Author's Note: This chapter contains sexual implications. You have been warned. I'm also going to up the rating for safety. I don't think it's that graphic, but I don't want to take any chances.
All characters and places in this work are owned by Nintendo.
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Saving You, Saving Myself
Chapter Four: A Taste of Apples
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Soft. Warm. Ness' lips were everything Lucas had imagined and more. For a few seconds of heaven, the shy boy had sacrificed his well-hidden secret with a forbidden act. Easily one of the boldest things Lucas had ever done in his seventeen years. It was incredibly brief, but the damage had been done.
When the blonde ultimately sat back on his heels, he found that Ness hadn't budged an inch. Anxiously forcing his eyes to look up at his face, Lucas found an expression he couldn't identify. Ness' eyes looked vacant, his mouth hung slightly agape. Flushing scarlet, it gradually began to sink into Lucas' mind... the gravity of what he had done.
Ness' eyes gradually came to look at the blonde's face. Lucas bit his lower lip. He could still taste Ness there. Squaring his jaw, the black-haired boy regarded him silently for a few moments before slipping his arms off of Lucas' body and resting his hands on his knees. That was when Lucas became afraid. He wanted to get out of there, so Ness wouldn't be looking like that at him any longer.
Lucas opened his mouth to speak, but he had no idea what he could say at this point. He wanted to cry. Tears for unrequited love, and tears for his own stupidity. Shakily getting to his feet, he looked away from Ness and began to unsteadily move towards the door like one condemned, like he was being marched off to his own execution.
As he was about to pass by where Ness still knelt on the floor, his progress was stopped by his hand catching his wrist. He looked down at Ness in alarm, the black-haired boy looking up at him with an unreadable expression. A penatrating gaze that Lucas found he couldn't look away from, Ness stared him down for what felt like an eternity. Finally, the dark-haired boy let out a soft sigh.
"Now I know why you didn't want to talk about it before..."
"...I-I'm sorry, Ness..."
He had ruined everything. Things couldn't be the same anymore and it was all his fault. Ness' eyes softened slightly, and he let go of Lucas' wrist.
"For what?"
"...F-For changing everything..."
Ness had risen to his feet. Brushing off his shorts, he cleared his throat.
"Are you so afraid of everything changing?"
"What...?"
"What did you think I'd do?" Ness took a step closer to the other boy.
"...I don't know!" Lucas choked back a sob, and stared at the floor... he was so close to crying. "I'm just s-scared..."
Ness cupped his chin, forcing Lucas to look him in the eye. He felt frozen to the spot, like a deer caught staring into the headlights of an oncoming car.
"Scared of what, Lucas?"
"...Of losing you... as a friend..." he whispered meekly.
Ness regarded the blonde thoughtfully for a moment, then leaned in close.
"Not gonna happen."
Ness kissed Lucas. A firm touch of lips, not hesitant and fleeting like the first... the reality of which became sealed for the blonde by the arm that curled around his waist. Ness' open palm pressed insistently on the small of his back, urging him closer. Lucas exhaled quickly as a chill ran up his spine, and the other boy took the opportunity to flick his tongue inside his mouth briefly, teasingly. Pulling away then, Ness couldn't help but grin at the surprised expression written all over his friend's face. As quickly as he had ensnared the blonde, he now dropped his hands to his sides.
"So... are we even now?"
Lucas stared dumbly at Ness for a moment, before his expression became more contemplative. Tentatively, Lucas lifted his arms and reached towards Ness, fingers closing around the edge of the striped shirt.
"No," he said quietly, lifting the article of clothing over his head and tugging it off.
Ness did not resist. Letting the shirt fall to the floor, the blonde drank in the sight of the topless Ness. He looked so good, Lucas could hardly breathe. Gaze trailed slowly upwards from his navel, eventually to rest on the Ness' face. His visage held a sense of uncertainty, and his cheeks were slightly flushed. Nonetheless, a look of curiosity shone from his blue eyes as he watched the blonde.
"Lucas... I--" Ness was hesitant, feeling his usual confidence crumbling away under the scrutiny. "...Is this what you really want?"
Lucas could only look at Ness with eyes that spoke of longing in volumes. The dark-haired boy felt his pulse quicken. Had anyone ever looked at him with such need before? He met his friend's gaze. Lucas had come to mean so much to him during his time in Tazmily. It felt as though they had known one another for centuries. His fingers now lifted and lightly stroked the blonde's cheek. His skin was soft, flawless. Lucas responded to the tender touch with a soft sigh. Ness liked it.
Lucas wanted him now, more than he'd ever wanted anything. Ness could feel it radiating from him. The carefully hidden emotions were now unleashed, and Ness found he could sense each and every one when he touched the blonde. Ness admired the courage that he'd shown to cross that boundary in the first place. He had always known Lucas had depths of his character that he never showed, but there were times when they shone through... and Ness treasured them. He smiled.
"Me too."
Ness softly brushed his lips against the blonde's, savoring their taste. A tangy sweetness, almost like he had just bitten his apple from that morning. Lucas responded by twining his arms around the taller boy's neck, a soft exhale parting his lips. Ness took this opportunity to deepen their kiss, tongue softly exploring the blonde's mouth and gently encouraging him to do the same.
Lucas, although inexperienced, was a fast learner. Soon enough the two boys were engaged in a gentle tussle of lips and tongue. Wandering hands were allowed to explore, palms smoothing over exposed skin. The shy blonde indulged his fingers by running them gently through the jet-black hair of his companion, who gave a soft purring sound at the touch.
Eventually breaking away for air, the boys gazed silently at each other. Both were panting softly, flushed skin feeling hot. Wrapping his arms around the blonde's waist, Ness nudged him backwards a few steps to his bed. Lucas trusted him completely, laying back with with such a loving expression that Ness could've eaten him up. Leaning down, the dark haired boy kissed Lucas on his belly button, and he couldn't help but grin at the quivering of his stomach.
"Ticklish there?"
"...A little..."
"How about here?" Ness whispered huskily, kissing him just above his navel. "...Or here?"
Ness began to trail soft, wet kisses up his stomach. Lucas did not answer, but gasped each time the heated lips touched his skin. Ness took this as a green light to climb up onto the bed with him, and he straddled the blonde. Grinning down at him, Ness experimentally pushed himself against Lucas in a gentle grind. The blonde's response was amazing, a distinct moan, body instinctively arching upwards to greet him. A firm pressure between their bodies caused both boys to groan in pleasure, and Ness captured Lucas' mouth again. Hungry kisses demonstrated a need they both felt, the psionic energy generating between them expressing to the other a mutual desire.
Ness pressed his mouth against Lucas' neck, enticing more of the soft cries that made him feel even hotter. Suckling with determination, his breath hissed out sharply against the flesh as the blonde boldly pushed himself upwards against him. Nipping at the tender skin in response, Ness let his hips thrust sharply against the blonde's. He relished the way Lucas whimpered at the friction, the intense pressure of their exchanged pushing, the denim of their shorts rubbing together in pleasurable torture.
Unrestrained moans tore from the throats of both boys as they rode out their desire with instinctive movements of their hips. Without either being asked, they matched pace perfectly, gradually becoming faster. Skin becoming slick with sweat, their bare chests slid against one another. Lucas felt as though he would explode at any second, the buildup was unbearable. Fingertips digging into Ness' back, the blonde boy clung to him as best he could. Ness gripped onto the Lucas' hips with his legs, clamping down to hold his position.
Panting with exertion, the black-haired teen felt himself about to be flung past the point of no return. Gazing down at Lucas, Ness could feel that he was right there with him. A dreamy look swam in the blonde boy's eyes... he wanted to take that plunge together. When he felt he could take no more, Ness held the blonde's face with both hands, mashing his lips down upon his, muffling a loud moan from Lucas. Groaning, Ness screwed his eyes shut as an intense wave of pleasure jolted his entire body.
For a few moments, neither of them moved. The only sound to be heard was the labored breathing from each boy. They looked at each other, their minds still hazy. Lucas brought his fingers up to caress the black-haired boy's cheek. A soft smile touched his lips, and Ness returned it, gently nuzzling into his hand.
"Still afraid of changing everything?"
"Not anymore..."
"I'm proud of you." Ness leaned down and gently kissed Lucas. "If you hadn't started this, I might have had to take charge."
The dark-haired boy winked, grinning at the baffled expression on the blonde's face. He couldn't have known before... could he?
"Relax," Ness continued, as though reading his mind, which at this point was entirely possible. "I'm just relieved you decided to... uh... share who your crush was. You know you can tell me anything... right?"
"Yeah," Lucas said softly. "Sorry for hiding things from you."
"It's okay. I understand now why you did," Ness answered, easing himself off of the blonde and sitting on the bed next to him.
Lucas sat up as well, and Ness shifted to make more room for him. Ness paused after he moved a few inches, an odd expression on his face.
"Ness..?" Lucas tilted his head curiously.
"Uh..." Ness sat awkwardly, a tinge of pink staining his cheeks. "Do your pants feel kinda..."
"What? What do you--" Lucas broke off and looked down at himself, realizing what he was talking about.
"...Messy..."
"Y-Yeah..."
Ness could only smile sheepishly and scratch the back of his head.
"I guess we should both change our clothes now, huh?"
Both boys blushed.