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The rainbow after the storm.
That’s how Andrew would describe the months that came after the final game, after winning against the Ravens, breaking Riko’s arm to protect Neil and then finding out from him that Riko was now dead.
Telling him that the monster was dead.
He was happy and mostly relaxed as he finished his semester, not too interested in the classes or the assignments, just enough to pass his exams and receive a nice email that told him his grades and when he’ll be required to be there to sign for another semester of classes.
Neil, by the other side, had been on a chokehold, having testified with the FBI, basically fought for his life during finals and now he still —as he said he thought he would be dead by then— had to pass this semester and do many assignments that he had left unattended, thinking that it wasn’t worth his time, as it was short-termed.
Andrew was happy watching him bend over his notebook, writing furiously. He secretly loved to see him doing his assignments, even when it was late at night after their nightly practice, as it meant that he was staying, that he was going to live and be with them, with him, for a couple of years more.
Seeing him alive, there, was everything for Andrew.
And it was enough for some time, it got him through his classes and practices that were lighter and mostly chatter, as everyone was exhausted but happy for their win.
Andrew kept driving Kevin and Neil to night practices and watched them doing drills and sometimes, if Neil asked nicely, he would join them, which was almost always, as he had a weak spot for the striker and it was hard to deny him something as easy as playing with them. Specially if that meant he could send Kevin running across the whole court behind a ball and get small pecks from Neil when he got distracted from the game, making Kevin swear and Andrew send the ball back down the court harder as reward.
But when you are with someone as special as Neil was for Andrew, you couldn’t remain unmoved by every single thing they did or said.
Andrew was weak for Neil, and he was also needy, what lead him to think about recreating what they did on the shower after Baltimore, he thought a lot about making Neil feel as good as he did then, specially now that he was stressed and sleep-deprived by his classes and was touchy but not enough to disturb Andrew’s peace, always respecting his boundaries, that only made Andrew want him even more.
Desire and thoughts. That’s what Andrew had been lately. Having quiet and short wet dreams of Neil, of how he could have him and make him feel in Heaven. But, sharing a room with him made him feel guilt most of the time, which wasn’t funny.
And Neil himself had been a mess the past couple of days, kissing Andrew stupid even when he was being towered and most of the times pinned to some surface by the goalkeeper, who was supposed to be in charge but discovered he loved to feel Neil’s eagerness to kiss and simply have Andrew sharing his space.
It was encouraging, how Neil seemed to melt against his lips but still had the energy and will to make Andrew feel the same, like butter under the sun of summer. And it felt good.
Most of the physical touch was still a big no-no for Andrew, but it was getting better as Neil kept his hands for himself and only touched where he was allowed, except for the kisses, those he seemed to not have real control over, as he was kissing Andrew’s lips and suddenly he was on his neck, driving him crazy and making his insides burn with a known fire, one he wasn’t going to complain about. But those same kisses had proved to be deadly, as he now couldn’t stop thinking —dreaming— of Neil kissing his neck as he moaned with Andrew’s ministrations.
And that drove him completely crazy and had him many times on the shower, the same one where he had given Neil head, giving himself a fast and easy relief, to try and ignore his own desires to keep the slow and safe pace of their relationship, as he knew Neil would love it but maybe Andrew won’t be able to go through it at the moment.
Being with Neil, doing things with him wasn't a new thought.
He knew since the first time he saw those cold blue eyes that he was going to have problems, all called Nel Josten. Even after Riko and Nathan, Andrew didn’t thought this problem of his would disappear soon. He wished it wouldn’t.
To him, seeing Neil on the same room made him feel like his whole body was burning, but it wasn’t like it was with others; this burning was pleasant, he wanted more of it. Lots more.
And he usually has it. Neil never rejects him, even after Andrew asks thousands of times if something is a yes or just a yes induced by anxiety. Neil always tells him yes. And that’s something that makes Andrew worry the most at the moment.
He needs to get to something more with Neil, it’s been months since he gave him head for the first time. He really needs to get his hands over Neil and Neil’s hands over him with the promise of something more—even when the former might take more time than he’d like.
For the last week, Andrew has seen how Neil tried his best in his final project, seen how little he spoke as he was focused in it and how tired he seemed when, after a long day, he asked softly ‘yes or no’ before kissing Andrew stupid again and took them to their room to sleep like a rock.
It isn’t that Andrew was complaining. He doesn’t dislike nor blame Neil for being tired. Also, he knows that Neil is just trying to respect his boundaries as Andrew always respects his. Now he can just wait to see Neil less tired and completely alone to finally ask if he wants the same Andrew has been craving for weeks now. Given that they are now in Abby’s house, it might be more complicated.
Or maybe he won’t ask directly, it depends on how he’s feeling at the moment he finds Neil alone and available.
It comes at Friday, after a tough practice with Kevin that left them with no energy to keep going, but somehow made the monsters leave to Columbia, as it was a perfect excuse to stay away from Abby’s for a night. It wasn’t that they hated to be there, they just enjoyed to have their space sometimes, and Nicky and Kevin seemed eager for getting themselves as drunk as they could manage, Aaron by the other side, was texting Katelyn all the time he could.
Andrew said the night was just to take some drinks and go to sleep at home, but he knew deep down that it was also a plan to have Neil alone, at least as much as he could when the other three were drunk and happily asleep on their beds. He lost Aaron at some point of the night and couldn’t care less when his tongue was busy dancing with Neil’s in his mouth.
Kevin is noisy about how unpleasant to see it right in front of him is, but Andrew just shows him his middle finger and then buries his hand in Neil’s hair. “For God’s sake, you could just to find a room.”
And Neil had had enough.
“Do you mind? I’m trying to kiss my boyfriend, go find someone to distract yourself or go for more drinks.” He is angry, Andrew can hear it in his voice, see it in his darkened expression and feel it in his tensing hands on his shoulders.
“Just why you had to fucking eat your faces in front of me?!”
“Because you don’t fucking find somewhere else to be.” And after it, Neil turns around and kisses Andrew again, not as passionately, but it was obvious we was trying to make a point to Aaron.
Andrew can’t help but smile when he hears the anger in Kevin’s voice but can’t make himself to care much when Neil is that close to him.
It doesn’t go much further, but Andrew likes that Neil seems decided to keep being as close to Andrew as he could, even if it was induced by Kevin’s comments —usually Neil likes to keep their love demonstrations private—, Andrew won’t complain at all.
After some minutes of Neil talking to Andrew about something completely random about his classes in German to mess with Kevin, the others appear again to drink two rounds more and Andrew finally sees his twin again, his neck has a very obvious lipstick mark and he comes together with Katelyn in hand. Andrew decides to just ignore it and turns his head to Neil, to kiss his cheek as he has found a liking lately.
“Oh~” Nicky is delighted to see Andrew showing any kind of love to Neil, because —as he had said months ago when he found out—, Neil was weird to like someone that never showed him signs of love. “What happened when we were gone?”
“They ate their faces.” Kevin answered angrily as he swallowed another shot.
“For God’s sake, Kevin, let them be in love~” Nicky was very much flying with alcohol and dust, not making much sense anymore. “So you had your fun, will we be able to sleep at all tonight?”
“Find a hotel if you please,” Neil answered, resting his arm over Andrew’s shoulders jealously. “This one is mine tonight.”
“Argh.” Aaron’s complain was barely heard, but Andrew could easily see his eyes rolling.
It was well known that Aaron hated Neil to the core, but Andrew didn’t cared much. They had their differences but after Katelyn, Andrew wasn’t going to listen to Aaron, he had no right to talk about his relationship or their promise.
“You can stay with your girlfriend but I can’t?” He asked, not really interested in the answer.
“We aren’t going to-”
“No, no, no, just look at her face, don’t deny her!” Nicky pointed at Katelyn.
Aaron gave him a nasty look, Andrew smirked and finished his drink before whispering to Neil’s ear. “Yes or no?”
He felt Neil almost melting on top of him and heard a ‘yes’ that let him feel his warm breath against his cheek. It was all it took for Andrew to kiss him again, burying his hand on Neil’s hair to move him where he wanted, ignoring the obvious complaint Aaron and Kevin let out. He couldn’t care when Neil was so warm against him, how his hands were relaxed on his shoulder and his knee, where his left had ended as they kissed.
When he let go, he felt Neil trying to chase for his lips, but a soft pull on his hair got him to stay still, mouth slightly open, the colorful lights didn’t let him see well enough, but he still saw his blown up eyes, how his light irises gave up so easily when they kissed. He loved to be able to see Neil horny for him.
“Why can’t you just stop?” Kevin asked, not looking at them anymore, his cheeks were darker, but Andrew wasn’t sure anymore if it was the alcohol or the sight he just had.
“Shut up, Kevin.” Neil wasn’t up for it, Nicky only laughed, out of his mind as he drank Kevin’s unattended shot and received a yell for it.
Andrew lost interest as he saw them fighting and Kevin leaving only to go replace all the drinks and come back with an overfilled tray, with a coke there in case Neil wanted some. Which he did, but he also took a beer and gave it a chug before giving it to Andrew when he returned to his seat, where Andrew had stayed, not complaining by the drink and neither by the good look he had of Neil’s body barely lighted in the purple light, of how his waist was slightly smaller than his hips and very showy now that he was dressing nicely, given the angle, Neil’s ass looked bigger, as well as his athletic thighs. Andrew was probably losing his mind already, but it wasn’t for the alcohol, as he hadn’t drank nearly enough to get himself tipsy.
He was drunk in Neil and need. He was starving, but he stayed quiet, looking as they all seemed to forget their differences with alcohol and Aaron sat next to Kevin, almost pushing him off the couch and ignoring his complain as he took two shots, one for his girlfriend and other for himself and looked at Andrew, who only returned his bored expression and decided to ignore him for the rest of the night.
Neil was touchy tonight, and it was welcomed by Andrew, giving him a soft nod when he looked at him before placing his left arm back on his shoulders and pulling him into his chest, making him remember —as if he could have ever forgotten— that he was taller but not bigger, he didn’t do nearly as many lifts as Andrew, but he was an athlete and Andrew wasn’t trying to get away, quiet the contrary, he was trying to melt in Neil in the most discreet way with everyone there. He just wanted the party to end, to be able to drive them all home and push Neil on his room and decide what to do next and how to ask him for what he wanted. How he could do it when he was completely aware that the others were on the same house, he didn’t wanted to think about it just yet.
He looked as Neil clinked his beer with his coke and mumbled a soft ‘cheers’ on his ear before drinking, blown up eyes glued to his. When his left hand came back down and rested on his thigh with his drink, he caressed Andrew’s shoulder with his right hand, looking closely if it did anything on Andrew, if it lighted an alarm or if he wasn’t comfortable with the touch, as Andrew only looked at him, face supposedly bored, Neil used more force and massaged his shoulder, still looking at his eyes and giving him a soft smile, his welcoming gaze always showing him just how open he was to anything Andrew might want.
Andrew was going mad, and Neil knew.
Oh, he knew.
“Stop it.” Kevin spoke again.
None of them acknowledged him anymore, Neil barely huffed and approached Andrew, taking the will to move to curse Kevin and discarding it. His hand was now on his neck, guiding him nearer, making him look up at him, as he was practically leaning on his chest now, beer forgotten on his hand until it almost fell to the floor, which made him hold it tighter.
Those blue eyes he loved so much weren’t recognizable in the light, but he knew them so well he didn’t need to see their color to know how they looked. Neil leaned closer but missed Andrew’s lips to kiss his cheek instead, driving him mad, specially when he went to whisper to his ear, breath warm against his sensible skin. “Can we go home?”
He might be ashamed for the excitement he felt after that, but it was mostly forgotten as he heard Kevin and Aaron complaining when he grabbed Neil’s chin and kissed him hard before pushing him slightly and downing his beer in an incredible speed, that only made Neil drink his coke but decide that he wasn’t going to be able to finish it in time and just left it on the table, leaning again, this time reaching it without getting up, giving Andrew another look to his back.
“You have five minutes to be on the car.” Was all he said before getting up and walking off, knowing that he was being followed by Neil because he put his hand on his shoulder to not lose him, and he decided to go slower just for him, giving unintentionally more time for the others to finish their drinks, completely confused, and get their things to run behind them to the car.
When the last one, that was a very dizzy and giggly Nicky, got on the car, Andrew got off the parking lot and practically flew, no one complained, but Neil’s hand went quietly over his on the steering wheel, when Andrew gave him a quick look, he saw him looking at him intently. He let the car slow down a bit and stayed in the speed limit, which made Neil gave his hand a soft squeeze and let him, but he didn’t let him, as he moved to grab Neil’s hand and put it on the steering wheel to put his on top and entwine their fingers together.
“Stop being cheesy good Lord.” Andrew only looked up to the rearview and saw Kevin, the only one that was complaining now, as Aaron was busy probably falling asleep with Katelyn sitting on top of him until Kevin spoke, Nicky was completely out by then, head on the window, body limp.
“What is so wrong with it?” Katelyn asked, a voice too soft and too unknown for Andrew, that made him look back at her for barely a second. It was so weird for him to hear her, he couldn't help it.
“Yeah, Kevin, what’s up?” Neil moved on his seat, hand still on the steering wheel, now looking back at Kevin.
“Just stop.”
“Leave them alone.” Katelyn said softly, but Andrew heard a soft ‘don’t fight him’ that was too close to his own voice but as strange as his twin’s always sounded.
“I have enough from you two to have it from them both too.”
“You desperately need to get laid, it’s being obvious you need to get your mouth shut.” Aaron said, pushing Kevin when he stared angrily at Katelyn for too long.
“I don’t-”
“What’s going…on?” Nicky looked around with one eye closed, as if his eyelids had glued together. When the other looked at him silently, he only rested against the window again and fell asleep, too tired to care why Kevin had almost crushed him against the door.
Andrew was about to pull up when he heard Aaron’s voice again. “Leave us alone, I’m being serious.”
He looked back once more. Even when he was kind of angry with his twin, he would still make sure that he was safe, but he didn’t saw nothing, only Aaron’s angry gaze, his hands protectively around Katelyn, Kevin only rolled his eyes and crossed his arms to look past Nicky through the window.
He didn’t know what happened, but he couldn’t care less as he killed the engine when they were at their home again and everyone began to go out, Aaron only opened the left door of the car with Katelyn, making sure that Nicky didn’t fall, but waking him up with the fear still.
Kevin didn’t get off.
“Are you waiting for a written invitation?” Andrew asked, not even looking at Kevin anymore, he had his eyes glued to the front.
“Why did you get us here so early?”
“None of your business. Get off, I’m not going to repeat it.”
Kevin stayed, and Andrew looked to his right, Neil was still there, hand under his, cheeks a subtle pink, eyes still blown up.
How much are you thinking about? Andrew thought and got closer, only to feel Neil’s lips on his as he closed the distance, not caring that Kevin was right there, looking at them as if that might make them stop.
“You should be sleeping or getting ready for tomorrow practice, not doing—whatever you are doing.”
Neil grabbed Andrew’s head with his right hand, making him stay on the kiss.
Kevin gave up a while later, when Andrew felt his body in flames and Neil’s grip on his hair, as if the horniest thing he could do to him was grab his hair, not as gently as it could’ve been on the first months they began their something, but as hungry as Andrew was learning he was with every kiss they shared.
He listened to Kevin angrily leaving the car and slamming the door shut and let go of Neil’s lips. Looking up at his ice cold eyes, almost completely blown up, just like they would look if he consumed cocaine.
“What are your plans for tonight?” He asked softly, combing Neil’s ginger hairs back his ear, not caring if they stayed there.
“Anything you want. I just need you…kisses, touches, anything if it’s with you. Yes?”
“Yes.” He gave him another quick kiss and then opened the door, listening to a soft giggle behind him, he went inside first, seeing the mess that was going on in the living room.
Kevin was basically guiding Nicky towards his room, a disgusted face clearly showing as Nicky was being clingy and probably saying something inappropriate to his ear. Andrew didn’t cared enough to interfere, and he saw Kevin getting out of the room and closing Nicky’s door behind him before going to the room they designated for him, being the smallest one that had been used as storage before, containing mostly empty cardboard boxes and some manuals of things Nicky bought for the house.
Aaron was on the living room with Katelyn, the both of them on their phone, but Katelyn had her legs on Aaron’s lap and he seemed unbothered, even like he liked it.
Andrew’s attention came back to Neil when he spoke softly behind him, near enough to make him feel the warmth of his breath and wonder how a sharp mouth as his could make such a lovely sound.
“I’ll shower and find you in your bedroom, yes?”
Andrew looked back over his shoulder and nodded, pulling his neck a little to see Neil that smiled proudly and walked around him to reach the stairs first and go straight for the shower, not really looking for a towel before getting in the shower.
He went to the kitchen, listening to Kevin going around the house, not drunk enough to search for his bed first, and Aaron talking to his girlfriend as they went to their room, that Andrew just remembered, was next to his.
It was obvious that they wanted time alone and it was the main reason why Andrew had drove them so “early” when he was kissing Neil publicly in the bar.
Still, Kevin found him in the kitchen when he was about to finish his cigarette that he lit as he was thinking of everything again, needing a plan to follow in the time it took him to feel comfortable with improvising. It wasn’t that he was ashamed of his knowledge in this topic or on his body, it was only that he was afraid he couldn’t face this now when he wanted it so badly.
“Are you really going to do it?” He stopped his hand halfway through his mouth and looked at Kevin, speechless and with a bored expression that covered his feelings well enough.
“What?”
“Are you really going to fuck him?”
The real question Andrew had was if he had been thinking out aloud or if Kevin knew him well enough to connect the dots. Yes, he thought of it many times, of fucking Neil, of letting him fuck him, of every combination they could do after mastering the other two, but he knew this was not the right time. Still, he thought about it.
“What the fuck do you mean?”
“Are you going to do it?”
“It’s none of your fucking business.” And he finished his cigarette, desperate for another one, hands aching.
“It is if it disables you to play.”
Andrew looked up at him again, speechless and confused for a second. Exy, Exy, Exy. It was everything that Kevin had on his head, but still, he knew he was worried for him.
He didn’t like to know that.
“Fuck you.”
“Whatever, but you know I’m right.”
Andrew decided he had no use for this conversation, put out his cigarette on the sink and threw it on the empty trash and ignored Kevin as he crossed the kitchen and went straight upstairs.
When he reached his room, Neil was already waiting for him sat on Andrew’s bed, only covered by a towel around his hip, his legs were mostly bare as the towel had fallen from one side and Andrew could see his right thigh.
This was only a formality, as Andrew had already seen Neil naked once and even gave him head, but he knew this was also Neil’s way to ask once again if Andrew wanted this.
“You took your time.” Neil commented, placing his hands on the bed behind him, giving Andrew more space to see his half-naked body.
“Kevin was asking stupid questions,” he said, turning around to close the door and lock it. “You are still wet.”
Neil was dripping water freely, not really caring if he wet the bed, and he looked proud of himself as he saw Andrew following a drop with his eyes, it crossed his chest and abdomen slowly before disappearing on the towel.
“Do you like it?”
“Now you ask stupid questions.” Andrew said, taking the steps that separated them and taking the offering Neil was making him, moving his knees to give him space between his legs and also making the towel move and gave full view of his right thigh, that Andrew looked before he put an open hand on it and bend to kiss Neil that smiled against his lips and moved his right hand to hold his head.
“You know what? I dreamed of you… Kissing me, me being naked and touching you. May I?” Andrew looked into his eyes and nodded before giving him a soft “yes” and grabbing Neil’s hand to put it on his own chest, it wasn’t new. They’ve been touching for some time, testing out the waters and making together —as Neil had said once— a map of where was safe to touch Andrew. It was only his head in the beginning, but Neil had been patient enough to get to know Andrew’s body slowly and asking, mostly with his eyes, if he felt good with his hands where he decided to touch. They also found out that Andrew was ticklish, mostly on his ribs and thighs, but he wasn’t so obvious about it. Neil learned to touch him more firmly to prevent him from shying away from his touch and also learned to distract him kissing his lips or neck, whispering how beautiful he was, even when Andrew rolled his eyes and shut him up with his lips.
Neil stayed in place until Andrew grabbed his hand again and lowered it through his abdomen.
He bent, feeling Neil’s warmth once again and trying not to reel at the image of Neil’s boner covered by his towel.
“Yes or no?” Andrew asked now, lips near Neil’s ear, feeling his hair wet against the tip of his nose.
“Yes.” Once again, Neil’s voice seemed to melt with desire, as his body reacted to him in the most encouraging way possible.
Andrew was weak for desire when it came to Neil. He wanted lots of him, to give pleasure and to take some more, to feel how excited he could get with only a soft moan or a smile that came out of him when Andrew did something for him.
That’s what brought him to move, reaching from one of his pillows and letting it fall to the floor between Neil’s feet, that moved to the side to give him more space.
“Yes.” Neil said before Andrew could even ask, what made him smirk and put his hands on his thighs, bending to kiss his neck and finally let himself fall to his knees on the pillow.
It was going to be the first time he gave head to someone on a bed, as he wasn’t really looking for love or passion with Roland, it was only the mess he had become over the years, needing someone to just be when he wished for pleasure. Those dark places they found where nothing compared to a bed and for Andrew, this was taking a huge step on their relationship. Even the shower wasn’t the same.
This meant more.
And Neil was blushed and had his eyes blown up once again as Andrew looked up, fascination getting the best of him at the moment.
“You look good down there,” Neil said before Andrew got to business, kissing his right thigh as his hands were caressing his legs and making a slow path to his boner, that he touched first over the towel, teasing him a little as his lips were busy kissing his thigh, listening to Neil’s sigh from pleasure over him. “You know what? I was head on the clouds the first time-”
“And you aren’t now?” Andrew asked, slightly offended as he pressed his hand around Neil and seeing him close his eyes for a second before smiling down at him, cheeks completely blushed.
“Oh, you don’t have an idea. But now I know what you are capable of. Let me be excited for having your mouth on me again.”
“No one said I will.” And it was a lie. He was dying to do it, to have Neil in his mouth and feel his hand pull his hair as he moaned, but he liked to tease him.
Neil shut up and looked at the side, not convinced of his words as his hand was moving up and down on him, making him slightly uncomfortable by the friction with the towel. And Andrew knew, he didn’t kept it up for long and removed the towel, revealing the beautiful pinkish dick of Neil that made him salivate and make him feel ashamed with his own desire enough to not let it dilatate for long, as he took him in his mouth, just as sudden and well-received as the first time. Andrew was coming to think that Neil liked to be taken by surprise.
He heard his soft moans before he had one of Neil’s hands on his hair, moving it off his face and keeping it on the back as Andrew was busy trying to get him deep down, not bothering to choke or complain, as it was everything he wanted and Neil was just so respectful with him that he only felt aborted thrust and how he threw his head back with a louder moan when Andrew reached down, his nose feeling his trimmed short pubes.
That’s new. Andrew thought, remembering with exactitude how Neil was the first time he did this, how he made his hairs down to prevent himself from pulling them or getting them on his mouth, and it made his belly pull, thinking of how Neil had thought of this and Andrew’s comfort as there was nothing to shave or get ready for sex in this house.
He thought of this.
Andrew pulled his head up and swallowed, Neil’s tip touching his lips as he did so. When he looked up, he felt himself burning by the look Neil was giving him. His breathtaking expression of pure pleasure as he was biting his lower lip, as if he was controlling himself, which Andrew imagined he was. He liked to think how Neil would be if he lost control, but knowing how he would react, it was something he didn’t wished to see become true if that meant he’ll be crossing his boundaries.
“Shut it,” Andrew said, voice slightly hoarse, when he saw Neil about to say something. He decided to just look back down and get his dick back on his mouth, focusing on the taste and how he felt inside, his weight and width, how he could fill his mouth without being uncomfortable until he went all the way down, feeling the tip on his throat.
“Fuck…” Andrew felt Neil letting go of his hair and saw him throw his head back when he looked up. Neil’s neck looked so good Andrew wished to kiss and bite it, but closed his eyes to keep on with his dick, hearing Neil getting louder.
It wasn’t long until Neil’s breathing changed and Andrew readied himself to feel him coming, and he told him, as a warning, but Andrew couldn’t care less. He wanted it, really badly. And he felt shamefully satisfied when he felt his warm load on his mouth, trying to get to his throat as Andrew was moving his head back to prevent himself from choking, that while Neil let himself fall to the bed, letting out soft noises of pleasure as he came down his high and then used his elbows to get himself up enough to see Andrew, that swallowed and used the back of his hand to wipe his saliva off his lips.
“Andrew,” Neil was everything. “Can I help you?”
And he considered it, but decided that this was not the time or the place he wanted this to happen. It was his house —Nicky’s if you were critical— and maybe there won’t ever be a better place where he could be doing this, but he wasn’t going to try this out when his whole family was on the house, that and the drama queen and his brother’s girlfriend, it was just too much.
“Not tonight.” He answered, Neil only nodded and watched him as he got up, threw the pillow back to his place and then looked back down at Neil and his half-limp body before putting a knee between his thighs, that got Neil moving them to give him more space. Another yes, another decision that drove Andrew to this madness that got to him lately.
He was not going to do it, was him? There?
I must be crazy. Andrew thought as he got both his knees on the bed and put his hands on the sides of Neil’s head and kissed him, listening to the drowned moan he let go and felt his hands on his head, accepting the kiss with no complaint. He wanted this so badly he didn’t even stopped the kiss to begin. It wasn’t the first time, but Neil reacted so beautifully to it again he swore against his lips for him to shut up as Neil *encouraged him* with a sound and giggled at his response, guiding his lips back to kiss him as Andrew got his right hand on his pants, getting off on the idea of what he had done, of Neil’s moans and how his body was so eager to anything that Andrew wanted. Even just knowing that he was getting off while kissing him.
Andrew couldn’t follow the pace of the kiss and went down at his neck, listening to Neil’s encouraging moan as he moved his knees up and brushed his thighs with Andrew’s sides, that made him get a soft moan out, which he tried to ignore as much as he could. He didn’t like to make sounds in bed, never. And it was horrifying to imagine anyone to hear him making them, but Neil seemed to think otherwise.
“Oh, yes, Andrew,” His left hand got on his hair and pulled slightly as his head moved to the side, giving him more space. “Come on, baby.”
“Shut up,” He was losing it, and he didn’t wanted to experience pet names at the moment, but Neil got the best of him and kissed him again, hands on his face to guide him, leading the kiss as Andrew was too busy to coordinate his lips and hand to move so differently.
He came in his pants after pulling off of the kiss and hiding his face on Neil’s neck, who was ready for more when Andrew looked down, more interested to see how bad his situation was, but found Neil’s dick proudly hard once again.
It was something he wasn’t ready to acknowledge now, and Neil didn’t looked angry as Andrew got up, trying not to show his right hand as it had a considerable amount of his load in it. Neil sat up looking at him with a smile and said nothing as Andrew got to the bathroom, knowing that he needed his time alone after what they had done.
Andrew got on the shower, trying to calm himself after being exposed to Neil horny twice. To the knowledge that he had become hard by listening and imagining Andrew getting himself off on top of him. It was too much. And he felt slightly dirty, but not the uncomfortable dirty that he had became used to at such young age, but a dirty that he felt only ashamed by the strangeness of being allowed to share this with someone he could trust.
Dirty might not be the right word, but Andrew had no other words to describe what he felt as he returned to his room, wearing the same he wore before and changing only when Neil got him some privacy by turning around and burying his face on the same pillow Andrew had been kneeling on. And it was devilishly hot how he looked being butt-naked and not caring if Andrew looked, that he wasn’t going to admit out aloud that he did.
When he was dressed, he got clothes that Neil could use, not giving him a shirt on purpose and looking as Neil smiled and put the pants on, making him look to his now kind of soft dick getting hidden on the pants. Or mostly, as Andrew could still make out its shape through the soft fabric.
“Like what you see?” Neil asked, lips suddenly too close to Andrew he pushed him softly by the chest, not wanting him away but still wanting some space to calm down.
“Don’t seek for compliments.”
Neil huffed at him and got on the bed, in the most slutty way he thought of, getting on his hands and knees and slowly crawling to the opposite side. “Now will you give me some?” He asked still on that position.
“No.” Andrew said flatly, watching Neil smile with a bored expression and just sighing before going to turn off the lights and walk in darkness to Neil, that was trying not to laugh. “What now?”
“You look cute when you get mad.”
“Fuck you.”
“You like it.”
And he was right, but Andrew wasn’t going to say it out aloud, so he just pushed Neil’s arm a bit and hugged him from behind after Neil got comfortable in bed, spooning him as they did lately when they got in bed together, at least when they were in the dormitories, as Andrew didn’t liked the idea of doing so in Abby’s house.
In the morning, Neil had stired a little, so slowly and quietly Andrew almost didn’t noticed, but as he was constantly aware of his surroundings, even when he was asleep, he opened his eyes seconds before he knew why he did so.
“Neil,” His voice was hoarse and dry, Neil only moved on his arms, trying not to touch him a lot to prevent him from feeling uncomfortable.
“Hello,” His smile blinded him for a second, making him forget the anger he felt for waking up so early that the sunlight was barely showing through the curtains. “Sorry I woke you.”
Andrew blinked and rolled his eyes, placing his arm back on Neil’s waist and closing his eyes to go back to sleep, when he heard Neil talking to him again.
“I want to go to run,” He said softly, his breath warm against his neck. “I’ll be back in an hour.”
“You’re not going out.” Andrew held him and opened his eyes back, just to see the barely lit face of his again.
“But it’s early and I-”
Andrew shut him up with a kiss before looking at him trying to find some sign that he disliked it, but he heard Neil’s giggle.
“You know I won’t take more than an hour. You could stay asleep or-” Andrew kissed him again, feeling the bitterness of his mouth and ignoring his morning breath as he tried to convince him not to leave him.
This wasn’t new. He was used to fight a little to Neil leaving at an ungodly hour to run around and then return, almost always it took him an exact hour and Andrew had nothing much to complain about. Still, he hated to see Neil getting out alone and he wasn’t as self-destructive as to go running with him when he was that tired. He would rather choose his bed than the cold of the streets and running around during sunrise.
“Stay.” Andrew said, taking a good look at Neil, as the sunlight was getting brighter on the room. Now Andrew regretted not closing the blinds, as Neil seemed to do photosynthesis and this didn’t helped when Andrew wanted to keep him in bed.
Neil caressed his head, combing his blonde hair back slowly and carefully not to pull a single one, busy ignoring the fact that Andrew wanted to sleep and kept a hard lock on Neil’s waist to keep him there.
“Baby, why don’t you come with me? We could run together and even go for ice cream.”
“Ice cream at 5 or 6 fucking AM, of course, Josten.” Andrew said angrily and pulled Neil closer, making their chests come together.
Neil giggled and kissed Andrew’s cheek. “But wasting the morning is-”
“Yes or no?”
Neil blinked a couple of times, seeing Andrew looking back at him, serious and apparently bored.
“Yes.”
Andrew moved, feeling annoyed that he had to move but very much happy to do what he had in mind.
Doing a morning blowjob wasn’t on his wish list, but Neil was apparently very eager to stay in bed when Andrew moved the sheets away and positioned himself over Neil, what was new and he had no time to process it when Neil grabbed his head and pulled him carefully to kiss. He was very aware of his knees being at the sides of Neil’s hips, noticing how he wasn’t complaining about it and even seemed to like it a lot if the boner hiding in his pants was any indicator.
“You don’t have to do this. I’ll stay anyway if you just stay with me.”
“I know.” Was all the acknowledge Andrew gave him before moving in all fours, trying not to hurt Neil at all when he tested how he felt sitting in his legs. Athletic and bony, it wasn’t the most comfortable seat Andrew had in his life, but it made him warm to know that it was Neil.
“Put your whole weight in me, Andrew.” Neil said gently, hands already under his head, as he did when he wanted to make Andrew feel in control, grounded the only way he could be grounded; without being touched, only being showd how much Neil trusted him.
Andrew didn’t put his whole weight on Neil, as feeling Neil’s legs on his ass wasn’t something he wanted craved in his mind yet, so he just used them as a guide of some kind to keep himself there and moved Neil’s pants just enough to release his dick and testicles, using the pants’ band to keep the former up and free.
“You know what? I like the look on your face when you see me.”
“Shut up.” Neil smiled, and Andrew had no control over the heat on his cheeks that only made Neil smile brighter until he felt Andrew’s hand grabbing his dick and his smile flattered as he looked down, eyes probably blown up by now, Andrew wasn’t sure by the dim light and wasn’t looking anymore.
His mouth was on Neil’s tip sooner than later, as he needed lube to masturbate Neil comfortably, but he wasn’t going to look around to find some that he might have forgotten there. He heard Neil’s gasp and decided he had enough deep throating from yesterday, so he just licked his dick from the bottom and then masturbated the base in circular motions as he sucked at the tip, feeling Neil squirm under him, trying noticeably hard not to thrust up, and that only made Andrew hornier.
He should have known that this was all a bad idea from the beginning, but he had his mind only for Neil and his pleasure to notice any sound around them except from Neil’s soft moans against the pillow that he had now between his teeth.
It was as if a bucket of ice-cold water fell on top of him when he heard a clear knock and then right after, the door trying to open but the lock prevented it.
His eyes flew open and he looked over his shoulder in a second, watching the closed door and the door handle moving down once again as someone tried to enter.
“It’s 8AM!” Kevin’s voice was heard through the door, clear enough to make Andrew look at the window, confused by the apparently early sky that was overcast but he thought it was very early by the sunlight. “Breakfast is ready, come down!”
Then he looked back at Neil, as he heard Kevin’s steps going away through the hallway. “I can keep going if you want.”
“Oh, yes, ple-” Neil shut himself up and nodded entusiastically as he made tight fists and then let out a shy “yes”.
Andrew rolled his eyes at his poor saving and put Neil’s dick back in his mouth, moving his hand faster around him and sucking harder, hearing Neil moan, louder than yesterday and probably loud enough for the others to hear if they were quiet enough.
It didn’t take long to have Neil heaving, hands pulling his own hair as his eyes were closed and his mouth wide open as he let more moans out, hips moving slightly in aborted thrusts that Andrew only took as encouragement and sucked harder before pulling his head up, looking up at him when Neil whined softly.
Andrew moved up to kiss him and masturbated him faster, not being gentle anymore, feeling Neil’s hands burying themselves on his hair and felt his moans and gasps on his lips before he went silent and Andrew felt him coming on his hand right after.
When he came back from his climax, Neil kissed him again and moved his hands to hug him from the shoulders, so lightly that Andrew could pull off with a simple movement.
He moved his hand off Neil and gave him another soothing kiss before getting up and rolling off the bed.
“I’m starving.”
Andrew rolled his eyes and took a tissue to wipe his hand as he heard Neil lazily getting his pants back up to cover himself. When he looked back over his left shoulder, he saw his red hair a mess and his face slightly fushed, just as he would be after going to a sauna.
He went through his closet and threw a t-shirt to Neil that he put on without complaining.
It was an old Palmetto t-shirt that had Andrew’s last name and number in it, he gave him that t-shirt completely on purpose.
Andrew opened the door and went to the bathroom before going downstairs to the kitchen, where Nicky was already telling something to Neil about the gossip Kevin brought of Andrew’s room being locked.
“So you did had your fun.”
He didn’t even looked at his cousin but went straight to grab the coffee Neil was tending to him. Siping at it as he looked at Neil’s messy hair and the t-shit he was wearing, that marked him as Andrew’s.
“Lovely shirt.”
Neil smiled to himself and sipped at his coffee, looking at Andrew over the cup. He was always looking.
Andrew decided that he really liked it. Even when he won’t say it out aloud.