FANFICTION When it just happens

Chapter 2 Intimacy (18+)

Nat knows that look.

Nat is dying for that look.

Old young Nat wouldn't have given it a moment's thought and jumped Max.

What I'd like to do to you right now.

But new young Nat wants to be more mature.

Max doesn't want to make love to him yet.

He wants to give their sexuality time.

Max still sees him as a protector.

A nong.

And as appealing as a naughty, hungry nong may be.

As sensual and fulfilling as their ecstasy is then.

Nat senses exactly that Max is not yet ready to engage in true intimacy.

He still has an inner conflict.

He just holds back.

And that's because Nat is just his nong.

He needs to show him maturity.

Show him how serious he is.

That he can really get involved with him.

And, if that takes time, Nat is willing to wait.

When Max will show him his hunger.

When he allows himself to satisfy his hunger for him.

Then their relationship will truly be able to begin.

Intimacy.

I'm waiting for you, Max!

Take your time and get to know me.

I'm young, but I'm not just your nong!

And seeing him fight like this now amuses Nat a lot.

"I said I'm really looking forward to tomorrow. A weekend on Ko Samui with you. That sounds dreamy!", Nat repeats himself and looks into Max's hungry eyes.

And the latter suddenly gets an idea.

"Yes! And tonight is the last night we'll be undisturbed. There will be cameras everywhere, after all. Not that I have a problem with that!" it bubbles out of Max.

"Mhmm?", Nat mimics the yummy man in front of him.

"Of course I would create a password-protected folder!", Max feels the need to add.

And Nat laughs out loud.

"Max, what are you talking about?" he smiles.

Max pauses for a moment.

Yes, what is he talking about.

He would like to save a password-protected video of their lovemaking.

And Max closes his eyes in shame.

What am I talking about?

Nat smirks and doesn't want to tease his Pi any further.

"Yeah, we need to get a good night's rest today if we're leaving so early," Nat restores the thread.

That should give Max the opportunity to suppress his shame.

But Max's ears only want to transmit certain parts to his brain.

"Resting?" his voice sounds surprised.