little monster

Even Ty could feel the ugly bite of cold on his skin, and he didn't like it any better than Levi did. He was taller, though, and had a bit of muscle weight to ward off some of the cold. It was going to get worse when it started snowing, and he would probably have to invest in one of those electric heater blankets. Levi would like that. He had a feeling Levi would also never get out of their bed if he bought one.

Even their dorm was cold, and Tyberius squinted as he shivered. Following Levi, he climbed onto his own bed as well, pushing Levi over as he hovered for a moment. Leaning in closer, Ty pressed a small kiss to one of Levi's cheeks. "Heating is so expensive, though." He had a good idea of something cheaper and funner than a radiator, but he sighed as he got up, finding the thermostat and turning it up.
Returning to his bed, Tyberius tugged at the large duvet, opening one corner to slide in next to Levi. Now that they were home, he was sleepy. Both sleepy and a little bit horny, but one could be solved right after the other.
Grabbing Levi's face once more, Ty went straight in, eagerly pressing his lips into his roommate's, his tongue finding it's way past the other boy's lips. Jerking back again, Ty panicked for a moment, his eyes wide as he realised what he was doing. "Sorry."

Ty really couldn't say what exactly had gotten into him. All he knew is that he wanted Levi in the worst way possible. In the confines of their blanket, he could hear Levi's heart beating rapidly. Well, his own heart was going just as fast, and he felt a little bit light-headed. Ty agreed with a murmur and came back, initiating a less aggressive kiss this time. He pressed his lips to the hollow of Levi's neck, sucking gently at the skin. His hands buried themselves in his dark hair, pushing his roommate over onto his back. His mouth opened as he panted, his body flushed and feverish. Why was he doing this? He was straight.

And anyway, Ty didn't really know what to do from here. He had more or less mastered kissing, but was completely unschooled in the art of sex. His eyes went blank, and his shoulders slumped a little as he hovered over Levi, staring uncertainly. He still wanted it, but didn't know how to go about it. "Um." Was this sex? No, it didn't feel like he was having sex. He had heard it described as something better than this. Levi would know what to do hopefully. Dropping to one side, he propped himself up with one elbow as he rolled over, his hands grasping Levi's waist as he rolled, keeping Levi sat on his hips. Patiently, Tyberius waited like a puppy, watching Levi for cues on what to do next.

Ty pushed his face into Levi's hands, shaking his head. Nothing was wrong he was just... Confused. He wasn't going to say that out loud, though. He could feel his own excitement, pressing painfully against the weight on his hips. He shifted for a moment, wondering if it was wrong to take off his pants right now. Pale blue eyes stared curiously up at Levi, blinking suspiciously when a strange grin replaced his pout. He didn't know if he liked that expression or not. The presence of his fangs made it somehow more scary.

A grumpy frown replaced his lost face, and his own pout found it's way to his lips. "No. I can ... I can do it myself." Unfortunately, Ty really didn't know what else to do. He had already kissed Levi once, and he hadn't bothered to watch any of those dirty videos his father thought he had kept secret. "M...Maybe..." He felt vulnerable right now, on his back and hands placed tentatively on the tops of Levi's thighs. He felt like one of those horny teenagers he mocked as a kid. A light flush had crept up on his cheeks, and he awkwardly patted Levi's thighs, sort of ready to be done with this. Ty didn't like feeling so open and dumb. Levi was supposed to be the dumb one, not him.

Tyberius seemed to wilt a little under the accusatory tone. No. No, not really. He had absolutely no idea of what he was supposed to fucking do and it was a really shitty feeling. Shifting uncomfortably once again, he was resisting reaching down to adjust himself. It was almost painful the way his dick pressed against his pants, and he would really like it to go away right now.
Above him, Levi began to take off his shirt, and Ty stared shamelessly, interested in this new turn of events. Levi was doing something, taking charge now, and it was a serious hit to his pride, but Tyberius had a feeling that if he was in charge, he would do something very foolish.

As soon as lips met his skin, Ty gasped and clamped his teeth down, trying to keep any unmanly sounds back. He had almost squeaked, and that he would certainly never live down. A faint, breathy moan was about as much as he could allow himself to produce right now, and he obediently laid his hands on Levi, his fingertips gently brushing over his stomach and wandering aimlessly. The command didn't really have a very solid direction to it, did it? Touch me could literally mean anything. Inside his mind, he panicked. Was he touching enough? Not enough? His arms moved around Levi's back, trailing down his spine as he dropped lower, stopping at his tailbone, silent and desperately wondering what to do next. This is so weird.

He felt like his face was on fire right now, and his crotch most certainly was, too. He had given up most of his self-control, letting what happened happened. The pressure on his hips had disappeared, and that seemed to only make him harder. Hands had gone up his shirt, and Ty had to catch his breath as the pace changed. He wriggled a bit, trying to assist in getting his shirt off. As soon as Levi got off, Ty whimpered a bit, even more lost now that Levi couldn't guide him along. He wasn't gone for long, however, and came back to sit on him. Completely engaged in the kiss, Ty reached up, clutching Levi close for a moment before releasing him.

"Yes. Of course, why wouldn't I be?" His pride was still fierce as ever, and Ty pursed his lips, fighting to maintain his dignity even as he was kissed again, feeling fingers wriggle at his hips. His pants had to come off now, he knew this. He knew this and knew it all too well. Didn't mean he was altogether looking forward to it. Sex in itself was still something a little scary, considered a taboo by his parents. A deep breath later, Ty slipped his aloof mask back on, and he lifted his hips up, his hands guiding his pants off. "There. I'm not a child."