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See Part I for Summary and Disclaimers~
After gathering the potion ingredients for the day day and finishing with the contract, Hengist and Neville sat down to eat a simple meal of bread, cheese and ale. Both of them were too tired to cook. After the meal was completed and as the sun was setting, Neville yawned as he watched Hengist sitting by the window trying to darn his socks in the last of the available daylight.
Neville stretched his arms and yawned again.
"Tired, Neville?" asked Hengist with a smile.
"Sorry, yes, I guess today took a bit more out of me than I realized," replied Neville.
Hengist waved his hand towards the stairs.
"Go on, then, go up to bed. I'll join you as soon as I've finished here."
Neville looked down at his jumper, pants and shoes. He had nothing in the way of nightwear. He could always strip down to his underwear, but he was extremely self-conscious about his body.
"Umm...Hengist,I don't have any other clothes but what I'm wearing," said Neville.
Hengist seemed to understand.
"There's a clean night tunic under my pillows. Take that. I have another I can use," said Hengist generously.
Hengist bit the thread to cut it.
Neville let out a sigh of relief.
"Yes, thanks. I'll go up now," he said.
Hengist didn't look up from his work, so Neville got up from his chair and started to go up the sturdy ladder that led to the loft.
Hengist watched as Neville climbed. Every time Neville's bottom moved, Hengist licked his lips. He wanted so badly to cup those delicious full buttocks in his hands. Did Neville know the effect he had on Hengist? Probably not. Neville seemed an overly modest young man. Hengist laid down his darning, his hands trembling as he did so.
'This won't do at all' he thought. 'Neville is a guest in my home and under my protection now' he reminded himself. Hengist took several deep breaths to calm his body before he followed Neville. He could behave himself around Neville...he'd have to.
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Neville had just finished pulling on the longish tunic that acted as a sort of nightshirt when Hengist started up the stairs. Neville quickly folded his clothes and put them on top of a rough wardrobe which was the only piece of furniture in the loft besides the bed.
Neville quickly scooted under the covers and then promptly sneezed. What were these pillows made of? There were no sheets on the bed per say but there was some sort of linen that covered the mattress. The mattress was lumpy and made a slight crinkly sound as he shifted in the bed. At least there was a comforter of sorts that would cover them and keep them warm. With the fire downstairs the loft was definitely chilly. Spring in Scotland was a cold time.
Neville watched Hengist reach inside his wardrobe to get another nightshirt. Hengist began to pull his tunic over his head. Neville stared at Hengist's upper body. Although not that much taller than Neville, Hengist was sheer powerful muscle, looking for the entire world like some supple, graceful big cat. There was a little fair hair on his chest and his nipples were a rosy shade of pink. When Hengist started to take his leggings off Neville tore his eyes away.
Hengist chuckled to himself. So shy.
Neville ventured a peek out from under his eyelashes. Hengist had turned his back and was now completely naked. Hengist shook out his nightshirt and started to pull it over his head. Neville's mouth went dry as he studied Hengist's long sturdy legs that led to his muscular buttocks. He was truly a beautiful man. Neville wasn't sure of his age but he'd be willing to bet that Hengist was only about twenty.
As the nightshirt slithered down over Hengist's body, Neville shook himself out of his daze.
He'd been checking out his new friend and that was just plain wrong. Neville blushed and turned, facing away from the side of the bed Hengist was on. For Merlin's sake, he'd lived in a dorm with other boys since his first year. What was different about this situation?
Neville stiffened as he felt the bed dip, creaking as it did so.
Neville felt the mattress sag in the middle, and before he could stop himself, his body fell into the depression in the middle of the mattress with Hengist.
"Sorry, so sorry," said Neville as he tried to scramble out of the way.
"No," said Hengist hiding his smile. "No worries. I should have told you. This mattress does that. I'm afraid we'll have to make the best of it."
Neville tried to pull his backside out of the way, but Hengist's rough hands reached out and pulled his hips back against his front.
"It's alright, Neville," he said roughly into his ear. "Here, we'll just sleep like spoons."
Neville was very sure he was never going to sleep with Hengist warming his back and buttocks, but he'd have to try or, at least, fake it.
Hengist threw an arm over Neville's waist and soon his breathing deepened.
With each puff of his warm breath on Neville's neck he seemed to move in even tighter around Neville.
Neville felt his cock start to fill and lengthen. 'Merlin's beard!' he thought. 'Not now'.
Neville dug his fingernails into his hands and willed his burgeoning erection away.
After some minutes, his body finally subsided. Neville drew some long breaths and tried to relax. He wouldn't be good for anything the following day if he didn't get some rest.
The warmth of their bodies, front to back, finally started to lull Neville into sleep. Half awake, he gazed out the window in the loft bedroom and saw the pale moon lighting up the landscape around them. 'So strange and yet so familiar' he thought before sleep finally took him.
tbc
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