Warmth
FINALLY
some stories :)
Will post more laterrr.
Title: Warmth
Ship: Spring Awakening
Pairing: Hanschen/Ernst
Rating: R/NC-17?? lolll
Disclaimer: Ain't mine yo.
Title: Warmth
Ship: Spring Awakening
Pairing: Hanschen/Ernst
Rating: R/NC-17?? lolll
Disclaimer: Ain't mine yo.
He felt the cool breeze tickle against his skin. He should’ve brought a thicker coat. The night was dark and the stars were a beautiful contrast against the black sky. He treaded through the forest softly, following a route he knew all too well. Hearing the distant flow of the river, he found himself at the desired location. The small basket in his arms was dropped softly on the cool ground and he sat down with a sigh.
“Took you long enough to get here,” a voice came from the bushed, surprising him. “Ernst.”
“Hanschen,” Ernst smiled blindly in the dark. “Where are you, love?” As if by cue, the dark clouds parted and revealed the beautiful moon, full and bright. The moonlight shone on Hanschen, giving him an almost angelic glow with his blonde hair. Almost.
Hanschen approached Ernst slowly, carrying a branch of lush grapes. He plucked one delightful morsel from the branch and, kneeling by Ernst, fed it to him.
“I missed you.”
“I saw you at school today,” Ernst replied, smiling sweetly.
“Is it enough, really? To see you just then?” Ernst leaned his forehead against Hanschen’s and shared his warmth. Hanschen pulled away after a moment and cupped Ernst’s cheek in his strong hand, the dark chocolate-haired boy leaning to the touch. “What about after school? Or at night? Or the mornings? When will there be a time I will be able to wake up…wake up to you? …And say, ‘I love you’?”
Ernst shushed him. He knew the bouts of sadness Hanschen had, he knew them well. With his family, his drilled need for perfection…They both needed each other, both needed each other’s love. “One day.”
“I want so much to run away. From everything. The game gets tiring after you’ve played it too long and too often, you know?” Hanschen smiled a little and Ernst caught the small joke that was only shared between them. “I want to run away with you.”
“I want to, also. We have our entire lives to think of what to do with our entire lives,” Ernst started, “I just know I want to enjoy being with you right here, right now. I love you, Hanschen.”
The blonde looked into Ernst’s eyes for a brief moment before kissing him fiercely, twining his hands in the soft hair. Ernst wrapped his arms around Hanschen’s neck as he laid the smaller boy down on the ground softly.
Hanschen broke the kiss, trailing petite kisses down Ernst’s chin to his neck, sucking and kissing at the soft skin as he took off Ernst’s light coat. “One minute.”
Hanschen took his lips off the boy, taking off his coat and placing both their coats on the ground. “Come here,” he commanded to Ernst and he laid the boy down on the coats.
“Now where were we?” Ernst giggled and Hanschen once again continued his assault on the smaller boy’s body.
“It is such a shame,” Hanschen said between kisses, unbuttoning Ernst’s shirt, “that you have to hide this body,” kiss “from me,” kiss “during school…in church…” He stopped abruptly. “Can’t you come to school naked?” he told Ernst, face as serious as ever. The other boy erupted in laughter.
“I’m sure that wouldn’t turn any heads.”
“Of course it will, you’re beautiful.” He stated a matter-of-factly. The blonde then appeared to be in deep thought.
“What?” Ernst asked, curious.
“No.”
“No what?”
“Don’t come to school naked.”
Ernst laughed. “Oh no! My plans for the week are completely ruined.”
“Because,” Hanschen lowered his voice, looking at Ernst directly, “I want you all to myself.” With that, he ripped off Ernst’s shirt. Hanschen began to kiss Ernst deeply again, simultaneously rubbing fingers over Ernst’s pink, pink nipples.
“Ah! Hanschen!” Ernst gasped against Hanschen’s lips and he smirked. He trailed more kisses down Ernst’s chin…neck…collar bone…Hanschen finally stopped at Ernst’s chest, flicking his tongue against a nipple. A soft moan escaped from Ernst’s lips and Hanschen continued, licking and sucking both nipples until they were pinker and perkier than ever, making Ernst pant.
Hanschen lifted his blonde head to look up at Ernst, smiling oh so deviously. “Shall I continue?”
“Of course!” Ernst whispered, voice heavy,
“We don’t really have time to prepare…” Hanschen explained and Ernst knew why, “the sun will rise soon.”
“The please, Hanschen,” Ernst breathed into Hanschen’s ear, sending shivers down his spine. Damn, Ernst could be really sexy. “Make haste.”
With that, Hanschen began to unbutton Ernst’s trousers, then slip off his undergarments, until all he wore were his school stockings. “Oh. You are so cute.”
Blushing, Ernst remarked, “Why am I always the one that’s naked?”
“Didn’t you know?” Hanschen smiled against his lips, his body falling on Ernst’s and together they fit perfectly. Like a two-piece puzzle, incomplete without the other. “You're the only one worth seeing naked…Now, what have you got in that basket, little boy?” He started kissing Ernst’s neck, caressing all over his body.
“J-jam…and b-bread…” Ernst managed to stammer out.
“This is going to be much more than a sticky situation…” Ernst giggled ad Hanschen moved to grab the basket, opening it to find the jar of jam. “Grape. My favorite,” Hanschen smirked. In one quick second, he was on top of Ernst, legs on either side of the boy, the jar open in his hand.
Hanschen started kissing Ernst, cupping the side of his face as they kissed deeply. The other hand was busy dipping itself into the jar, coating the fingers with ample amounts of sticky jam. Hanschen’s hand glided over Ernst’s stomach and the boy moaned at the contact. The hand slid lower and moved around Ernst’s genitals. He moaned in protest but Hanschen then started to trace patterns around his entrance. Bucking up, wanting the fingers to go, Ernst pulled away.
“Please,” he whispered, looking up at Hanschen ever so sexily.
“No time for prep-”
“I heard you the first time, Hanschen.”
The blond smiled at Ernst’s forwardness and nodded. “Very well, then.” He started to strip off his remaining clothes quickly before Ernst crawled on top of him. Hanschen looked at him curiously.
“Don’t you like it better this way?”
Hanschen smiled lovingly at Ernst, hand coming up to stroke hair out of the boy’s eyes. “It doesn’t matter, as long as it’s with you.” Ernst smiled so bright, the rising sun wouldn’t even compare.
He grabbed the jar from beside Hanschen and started to coat his lover’s cock with a generous amount of purple jam, the cold liquid turning warm in a matter of seconds. “Are you ready?” Ernst asked the blond boy and Hanschen scoffed. “Just making sure,” the skinnier boy giggled.
He lowered himself on Hanschen’s erect cock slowly, taking it in inch by inch, savoring every moment until the blonde was fully sheathed inside him. Ernst panted softly, waiting for a moment before moving leisurely up and down, slowly building speed and momentum. He moaned out loud as his rhythm began to increase and Hanschen thrusted up with each movement, meeting with Ernst in such a way that increased the pleasure tenfold for both of them. Their movements made Ernst falter, leaning over Hanschen’s chest and clutching it fiercely.
“Don’t stop, love!” Hanschen managed to speak. Then, grabbing his hips, he pushed Ernst on his back and started quickly thrusting, hitting Ernst’s prostate every time. “Ah! Hanschen! Ah! Oh, oh…” Ernst’s soft moans matched the blonde’s grunts and Hanschen grabbed Ernst’s untouched cock, stroking it quickly as he fucked him mercilessly. The body beneath him went still and Ernst came, the white sticky substance cascading over his stomach. After a few more thrusts, Hanschen did the same, filling Ernst’s body with his love.
He collapsed on top of the boy, their heavy breathing filling the air.
***
They laid there on their coats, clothes thrown haphazardly on them, breathing irregular and strenuous. Ernst was in Hanschen’s arms and he let him doze off for a while before the sun rose and they would have to return to their houses. He let their heat create a warmth between them that no sun could ever match.
some stories :)
Will post more laterrr.
Title: Warmth
Ship: Spring Awakening
Pairing: Hanschen/Ernst
Rating: R/NC-17?? lolll
Disclaimer: Ain't mine yo.
Title: Warmth
Ship: Spring Awakening
Pairing: Hanschen/Ernst
Rating: R/NC-17?? lolll
Disclaimer: Ain't mine yo.
He felt the cool breeze tickle against his skin. He should’ve brought a thicker coat. The night was dark and the stars were a beautiful contrast against the black sky. He treaded through the forest softly, following a route he knew all too well. Hearing the distant flow of the river, he found himself at the desired location. The small basket in his arms was dropped softly on the cool ground and he sat down with a sigh.
“Took you long enough to get here,” a voice came from the bushed, surprising him. “Ernst.”
“Hanschen,” Ernst smiled blindly in the dark. “Where are you, love?” As if by cue, the dark clouds parted and revealed the beautiful moon, full and bright. The moonlight shone on Hanschen, giving him an almost angelic glow with his blonde hair. Almost.
Hanschen approached Ernst slowly, carrying a branch of lush grapes. He plucked one delightful morsel from the branch and, kneeling by Ernst, fed it to him.
“I missed you.”
“I saw you at school today,” Ernst replied, smiling sweetly.
“Is it enough, really? To see you just then?” Ernst leaned his forehead against Hanschen’s and shared his warmth. Hanschen pulled away after a moment and cupped Ernst’s cheek in his strong hand, the dark chocolate-haired boy leaning to the touch. “What about after school? Or at night? Or the mornings? When will there be a time I will be able to wake up…wake up to you? …And say, ‘I love you’?”
Ernst shushed him. He knew the bouts of sadness Hanschen had, he knew them well. With his family, his drilled need for perfection…They both needed each other, both needed each other’s love. “One day.”
“I want so much to run away. From everything. The game gets tiring after you’ve played it too long and too often, you know?” Hanschen smiled a little and Ernst caught the small joke that was only shared between them. “I want to run away with you.”
“I want to, also. We have our entire lives to think of what to do with our entire lives,” Ernst started, “I just know I want to enjoy being with you right here, right now. I love you, Hanschen.”
The blonde looked into Ernst’s eyes for a brief moment before kissing him fiercely, twining his hands in the soft hair. Ernst wrapped his arms around Hanschen’s neck as he laid the smaller boy down on the ground softly.
Hanschen broke the kiss, trailing petite kisses down Ernst’s chin to his neck, sucking and kissing at the soft skin as he took off Ernst’s light coat. “One minute.”
Hanschen took his lips off the boy, taking off his coat and placing both their coats on the ground. “Come here,” he commanded to Ernst and he laid the boy down on the coats.
“Now where were we?” Ernst giggled and Hanschen once again continued his assault on the smaller boy’s body.
“It is such a shame,” Hanschen said between kisses, unbuttoning Ernst’s shirt, “that you have to hide this body,” kiss “from me,” kiss “during school…in church…” He stopped abruptly. “Can’t you come to school naked?” he told Ernst, face as serious as ever. The other boy erupted in laughter.
“I’m sure that wouldn’t turn any heads.”
“Of course it will, you’re beautiful.” He stated a matter-of-factly. The blonde then appeared to be in deep thought.
“What?” Ernst asked, curious.
“No.”
“No what?”
“Don’t come to school naked.”
Ernst laughed. “Oh no! My plans for the week are completely ruined.”
“Because,” Hanschen lowered his voice, looking at Ernst directly, “I want you all to myself.” With that, he ripped off Ernst’s shirt. Hanschen began to kiss Ernst deeply again, simultaneously rubbing fingers over Ernst’s pink, pink nipples.
“Ah! Hanschen!” Ernst gasped against Hanschen’s lips and he smirked. He trailed more kisses down Ernst’s chin…neck…collar bone…Hanschen finally stopped at Ernst’s chest, flicking his tongue against a nipple. A soft moan escaped from Ernst’s lips and Hanschen continued, licking and sucking both nipples until they were pinker and perkier than ever, making Ernst pant.
Hanschen lifted his blonde head to look up at Ernst, smiling oh so deviously. “Shall I continue?”
“Of course!” Ernst whispered, voice heavy,
“We don’t really have time to prepare…” Hanschen explained and Ernst knew why, “the sun will rise soon.”
“The please, Hanschen,” Ernst breathed into Hanschen’s ear, sending shivers down his spine. Damn, Ernst could be really sexy. “Make haste.”
With that, Hanschen began to unbutton Ernst’s trousers, then slip off his undergarments, until all he wore were his school stockings. “Oh. You are so cute.”
Blushing, Ernst remarked, “Why am I always the one that’s naked?”
“Didn’t you know?” Hanschen smiled against his lips, his body falling on Ernst’s and together they fit perfectly. Like a two-piece puzzle, incomplete without the other. “You're the only one worth seeing naked…Now, what have you got in that basket, little boy?” He started kissing Ernst’s neck, caressing all over his body.
“J-jam…and b-bread…” Ernst managed to stammer out.
“This is going to be much more than a sticky situation…” Ernst giggled ad Hanschen moved to grab the basket, opening it to find the jar of jam. “Grape. My favorite,” Hanschen smirked. In one quick second, he was on top of Ernst, legs on either side of the boy, the jar open in his hand.
Hanschen started kissing Ernst, cupping the side of his face as they kissed deeply. The other hand was busy dipping itself into the jar, coating the fingers with ample amounts of sticky jam. Hanschen’s hand glided over Ernst’s stomach and the boy moaned at the contact. The hand slid lower and moved around Ernst’s genitals. He moaned in protest but Hanschen then started to trace patterns around his entrance. Bucking up, wanting the fingers to go, Ernst pulled away.
“Please,” he whispered, looking up at Hanschen ever so sexily.
“No time for prep-”
“I heard you the first time, Hanschen.”
The blond smiled at Ernst’s forwardness and nodded. “Very well, then.” He started to strip off his remaining clothes quickly before Ernst crawled on top of him. Hanschen looked at him curiously.
“Don’t you like it better this way?”
Hanschen smiled lovingly at Ernst, hand coming up to stroke hair out of the boy’s eyes. “It doesn’t matter, as long as it’s with you.” Ernst smiled so bright, the rising sun wouldn’t even compare.
He grabbed the jar from beside Hanschen and started to coat his lover’s cock with a generous amount of purple jam, the cold liquid turning warm in a matter of seconds. “Are you ready?” Ernst asked the blond boy and Hanschen scoffed. “Just making sure,” the skinnier boy giggled.
He lowered himself on Hanschen’s erect cock slowly, taking it in inch by inch, savoring every moment until the blonde was fully sheathed inside him. Ernst panted softly, waiting for a moment before moving leisurely up and down, slowly building speed and momentum. He moaned out loud as his rhythm began to increase and Hanschen thrusted up with each movement, meeting with Ernst in such a way that increased the pleasure tenfold for both of them. Their movements made Ernst falter, leaning over Hanschen’s chest and clutching it fiercely.
“Don’t stop, love!” Hanschen managed to speak. Then, grabbing his hips, he pushed Ernst on his back and started quickly thrusting, hitting Ernst’s prostate every time. “Ah! Hanschen! Ah! Oh, oh…” Ernst’s soft moans matched the blonde’s grunts and Hanschen grabbed Ernst’s untouched cock, stroking it quickly as he fucked him mercilessly. The body beneath him went still and Ernst came, the white sticky substance cascading over his stomach. After a few more thrusts, Hanschen did the same, filling Ernst’s body with his love.
He collapsed on top of the boy, their heavy breathing filling the air.
***
They laid there on their coats, clothes thrown haphazardly on them, breathing irregular and strenuous. Ernst was in Hanschen’s arms and he let him doze off for a while before the sun rose and they would have to return to their houses. He let their heat create a warmth between them that no sun could ever match.