CHAPTER 22
KENDRICK
Today is the first day since arriving in Iceland that I’ve not kept Brevan in sight. He wandered off with one of the young women from tóreargleei University, a smile on his face and a hot beverage in his hand, as soon as we arrived.
I muse how, at one time in my life, I might have been filled with concern that he’s taken an interest in someone else. But in the very short time I’ve gotten to know Brevan, I can’t say I believe that about him. He’s doing exactly what he’s here to do—being an RDU ambassador.
As a group, we stay at the Community Day event until mid-afternoon. I wander around with different students throughout the day, as well as Magnus and his staff. Their Community Day reminds me of our festival, but on a smaller, colder scale.
There’s a unique, enchanted feeling about being here when there’s snow on the ground.
I’m impressed that snow doesn’t stop them from enjoying the outdoors.
I can’t say that I’d feel the same way, but then again, this is their country.
This is their culture. Snow and cold are something everyone here has grown up with.
It’s a little chilly for me, though, so I’m glad there isn’t an icy wind today.
I get on the shuttle bus at 3:15 with eight of my ten students, Byndley, and Katai. Zarek said he was going to stay behind with Mercy and Sarabeth.
Brevan gives me a smile as soon as he sees me, and my heart flutters. He’s sitting with Xile, who happily talks about the reindeer and the event we just left. Their enthusiasm makes me smile as I listen to the two of them converse.
When we arrive downtown, I try not to watch to see the direction Brevan goes in, but when he meets my eye and smiles, I can’t stop myself from following his path, though I try to keep my distance and allow him to spend time with his peers without my company.
I lose track of Brevan for a bit while I’m in a shop with Samuel and Corwin. The two together are comedic as they create a skit for literally anything they pick up. It’s typically ridiculous.
I veer away from them when I come upon a pharmacy where I can likely find condoms and lubricant. My phone says it’s eight when I stumble upon Brevan sitting in a café. He appears to be alone, so I step inside. His eyes meet mine, and he smiles, cheeks flushed.
“You okay?”
“Yep. Just resting. It’s been a long day.”
“It has,” I agree. “Mind if I join you?”
Brevan nods, and I take a seat at the small table with him. He slides his plate of cookies toward me, and I accept one.
“I’m tired,” Brevan admits. “I’m no stranger to a lot of exercise and exertion on any given day, but this is probably the longest I’ve been on my feet.”
I nod. “I understand that. My feet ache.”
“I also feel chilled to my bones,” he says, shivering. “I’ve been sitting here for the past twenty minutes, and I’m still shivering.” Brevan gives me an amused smile.
“Would you like to go back to the domes?” I ask.
His eyes flicker around. When they meet mine again, he nods. “Yes, but you might have to carry me to the shuttle stop. I’ve been sitting too long, and my body doesn’t want to move.”
I grin as I get to my feet and offer him my hand. His cheeks flush, and it’s clear that he’d been teasing. Even so, I don’t pull my hand away. He takes it and allows me to pull him to his feet.
I grab a bag for his cookies and we head out. The shuttle stop isn’t far, which might be why he crashed in the café he did. We’re only waiting for a few minutes before it pulls up to the sidewalk, and we climb on.
We don’t sit in the same row, though we sit in the aisle seats beside each other while the shuttle waits for anyone else who might be ready to go back. The next departure is at 8:30, so we have ten minutes.
“Oh,” Brevan says and twists to look at me.
“I was talking to Einar, and she kept talking about the things that we’re changing at tóreargleei University, and I don’t think we’re using the right language.
We don’t want to change them, right? I think we need to stop using that word.
We should be using expand or add or something.
They already have a really great school, and I don’t think it should be changed at its core. ”
I’m proud of Brevan. I think maybe more than any other student here, he understands what being an ambassador means.
He’s right. We’re not looking to change tóreargleei University and make it a carbon copy of Rainbow Dorset.
This isn’t about creating a copy and paste scenario.
tóreargleei University should remain at its heart and in the forefront of tóreargleei University.
I listen to him talk about the conversation he shared with Einar until we’re stepping into my dome. I’m not sure he even realizes where we are while he strips off his outside gear and stands over the woodstove, while I begin a new fire.
It isn’t until I pull him into my arms and kiss him that Brevan stops talking. His big body sinks into me, and I hold him close while I taste his words and swallow the quiet hums he makes.
His breath stutters when I pull my mouth from his. “I agree, Brevan. We need to take the word ‘change’ out of our conversation entirely because that’s not what we’re doing at all. At least, not on a large scale.”
Brevan’s eyebrows knit together. “There are things they’re changing?”
“Yes, but not in the way you’re concerned about.
There are some financial processes and administrative procedures concerning enrollment and reaching a wider queer audience in this part of the world, to let them know there’s a safe space here with accomplished professionals they can learn from.
But no, we’re not changing what tóreargleei University is.
You’re right. We’re expanding, adding to, and introducing new and exciting features. ”
He sighs. A smile settles on his full lips. “I like that. Maybe we should make that clear the next time we all get together. Einar didn’t know that.”
“Using the correct words is important for communication, so I think you’re correct. We need to clarify what this partnership means.”
“I’m glad I’m here,” Brevan says. “I… wasn’t sure I was the right person, but I’m thankful for this opportunity.”
I kiss him again as I pull him toward the bed. “You’re the right person, Brevan. You’ve already made such a big impact on several topics in just a couple of short days. I’m so proud of you.”
He pulls me backward onto the bed as he goes down. “Do you really think so?”
“I know so, Brevan. You’ve already improved this program in ways I can’t even express.”
Brevan sighs. “I struggle with confidence,” he admits quietly. “So thank you for believing in me.”
Fuck, he hurts my heart. I press my forehead to his, and for a minute, we remain silently wrapped around each other.
“What would you like to do tonight? Did you already eat?” I ask.
“Yes, I ate. Did you?”
“I did.”
I watch as Brevan takes his lower lip between his teeth. “I’d like to be naked with you again,” he says quietly. I can practically feel the way his skin heats. “If that’s okay.”
“Definitely okay.”
We’re quiet as we take each other’s clothes off. Brevan’s hands move over my body as much as mine do his. We’re shaped very differently; where he’s all hard, toned lines with young, smooth skin, I’m soft, a bit hairy, and not quite as smooth.
He doesn’t appear bothered by it, though. His touch feels hungry, especially once we’re naked.
“I, uh…” he begins, and I love to watch the way his cheeks heat. “I was going to buy lube and stuff tonight, and I forgot.”
I lick his lower lip, enjoying the way he shudders in my hold. “I didn’t forget.”
“You didn’t?” he asks breathlessly.
“I didn’t. Is that what you want tonight?”
Brevan groans, nodding. “It’s been a long time,” he says quietly. “I haven’t stopped thinking about what we might have done last night if we had this stuff. But if you don’t—”
“Hush,” I murmur, pressing soft kisses to his lips. “I want to in the worst damn way.”
He sighs.
With another soft kiss, I pull back. “Let me get them before we get too caught up and need to interrupt at a more frustrating time.”
Brevan grins. I climb out of bed and dig into my jacket pockets for the items I bought. Before getting back into bed, I turn down all the lights so the only illumination is from the natural nighttime ambiance.
His hands reach for me, and our mouths come together right away as I climb back onto the bed, dropping the supplies beside us. I reach for his dick and rub him. He’s hard already. So hard. There’s a string of precum reaching to his stomach that I rub into his cockhead.
“Tell me what you want, Brevan,” I murmur against his skin as I lick and nip down his neck.
“Do you like to top or bottom?” he asks.
“Honestly? It’s been so damn long since I’ve had sex at all, either is fine.”
“Why?” he asks.
My dead marriage and subsequent divorce don’t seem like an appropriate topic right now, so I just shake my head. “That’s a conversation for another day. But it’s been years. No matter which way we do this, I fear my orgasm will be quick.”
He grins. “I can’t say it’s been as long as you, by the way you’re talking, but it’s been a long time for me too.”
“Tell me what you want,” I encourage.
“Dick in me,” he whispers. “I want to bottom this time. It’s my favorite.”
“Gladly.” I adjust how we’re lying so I’m not right on top of him, and I have better access to reach his ass, but still kiss him.
It’s been a long time since I’ve made out like this while fingering him.
I forgot how erotic it can be. The way he groans, his hand tightening in my hair as I stretch his tight hole and tease his prostate.
The way our tongues dance together, wrestling and sparring as we kiss. His body is hot against mine.
I’m so wrapped up in fingering him while we kiss like teenagers that I almost forget that I’m prepping him. Almost.
In some ways, I feel like a virgin all over again. The way my heart races in anticipation. Nerves. Anxiety that I’m going to orgasm too quickly and ruin the moment.
Brevan fumbles with a condom and rolls it down my length. Together, we lube my dick and then adjust ourselves so he’s under me again, but now with his legs spread wide and bent up toward his chest. He holds them there with his hands on his calves.
His eyes are filled with lust. Eager and nervous.
With my dick in hand, I rub my cockhead against his hole. I’m not sure which of us is more breathless right now.
“Kendrick,” he gasps, body trembling. “Please.”
His words send chills cascading down my body, and I begin pushing inside him. Immediately, Brevan’s back arches. His ass squeezes my cock, and I have to bite the inside of my cheek hard enough that I taste blood to stave off my orgasm.
It’s been far too long. I should have jerked off first. The way his body squeezes me is absolute torture of the best kind.
I’m slow as I work my way inside him, though I’m not sure if it’s time for me to catch my breath or for him to adjust. I don’t remember whether sex always felt this consuming.
If their body felt so damn hot. So fucking tight.
The way his ass continues to contract around me keeps me breathless and gasping.
I meant to pause once I’m inside him. I intended to take my time. It seems my body doesn’t get the memo, though, because I’m thrusting before I get myself under control.
Planting my hands on either side of his waist, I fuck into Brevan with abandon, listening to the way he gasps with the sexiest whiny sounds.
We’ve only just begun when he lets go of one of his legs to grab his cock and begins jerking. My eyes become glued to his hand moving over his dick, and I unconsciously match my pace with that of his hand.
“Oh, god, I’m going to come,” Brevan says. “Just like that, Kendrick. Right there.”
I swear, stars explode right in front of my eyes as soon as his cum begins shooting from his dick in stringy spurts.
The way his ass tightens around my cock as he moans through his orgasm doesn’t give me a choice but to follow.
He’s so damn tight around my cock as he comes that I can’t see anything but those stars as I gasp through my own climax.
Oh fuck. I didn’t mean for that to end so soon.
My body sways slightly before I lower my body on top of his, squishing his hand around his cock and the messy load he released between us. I struggle to catch my breath as I rasp, “Sorry. Didn’t mean for that to be so quick.”
His hand grips the back of my neck. “There are more condoms, right?” I nod. “We can try again and see if we can break that record.”
I grin and concentrate on regaining my strength for another round. I’m not sure it’ll take much convincing for my body to get on board. My cock doesn’t feel like it’s interested in softening. Probably because it’s been starved for eons.