Chapter 4

When Marko woke the next morning he felt happier than he had in a long time, he turned to lie on his side so that he could watch the man sleeping next to him. An instant smile tucked the corners of his lips and silently crept closer to him. The first rays of the morning sun played in the golden brown hair sprawled across the pillow. Marko wanted to get closer, wanted to feel the warmth of his skin against his own, his lips ghosted over Nai’s sleeping face while he moved his weight over him, straddling his lap. A gentle almost shy kiss was placed on Nai’s lips.

“Nai, is anyone home?” Came the soft whisper.
“Mmh..?” Nai stirred slowly from his sleep that wasn’t ready to leave him so easily. “No…not home…he went shopping…” He yawned while his arm sneaked around the blonde’s neck. Marko snickered before he gave him another kiss.

“When will he be back? From shopping? Can you tell him to hurry?” Marko asked and kissed the tip of Nai’s nose.
“Don’t know.” Nai chuckled and kissed Marko’s cheek, “maybe we should call him?”

“Yes,” Marko agreed, “I’ll dial the number.” He whispered with soft amusement in his voice before he leaned down once more to kiss Nai’s nose, lips, cheeks and ears, his fingers then gently twirling the nipples and kissing each soon after before laying his head against his chest so he could hear Nai’s heart beat. “It’s ringing.” He sighed happily.

Nai couldn’t help but to moan over Marko’s actions; he really knew how to wake him up. “Mmm…Nai’s here.” He whispered while his finger caressed the boy’s temple.

“Hello Nai, I missed you.” Marko whispered closing his eyes and smiling, the beat of Nai’s heart felt so calming to listen.
“I missed you too,” Nai sighed looking down at the others beautiful face. “I’ll be right back.”

“Okay…” Marko whispered opening his eyes and soon after kissed Nai’s chest, his finger softly caressing his nipples.
“Alright, alright! I’m back!” Nai’s back arched under Marko’s actions and he was starting to pant.
 
Marko grinned and brought his head up, beaming as he looked down at Nai, “yay,” he whispered and leaned down to give him a big wet kiss, which was eagerly returned.

“I’m hungry…” Nai whispered after breaking the kiss, his hand stroking the blond hair.

“We could go and eat pears!” Marko suggested, lifting himself up on sitting position, “Though riding would be fun.” He snickered moving his butt over Nai. “But my horse needs fuel I think.”

Nai cocked his eyebrow, “what kind?” He asked while slowly starting to rub his hips against Marko, his hands resting on his thighs.

“I should ask my horsie,” Marko grinned innocently; his finger on his lips, moving his hips in slow yet firm motion. “It’s hungry, right?”

Nai sat up, his fingertips touching Marko’s back, “are you trying to starve me by keeping me in bed?” He asked with soft gentle voice and kissed his neck, jaw and ear.

“No, I don’t want you to starve…” Marko replied with s soft moan that followed his words, his eyes closed and his arms wrapped around the other. “I’ll feed my horse and then maybe when he’s full he’ll have the energy to give me a ride?”

“Then hurry up…” Nai whispered, “or…” he paused, his fingernail digging into the smooth skin of the boy’s back which caused a small whimper like sound.

“Or?” Marko breathed out shivering slightly.

“Or you can always ride me.” Nai answered lying back again and smiling gently, “I would like you to.”

“I can?” Marko smiled his face lighting up almost like a child’s whose just been offered his favourite candy. Slowly he started rocking against Nai, who bit his lip, eyes closing, moan escaping his lips.

“You’re… you’re trying to seduce me, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am…. is it bad? Am I?” Marko grinned looking down at him slowly continuing to rub his butt against Nai’s hardening organ.

“Not bad… good.” Nai answered and opened his eyes. “Do what you want,” he requested reaching for Marko, begging for another kiss. The blond smiled softly leaned down and brought his lips against his, moaning into the kiss as it grew deeper, both of their need progressing to almost unbearable.
“Need you…” Nai panted his hips thrusting forward demandingly.

Marko quickly scanned the room and spotted the body lotion on the bedside table. He reached for it, brought his lips on Nai’s while he opened the bottle, spreading the lotion on his hands and then on Nai’s organ and his own opening. “Need you so bad…” He breathed out between kisses.

It wouldn’t be gentle this time, Nai knew it and Marko knew it, but they both needed it. “God, please Marko…” Nai begged trying to speed up the process by lifting his hips to meet Marko’s perfect ass.

Marko took the hold of Nai’s organ and guided it against his opening starting to push himself against it whimpering slightly as it slid inside, he had been prepared to feel some pain and knew it would pass soon and make room for the pleasure. He kept moving until Nai’s length was completely buried inside, his movements stilled for awhile, letting his body to get used to the feeling, his fingers caressing Nai’s nipples.

Nai gritted his teeth, the pleasure he was feeling had grown so intense that it was difficult to control his own movements.

“Oh Nai…” Marko moaned as he slowly started to move against Nai, finally he sat up his hands caressing Nai’s chest, he smiled down at him beginning to ride him searching for the right ankle and speed that would feel good for them both.

Nai looked up at Marko’s face admiring his beauty, the light coming from behind him that made his hair almost glow; reminding him of an angel. He moved his hand to stroke Marko’s arousal in the rhythm of his movements.

Marko tasted the salty taste of his own sweat over his lips, his pace only grew faster as the pleasure kept building inside, churning in the bottom of his stomach, he wouldn’t last long and he knew it.
“I’m…soon…” He breathed out, closing his eyes tightly, the familiar warmth spreading inside him.

To Nai Marko simply looked divine and he brought his hips up to better meet with Marko’s movements. “Marko…” He half screamed, half moaned as he couldn’t hold it in any longer and released himself inside the warmth of the other.

Marko collapsed on top of Nai, his body feeling completely relaxed after his orgasm, he sighed with content. “mmmh, perfect way to wake up.” He muttered against Nai’s chest, not ready to move just yet.

Nai sighed happily and satisfied, lifting his head to kiss Marko’s forehead. “Perfect… but I’m still hungry. “ He whispered yet he was not ready to let Marko go and held him closer.

“We’ll eat soon,” Marko muttered, “We can eat pears and bread and… all kind of good things… But first I need a shower; I’m all sweaty and sticky… maybe I stick on to you…” Marko snickered.

“You stuck to me few days ago,” Nai noticed and smiled, “are you going to wake me like this every morning? Not that I’m complaining.”

“I just might,” Marko grinned widely, “good to know that you wouldn’t complain.” He said and pulled himself slowly from on top of Nai. “Hm…and now shower and breakfast?”

Nai nodded, “Now shower, but…” with wide grin he pushed Marko back onto the bed, “me first!” He said and rushed towards the bathroom.

“Oh you’re no gentleman Nai!” Marko laughed, rushing up to catch him, “that’s evil, my butt is sore I need sympathy!” He jokingly complained.

Nai turned leaning against the bathroom door, laughing, “sorry,” he panted trying to catch his breath, “so sorry, maybe we should toss a coin?”

“Nah, no need, we can go together!” Marko grinned.

“Agreed,”  Nai smiled kissing the blonde’s nose before taking his hand and leading him into the bathroom.

The warm water around the felt heavenly, Marko smiled softly as he took the sponge squeezing some shower gel on it and starting to wash Nai’s chest and arms, slowly and carefully, going down to his butt, kissing his neck tenderly, exploring and loving every inch of the body before him.

“Your turn,” He smiled after rinsing the soap away and turned so that his back was against the other male, he glanced from over his shoulder, couldn’t stop grinning; he just felt so insanely happy.

Nai looked at Marko’s body; flawless, smooth and wonderful.  His fingertips caressed his flesh, cleaning and worshipping, “you’re beautiful.” He whispered when his hand moved between his thighs, “so beautiful.”

Marko smiled happily and reached to kiss him, he loved how the other touched him; so perfect and so gentle, making him shiver from pleasure.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

“You’re most welcome,” Nai smiled washing the soap off, “now, feed me.” He grinned reaching for the towel and wrapping it around Marko before taking one for himself.

“I will,” Marko beamed, wrapped the towel around his waist and planted a haste kiss on Nai’s lips before leaving the bathroom, happily humming to himself.

Nai followed the boy with curiosity; it was interesting to watch him, he couldn’t help but to smile, the boy was so…lively. He watched as Marko moved around the kitchen, opening and closing cabinets, arranging the breakfast for them, he couldn’t take his eyes off of him.
“How old are you?” He finally asked.

“I’m 18, I’ll turn 19 in April.” The boy smiled, “how old are you?”

“21 now, my birthday is in June.” Nai took a sip of his coffee, “you know English quite well, how come?”

“Because… I like foreigners.” Marko chuckled, “Because I wish to travel more, one day.” He added and sat in front of the table. “I could ask the same?”

“I travel a lot.” Nai answered starting to eat, “it’s not that great, you have home, it’s something to appreciate.”

“Home is home only if you have people there that you love, otherwise it’s just a shell and you feel lonely.” Marko sighed, “I know, I have my grandmother, but I’m losing her, each time she members less and less and it’s so difficult to let go… and… I used to have friends, not anymore… I think it would be just easier to start over at some place different. You know?”

"I told you, I envy you. You have a place while I have none."

“Perhaps I shouldn’t complain so much, you’re right…” Marko nodded. “I’m happy now,” He added after a moment of silence and smiled, “and it’s pointless to plan too far ahead, isn’t it? Things change; you’ll never know what happens in the future no matter how you plan it. Like us meeting for examble.”

“Mhm,” Nai nodded, he almost wanted to ask what Marko would do today if he hadn’t met him, but then again he thought he already knew; he would be hurt because of that man. “Marko,” he spoke his name out softly, looking straight in his eyes.

“What Nai?”

“You can touch me whenever you want.” He whispered blushing.

Marko grinned, his eyes lit up and his feet reached to touch him under the table, “I wonder if you know what you just got yourself into.”

“I think I know,” Nai smiled.

“Good and the same goes the other way too.” Marko told him nodding his head and taking a bite of a sandwich he had prepared. “You should eat Nai,” he reminded him gently.

“Yeah, I think I should.” Nai grinned and started to eat, “it’s good.”

“You know what we should do?” Marko asked taking a sip of his coffee. “Mmh, I love coffee.”

"No idea, I'm not used to having free time..."


"Build a snowman; have you ever build a snowman, Nai?" The tone was playful.

 "Never, we lack snow in Italy or south Japan, I would love to." He looked through the window, "it’s a beautiful day, isn't it?..."

"Yes it is, a perfect day." Marko eagerly nodded hurrying to finish his sandwich, “then we can make some hot chocolate,” he muttered between bites and took some juice to wash his food down. “And oh! Let’s get some delicacy pudding!” He exclaimed excited now, his happiness made him excited and he wondered if it would freak out the other, but it was just going to perfect day, he knew it; snowman, hot chocolate, pudding and sex, yup nothing could beat that.

“Marko,” Nai smiled at hyperactive behaviour. “Marko, calm down, first we need to get dressed!” He pointed at the towel, “then we can do the other things, I don’t want you to get cold.”

“But wouldn’t it be funny, if we’d go out and make a snow man dressed only in our towels?” The blonde snickered. “I wonder how long it would take until someone would call the cops for indecent behaviour.”
 
 "We can but then we couldn't do other things if we end up arrested, it's no fun" Nai chuckled before finishing his coffee. "I think I'll try my new cloths now."

“Okay,” Marko nodded. “I bet I can dress up faster than you!” He said then before jumping up from his seat and rushing to the bedroom, yes he was indeed feeling quite hyper that day.

Nai sighed walking after him, not running. Marko’s carefree behaviour still fascinated him, would he have been the same in his age? He wondered… perhaps, if his brother had still been there.

Marko realised that he was behaving quite childishly with his behaviour as he quickly pulled his clothes on, Nai probably didn’t care who won, however when he was done and turned to look at Nai he gave the brunet a proud grin, “I think I just made a new well record, I would have done so well in the army had I gone there.”

“Why didn’t you?” Nai asked still looking through his own clothes. “I’ve heard its fun.”

“Uh, all those orders? All those weapons? I don’t know, I think it’s saver if I’m not allowed to handle a gun and I don’t think I could kill… and I’m too… well, I am who I am, I’m not too good at following the rules.” He said and sat down on the bed to watch as Nai got dressed. “No, army isn’t the place for me; I admire people who do go… defending ones country is important…but…” He shrugged his shoulders. “I just think I couldn’t kill if it would come down to that.”

“Army is not only about orders, weapons. There are friends, people you can count on.” Nai told him while dressing, “and as for killing… you can’t tell you couldn’t do it until you face a mortal danger.” He said and gave him a sad look.

“Hm, perhaps you’re right… I guess anyone could if one has to choose between life and death? If one has to choose in order to survive…. I just hope I never have to find out, I mean come face to face with such situation. But I understand what you mean.” Marko noticed Nai’s sad expression and smiled gently wanting to cheer him back up. “Let’s rather think of the snowman that we’re going to build.”

“Mmm… but first I have to comb my hair, without combing my hair won’t look so awesome.” Nai smiled now, “we left it in living room, didn’t we?” He asked already heading towards the room.

“Would you like me to comb your hair?” Marko offered.

“I would love it if you would.” Nai smiled and sat down in front of the couch giving the comb to the boy who took it and sat behind him.

“I wonder if I should grow my hair longer…” Marko mused while gently running the comb down in the silky brown hair.  Right now his own was reaching the halfway of his ears, not too short, not too long… he wondered if long would make him look too much like a girl, on Nai it suited.

“I like you the way you are now.” Nai sighed happily. “What about school?” He asked leaning better against Marko.

“I only went to basic school,” The blonde answered, “I wasn’t very good at concentrating… my life was sort of messed up, my grades started slipping.”

“Pity… I finished my, hm… education five years ago, I wish I could continue.” Nai said and touched his hair to check, “wonderful, thank you.”

“No problem,” Marko grinned and leaned down to kiss his cheek, “Now let’s go out,” He whispered softly.


**^^**^^**^^**

Two weeks passed with them getting to know each other better, getting closer, Nai was starting to get more and more used to the other boy, attached even, he cared and sometimes it worried him, other times it felt too nice to really worry about it.

He got up every morning around five, needing to think, needing a walk; it had really become as some sort of ritual for him. Like every morning after waking he spend some minutes just studying Marko who slept soundly beside him, smiled at his peaceful expression and kissed his forehead before getting up. He got dressed in silence, not wanting to wake the other.

 Less than five minutes and he was out. Nai took a deep breath; air felt so fresh, so cold, instantly clearing his thoughts, one last glance towards the bedroom window, before he was on his way.


Marko stirred from his sleep when the front door was knocked on, little confused, searching for the warmth beside him that was lacking, he glanced towards the alarm clock; 5:06am, so Nai was on his regular morning walk. Another knock; more persistent this time, he sat up covering a yawn with his hand, licking his lips, his thinking still fuzzy after such rude awakening.  He got up, shivered from cold; he liked to sleep nude and now had difficulties relocating his clothes. It was probably Nai, who else could it be? Forgotten his keys? That must have been it.

Another knock,
“Yeah, yeah…” He muttered finally discovering his boxers and pulling them on, then simply taking the coverlet from the bed and wrapping it around himself lazily making his way towards the door, he would let Nai in and head back to sleep, early mornings just didn’t sit well with him. How evil to forget keys like that –he thought to himself, not even checking the peephole, too certain that it would be Nai and no one else. “It’s insane to wake at this hour…” He muttered, preparing to give Nai a glare that would later remind him of the importance of taking the key with him on these early walks.

He gasped when he saw the first glimpse of his ex, he wanted to scream but the voice stuck to his throat and he had no time to react when Peter already forced himself in, grasping him quickly. Sweaty hand over his mouth, the door closed with a click, hint of alcohol on the older man’s breath, not too strong but there. Marko felt his head knocking against the hallway closet; he tried to kick when the blanket was harshly pulled from him. Heavy breathing, “Don’t you look sweet my dear.” Hands roaming all over, breathing sweat, struggle, kiss; a tongue in his mouth, he bit down to it; a hiss, taste of blood, a harsh kick on the man’s leg.

He stumbled away from him, panic, his heart was racing, he heard the man scream; he was somewhere behind him and Marko wanted to scream, it came out as a whimper when he fell onto the floor. This wasn’t happening he thought as he was roughly pulled up, odd sound formed from the bottom of his throat, the man’s palm contacted with his cheek harshly, causing him to yelp.

Hands were everywhere, he tried to fight, pull away, escape, and everything was blurry, moments flashing before his eyes.

“You little slut…” another slap, somehow Marko noticed that they had moved into the living room, a picture fell from the wall, the glass shattered to pieces, he struggled, but the man was stronger. “Shut the fuck up!” Another slap, Marko stared at the ceiling, his head was spinning, the light seemed bright, he was unsure when it had been lit; he licked his lip and tasted blood. Hands suddenly wrapped around his throat and squeezed Marko felt the tears in his eyes, his mind was screaming for Nai, he needed Nai, needed his help; his distress grew stronger minute by minute.

He gasped for air when the hands finally released his throat, “I’ve been watching you two, he leaves every morning this same time… we have time… just you and me love.” The man chuckled darkly, his breathing was heavy, something shiny; a knife, Marko let out a choked cry when his underwear was cut from him, torn to pieces.

His legs were forced open violently, the rug felt unpleasant under his naked back, it hadn’t felt that way when… It couldn’t happen here, not here where he and Nai had first….

Pete spat at his face the same time as his slick fingers forced themselves inside of him, “filthy whore, I’ll show you…you get it good now…”

Click, rustle of fabric, another slap, Marko cried out, “thought you could leave me like that? Huh? You got it wrong Marko…”
 
The sharp pain penetrated him, no lube just spit… he let out choked cry, trembling beneath the other not wanting to believe it was really happening.

“So fucking tight…” Groaning, moaning, constant slaps and the pain that just kept growing. In the back of his mind Marko was desperately calling out for Nai.

The man above him stilled, pulled out slowly and for a small moment he already thought it would be over, small moment quickly gone. Rough hands grasped him pulling towards the coffee table; glass fell and broke on the floor, the edges rubbed against his pelvis causing pain more so when he was once more penetrated.

Nausea, taste of blood, distant sounds, groaning, slapping, the grip of his hair was painful, his neck twisted backwards, a loud roar like sound when the man finally released himself into his abused channel, somewhere between his own sobbing, whispers from Pete he heard another sound; a pained moan that did not belong to himself or the man who had just violated him.

**^^**^^**

Nai knew he was addicted and he couldn’t bear the thought of leaving him, not now, not when it felt so good. He looked at his cell phone; dozens of unanswered messages… but he didn’t care, he wanted to stay with Marko. He looked at his surroundings; simple block of flats, full of people and memories and Nai wanted more of it.

Suddenly his knees gave up… something was wrong, something with Marko. He felt pain, distress, instant and growing distress… Marko, instant need and cry of help; he felt it somehow and wasted no time, he needed to get to him. He ran, ran as fast as he could, through the streets, until reaching the right building, stairs up; two, even three at the time, the bad feeling had increased to cause him physical pain. He hastily opened the front door; signs of struggle, the sounds… he quickly reached the living room the sight making him nauseous and petrified, “No,” he moaned, shaking his head not wanting to see what he saw.

Marko was crying and trembling in the man’s hold that quickly pulled him against himself from the coffee table on which he had just been raped, a knife was placed on his throat, he hardly could see through his tears, just a blurry shape of Nai, the strong feeling of his presence.

Nai watched the scene in front of him, still petrified; Marko’s lip and nose was bleeding, dripping blood over his naked chest, cuts and bruises, a knife that was held against his throat scared him, he was scared for Marko,
“I’m just taking back what belongs to me.” The man hissed and Nai felt his vision darken, he was 16 again. “No!!”

Peter’s lips twisted into a sick smile seeing the fearful expression on the brunets face. He stood up slowly, forcing Marko to stand with him. If the man was honest, he was slightly nervous as well, the other boy had returned too early and he hadn’t forgotten the last time. “Just stay back and I won’t be forced to hurt him.”

Something inside snapped, Nai’s head felt empty, his expression lacking emotion, eyes half close, almost in trance, walking closer ignoring the man’s threat.

“Stay back I mean it!” The man threatened and to make his words clear, he pressed the blade against the blonde’s neck just enough to draw small amount of blood, but not enough to danger his life.

Nai breathed in and out, his face was pale, chalk white like deaths.
“I can’t…” He whispered. The man would not survive; he sealed his fate by threatening Marko; someone he cared, someone he needed.

Peter felt himself trembling, his intention was not to kill the youth he held, his intention had all the while been to get his revenge and perhaps take him with him before the other would have returned, he had counted on having more time; mistake.
“Don’t be stupid boy, you want your boyfriend dead?!” The blood from the small wound stained his hand.

The sight of Marko’s blood on the hand of the one who had attacked him so brutally was final nail to the monster’s coffin. It was enough, Nai’s turn now; his movements were too fast for the other to react. Nai worked silently and calm while grasping the man’s wrist, making him drop the knife and dragging him away from Marko. He twisted his arm behind his back, snap; dislocating the bone, scream of agony; satisfying because it belonged to the monster.

The man panted, gritted his teeth’s; waves of pain moving through his body and he still found it difficult to believe that this young, almost frail looking man could possess such strength. He kicked back as hard as he could, hoping to get the youths hold of him loosen.

 The kick only made Nai hiss and push the man harder against the wall; he wanted to hurt, to revenge, for himself, for Marko. Only the thought of Marko made him calmer and caused his grip to loosen up slightly.

The man instantly took advantage of the loosened hold and pushed his weight backwards to knock the other off his balance, his undamaged hand blindly reaching for the youth’s hair; pulling harshly to get free completely.

Nai hissed, worked on instinct and reached for his hair releasing the man at the same time and as pushed backwards the watcher tripped and fell onto the coffee table with low groan.
Peter smiled through his pain seeing now that he had the upper hand, he quickly grasped the knife from the floor and approached the brunet.
“It didn’t have to come to this…” He hissed raising the knife and trying to stab him.

Nai’s eyes snapped wide open in shock then instantly narrowed. His hands sprung forward to grasp the other’s hand and the knife that was already close to his body, not caring that the blade cut his own hand further now; better than to get stabbed on his chest.

Peter cursed, “Fucking crazy…” He muttered and struggled to push forward, knowing that he couldn’t afford losing this fight now, had to ignore pain for now.

Marko who had been dazed over shock and pain, finally snapped awake to what was going on; Nai’s hand was bleeding, Peter was trying to kill him. He pulled himself up slightly from the floor, moving awkwardly forward more by instinct than logic, crawling, body trembling, the wound on his neck bleeding slowly, his mind cloudy, but having one coal. He reached the struggling pair, forced his exhausted body to find the needed energy; he grasped the man’s belt pulling him backwards and away from Nai.

Peter growled in anger; two distractions, he turned quickly narrowed his eyes and kicked the blond so hard that he fell on the floor with a pained cry; he would deal with him later. Right now he had a bigger problem to get rid of; the brunet, at that point Peter was really ready to kill.

Hearing Marko’s cry made Nai lose it again. He might have been able to hold back if he would have been the one to hurt, but Marko’s pain filled cry simply made him snap. Without even thinking he kicked the man in the stomach, making him lose his balance and moving quickly Nai pushed the man back onto the floor with furious snarl.

The man panted, eyes wide with surprise, quickly to defend himself he grasped the boy’s wounded hand and squeezed in order to free himself.

Pain made Nai frown, but anger was too great to stop him now. His other hand closed into a fist and aimed at the monster’s face; once, twice, savouring the wet noises. He wanted to inflict pain before he would…

Peter let go of the youth’s hand to try and protect his face from further pain, “Stop, enough!” He begged with hoarse voice, tasting the blood in his mouth, blood that was also running down from his now broken nose.

“Did you stop when he begged?” Nai asked with low whisper forcing the man to look at him. “Did you?! Then why should I?” There was no return now, Nai’s hands closed around the man’s neck still looking in the monsters eyes. He wanted to see the fear, wanted the other to understand fully before… He smirked briefly when seeing the fear reflecting from those pale eyes as he squeezed harder not even feeing the pain anymore, anger overpowered it and satisfaction over getting final revenge.

He looked down, with cold calm expression over his features as he watched the life slowly escaping from the monster beneath him, monster who had hurt the one he cared for. Finally after some minutes it was over, the man was dead and Nai let go, sat back and close his eyes, took a deep breath; he had given his punishment; such a disgusting thing simply didn’t deserve to live, didn’t deserve forgiveness, not from either of them.



Web published: August 28th, 2009.

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