[C] The Night Off

Dario smiled as the boy shivered.

He loved Hayden's delicate little reactions to his touch. Each little shiver and soft breathless moan. The fluttering of his eyelashes and the little stretch of his lips. The little dimples in his cheek as he smiled and the bright tone of his bronze eyes.

Dario leaned forwards to kiss the boy softly.

His hand slid out of the boy's jeans and toyed with the button for a few moments before opening it and slowly unzipping them.

"I really like you Dario."

He muttered softly, his hands reaching up and stroking through the man's hair, letting the curls flow loosely through his small fingers.

A man had never meant as much to him as Dario did.

He kissed him back, pressing up against his softly as his zipper was pulled down.

He thought it would have take a lot longer for him to be able to let the man undress him like this.

"Me, too, sweetheart. I really like you, too."

He'd never been so sure of his feelings for anyone.

He liked this adorable little boy and he was so damned sure that he did. This was so strong and so right.

Dario felt light knowing this.

He had true genuine affection for someone.

He nuzzled his face in against the man, cuddling up against him as his arms tightened their grip around his shoulders.

Knowing he really did have feeling for Dario and that Dario returned those feelings to him had him feeling better than he had in a very long time.

He felt complete with the man in his arms.

"I wish I got to see you more."

Only being able to see him every few days left him want more.

"Me too," he murmured softly.

He wanted to see more of the boy. Every other or every few days just wasn't enough. He wanted it so bad. He wanted to be able to see Hayden every day. Fall asleep with his nose buried in the boy's hair and wake up with him still curled in his arms.

A little light went off in his head providing an answer to his little dilemma.

Have Hayden move in with him.

That idea was quashed immediately. They hadn't known each other for long. He highly doubted the boy would want to move in with him so soon. He wasn't even going to pose the question. Not now or any time soon.

Moving in together was a big step and he really didn't want to scare the boy off with suggesting something so serious any time soon.

Dario shimmied the boy's jeans down slowly, stroking his hips and thighs over the thin fabric of his underwear.

Hayden lifted his hips as his jeans were pulled down, this was the most exposed he had ever been around Dario.

His shirt was pulled up to his chest and his lower body was only covered by his thin underwear.

He had every right to be nervous, no one would blame him for it, but he wasn't, a sense of calm came over him.

Dario was someone he trusted, someone he adored, someone...he was really starting to fall for.

The boy purred softly, his hands reaching up to caress the man's neck and cheeks.

Dario smiled when the boy's hands stroked at his neck and cheeks.

The boy was doing so well. He wasn't flinching or squirming in discomfort.

Slowly and deliberately, the man pulled the boy's pants down. He wanted the boy to have every opportunity to stop him if he didn't want to carry on.

Another little smile curled his lips when the boy's underwear was pushed down his thighs without even a murmur from Hayden. The boy really wanted this. Dario was so pleased that the boy was accepting him like this.

He traced the sensitive skin around the boy's arousal, caressing his balls with fleeting touches but not allowing touches near the boy's arousal just yet.

A soft shiver chased up his body as Dario traced his skin, the touches to his balls making his toes curl slightly.

He was high sensitive to touch, and all too aware of Dario's presence on his skin.

He lay up against the man, practically naked but he wasn't afraid, Dario knew his limits, but tonight he could at least go this far, he wanted the man to touch his body, explore him a little as he had explored Dario.

He couldn't help but marvel how small and delicate Hayden was.

Even here the boy was tiny compared to him. He thought that was adorable.

Finally, he touched the boy, the tip of one finger stroking up the length of his arousal before circling his head, teasing him with feather light touches then withdrawing for a few moments, just to return to the light touches again.

Dario was going to have fun making the boy squirm against him like this.

Hayden had a narrow waist and a flat stomach which arched against the couch as Dario touches him.

Freckles decorated his chest, which moved gently in slow, deep breaths.

His entire body was slender and small, despite his age and if it wasn't for his mentality it would be easy to assume he was younger.

The fleeting touches on his arousal cause a barely audible whimper of desire as his hips pressed up instinctively.

Dario leaned down to kiss the boy deeply as the tip of his finger continued to tease the boy.

He wanted to hear him whimper and feel him twitch and buck beneath his touch.

His finger slid down the boy's arousal again to stroke and massage the boy's balls. He wanted to hear all those sounds of pleasure and feel him react under him.

Teasing people like this was just too fun.

He kissed the man back, his hands eagerly weaving through Dario's hair as he pulled him closer, pressing his body up against him with a needy little whine.

He wanted the man's touch so desperately, these gentle, teasing little touches were only working to arouse him more than he already was.

Such a cruel boyfriend he had.

A mewling moan sounded in against the man's lips as he began to writhe, his body writhing as he gave Dario's lip a soft bite.

Dario chuckled softly when he received the bite.

Oh how he loved getting reactions like this through teasing people.

His hand encircled the boy's arousal, pumping him firmly as he shifted a little, his other hand reaching out behind him, returning with the largest chip of ice he could find in the bag. The ice was slowly melting and now there was a lot more water there.

His hand withdrew from pleasuring the boy and he transferred the ice from one hand to the other. A smirk curled his lips as he traced around the boy's navel slowly with the chip.

Hayden's hands gripped onto Dario's shoulders firmly as he was pumped, his body tightening in pleasure.

The boy couldn't help but let out a small whimper as the hand moved away from his arousal.

That had been feeling good and he wanted more of the satisfying touches.

A soft gasp left his parted lips as ice pressed against his navel, the froze water instantly cooling his heated skin.

He traced the ice over the boy's skin, teasing his nipples again before tracing down to rub it over his balls, once again avoiding his arousal.

A little smirk curled his lips after a little while as he drew the chip slowly to the head of the boy's arousal, tracing the frozen lump over his head, teasing at his slit.

He wanted to see all his reactions to this. Every gasp, hiss and flinch.

He wanted Hayden to get lost in the feeling of pleasure.

The ice tracing over his balls made him squirm but once it hit his arousal the boy gasped loudly.

The cold shot right down his length and into his very core making him flinch before trying to jerk away from it.

Hayden wasn't use to such intense stimulation, having his temperature manipulated like this was driving him wild.

"Dario..."

He muttered in a whimpered moan, his grip on the man tightening, his body unsure of whether to pull away from the cold or drawing the man close to steal his heat.

"Hmm?"

The ice was melting. What a shame. The once large chip of ice was getting smaller and smaller in his fingers.

He traced the chip down the boy's arousal and over his balls, travelling further still to circle the boy's tight entrance slowly.

He put a little pressure on the chip, pressing it against the boy's entrance but not attempting to push it into him.

Dario would need the boy's permission for that.

His eyes pulled shut as the ice travelled over his body, his heart rate picking up as it pressed against his entrance.

He trusted Dario not to push it into him even as he put pressure onto it.

The body gave a whimper as he shivered, the cold was getting to him, having it pressed against the hottest parts of his body, parts which were alive with sensation was leaving him needy.

Despite being cold he cheeks flushed red, Dario was touching his backside, he was both embarrassed and aroused.

He didn't have words for this, for what he was feeling or what he wanted, they escaped him completely.

"Please..."

He found himself pleading softly, his body arching and writhing in his hold.

He continued to trace the small chip around the boys entrance until it had melted completely.

His fingers traced upwards, over the boy's balls and then his member. He stroked him gently for a few moments before his hand curled around him, giving him firmer and much more satisfying strokes.

"This is what you want, isn't it? You want to feel me push you until you come."

Dario's tongue traced the boy's parted lips slowly.

"I bet you're close now. That ice had you rock hard and whimpering."

His head bowed to take a nipple between his teeth, biting down gently. "These are hard, too. You really like ice, don't you?" he purred softly.

Hayden's head lulled back as he gave a loud moan, his body surrendering to the pleasure as Dario began to pump him firmly.

His tongue darted out, tasting Dario's as it swiped over his lips.

The man knew what his body wanted all too vividly, it was evident from the state of his body which shivered and trembled in need, his skin, covered in tiny bumps from having the ice chill him.

His arousal and nipples were both hard and yearning for Dario's touch which he gave up willingly.

Hayden bit his own lip, giving a soft, muffled cry as his nipples were bitten gently and his arousal pumped, he was so close, despite the cold, he could feel a blazing heat deep within him and it was growing.

Dario,s teeth caught the boy's lip, tugging it firmly, pulling it from between the boy's teeth.

"Don't hide your moans. I want to hear every last sound." He wanted to hear every noise the boy produced without any interference. He didn't want to hear muffled cries. He wanted every last sound to come to him completely unbridled.

He returned to teasing a nipple with his teeth as he pumped the boy faster.

"Come for me, Hayden," he purred softly against the boy's chest.

His cheeks flushed darker as he looked up at Dario, the man wanted to hear him moan, that drew his attention to the fact that he was actually doing it.

He was at least grateful that Pina and Desi were out tonight, he wanted these sounds to only be for Dario's ears.

A slew of soft moans and whimpers sounded as he was pumped, his hands only onto the man's shoulders as tight at they could, his nails digging into the man's skin slightly as his body jerked and writhed.

Those words were his undoing, Dario wanted to see him come, he wanted to see evidence of his pleasure.

Within moments his head tossed back in a cry as he arousal throbbed, spilling out generously into Dario's gasp as he trembled and writhed in pleasure.

Dario purred softly as he felt the boy's body twitch and jerk.

He pumped the boy firmly through his release not letting up until the boy was slumped bonelessly against the couch.

The human lifted his hand to his mouth, licking at the boy's come until it was clean.

"That cry sounded so sexy," he purred huskily, capturing Hayden's lips in a demanding kiss.

Hayden practically melted into the cushions once his release had subsided, a soft moan sounding as he watched Dario lick up his release.

There was something oddly arousing seeing the man taste him like that.

"That felt so good."

He murmured in his groggy haze of lustful afterglow, kissing the man back with equal fervor, purring as he tasted himself on the man tongue.

"I'm sure."

Dario's lips curled upwards a little.

"I bet you're still very sensitive here." His fingers pushed between the boy's legs to stroke his entrance. "And here." His hand slid upwards to stroke at the head of the boy's arousal. "And here." His nails scraped gently over the boy's nipples.

Dario just wanted to see the boy whimper and writhe as his sensitive body was played with even more.