Just One? (Nao)
Jun 5, 2014 5:47:27 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jun 5, 2014 5:47:27 GMT -5
Naozumi wasn’t exactly sure what he wanted. Being closeted in his sexuality, he had never pursued anything back at home, simply crushes that he was satisfied with having from afar. And aside from that, he was still a boy of only fifteen, fourteen and younger prior to Hammel. A relationship of any sort was out of his realm of consideration back then. But so far, here at Hammel, while he still held many, many reservations about pursuing any sort of relationship, it was the sheer openness that Naozumi had been exposed to thus far in the various couple types that had him thinking that it might be a possibility. Not necessarily a full-on relationship, because who was he kidding, Nao didn’t know a thing about that, but…just someone he didn’t have to hide that part of himself from. Even without the alcohol affecting him, Nao was wishing that Ray could eventually become that sort of person. But without the alcohol, it would have been much, much longer before Nao even dared to share that part of himself with Ray.
It was far too much to hope that this could be anything more than friendship…as nice as that would be.
But those weren’t things that Nao was especially thinking about right now, for they required a amount of brain power which was impossible for the young, tipsy boy, so drunk on both drink and the heat of the moment. Responding with his first impulse was the most that he could manage. He didn’t know why, and found, he didn’t care either, because right now he was happy, and giddy, and swept up in a web of unfamiliar tickles and emotion, all of which was keeping Nao from wanting to do much more than continue to lay there and connect with this person he grown so attached to over the past few weeks.
He felt warm, an unfamiliar heat radiating outward from the points where their bodies connected. He was self-conscious, and yet pursuant to make this feeling last for as long as Ray would allow their closeness to linger. His eyes stared down at the older boy and Nao felt like his head was stuck in the fog of a dream. Whatever was going on, the young boy was basking in this unfamiliar, blissful feeling, having never guessed that it was something that existed. And the warmth that they shared, he found, was only getting warmer. Though now that he’d returned every kiss back to his friend, Nao was already yearning for another one, sad that he had no more excuses to continue pressing forward. Or at least…that’s what the implication seemed to be, until Ray spoke up.
“There’s more?” he asked with honest surprise in his voice. His already sluggish mind was processing this new information even slower, all the while leaving Nao wondering exactly what else there could possibly be for him to know, or rather, for Raylaigh to teach. Always the eager student, and at the moment especially eager for this kind of lesson, Naozumi widened his grin to reveal a bright set of pearly white teeth, his giggles suddenly swelling as he felt the same gleeful tremors erupt from the boy beneath him. Nao clung to the other boy, his tiny hands grasping the fabric of Ray’s shirt as he laid upon his chest like an oversized kitten. And he may as well have been, considering how much he had to keep from nuzzling his face down into the flyer’s chest, face, and neck.
At Ray’s next comment, however, Nao’s face dropped slightly. “You want me to kiss her again?” he asked with noticeable less enthusiasm than what he’d been expressing moments before. The thought of having her tongue inside his mouth again did not sound appealing to him, despite all of the same tongue kissing he’d been doing with Ray over the past several minutes. Nao buried his head down into Raylaigh’s chest with a tiny mewl. “….I don’t want to,” he muttered into the fabric of Ray’s shirt.
It was far too much to hope that this could be anything more than friendship…as nice as that would be.
But those weren’t things that Nao was especially thinking about right now, for they required a amount of brain power which was impossible for the young, tipsy boy, so drunk on both drink and the heat of the moment. Responding with his first impulse was the most that he could manage. He didn’t know why, and found, he didn’t care either, because right now he was happy, and giddy, and swept up in a web of unfamiliar tickles and emotion, all of which was keeping Nao from wanting to do much more than continue to lay there and connect with this person he grown so attached to over the past few weeks.
He felt warm, an unfamiliar heat radiating outward from the points where their bodies connected. He was self-conscious, and yet pursuant to make this feeling last for as long as Ray would allow their closeness to linger. His eyes stared down at the older boy and Nao felt like his head was stuck in the fog of a dream. Whatever was going on, the young boy was basking in this unfamiliar, blissful feeling, having never guessed that it was something that existed. And the warmth that they shared, he found, was only getting warmer. Though now that he’d returned every kiss back to his friend, Nao was already yearning for another one, sad that he had no more excuses to continue pressing forward. Or at least…that’s what the implication seemed to be, until Ray spoke up.
“There’s more?” he asked with honest surprise in his voice. His already sluggish mind was processing this new information even slower, all the while leaving Nao wondering exactly what else there could possibly be for him to know, or rather, for Raylaigh to teach. Always the eager student, and at the moment especially eager for this kind of lesson, Naozumi widened his grin to reveal a bright set of pearly white teeth, his giggles suddenly swelling as he felt the same gleeful tremors erupt from the boy beneath him. Nao clung to the other boy, his tiny hands grasping the fabric of Ray’s shirt as he laid upon his chest like an oversized kitten. And he may as well have been, considering how much he had to keep from nuzzling his face down into the flyer’s chest, face, and neck.
At Ray’s next comment, however, Nao’s face dropped slightly. “You want me to kiss her again?” he asked with noticeable less enthusiasm than what he’d been expressing moments before. The thought of having her tongue inside his mouth again did not sound appealing to him, despite all of the same tongue kissing he’d been doing with Ray over the past several minutes. Nao buried his head down into Raylaigh’s chest with a tiny mewl. “….I don’t want to,” he muttered into the fabric of Ray’s shirt.