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A contented sigh left him, and he moved his hand up and down Frode's spine in a lazy caress.
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Chapter 19
Frode was tired, but he didn't want to fall asleep.Nikolai running his hand over his back was nice, more than nice.
After a few minutes, Frode slid his leg over Nikolai's, which was met with a grunt.His dick was now smushed against Nikolai's hip, but he didn't care.
"Frode?"
"Mmm."He was barely awake, or he was, but it was easy to drift.
Nikolai's hand dipped lower.He didn't grope his ass, but the caress extended over his hip.Frode burrowed closer, his arm over Nikolai's chest and his forehead resting underneath his chin.He smelled good, and Frode inhaled.Nikolai's hand twitched, and a barely-there groan left him.
The hand on his back moved in a firmer caress, and Frode arched into it like a cat.He hadn't been petted in a long time.Most often, he convinced himself he didn't need touch--he was fine without it--but heat was unfurling in his gut, and his skin tingled.
Nikolai caressed his buttock, holding his breath as if he expected Frode to attack him.It had a chuckle escape him.
"What?"Nikolai's voice had turned gravelly, and it sent a shiver through him.
"You're allowed to breathe."
"I'm breathing."
Frode shrugged."You're holding your breath."
"Maybe."The hand cupped Frode's buttock, the thumb moving in a massaging circle."You're most often snarling at me, so better to be prepared."
"You most often deserve being snarled at."Frode pressed against Nikolai, his thickening cock rubbing against his hip.He was pretty sure Nikolai was fine with being humped.
Nikolai huffed, but he didn't stop groping his ass.The opposite.He pushed Frode against him, encouraging him to rub on him some more.
"Tired?"Nikolai spoke against his hair.
"I am, but..."He was horny too.Too tired for anything complicated, but a hand job would be nice.If Nikolai was up for it.He didn't want to think about how it might complicate things between them, so he didn't.
"But?"
Frode shrugged, which made Nikolai snort, but then he turned over, hefting Frode's leg over his hip as he did.Their groins pushed together and there was no missing Nikolai's hard-on.
"Okay?"
Nodding, Frode gave in to an experimental thrust only to bite back a groan as his cock slid against Nikolai's.Hard, hot, and silky.
Nikolai tugged at his braid until he tipped his face up.Lips slid over his, then Nikolai begged for entrance with his tongue.This time, Frode did groan.The sound must've done something to Nikolai because in the next second, his hands grew more demanding.They roamed everywhere, and Frode purred.He hadn't realized the lack of big warm hands in his life.
Or he'd been fully aware there hadn't been any, but he didn't think touch ever had been this good.
"Nikolai."His name was nothing more than a breath against his kiss-swollen lips.
Nikolai made a sound and rocked against him, precome slicking the way."Feel good?"
Frode nodded and slid a hand between them.He curled his fingers around their lengths and moaned softly at the sensation.
Nikolai cursed, then he kissed Frode hard.Desperation grew more evident.
"Fuck, you feel good."Nikolai ran his hands over him as he thrust against Frode's cock.Silken slides.Frode gasped for breath and allowed the sensations to wash over him.Clawing need made him bite Nikolai's bottom lip, but all it earned him was more touching and an increase in the rhythm of his thrusts.
