Touch

AN: Italics denote thoughts

Chapter Three

Aki lay in bed listening to the breathing coming from the other side of the room. He could tell Lauri wasn’t asleep.

Deciding to push a little further he slowly let his breathing deepen so it would sound as if he was asleep. After several minutes he heard a quiet sigh and grinned into the darkness.

The images from earlier were burned into his memory and now he let them come forward, he needed a little inspiration to make this work.

In his mind he watched Lauri stroking himself. His breathing started to speed up as he felt himself stiffen. He let out a little moan and heard Lauri’s breath hitch in response. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on giving the performance of a lifetime. After all, his future depended on the outcome.

Letting the fantasy play out, he imagined himself stepping into the shower and running his fingers through Lauri’s hair, slightly tilting his head back and kissing him softly.

He cupped the back of Lauri’s neck with one hand and deepened the kiss, moving his arm down to wrap it around his friend's waist, pulling their naked bodies flush against each other.

Aki gasped out loud as his body reacted to the images he was conjuring, shifting restlessly against the sheets, he almost missed the muffled groan that echoed across the room - almost.

He trailed one hand across his chest and let it drift down across his belly until his fingers rested just below the waistband of his boxers, his imaginary self copying the move, stroking his hand from Lauri’s neck down to his hip, scratching gently at his nipple as he passed.

Both the real and fantasy Lauri's whimpered, fuelling Aki’s need. Breathing heavily he slipped his hand beneath the cloth and started stroking, arching his back slightly as he did the same to Lauri in his dream.

Through the haze of desire, Aki could just make out the stifled sound of harsh panting coming from the bed opposite.

Heartened, he drifted back into his fantasy, watching himself stroke over Lauri’s slick body, nipping and licking, imagining how he would taste.

Lauri moaned and tilted his head back as Aki slid to his knees and slowly took him into his mouth, lips and tongue sliding against the velvety soft skin.

Aki groaned harshly at the thought and stroked himself harder. The fantasy continued to play out in his mind, with Lauri burying his hands in Aki’s hair, holding him against him.

Aki matched the stroking of his hand to the stroking his imaginary self was doing to Lauri. Whimpering and panting for breath, he barely noticed the choked sounds emanating from across the room.

Lauri moaned as Aki sucked on him gently, gripping his hips tightly to control his thrusting. Aki slowly increased the pressure, flicking his tongue against the skin he was tasting. Lightly he stroked the fingers of one hand across Lauri’s hip and over his thigh until he wrapped them round the base of his shaft, squeezing rhythmically in time with his sucking.

Lauri’s hips bucked and he tightened his grip on Aki’s hair as he felt the coil tighten in his belly. Aki felt him tighten and knew he was close, increasing the pressure, eager to feel him release in his mouth.

Lauri gave a keening moan as he exploded, feeling Aki swallowing quickly, milking him of every last drop.

Aki arched from the bed as his orgasm overtook him, panting moans escaping him as his body shuddered from the force of his release.

As he lay there, trying to bring his breathing back under control, he once more became aware of the heavy breathing from the other bed. He smiled tiredly and closed his eyes again. He was definitely going to make his move soon.