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Metalocalypse Challenge 40
Prompt: Swimming
Pairing: Toki/Nathan
Despite being raised in Florida, sultry heat had never been to Nathan’s taste. He was too big, had too much hair, to sweat comfortably. Perversely, Nathan preferred to beat the heat under blankets in his Arctic-temperature room. But a certain Norwegian had never minded weather extremes and he had missed his band mate during the current heat wave.
“Nathans! Comes swims wit’ me! It’s de summers times so we’s shoulds be havings de pool funs!”
Toki’s too-hot hands found Nathan’s wrist and tugged. The rhythm guitarist was all wiry strength and over-loud voice and Nathan cracked an eyelid and grunted. He didn’t really want to rise but Toki’s tone implied he wasn’t going to give up. And maybe a good dunking would calm the Norwegian down…
“Izzit cooled? The…uh…the pool water?”
“Sures!”
Clearly Toki had no idea but Nathan was awake and plotting revenge anyway so he grudgingly found a bathing suit. The sun baked the black tiles surrounding Mordland’s enormous pool and the singer winced as he hobbled across it, pausing at the edge of the pool to test the water. A chill ran up his spine at the first touch and he was beginning to steel himself when Toki charged, knocking them both into the water. Nathan surfaced with a sputtered roar, hair in his face, and blindly sought the Norwegian. But Toki was ready and he was safely out of reach, chuckling and floating lazily.
The next twenty minutes found the singer swallowing chlorine and flailing uselessly after the guitarist. Nathan could swim but Toki moved like a dolphin, lithe, sleek, and too fast for Nathan to ever quite catch. Finally, needing a break, Nathan heaved himself onto the warm tiles and closed his eyes against the glare. A surge of water against his side signified Toki’s arrival.
“Dats was fun! T’ankyous Nathans!”
And then Toki crowded forward, bright sun at his back, and took what little remained of Nathan’s breath away. Sweetly aggressive, Toki tasted like candy and pool water and he shoved Nathan’s swim trunks down to the singer’s knees. Warm fingers soon coaxed the singer’s cock to life and Toki settled over Nathan’s thighs, his own trunks around one ankle. The guitarist’s rough, broad palm easily kept hold of them both and the rhythm Toki set was sure and steady. Nathan kept his eyes closed against the cool water that dripped off of Toki’s hair and growled when Toki’s hand tightened and his pace faltered. The splash of warmth across his belly set Nathan off and he came, hands finally leaving his sides to close around Toki’s fist.
The Norwegian’s body cast a shadow over Nathan’s face as he gently let go of the singer’s cock and Nathan looked up into a bright grin and smiled a rather feral smile of his own. All it took was a buck and a twist of his hips and Toki went back into the water. Nathan was quick to follow but Toki never did get his dunking.
Pairing: Toki/Nathan
Despite being raised in Florida, sultry heat had never been to Nathan’s taste. He was too big, had too much hair, to sweat comfortably. Perversely, Nathan preferred to beat the heat under blankets in his Arctic-temperature room. But a certain Norwegian had never minded weather extremes and he had missed his band mate during the current heat wave.
“Nathans! Comes swims wit’ me! It’s de summers times so we’s shoulds be havings de pool funs!”
Toki’s too-hot hands found Nathan’s wrist and tugged. The rhythm guitarist was all wiry strength and over-loud voice and Nathan cracked an eyelid and grunted. He didn’t really want to rise but Toki’s tone implied he wasn’t going to give up. And maybe a good dunking would calm the Norwegian down…
“Izzit cooled? The…uh…the pool water?”
“Sures!”
Clearly Toki had no idea but Nathan was awake and plotting revenge anyway so he grudgingly found a bathing suit. The sun baked the black tiles surrounding Mordland’s enormous pool and the singer winced as he hobbled across it, pausing at the edge of the pool to test the water. A chill ran up his spine at the first touch and he was beginning to steel himself when Toki charged, knocking them both into the water. Nathan surfaced with a sputtered roar, hair in his face, and blindly sought the Norwegian. But Toki was ready and he was safely out of reach, chuckling and floating lazily.
The next twenty minutes found the singer swallowing chlorine and flailing uselessly after the guitarist. Nathan could swim but Toki moved like a dolphin, lithe, sleek, and too fast for Nathan to ever quite catch. Finally, needing a break, Nathan heaved himself onto the warm tiles and closed his eyes against the glare. A surge of water against his side signified Toki’s arrival.
“Dats was fun! T’ankyous Nathans!”
And then Toki crowded forward, bright sun at his back, and took what little remained of Nathan’s breath away. Sweetly aggressive, Toki tasted like candy and pool water and he shoved Nathan’s swim trunks down to the singer’s knees. Warm fingers soon coaxed the singer’s cock to life and Toki settled over Nathan’s thighs, his own trunks around one ankle. The guitarist’s rough, broad palm easily kept hold of them both and the rhythm Toki set was sure and steady. Nathan kept his eyes closed against the cool water that dripped off of Toki’s hair and growled when Toki’s hand tightened and his pace faltered. The splash of warmth across his belly set Nathan off and he came, hands finally leaving his sides to close around Toki’s fist.
The Norwegian’s body cast a shadow over Nathan’s face as he gently let go of the singer’s cock and Nathan looked up into a bright grin and smiled a rather feral smile of his own. All it took was a buck and a twist of his hips and Toki went back into the water. Nathan was quick to follow but Toki never did get his dunking.