Black / White 11.8 Black / White Paper III 8.11
part:
08 Warnings: sap, lemon
Content: Tijo has become aware that he is a has very specific interest in Sasha and pursued it as well. But he has not put all the cards on the table ...
Title:
Black / White Paper III
part:
08 / 11
Author: Nanuk Dain
e-mail: nanukdain@gmx.net
Rating: MA
Warnings: sap, lemon
Claimer: Mine. Mine. Mine. And still mine ^ ^
Comment: Yes, I know, I once again have to wait long for me. Take me not too bad, right? Real life has caught up with me again ... Will go from September a year in Edinburgh, and the erfodert pretty much planning ... Incidentally, I have decided that there will be a fourth book of black and white. In three I get the story just "did not. Have to tell you too much ... ^ ^
Content: Tijo is located become aware that he has a very specific interest in Sasha. But he has not put all the cards on the table ...
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The feeling of the sun on my face was slowly waking me from my sleep and brought a satisfied smile on my lips, even if it just could not get them to open their eyes . When I was a little more aware of my environment, I realized that I was not alone in bed. My head was definitely not on a cushion, it felt more like a shoulder and under my arm and my hand I felt the warm skin. Even the length of the body, to whom I had cuddled me, was a clear indication to whom it dealt. Only now I was aware of the hand that caressed me gently through the hair.
I stopped breathing and I had to take short. In that moment did not occur to me what had happened that I had run into this situation. Last night was foggy in my memory. And actually, the morning was too good to open your eyes and destroy this pleasant feeling of peaceful co-existence. Nevertheless, I forced myself to do this when I realized that my thighs, I had some time out apparently in the night on the legs of my bed naked companions was. I was obviously no shorts.
I moved my hand in front of my face and rubbed my eyes before I slowly opened a crack. When I looked up I saw right in Sasha's green eyes, gazing at me uncertainly. The hand remained in my hair and fondling stopped almost as if he expected that I would jump up.
I felt very strongly in the morning on holiday recalls - with the exception that I am at the moment could not remember whether Sasha or I had started the whole thing and we woke up in reversed positions. It was more than obvious that we had not slept in the night together, and I suddenly remembered yesterday to clear our shower action.
I did not move, remained in my position, looking at him. I realized that this was one of the moments in life, which determined the future course of the future. I expected that I think fast in a moment like that, would consider all possibilities, but in my head was only just the comforting emptiness after waking up there. I remain firmly held views and Sasha started to move the fingers of the hand that lay on his chest, slowly. A light, almost hesitant caress his skin.
was in Sasha's eyes still this uncertainty that made him look almost fragile. He did not know what to believe it. He had written to his face that against him in hope Fear controversial. I would rather him see again laugh.
smiled softly I in him. "Good morning."
After a moment, put a relieved, happy smile on his face. The gentle caress of his hand, sat in my hair again. "Tomorrow."
I enjoyed his touch in my neck, Sasha's fingers moved little circles on my skin, while his other hand slowly put it on mine. I let my head fall back on his shoulder, closed his eyes and tried to memorize this for as accurately as possible. Who could tell you if or when that would happen again, and therefore it was necessary to preserve the memory. I let my hand caress his chest and was excited about the light goose bumps, which was then under my fingers.
The sun shone through the window to the bed, warming my back. I smiled softly. That moment was perfect, I never wanted to get up from this bed.
"What are you thinking?" Sascha I heard a low voice asked, moving his lips I could feel in my hair.
"The fact that I do not want to get up." I replied to his skin, his eyes still closed.
"Then let us just stay in bed." he said softly and I was able to smile hear in his voice. "If the other yet alone drive on."
"I think this is an excellent idea. We are simply here to stay." Also, I had to smile. What a pity that we could not do it. It would have made life much easier.
Sascha laughed softly. "I see, we understand."
"Certainly." I enjoyed the fact that my lips with every word I uttered, easily slipped over Sasha's skin. "But we have a problem."
"What's that?" I noticed how Sascha slightly flexed.
"If we do not stand up, we get no breakfast." I mumbled.
No sooner had I said it, laughed Sascha. The tension left his body and I thought I heard his laugh in relief. He had apparently expected a different answer.
"And the day without breakfast is only half a day, right?"
"You got it." I agreed with him, but made no move me move down from him. It was just too cozy. I never thought I would enjoy it once to lie in the arms of another man and let me stroke him. But at that moment it struck me as the most normal thing in the world.
***
It was shortly after halb zehn Uhr, als Sascha und ich den Frühstückssaal betraten. Nur ein kurzer Blick war nötig, um unsere Mitfahrer an einem langen, mit Sicherheit ziemlich alten Eichentisch zu finden. Sascha und ich waren nicht die einzigen, die es noch nicht zum Frühstück geschafft hatten. Von Aurélie und Yannik war nichts zu sehen und ich hatte den leisen Verdacht, dass sie sich mit genau dem beschäftigten, was Sascha und ich letzte Nacht auch getan hatten. Matratzensport.
“Guten Morgen.” grüßten wir in die Runde und wurden mit einem Gemisch aus munteren und verkaterten Worten zur Kenntnis genommen. Ich hatte erstaunlicherweise keinen Kater, obwohl ich mich erinnerte, recht viel getrunken zu haben. Vielleicht hatte I even burnt in the night again just in with an amused smile and glanced at Sasha. He replied and gave me a small smile before we searched for a place on the bench at the massive table. When I had sat down and looked around, I found Maras gaze on me. I was not sure whether I am the smile that was on their lips, might, for it seemed to know more than it should.
Mara returned my gaze with that particular smile. "Well, did you sleep well?"
I could not Deprivation me the impression of a certain ambiguity in the question, but I decided not to respond. "Sure, very good. And yourself? "
She shrugged her shoulders and threw Johnny a grumpy side view. "There are people who can really snore all night."
Although he seemed to have not been listening, Johnny turned to us and suddenly poked good-natured Mara in the side. "Do not complain. You knew what would happen. What can I do if you forget your ear plugs? "
I had to smile. The dialogue had one can to one of Marieh and myself. fell in the same moment to me that it probably on Monday follow me all day and if necessary to nail me would be to learn, what had happened at the weekend. I had the strong feeling that they would know that something had happened, even without that I had to say something.
Sasha sat down beside me and stifled a yawn.
"I'm getting too old for something." He mumbled and held his hand over his mouth.
"For what? Celebrate, drink, or little sleep? "Mara gave him the same look that had previously rested on me.
"Everything." Sascha replied unmoved apparently, but I knew him well enough to recognize in his left a nervous smile can touch. He behaved in international relations, as if nothing had happened between us. We had not said a word all morning about how we wanted to act before the others, but he seemed to have decided that they should know about. I welcome his decision, because I could not tell how I would react if he had treated me for all to see as his lover.
I Was that all? His lover? I felt very comfortable with Sascha, and I would immediately go to bed with him, but so far so we were together. I stared at the table and frowned.
"No matter what always brings up to three look so dark, it is too early in the morning for it. "Mara waved his hand between my eyes and the top up and down and rescued me because of my thoughts. "A Kingdom for your thoughts."
"Thanks, but I'd rather keep it for me." I answered her and forced a smile on my face. Now was not the time to think about such profound things. I had not even been drinking a coffee. As if on command, a young woman appeared at our table and greeted Sasha and me.
"What can I get you to drink?" She asked with a winning smile and looked at us expectantly.
"I Take a cappuccino. "Sascha said after a moment of reflection. The sun shone through the window and let his light shine formal curls. He looked damn good.
"I agree there." I replied with a minute delay.
"happy." She disappeared with energetic steps from the room.
"Let's go to the buffet."
"This is from half a day a whole?" Sasha asked me with a little smile that I had to reciprocate unwilkürlich.
"Exactly." We rose and I waited until we were out of earshot of the others before I added: "Otherwise we would be stood up for nothing."
He chuckled and drove me to the sound of a well shudders down the spine. His eyes caught mine, and I could read that he had now touched me the most. Instead, he smiled. "And that would have been so wasted."
"Certainly." I took a plate and then handed one to Sasha. "I know, even, that it was worth it to get up. And in addition to the breakfast, there are very few things I had this morning from the bed to drive. "
I knew that I told him to understand it was that I liked him and that I did not want to repress and forget. I had the vague feeling that it was important to let him know it. My reward was a small but honest smile, which was also reflected in his eyes.
"Good to know." He took a roll and handed me one too, but said nothing more. Silently we went to the various cold cuts along the buffet, we took something and then returned to the table. At our place were only two cups of steaming cappuccino, and Aurélie and Yannick had found their way to us. They seemed not much fitter than Sasha and me.
"Good morning, you two." Sascha greeted the newcomers, as he sat down and took a sip of his cappuccino.
"The two are not really responsive. The night was too exhausting. "Let us know Mara and I gulped slightly as I noticed that they threw Yannik and Aurélie same view with the ambiguous smile with which she and Sasha and I had thought. Now I was pretty sure they knew what we had done, or at least suspected. However, they seemed to have no problem with what was in her friendship with Joshua and Marco also obvious.
"May I ask what you gemacht you that you are so tired? "mingled with Johnny, and it was eideutig that he pulled the two Britons.
"You may indeed ask, cher Johnny will, severally but explain it to you nothin '." Aurélie gave him an amused glance. "You should be old enough to no explanation rods noetic."
"Not so, he is still totally innocent." Mara grinned broadly and took home for her comments one more jab in the side.
"Do not be disrespectful, little one. I'm still older and wiser than you, "she quipped Johnny still in its side while using the other hand his buns held. Mara, who was apparently ticklish, squeak suppressed and slide away from him.
"You may be older, but as you know God." Dared to provoke him further than they had fled from his reach.
I watched their little jibes amusing, while I ate my bread and grains gleefully drank my cappuccino. Mara seemed generally not to be influenced, Yannick and Aurélie, however, were relatively silent on yesterday's consumption of alcohol. But I was with the two not sure if that really was a cat, or rather of a significant lack of sleep.
"Children, children, be loving each other. "Sascha admonishing raised his hand and his half-suppressed smile. "At the table is not in dispute."
Mara laughed. "Yes, Johnny, do not be so mean to me."
Johnny gave her a pique glance, but could not completely hide his smile. "I'm never mean to you, sweetheart. You know that. "
" Sure. Never. "Mara slid on the bench again closer to her best friend and could be reconciled with a mouthful of his Nutella sandwiches. I could not help but to grin broadly, while I was another sandwiches. Aurélie swiped straight with a heartbreaking smile, one half of the freshly greased jelly roll by Yannick Teller, who did not complain even after one look at her face. She gave him a little kiss and then enjoyed their prey.
I looked at Sasha, who sat next to me and just took a sip of coffee. I felt comfortable in our group, and I wish I had now given him a spontaneous kiss. But many reasons stopped me from doing so. It was one thing, what we were doing behind closed doors, and quite another thing we did in public. Although we had driven our game to a much higher level, but I still was not sure what I was and what I really wanted.
Sascha noticed my gaze and looked over at me. On his lips was an almost inconspicuous smile, but I saw it. At that moment I felt put his thigh under the table over my head. I smiled back and enjoyed the slight tingling sensation that traveled down my back. The knowledge that the others at the table to see our activities in theory could not, but it was still possible to be discovered, increased the tingling just yet.
Sasha had turned his gaze back on his plate, on which he just made a cheese sandwich, but I could see the little smile, that to played his lips. I was under the impression that he also enjoyed the tension as I do.
***
The dusk fell already slightly over the city, as we turned onto Sasha's street. I drove onto the sidewalk and parked just beside the Seitentörchen the courtyard. A few moments after I had turned off the engine, got Sasha from the back seat. He pulled his helmet off and gave me an uncertain smile. "Are you coming with more pure? I still have to take my things out of your backpack. "
The opportunity I was determined not escape me. So I nodded, after I was also relieved of my helmet. "Of course."
I got off the machine and followed Sascha to the side door through the garden in the courtyard to his small house. Throughout the journey, I wondered if I now had the right and permission to touch him. We had spent the whole day in this strange, indefinable feeling of insecurity and tension, without having had the opportunity to talk undisturbed, so now I did not know what I was. On the one hand, I had indeed had the feeling that Sasha was looking for my close and enjoyed, on the other hand, he had behaved as if nothing had happened.
Sascha unlocked the door and I followed him into the house. As I turned and watched him here as he pulled the door shut, I was overcome with the sudden, overwhelming urge to touch it want to. Even before he had the opportunity to turn around, I stepped behind him and put my hands to his sides. I heard him sharp, the air inhaled and felt him stiffen, before I pulled him to me and rub my hands over the leather of his Motoradkombi was, as he had done to me countless times. I bowed my head, closed my eyes and buried my nose in his hair. Before I had thought about my words, I said, "You smell so good."
My voice was quiet and somewhat rough. Sascha relaxing in my embrace, leaning slightly against me. I could not resist my rights to be slowly sliding over his chest, until I got hold of the zipper of his combination, and it slowly but steadily herunterzog. With the other hand, I stroked his hair off the neck and put my lips on the sensitive spot under his ear. Perhaps I let my tongue caress his skin, then I blew gently over it and enjoyed the thrill, I walk through Sasha's body felt. He let his breath escape with a trembling and I heard the keychain, and the backpack fell to the ground.
"God, Tijo!" His voice had again assumed that deep sound that I could now be interpreted as excitement. He had his head tilted to one side, to allow me more access to his neck. His whole body snuggled against mine and his hands wandered to the back and lay down on my thigh to me even closer to attract. My blood went slowly, but surely my head in order to collect in lower latitudes. I had it done now, to open the zipper of his leather jacket and pulled her to him by the shoulders. With a thud it was hard for next to us on the floor.
My hands painted provocative slowly on Sasha's chest, while I bit him lightly in the shoulder. The fabric of his T-shirt I was still in the way, so I grabbed it and pulled it unceremoniously let him over the head to my fingers caressing his bare skin to finally be able to. I did not think that I, in the few hours that had passed since the morning, such an urge to touch it do could build. He made me mad. I let my fingers
bit of skin on each stroke, that I could achieve. It was not enough, and Sasha's Accelerated breaths always spurred me to continue. My hands wandered lower, while I let my fingernails with exactly the right pressure on his chest and belly scratch, to wring a gasp he can. Determined to put my right hand on the buckle of his leather pants. I could feel it through the thick material, slowly began to massage him and the desired response elicited from me a satisfied grin. Sascha had his head covered with a suppressed groan in the neck, until he came to rest on my shoulder, his ass moving unconsciously provocative against my pride and joy and his fingers clawed into the leather of my pants. I loved his passionate response to me, I noted with relish.
"Take off your jacket." Whispered Sascha me in his deep voice in his ear, his breath on my neck gave me goose bumps. "I do not feel your skin, your leather jacket."
I was hot. His words drove me a shiver down the spine and without hesitation I let him go, but only as long as was necessary for me to get rid of my jacket and on the same train of my T-shirts. Sasha stood before me and did not make this kind institutions to turn around. Instead, he ran his hands over the provocative part of my thigh and hip slide, was attainable. It was enough to trigger a rush of adrenaline in me and I drive the blood from the brain.
Once I had jacket and T-shirt on the floor to drop, I put my hands back on his skin and pulled him to me. The feeling of his bare back on my chest caused an intense tingling sensation on my skin that spread over my entire body and let me be hard. Sascha put his head back and turned to face me, pulled my head with one hand to him and challenged me to a slow, indulgent kiss. I followed his leadership all too happy to let my fingers while stroking his skin, enjoying the feeling of his on my twill.
ran over his provocative light touch I Nipples and caused a noticeable shudder that ran through him. I smiled in the kiss. Then I had the frightening loud ringing of my cell phone and wince involuntarily I put distance between us. Sasha was also joined together, and we threw a puzzled look until I had enough focus to pull my phone out of my pocket. I knew if the Mario should be, I would really kill him if I saw him the next time.
A quick look at the display showed me, however, that it was Jamilio, who called me. I hesitated a moment before I answered it. "Yes?" My voice sounded rougher than I had expected.
"Are you all not good? You sound like you're running. "
I swallowed once briefly before answering. "All right. Why are you calling? "
" I wanted to ask you if you want to go with us tomorrow evening barbecue. The weather should be great and the use we want. "
Sascha I threw a look. "Crickets. Sure. "
" Are you really good? "Jamilio asked with that voice that told me that he did not believe me.
"Yes yes, I'm fine." I paused. "When shall we meet?"
"Mario has proposed, begin at seven clock. Until about half ten, it's still light, that should be enough for grilling. "
I just wanted to say something, and Sacha began ringing cell phone. He gave me a puzzled look, bent down, briefly rummaged in his jacket pocket and then decreased. "Yes?"
"What was that? Where are you? "Asked Jamilio, and I knew him well enough to know that he just had this skeptical wrinkle on the forehead.
"I'm with Sasha." With one ear I heeded Sasha's phone call and held his gaze.
"How appropriate. Mario also wanted to call back. "I heard say Jamilio and had to laugh.
"He is doing well right now."
"Ah. Then, the Sasha's cell phone was given. "Jamilio paused for a moment, and I felt he just was thinking hard. "And why were you so out of breath just now?" Sometimes I hated
Jamilio that he knew me so well, just to ask the questions that I wanted to answer or could not. And I was sure that he thought his part and then tried to get me to confirm his suspicions. I did not know what to say to him.
Sascha pointed his thumb up and gave me to understand that he would come tomorrow. I decided not to respond to my question and instead Jamilios be limited to organizational matters. "Sasha has just said that he comes along. Where shall we meet then? "
The short break told me that Jamilio knew full well that I avoided him. For a moment I was not sure if he would let it go through me, but then he replied to my question. "In the city park. Where we also have grilled last summer. "
" At the clearing? "
" Exactly. Since there is a grill lawn. Mario brings the grill, otherwise everyone will take what he wants to eat. "Jamilio seemed to have decided that my time being my Let rest. But I knew that this would only be a short break. He had not given up, he gave me some time until he would ask me again.
is "good. I'll see you tomorrow night. "
" tomorrow. "Jamilio hung up and for a moment I looked at my phone before I shuts. That would still be unpleasant.
"Ok. See you. "I heard Sasha and looked at him. He also just finished his conversation. I could not help noticing how good he looked. The simple, really well-built upper body, the tight leather pants and hair that fell to him openly about his shoulders. Only the sight was enough to make me think about where we were just been interrupted. I was just able to suppress the urge to lick me on the lips.
"Was that Mario?" I asked, to distract me from my thoughts. I felt almost horny.
Sascha turned to me and nodded. "He asked me if I would come tomorrow with a barbecue. And you? "
" Jamilio. Same question. "
" Well, then we will go well tomorrow evening barbecue. "He noted with a small shrug. He seemed not to be aware of what effect it was just me. He turned away, lifted his backpack and your key ring, which he had earlier in the heat of the moment to drop it, and put both on the counter in his kitchen. Then he picked up the leather jacket and a T-shirt and both hung over the back of a chair. I followed his every movement with his eyes and enjoyed the play of muscles that have been emerging slightly below the skin. It was easy to just bite, I realized in my mind and was glad he did not have the T-shirt tightened. With efficient movements took
Sascha his stuff from the backpack and placed it on the counter. I was under the impression that he did not know exactly how he should behave and therefore prefer to use the backpack when I worked with. Without the interruption by the calls we would certainly landed in the bed, and that was the two of us aware. We had not even talked about how it should go further, but that it was not just a one-night stand, we were both aware of the latest since the closing of the door. One thing was certain: The attraction between us could not ignore us.
I realized that we both should get better again until a clear head before we did anything or said, what we regret afterwards. Even if it cost me to overcome, I decided it was time to go. I bent down to my T-shirt and my jacket and pulled on both. A look at Sasha's tense Back led me to step behind him, put my arms around his middle and kiss him gently on the bare shoulder.
"I am glad to see you tomorrow." I said softly and said it that way. I just pulled him to me and my own insecurity put a little when I felt that he was leaning against me. I was not even been sure if it was my touch was welcome, but the short stroking his fingers over my hand back calmed my doubts.
"See you then at seven in the park." He said just as softly. I kissed him again briefly on the shoulder, then I let go of him, took the bag from the counter and went to the door. When I drew upon it behind me, I took a quick look at Sasha and saw that he had not moved. I did not know what to make of it.
*** tbc
