The Treasure She Never Asked For

Marcel opened his eyes to the sight of a bȧrė ċhėst. He had been hugged to sleep by Adrian the previous night, but he was the one hugging the other party now. Marcel looked up from his position to see the still sleeping Adrian.

The two of them had done everything they wanted the previous night and only fell asleep early in the morning. Marcel released Adrian and stretched his body to get up. Adrian subconsciously strengthened the hold he had on Marcel when he felt his body shift.

"Five more minutes," Adrian said as he pulled Marcel in his arms. Marcel wasn't expecting him to just pull him over, so he ended up collapsing over him.

"You can sleep for longer, but let me go," Marcel said as he tried to slip out of his arms.

"It doesn't feel like you want to go through," Adrian said and moved closer to Marcel, his leg brushing past his hard member.

"This happens every morning. Don't pay it any mind," Marcel said as he continued to try escaping. He knew if he didn't, then he was going to be stuck in bed for a while.

After he had tried it with his fingers the previous night, it felt like he had opened a new world to Adrian, because he wanted him to do it again afterwards, claiming that it is new and it feels too good to only do it once.

He was demanding to the point where Marcel became curious about whether it really feels that good for men. He wasn't impatient about knowing anything, because he was going to experience whatever it was, eventually.

"Fine, I'll stay in bed with you," Marcel said as he laid back down, tired of wrestling Adrian so early in the morning.

"But you'll have to let me put it in," Marcel said while smiling mischievously and almost laughed when he felt Adrian's hold on him loosen.

"Are you that scared?" Marcel asked as he pulled him over to his side and held him.

"I'm not scared," Adrian said and hugged Marcel back.

"Alright, you aren't scared," Marcel said in agreement, but it felt like he was making fun of him instead.

"How could you sleep nȧkėd? Even stripping me nȧkėd in the middle of the night. What got into you last night?" Marcel asked while playing with Adrian's hair.

"I wanted to touch you," Adrian mumbled and held Marcel's toned waist while looking at him.

"It's not like I had anything else on," Marcel said as he looked into Adrian's eyes.

"You still had something on," Adrian said, and rolled over Marcel. Marcel looked up at Adrian, who was hovering over him.

"And now?" Marcel asked as he placed his hands on Adrian's ċhėst.

"I'll just steal a kiss," Adrian said and hugged Marcel in his arms before kissing him. Marcel closed his eyes and let Adrian kiss him.

Adrian leisurely kissed Marcel, who took a passive stance from the beginning, and as expected, the two ended up making out for a long time before Marcel had had enough.

"We need to stop now," Marcel said between kisses. He also enjoyed kissing, but he couldn't help but think that Adrian definitely goes overboard and gets carried away. .

"Mmmh," Adrian responded like he was agreeing with what Marcel was suggesting, but didn't let him go.

"Hah, Adrian," Marcel called between kisses, but rather than being released, he was swept up by Adrian's enthusiasm, especially because they were now rubbing their bodies against each other.

"Let's just do it one more time, then I'll let you go," Adrian said as he held Marcel's member in his hand.

*

When Marcel finally walked out of his room, it was already an hour past the time he had woken up. Lane was in his kitchen when Marcel walked out of his room and he felt his heart skip a beat.

"Good morning," Marcel said and thanked Lane when he handed him a cup of tea.

"No problem," Lane said with a smile and continued to do what he was doing.

"So… when did you get here?" Marcel asked Lane after taking a few sips of his tea.

"A little over thirty minutes ago?" Lane answered casually, but from his body language, Marcel could tell that he was hiding something. He must have arrived much earlier than he was claiming to have to save his face.

  "You heard everything, right?" Marcel asked, and Lane just smiled vaguely. The last thing he wanted to do was discuss his boss's sėx life.

"Don't let him know," Marcel said with a smile as he took a sip of his tea.

"I won't," Lane said and smiled back at him.

"I warmed up your leftovers from last night," Lane said to Marcel as he turned off the stove.

"Thanks. Have you had breakfast?" Marcel asked as he walked around the countertop to go into the kitchen.

"No," Lane answered honestly. He was just warming up the food, but that already made him feel hungry.

"Then have some," Marcel said and passed him a plate. While Marcel was serving up food for himself and Adrian, Adrian walked out of his bedroom with the towel draped over his shoulders. 

"Oh, you are here?" Adrian said to Lane who was already sitting on one of the barstools in front of the kitchen counter.

"Yes, good morning," Lane answered while trying to mask his surprise. It looked like he has been judged as being worthy enough to be greeted by Adrian, who had ignored him from the first day they had met.

"What are we having?"  Adrian asked as he went into the kitchen and hugged Marcel from behind. Lane kept his eyes on his plate but was secretly watching the two. 

"Leftovers," Marcel said with a subtle smile. 

"Oh, do you want some juice?" Adrian asked Marcel as he took two glasses out of the cabinet.

"Yes please," Marcel said with a smile, and Adrian nodded as he opened the fridge.

"Do you want some juice?" Adrian asked Lane, who had been silently eating the whole time.

"No, I'll just get it myself later don't worry about me," Lane said while trying to calm himself from the surprise he felt from being addressed by Adrian again.

"So you'll have juice," Adrian said as he gave Lane the other glass of juice before taking another glass and pouring it for himself.

"Are you afraid of me?" Adrian asked Lane, who still looked flustered from receiving a glass of juice from him.

"No," Lane lied. If he was honest, Adrian was quite scary, scarier than an aloof Marcel. Marcel smiled pretty frequently, and even when he was tired, he would still ask him if he was okay. So, even though the first impression he had of Marcel was a bit scary but he was easy to warm up to.

Adrian was very different from Marcel. Where Marcel was down to earth, Adrian seemed to be out of everyone's reach. He wouldn't greet you if he didn't know you, and it would seem that he has to see you frequently enough to decide whether or not you are someone he is planning to get used to. 

In short, he was the type of person who wouldn't force himself to do anything he doesn't want to, and that includes talking to people. He was the one that behaved and acted like an A-lister so effortlessly it was uncanny.

Marcel and Adrian took the food and drinks to the living room, planning to have their breakfast there. Lane glanced at the two and felt a bit excited for them. Although they were different, they suited each other really well and complimented each other's characters beautifully.

He looked away from them and continued to eat his food. He did not want to be reminded of how lonely he was.

Marcel and Adrian had breakfast together and went to get dressed. Lane left the house to the two after he was done with breakfast to go and 'prepare the van' for Marcel. 

"So I'll be seeing you tomorrow?" Adrian asked Marcel as he watched him look for his phone.

"Definitely," Marcel said after he found his phone and put it in his pocket.

"From next week onwards," Marcel started, but was interrupted.

"From next week onwards, we are going to spend more time together. I'll take you out for dinner then we can go for drinks afterwards," Adrian said and Marcel smiled in response.

"Then I'll keep my weekend open next week," Marcel said. And stopped in front of Adrian and pulled him in for a kiss.

Marcel kissed him deeply, as if he was trying to use everything he had to show him, just how reluctant he was to part with him. 

After almost getting carried away for a second time, Marcel pulled Adrian out of his apartment so that they won't waste any more time. This time, Adrian didn't leave with Marcel and instead, drove away on his own because he had come over with his own car.

Lane watched as the couple talked to each other before they separated. It was interesting how no one would be suspicious of them on a normal day, but if anyone was in the know, they could actually see how sweet they were being with each other.

"Let's go," Marcel said after the door closed behind him. He was reluctant to be away from Adrian, but he missed his Liam, so he was feeling anxious to leave.

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