Chapter 160: Uncontrolled desires (m)

Kellen was also impressed with Rhys that he managed to keep his hands off of Kellen too.

They were naked, their skin wet and slick with water, and their bodies obvious about their desires. Kellen knew that he was hard, and he could see how hard Rhys was as well. The man’s gaze didn’t drop from the golden heat that Kellen had slowly been getting used to before he went into the gate. It burned Kellen’s skin with the heat from it, but Kellen was sure that his own gaze wasn’t softer in the slightest.

Kellen forced himself to not let his hands linger when he washed Rhys, and Rhys tried his best to do the same as well. There was a moment where Rhys’ hands slipped up and grabbed Kellen’s ass fully, his hands slippery from the soap and suds they were rubbing on each other.

Kellen sped up their shower after that.

“You can’t really consume anything from me.” Kellen said quietly, and Rhys turned his head towards him, frowning.

“Not safe enough.” Kellen told him. “However, that doesn’t mean that I can’t consume anything from you.” Kellen said, sliding his gaze towards him. He wasn’t wearing his eyepatch proper, but it wasn’t like he could see out of his milky eye either. It wasn’t hard to look at, or so he’d been told by Rhys in passing. It was just…different considering that Kellen had previously been able to see out of it before. It was also accompanied with a scar that no one spoke of, since the slice was across Kellen’s face horizontally instead of vertically. It left a scar on the bridge of Kellen’s nose.

“Am I? Or do you owe me?” Kellen asked and watched as the slightly pouty look on Rhys’ face evaporated. He gawked at Kellen, before he audibly swallowed.

“Well, maybe today might not be the best time to get back at you, but I won’t lie and say that you are going to be punished in public. They know I’m mad at you, and that’s fine that others know that. However, we make up with each other, not with others watching us.” Kellen told him seriously. Rhys melted and bent, pressing his lips against Kellen’s.

Towels fell, limbs tangled as Rhys pulled Kellen closer to him, opening Kellen’s mouth so that he could delve inside in an all consuming kiss that had both of them groaning. Kellen did his best to grab onto the other man, kissing him with as much force as he received. Both men were starved for each other, starved for their touch as they slammed into the bed, bouncing once, twice, and then stilling in a tangle of limbs and heat.

Their bodies rubbed against each other, the taps and twists making both men moan into the kiss. Rhys got even more bold, shoving Kellen’s hips open to rub their cocks together, each thrust against Kellen’s cock driving Kellen’s desire higher and higher.

“Ah, fuck. You feel so good.” Rhys whispered against Kellen’s lips, pulling back far enough that his breath fanned against Kellen’s wet lips. Kellen turned, pressing kisses against Rhys’ chin and throat, Rhys angling his head so that Kellen could get deeper, kiss deeper. Kellen lived for the moan that came from his lips at his touch.

When Kellen sunk his teeth into Rhys’ throat, Rhys’ hips bucked against Kellen’s, pulling a hard, deep, guttural moan from both men.

He sunk his teeth in deeper, locking his jaw, his useful hand digging into Rhys’ shoulder to hold him in place. Rhys bucked his hips again, his hands sliding off of Kellen’s body to rest on either side of Kellen’s body. He anchored himself, using the bed to prop himself up before he began thrusting his cock against Kellen’s, each thrust making Kellen’s head feel a little fuzzy as he rubbed against him.

Kellen swore his eyes rolled back into his head as his cock pulsed and pleasure overrode his system.

“This way you don’t end up on bedrest, right?” He joked and Kellen felt his face warm.

“I think you have too much trust in Green. She absolutely would, and I would get a rather stern lecture. Now that we’ve taken the edge off, let’s see what she gave us, and I need something to suck on while we do that.” Rhys was using his serious voice, so it took Kellen to realise what he was saying, even as the man slid to his knees at the edge of the bed, reaching for the bag.

“She got us a variety pack of flavoured ones.” Rhys told him. “She’s your friend, absolutely. I think these ones are fruit flavoured?” Rhys said, turning the box back towards his own face to read it before he grinned. “How much do you want to bet that I pull the orange-flavoured one?” Rhys asked, smiling up at Kellen from on his knees.

“This isn’t fair.” Kellen argued. “I was the one who said I wanted to suck your cock first.” Kellen protested and Rhys’ eyes widened.

“A while ago. More recently, when we were talking about your punishment yesterday, I think.” Kellen told him and Rhys relaxed.

“You are not using your Captain privileges right now, are you?” He asked, ready to lecture the man if that was the case. Instead, Rhys leaned in, pressing a kiss against Kellen’s stomach. Kellen sucked in at the sudden, affectionate touch.

Even a lock of hair fell into his eyes, making him look so handsome and sexy that there was no way that Kellen was going to be able to get mad at him.

“Oh Kellen, I would gladly give you anything you wanted if you let me eat you for breakfast, lunch and dinner.” Rhys told him, tearing open the box of flavoured condoms. “And while I would rather swallow all of you, I know better than to test my limits. There are ten in this pack, and I can see the orange is a flavour. Take a gamble, my love?” Rhys asked, a sparkle in his eye.

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