“Don’t hold back,” Kyle murmured into his skin. “You don’t ever have to hold back. I don’t want you to hold back,” he said, working Adam harder.
There was no way that Adam could hold back as Kyle worked harder, his hips shifting up and into Kyle’s hands with a low moan. “God, want you so bad,” he murmured, not even realizing he was saying it.
Kyle realised what Adam had said though, and he raised his head to look down at him. “Yeah?” he asked, his voice deep and breathless. He brought one hand up to Adam’s mouth, and toyed at his lips with a finger, pulling down Adam’s bottom lip a little and running his middle finger along the soft fleshy interior. “You want me?” he asked.
Oh he’d said that out loud hadn’t he? Adam blushed slightly, but he was nodding, tongue flicking out to lick around Kyle’s finger. “Yes…yes.” How could he not? It was slightly embarrassing to be here, not at all sure what he was agreeing to, but yes, he was agreeing.
“How do you want me?” Kyle asked, still working Adam over. He didn’t know how far he actually wanted to take this, but he knew he wanted to find out what effect words had on Adam. “Do you want to be inside me, baby? Hard and deep and hot. Feel me all around you. Would you want me under you? Pressing me down into the bed, making me beg for more? Or riding you until you come, screaming my name? Or would you want it the other way round? Me in you? Hmm, baby? What do you want?”
Only Adam’s voice caught in this throat. He could have handled part of that being offered, but all of it made answering much harder. It was like Kennedy but so much hotter because Kyle’s hands were still on him. “God, fuck yes, all of it,” he managed after a moment even though in the back of his mind he knew that wasn’t really an answer, but given that his hips were shifting with more urgency and he was trying to pull Kyle’s mouth to his, his brain wasn’t exactly functioning the way it should.
Kyle’s rhythm faltered for a moment in surprise. He had said that because he’d thought it sounded hot in his head. He hadn’t actually expected Adam to want that. Harry had never wanted that. Harry had been very firm in what he wanted, and that hadn’t involved allowing them to switch roles that way that Kyle would have wanted, had it been his choice. That Adam wanted that was far hotter than anything he could say. Kyle surged forward, kissing Adam deeply.
In truth, Adam was flexible. He just wanted Kyle and since he had no idea what there was to want, he’d try anything Kyle threw at him if Kyle wanted to try it. With one hand he held Kyle in the kiss, but the other was tugging at Kyle’s hips, trying to get them closer to his.
Kyle went willingly, pressing himself up against Adam. "You're so hot like this," he gasped, his vocabulary shrunken, his mind one track.
Adam groaned, hooking one leg around one of Kyle’s to keep him pinned there, fingers pressing hard into the back of his hip to give him leverage to work against. “Need you,” he murmured, voice ragged and darker.
"You've got me, baby," Kyle promised, holding Adam close, though with the way Adam was holding him, there was really no need. Kyle couldn't have gotten away if he'd tried.
It was for the best considering how quickly Adam was racing at that edge, pushing things as hard as he could on his way there. When it hit he cried out, gripping Kyle hard as he shook against him.
Kyle held him through it, kissing along Adam’s shoulder and muttering into his skin as he did so, random praises and compliments as well as repeated assurances that he he was right there.
As the rush of everything passed, Adam collapsed back on the bed, but he still had Kyle pulled up close to him, hand running almost lazily over Kyle’s back. It was taking a moment to catch his breath, but the smile was there, looking at Kyle and finally reaching to kiss him softly.
Kyle returned the kiss, leisurely. He liked that look on Adam. Boneless and sated and so relaxed. He curled himself into Adam’s side, one arm splayed across his chest. “Stay,” he suggested. It was the opposite of what he had intended for most of tonight, but in the moment, it felt so very right. He couldn’t imagine letting Adam leave.