Love Me One-Shot: Ice Cubes

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“What exactly do you think you're doing?” Kale asked, one brow arched as he gazed down at his strange boyfriend.

Vander lay spread-eagle on the living room floor, directly in front of the oscillating fan, panting heavily and holding a box of frozen peas to his forehead.

He was also completely naked.

“It's too hot...” He whined, not bothering to open his eyes.

For the past two days, the city had been slowed down by a horrible heatwave. The temp was in the hundreds well after the sun went down and there had already been blackouts from the excessive electricity use for air conditioners and fans. Thank goodness that Kale had a high power AC unit for his apartment, because the building itself was too old and didn't have it. But a certain someone had broken the AC the previous night.

Kale just stood over the grumpy boy, clad in boxers and a wife-beater tank top. “And who's idea was it to turn the AC down to 45 degrees and freeze the unit, huh? I told you it would break if you did that.” Kale strove to sound calm, though he was just as hot as his little lover. He just chose not to complain about it. Even if he was slightly upset over the broken air conditioner.

Vander huffed indignantly, moving the frozen pea box to glare up at Kale. “Well, maybe if somebody didn't insist on fucking me last night, I wouldn't have needed to turn down the AC. But nooooo, that somebody couldn't keep their hands to themselves!” The sweaty blond rolled onto his stomach, exposing his backside which had carpet indentations all over it.

Kale would have smiled at the cute image, but he was too annoyed at Vander's incorrect accusations. “Excuse me? I think you've got that backwards. Who was it who crawled on top of me while I was trying to sleep? Who said they wanted to 'feel me on the inside'? Who was it that-”

“Well-Well, that's your fault! You wore those silk boxers! You know what that does to me!” Vander raised himself up onto his forearms, pouting irritably. “That was a blatant attempt to seduce me! I can't help it if I'm so weak-willed!”

The heat was getting to him, and Kale tried to quell any sudden outburst that he might regret later, but even he had his limits. With one long suffering sigh, he gritted his teeth and walked towards the bedroom, deciding that 'out of sight, out of mind' should help him forget his frustrations.

“Hey, get me some water when you pass the sink!”

Apparently, he'd forgotten about 'out of hearing range'. The shrill shriek of the boy's voice shot into his ears and he snapped. His path to the bedroom was rerouted to the fridge and he opened the freezer door, reaching inside to grab an ice tray, then swiftly stomping back towards the prone form of his lover.

Vander didn't even lift his head off the floor where he was resting it as he lazily gestured to his side. “Just leave it here. I'll drink it later.”

Kale smirked rather darkly as he tilted the tray upside down and twisted it quickly, the sudden crack of the ice cubes slicing through the oppressive silence as they fell.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Vander screamed as the multiple frozen squares dropped along his back, some beginning to melt immediately. Jumping up into his hands and knees only caused more howling as the new arch of his back had the melted ice dripping down his thighs and arms.

The evil grin on Kale's lips changed slightly into something softer at the he watched the water droplets trail down enticingly between his boyfriend's ass cheeks. In his distracted state, he didn't quite notice when Vander turned to him with an angry scowl and a handful of half-melted ice cubes.

“JESUS!” Several freezing pieces of ice were thrust down his boxers and pressed into his manhood by a slim hand. The other one would have deposited another handful of ice in the back of his shorts, but Kale reacted quickly and caught that sneaky wrist in a tight grip. He glared down at the boy, who was kneeling in front of him, looking up innocently with a small pout. “Van, that wasn't very nice.”

“Look who's talking! You did it first!”

“Well, you were being a bitch.”

They both blinked. Kale didn't often swear, so they were both taken aback by it. Vander's surprise turned into another pout though, and his bottom lip trembled.

“That was mean, Kale. I'm hot as hell and you call me a bitch? Thanks. Thanks a lot.”

There were several soft thuds behind him, and Kale knew that the ice had been dropped. He released the boy's wrist and leaned down to kiss him softly. “I'm sorry. You're not a bitch. You're amazing. Want me to cool you down?”

Vander stared at him suspiciously.

“No no, I'll be nice this time, I promise.” He smiled softly, pressing their mouths together once more. “Let me get some more ice and you just lay down on your stomach.”

As the blond shifted to lie down, Kale went back to the kitchen, ignoring the cool water soaking his boxers and dripping down his legs. It felt nice so he didn't really mind. The other ice tray was grabbed and Kale returned to Vander. He twisted the tray, right side up this time, to dislodge the cubes. Then he knelt down and straddled the naked thighs of the smaller boy, careful to not put his weight down too low and crush him.

“Mmm, you're too hot...” Vander murmured, irritated.

“Just wait, you'll be cold in a sec.” One lone ice cube was plucked from the tray and then hovered over the lithe back of the blond. Kale let it melt in his hand and the water slowly gathered on his fingers, eventually dripping down and splashing across the heated skin.

Vander's breath caught in his throat and he let out a sharp hiss.

Kale didn't want him to be uncomfortable. “Is this okay?”

But the boy just shivered, humming pleasurably. “Yessss...Don't stop...”

Letting out a soft chuckle, Kale squeezed the cube, causing more drops to fall. Soon, Vander's back was littered with wet droplets and long winding trails of water. With his free hand, Kale smeared the water over Vander's arms and shoulders, blowing softly on the moist skin.

“Ughhnn..” The slow breathy moan from the boy could only be described as rapturous, and Kale stole a look at the other's face. Vander's expression was completely indulgent, fully enjoying the special treatment he was receiving

They were quiet as Kale picked up another ice cube and brought it to the boy's flushed skin except for the gentle hitch in Vander's breathing. The ice was slid down the valley of the boy's spine, small rivulets running down to pool in the small of his back. When one cube was melted, another was chosen, this time run over the blond's shoulders and neck, then out to his arms. Vander stretched, splaying his limbs out onto the carpet, not seeming to care that it was squishy from the combination of melting water and sweat.

Kale always got a little breathless when he was this close to his lover, a little excited, no matter where they were. At the park, out to dinner, in the bedroom, his body always reacted the same. Faster breathing, a small amount of euphoria from being near the boy, and the warm tingling promise in his groin of possible lovemaking to come.

At the moment, he was half-hard at the sight of that wet, naked skin, and trying not to press his length into Vander's thighs. He shifted, raising higher onto his knees.

“You hard?” Came the somewhat smug question from the blond.

Somehow, the boy always knew. “Yeah, a little.”

“You can fuck me. I'm cool enough now.” Blunt as always.

“Are you hard?”

Vander shimmied beneath him, lifting his hips so Kale could slide one wet hand below him and check. “Not really. I guess you'll have to fix that.” He said cheekily, parting his legs as much as Kale would allow him.

Kale didn't even pause as he bent over and sucked some of the water of the boy's back, slurping playfully, and Vander giggled, arching his hips up and silently begging.

Kale wouldn't deny him so he began to travel down that slender expanse of skin while alternately licking at the moisture and gently biting any valley or muscle he chose.

“Oh, Baby, your mouth feels so good...” Vander hummed beneath him, shivering slightly as he began to react to Kale's ministrations. Kale knew the signs. He could read his lover like a book, and he knew exactly when the boy went from playfully to painfully aroused. Normally, Kale teased til he was begging for it, which wasn't difficult, since the blond was insatiable and always begged. But Kale was swiftly rock hard, whether from the submissive position of his normally dominant boyfriend, or from the use of ice cubes, he didn't know. He just knew he needed to fuck Vander. Hard.

One firm palm slapped at the exposed rear end of the blond and Vander lifted his head with a surprised squeak. But he said nothing, only glanced over his shoulder at Kale, meeting his eyes and raising one eyebrow coyly. Then he smirked and wiggled his ass, obviously asking for another slap.

Kale decided to keep that information for a different day, because now, he wanted to taste. What he normally shied away from, but suddenly wanted. He spread those perfectly rounded globes and bent down, sticking out his tongue and lapping at the puckered pink flesh before he lost his nerve.

“Oh Kale!” Vander keened, digging his fingers into the carpet and throwing his head back. “Oh, Baby, do that again!”

It wasn't so bad, if it could make his lover shout like that. Kale did it so rarely, only twice since they got back together, and those two times, he'd been too embarrassed to finish through. But the heat must be affecting him, because he wanted to make Vander come from rimming alone.

His tongue flickered out again, delving between the spread cheeks and wiggling against the opening. It pulsed against him as Vander cried out again, writhing on the carpet, obviously trying not to rub his growing erection against the rough texture of it.

Kale continued to flutter his tongue along the cleft, teasing and light, and his brought one hand around Vander's hip and underneath him to grip his cock.

“Yes! Uhhhn...” The blond's back was taut, torn between trying to push back into Kale's mouth, and thrusting forward into his palm.

Kale chose for him, stroking gently as he buried his face between Vander's firm cheeks, thrusting his tongue into the boy, as far as he could.

“Ahh! Yes! Please, don't stop! Oh god, Kale! Kale!” Vander keened into the carpet, grunting and shouting as he was doubly pleasured.

Kale licked and sucked at the sensitive flesh, keeping his hand moving rhythmically, and carefully biting one flushed cheek. Vander mewled beneath him, appearing close to the edge. Kale's eyes glanced to the floor at their side and he got a devilish idea, one worthy of even Vander's mischievous streak. The hand not stroking the boy reached out and grabbed a half-melted sliver of ice, bringing it up and letting it drip down where his mouth was.

“Oh! Ah! What's-OH!”

His mouth briefly lifted and he circled the melting half-cube against the puckered skin. He kept a firm grip on Vander's hips, keeping the boy from shying away.

“Oh god, don't-Ah!”

The ice was pressed to the circle of pink flesh and Vander squealed, almost girlishly, as it slipped inside. There was a short moment of furious wiggling as the boy whimpered and mewled at the sensation.

Kale couldn't make out if he was pleased or in pain. “Was that okay?”

Vander was panting, and didn't respond right away, hips finally still.

“Van? Did you not like that?”

Another quiet minute of harsh breathing, then he spoke, voice trembling. “I...I don't know.”

“What? What do you mean you don't know? Did you like it or not?”

“I just...Do it again.”

“What?”

“Do. It. Again.”

Kale chuckled and shook his head. Vander was so cute sometimes. Not knowing if something was good or not, even if it had him coming all over the place. He picked up another ice cube and lowered between them, then thought of another idea and put it in his mouth. Before it could melt completely, he bent back down and sealed his lips against the boy's opening, transferring the ice from his mouth to inside the other's body. His tongue followed and circled around, pressing the ice deeper.

“Ah! AH!” Once again, he mewled in his throat, sounding almost in pain, but a quick reach around check of Vander's length, made sure that he was still hard and pulsing, almost erratically, which only meant one thing. “Fuck! Oh GOD! Uhhhh!” Vander came, spurting onto the rug and humping forward into Kale's hand.

Vander shuddered and collapsed onto the rug, taking Kale's hand with him. The blond lay there gasping, and Kale saw the sated smile on that angelic face. He licked his lips, squeezing his fingers experimentally. When Vander only moaned breathlessly, he began to stroke again, slow and steady.

By now, he was so hard it hurt, and he wanted to take the boy back to their room very badly. But Vander peered at him from over one slim shoulder and grinned, lifting his hips off the carpet once more and darting out that pink tongue to caress the corners of those perfect lips.

“Kale, Baby, do you wanna fuck me now?”

Kale nodded, to horny to speak coherently, and he sat back on his heels to let Vander get up.

“Oh no no, Babycakes, you want me, you have to take me right here. Fuck me on the rug”

He blinked, looking around the room with his bottom lip between his teeth. They'd never done it in the living room before. Hell, they hadn't done it anywhere except the bedroom, or shower. But for those times, Kale had enjoyed the luxery of having a door. He didn't like to have sex out in the open. Making Vander cum in the living room was a big enough step for him, and he was ready to take things to the bed.

But Vander shimmied those slim hips and lifted his ass in the air, keeping his head pressed to the floor, and both hands reached back to pry apart those perfect cheeks, exposing his opening. The blond grinned at Kale, like a feral cheshire cat, and shimmied again.

Well. So much for moving to the bedroom.

Kale rose to his feet, to go retrieve the condoms and lube from the bathroom, which was closer anyway, and then he returned to the floor, kneeling and tearing open the small rubber square and pulling down the front of his boxers to slip it on. Once firmly encased, he sat back to kick off his boxers the rest of the way and take off his shirt. Completely naked, he turned to get the lube, but it wasn't on the floor where he left it. “Van? Did you see what I did with the lube?”

The boy chuckled, feigning innocence. “Oh, noooo, course not. I have no idea.”

“Knock it off, Van. I'm about to explode, give it back.”

Vander peered back at him again, eyes low-lidded. “We don't need it. The melted ice is enough. Just put it in.”

“What?!” He squawked. “Water is most definitely not enough! Please, just give me the lube. I don't want you to bleed.”

Vander rolled his eyes at him. “Puh-lease! We have sex like every few hours. I think I can take it. “Besides,” He added coyly, with a seductive glance back at Kale. “-When we were in the hot tub, all we had was water, and I was fine. Wasn't I?”

Kale could agree on that fact, but the hot tub had been hot water, and Vander's muscles had been very relaxed from it. Now, what with the ice and all, Vander was probably tensed up and too tight. Plus the added friction from the thinness of the water might rub him raw, and Kale didn't want that.

“Kale, jesus christ, will you stop thinking and just fuck me already!” Vander commanded, voice impatient and frustrated. “If you don't, then I'm just going to get my toys and fuck myself! And you can't watch!”

Now that was just being cruel, so Kale shut up his thoughts and inched closer to the blond, positioning himself behind him and between those pert cheeks. He pressed himself carefully, watching the head of his cock easily slip into that puckered pink vortex of skin. Vander's breath hitched and he pushed back, back curving upwards as he lifted his shoulders off the floor, arms supporting him up.

“Oh fuck yes!”

Kale placed one hand on the small of that narrow back and pushed down, straightening the other's body and slipping in a few more inches.

“Fuck, Kale! Fuck! Uhhgggnn!”

Kale paused, more than halfway in and took a deep breath, studying his lover carefully. “Are you okay? Does it hurt at all?”

Vander moaned deeply, the vibrations reverberating right into Kale. “Yeah, a little bit, but-”

“What?! I'm hurting you!” Kale began to carefully pull out and he swore. “Shit, Van! Why didn't you tell me!” He didn't want to dislodge too quickly and do more damage, but before he could pull out all the way, one of the blond's legs came up and hooked back around Kale's thighs, halting him.

“Now hang on, you pansy.” He said, panting softly. “I didn't tell you to stop.”

Still immobile, Kale bit his lip. “I'm not going to do this if it hurts you! Let me go!”

One pale blue eye glanced back at him, and he saw the raw lust in it. “Don't stop. It's not a bad pain. It's a good pain. Kinda like, it's my first time. Like that. And I don't want you to stop. I want you to push all the way back in and fuck me. Hard.”

Though the boy's voice was thick with that tell-tale edge of desire, Kale wasn't certain he was telling the truth, and he reached down around those hips and grabbed his cock. It was hard, very hard.

“See? I want this. My body wants this. Now, fuck me!” Without warning, the boy impaled himself onto Kale's cock, sheathing him in one quick thrust. Vander shuddered and breathed raggedly. “Oh fuck! FuckFuckFuck! Oh god! I, oh shit, Kale! Fuck me! Now!”

Reacting merely on instinct, Kale pulled out and shoved back in, the slickness of the water nothing at all like lube, and bringing a sharp friction right through the condom. He didn't think he'd be able to last long. “Oh fuck, this is...It's...”

Vander writhed beneath him, mewing. “I know! Come on, Kale! Fuck me!”

Not one to disappoint, Kale started a slow, shallow rhythm, carefully pushing past the restricting layers of muscle. Eventually, he was able to seat himself comfortably and he took a shaky breath, trying to calm himself. There was movement from the blond below and he glanced down. Van's arm was shifting swiftly back and forth in the unmistakable motions of jerking off while those narrow hips shifted from side to side. “Van? What...?”

Vander moaned beneath him, his arm speeding up even more. “Oh fuck, I gotta come! This feels so fucking good! If you're not gonna move, then I'll finish myself off! I'm not waiting for you!”

Ugh! Sometimes the boy was just so, so, selfish! And Kale wasn't going to wait either! With a firm grip on Vander's hips, he pulled all the way out, then slammed right back in roughly. Vander squeaked and had to put both hands on the floor again to keep from falling forward.

Kale listened to him whimper happily as he pounded into that willing flesh. The tight wrap of the other's body pulled at him tightly and he grasped at Vander's slim waist, plunging deeper and harder.

“Oh Kale! Uhhhhgggn! Yes! So good, Baby! So good!” Vander writhed and finally collapsed, shoulders falling to the floor and his cheek pressing into the carpet. His hands flew back to pull at Kale's thighs, bringing him to the hilt and rotating his hips in time with each press of skin. “Oh fuck me! Fuck! Ohhhhhhhhh!” Then Vander was arching up once more, back trembling and Kale heard him gasp as he came for the second time, spilling onto the rug once more.

His splayed his fingers across the blond's twitching back, and he stroked down his knobby spine, calming him as he kept thrusting, almost to the point himself.

Vander lay panting and grunting as Kale pumped into him. Then, with the heat coiling sharply in his gut, Kale bent over, pressing his lips to Vander's bare back, and he came, moaning unashamedly as he humped a few more desperate times into that tight body.

Then he relaxed with a soft groan, slowly pulling out and slipping off the soiled condom. He debated for a moment on what to do with it, too tired to throw it away, and he just let it fall to the floor, where he lay himself down, next to his lover.

Vander was breathing heavily, still in the same pose, head on the floor and ass in the air. Kale loved when he did that. It was so sexy to see him like that. He reached out and stroked his fingers across the blond's ass, dipping into the cleft and tickling the reddened skin.

“Stop that.” Came Vander's muffled voice from the rug. “You'll just start me up again.”

Kale snorted. “Yeah right. You're probably so sore right now, that you can't even move.”

“Shut up.” But he stayed like that, proving Kale correct.

With a shaky laugh, Kale rolled over and coaxed his stubborn lover onto his back. Vander complied with a grumble, and lay flat, arms spread out again.

Kale wanted to snuggle into his arms and he slid closer, attempting to do just that.

But Vander stopped him with a whine. “Noooo. I'm all hot and sweaty again, you jerk.”

Kale stared in disbelief at the little blond. “You're kidding, right?”

Vander turned away. “No, you horny bastard, leave me alone.”

“Why you little...” Kale reached out and grabbed the last unmelted ice cube, an evil smirk curving his lips.


THE END

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