Nikolai The way Adrian acts like a scared kitten is hilarious. And I seriously have no idea why Olga chose to come to my room at this time. I was about to have a good relaxing blow job and she just….ruined it.“Good morning, Olga.” I greet her in Russia, not bothering to hide the displeasure in my voice. Her coming to knock is not funny at all. And I know why she came. To invite me for breakfast. I know that she cares and worries about me and I am totally grateful and I love her for that. But getting a blowjob from Adrian is exactly what I need in the morning. Not some Russian soup. Hers are fucking delicious though.“Koyla!!” She calls on seeing me. I only open my door slightly and I stand by the entrance. If I don’t do that, she’s going to barge into my room and I don't want that.“Good morning Olga. You sure know how to ruin a good sleep.” I draw out and she eyes me, before playfully hitting my shoulders.“You don’t sleep this late, Koyla. I was worried and curious.” She points ou
Adrian The day goes by quickly. While Nikolai sends Ilya, Kuzma and some other guards on an errand, I stay back. Sometimes, I find it really Annoying that he leaves me out of it. Even if we are doing things behind closed doors, I'm still working under him. I should at least get something to do, Nikolai just doesn't want to hear of it.The moment the clock hits 2, I find myself getting ready to his art room which he asked me to come to. I wonder what's going to happen there. Just when I'm about to step out of the room, my phone in my pocket rings. It's Uncle Sergei.I let out a tired sigh, closing the door back. I go straight into the bathroom to receive the call, as I don't want to risk anyone hearing me.“Uncle Sergei,” My voice is low and composed as I receive the call.“You're slacking Adrian.” That's the first words he says. I inhale sharply as I run my hands through my hair. It's not as easy as it seems.“No, I'm not. I'm only being careful.” I tell him but he mumbles something
Nikolai I smile the moment I see Adrian walk into my Art room. I’ve been waiting for him and he was pretty late. I can only guess that something held him up, that’s why he delayed.“So I should remain standing here?” His words jolt me out of my thoughts and I lift my head, with a smile on my face as I nod, “Yes.” He’s standing behind a stool, but I’m going to make him sit later on. I’m painting him. There’s no way I’m not going to paint the handsome male in front of me. I’ve been meaning to do it, and today happens to be the day since I’m free.“So what should I do next?” He asks with a curious look on his face as I chuckle.“Pull off your shirt, pretty boy,” I smirk, as I take a second look at all my brushes to make sure that they are all perfect. I’ve been painting since I was a little kid, it’s something that I love doing. It calms me down. Whenever I got shunned by Zoya or got beaten up by my father. I always drew or painted something. You can say this art room was my solace and
Nikolai We both move around the room, still kissing each other hard as we come to a stop when Adrian’s back rests against a table. He wraps his hands around my neck, pulling me closer, our bodies almost becoming one as we kiss each other hard. “Fuck it!” He curses, his words barely audible due to the kiss as his hands roam all over my body. His hands find my buttons and he begins to button my shirt. He pulls off the shirt after he’s done and he tosses it aside afterwards. My finger traces through his jawline as I kiss him hard, our tongues dancing in the same sync like we want to take each other's breath away. The moment feels so passionate and intimate and I don’t want it to stop. He finally breaks off from the kiss, going down on his knees the next second. I really love it when he goes down on his knees for me, looking all pretty and ready to be fucked. He does not waste any moment as he lets down the zip of my trousers. His hands make their way into the waistband of my boxer, f
Nikolai My cock slides into his mouth as he begins to suck hungrily on it. Fuck! I've missed this feeling so much, though it has only been like a day that I did not get to feel his mouth wrapped around my cock, it still feels like ages.My ragged breathing coupled with the sound of him gagging fills the room as he brings my cock in and out of his mouth, sucking on it vigorously. “Fuck! Adrian. You really know how to do a good job.” I say out breathlessly, my words breaking as I speak.It feels so fucking out as my dick throbs even more as he makes sloppy sounds, taking in and out.I would really love to take over the reins and fuck his mouth, but I decide not to and just allow him to suck me off instead until I cum. And I know it will not take long before he gets me to cum.Blow jobs from him, just keep getting better and better. He keeps getting better and better. I've never felt this good, not when a woman is sucking off as even a man. Everything feels complete to Adrian. I don't
NikolaiI pour the lube over his arse hole, its scented smell filling the air as it tries to overcome the smell of oil paint. I had long bent him over the table as he sets out his arse for me to fuck. “This is one of the most sexy ass ever.’’ I confess with a smile on my face as I begin to work two of my fingers, in and out of his ass. Honestly, he has the most sexy, perfectly rounded arse ever. He’s so fucking hot, and I can’t help but run my hands over his sexy ass cheeks. My dick is still fucking hard, and I can’t wait to get it into his hole, but I’ll have to prep him with my fingers first.“You’re taking my fingers so well, pretty boy. I know you’ll do the same with my cock.’’ I say with a smirk on my face and I'm rewarded with that sexy moan of his. “Mhm….fuck….mhmm..oh my….fuck.’’ He moans and curses at the same time and hearing him moan out due to the pleasure I'm offering him, makes my whole body tingle with anticipation. His tight hole basically sucks in the whole length o
Adrian As Nikolai and I lie on the bed, I can feel his fingertips drawing an imaginary lie on my back. I have something to ask him and in looking for the perfect way to start asking for my request. I’m fucking nervous, and I hope that he can’t sense that. “Do you have anything to tell me, pretty boy?” He questions, and there is a hint of curiosity in his voice. “You’ve been moving your body nervously and your mouth keeps opening and closing, if you have anything to say to me, spill.” He urges and I suck in a deep breath. We just finished having two rounds of hot sex and my whole body aches, especially my butt hole. My head rests on his chest as o love the feel of the warmth that goes through me as our naked bodies touch. “Well,” I begin as I take a deep breath. I want to take him out of the house, us alone. I want to bring him to Uncle Sergei, just like he had asked me to. I already have the excuse to give to Nikolai. I’m only struggling with how I’ll spill. “Let’s go out.”
Adrian “How long are we going to walk? How far is the deck? It's getting colder.” I can hear the annoyance in Nikolai's voice as we both walk along the pathway. And agreed, it's fucking cold. It's snowing and it seems the coats we are both wearing are not doing too much justice. “I thought that you've lived here in Russia For 30 years and you're used to the cold already?” I taunt with a smile on my face, using the same exact tone that he always uses when he's saying those words. He always flaunts that he's immune to the cold. “Well, it's snowing right on me. And I did not wear enough coats for this particular journey,” He draws out in sarcasm. Thankfully I came prepared. I pull out the backpack I’m carrying and I bring out a fur coat. I noticed that he was wearing just a coat and his gloves, so I brought one just in case.“Wear it.” He casts a glance at me as he collects the coat from me. I knew we were both going to walk because a car can’t pass through this path.“We are almost
Adrian I stiffen the moment I feel Nikolai's lips on mine. Why did he have to do this? I could already feel the walls I had tried so hard to build crumbling when he came close to me and now, he has shattered it with just this kiss. At first, I remain still as I refuse to open my mouth, but he suddenly bites my lower lip and that causes me to open my mouth and he uses that opportunity to drive his tongue in. He doesn't go slow, hell no! He kisses me hard and hungrily, like he's starved, well I'm starved as well and I badly want to kiss him back, but something keeps holding me back. He finally breaks off from the kiss, his heavy breathing filling the room as he looks me straight in the eyes. “I need you.” He says, his voice low and soft as he places his hand on the side of my face. “Don't look away, Adrian. Keep your eyes on mine.” He demands just when I want to look away from him. I oblige and I stare straight into his green eyes. I've always found his eyes so beautiful, fuck they
Adrian I was utterly stunned and clueless and everywhere suddenly became hot in less than a minute. What did Nikolai just say? He loves me? I couldn't bear being in his presence anymore, so I dashed out and came straight to the bathroom and I've lost count of how long I've been in the here.I blink repeatedly as I stare at my reflection in the mirror. He loves me and I still love him as much as I did before. I'm just scared of getting hurt, that's why I asked him to avoid me, and right now, I don't know what to say or do, or how to react. I take in a deep breath as I pull off my coat, tossing it aside. It's so hot. So very hot. I bend over the sink as I turn on the faucet to wash my face but it does nothing to quench the fire burning from within me. I can't go back in there to face Nikolai again, I don't think I can look him in the eye and not break down. Not after this. All my hatred and anger towards him will dissolve once I face him and I don't want that. Or….I do. A part of me
Nikolai Damn! I'm a pro. The best there is. The sweet aroma of my cooking fills the whole room and Adrian keeps staring at me in awe. He really did not expect this. I have tried bringing up a conversation with him as I cook but he does not reply to me and does well to ignore me. I don't probe further. I should be glad that he allowed me into his house and kitchen. At least he didn't throw me out. “Here we are.” I smile as I place a tray of Rye bread and borscht in front of him, alongside a glass of lemon water. After setting down his, I go for my plate as well, before sitting on the chair opposite him. “I didn't ask you to sit.” He snaps in a low voice, picking up his spoon. “I know you want me to stay. You finally have someone eating with you. I know it's so lonely eating alone.” I point out and a sullen look comes up on his face which is immediately replaced with a nonchalant look. “I used to eat alone in your house. So shut up and eat or I will throw you out of my house.” He
Nikolai There is no way I will stay away from Adrian. Never! I will never stay away. We are bound together for life, there is no staying away. I've been sending flowers with an apology note nonstop for two weeks, hoping he would change his mind. It's obvious that he hasn't changed his mind, so I'm going for plan B. Beg him physically, and hang around him till he forgives me. Giving him space did not work. Maybe not giving him space will work. And I think someone is spying on him. I'm not the one.I was driving past the grocery store by pure accident and that was when I saw his bike parked. I came in and saw him standing by the counter to meet him.I slid into my car and I drove behind Adrian’s bike that was speeding away. He can try his best to avoid me, but the fact remains that he is mine and I'm his. We're going to get back together, I will make sure of it. We soon arrive at his place and while he drives to his deckhouse, I pack my car at a corner, seeing that I have to walk the
Adrian “Your bill is 2000 rub, sir.” The Cashier at the counter says in Russian to me as I nod, before reaching into my pocket to get my credit card. “Here.” I hand the card over to her, but her mind seems to be somewhere else as she keeps staring in a direction with flushed cheeks. “Miss,” I call this time in English waving my hand at her and that finally jolts her out of whatever trance that she is in. She's about to collect the card from me when she pauses and I stiffen as well, feeling a strong arm wrap around my shoulder. I literally turn rigid when the familiar scent hits me. Nikolai!! What's he doing here? I can't see his face as he stands behind me, his height slightly towering above me. He's standing so close to me that I can feel his…is this bastard hard? In public?? “Don't worry, I'll pay for my boyfriend.” He utters in Russian and a look of disappointment overshadows the cashier's face as she collects the black card from him. I'm too stunned to speak and my whole body
Adrian Jealousy stirs from within me as I ask, “How do you know that he is cheating? Did he bring a lady home?” I’ll murder Nikolai if he ever does that. However, a part of me believes that he will not do such a thing. He’s not so petty, Is he?“He didn’t bring a lady, dummy. I’ll pluck out her eyes even before she steps into our house. You and Nikolai’s relationship is the only one I will approve of.” I frown.“Then how do you know that he is cheating on me if he did not bring another girl home??” “Because Nikolai has been buying a lot of flowers lately. I’ve been watching him and he always leaves the house with flowers. Roses to be exact. I think he's going on a date with her.” Oh my God. I really want to start laughing at that very moment, but I don’t. That? I’m the one that he brings the flowers to.“He is not seeing another girl, Irina,’’ I state with a soft smile on my face.“How do you know that? Koyla has been doing this for over two weeks! Nonstop!!’’ She exclaims so loudly
Adrian I meant it when I asked Nikolai to ‘STAY AWAY FROM ME!!’ And up till now, I still can't fathom what part of ‘stay away from me’ that he does not understand. Does he want me to say it in Russian and not English? Because I don't fucking get it! It's been two weeks. Two whole weeks of seeing flowers on my deck every morning with a note attached to it, with, ‘I’m very sorry, pretty boy.’ written on it or, ‘I miss you so much, Let's talk?’ ‘I acted out of it. I accept it. Can you just talk to me?’‘My bed is cold without you. I miss your warm kisses.’‘I need you. Not being with you hurts.’‘Can we talk? You know I'm not going to stop right?’‘I miss you. Forgive me.’‘I’m sorry. Fuck! I'm losing my mind without you by my side.’‘I have good news that I would love to share with you. Should I come over for dinner?’ He never misses a day and now, I'm getting tired of it. I don't know what to do with the flowers and I can't even ask him to stop, because I have no idea when he drops
Adrian I heard footsteps. So I came to check it out. I would never have stepped out if I knew that it was Nikolai. But here I am, standing face to face with the bastard that broke my heart to pieces. “Don't come close!! What the fuck are you doing here?” I yell just when he's about to come near me. He is the last person I want to see right now. And my life has been very much peaceful since I left his place. Nothing here reminds me of Nikolai, unlike his house. “Adrian I-” His voice trails off and he looks taken aback. Well, he should. He is not expecting me to start shining my teeth at him the moment he appears at my doorstep, is he? I hope he's not. Not after what he did to me. “What are you doing here, Nikolai?” I ask in a low, composed voice. I'm angry, very pissed, at him and myself and it's taking everything within me not to lash out at him and throw him out of my house. How did he even know that I'm staying here? “Adrian, I came here to talk. Please calm down and hear me o
Nikolai “Any news?” One of my hands is on my steering wheel and the other one is holding my phone to my ear as I wait to hear the reports from Kuzma. “No, Boss.” I feel my heart sink at his reply. Three hours. Three hours of searching around for Adrian, and still there is no news of him. It's like he just disappeared into thin air. I've tried asking Irina if she knows where he went, since she helped in letting him leave, but she claimed that she knows nothing about his whereabouts, as she only helped him to leave because she couldn't watch him being in pain. Fuck! I messed up big time. He must have thought that I was coming home with Tatiana, that's why he left. Seeing he tore a tracker out of his skin, shows how intent he was on leaving me. And I caused everything. I caused this shit. I should have told him all my plans, maybe he wouldn't have left. “How? Have you checked everywhere? Other cities? Check other cities and do it fast!!” My car comes to a screech as I stop the car in