Chapter 224: Weak to Kellen (m)
Rhys was making a mess of Kellen. It was exactly what he wanted, and between the heavy pants, the groans of pleasure and the sound of their bodies coming together over and over, Kellen was smiling. Satisfied, pleased, completely content with the other man manhandling him, tying him up and driving him to a pleasure he couldn’t imagine with anyone else.
Kellen’s hand gripped onto the rope tying him as Rhys pounded into him. The condom, Kellen found out, was ribbed. He hadn’t understood what that meant until after Rhys had moved a few times. He didn’t think he would feel anything, that he would notice.
He was wrong.
The way it slightly changed the feeling inside of him, the way that Rhys felt inside of him was just...
Kellen was a little worried about what the other condoms would feel like if this was how the first randomly selected one felt. Kellen hadn’t given condoms much weight since he just liked the raw feeling of Rhys inside of him. He was thick enough as it was, and long enough. He didn’t need anything else outside of tools to help them feel good together.
"Kellen. Where is your mind wandering?" It was a painful bite, accompanied by a soft kiss against his collarbone. Kellen groaned.
"I was thinking about the condom." Kellen told Rhys, the man slowing down to rock their bodies together gently. Kellen groaned, his head lolling back as he tried to breathe through the pleasure. Rhys reached down and grabbed the chain between the nipple clamps and tugged gently. Kellen’s body clamped down on Rhys, both men freezing and moaning as pleasure and pain filled them.
"You’re so fucking sexy." Rhys ground out, his eyes wild, his hair all over the place and his body glistening in the darkened room. Kellen wanted to lick him clean.
"You’re sexy." Kellen countered, and Rhys grinned.
"Mmm, agree to disagree. What is more sexier then a handsome man, beefy, all tied up with silk white rope while he lets me fuck him? There can’t be anything sexier." Rhys whispered, leaning in to press a kiss against Kellen’s lips.
Kellen, for his part, let the man but he had lit something inside of Kellen that Rhys might regret. Kellen kissed Rhys back enthusiastically, loving the way he felt inside of him at all times, but when Rhys pulled back, their faces flushed with their emotions, Kellen spoke up.
"If it’s so sexy, can I see it?" Kellen asked. Rhys blinked.
"Like a photo of you?" Rhys asked, confused and Kellen shook his head slightly.
"No. You tied up, since you’re beefy too, and with me inside of you."
The air in the room froze.
Rhys’ eyes were the size of saucers as he completely stopped. Kellen swore he felt his cock pulse inside of him as Rhys clenched his teeth, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment and Kellen realised, belatedly, that he’d cum.
Kellen was shocked. He’d never experienced that before. Rhys was the kind of man that even when they were like this, he was in control. That should be obvious from the fact that Kellen was the one tied up, but for Rhys to cum without warning or notice?
Kellen stared at Rhys blankly, not disappointed, but confused. Concerned. Was Rhys okay? Had what he said shocked Rhys?
He knew that they had kind of talked about this before, but...Kellen felt he was allowed to change his feelings on this, right? Plus, he wanted Rhys to like him for a long time. If they were able to switch and Kellen was able to take some of the burden off of him, or vice versa, wouldn’t that be a good thing? Or was that the wrong thing to say?
"Rhys? Did I say something wrong?" Kellen asked and that seemed to shake Rhys out of the stunned, silent moment he was having. His eyes were still golden, which Kellen had a feeling was a good thing and as he came out of his stillness, his whole face went bright red.
"I am so sorry for how I’m behaving." Rhys murmured. "I’ve never cum like this before, either. I...I hope you’re not disappointed in me." Kellen felt his eyes widen. He went to sit up but the tie on his arm prevented him. Kellen let out a soft noise of complaint. He wasn’t able to comfort his man, and that annoyed him.
"Come here, Rhys." Kellen murmured. "I want to hug you." Rhys hesitated, but there must have been something in Kellen’s eyes that made Rhys do what Kellen told him to. Rhys bent and Kellen wrapped his free hand around Rhys’ shoulders, holding the man against his chest. It was a little awkward with the nipple clamps, but Kellen didn’t care. Not when it came to Rhys.
"I’m sorry." Rhys mumbled against Kellen’s skin and Kellen sighed.
"When have I ever been upset that you’ve cum?" Kellen asked seriously. Rhys flinched.
"Uh, right now?" Rhys suggested and Kellen let out a soft growl.
"No. Never. I like when you feel pleasure. I like when you can’t control yourself. I like knowing that I’m the one driving you crazy. You feel the same way, don’t you?" Rhys nodded enthusiastically against Kellen’s neck and chest, but didn’t look up. It seemed he really did need some comfort. Kellen’s arm on his back tightened. "What was that from? My words? Did you like the idea of me tying you up, putting my dick in you, or both?" Kellen asked. He needed answers so that he could help him. If he didn’t know, he would only be confused.
"....Both." Rhys muttered, before he sighed. "I just...When we first started this thing I wanted to come across as big and dominant and everything that you needed. I knew that you liked a couple of things and that you also had no experience and I find that from others, bottoming is easier when you’re starting out. I also don’t really care if our dynamic never changes. I thought that was what I wanted too." Rhys admitted. "I mean, being able to fuck you, at all? I’m over the moon. Hell, I’m still inside you and I’ve just cum. Without my powers I’m hardening again." Rhys had a little smile in his voice as he spoke and Kellen stared at the ceiling, smiling softly.
"Okay. I hear you and understand that, but Rhys, our dynamic is already shifting. We’re adding more of this weird shit into the bedroom because I know you need it. You need a little more outside of regular sexual intercourse, and I’m fine with it. You’re also doing it because you think I’d like it. I am enjoying it, but I also want you to enjoy yourself to the fullest as well. I don’t care if I put my cock inside of you. Do you mind? Have you bottomed before?" Kellen asked, not a hint of jealousy in him.
He was collecting data, not a list of lovers.
Rhys hesitated.
"Once or twice. Mostly for guiding purposes and it...never really was all that enjoyable. Maybe I’m just a little scared? Fuck, that’s not very-"
"Hush." Kellen soothed immediately as he felt Rhys tense under his hands. Clearly, Rhys didn’t like admitting something like that, even to his fiance. Kellen wouldn’t let him hide it though. "That’s okay. Some guides do their best, but prep is prep for a reason. It might have also been an emergency situation, and sometimes guides take things into their own hands. I would honestly have had you penetrate me if I was in that kind of situation, but maybe you weren’t getting hard? I’m not here to judge, Rhys, just to support." Kellen hesitated. "You liked the idea of me inside of you?" Kellen asked.
Rhys was still tense under his hands, still nervous. Kellen began to move his hand down Rhys’ back in a soothing, petting motion. Rhys slowly began to melt against Kellen again. Kellen kept his quiet hiss to himself as Rhys adjusted against the clamps on Kellen’s nipples. Was it stimulating? Yes, but Rhys mattered more. Kellen had years of steeling himself against intense emotions under his belt. Who knew years of working in gates would help him in the bedroom?
"I don’t hate the idea." Rhys mumbled before he laughed. "I came, remember?" He joked and Kellen gave him a squeeze.
"I can tell." Kellen told him affectionately, leaning down and pressing a kiss against the top of his head. Rhys froze.
"Can you do that again?" He asked and Kellen did. Rhys relaxed, a sigh leaving his lips. "I’m just scared. What if I don’t like it with you either?" Rhys asked. Kellen felt his chest tighten.
"Darling, you did so much work to prepare me, remember?" Kellen reminded him. "We can do the exact same for you. I won’t enter you until you’re begging for it." Rhys raised his head then, his eyes meeting Kellen’s own smiling ones. Rhys’ face was flushed, his eyes big golden saucers that melted Kellen from the inside out. He squeezed Rhys tightly inside of him and Rhys let out a slow, measured breath of control. Kellen grinned.
"You’re going to devour me." Rhys muttered quietly, a little embarrassed and Kellen laughed.
"From every side." Kellen confirmed. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss against his lips. "This possessiveness makes me want all of you. It’s a little hard to manage, but I think I’m doing fairly well. There’s a part of me that wants two of you so I can be sandwiched between you while one fucks me and I fuck you. Too bad cloning isn’t a power." Kellen whispered and Rhys shivered.
"You’re going to make me cum again, Kellen." Rhys accused without any heat. Kellen could feel how he was smiling against his lips too.
"Oh no. You’re going to overflow the condom. I’m so scared." Kellen tightened his muscles and gleefully listened to the shaky, tense breath that Rhys let out.
"Kellen." He warned, and Kellen’s grin grew.
"You could take your cock out and pour the cum inside of me. We don’t need to use lube anymore. Your cum is enough." Kellen whispered. "Maybe I could even use your own cum to start the training process for you, hmm? Mine’s too toxic, otherwise I would use it." Kellen said, knowing that was what Rhys truly would have wanted. How did he know that? Because Rhys and Kellen were getting far too similar as time went on.
Rhys’ body shook and Kellen had a sneaking feeling that the man had cum again. Kellen held him closer as Rhys tucked his head down against Kellen’s chest.
"I’m not a fucking Captain." Rhys sounded mortified and Kellen laughed.
"You better not be." Kellen joked, making a play on the words. "I’m the one who is supposed to be fucking a Captain, and I am rather enjoying it if I do say so myself." Kellen teased. "I like feeling you cum inside of me, even if you aren’t painting me from the inside out with you." Kellen squeezed him in his arm.
"You’re too good to me." Rhys said. "You’re so sweet and not judgmental. I’m lucky to have a man like you who wants...all of me." Rhys tilted his head back, his eyes watery. Kellen was shocked. "Thank you for wanting to marry me." Rhys whispered. Kellen yanked him up with the full force of his newfound strength, smashing their lips together in a deep, passionate kiss.
"You do not need to thank me." Kellen told him intensely. "It is a pleasure to love you. Thank you for accepting my proposal. None of this while you’re inside of me or I might get angry." Kellen warned. Rhys gulped, nodded, his eyes still watery.
"I just love you so much." Rhys told him.
"Then show me." Kellen countered. He was so in love with this man.
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