Nathans POV

Phil was cuddling into my side while sleeping. I was glad to finally have him but I somehow still feared something. I didn't know what it was though, was it the reaction my dad could have? Or was it what my friends would say? Was it maybe just their rage for me not speaking to them for a weekend? Or was it even the risk of losing him again?

Ok actually we can cross the first two, my dad never had any problems with me liking boys, even though maybe he didn't like Phil? And my friends are very open minded, I wouldn't hang out with them if they were homophobic or something. But the rage thing is still possible!

I turned to Phil again. He was just so cute when he was sleeping. And his snoring didn't help with making him seem less cute. It just suited him so perfectly. I laid my head down to his collar and cuddled with his sleeping figure for a while.

Gently I let my fingers trail along his torso. He wasn't really muscular but slim and skinny, I actually preferred boys that way. His slow breathing calmed me down again, I had to focus on not falling asleep again.

Then I heard him waking up and decided to help him with it. He opened his eyes and all he could probably see was my face hovering above his. I felt him flinch for a second but his body seemed to relax instantly under me when he realised that it was me hovering above him. His muscles melted from stone hard terror to a puddle of fluid love. A smile started to spread over his lips before he whispered "What are doing there?" in a kind of seductive voice.

"You know, just waking you up." I replied before lowering my head so that I connected his lips with mine. I slid my tongue into his mouth tasting him. I loved to do that and as I let my hand brush along his arm he released a short moan into my mouth.

When I broke the kiss I asked "Moaning because of that already?" before leaving a trail of kisses from his mouth to his neck. "Then I'm exited to know what this will make you do." I placed a few kisses in a circle around a spot by his collar and then started to suck at it. I paused a few times licking over it before continuing and boy did he moan. I had to place one of my hands over his mouth to make sure dad wouldn't hear him and think we're doing something else. When I stopped I licked over the now reddened spot once more and kissed in a circle around it l like I did at the start.

I placed my lips on his again, connecting what felt like it was made for each other, connecting what needed each others, connecting what belonged to each other. And all of them were true. I didn't know why, or how I knew but I belonged to him already, I knew at that moment I'd do anything to keep him with me. I needed him. He was irreplaceable for me. He was perfect.

I let our eyes lock. His stomach made a growling sound, pulling me out of my trance. "I hear you're hungry?" I asked with a smirk. "I know I'm hungry." I added a few seconds later. My fingers were trailing down his upper body at that point. "But I might not only long for something eatable." I said longingly before lowering my head to Phil's ear. Our faces were slightly touching, I could feel my warm breathing on my own skin, redirected by his ear. "I'm hungry for you." I whispered before biting slightly into his ear.

Another moan escaped his mouth before he pushed me away. "That's going to have to wait until I eat." He explained. His flushed faces closed the distance he had created between us, while Phil was moving his body into a sitting position. His lips were mere inches away from each other again. "But I'd love to continue this afterwards." I felt the smile spread across my lips.

I pecked his lips, before standing up and heading for the bathroom. "I'll be down in a few." I said, just as I entered. I locked eyes with myself in the mirror, examining if I looked good. Fortunately, I looked as I always did: Damn Hot

My gaze followed my body downwards. But it didn't come far, on my chest were a few scratches and marks. 'Looks like Phil clung onto me a little too hard.' Shot through my head. "I just hope he didn't have a bad dream." I whispered to myself more than anything.

The thought alone made me feel uneasy, unhappy.

After a few minutes of doing my morning routine I went down and set next to Phil at the table. He had his hand placed on it and I direct as I am, laid mine on top of his. A small blush seemed to form on his face but he didn't shove me away, in fact, he grabbed it a little. I pressed it to reassure him, I was not going to let it or him go.

Phil cuddled to my side. That's when my dad really seemed to take notice of us. "So much for you're not together." He mumbled.

"Can't friends cuddle?" I asked just to see how obvious it was that we're together.

"Sure friends can cuddle... And hold hands if you wish, but giving each other hickeys? That's not inside that border zone anymore." He said as if it was the most normal thing in his life. A blush started to form on my face, and judging by the way Phil's body was heating up he was blushing too. I mentally face palmed that I forgot about the hickey I gave him like five minutes ago.

For a short moment it seemed as if Phil wanted to say something but no word left his lips, so I tried instead but I seemed to be in the same state. My dad chuckled shortly, clearly amused by our wordlessness.

"So did you boys want something to eat? The bacon and eggs would be ready now." He said, snapping both of us out of our trance. I looked at Phil, who was still cuddling me. A blush apparent on his cheeks, my felt like they were burning too. God knows what dad thought we did.

"Uhh I-I just gave him that..." I started, wanting to defend myself.

"We'll not talk about this while food is ready. I also trust that you know what to do..." He broke me off. "So about the Bacon and e..."

"Yeah we'd like some." I answered before he could finish.

I laid my arms around Phil's waist, pressing him closer to me. I let my nose sink into his messy mop of hair. He smelled so amazing.

"I think I'll eat somewhere else." My dad shrugged after setting the plates in front of us and leaving the room. I managed to wiggle myself behind Phil, my arms still around his waist and placed my head on his shoulder. I pecked his cheek before asking "All alone again, huh?" in a slightly seductive tone. I let my fingers drift down to the edge of his shirt, slipping beneath it and starting the let them roam over his body.

"Nathan~ I-I'd like to eat something." He managed to choke out. His hands grabbed mine and pulled them out from under his shirt and put them in the cuddling position they were in before. I frowned a little at that reaction. I refused to move out from behind him though. At least I was still cuddling him, right?

"Aren't you hungry?" he asked but I didn't answer him. All I did was frown. "Open up." He said, while holding a piece of bacon in front of my face. I wanted to treat him with sad frowning but I had to admit I was pretty hungry and him practically wobbling that bacon in my face wasn't helping.

With a slight pout I opened my mouth. He placed the bacon in my mouth, smiling. When I didn't budge to start eating more myself he continued to feed me. Every time I ate up he had something in front of my mouth again. And even though it wasn't my intention it made me happy I got him to smile for me.

When the plates were nearly empty, he gave me one last bacon to eat but this time I didn't let him go that easily. Instead of grabbing the bacon wit my teeth, I lightly bit on his finger making sure he wouldn't pull away.

When he didn't seem to try, I licked along his finger, before releasing it and eating the last piece of bacon. "You're such a horndog." I heard him chuckle.