[As Ikenna continues to antagonize him with his hushed, teasing tone, Kailas can’t help but feel that their current situation is somewhat unbalanced. Kailas’s vision is hazy, his face burning hot and his mind racing—and yet there is Ikenna before him, appearing almost unaffected by what’s occurring. Logically, Kailas knows that can’t be the case—he’d felt the man’s desire, heard his heavy breaths just moments ago—but in the moment, he can’t help but feel a sense of injustice at his current situation.
All thoughts and feelings on that matter vanish entirely the very moment Ikenna begins to massage the cool lubricant against his entrance. Kailas gasps, shuddering and jerking again, almost recoiling at the chilly sensation. But warm fingers quickly remove any feeling of discomfort. Kailas settles again as he focuses on that warmth, his body relaxed and still as Ikenna finally makes his move.]
Ah…. [Kailas’s head tips back and his lips part as he releases a most relieved sigh. There’s a heady mixture of sensation working its way through him, and he finds himself struggle to do anything but take in deep, slow breaths. As always, there’s that initial discomfort, that faint physiological resistance to being entered, but it’s minor, in the background. Beyond that, there’s that anticipatory pleasure, that ache it creates. Most importantly, there’s a sense of relief, a sense of belonging as Ikenna touches him in this way. His fingers hold that strong, unique energy within them, and now that energy is connected within Kailas. It’s more than just heat—it’s Ikenna’s essence, and Kailas longs for it. He can only imagine how it’ll feel to have this man fully within him.
That thought makes the ache even stronger. Kailas’s hips draw down, almost of their own accord, and he presses back into Ikenna’s touch. The half-demon’s eyes squeeze tightly closed as he begins to move against him, assisting Ikenna in fully lubricating his passage.] I-Ikenna… [he gasps out, eyes cracking open to search for reds.] I… I want you….