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«Wait, you’re actually taking me to the library?” Charlie asked sceptically. He looked around the room with an expression that was both disgruntled and also somewhat impressed. He wasn’t even aware that Nick knew where the library was, let alone that he actually used it. Nick just looked at him with an amused smirk.
“Yeah, of course.” he answered softly, walking quickly ahead of Charlie, aiming for the table in the back. Nick then proceeded to sit down at said table, grinning up at Charlie who just huffed and looked at him petulantly.
“When you said you’d take me somewhere nice to continue to teach me rugby tactics, I really didn’t think the library was what you had in mind.” Charlie crossed his arms, pouting slightly.
“Why, Charles, I thought you liked the library?” Nick laughed, pulling Charlie down to sit next to him. “After all, you are my little nerd.”
“I just thought today would go differently.” Charlie said, huffing once more.
“Oh, I bet you did.” Nick said with a wink, slapping Charlie’s back playfully.
Nick was supposed to teach Charlie more about rugby tactics. Charlie was now a proper part of the Leeds university rugby team, and they had several big matches coming up. Charlie had been complaining that, whilst being exceptionally fast and agile, he didn’t really understand the game or what was the best course of action in different scenarios on the field. So, Nick had offered to go over tactics with Charlie whilst home for Easter.
Nick had tried on three separate occasions to teach Charlie, but they hadn’t been able to focus for more than ten minutes at the time. Nick would be in the midst of an explanation and then Charlie would lean his head on Nick’s shoulder, starting to lick at his neck, his hands roaming over Nick’s body, lower and lower and lower…and then rugby would be the furthest thing from their minds. And all Nick would be able to focus on was Charlie Charlie Charlie…Charlie’s mouth on him or Charlie’s obscene moans when Nick was moving inside of him. Later on, when they lay spent and sated in Nick’s bed, Charlie would smile innocently at him, as though he hadn’t been planning it right from the start. Nick would just grumble with a smile, pulling his boyfriend closer, ultimately forgetting all about teaching Charlie more rugby.
Which is why Nick decided that for their next session, he would be bringing Charlie to the library, where they could go over tactics without getting distracted. It was obvious that Charlie had realised Nick’s plan because now he was pouting again, arms folded tersely in front of his body.
“Aww, come on Char.” Nick whispered, kissing Charlie’s cheek softly. “I’m decent at explaining this and it won’t take very long. The most important thing is just that you learn a bit more about team dynamics and how the team works as a unit. There’s no pressure here.”
Charlie grunted but uncrossed his arms and took out his notebook and opened it. There were exactly two sentences there from their previous lessons, a testimony to just how quickly they had managed to get distracted.
Nick smiled at Charlie encouragingly. He knew that Charlie had really low self-esteem and that he thought he was a lost cause when it came to rugby. But the thing was, Charlie wasn’t bad at rugby, not by a long shot. The only thing he needed was a bit of guidance about how to work better with the team and how to rightfully establish his own position and actually gain enough confidence to believe that he deserved to be there.
“Right!” Nick said brightly. “I think we’ll start where we left off last time.”
“My, Nicholas, don’t we need a bed for that?” Charlie rasped, licking his lips and Nick felt a blush creep up his cheeks and tightening in his trousers. He shook himself out of it and tried to look at Charlie with what he hoped was an unimpressed look. He could feel his smile threatening to break through, and if Charlie’s smirk was anything to go by, he could see right through him.
“You’re impossible, you know that?” Nick grumbled.
“I’ve been told.”
“Anyway.” Nick continued, fighting off his blush “When we left off last time we were talking about how you should be positioning yourself on the field. Do you remember what I told you?”
Charlie looked down at his notes, but it clearly didn’t include the information he needed because he looked up at Nick and shook his head. “No, I mostly remember you moaning my name as I sucked your –“
“Charlie!” Nick sputtered, his face now having gone the colour of a tomato. His trousers had become impossibly tight and his brain was turning to mush. And as always, the culprit was the smirking boy sitting next to him, the only person in the world who was able turn Nick Nelson into such a mess and play him like a fiddle.
“Yes?” Charlie asked innocently.
“Can you just try to be serious?”
“I am very serious about your co –“
“You know what I mean!”
“Alright, alright.” Charlie chuckled, his eyes still shining with mischief. “No, I don’t remember what you told me.”
“Okay then.” Nick said, long-sufferingly, adjusting himself in his seat. “Then we’ll go through it again.”
“Fine.”
“Ok, so imagine that Sai has got the ball, and he is running with it, moving forward, but you can see that the other team is circling in on him. You are ahead of him, what do you do?”
“Cry?”
“Charlie…”
“Well, I suppose I would signal for him to pass to me?” Charlie said, phrasing it almost as a question.
“I really like that you’re taking charge and asserting yourself on the field. There’s just one thing you’ve forgotten about, what do you think that is?” Nick asked, patiently waiting for Charlie to understand where he went wrong.
Charlie actually seemed to be concentrating now, biting his lip, and obviously trying to remember details about rugby. Suddenly he smiled triumphantly. “I forgot about the offside rule!”
“Very good! So, Sai can’t pass the ball forward to you, so what should you do instead?”
“Hm, I suppose I would move behind him so that he would be able to pass it to me and then I’d scan to see which other players would be the best to pass it to..?”
“Perfect! I don’t know why you think you’re bad at rugby, Char. I think all you need is confidence!” Nick beamed at Charlie and stroked his hand. He noticed Charlie blushing slightly at the praise.
Nick managed to speak basically uninterrupted for five more minutes. Charlie had listened intently and only interrupted to ask actual relevant questions. He was just thinking about what a great session this was turning out to be, when he felt Charlie place a hand on his thigh. He stopped talking and looked at Charlie with a raised brow, but Charlie only smiled a sweet, innocent smile at him and motioned for him to keep talking. He then used his other hand to give Nick’s bicep a firm squeeze.
Nick tried to focus his attention back on the rules and tactics he was trying to explain, but he could feel Charlie’s hand moving higher and higher until it was, just barely, brushing over his crotch. Nick bit his lip, biting back the breathy sigh that was trying to escape, instead mustering Charlie with a disapproving look.
“Is there something wrong?” Charlie asked innocently and brushing his hand more firmly over Nick’s crotch. Nick’s dick was completely powerless against Charlie’s touch. Now he was hard, rock hard.
“Charlie.” Nick whimpered quietly. “What are you doing?”
Charlie didn’t answer. Instead, he put his hand between Nick’s legs, starting to expertly massage his cock through his trousers. Nick breathed in sharply, grabbing tightly onto the table. Nick tried not to moan.
“Charlie…”
“I just thought that we could do with a small break, you know.” Charlie whispered in his ear, his warm breath on his neck turning on Nick even more. “I’ll need some time to just process the information before you tell me anymore.”
Nick’s cock twitched when Charlie started licking up his neck and up to his ear.
Bloody hell.
“Do you want me to stop?” Charlie whispered in his ear.
“N-no…” Nick didn’t want him to stop. Not ever.
“Alright, just remember that you can tell me to stop anytime, ok?”
Nick nodded.
Then Charlie’s hand was unzipping his trousers and reaching into his boxers. Nick’s legs snapped up and banged against the table, causing several people to shush at them. Fortunately, none of them turned around to see what they were doing.
“Sorry, my boyfriend’s just a little clumsy.” Charlie said in that soft, innocent voice of his, as though his hand wasn’t stuffed down his boyfriend’s underwear.
Nick could only stare at Charlie, and try to stifle a gasp, as his boyfriend wrapped his hand around his cock and started to pump him. And he just wasn’t able to turn away. He wanted to look away, look normal, try to make it seem as though they were just studying. But all he could do was stare into Charlie’s piercing blue eyes and his seductive smirk and try desperately not to moan. He could feel himself starting to leak and his breathing becoming ragged. He was completely coming apart.
He had to put his fist in his mouth to stifle himself when Charlie started brushing his thumb over his cockhead, playing with the generous amount of precum gathered there. Nick’s heart was racing. They could easily be discovered like this, and he looked around nervously, but thankfully there was no one close by.
Charlie was placing soft, wet kisses on his jaw and neck. He started sucking a mark into Nick’s neck, whilst simultaneously twisting his cock in a way he knew would drive Nick utterly wild.
“Fuck…” Nick whispered brokenly. He was so close now, so close to coming completely undone. By now he didn’t even care about being discovered. All he cared about were Charlie’s nimble fingers around his aching, leaking cock.
“Are you gonna be a good boy and come for me, Nick?” Charlie whispered wantonly in his ear, as he started to nibble on his earlobe. All Nick could manage was a whimper, as Charlie continued to pump his shaft and toy with his slit. Then, with an expertly flick of his wrist, Charlie had Nick coming all over his hand, with Nick not being able to stop the soft moan that escaped his lips.
After he was thoroughly spent, Nick fell back against the back of the chair, breathing heavily and looking at Charlie with both shock and adoration. They had talked about public sex before, but he had not expected Charlie to actually do this right here. Still, he wasn’t complaining.
Charlie was now looking at Nick with a satisfied grin. He slowly let go of Nick’s softening cock and pulled out baby wipes from his backpack and wiped his cum stained hand with it. He nonchalantly did up Nick’s trousers and gave his thigh a firm pat.
“Okay then,” he said innocently when Nick had recovered from his orgasm, looking at Nick with his big blue eyes. “What were you going to explain to me.”
“I..” Nick began, trying to form a sentence, but coming up short. His brain was completely empty and he was still not over the fact that this had just happened. For the life of him he could not find anything useful to say. Was it rugby they had been talking about?
“Are you okay, baby?” Charlie asked. He sounded teasing, but Nick also heard the slight hesitant edge to the question. Charlie may have been confident in the moment, but Nick knew that Charlie’s brain could be very unkind to him, and that he probably worried that he’d gone too far, even though Nick had given enthusiastic consent.
He grabbed Charlie’s hand. “I’m very good, Char, but my brain’s kind of fried. I think you broke me a little, you minx. No more rugby today….” he said, kissing his boyfriend’s cheek, before adding with a soft laugh: “And don’t pretend to be sad about it, because I know you’re not.”
“Okay then, let’s go.” Charlie said happily, packing up his backpack. “There’s a movie night at Tao’s and if you want I can spend the night at yours later…maybe you’ll get some payback for this?”
“Hell yeah!” was all Nick was able to say, before gathering up his thing and following his boyfriend out of the library.
The next morning Nick awoke with Charlie in his arms. A perfect morning. He reluctantly untangled himself from his boyfriend and went down to the kitchen where his mum was sitting with her iPad. And when he saw here there, a plan began to form…
Charlie arrived downstairs half an hour later, kissing Nick’s cheek and smiling warmly at Sarah.
“Good morning!” Nick said happily. “I thought we could work on rugby tactics here today?”
“Hm..okay.” Charlie said whilst still rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
“Good, because mum has agreed to keep us company today, because she actually knows a little about the sport and wants to help you.”
Charlie looked at Nick for several seconds, then at Sarah, then back at Nick again. His eyes widened once he realised what Nick was doing. Of course, this was Nick’s way of making sure they weren’t distracted. Nick knew Charlie loved and respected Nick’s mum too much to try something right in front of her.
Nick placed a triumphant kiss on Charlie’s cheek as Charlie grumbled and accepted his fate.