They finished of the brandy and suddenly Albert felt something soft against his cheek. It took him a while to realize that it was George's lips. He felt his breath, brushing against his cheek. ”Sorry...” George said. ”No.” Albert said. He placed a kiss on George cheek too. ”I liked that.” George said. ”I liked that too.” Albert said. And then they didn't say anything. At all. They just looked down to at the cricket field. Until they finally looked at each other again and Albert leaned forward. ”If you want to, you can kiss me here.” he said and touched his lips. George swallowed, but he to leaned forward and he pressed his lips against Albert's. They sat like that for a long time, staring into each others eyes, lips pressed together, just breathing through their noses. Albert slid his arms around George. ”Charles says you should use your tongue. When you kiss.” George finally said, not really breaking the kiss at all. And so he pressed his tongue against Albert's lips, who parted them and let him in. It was hot and slimy, sort of like touching a uncooked chicken. But yet it felt extremely nice. It was comforting and a new feeling that they couldn't explain. They hugged each other and George found his fingers buried themselves in Albert soft hair. They broke their kiss. George still had his hands around Albert's head, and Albert hugged him tightly. ”Could I tell you something?” Albert asked. ”Of course.” ”I think that I might like you a lot more than just a friend. I like you a lot more than I like Sotherby and Richard. When I think about you, my stomach feels full of something, and my hands start trembling and I can't focus on anything. I am sorry for being such a pervert.” ”I feel the same about you Albert, so you are not a pervert.” ”This makes us nancyboys does it not?” Albert said, ruining the happy moment. ”Like that Edward King in 3th grade, and that author?” ”I don't know.” George said. ”Does it matter?” ”I don't know. But you are still going to be my best friend, aren't you Maltravers?” ”Always Albert. Until the day I die.” Albert smiled and leaned towards him. ”If this is what being a nancyboy is, then I quite like it.” ”Me too.” George agreed. ”Especially with you.” Albert felt how George rested his chin upon his own head, and he closed his eyes. The beauty of the world was nothing compared to the feelings he had inside him. ”This is the best birthday I have ever had.” George smiled, he was going to make it even better when they had crawled down in their beds, but he didn't tell Albert that of course. ”Happy birthday, George.” They kissed again, before Albert helped George get to his feet and they went back to the dorm, with wobbly steps. (”What if a teacher finds us?” George said. ”They are all asleep already, they usually are.”) They where quiet, the others had gone to sleep, they got their clothes off and pajamas on. George stole one last kiss from Albert, it was short and hard, before they buried themselves in their beds, both of them flushed and aroused about what had happened.
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Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 2c/20
Date: 2011-11-12 05:55 pm (UTC)”No.” Albert said. He placed a kiss on George cheek too.
”I liked that.” George said.
”I liked that too.” Albert said. And then they didn't say anything. At all. They just looked down to at the cricket field. Until they finally looked at each other again and Albert leaned forward. ”If you want to, you can kiss me here.” he said and touched his lips.
George swallowed, but he to leaned forward and he pressed his lips against Albert's. They sat like that for a long time, staring into each others eyes, lips pressed together, just breathing through their noses. Albert slid his arms around George.
”Charles says you should use your tongue. When you kiss.” George finally said, not really breaking the kiss at all. And so he pressed his tongue against Albert's lips, who parted them and let him in. It was hot and slimy, sort of like touching a uncooked chicken. But yet it felt extremely nice. It was comforting and a new feeling that they couldn't explain. They hugged each other and George found his fingers buried themselves in Albert soft hair. They broke their kiss. George still had his hands around Albert's head, and Albert hugged him tightly.
”Could I tell you something?” Albert asked.
”Of course.”
”I think that I might like you a lot more than just a friend. I like you a lot more than I like Sotherby and Richard. When I think about you, my stomach feels full of something, and my hands start trembling and I can't focus on anything. I am sorry for being such a pervert.”
”I feel the same about you Albert, so you are not a pervert.”
”This makes us nancyboys does it not?” Albert said, ruining the happy moment. ”Like that Edward King in 3th grade, and that author?”
”I don't know.” George said. ”Does it matter?”
”I don't know. But you are still going to be my best friend, aren't you Maltravers?”
”Always Albert. Until the day I die.”
Albert smiled and leaned towards him. ”If this is what being a nancyboy is, then I quite like it.”
”Me too.” George agreed. ”Especially with you.” Albert felt how George rested his chin upon his own head, and he closed his eyes. The beauty of the world was nothing compared to the feelings he had inside him. ”This is the best birthday I have ever had.” George smiled, he was going to make it even better when they had crawled down in their beds, but he didn't tell Albert that of course.
”Happy birthday, George.” They kissed again, before Albert helped George get to his feet and they went back to the dorm, with wobbly steps. (”What if a teacher finds us?” George said. ”They are all asleep already, they usually are.”) They where quiet, the others had gone to sleep, they got their clothes off and pajamas on. George stole one last kiss from Albert, it was short and hard, before they buried themselves in their beds, both of them flushed and aroused about what had happened.