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More than Friends

Sneak Peek

The packing party finished up just in time for Jenny to get the U-Haul back to the lot. The ladies were at the new apartment and unpacking essentials while Ari and Chance had gone back to the old apartment to clear out some of the recycling and polish off some of the stuff from the bar. They decided to take some of the drinks to the roof to enjoy the cool night air.

“Oh fuck, I'm going to feel that shit in the morning," Ari complained as he stretched, a bottle of cider in one hand and a light beer in the other.

“At least it was only one floor up at the other place," Chance smiled as he leaned on the stone lip of the roof, a hard seltzer drink in hand.

“Still, it kind of sucked. That stairway was so fucking narrow. Hope Jenny doesn't mind that we gouged that one wall."

“She paint's murals for a living. I'm sure she'll patch it up and paint over it before anyone really notices," Chance waived off Ari's concern. “Besides, that tight corner was a fucking bitch. It can deal having a couple cracks in it."

“For real though," Ari downed one of his drinks and tossed the empty bottle into one of the bags they brought to the roof. “There's still some cold pizza downstairs if you want some. Anything you want in particular?"

“Nah, I'm good," Chance took a swig of his drink, his lips the softest shade of pink that glistened with the remanence of his drink.

“You got a little something there," Ari moved his hand over to brush Chance's lip. His thumb tenderly pressed against those lips, Chance's hot breath rolling out between them as Ari gave a quick little brush. Ari was going to say something, when he realized what he just did.

“Oh fuck dude," Ari blushed so hard that even his dark skin showed a bit of color. “I didn't mean anything by it."

“Ari, it's okay," Chance smiled and looked down, the lights glittering off his eyes from the street below flickered through the fanning of his lashes. “It's…it's okay."

“No, dude, that was way gayer than I wanted it to be," Ari blushed harder.

“Well, how gay did you want it to be?" Chance turned and leaned on the brick railing with a sly grin and chuckle.

“No, that's not…I mean…fuck," Ari turned and took a big swig of his beer and grew very quiet.

“Ari…It's okay," Chance smiled. “You didn't mean anything by it."

“No...I mean…it was…"

“Honestly, it was more than okay," Chance took a swig of his drink and inched closer to Ari, his hip brushing against his friend's. “It was kind of hot."

“Oh god, don't tease me like this," Ari kept drinking his beer until he realized it was empty.

“I'm not teasing," Chance smirked. Ari just gave him a cross look that was mixed with his burning embarrassment. “Okay, maybe I'm teasing a little, but for real though Ari…I don't find too many other guys that are as big and hot as you. I'm verse and it's so hard to find a good top. I'm not saying we should do anything…but…could you do that one more time for me?"

“Chance, I don't know…" Ari thought his heart was going to beat out of his chest.

“Come on, as thanks for the pizza I bought," Chance smiled.

“We all pitched in for the pizza," Ari's brow furrowed.

“Some of it was mine then, so I got some pizza," Chance continued to prod. “Just…do it one more time. For me."

Chance didn't wait for an answer; he simply took a very slow drink. Chance's Adam's apple slowly rose and fell, showing off his thick stubble. Those luxurious swallows slowed time for Ari. It was like the languid gulps were pushing against time itself to slow that moment down. A single trickle of that drink rolled past Chance's lips and down his chin, the droplet weaving through the stubble before dripping down onto his chest and vanishing into Chance's thick chest hair.

“Okay," Chance finally stopped drinking and looked back at Ari.

Ari was frozen as he looked at those wet lips. They were so soft and gentle, lightly parted, a droplet of that drink fluttered on his lip in the wake of his warm breath. Ari just gulped and moved his hand up to cup Chance's chin. That square jaw could cut diamonds with how sharp it was. The light scratch of that stubble played on Ari's fingers. Ari hesitated, his hand stopping to admire that chin and the five-o'clock shadow. The big guy blinked before continuing to fully cup his friend's chin, Chance's eyes closing to enjoy the moment. Ari's thumb brushed that lip, his finger tracing slowly against that soft pink petal. Chance's breath rolled around that thumb, and the gentlest pursing of those lips made the shallowest kiss against that fingerprint.

Then it was over. Ari retracted his hand and the flow of time resumed as a cold chill ran across them. That wind picked up Chance's smell, his sandalwood and cedar wafting on the wind and filling Ari's lungs.

“Chance…I…you got the softest…I mean-"

“Hey, Ari," Chance's eyes fluttered open. “Don't sweat it-"

“Can I kiss you?" Ari asked abruptly. Chance was taken off guard, his eyes going wide. Ari was a statue, he refused to move as though any other action other than total stillness would cause the entire building to collapse.

“Are you sure…I…yes," Chance didn't think this moment would ever happen. He half thought that Ari would never come onto him with how he was, but he never wanted to push him away or lose what they had.

“I'm…I'm sure, yeah…" Ari stumbled over his words as he turned to face Chance. Ari didn't know exactly how to do this, not like he hadn't made out with guys before, but this was Chance. Super sexy Chance who could turn men to puddles and creepers to stone. He was suave sunshine and Ari felt like he was always the shadow to that bright light, that if he somehow stuck around him long enough that he would become like him. But now…now no longer in the shade, but in the blazing light of his sights, it was intimidation incarnate. Ari felt fear, like he was skinned and those eyes were burning him from the inside out. A snail without his shell is just a slug bleeding out, but this was so much more intense.

“Ari, if you don't want to, I understand," Chance smiled, a shy smile coming up on his face. Ari's heart fluttered with fear, like he just noticed his only window was closing from a burning building.

“No," Ari blurted out before recovering himself. “It's just that…you're so hot and I've never been on this end of you and…well…" Ari moved his massive mitt of a hand over to Chance's face, that stubble brushing his fingertips once more before he slid his fingers into position in Chance's dark wavy hair, cradling his head. “I just want to be sure…I do it right…you…you deserve it to be right…"

“Well…I'm sure any way you do it will…" Chance smiled, that dazzling smile made stars look like cheap rhinestones on a pig. “I'm sure it'll be amazing." Chace gently leaned his cheek into Ari's hand, his powerful jaw brushing that palm, his high cheek bones warm and flushed pink with liquid courage.

“Okay…here it goes…" Ari chuckled and slid his other hand down Chace's back, pulling them together, their bellies pressing against one another, the healthy layer of fat over their abs felt cold before they built heat between them. Ari closed in and Chance closed his eyes. Ari kept his eyes half open as he closed in. He wanted to see this for as long as he could. Ari could smell Chance's breath, warm and coated in a sweet sugary smell from his drink. Then their lips brushed, Ari's lips were much larger than Chance's, but the motion made Chance's lips feel like the largest thing in the world.

“Ari…we don't have to if…" The rest of Chance's words were lost as Ari pressed his lips against his.

Ari's heart raced, each beat causing the nerves in his chest and face to tingle and pop. The only thing he could describe it was…

“Fireworks," Ari and Chance said at the same time, their breath mingling. It was a brief moment, it couldn't have been more than a couple seconds, but an eternity existed in that one moment.

The two smiled, their teeth lightly brushing against one another. Ari gently ran his fingers through Chance's hair, his meaty digits so soft and tender despite the roughness of his callouses. Chance lifted his hands, one instinctively going to Ari's back and his other hand went into Ari's afro, his fingers curling into that hair. Normally Ari would punch him for touching his hair, but for some reason, the fingers brushing up the back of his neck and onto his head were like warm butterfly kisses that sent a dazzling ripple over his spine.

“Ari," Chance breathed Ari's name.

“Chance?" Ari asked permission and Chance pushed his lips against Ari's again.

Boom! Sparklers!

This time they didn't break away. Ari's thick lips pressed against and tenderly brushed against the soft petals that were Chance's. Their kissing got deeper, Ari pulling Chance closer, his fingers tenderly stroking Chance's scalp while Chance gave soft little humming whimpers into that kiss. Ari's hand guided Chance closer by the small of his back, their bodies pressing together as their pecs and nipples found each other.

Chance was on fire, his skin a tingling storm of sensations and unleashed, repressed emotions. Chance never thought he wanted to be anything more with Ari. Maybe friends with benefits crossed his mind, but this kiss…it was so much more intense than he thought. He wanted more and parted his lips. Ari kept his lips pressed against him, but soon they shakily opened and their tongues met. It was a delightful trap they both fell for. Their tongues danced, Ari's much larger tongue sinking deep into Chance to taste him further.

Chance could taste the malt and hops on Ari's breath and Ari could taste the hint of fruit and vodka on Chance's. Ari's natural musk and light sweat filled Chance's lungs as they both breathed each other in between kisses. Ari got another hit of that sandalwood and cedar that was mixed with Chance's light sweat. It was like the smell of earth and freshly chopped wood.

Sweet, languid, wet smacking echoed on that rooftop as the two continued to explore the one thing neither knew about the other. Their taste, their feel, their touch, their smell, it all was like living in a lightshow that kept evolving and growing with each passing moment. Chance bit on Ari's lip making the larger man smile, his lip furling out of that bite slowly until their smiles met one another, their noses brushing. They fell back into the moment, their hands exploring each other in ways they had only let their eyes do before.

Ari broke away to leave a trail of kisses along Chance's jaw and then to press his warm lips against a vein.

“Ari, ah fuck…" Chance sighed, his neck tingling against that kiss. It made goosebumps roll down his arms and back. Ari kissed and nibbled that sensitive vein, the flavor of sweat and cologne tinged his tongue. A salty bitter mix that kept his smell on Ari's lips as he left little love marks.

The thought of hickeys did cross Chance's mind and he thought about telling Ari, but that was a fleeting thought as that warm tongue lulled across his most sensitive spots. Chance threaded his fingers through Ari's hair and gently pulled him closer, a light pressure, an invitation to take more. Chance had heard Ari talk about how he liked to mark his bitches with hickeys. Given, he didn't do it unless they agreed, but he loved putting his mark on his conquests to prove he was there. Chance wanted to be marked, to have Ari take him.

Ari obliged.