go somewhere cheap and grab a bite to eat." No matter what they did, they were going to run out of money quickly and Niels rather have something inside his stomach besides bread. Maybe that night he should ask Thomas to point out some guy he knew that wasn't a total scum bag that could help Niels make a buck. His heart pounded loudly at the thought.
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Mathias nodded, pulling on a coat and followed Niels outside. They slowly walked hand in hand into the streets, making sure to stay away from the weird places and found a cheap restaurant to have a good normal meal. It was good to actually eat real consistent food for a change, though, Mathias was very conscious that they lacked money, and he thought that his day out in the street to spot some money making stuff was more than a good idea at the moment. They talked about stuff, thing they rarely did. Most of their discussions normally turned around money and whatever related to it. It was good to have some normal not school related, nor family neither Eirik related discussion.
Though, without them noticing, they had kept their talking until the time Niels had to leave for work and they both went to the man's work place, still walking hand in hand. Before parting, they shared a warm kiss into the cold winter air, and when the Norwegian left Mathias to head for the entrance door, another man was there, smoking.
Thomas gave the Norwegian a mocking smirk, blowing, "This is yer drunkard, huh? I mean boyfriend."
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Bristling at Thomas' words, Niels crossed his arm. "I said he wasn't that. Are all Dutch deaf like you?" his words were not exactly angry or welcoming. Having Mathias called a drunkard in front of him didn't exactly make him happy. It sucked that his high was almost gone, Niels would have over looked what Thomas had said without a care.
Letting out a calm breath, he looked at Mathias whom had a hurt and confused expression. "Mathias this is my co-worker Thomas. We share the same space." Niels hardly thought their cubicle could be called an office.
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Mathias nodded at the Dutch, trying to erase his confused look and giggle, "Well yeah, I never say no to a beer, huh," he said, reaching Thomas' hand for a firm handshake and put his hands back in his coat's pocket, "Take care of him," he joked, stepping backward while giving Niels one of his usual smirk, "See ye later babe."
And he stepped away.
"See ye later babe" the Dutch mimicked when Mathias was far enough as he crushed his cigarette on the brick wall. He snorted a low chuckle and opened the door, letting the Norwegian step in before him, "You gays are so fun to look at," he said in a low stern voice that didn't really fit with the words.
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"And here I thought you were straight." Niels replied smoothly before entering the building getting ready to check in for work. He really hoped he wouldn't go home and have Mathias angry at him. Asking things like 'What did he mean by drunkard?' Oh well, he probably shouldn't have told Thomas of their relation.
Sliding in his cubicle he started up his computer. Niels was really second guessing himself if he should ask Thomas about a... customer. For all he knew that drug connection could be a false lead. At the moment he was simply too broke to go check the dance school. What a weird place to buy drugs anyways. But... they really did need money so glaring at his computer screen he cleared his throat. "So, Thomas you know about my last job in Norway, right?" of course Thomas did, the man was too astute with Niels for knowing so little. "Well I'm in a bind, do you got any leads I can use?"
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Thomas had nothing against gays, as long as they were not falling for him… unlike one certain Spaniard that gave him the goose. He thought they looked stupid most of the time and couldn't understand how a man could be attracted by a dick but well, it was simply not his cup of tea.
While the Dutch was putting his headphones on and lighting his computer, he thought for a moment. Potential clients huh?
"And yer babe? What do you do about him?" he asked not really concerned. He was still a bit surprised he would feel the need to go down the streets for cash when he had a regular fuck at home, oh well… it was none of his business. He slightly shook the head with a sigh and thought.
"Yeah, some of my ex-clients were into that too, I can give you some numbers I guess," he said, turning the head to give him a stern look. He was willing to ask him money for the information, but he judged it worthless since the man was already short of money. Thomas took his cell phone and went into a phone folder where he had kept all his ex-clients numbers to be sure none of them would be coming back to him and some other preventions like this. He handed the phone to the Norwegian, "There," and returned to the now ready computer to set his programs.
