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TheCountess x Isis #2
Nathaniel listened to Karson's words as they spilled out of his mouth. He tried to catch each one of them, tried to make sense of everything, catalogue it and give the appropriate reply but with each lift of his heart was a drop of his stomach. Karson was being positive one second and then negative the next, like a roller coaster, up and down and Nathaniel was unsure of when the dips and the lifts were.He closed his eyes, trying to think up the most appropriate reply but instead he just started shaking his head. "Stop it...stop it...stop it!" he cried out taking a step forward and grasping Karson's face. H lifted it so that the man was looking at him. "Stop this silent torture. Stop saying that you think you could fall in love with me and then that you don't believe in happy endings. Stop saying that you regret what we did and then that you think I'm cute!" He shook his head and then the tears spilled out of his eyes. "You pick a side. Pick a damned side right now. Decide what you want and stop waiting for this to collapse. Karson..." he side. "tell me now what you want."
Karson was surprised as his face was snatched into Nathaniel's hands. He didn't want to make a decision. When he made a decision it would make an already terrible situation that much worse, no matter what he chose. He could fall madly in love only to have his heart ripped out, or he could skip that and never know, always hurting for now reason. He took a deep breath, fidgeted. He knew the obvious answer. He knew what he wanted, but he was scared. It would have been easier if Nathaniel was holding a fun to him rather than holding his face."I want you," he finally whispered. "Not sexually. Well, yes, but that's not what I mean. I mean I want to know you and have you. I don't want to want that, but I do." He took in a shaky breath. He had a sinking feeling that he was making a mistake, but he didn't know exactly why.
On hearing Karson's words, Nathaniel took in a deep breath and his stomach flipped. His immediate reaction was to smile and then pull Karson into a big bear hug. "Then you have me." he whispered into Karson's ear, sniffing softly. "You hae me and it's not going to be that easy to get rid of me. I'm never going to make the mistake of walking away, do you hear me?" he asked and started kissing Karson's neck and face like a crazy person, each kiss short and soft and not really focusing on what he was doing. He pulled Karson back into a hug and let his tears fall from his eyes.
Karson frowned lightly, not really understanding the tears. He wiped at then with his thumb after pulling from the hug. "Don't cry," he said softly, "It's ..." He was going to say that it wasn't that big a deal, but that was a lie. This kind of was a big deal. So, instead he pulled Nathaniel back into a hug. "Ok," he said softly, planting a soft kiss on the side of his neck. "You can cry if you need to. I'll be your shoulder for as long as you want me. That's a promise. But, if you ever walk out on me again, you're going to really regret it. I'm a violent man Nathaniel." It wasn't a serious threat. If Nathaniel walked away again he would probably just bawl like a baby."Come lay with me again, please? I was enjoying it." He gently tugged on Nathaniel's arm for him to come along, then he remembered all the glass littering the floor. He frowned again, though his entire inside was smiling. "We probably have to clean up the mess. I don't want you cutting yourself again."
Nathaniel smiled wide when Karson wiped his tears away. "I'm not even sure why I'm crying. They were just pouring out." he said shrugging his shoulders and hugging Karson right back. "If I ever try to leave again, remind me what happened the last time. Glass in hand, I think I'll remember." he said with a soft giggle. "But you can be as rough with me as you want to." he winked at Karson and nodded at Karson's request to go back and lay with him. When they were passing the stairs and he saw the glassy mess, he sighed. "Yeah. You're right." he looked at Karson and then laughed softly. "I completely ignored the fact that you were naked this entire time. Don't you think you should at least get gloves, so that you don't hurt yourself as we clean up consequently making me faint...?" he asked with a smirk.
Karson looked down at himself and blushed a very dark shade of red. "Oh," he mumbled, "I forgot I was naked too. That's kind of awkward. We had that whole emotional conversation with my flaccid dick just staring at you the whole time... Anyway, I'll be right back." He ran off back to the room he was staying in. Once there, he dressed himself completely. When he came back he was still blushing. "Alright. Um, do you have a broom and a vacuum. I think that would be the easiest route at this point. You made a real mess." He picked up the largest pieces, very careful not to cut himself. His hands were so callused that it would have been difficult to cut them anyway.
Nathaniel frowned at Karson. "I didn't deliberately fall down you know!" he protested as he went to get the broom, a collecting tray and the vacuum. He returned with them, popping a kiss in Karson's red face and smiling devilishly. "don't worry about it though, your flaccid dick was is just as fabulous as when it's hard." Nathaniel chuckled lightly and grinned at Karson. He held out the collecting tray to him. "Put the ones you've picked up here." he said gently. "I'll help." he said and began to sweep the little pieces of glass together.
Karson rolled his eyes. "Oh yes. Flaccid penises are the most attractive things in the world. I'm sure you were just dying to have it for yourself." He shook his head as he put the pieces into the dust pan. "No one likes a flaccid dick, and you know it. Hard dick on the other hand." He laughed and winked. When all the big pieces were clean up he got the vacuum in to pick up the tiny shards. He didn't want to be stepping on any while he was staying there.
Nathaniel nodded affirmatively . "I was dying to have it," he explained with a playful grin. "Why do you think I was campaigning so hard for myself? Because of the eggs?" he raised his eyebrow. "No! I was just thinking, man doesn't that sausage look delicious like that." he laughed quietly and left to go and throw away the broken glass.
"It's hardly a sausage in that form, dear," Karson informed him, "And I happen to know that you really were doing it for the eggs. You had no idea what eating was until I showed up. You're welcome." He grinned to himself. He hoped it would be like this for the rest of the time he was there. It was so nice just to be able to joke with the man, to laugh and smile with him. He loved the idea of long days just laughing and kissing Nathaniel.
Nathaniel walked back over to Karson. "Of course I was doing it for the eggs." He shuffled Karson's hair gently like a dog. "And you're a good boy for agreeing to make them for me again." he said then kissed his lips softly. He pulled away and smiled at the man. He traced his eyes over Karson's face, looking at every single thing he could, memorizing his expression just after the kiss. He was going to store it up with the others. "If I'm not wrong, I was promised a lie down session?" he said with a grin.
"I think it was I who was promised, but we can pretend it's all for you if you want," he smiled happily. His whole face was bright, full of the joy he was feeling over the whole situation. The good humor in the room. The kiss. It was like a dream come true. He had a feeling however, that it would get better once he was snuggled into those big arms. So, he took Nathaniel's hand and pulled Nathaniel toward his room, but he paused right outside the door. "Wait, do you want to stay in here or go onto the couch or something? If we lay all the way down I'm likely to fall asleep. You're welcome to stay, if that happens, because it is your house."
"Details, details..." Nathaniel mumbled in response to Karson's first comment. He liked that everything was back together. There was a better atmosphere in the room and Karson's whole face was bright and joyful. It made Nathaniel think his stupidity had almost made him miss that whole moment. He smiled at Karson when he asked the question. "I'm going to give the most infuriating, most romantic answer I can give." He grinned at the man. "As long as you're your in my arms, I don't care where we are and I'm not going to leave, not again." he winked at Karson and smiled. "In short, you pick where we go and blush because I sounded damn near sexy right there."
Karson pulled Nathaniel into his arms. "You did sound damn sexy, that's for sure. Where was this Nathaniel before? You're so bright and jokey and just, well, outgoingly sexy. Is that a thing? I don't know, but it's you all the way around." He pressed a long, slow kiss to the man's lips. When he pulled back he smiled and lead him into the room. He climbed onto the bed and got comfortable under the blankets. He patted the spot next to him. "Over here handsome. This bed was made for two and I'm only one. That's a problem and I think you know just how to solve it."
Nathaniel smiled at Karson and fell into the kiss pretty easily, moulding his lips against Karson. He walked back with the man to his room and crept inside the bed. "You don't have to seduce me into bed with you again like last time." he winked at him and put his arms around Karson and scooted closer to him, snuggling them together. This was all he had wanted, all he had almost thrown this away. He didn't want to think about that now. "So, you think I'm handsome do you?" he asked. "And bright, and jokey and sexy...hmmm...I wonder how long that list can go..." he asked thoughtfully. "Because I think you're sexy and warm, and hot, handsome, kind, and thoughtful..." He kissed Karson's lips gently and looked into his eyes. "And I like having you around."
Karson smiled and snuggled himself close to Karson. "Is that why you broke into my room while I was playing with myself?" he asked, smirking. "Who am I kidding? It all goes back to those omelettes and I know it." He took Nathaniel's hand in his own, kissing it lightly. "I only wish those things you were saying were true. Because, if they were you would be kissing me right now." He whistled and looked around innocently. "If only, if only. My lips are feeling pretty lonely and I could really use an ego boost."
Nathaniel grinned at Karson. "Nope, no need to kiss you," he chuckled lightly and then bent to Karson's neck. "At least not your lips." He trailed small kisses up Karson's neck, gently teasing his lips over the man's skin, thinking closely about watching Karson playing with himself, the image glorious and beautiful, that had made Karson red and embarrassed at being seen. The thought of his face made Nathaniel bite down on Karson's skin a little to hard but he knew Karson could take it. He licked the bite mark gently then raised his head. "You see?" he said smirking.
Karson let out a loud moan as he felt Nathaniel's teeth sinking into him. He shivered and nodded his head. "I see. Point taken. You do not need to kiss my lips ever again if you do that some more." He bit his lower lip and bared his neck to the man, giving him the opportunity to get at any part he wanted. He liked the rough stuff, as he had mentioned earlier. He didn't know if it was because he was used to having it rough, or because his skin was so dulled that a hard bite felt good. In any case, he wanted more. He wanted lots more.
Nathaniel was in the mood to deny every little request Karson was posing at him. He laughed and instead of giving into Karson's outstretched neck, he raised his head enough to get to Karson's lips and kissed him softly until he released his lower lip from his bite and took it up in between his teeth. He sucked on it desperately, then released it again, teasing his teeth gently over the plump flesh and then letting it bounce out. After he was done, he grinned and then fell onto his back grinning widely as if nothing had happened.
Karson moaned again, this one long and low. "Why are you so mean?" His lower lip pouted out and he turned over. He moved closer to Nathaniel, pressing the growing bulge in his pants against Nathaniel's upper thigh. "Don't you know what you're doing to me?" He sighed. "I was just trying to come in here and have a nice little snuggle with you and here you are destroying everything. It's like you want me to be in an eternal state of distress. And to think I made you an omelette..."
Nathaniel grinned softly. "Mm..." he murmured as he felt Karson's eager bulge. "It's because you made me an omelet that I do this to you. Didn't you know?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. He bit his lip and stared at Karson as his own bulge began to press against his trousers. "I'll have you know that I came here for a nice little snuggle too when I realised just how sexy and delectable you are." he said gently moving close to Karson as well. He breathed in the man's scent, fresh from a shower. "I could lie with you like this for a very long time and never get tired of your scent." He took in a long sniff. "Ahhh..." he shivered gently and bit his lip. "Gosh, you're amazing and I'm barely even touching you."
Karson fingers started to travel slowly up Nathaniel's body. "Well, since you've already ruined everything, I guess we may as well just go with it." He kissed Nathaniel's chest lightly before running his tongue out slowly along the nipple. He sucked it gently then wiggled downward, kissing along his side as he did so. "If I'm so sexy and delectable you won't mind me taking a peak in here." He lifted the waist of Nathaniel trousers and peaked inside. He was pleased to find that he had his own growing bulge at this point. "And what have we here?" He slipped his fingers in.
Karson laughed lightly and nodded his head. "Alright, I'll be as creative as I can. Anything you're in the mood for?" He opened the pantry and started to do some rifling around. He was careful to put everything back in it's proper place, however. "Hmmm, we've got pasta if you want something like that. You've got quite a few mixes for cakes or cookies. Though your cake would be nothing compared to my homemade cake. I'll make it for you some time. Um, you've got a lot of snack food here. There's some soup. Anything sounding good?" He moved aside so that Nathaniel could look as well.
"Don't judge my snacks. I'm lazy." he said with a playful smirk. He put himself onto a chair and looked at Karson shrugging. "We can make whatever you want to eat. I eat almost everything," he informed the man with a wide grin. "And I can't wait to add your homemade cake to my list." The offer was sending his heart into overdrive. He was sure Karson had no idea how those words had affected him. It had created a future for them, something to look forward to and Nathaniel was determined to hold on to it.
Karson laughed. "Alright, pasta it is then. You're going to have to help me find the pots." He pulled out a box of noddles and some red pasta sauce. He set them on the counter near the stove then walked over to Nathaniel. He kissed him deeply on the mouth then pulled him back out of the chair. He turned him around and put his hands on the man's hips from behind. "Lead the way!" He knew he was grinning like an idiot, and acting like one, but it didn't matter. He was jut so happy in that moment that nothing matter but having Nathaniel so in reach and kissable.
||I didn't see this...sigh||Nathaniel smiled at Karson as he watched him move around. When the man came to kiss him, he thought that that was the only thing he wanted to do and so he kissed him back deeply until he was being pulled out of his chair. Hands on his hips, he bit his lip and did as was instructed. He went to a cupboard by the sink and removed two pots. He placed them on the table then shifted around and kissed Karson right back and pulled away to grin. "Is that all, my lord?" he asked in a sarcastic British accent.
((Silly silly silly girl.))"Actually, I think you better dance for me. Make it sexy," Karson chuckled and winked at him before pulling completely away and going over toward the stove. He filled one pot with water and set it on the stove to boil. He poured the sauce into the other pot. "Where do you keep your spices?" he asked, "This sauce is sub par already."
||Hmph... *watery eyes*||Nathaniel rolled his eyes. "Sub par, he says, just as he pours it into the pit." he walked over to another cupboard and pulled out a spice rack that he rarely used and was lucky to have remembered. "If you want me to do a sexy dance, I better be getting more than ten dollar bills along the hem of my undies, you got that?" he said with narrowed eyes directed at Karson.
((Awwwww don't cry!))Karson pouted, "I don't have my big bills on me. Will you accept another form of payment? I've been told I have a pretty nice ass and I'm a pretty good cook." His pout melted away and he grinned at Nathaniel, unable to help it. He didn't want to be smiling, but there was nothing he could do to stop it with Nathaniel around. He shook his head and started to add spices into the sauce. He tasted it after a moment and nodded his head in approval. He then added the noodles to the boiling water.
||*sniff...sniff* too late||Nathaniel chuckled. "Now who told you those crazy things?" he asked with a raised eyebrow his eyes drifting to Karson's ass as he stirred his sauce. "Mmm...actually the ass thing wasn't crazy. It was downright genius," he tilted his head and grinned. "As for the cooking, one meal, we'll see if this one is as good." he chuckled and got out some bowls for them before Karson asked with forks and glasses for either water, soda or juice. He felt very domestic at that moment and he felt like one day he could be the one cooking for Karson. This time instead of running away, he let himself dream.
((Nooooo! *attacks you with a hug*))"Almost finished," Karson told him, a permanent grin on his face. He had always love to cook and now he finally had someone to do it for. It was wonderful and he knew it was something he could do happily for the rest of his life. It was the exact opposite of his job, and he liked that. He also liked to just see Nathaniel's smiling face, and listen to his teasing words.
When the food was finished he put some into each of their bowls. "How much sauce do you like?" Karson asked, not putting it on until he got his answer. He loaded his own noodles with a good amount of sauce then waited. "And I would love any kind of juice that you've got around here. A midnight snack with juice sounds like a grand idea to me."
||*Looks up and grins. Whispers in ear* Just kidding...hehe! I got you to hug me!||Nathaniel smiled at Karson. “Just enough to make sure they all get soaked in it.” he said in answer to the sauce question. “Oh, everything smells so good, my stomach is rumbling.” He said rubbing it to show him. He pulled out a carton of juice from the fridge, tropical mix and poured Karson some into a tall glass and the same for him as well. He kissed the man on the cheek gently. “I can’t wait.” He said and sat down. He rubbed his hands together, licked his lips and waited for Karson to finish serving him. “Did I mention I was hungry?” he said trying to explain his behaviour lest he come off as weird.
((You're evil!!))Karson laughed and passed the sauced noodles over to Nathaniel. "Well, then you probably better eat. I wouldn't want you to sit there and stare." He took a long gulp of his juice then went over and sat next to Nathaniel. He planted a slow kiss on the side of the man's neck then sat down next to him. He shoveled pasta into his mouth then moaned quite loudly. "Oh my goodness," he said, "Yes. That's some good pasta right there. You're a smart man for suggesting a snack." He chuckled and shoveled in more pasta.
||I try.||Nathaniel moaned lightly when Karson planted a long kiss onto his neck, his stomach jumping at the comfort it provided him. He bit his lip as he twirled some pasta onto his fork, then he raised it to his mouth. He lapped up everything on his fork, letting it sink in. He grinned at Karson as he chewed. "It's great." he said. He took another bite and chewed that one as well. "Oh...it's great." He started to eat a little too fast. He drunk on his juice hungrily when he almost chocked. "Great, you're trying to kill me in more ways than one." he said shaking his head and laughing gently.
Karson patted him on the back lightly, chuckling. "It might help if you chew your food, just saying. It tastes even better when you chew." He grinned at Nathaniel before elbowing him lightly in the ribs. It still amazed him how easily they were getting along, how attracted they were and yet at the same time totally able to joke around and have fun. "If you chew like a good boy, and don't die, maybe I'll even give you a few kisses. Think about that." He gave him a wink before he dug back into his pasta.
Nathaniel started chewing dramatically slowly and swallowed. He opened his mouth to show Karson. "Like that perhaps?" he asked grinning cheekishly. He wanted a few kisses but he also wanted more than just that. He wanted Karson's attention, his company and their little taste of happiness. It made him so glad the way they seemed to mesh together even when they were just talking. He wanted a lot more for them even though he knew Karson would have to leave someday whether it was because of his job or Nathaniel's secret.
Karson chuckled and nodded his head. "Mhm, just like that. I'm proud of you. And, as your reward..." He leaned in and planted a slow kiss to Nathaniel's lips, then another, and another. He had really only meant to go in for the one, but once he started it was very hard to stop. It was no wonder that they had been unable to snuggle as of yet. "Mmmmm," he breathed when he pulled back, "You taste amazing, and it's not the pasta, just you." He nuzzled Nathaniel's nose with his own, smiling wide. "Now, if you eat the rest of that I might give you a few more kisses." He turned back to his own food.
Nathaniel's heart bumped against his chest when he felt Karson's lips on his, the kiss slow and delicious. He was surprised by being given another and then another but they made him happy. It told him Karson was having a hard time controlling himself and so apparently was Nathaniel. He was sliding his hand around the man's waist when Karson pulled away and was talking to him in a breathy voice. "Well..." he replied with a raised eyebrow. He grinned at him and kissed the man on his cheek then whispered into his ear. "I think I'll hold you to that." he whispered gently, then he returned his attention to his food smiling happily.
Karson chuckled, though even that was breathy and hoarse. "Only if you physically hold me," he said, biting at his lower lip. He turned back to his food and swirled some more pasta onto his fork before putting them into his mouth. He was still hungry, despite the teasing and the kissing. He hadn't had much to eat all day and Nathaniel had really given his body a serious work out, a work out that he would not mind having on a regular basis. It was much better than his usual routine, in his opinion. "So, tell me about teaching," he mused, the thought suddenly striking then coming out of his mouth.
When he heard Karson's question, Nathaniel let out a soft hiccup. He covered his mouth and looked away embarrassed. "Um...it's actually quite boring. I thought it would be uplifting since I've always liked to read and literature wakes up the mind but it seems my students are either dense, too argumentative or completely uninterested in what happens in class. I get frustrated and the moment I step into class, I just want to leave." He sighed and shook his head. He flashed a small smile in Karson's direction. "I was thinking of switching to high school or a proper university course," he added even though he knew he couldn't. After all he had another job.
Karson listened intently, nodding. "I'm sorry that your students don't take the class seriously. I was never very good in school but I knew how to pay attention and get involved when I could. I'm not an avid reader, because I don't have a lot of time, but I've always enjoyed it. I think it would be good for them if they actually wised up and paid some attention." He finished off his food and brought the bowl to the sink. "So, other than reading or literature, what do you like to do? What are your passions, Nathaniel?"
Nathaniel smiled. Karson’s concern for his class warmed him and it made him happy. He stood up after the man and walked to the sink with his empty bowl. He grinned. “I don’t really have other passions. I’m not an outside man and I spend most of my time indoors. I like indoor things like music, playing cards, watching telly. My friends and I enjoy each other’s company from time to time. What I should really be asking you is what your passions are besides your eternal mission to save the world.” He slipped a hand around Karson’s waist and pulled him close. He kissed the man’s neck gently, chuckled then pulled away to listen.
Karson groaned softly, "You're not allowed to do that. You can't just ask me a question, kiss me like that, then expect me to answer." He moved himself back as close as he could to Nathaniel. "I don't really have other passions either, expect maybe you. I think you could definitely turn into my favorite passion and past time. You're just amazing." He nuzzled the man's chin then chuckled. "I like to work out, play sports when I have friends willing, and I do like to read when I have time. But mostly, I sleep and work and eat, oh, and cook."
Nathaniel grinned at Karson’s first statement. He found it absolutely adorable how Karson couldn’t process information when Nathaniel kissed him. He snuggled the man close to him when he moved himself. “I think I like the idea of me being your favourite passion.” He said with a grin. He thought Karson smelt great and he took a nice sniff of the man’s hair. Even though it was his soap he thought he could smell Karson’s spice beneath it all. He was quickly getting used to that scent. “Yes, I think when you have time, I could recommend you some books” he rubbed his hands over Karson’s torso right over the man’s abs. “This is definitely the stomach of a person that works out.” He kissed the man’s neck again gently. “And you can cook for me anytime.” He said laughing again.
Karson chuckled softly under his breath. "You don't have a bad stomach yourself. I'm jealous. If I stopped my routine I would start to go flabby in no time. I like food too much and my body craves the activity." He slipped his hands up over Nathaniel's body just as Nathaniel's hands ran over his own body. "If you keep kissing my neck like that I'm not going to be able to cook anymore. You make my brain feel mushy." He laughed a little harder then leaned in and kissed Nathaniel's mouth deeply. When he pulled back his shook his head. "Damn. You've got to let me do the dishes, boy, or I'm just going to want to fall straight back into bed with you."
“Boy?” Nathaniel asked raising his eyebrow, his mind thinking about that kiss but moving back a little anyway “How old are you?” he asked laughing and leaning on a opposite counter so that Karson could get to those dishes. “And don’t worry about it, I’d fall back straight into bed with you, even with your flabby body.” He grinned at the man. Nathaniel realised it didn’t matter what Karson looked like. He liked the man for who he was inside; the looks were just a bonus.
"I'm 25 my good sir," Karson replied. "And I guarantee you would not want to go anywhere near my flabby body. You should have seen me when I was healing from this thing," he pointed to his hip, "I looked disgusting. You, on the other hand, couldn't look disgusting if you tried." He smiled and leaned in to kiss Nathaniel, thinking very similar thoughts, though he did not know this. He would have liked Nathaniel no matter what, slept with him just because the man attracted him in a way that only personality could. He had fully expected the man to be less fit, and it hadn't mattered at all.
"Or, you'll turn out to be a member of the opposing team and shoot me in the hip, rather than kill me," he laughed bitterly. "Honestly, this is just a terrible sitatuation and I really wish we hadn't done what we did. But, it's too late for that and I already have feelings for you. I already think it's cute how you can't stand blood...."