He said it teasingly, like he knew he had Jens in the palm of his hand. Like the answer didnât matter. And yet, when Jens looked inside the blue windows of the boyâs soul, he saw something else. Insecurity, doubt, sadness. He was mesmerized by the way all those things were reflected in just one look. Lucas really could give him a run for his money, did he?
They were cuddling together in Jensâ bed, with tangled up limbs. He didnât even remember how they got here. It was a blur of soft kisses, warm hugs and slow movements. Something he wanted for a really long time. He just didnât realized he wanted it with a guy.
Jens sighed. Lucas was still resting his curls on top of Jensâ bare chest, while slowly drawing patterns on his skin. It gave Jens goosebumps. It felt so good, made him feel alive.
But he didnât know how to answer such a loaded question. Was he scared? Was he scared of Lucas laying here in his arms? Was he scared of being with a boy? What was he?
Jens knew he had loved Jana like no one else. He thought girls were amazing creatures, with soft features and beautiful smiles. But when he looked down at Lucas, he couldnât help but feel at peace.
So he decided to answer with a more cryptic answer.
âArenât we all scared?â
Lucas made a slight huffing sound. âWell, that wasnât exactly the answer I was hoping for. But okay, Jens⌠You win.â He chuckled. He seemed to applaud the clever answer. It was enough for now. Jens hummed and placed his hand on the dark curls to untangle them. Lucas moved up to Jensâ lips with a brazen look on his face.
âCan I kiss you now?â
âYes, pleaseâ
Lucas seemed to know exactly what he was doing. Maybe he had been with a multitude of other guys before he met Jens. Who were more experienced than him. Who knew how to act in these kind of situations. He felt a little pang of jealousy towards the fictional exes. He wanted Lucas for him alone. Jens didnât like to share.
Then his mind became slowly more cluttered than before. Lucas just left a small hickey on his neck, which made Jens squirm with pleasure. More, he wanted more. More Lucas, more of the touching, more of the kissing. Just more. He felt like he was going to explode if they kept going at this. But Lucas really took his time exploring Jensâ body.
âAre you trying to kill me, Lucas?â
The other one chuckled. Yeah, he knew exactly what he was doing to Jens, didnât he? The Dutch boy was really the hottest heâd ever met. He teasingly traced a line with his tongue from the neck towards the lower part of the stomach. Halfway through Lucas paused at a nipple, circled around it and bit hard. Like it was nothing. The slow pace was driving Jens insane.
He didnât know how Lucas was doing this. Every time the boy touched him, his skin was on fire. Every kiss they shared, he felt deep within. Every part of Jens was unlocked. Just like that. Out in the open. Ready for the taking. He needed Lucas like never before. He wanted him, his all, everywhere. Now.
Lucas was already pausing at the waistband of his boxers, anxiously awaiting Jensâ reaction. Who nodded eagerly. âPlease touch me, Lucas,â he whispered with heat in his voice. The other boyâs cheeks were turning crimson red. He could pick up on how hot and bothered Jens was. And with one swift movement, Jens was naked. Well, there is no turning back now.
Everything started to heat up fast. Kisses at places he needed the most, swift licks combined with right movement of hands. Jens started to moan. He grabbed the sheets and balled it up in his fists. Lucasâ curls were bouncing up and down. The passion building inside him felt so good. Sloppy, but with purpose. Soft, but strong.
Perfect, Jens sighed while feeling the heat surrounding him. Every colour behind his eyes was exploding, his fists almost ripping up the sheets with all the turns they made. He couldnât even look down at Lucas. âOh god, Luc,â he cried out. There wasnât a thought left in his mind. He felt everything all at once. Love, passion, excitement.
Sadness, that it was all over nowâŚ
Lucas came back up to him, with a huge smirk on his face. He seemed pretty proud of himself. Jens lifted his hand and traced the mole above Lucasâ upper lip. He didnât need to say anything. He was pretty sure Lucas could read it on his face. Jens just wanted to kiss him so badly. He leaned in and touched the soft, pink lips. Then immediately deepened the kiss. They just couldnât get enough.
Jens took Lucas by the hips and turned him around. Now the soft boy with the bluest eyes was laying under him. They kept on kissing, tracing each other with their hands. All warm and lovingly. He didnât know how to do this, Jens thought by himself. He wasnât sure he could, but he needed to be sure. For Lucas. So he pulled himself out of the kiss and grinned.
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