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Packing a bag excitedly, Nathaniel decided to stick in one of the gift’s he’d gotten for Alexander to give to him early. It was a small gift, but a gift nonetheless, and he wanted to give it to his boyfriend. With a content sigh, Nat tucked his legs away in a pair of jeans and put on a black shirt, with a plaid button up, and a large trench coat on before grabbing a beanie and his glasses case, packing that in his bag just in case. He locked up his house and made his way over to Alexander’s, happily hopping out and knocking on the door. 

Xander couldn't possibly suppress the giggle that threatened to spill out from in-between his pursed lips, looking up at him with excitement clear in his eyes, even if his following words contradicted such: "You really didn't have to, Nat," He told him in a softer tone of voice as he neared him, and settled in close to his body before grabbing at his free hand and leading him back to the couch. "Mom really wanted to meet you, but she had to leave early," he admitted with his lips puckered into a pout. "I wanted you to meet her." He informed with a little sigh, but nonetheless cuddled in closer once seated on the couch, his leg thrown casually over his thigh.

Nathaniel let out a pleased noise into his boyfriends mouth, pulling away to look down at him. “Don’t start something you don’t want to finish, baby boy.” He said softly, stroking Alexander’s cheek softly. “I mean, I’m not denying you by any means, but once you get me going, it’s quite hard to get me to stop.” Nat breathed, lightly pulling Alexander’s face into his for another chaste kiss, moving his hand down to to hold onto Alex’s hips. He turned so that he was pressing Alex’s back into the mattress, lightly pinning him under him. 

Of course, Alexander had no trouble with finishing up what they'd started, but nonetheless left it at that, not too eager to rush into things that could later lead to regret for either one of them, if not both. "Maybe you won't have to one of these days," he murmured to him, leaning up to press another kiss to his mouth before being pushed down to his chest, and leaving small kisses there, on the pallid skin around his birds. It was as he was doing that, however, that he was brought in for another kiss, and a small laugh trickled out of his mouth against Nat's.

Nathaniel smirked, raising a brow. “Is that so?” He pressed Alexander back, pushing his hips back into the mattress as he hovered over him again, lifting the boy’s shirt over his head. He first pressed his lips against Xander’s bare collar bones before he opened his mouth, scraping his teeth in a small circle before soothing it with his tongue. He did the same thing to the other side, then moved to his chest, leaving another mark right below his left nipple. After leaving two or three more marks adjacent of each other, Nat dragged his lips to one of Xander’s hipbones, leaving a larger bruise there with his tongue before he pulled away and leaned down to press their lips together, his eyes closing. 

Taking into consideration the fact that he'd just gotten more than proper under-the-shirt action, Alexander decided to call this a success. He was naturally quite the possessive person, as if by genuine instincts, even -- yet he didn't mind giving into him so much at the moment. Instead, he rather enjoyed the feeling of the roaming hands and the body hovering over his. Yet he was only too happy to topple onto him and dig his fingernails into his hair, widening his mouth against his and breathing, quite literally, into his mouth, not wasting anytime with formal kisses and instead diving right in for the tongue action.

"I don’t sleep in much either, I was just being nice because I didn’t know if you’d be as comfortable with me almost naked yet." Nathaniel laughed and slid his pants off, tossing them to the side so he was snuggled in, wearing only his boxers. He hummed softly, looking down at his stomach. "It’s a moth. My best mate has a collection of like.. moth wings from when he was a kid. I saw the one with this particular pattern, and was like, ‘yep, m’getting that one.’ and so I did," Nat said matter o’factly. His eyes shifted to his arms, pointing to each of the things i can/cant tattoos. 

"It's not nice to deprive me of the sight of my boyfriend's body." Xander said in a tone that left little to the other to argue, his arms wrapping around himself, teeth gnawing down at his bottom lip as he watched the taller boy in wonder. "Looks like a butterfly to me." He stated, but dropped his head onto his bicep resting atop the pillow with a tiny, defeated sigh as his eyes followed the other's, wondering about each tattoo, but thinking that asking about such might not be the best idea -- after all, he'd gotten the free pass for one or two, not each and every one of them.

Nathaniel nodded, smiling softly. “I’ll make you any meal you want, at any time you want.” He said, nodding. “But for now, I need to give you some pj’s.” He kissed his boyfriend once more before crawling out of his grasp and opening one of his drawers, pulling out a pair of his shorts and a big t-shirt that would probably swallow him whole. With a grin he tossed them at Alex and pulled off of his shirt, dumped it into the hamper. He got out a pair of pants and slid them on before crawling back into bed, licking his lips. “You’ve never seen all of my tattoos before, have you?” He asked politely. 

Alexander nodded approvingly, his sigh rumbling through his chest at the loss of warmth planted besides him, yet was nonetheless rather pleased with the kiss he got before the other moved away to go get PJs. "Mkay," he responded, yet as soon as the clothing items were thrown at him, he set aside the shorts and instead stripped down to his briefs. "Don't usually sleep in much, 'm sorry," he said with a small shrug before tossing his shirt aside and taking a hold of the larger one he'd been given, pulling it on, shamelessly racking his eyes over the other's body as soon as it'd been revealed.

I’m many things, my sweet angel, but a liar isn’t one of them. 

Well, you sure ain't a truther.

"The vibrating one? Mn, sounds like a good time." He chuckled and took Alex’s cheeks in his hands, kissing his nose very softly, tilting his head to to let the male kiss along his neck, letting out a soft breath when he felt the male’s teeth scrape across his jaw. Tightening his grip on Xander, Nat rolled over and pinned him underneath him, shifting his weight down on the mattress so that he wasn’t crushing Alex under his weight. Nathaniel slid his arms around Alexander, rubbing his back lightly. "You’re a pretty damn good kisser yourself, beautiful." He breathed, kissing along his jaw, and really, anywhere he could put his lips on his boy. 

Alex was only too happy to respond to that with a sly smirk flitting over his features only to let him pepper kisses all over the most immediate of spots that the other could find. This, of course, only made the male arch his back slightly into his touch, and let a soft sound of pleasure slip past his lips. "Mhm, vibrating one," he told him in a soft voice, hands reaching up to rub at his cheeks sweetly and bring him down for another sensual kiss as his leg wrapped up around his and brought him down to press their bodies fully together, Nathaniel's body weight not quite as off-putting as one would've thought with as tall as the boy was.

Says anyone with sense. 

Lies. All lies.