14. Chapter 14
Chapter fourteen
The chair got stuck in the door of Kieron’s room.
Luckily, by then it didn’t matter, because Elenus didn’t waste any time taking matters into his own hands and bodily lifting Kieron out of the chair and onto the bed, lying him on his back and smothering him with his weight a moment later as he kissed the breath out of his lungs.
It felt like Kieron was being crushed with the force of the other man’s desire, drowned in his emotions.
It was so much. It was too much. It was perfect.
Too much sensation was what he needed to force his mind to stay in the moment.
More time to think meant he started thinking about other things that came up for him in close proximity to another person’s body.
Things like how easy it would be to twist their neck to the point of breaking, how long it would take to dislocate the fingers that were tenderly stroking down the side of his face right now, how simple it would be to grab the shiv that he’d stashed in the wall just behind his pillow and use it to kill the person on top of him in five different ways that would send all his blood flying in the opposite direction.
That was probably the sort of thing that Kieron should discuss with Elenus before they got too deep into this, but …
he didn’t want to stop right now. Things were so good, the warmth and pressure against his body reminding him that he was alive, he was real, he was right here, sharing this moment with this man who was so different from him but wanting the same thing for once.
Kieron reached up and let himself touch, ran his own fingertips over the scruffy edges of Elenus’s decorative beard, gave in to the impulse to lick over the pounding pulse point in his neck, to nip ever so gently at his earlobe and listen to his sharp inhale and know that it was because of him.
Kieron had never wanted someone like this before. It felt like intoxication, like the one time he’d let himself become drunk in the presence of someone he trusted. It felt beautiful, like the chance for a release that he couldn’t even imagine, because he didn’t know how to.
A sudden spike of fear—not fear of being hurt, or of hurting Elenus, but of his own deep ignorance, finally drew Kieron out of his daze of desire. He put his hands on Elenus’s chest and pushed back.
To his surprise, Elenus went instantly, no lingering or trying to reposition himself. He just sat back on his knees, eyes closed, and took a deep breath, running one hand through his wild brown hair before finally looking down at Kieron with a wry smile. “Too much?”
“It—it’s not that,” Kieron said, but the truth was it was too much, in a way he couldn’t articulate. “It’s not—I’m not—you haven’t done anything wrong.”
“I’m glad to know that, but that doesn’t tell me a lot,” Elenus replied and held up a hand to forestall Kieron’s urge to get off a quick response.
“Which is fine. I don’t want to lay down any sort of law or give you an ultimatum.
I just want to be with you, in a way that’s good for both of us.
If that means we fuck, or I suck you off right now, or we settle back on your bed and watch a holovid for a few hours without Catalina asking us to make Tyrannosaurus pirate sounds. That’s all fine with me.”
If it had been anyone else, Kieron would have immediately assumed they were lying.
Sex could be complicated, but it was also primal, a matter of instinct.
Instincts, however, weren’t created equal.
There was no way that sitting there and watching a movie in close contact would be as good for Elenus as fucking.
Besides, Kieron wanted to fuck. He just didn’t want to screw things up at the same time by not knowing how to express his enjoyment, how to let Elenus know that it was good and not something he was bearing, where to draw the line between pleasure and something he would bear, for the right person.
And Elenus was the right person. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have gotten this far. Not with Kieron still recovering. He couldn’t imagine making himself vulnerable to someone he didn’t completely trust.
Actually, that thought helped quite a bit. He trusted Elenus. He trusted that whatever happened between them, they could be honest with each other. “I’m not sure what I like,” Kieron settled on at last.
“Okay.” Elenus nodded. “That’s good to know. Do you have any opinions on what you’d like to try?”
“I already told you.”
“Yeah, fucking, but it doesn’t sound like you know that you’re going to like that.”
Kieron sighed. “I mean, I know I like it. I’ve liked it before, but it’s been a long time, and I’m different now than I used to be.”
Elenus tilted his head a bit. “Out of curiosity, who was doing the penetrating before? You or your partner?”
“They were. To me.”
“Huh. I’m a little surprised you allowed that.”
Kieron rolled his eyes. “Why, because it put me on the bottom? Like I couldn’t have killed either of them at any time.” Whoops, not the thing to bring up with the guy you were trying to talk into having sex with you. “I mean …”
“I think you meant exactly what you said.” Elenus arched an eyebrow.
“And okay, I definitely don’t want to be killed tonight, so that makes me think we ought to come down on the ‘movie and cuddle’ side of things.
Blowjobs are great, too, I’d never knock ’em.
Fingering is amazing. Toys are the best—shit, I didn’t bring any of mine with me, I left in too much of a hurry, but maybe we could have Catalina fabricate some—”
“Absolutely not!” Kieron couldn’t have been more horrified if Elenus had asked to invite Deysan into bed with them. “You don’t avoid having the sex-and-baby talk with your child by asking her to fabricate sex toys. Fuck no, we’re not doing that.”
Elenus nodded. “That’s a very fair point. Okay, then, what about you fucking me?”
“Me fucking … you.” Kieron looked the lean, very long man over for a second. “Where the hell would I even put your legs?”
“Over your shoulders, around your waist, spread beneath you on the bed, or on the floor, for starters,” Elenus replied with a smirk.
“There are so many places to put them. I know some positions are hard for short people like you to handle, but really, you don’t have to be as glorious as me to show me a good—”
The pillow Kieron threw hit him squarely in the face. When it fell, Elenus was laughing. After a second, Kieron joined him.
“Look, we’ll work it out,” Elenus promised. “We’ll go slow, all right? Make sure it’s all good, but I know I would really love to be fucked by you, so if you’re into that, I’m game.”
Kieron looked this tall, handsome, ridiculous man over one last time. “Yeah, I think I’m into that.”
***
Sex didn’t have to be good. Kieron knew that.
He wanted it to be, though. He wasn’t bold enough to shoot for “great,” but he was pretty sure he could do better than outright “bad.” Elenus had already told him the grand scope of what he wanted.
Now Kieron needed to suss out the details, to find the heart within the body of their mutual desire.
He could try a dozen, a hundred things out, go slower than the atomic decay rate of uranium, or …
Or he could just ask for guidance. Elenus fucking loved to talk, so it stood to reason he loved to talk about fucking. And once Kieron had made it clear that he was into getting guidance, he wouldn’t shut up.
“Tighter with your hand,” Elenus said, sounding almost normal except for the little hitch of breath at the end of it when Kieron anticipated his direction. “Fuck, like that, that’s perfect. Feels so good.”
Elenus was laid out on Kieron’s bed, head on the pillow, knees bent—if he didn’t bend them, his feet would hang well over the bottom edge.
Kieron knelt between those thin, knobby knees, bracketed by legs long enough to wrap him up two times over.
He was naked, but he wasn’t concerned with his own body right now.
He was watching Elenus—specifically his cock, which was as long and lean as the rest of his body.
He stroked him from the tip all the way down to the base, the trip smoothed by lubricant and precum, especially once he began brushing his thumb over the head on every upstroke.
“That’s—yeah, and the thing with your other hand, when you—fuck yes!” Elenus shut his eyes, the muscles in his stomach going taut as Kieron stroked the smooth stretch of skin between the base of his testicles and his anus.
“Harder here?” he asked, pressing in against where he figured Elenus’s prostate was from the outside.
He knew where it was on himself, but everything was longer on his lover’s body, and the rote motions Kieron was used to performing for himself couldn’t be replicated for Elenus.
Not exactly. Yet another reason why guidance was so welcome.
“Mmm, a little farther forward … yeah, there, mmmmm.” His voice trailed off on a moan. “You need to get your hand inside me, like, now.”
“Why don’t we start with a finger and see how it goes?” Kieron asked as he slicked his hand with more lubricant.
“Your hands aren’t that big,” Elenus assured him. “I’ve had bigger. I could take it—I like it, I really like it.”
“I’d like to try it,” Kieron said, circling Elenus’s hole with the pad of his middle finger before sliding it inside of him. The glide was smooth, easy—there was barely any resistance. Elenus laughed when he saw Kieron’s surprised face.
“What, you think I haven’t been practicing a lot on my own lately? It’s stress relief,” he emphasized, “which I needed because I was plenty stressed, and that always makes me horny, and—fuck you, son of a—fuck!”
“You did just tell me where to find it,” Kieron said as he stroked his fingertip over the bump of Elenus’s prostate. His strokes along his lover’s cock suddenly became a lot smoother—he was leaking so much it was almost like he’d come already.
“So you could play with it, not send me over the edge before you’re even inside of me!” Elenus complained even as he lifted his hips off the bed a little to chase the sensation. “Oh, fuck, can I—another finger, I’m ready, I’m fine.”
Kieron added another finger as he kissed the inside of Elenus’s right knee.
“You are,” he murmured, closing his own eyes for a moment as he focused on the sensations that threatened to swamp him.
Smooth heat, wetness, tightness, the pulse of Elenus’s blood through his body—a pulse Kieron could read in three separate places now that his lips were on his lover’s skin as well.
He was so vital; he made Kieron feel more alive, just being next to him like this. It was as though he’d forgotten he could feel this much. “I want to be in you,” he said.
“Mmm, you are,” Elenus replied with a cheeky smile on his face. Kieron gave him two more fingers in retribution, and he moaned. “Be more in me, c’mon, I’m ready, and I want it, fuck me.”
Kieron could draw it out a bit more, but …
why bother? When Elenus said it was what he wanted, and Kieron’s own body felt a need and urgency that he hadn’t experienced in …
he couldn’t even remember. He released Elenus, who sighed with something that sounded like relief but was probably disappointment, then slicked himself up and slid Elenus’s legs over his shoulders.
Hmm. His legs were so long this didn’t do a thing to lift his body up.
“We could—whoa!” Kieron hauled Elenus’s ass up into his lap instead, one hand holding him in place as he used the other for support while he leaned forward.
He pushed in, slow and steady, thicker than all four of his fingers and just the right length to nudge against Elenus’s prostate at the peak of his thrust.
“Oh … god …” Elenus’s eyes were hazy, his face almost as flushed as his cock. “That’s … really, um, good.”
Kieron smirked. “Wait until I get going.”
“You’re not going to be able to hold me up for long, we should—”
All right, talking over. Kieron pulled away, then pushed inside again.
He started slow, both to test his grip and to make sure he could handle thrusting like this.
He didn’t want to come yet—it felt so good, being this far inside of another person, inside this person, who he actually liked and wanted.
Elenus clenched around him, holding him tight, and Kieron turned his face again, this time to bite the inside of Elenus’s thigh as he slowly fucked in and out. “Don’t rush me.”
“Don’t tease me,” Elenus begged. “I want—you should be—how are you not desperate yet?”
“Why would I be desperate?” The heat, the tightness, the way Elenus was looking at him—it felt so good. “Why would I want to rush the best thing I’ve ever felt?”
His lover’s face did something complicated, eventually settling into “soft but snarky.” “I’ll feel even better if you put your back into it. C’mon, I’m not going to break, and we can do this again.” He reached up and stroked Kieron’s face. “I promise, we can do this again.”
Kieron thought he understood. “You want to come?”
“Don’t you?”
“I want to watch you come more. Here.” He sat back to free his hand and began stroking Elenus’s cock again as he hammered into him harder, making sure to hit that spot every single time.
He watched as Elenus’s face contorted with pleasure, leaving behind the artifice that was so much a part of him until nothing but raw human emotion was left.
It was gorgeous. He was so beautiful, so honest. How could he bear to let himself be so open?
“Perfect,” Kieron murmured, and suddenly Elenus reached down, grabbed Kieron’s knees to steady himself, and slammed their bodies tight together as he began to come.
Sticky jets of white coated his stomach and Kieron’s fingers, and it was a mess, but it was also somehow hot, triggering a strange reaction in Kieron.
He didn’t wait to watch Elenus calm down, didn’t keep holding his own desires back, just bent forward so both his hands were on the bed and lost himself to the chase.
When he came, he was buried as deep inside of Elenus as he could go—yet he still felt untethered as though his heart would fly right out of his chest if he wasn’t careful.
When Elenus’s long-fingered hands cupped his face, Kieron shuddered. The touch grounded him, pulled him back to reality the way the fucking hadn’t.
The afterglow was spent panting with the exhaustion that had finally caught up with him and getting cleaned up by Elenus, who went about it without the brisk efficiency Kieron had expected. Instead, he touched Kieron like he was savoring him.
“Was it good?” Kieron asked once Elenus was finally under the covers with him, curled up to fit. He put his head in the crux of Kieron’s shoulder without asking, and Kieron was surprised by how good the weight felt.
“So good,” Elenus confirmed. “Was it for you?”
It really had been one of the best things Kieron had ever felt in his entire life. That was probably too much to say twice, though. “So good.”