search within (searchwithin) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2022-07-18 14:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | #july 2018, brianna, brianna x kane, kane |
Who: Brianna and Kane
Where: Juniper Inn
When: Afternoon, Monday, July 2
Status: Turns NSFW
It had been a nice weekend spent with Phee and Brianna felt like maybe they had come to an understanding… or at least found some common ground. Her daughter wouldn’t tell James about Brianna’s affair but talking about her situation out loud had certainly given Brianna some things to think about.
By the time Monday rolled around, Brianna was at work with several things on her mind. She showed two houses in the morning and before she knew it, it was lunchtime. After a moment of debate, Brianna picked up her cell phone to pull up Owen’s number. There was a small part of her that wanted to delete it. Move along and refocus on her family. Her marriage. But she knew she and James were never going to have the kind of relationship where they were completely satisfied with one another. If she asked James to stop with his own dalliances, would he?
Already aware of the answer, Brianna sighed and typed in a short message to Owen. busy? She sent it, not entirely sure what answer she wanted, but she did know she wanted to see him and now was as good a time as any.
After Adrian had checked in to say he wasn’t coming over Sunday night, Kane had settled in with some bourbon to sip on and watched TV until he fell asleep. He hadn’t been surprised or even that disappointed that Adrian wanted to stay the night with his sister, he’d pretty much expected it to go that way. He was just satisfied to know that she was okay and her car was back home and luck had been on their side to send him down Witcham at the right time. Kane definitely wouldn’t have wanted Bailey stranded out there at night with no phone.
He’d dozed off on the couch and stayed there until the living room started getting too bright the next morning. Kane shuffled to bed for another few hours, dead to the world until his phone buzzed next to his head and woke him up. He fumbled it unlocked, lifting his head and squinting blearily at the screen. Once Kane registered who it was from, he sat up, the surprise waking him up faster. He hadn’t really expected to hear from Red again, and he felt weird as he stared at it. Should he answer it? Or should he let her go? He nibbled on his bottom lip for a moment, then thumbed in a response. He was still a single man, and he did want to check in with her. No. You ok?
Generally when they sent a busy? text, the other knew what it was for. But Brianna wasn't surprised that he would ask if she was okay considering what had happened the last time they slept together. Honestly, she had sort of expected him to not answer her at all. Once the fantasy was broken, she figured it wouldn't be fun for him anymore. Maybe it wasn't. He may be working, but he said he wasn't busy so Brianna stood from her desk to grab her purse and head out of the office. I'm okay. Can I see you?
Kane knew she probably wasn’t texting him for any favors, she likely didn’t need him ... but he’d admittedly been worried about her since the last time they’d seen each other, not sure if her daughter would expose Red’s affair, and how her husband might take that. Not much made men crazier than jealousy. Kane looked around his bedroom, the sheets not even changed since Adrian had spent the night. The thought of inviting her over didn’t feel right, and he didn’t want to spend the next fifteen minutes frantically straightening up when he needed to shower on top of that. Kane hauled himself up out of bed and into the bathroom, typing as he went. Yeah, Juniper? 30 mins?
Brianna didn't mind Juniper. It was their usual spot, after all, and she sure as hell knew better than to invite him over to her house again. At least while there was a chance someone could come home. 30 minutes she confirmed before slipping her phone into her bag. She didn't wait though, climbing into her SUV to drive across town. When she got there, she paid for a room and then texted him the number. While she waited, she sat and closed her eyes, trying to clear her mind of everything. It wasn't easy, but just when she thought she had been able to relax, memories of the Other Place rose unbidden in her mind. Juniper, but as it was there. Filthy beds, dirty air. Fog surrounding the building with monsters creeping through. It was distressing so she opened her eyes and stood, walking to the window to push the curtains open. Clean curtains. No fog, no monsters. No wonder she had been sleeping with Owen in this place. She wanted to try and replace those horrible memories with better ones.
He made quick work of showering and changing, even ran a razor quickly over his face so he was presentable when he saw her. It occurred to Kane that this might be a breakup visit. He could almost hear the script now, that getting caught had made her rethink things, she wanted to focus on her marriage, she’d had a great time and would never forget it, she hoped he understood, blah blah, a dirty secret swept under the rug. He’d never gotten caught by a child before while participating in an affair, but he’d been fed the lines plenty of times. He didn’t know how to feel about any of it as he climbed into his SUV to drive to Juniper, his mind a jumble but his body a little aroused on top of the nerves. Because maybe it wasn’t that at all, and they would just have a good fuck. He wouldn’t know until he got there. Maybe she didn’t know either. Kane pulled into the parking lot right on time and made his way inside. He took the stairs two at a time and found the room, rapping his knuckles lightly against the door.
Brianna wasn't entirely sure what kind of visit this was going to be, but it was hard not to feel that pleasant warmth spread throughout her belly when he knocked on the door. She walked over to open it and then she was just happy to see him. Brianna hadn't lied to Phee when she said she wasn't in love with this man, because she wasn't, but there was definitely a tinge of comfort mixed in with the desire. Having someone completely removed from her day to day life had done more for her after returning from the Other Place than any amount of therapy could have done. It was a hell of a lot cheaper too. "Hi," she said, stepping back to let him inside. Brianna closed the door as soon as she could. "I was a little afraid that you might have deleted my number."
Kane hadn’t been sure what he would feel when Red opened the door -- part of him was worried it would be a flat Nothing, that his crazy feelings for Adrian might have blotted out everything else -- but he got a nice flutter in his stomach as soon as he laid eyes on her. So he hadn’t completely lost his mind yet. He stepped into the room with a faint smile, ambling over to the bed to sit down on the edge of it, his hands in his jacket pockets. “Hey,” he greeted, then huffed faintly. “I was kinda thinkin’ the same thing about you.” He tilted his head as he studied her, only semi-purposefully hunting for bruises on her exposed skin. “So it’s good to hear from you ... You really okay?” he asked in a murmur. Kane wouldn’t interfere further in her marriage if she wasn’t, not unless he asked him to, but he hoped she would be truthful with him. The last thing he’d wanted to do was fuck up Red’s life for her, this was all supposed to be an escape.
She sat beside him and smiled, acutely aware that this man had shown her more concern in the past twenty minutes than her husband had in quite some time. Maybe that was partly her fault too, she just didn't know anymore. "I'm really okay. I spoke to my daughter and... I don't know, maybe she understands, even if she doesn't approve." It was slightly amusing to her, having to try and plead her case to her teenage daughter. But Brianna felt like she had succeeded, to a point. "I'm sorry about what happened though. I was feeling reckless, throwing caution to the wind and the universe swiftly kicked my butt for it. I know it was awkward though, so I'm sorry." She looked at him, clasping her hands loosely in her lap. "I get it if it ruined this for you. Men like the fantasy and reality tends to put them off."
He gave a soft snort and rolled his eyes, smirking faintly for a brief moment. “Weak-ass men, maybe,” Kane murmured, meeting her gaze. “It didn’t ruin nothing for me, don’t apologize. I was just worried he’d find out and ... hurt you, or somethin’.” Kane had done a lot of dark and terrible things in his life, but after growing up the way he had, abusing a woman had never been one of them. But he knew how prevalent it was, even amongst the social elite. He pulled a hand free to tuck some hair behind Red’s ear and brushed his thumb against her cheek. “Hell, your reality gets me all riled up sometimes,” he added, half-smiling again as he thought of the fun they’d had at the charity auction. Getting caught there could’ve been disastrous, so he was glad that Red was able to talk her daughter down from squealing on her. “But hey, I understand and I ain’t gonna give you any trouble if you wanna end this, or lay low for a while. That should just be your call, no one else’s.”
The feel of his thumb on her skin relaxed her some and she had to admit, she was a little relieved that he wasn't running for the door. This wasn't a forever-thing, but she was reluctant to let it go just yet. "James wouldn't physically hurt me. If I'm being truthful about the whole thing, he's had his fair share of affairs too. He just happens to have them all while he's out of town for work. I didn't want to have to explain that to my daughter. She's always idolized him." It was a personal revelation and maybe Owen didn't really care, but it felt good saying it out loud. Good and horrible. Brianna shrugged one shoulder softly in order to dismiss any emotion she might be feeling about it. James would be angry, sure, but because Brianna had gotten caught, not because she was sleeping with someone else. "But I don't want to end this."
So the husband’s name was James. Kane couldn’t recall if she’d let that slip before or not, but he really tucked it away in his mind this time. Just in case she was wrong and James turned out to be a violent man. The pettiest part of Kane wanted to meet him, call him Jimmy or Jimbob or something equally annoying, just to see what he would do, but Kane knew that was counterproductive to what Red wanted, so he smothered the urge. It didn’t surprise him too much to hear that good old Jim had fucked around on her too. It was totally unfair, but Kane already didn’t like him. He nodded a little and loosely put his arm around Red’s back, hand resting on the swell of her hip. “If you’re still good, then I’m still good,” he told her quietly. He was tempted to warn her that he’d ‘met someone’ and that he was pretty sure he was catching feelings and didn’t know how that would affect his desire for this ... but Kane held back for now. Everything with Adrian was still so tenuous, it could crash and burn at any moment, and it wasn’t like they could openly date, so ... he could be two people’s dirty secret, right? He could man up and end it when it felt like time to do so, but it didn’t yet.
Brianna couldn't remember if she had told Owen her husband's name before or not. It didn't seem to matter at the moment. Owen had seen Brianna with her husband, had been in her home and seen the photos. A name seemed like the last puzzle put into place. Despite knowing more about the other, they were still on the same page and that was the important thing. "I'm still good." It was a relief to hear that he still wanted her, at least for now, and Brianna leaned over to kiss him. Based on her previous experiences, it would end eventually but she wanted to enjoy it while she still had it. If James did find out and wanted her to stop, she would... probably. But until then... Brianna wanted to kiss him, so she did, bringing one hand up to the side of his face.
Kane was of a similar mindset -- he had to savor everything good that came his way, and this thing with Red had always felt good. Nothing lasted, and so much of his life was so fucking dark, he needed all of this he could get his hands on. That was how he felt anyway, as he closed his eyes and kissed Red back. That touch to his face made his chest squeeze like it always did, and he drifted his fingers down her forearm as he slowly moved his lips against hers. Kane shifted his hand to caress one of her breasts over her shirt, his thumb finding her nipple to tease through the layers of fabric. He coaxed her mouth open with his tongue to taste her deeper, pleased that it still made his blood run hotter, that the warm weight against his palm still felt right.
It definitely felt right to Brianna because his tongue stoked the fire that was already starting to spark deep in her belly. Her nipples hardened under his touch and Brianna moved from the bed to stand in front of him, still bending over enough to keep their mouths fused together as she began to work his jacket off. She had a little bit of time left before she had to get back to work and they had this room so why not take advantage of it? He tasted amazing and smelled amazing and Brianna just wanted to shut her brain off and enjoy his cock for a little while. With his jacket off, she made work of his shirt, desperate now to get her hands on his bare skin, stroke the tattoos and scars, feel the magic radiating from them.
He didn’t really want to stop touching her to get his clothes off, but he knew that would lead to her clothes coming off, so it was a momentary frustration as he helped Red get his jacket off and tossed onto the floor. Kane broke the kiss off and lifted his arms so she could peel his t-shirt off, his own nipples getting hard from the cooler air in the room. Hungry as ever to be touched, Kane relished the feel of her hands on him, and he pulled Red by the hips in closer, between his spread thighs. He pushed her shirt up to kiss at the smooth skin of her stomach, his hands nudging it up higher so she would take it off, then started to unhook her bra as he kissed his way higher. He had plenty of time and nowhere else to be, and now that he knew this wasn’t a dumping, so to speak, he was eager to get lost in pleasure for a bit.
Brianna helped Owen get her shirt and bra off, reveling in the feel of his hands and lips on her skin. She ran her hands through his hair, her nails scratching gently against his scalp, finding she loved touching as much as she loved to be touched. With James working out of town more often than not, Brianna missed the physical affection, having another pair of hands on her body. Already aroused and aching, Brianna pushed gently at his shoulders to get him to lay back on the bed so she could work his jeans open and off. He was in every state of dress, but she wanted him completely naked and ready for her.
God, how did everybody know to touch his head like that? Well, Red and Adrian, at least. They currently felt like ‘everybody’ to him. Tingles raced down Kane’s back, his tattooed skin lifting in goosebumps as he kissed and nuzzled between Red’s breasts. Sometimes he wished he could just stay with his face buried in a nice set of tits for hours at a time, but there were other things to do, more of her body to enjoy. More of his own too. Before he obeyed Red’s nudging, he reached down to tug at his boot laces until he could toe them off. Then Kane leaned back on his elbows to give Red room to finish undressing him, his dark eyes heated as he looked her over.
As she undressed him, Brianna found she liked having him completely while she was still partially dressed. It had happened before, but it never failed to turn her on. There was a small sense of empowerment. He was completely vulnerable to her, at least physically and that was a surprisingly powerful turn on. After getting all of his clothes off of his body, Brianna knelt on the mattress and leaned over Owen to kiss him again, her tongue slipping past his lips. Her hand slid down his chest and abdomen before she curled her fingers around his cock to stroke slowly. It was always satisfying to feel him get hard for her and Brianna nuzzled his nose before pressing another small kiss to his lips. "Do you want your cock in my mouth?"
Kane wasn’t very into submitting in the bedroom, or he at least hadn’t been in the past. He didn’t really trust people that much, but Adrian’s wendigo had broken through that and scratched an itch he hadn’t known he had. Kane felt a bit of that itch again as he looked up at Red, only bare from the waist up and looking back at him like he was a prime piece of meat. She was a gorgeous, self-possessed woman who wasn’t running away from something she wanted just because someone else didn’t want her to have it. It was hot. Kane kissed her back, his hands gliding down the curves of her sides to squeeze her hips a bit. His cock didn’t need much coaxing, and he moaned softly as he swelled and hardened in her grip. “Yes please,” he breathed, one corner of his mouth quirking up.
Brianna had stopped denying herself what she wanted years ago. She decided she would be as selfish as James and for the most part, it worked for them. This was the first time it had affected her family, but Brianna felt as though she had that under control now and while this thing with Owen would inevitably end, she wanted to enjoy it while she had it. No regrets. With a smile, Brianna made her way down his body, taking the time to touch and kiss wherever she wanted. And then she had his cock in her mouth and with a low moan of satisfaction, she took him deep and began to suck. Brianna knew they didn't have all day, but she wanted this to be good, especially for him.
He had yet to be disappointed by any of their time together -- it had all been good, and the sensation of Red’s mouth sealing around his cock was no exception. The way she moaned like he was absolutely delicious sent an extra jolt of pleasure up his spine, and Kane laid back fully, his eyes slipping closed as he relaxed into it. One hand moved restlessly, brushing over Red’s shoulder and neck and down her slim arm. She was so soft, and felt far more delicate than Kane knew she was ... he couldn’t help but do a little mental comparison to how Adrian’s mouth and body felt. There was no ‘better’ or ‘worse’ about it, just differences that he could appreciate. As Red moved her head over him, his breathing started to get heavier, pleasure curling into a warm weight in his gut.
Gods, he tasted good. And he felt good, so hot and heavy against her tongue. Brianna ran her hands over his thighs, squeezing and stroking as she bobbed her head over his cock, sucking firmly. She found so much more enjoyment in giving head when she could hear his breathing change and feel the muscles in his body start to tense and relax. Brianna hadn't done this for many of her former lovers, always more interested in getting fucked and going home. But she liked doing it for Kane, finding it more arousing than a thankless obligation. She peered up at him through her lashes, taking his cock deeper until it reached the back of her throat.
Getting his dick sucked was almost never bad, but Red sure as hell knew how to make it feel goddamn fantastic. Kane’s skin tingled every place her hands stroked, the touch-starved part of him greedy for it. He groaned as she took him deeper, delving his fingers into her thick hair to flex as his hips pushed upward just a bit. Feeling restless, Kane propped his upper body up on one elbow again so he could watch her, his face relaxed and hazy with pleasure. “Fuck, you’re so good at that,” he whispered. She looked damn delicious doing it too, and Kane reached his hand lower to fondle one of her bare breasts, tugging lightly at the nipple. He was eager to get inside her pussy too, but he was going to enjoy this as long as she would give it to him.
Brianna thought she was pretty skilled at giving oral sex, even if she didn't do it often. It certainly helped that she wanted to do it and that doing it to Owen never failed to turn her on. Moaning around his cock, Brianna shivered as he touched her, her nipples already hard and aching for more attention. It was a relief that she didn't feel pressured to end this. It was the best kind of "self care" that she had in her life at the moment. Not wanting him to get too close to the edge, Brianna finally pulled her mouth from him, licking her lip as she reached down to unzip her skirt. Her pussy was soaked and desperate to be filled and Brianna didn't think she could wait another moment.
He watched her straighten up, licking his own lips as his eyes fell to her lower body as the skirt fell away. She may have gotten the upper hand by stripping him down first, but Kane was riled up now, and he couldn’t stay still and docile any longer. He sat up and put his hands on her hips, backing Red up a step so he could stand, his cock straining toward her as he crowded into her personal space. Bending down to kiss her hungrily again, Kane groaned faintly as he tasted the salt from his own pre-cum on her tongue. It was hot as fuck, and just made his blood run hotter for her. Kane walked her backward toward the dresser, then picked her up to put her on top of it with a low grunt. His mouth still on hers, he tugged at her panties just enough to get them out of the way as the tip of his cock sought out all that heat. Kane thrust into her in one sharp move and breathed a curse against her lips.
Brianna was helpless to do anything but let him move her to wherever he wanted. She kissed him hungrily, everything within her throbbing with need. And then he was inside of her and Brianna cried out against his mouth as one hand gripped his shoulder. Fuck, this was exactly what she wanted. What she needed. Getting lost in a sea of pleasure was the best way to forget everything else. Even if it was only temporary, it was worth it. Gripping the nape of his neck, Brianna kissed him again, her tongue stroking his as she wrapped one leg around his waist to keep him close.
One of his favorite things about fucking women was how easy they were to pick up and move around, and Red thankfully didn’t seem to mind it. She felt tight and so slick around his cock, her body obviously just as hungry for this as his was. Kane moved his hands to grip the backs of her thighs to support her as he started to rock his hips while their mouths danced together. It was a mindless sort of bliss, nothing in his head but pleasure and that animal drive to fuck. The way she clung to him with her legs felt good, and Kane ground his hips into hers for a few moments, keeping the thrusts deep and short, before he started to build into a longer rhythm, his breath harsh in his nose already.
Brianna definitely didn't mind ending up on top of the dresser. She found it sexy as hell to be picked up and moved around so effortlessly, a reminder of Owen's physical strength. It was impossible to stay quiet when his body started to move against hers so she didn't even bother to try. Lowering both hands onto the dresser for leverage, Brianna moved her hips as much as she could in her position, moaning with every thrust of his cock into her. Cursing softly, Brianna let her head fall back as the pleasure washed over her. She could so easily lose herself in it, spend the rest of her life doing nothing but fucking. It wasn't such a bad future, if she was honest with herself, especially when it felt like this. "Fuck," she moaned, bringing one hand around to start rubbing her clit. She was already so swollen and slick that she knew it wouldn't take her long to get there.
She was so vocal, it was so fucking hot to Kane. He liked knowing that he was doing a good job, and Red had never made him wonder. The way she moved with him just made everything feel even better, and Kane leaned back a bit when she moved her hand between them. He looked down at where their bodies were joined, the sight of his cock disappearing into her over and over again sending waves of heat up his spine. “Goddamn,” he breathed, closing his eyes again so he didn’t lose control. Kane bumped his forehead into Red’s, their frantic breath mingling together, and worked his hips faster and harder against hers. He was rocking the whole dresser now, thumping it against the wall, but he didn’t give two shits about disturbing any potential neighbors. He just wanted to feel Red come hard around him.
Goddamn was right. Brianna had forgotten all about where they were, or who might be on the other side of the wall. Frankly, she didn't care either. Every plunge of his cock was heaven, thrusting her closer and closer to the peak. Her fingers did the rest of the work, moving frantically over her clit until a cry of ecstasy caught in her throat. Everything tensed within her, pleasure pulsing in a way that stole her breath. Gods, there was nothing quite like that feeling and for a moment, everything was perfect, her troubles forgotten. Yes, it was temporary, but Brianna was more than okay with that, especially when she was naked and wrapped around a man like Owen.
Kane had never been the kind of guy who was threatened when a woman needed to use her hand to get herself there -- as long as everybody got off, he was happy. He knew his dick wasn’t magic, even if it felt that way to him sometimes. Plus he thought it was hot as fuck to watch anybody touch themselves. “Fuck yeah, that’s my girl,” he muttered as Red fell over the edge, not giving the words much thought. Kane kept fucking her through her orgasm, the tight clenches around his cock only driving him closer to his own peak, and within a minute or two, he fell off right behind her. His body shuddered and he gave a few breathy moans as he emptied himself into her, one hand gripping her hip tight. His mind was blissfully blank, every part of him focused solely on the pleasure throbbing through him.
Brianna was still awash in orgasmic aftershocks when Owen found his own release and she moaned low in her throat when she felt his cock push deep. As much as she enjoyed stretching out and taking their time, there was something to be said for quickies. With her body still trembling, Brianna slipped her hand around the nape of his neck and caught his mouth in a kiss. It was a shame she had to go back to work because she really just wanted to push him back onto the bed and have her way with him all over again.
He kissed her back, drawing a deep breath in through his nose, still enjoying the little pulses of pleasure that ran up his cock. Kane lingered in it, then nibbled gently on Red’s full bottom lip before he pulled back enough to give her a lazy little grin. “Still worth the trouble?” he murmured, nudging his nose against hers. He would miss her if she ever just disappeared on him, so he was grateful that she hadn’t, and they’d gotten to do this. Kane didn’t know what his future held, but if they had to part company, he was going to actually do it the right way. With a bit of reluctance, he pulled out of her and offered a hand so she could ease down off the dresser.
Brianna huffed a soft laugh and then nipped at his lip again before letting him help her from the dresser. She would need to clean up before heading back to work. "Definitely worth the trouble." At least for now. Maybe things would change in the future, but Brianna was okay with not worrying about it until she had to. There was already so much going on in her head and she knew she needed to sort out other aspects of her life. Owen was still an appreciated distraction. "Do you want to join me for a quick shower?" she asked, slipping her arms around his waist. "I'll wash your back."
Kane draped his arms over Red’s shoulders and kissed her forehead. He hadn’t forgotten the sweet way she’d held him after the last time, how she hadn’t asked any questions and just rolled with his need to be hurt, hadn’t mocked him for showing vulnerability. He was falling fast and hard for Adrian, but he had the feeling that wouldn’t crowd out the tender spot she had now in his heart. It was stupid to feel anything for just a casual lover who was married already, but Kane had proven that he was a fucking moron in that regard already. “Sure,” he murmured, giving her a gentle squeeze. “Careful of the stitches, they’re comin’ out soon.” He chuckled as he let her go and headed toward the bathroom, gesturing toward the untouched bed. “We made housekeeping’s job easy this time, at least.”
She had almost forgotten about his stitches, but she was glad to hear they would be coming out soon. He didn't look like he had a lot of fresh injuries, but that could be temporary. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle," Brianna promised as she followed him to the bathroom, twisting her hair around to pull it up from her neck for a moment. Her body was still flushed with heat and she felt good. Maybe she would ditch work for the rest of the day and head home for a swim. "How long until you've got to get more?" she asked, only slightly amused. He had told her what he did for a living, so she knew it was a dangerous job, one that could probably get him killed if he wasn't safe. "You've been staying out of trouble?"
He immediately flashed back to watching Adrian rip the head off of that giant creature, and Kane chuckled faintly. “Yeah, I been takin’ it easy,” he murmured. It was kind of true, he hadn’t done much work that night. Until he was on his back, that was. Kane turned the shower water on and adjusted it a bit. “Hopefully it’ll be a while ‘til the next ER visit though, that shit’s expensive.” He stepped into the shower stall and made room for her to join him. It was nice to think he had his own personal field nurse now though, Kane wondered if Adrian would be stitching him up again for free sometime. He leaned into the shower spray and grabbed the soap for a quick wash up.
Brianna wasn't entirely sure she believed him, but what he did when he wasn't with her wasn't her business. She didn't want him to get hurt, but if he really hunted things for a living, that was part of the job. Brianna plucked the soap from his hand to wash his back and shoulders. As always, she could feel the magic in his tattoos and it made her wonder if it did much of anything if he was ending up in the ER. "There are people in town who could probably help you without a visit to the ER... or milking you for thousands of dollars."
Kane washed his junk while Brianna washed his back. “Aw yeah?” he drawled casually, his mind still on his hot nurse in scrubs. “Is there a vet in town? Or you got something else in mind?” He half-glanced over his shoulder, a little smirk on his face. Kane was sure she was thinking of other witches instead. While he wasn’t opposed to going to magic-users for help, after his experience overseas they did kind of make him nervous. The rituals around putting all of his protective ink into place had been wild and painful and difficult, and it had kind of soured the idea of magic for him. But it had also been a long time ago and very far away, and he knew there was a huge variety of witches out there.
"There's a vet, if you need a vet," Brianna said with a soft laugh. She had always liked washing mens bodies, even when it wasn't foreplay to something more sexual. Letting her hands glide and roam over male skin was a secret guilty pleasure... even if there wasn't much guilt involved. "I don't have anyone specific in mind, but knowing this town, there are likely to be a few people here and there who would be willing to help you. Just something to keep in mind. As sexy as scars can be, I'd rather not see you hurt." Brianna might not be in love with the guy, but she cared enough not to want him to end up in the hospital. There was nothing wrong with that, in her mind.
He was a sucker for being touched by a beautiful woman, so Kane wasn’t complaining. Red wasn’t using much pressure, but it still kind of felt like a massage, soothing and kind of sweet. “You talkin’ about witch type people?” he asked, his tone a bit amused. “I’ll keep it in mind. Promise I won’t name-drop your name that I still don’t know.” They knew what each of them were now, at least to some extent -- Kane didn’t even know where to begin trying to explain his Reaping, he’d botched it badly enough with Bailey -- so why beat around the bush? If he got really hurt on the job at any point, he was pretty sure Red just wouldn’t ever see him again, but he didn’t really want to point that out. Kane knew he would not do well in a hospital long-term, or be an obedient patient.
"Not necessarily witch type people," Brianna said, running her soapy hands over his lower back. She was sure someone like the O'Reilly witch could heal people, but she wasn't educated enough in magic to know who to send Kane to. "But this town is full of people who are... aware, so to speak, and I'm sure you know that too. Everyone knows someone, you know? So if you needed help, I would help you." He might not need help at all and she was fine with that. But the offer was out there anyway. Brianna was silent for a moment as she washed his back, sure it was clean enough now but she liked touching him. "Do you want to know my name?" she asked finally, running her hands up to his shoulders again.
“Might take you up on that someday,” he murmured. Kane was definitely aware that there were plenty of people in town who Knew Things. He didn’t have much connection with any of them, he’d been gone for so long and Kane wasn’t in the habit of asking anyone for help. Red’s offer touched him though, and he was smiling faintly as he turned to face her again. Kane loosely slipped his arms around her waist to pull her in against him, glancing down at how the water cascading over his shoulders pooled between her breasts. How could her husband not fully appreciate a woman like this? Idiot. “Only if you want me to know it,” he answered, his eyes ticking back up to hers. “Think we know by now that we’re on the same page ... you wanna really know mine?”
Brianna was grateful for the fact that they had been sleeping together for a while now and nothing had changed. She might end up divorcing James, but it wasn't because of, or for, Owen. It was for herself. But she had grown to care enough about Owen to not want to see him hurt too badly. He didn't expect anything from her, nor she from him and that worked for her. Was it odd to consider him something of a friend? It was new territory for her, so she didn't really know. But that wasn't something to think about at the moment, because the shower water was the right temperature and his hands felt good on her body. "I want to know yours," Brianna said after a brief moment of thought, her arms slipping around him. "Mine is Brianna."
“Brianna,” he murmured as if tasting her name on his tongue. It suited her, he thought, kind of elegant and feminine. Kane didn’t need to know her last name, though he could always just look her up since he knew where she lived. He hadn’t wanted to, respecting the boundaries they’d had in place since they first started this thing months ago. It felt more intimate to give each other real names, but good at the same time. Kane wanted so badly to be known, but he put so much energy into avoiding that very thing. He’d only given Adrian his real name when he’d thought the wendigo was going to kill him -- this was a much more pleasant context. “I’m Kane. Which I know sounds faker than Owen, but that’s it.” He shrugged a little, idly running his hands over the curves of her hips and ass.
He had been to her house. He had seen her husband and even her daughter. It was a small town. If he wanted to find out more information about her, he could. But Brianna knew he hadn't, because they had both wanted this to be anonymous and they had both respected that. Well, sort of. Brianna had still taken pictures of his tattoos to get information on them, but knowing what had created them hadn't changed her mind about sleeping with him. He might be dangerous, but he wasn't dangerous to her. "Kane," she repeated as a smile curved at her lips. "It fits you." Now that she knew, Owen seemed like such a normal name for someone like him. Bringing her hands up to cup his face, she kissed him again, finding that she quite enjoyed knowing his name now. As exciting as the complete anonymity had been, this was somehow better.
He blew a little huff through his nose -- Adrian had said the same thing about his name. He guessed his father knew from the moment he was born that he would be troubled and cursed, not to mention a bad brother. He’d just always been grateful for the alternate spelling. Kane liked the way it sounded in Brianna’s mouth though, and the way she held his face while their lips caressed. He was getting to a place with her that he’d been before, that warmly intimate cousin of romance that always felt bittersweet when it ended. He liked her, they had good chemistry, she’d been nice to him and made him feel like a person. It was probably pathetic, but Kane couldn’t help himself sometimes. At least he knew how to not make it a problem when it was time to let it go. He squeezed her ass gently, enjoying the shape of it as he tasted her a bit deeper.
A soft, pleasant sound formed in Brianna's throat at the feel of Kane's hands on her ass. It was such a novelty to have someone in her life who could get her blood pumping hot with just a touch. Her sex life with James had been running hot and cold for some time now and she knew he would never do the things to her that Kane did, which was a real shame. Despite the fact that she had to get back to work, Brianna allowed herself to enjoy just standing there beneath the shower and kissing him. He tasted good to her, felt nice and firm beneath her hands as she let them start roaming over his body again. That awkward moment with Phee was a thing of the past now, though Brianna certainly didn't want it happening again. Her fingers pressed into his hips before she slid her hands down over his ass. Gods, he was sexy. "How is it that you make me want you so soon after having you?" Brianna asked, biting gently at his lower lip. "It's very annoying."
Kane chuckled and gave her a soft nibble back. “Just a talent, I guess.” He felt like he could’ve stayed there for hours just soaking in the feel of her hands on him, if neither of them had anywhere else to be. It was hot and soothing at the same time, and satisfied that skin hunger that he seemed to feel more and more these days. Kane had always had a high drive when he had a lover on call, but there hadn’t been many who went multiple rounds with him like this. Knowing he was turning her on again aroused him, and he brought one hand up to gently grope her breast and toy with the nipple while he delved his tongue into her mouth again. Fresh heat ran through him, and his cock started to lazily fill out again. Kane traced his fingers down the front of her body to slip them between her legs and rub lightly at her clit. “You want another one, Brianna?” he murmured, saying her name with relish.
She liked the sound of her name on his lips already, especially when it sounded like that. Her body trembled immediately and Brianna slid her hand over his, not pushing or guiding, but simply touching. "Give me another one," she said, already breathless and desperate for more. When was the last time she and James had spent an afternoon having sex? It was stupid and unfair to keep comparing a casual lover to her husband, but also difficult not to do sometimes. Smoothing her free hand down his chest, Brianna dipped lower until her fingers found his cock and she began to explore him. Getting back to work had quickly taken a backseat to what was happening now.
Her hand felt good, and Kane’s cock responded to it, but his focus was much more on Brianna’s body than his own. He was still feeling pretty physically satisfied, but he wasn’t about to stop her from playing with him if she wanted to. Kane liked the way she demanded it, and he smiled faintly as he stroked at her pussy with more purpose, loving the way he could feel her swell up against his fingers. It was always hot to turn someone on so easily. With a deep hum in his throat, he kissed her lips, her jaw, then moved down her neck, sucking and nibbling here and there as he went. Kane slid one finger into Brianna’s heat, then another after a few strokes. He nuzzled his way back up to her ear and murmured, “I wanna feel this beautiful pussy come on my tongue, that all right?”
It was difficult to focus any proper attention on Kane's cock when her own pleasure was starting to fill her belly with heat all over again. But he didn't seem to mind it so she wasn't going to either. Having two orgasms so close together was never an easy task but Kane really seemed to get the job done for her every time she wanted it. And right now, Brianna wanted it. She was already breathing harder as her hips moved with his fingers, a low moan forming in her throat as soon as she felt one thick finger slip into her pussy. His voice made her throb and Brianna was helpless to do anything more but nod at his question, more than a little eager to feel his mouth on her now.
Kane kissed and nipped at her skin a bit more on his way down to his knees, pausing long enough to give both of her nipples a little attention while he kept working his fingers inside of her. She was so wet and juicy -- some of which belonged to him, of course, but that didn’t bother Kane any. He was not the kind of man opposed to tasting his own cum, and as he settled on his knees in front of her he found it sharply arousing to breathe in their mingled scents. Kane guided one of Brianna’s legs to hook over his shoulder as he shifted in closer, looking up at her with dark eyes as he put his mouth against her sex. He groaned deep in his throat as he stroked her with his tongue, keeping one finger inside of her to tease for a moment.
She watched him as he descended, though her eyelids got heavier the lower he went. Brianna couldn't quite remember the last lover she'd had who had been so focused on her own pleasure. Most men were all alike, selfish and needy, but Kane seemed to know exactly what she wanted and needed. A man as invested in her orgasm as his own was a rare fucking breed. Brianna's head fell back as one hand delved into his hair, clinging to the strands as her body immediately responded to his tongue. Her body throbbed around his finger and Brianna released a low, long moan. Cursing softly, Brianna pressed herself against his mouth, careful not to move too much. She was still standing in a shower and it was decidedly unsexy to fall and hurt herself. But hell, maybe it would be worth it because Kane's hand and mouth felt so good.
For most of his adult life, the majority of Kane’s positive interactions with other humans involved sex, so he had made a point to get good at it. It had taken him some time to learn that being a good lover wasn’t in the size of his cock or his techniques or being kinky, it was more about listening and being giving. It didn’t hurt that making a partner moan and tremble and strain turned him on something fierce. Kane kept one hand securely on Brianna’s raised thigh to give her stability, groaning into her pussy as he licked and sucked at her. The saltiness of his cum mingled with her taste and it made Kane’s cock throb. He sucked at her clit as he finger fucked her with slow, deep strokes, wanting to build her up to another big one.
Brianna had had her fair share of lovers since she became sexually active and while most were tolerable, there were very few who could wrangle this much pleasure from her and leave her wanting more. Kane seemed to know exactly where to touch and lick, what pace to set... how much pressure to apply. He was experienced and it showed. Brianna savored every moment, her moans filling the cramped shower as her pussy squeezed around his finger. "Right there," she said, sliding her hand over the back of his head to keep him exactly where he was, although she knew he had no intention of moving. Knowing he could probably taste himself too certainly heightened her excitement. Would James ever do such a thing? Maybe to other women... not to her. "Give me another finger," she demanded breathlessly.
He had zero plans to move until he felt Brianna lose it against his mouth, but the way she held him in place gave Kane a thrill. Plus he always enjoyed having his head touched, it was just a Thing. Kane moaned in his throat again as he slipped his middle finger into her pussy to join the first, relishing the tightness that he knew felt so good around his cock too. It was hard as a rock again and eager to be involved, but Kane wasn’t worried about himself at the moment. He wasn’t dying for a second orgasm and he was hoping to see Adrian later anyway, so he might as well save the energy. But he wanted to send Brianna home with trembly legs and a sense of satisfaction. So Kane kept up the attention on her clit and pussy lips, feasting on her like some succulent fruit, while he fucked her faster and curled his middle finger a bit to hopefully hit her g-spot better.
So far Kane had yet to send her home unsatisfied and honestly, she would have been content to go home after the first orgasm. But a second was definitely on its way and it was most definitely welcomed. All of the stimulation was starting to become Too Much but in the best possible way and Brianna panted heavily, the occasional moan escaping her until the pleasure began to coil deep in her gut. When she came, it stole her breath, leaving her throbbing rhythmically around his fingers. It wasn't as sharp or intense as the first but it was no less good, a sense of relief she hadn't really known that she needed. Spas and massages were lovely, of course, but this was the best kind of self care. Her hand relaxed against the back of his head, though she didn't draw away from him just yet, too weak kneed to even attempt to stand on her own.
It was a delight to feel her come again, and Kane smiled briefly when it started before he went back to riding it out with her. He gave an appreciative moan against her pussy as she throbbed around him, slowly all the stimulation down when it seemed right. He may not have known the ins and outs of a female body as well as his own equipment, but Kane had a lot of experience and feedback to draw on, and he’d been smacked post-orgasm enough times to know how sensitive everything could get. Kane kissed the insides of Brianna’s thighs a bit and let her lean on him for as long as she needed to. Once she was steadier, he got up with a little groan on his knees’ behalf, then rinsed his face off in the shower spray. Kane gave her a little grin and leaned in to kiss her softly. “M’glad you didn’t ghost,” he murmured.
Brianna huffed a soft laugh. "I'm glad you didn't ghost." The situation with Phee could have sent Kane running and she would have understood why. Things might be slightly different now, but that didn't mean everything had to change. If Kane was still willing to continue their arrangement, then she certainly was. Now that the pleasant aftershocks were starting to fade, Brianna realized how late she was getting back to work. She kissed him again and then reached for the small bottle of cheap shampoo. It would have to do for now. "You need anything else before I go?" she asked with a pointed look. He had gotten hard again but he didn't seem too eager to do anything about it, and she was okay with that. Maybe it was slightly selfish but Kane didn't seem like the type to not get off if he really wanted to.
Even if this thing with Adrian turned monogamous -- something that felt weird to him to even think about -- Kane knew he wasn’t going to ghost her. He would tell her properly, say goodbye and good luck, for however long his status as a taken man lasted. Part of Kane was pretty sure it would never actually get that far, and it wouldn’t last long even if it did. It wasn’t like he was any good at relationships, no matter who they were with. This almost-anonymous hooking up was much more in his comfort zone. Leaning one shoulder against the shower wall, Kane chuckled faintly, his hand sneaking down to give himself a squeeze. He didn’t feel any urgent need, and it was kind of nice to let that medium-horny feeling linger. “Nah, I’m good,” he drawled to Brianna, watching her body under the spray of water. “You got a busy afternoon?”
"Busy enough," Brianna said, already thinking about what she needed to get done before going home for the evening. Some part of her wanted James to be home so they could talk, but she wasn't quite sure it was time for that. As she began to rinse her hair, she eyed Kane. "What about you?" She had no idea what he did on a daily basis. She knew what he was, but Brianna had no idea if he had another job, or anything like that. She didn't necessarily need to know, but she couldn't exactly deny her curiosity either.
Kane was vaguely curious about what one of Brianna’s days looked like, what kind of work she did and why. Judging by their house, they weren’t hurting for money -- neither was he, but Kane still didn’t really understand how Rich People lived. He’d been raised in a struggling household and he’d never really spent his money like he was rich. It was all idle wondering though, Kane wasn’t going to pry into her life that much, even if he knew her name now. When she asked that question he smiled reflexively, Adrian immediately popping to his head. “Kinda thinkin’ I might go check out a little spot I used to hang out as a teenager, see if it’s how I remember it. Not much else planned.”
"That sounds much more fun than what I've got ahead of me," Brianna said with a quick smile. "I'm guessing that spot is going to be exactly what you're expecting. Nothing changes much around here." At least not in her eyes. Some new shops and businesses were all fine and good, but Point Pleasant was still Point Pleasant, for better or for worse. Usually worse. With her hair rinsed out, she stepped forward to slip her arms around his waist, pressing a kiss to his chin. "But I'll see you soon?" Her body was satisfied and sated but that didn't mean Brianna wasn't already looking forward to seeing him again.
He came very close to mentioning that he might have some very enjoyable company along with him, but Kane bit it back. He knew eventually he might have to own up to having feelings for someone, if this thing with Adrian turned into an actual relationship ... but Kane had never been in the habit of allowing two affairs of his to know about each other. Except for one pretty magical night when he’d gotten to have a threesome. That was highly unlikely here, so it was better to keep all those divisions up, in Kane’s mind. Adrian knew he had a female lover of some kind, but nothing else, and Kane kind of wanted to keep it that way. He half-smiled down at Brianna as he draped his arms around her shoulders. His cock was still lazily hard, and her wet skin felt nice against it. “You know how to find me,” he rumbled before he kissed her on the lips.
Brianna was fine not knowing who else Kane had in his life. What they had worked for her and that was the important thing. She had once been a rather jealous person, possessive of her lovers, but being married to James had sort of beaten that out of her. It did no good and only made her feel worse, so she had learned to just accept things for what they were. Besides, nothing ended an affair as quickly as a confession of Feelings. Brianna would rather avoid that all together. She savored the kiss, humming happily into his mouth before finally pulling back. "I've got to get dressed," she said, half-disappointed that she couldn't just take off the entire afternoon and drag him back to the bed. Maybe next time. "I'll see you soon."
At the moment it kind of felt sustainable, even if part of Kane knew better. He had Big Feelings for Adrian, but also warm affectionate ones for Brianna, and keeping them both as lovers would be ideal for him. Unfortunately the world didn’t revolve around his wants, so Kane would just have to see how it all panned out. He would keep this up as long as he could, though, he enjoyed it too much to just cut her loose. Kane gave her a lopsided smile and patted her ass before he moved under the shower spray to give Brianna room to get out. “Go do your thing, boss lady,” he teased lightly. Kane still had to wash up, and he wasn’t in any hurry, so he might as well enjoy soaking up the hot water that would last for ages. He’d already kissed her goodbye and all. “Be safe out there.”