Own Pleasure

"You okay, prince?" Mikhail asked towering over Philip, who was lying in bed, already dressed up properly.

"Yes, I'm good, just a little tired I think" Philip said smiling at the other.

"Did you like it?"

"What?"

"Your second lesson Phil, did you like it?"

"Oh..." He blushed "Yes, I d-didn't think it would be this g-good" He said shyly.

"Are you sure?" He asked raising an eyebrow, cupping one of the boy's cheeks.

"Yes, I'm sure, it's just everything new, you know?"

"Am I going too fast? There's something you didn't like or that scared you?" Mikhail asked sitting up beside Philip.

"Mike, calm the fuck down, it's everything okay, you made me feel amazing and nothing scared me, okay?"

"Okay, but why do you look worried?"

"As I said, it's just a new experience, and actually yes, it's a little bit scary, but it isn't because of you, you're being surprisingly pretty good to me" He said reassuring the older while holding his hands "I'm still processing things, nothing more, so stop it and stop asking these type of questions, you're making me embarrassed." He slapped Mikhail's arm.

"Yes, Your Highness!" And Philip slapped him again.

"Mikhail"

“Hm?” He looked up.

"What time is it?" Philip asked.

"4:30 PM, why?" Mikhail said looking at the phone.

"Then I have to go, I can't show up at work looking tired and today I'll be there till 3 AM, so I want to take a nap before work"

"You can take a nap here and then I'll drop you at work if you want" Mikhail said.

"You sure?"

"Of course!"

"Okay then, thanks" Philip said going to lie down again.

"Take a shower first so you can relax and rest better" Mikhail said softly stroking Philip's hair.

"I don't have clothes with me"

"You can borrow mine"

Philip nodded.

"Go to the bathroom, there’s already clean towels there and I'll bring you some clothes in a minute”

He nodded, entered the bathroom, took his clothes off, going to the shower.

He heard Mikhail opening the door, leaving the clothes in the sink, and closing it again.

While the younger was in the shower, Mikhail also took his, taking time to ask himself some questions he hadn't thought about until today.

'Am I right to approach Philip the way I'm doing?'

'Why did he look so scared at first?'

'If he prefers to be hairless, why didn't he shave before?'

To be honest, the last thought was the one that made Mikhail think the most about.

But Philip said he was okay and Mikhail didn't have to worry about it, so he allowed himself to relax a little.

In that bathroom, since he was hard from the intimate moment a few minutes ago, the raven-haired boy also took the time to relieve himself...

Sliding his right hand down his abdomen until it touches the head of his dick, he closed his eyes stroking the tip with his thumb, imagining Philip…

The image of a squirming Philip, calling his name and begging to cum, this time being clearer than he had ever been able to imagine.

"Oh shit..."

Now he started stroking his member slowly, applying pressure in the right places, biting his lips, and letting out a muffled moan.

With his eyes closed tightly, all he could see was Philip kneeling in front of him, those big eyes with freckles around them looking deep into his eyes, small hands playing with his length and balls.

He stroked faster.

The boy, in his head, stuck out his tongue, licking a strip from the base to the top of his cock looking at him with a mischievous expression, one he's never seen on that boy's face, but from now on he was craving for it so bad.

"Yes, baby"

He stroked even faster, twisting his hands on his dick to give more pleasure, the pre cum coming out of his cock started to mix with the water.

"Philip... Fuck, yes" And faster...

Mikhail began to feel contractions in his pelvis indicating his orgasm, he stroked frantically imagining the other boy's mouth on his cock.

"Phil..."

And he came, throwing his head back, breathing heavily.

He opened his eyes looking at the floor, ashamed of having done this while the boy in his thoughts was right there in his bedroom bathroom.

Mikhail finished his bath, putting on a sweatshirt and shorts, leaving the bathroom to enter his room.

Unexpectedly, Philip was there already, sitting on the bed dressed in a hoodie and sweatpants, looking cute, but all in Mikhail's mind was himself praying that Philip hadn't heard him in the bathroom.

"Oh! You done already?" Mikhail asked awkwardly.

"Yeah"

"It was a long time ago?"

"Not that much, maybe 5 minutes?" He answered crossing his legs on the bed.

"Hm, okay then" Relief was what went through his body "So, before you take a nap, do you want to eat something? You're probably hungry" He asked concerned.

"Um... No, I'm good! Thanks, Mikhail!"

"Are you sure?"

Philip nodded, smiling lightly.

"I'll let you rest then, call me if you need anything, yes?" Mikhail said, walking to the door.

"It's your bedroom, you can stay here if you want"

It would be a lie to say he didn’t want to.

"Can I sit beside you then?" Mikhail arched an eyebrow.

"Of course you can, Mike!" The younger palmed his forehead laughing at the other.

Philip lay down on one of the pillows and Mikhail sat beside him, turning to look at the boy reaching his hand to stroke the soft red hair and the younger closed his eyes.

Mesmerized by the boy's face, Mikhail couldn't resist but remember his expressions about an hour ago, and then, sliding his thumb down Philip's cheek, he touched his lips.

"Can I kiss you?" Mikhail whispered.

"I don't even know how many times you kissed me without asking and now you suddenly decided to? What's happening?" The boy frowned.

"Nothing, you looked so relaxed that I just thought I'd ask instead of just going for it" He leaned on one of his elbows approaching Philip "So, can I?"

"Yes, you can"

Both closed their eyes, unconsciously anxious about the warmth of each other's lips, it has been just a week since the first kiss, but the touch of their mouths brings the feeling that they've known each other for years.

Mikhail's arm went around Philip's waist to pull the boy and close the gap between their bodies, the younger started to stroke the back of the other's neck and hair. Mikhail nipped at Philip's bottom lip asking for entrance and when it was allowed he entered with his tongue exploring the younger's mouth.

They stayed like this for at least 5 minutes, until Mikhail bit Philip's lip and released, breaking the make-out section.

"I'm looking like a professional kisser now, huh?" Philip asked, laughing at himself.

"Sure you are, prince" Mikhail said and ruffled Philip's hair "Now that I got my kiss, I'll let you sleep"

"Should I thank you, sir?" Philip asked with sarcasm.

Mikhail's breath caught in his throat at the last word.

"Have a good nap, Phil"

"Thanks, you too" He said, turning his back to Mikhail.

"Wait"

"Hm"

"Can I cuddle with you?" Mikhail asked in a whisper.

"Yes, but why?"

"I don't know, you look comfortable to hold" He said approaching Philip.

"That's weird, but sure, I like cuddles anyway" The younger shrugged.

Then he hugged Philip's waist, placing the younger's head on his chest and starting to stroke his hair again, making him fall deeply asleep.