SM chapter 21 - happy birthday

After a few, soft, chaste kisses, they got ready for bed, seeming as it was nearing 10 o’clock and Fenner was exhausted from barely any sleep and a busy day.

They climbed in to bed; Fenner taking the side by the wall as usual; Albion cuddled up to him. Fenner preferred being the big spoon despite his slightly taller stature, so Albion was always the little spoon. He snuggled back in to Fenner’s embrace, a little smile tugging at his mouth, feeling very happy and comfortable.

Fenner, on the other hand, was trying extra hard to not think about his boyfriend sleeping in his arms. While it was adorable, the nape of Albion’s neck was exposed, and all that was going through his mind was fuckin hell I want to kiss his neck. He had wanted a proper make out session earlier, but Albion had suggested they go to bed as Fenner was tired. Now, Fenner had to frequently mentally slap himself, reminding him he was asleep.

One little kiss wouldn’t be terrible, would it?

Fenner left a soft and sweet kiss at the nape of his neck. Pulling back, he rolled his eyes at himself and his thoughts going wild.

“Um, Fenner?” Albion’s voice piped up. Fenner shook himself from his thoughts. “Uh, yeah?” Albion’s ears turned pink. “We can kiss, if you want to?” Fenner cringed at himself. “Sorry, I should’ve asked…” Albion giggled lightly, turning to him. “That’s ok.” Fenner tore his eyes away from his boyfriend lying comfortably in his arms, his shirt slipping to expose part of his chest.

Fuckin get it together, Fen, he chided himself, as his thoughts spun lower into the gutter. Christ I know I’m a hormonal teenager but can I please just not right now?! Albion’s voice once again cut through his mind.

“Fen…your…um…down there.” Fenner glanced down to his trousers, cursing inwardly. He scooted away from his boyfriend, blushing profusely. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to- I was just looking at you and-“

“Hey it’s fine, I get boners thinking about you too.” Fenner covered his face with his hands. “Please don’t put it like that, Jesus Christ.” Albion giggled, removing Fenner’s hands from his face. “Sorry. You don’t have to be embarrassed though, it’s perfectly natural.” He rolled his eyes, lying back down, facing the wall this time.

“Oh come on ya big baby, are you really that embarrassed?” He nodded, staring at the wall. Albion grinned, leaning forward to run little kisses over his boyfriend’s neck. Fenner gasped in surprise, turning to look at Albion. “You’re not helping me here!!!”

“Oh,” he said with a smirk. “Am I making it worse? I had no clue.” Fenner rolled his eyes again, then pulled Albion down next to him for a kiss. “Shut up Albie, you’re so fuckin obnoxious.” Albion grinned against his lips. “I know.” He wrapped his arms around Fenner’s waist, hands roaming around his back. “I thought we were going to bed?” Fenner asked against his lips. “Hmm, we will…” Albion grinned, kissing him again.

Fenner tangled his fingers in Albion’s hair, his tongue intruding inside the latter’s mouth. Albion made a little surprised sound, before pulling him closer, grinding their hips together. Fenner gasped a little, feeling Albion’s erection on his, even through the fabric of their clothing.

Albion explored Fenner’s mouth with his tongue, tugging on his bottom lip with his teeth a little, teasing him. Fenner gasped as Albion’s hands worked their way inside his shirt. “Can I?” He asked cautiously. Fenner nodded, pecking him lightly on the lips. Albion moved to position himself over his boyfriend, pulling his shirt up. He leaned down, planting small kisses along his abdomen and chest. When he reached the nipple, he looked up for confirmation again.

Fenner held his boyfriend’s hair, nodding lightly. Albion tentatively flicked his tongue against Fenner’s nipple, eliciting a light gasp from the latter. When he felt his boyfriend’s erection twitch against his, he grinned, continuing. He licked around the nipple, then sucked it into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth. He reached out his other hand to twist the other nipple, as Fenner placed his other hand over his mouth to somewhat stifle his moans.

Fenner tugged on his hair, pulling him up to kiss him. “Excuse me, but I’m extremely hard right now, so I suggest you stop that.” Albion chuckled, kissing his neck. “Maybe I don’t want to.” Fenner glared at him. “Maybe I want to kiss your neck too. I’ll have you know you have a very attractive neck.” His face was tinged a light pink to match Albion’s.

“Is that so? Why thank you, I guess I shouldn’t deny you the honour of access to it then.”

Fenner pushed up against him, so that he was sitting in his lap. “Is it your hobby to make fun of me?” Albion giggled brightly, placing more kisses along Fenner’s neck, then stripping his shirt off when it got in his way.

“Absolutely,” they were pressed up against the wall, when Fenner tugged at Albion’s shirt, capturing his lips as he pulled off his shirt, only letting go to get it over his head. With his neck fully exposed now, Fenner moved from his lips to his jaw, leaving little kisses down until he reached his collarbone.

Albion grabbed Fenner’s hips, pulling them against him. “Can I?” Fenner gave him a hard stare. “Can you what?” Albion blushed, not wanting to actually say it. Despite his forwardness when it came to Fenner, he was an awkward and quite shy boy usually. “Can I touch us together?” Fenner turned a slightly deeper shade of pink, his hands still tangled in Albion’s hair. “Go for it.”

Albion nodded gratefully, before pulling down the waistband on his boyfriend’s sweatpants and underwear, exposing his hard cock. He blushed again, before pulling out his own and placing it against Fenner’s.

Fenner’s grip in his hair tightened slightly in anticipation, as Albion began to move his hand up and down the length of their erections. Albion bit back a moan, Fenner, however, let out a quiet “ahh,” making Albion smile that he was able to elicit these sounds from his boyfriend.

He picked up his pace, rubbing faster, gripping slightly harder, smoothing his thumb over the tip of Fenner’s dick. His boyfriend gasped out a “mm…cumming…” as Albion moaned “me too…” The two came against each other’s abdomen, Fenner arching his back in to Albion’s arms, gripping his hair tightly as he tried and failed to hold back his moans.

They fell down on to the mattress, Albion holding tightly on to Fenner. “Happy birthday, babe,” Albion breathed out. “Thanks,” he said, laughing as he snuggled his face in to the crook of Albion’s neck. Shortly after, Fenner passed out from exhaustion, and Albion got up to clean them both. He covered his face with his hands, the embarrassment hitting him like a truck. He always managed to get so forward when it came to Fenner. He smiled to himself, contented: they’d both enjoyed it.