Who: Adrian & Kane Where: the woods When: Afternoon Monday 7/2 Warning: NSFW Status: complete, Part 2
It felt almost symbolic to sink into the water while kissing and Adrian went with it, tightening his hold on Kane as the water enveloped them. He wondered just how much he could ask Kane for, not just in sex, just how easy it would be to push him to do things or even buy things for him. Adrian didn't want to do any of that for a variety of reasons but there was a weird little thrill at the thought that he could. It was a thrill mixed with sadness because at the base of it was so much guilt that he wanted to eradicate now, let them both forget about the darkest moments between them and just focus on this. When they resurfaced, Adrian grinned against his lips and pushed Kane away again in a playfully affectionate way. "You're making me hard, asshole," he faux complained as he swam toward the cliff again.
It was already a struggle for Kane not to shower Adrian with money, to try and fix all of his financial shit for him, buy him a car, pay for an apartment. Kane could afford it, he had plenty to spare, but he knew it could make things awkward and weird later, and he definitely didn’t want to make Adrian feel trapped in this or beholden to him or some shit. He didn’t feel compelled out of guilt -- he was pretty sure it wasn’t guilt, anyway. It felt more like a desire to take care of someone he cared about. And financial help was only the tip of the iceberg of what Kane was willing to give him. He grinned as he bobbed up again from that push, watching Adrian swim away for a beat before he back-stroked his way in the other direction. Kane climbed out of the water near where they’d left their clothes and shook off a bit. The sun was out now, and it felt good on his wet skin as he sat down on the rock, stretching his legs out and leaning back on his hands to watch Adrian climb.
Truth be told, Adrian had wanted Kane to follow him, but that was okay. He paused at the top of that little cliff, watched him across the water and tried not to overthink all the things he was feeling. He hadn't expected to feel something like this for someone, maybe ever, had long since resigned himself to the idea of luke warm and pleasant. This kind of intensity was for movies or some shit, real life couples were comfortable and easy going. Kane had just proven him so wrong and he was still reeling from it. Maybe given time it would settle into that calm nature but for now it was a hurricane, uprooting so many things inside of Adrian. He kind of hoped it would settle like that, that they'd actually have that kind of time together where the chaos settled down and the excitement got comfortably boring, but he feared that it would just be a brief storm that would leave him hurting. It was kind of easy to imagine the better version out here in the sun as he stared at Kane across the water and Kane stared back at him. It felt like a scene out of a movie more than real life and Adrian smiled at him before he flung himself into the water again, trying to leave all those thoughts behind on that cliff, like if he was fast enough they wouldn't keep up. He surfaced a few seconds later and leisurely swam over to Kane again, slowly climbing out and shaking water out of his hair.
The two of them looking at each other across the water felt poignant to Kane too, like something out of a book or a painting about longing. Maybe it didn’t make sense to long for someone that was within reach, but Kane felt it anyway. Or perhaps it was more of a sense of longing for something instead of someone -- he had Adrian now, to a certain degree, but what did he want that to look like? What could they build together that made both of them happy? Could Kane even be happy long term? He’d never managed it before ... but he’d never had this before either, not really. And gods help him, he wanted to keep it. He smiled a bit as Adrian crashed into the water, enjoying the view as he emerged and shook off, dripping and gorgeous and causing something to twist pleasantly in Kane’s chest. He tilted his head toward one shoulder and scraped his teeth over his bottom lip, his gaze wandering slowly over the other man. “You’re criminally hot, you know that, right?” he asked with a lazy little grin.
Adrian had no idea how to respond to that. It felt stupidly good to get a compliment like that from someone who was ridiculously hot himself and he wasn't really the type to get all awkward about compliments in the first place, but it was such a passive quality. 'Thanks, I worked hard for it' didn't really apply here. "Don't you wanna know how we keep starting fires?" he said instead, quoting a silly song meaning that maybe they were entirely too hot together. He was just glad Kane found him attractive, that they had this mad chemistry sparking off between them, so strong it had surpassed all the other bullshit. He moved to sit down next to Kane, leaning in against him. They weren't that far from town but he still felt weirdly safe here, maybe because he was sure they could hear if anyone wandered close or maybe he just couldn't bring himself to fret. It felt private and that was enough.
Kane knew he was in good shape so his body was hot, but he’d always had doubts about the rest of him. He knew he wasn’t completely hideous or he probably wouldn’t get laid as much as he did ... maybe he just looked too much like his father for his own tastes, who the hell knew. Adrian was making him feel attractive more often lately -- Brianna too, if he was being honest -- and it felt good. Kane leaned back against Adrian’s weight and slipped an arm around him. He got that dreamy feeling again, like everything was too beautiful to be real. The sun was shining down through the trees on the ridge, the white noise of the waterfall was soothing, there was a soft breeze coming off of the water, Adrian’s body was warm and solid against him. Kane basked in it for a moment, then turned his head to catch Adrian’s lips with his own.
Kissing was good because Adrian really had nothing to say. He just wanted to stare at Kane or kiss him and kissing meant not talking was more acceptable. Not that he thought Kane needed him to talk, they could probably sit together for hours and not talk and it'd be fine. Kissing was so good though and he just let himself stay in this moment, enjoy how surreal it all felt, how too good to be true and peaceful. He was going to live on this for the next few days like sustenance, already doing what he could to memorize every little moment as something to revisit in his mind. "Thanks for taking me away," he murmured against Kane's lips after a while and damn he had needed that. A new environment, actually swimming, feeling the sun on his skin. Kane being there was the cherry on top and he bumped their knees together and smiled. "For a little while at least."
That gave Kane the ridiculous urge to build them a log cabin right up on the ridge, so they could hide out and be hermit mountain men for the rest of their lives. It would never work because Adrian had a family and all, but fuck the urge to just be with him was incredibly strong. “Anytime,” he murmured back instead, nudging their noses together. It had been cathartic for him too, to get out into nature and do something physical without a gun in his hands or intent to do anything but enjoy himself. And to share something good with Adrian, one of the few places in this town that held pleasant memories for him. One in particular surfaced in his mind and Kane snorted quietly and brushed his lips against Adrian’s again. “I gave my first blowjob here.”
"Sweet spot," Adrian murmured and he wasn't really surprised to hear it, it was a perfect place to hang out and have sex and Kane had told him he'd come here with a bunch of hotties. "You were my first blowjob," he added after only a few seconds to think about it. There was still some part of him that felt like Kane shouldn't get to know intimate little truths like that one, that Adrian should hold back and keep secrets from him, especially the kinds of secrets that might get to his head. The part of him that wanted to tell Kane every thought that crossed his mind was only a little bit stronger right now and it made for an interesting little warfare inside of him. Too late to think about that now though, he'd already blurted it out and only Kane's reaction would tell him how he felt about that.
Adrian might not have been surprised, but Kane was, and his brows lifted before he could stop them. “No shit?” he murmured. “Wait, giving or receiving?” The second after he asked he wasn’t sure if it really mattered -- a first was still a first, and that was unusual for someone Adrian’s age. He’d said he’d had at least one fuckbuddy too, hadn’t he? Kane just hadn’t expected to be his first anything. “Either way, I couldn’t tell,” he added, giving Adrian a little half-smile. He didn’t sound insecure about it or anything, but just in case he was keeping that covered up, Kane wanted to say it out loud. His grin widened a bit. “I dunno if ‘you’re a natural cocksucker’ counts as a compliment, but ... you’re good at it.”
"I think it depends on who says it," Adrian replied with a grin. "I'll take it as one." He ignored the urge to blurt out that Kane was his first in other ways too, shutting himself up by kissing him again and wondering why he felt like talking so damn much around Kane. It was like he'd kept things all cooped up for years and now he had somewhere to put them and it was hard to stop - or something. Maybe Kane was just easy to talk to. If you want to pour your damn heart out, go to confession he reminded himself but he couldn't imagine he had anything he wanted to say to a priest, church made him feel like an imposter these days. This place felt far nicer and Kane didn't judge him or absolve him, he was just good to talk to. Adrian traced his jaw with his fingers as he kissed him, then pulled back again and trailed his fingers through Kane's hair. "So what did you bring in that backpack?" he asked curiously. "Anything fun?"
Kane was happy to be distracted by kissing Adrian again, and his hand brushed against Adrian’s arm while he touched his face. That always made him feel melty inside, and he didn’t know if Adrian knew it or not, but it was another perfect thing. If Adrian had so little experience, it kind of felt like they were made for each other, because he always seemed to know exactly how to touch Kane. He was starting to feel really warm inside and his cock was hardening by the time Adrian pulled back, and he almost ignored the questions to just keep kissing him. That was probably rude, so he licked his lips and glanced at the pack. “Just some essentials ... water, a couple power bars, a towel, some lube.” Kane smirked and dipped his head in to nip at Adrian’s jaw. “In case I could seduce you outside.”
Fucking outside was probably not a good idea but Adrian didn't feel like living in fear right now. Being out here was perfect and he didn't want to leave yet but he'd been feeling lowkey horny for a while and kissing only fanned those flames. Kane's lips on his jaw sent a happy little shiver through him and he smiled, running his fingers down to Kane's chest. "You're doing okay so far," he murmured even if Kane was doing way better than just okay and his tone said as much. Adrian felt very much seduced already and he had a hard time imagining not feeling that way around Kane, he'd already been swept into that deep current, getting out didn't seem like it was going to happen. "Keep going."
That sounded like a green light to Kane, and he chuckled softly as he turned his body more toward Adrian’s. He stroked his hand against Adrian’s chest before sliding it up to cup the side of his neck and jaw as Kane kissed his way down the side of it to nibble on the top of his shoulder. The rock wasn’t the most comfortable surface in the world, but it was warm from the sun and Kane hardly noticed the hardness of it at the moment. All of his senses were focused on Adrian now, the way he was breathing and the warm skin under his palm. He lifted his head again and turned Adrian’s face by the jaw to kiss him deeply, a soft sound in his throat. Kane caressed his way down to Adrian’s inner thigh before he cupped and toyed with his balls, just eager to touch him everywhere all at once.
As Adrian didn't really need seducing, he was already touching Kane back, smoothing his palms over his chest and sides. They were drying off quickly in the sun and everything felt warm and soft except that rock they were sitting on but that was okay. Discomfort didn't have as much of a hold on him lately because he'd been through too much shit by now. A warm rock in the woods was paradise compared to some of it and he had Kane to focus on, sighing contently into the kiss and letting his hands roam anywhere he could reach. "I wanna fuck you," he whispered against his lips and the words 'You're the only guy I've fucked almost followed, more confessions and more need to talk and talk. It didn't feel like the time though, even if Kane might find it a turn-on. There were things Adrian wanted to do now that didn't involve talking. "Do you feel like getting fucked?"
It hadn’t been what Kane had in mind, but his immediate gut reaction was a resounding Yes that sent a delicious throb through his core. Fuck, he was really far gone in all of this, wasn’t he? He’d never let any of his casual flings fuck him this often, much less wanted to give them anything and everything they desired like this. None of it felt forced or like an obligation, and it was so weird but good at the same time. Kane pushed himself up onto his knees and straddled Adrian’s hips, his mouth never moving far away. “Do I feel like riding this thick cock like I stole it?” Kane murmured, reaching down to loosely wrap his hand around both of their erections. He rocked his hips a bit just for some friction against that velvety hot skin. “Lube is in the front pocket.” He nodded slightly toward the backpack that was within easy reach for Adrian. The last time Adrian had fucked him had also been outside, but the wendigo had been in control, and it felt like a different vibe this time -- Kane was game to get fucked, but he didn’t want to submit this time. There was a difference.
His words got Adrian to laugh but that was very quickly lost to that delicious friction and he grabbed Kane's hips tightly as he moved against him, his arousal flaring up hotter than before. He was glad the lube was within reach because he really did not feel like separating from Kane any time soon, stretching out to pull the bag closer as soon as Kane told him where to look. The small bottle was easy to find and he poured some of its contents out in Kane's hand before slicking up his fingers, unable to keep his eyes off Kane's body except to glance at what he was doing, making sure the bottle stayed within reach and didn't roll away after he put it down. He arched up again to nip at Kane's lip, reaching behind him to rub his fingers against his ass. Maybe he should be dragging it out a little but something about being outside made it feel more rushed and he didn't feel like waiting.
Kane didn’t feel rushed, he felt like everything was taking too long already. He wanted Adrian inside of him, wanted to be grunting and panting together, out in their private little oasis. It was pretty crazy how quickly and intensely Adrian could turn him on, but Kane wasn’t about to complain. He almost didn’t care about any warming up, but Adrian’s fingers felt really good, and it gave him a few moments to play with them both. He spread the lube around on both of their cocks, then took them both in hand again to stroke them together. The hot press of Adrian’s shaft against his made Kane groan, and he rocked his hips wantonly, pushing against those fingers and rubbing their cocks together in his fist at the same time. He dipped in to kiss him again, hungry and a little breathless already.
Adrian pressed up against him, a small moan escaping his throat as everything escalated so fast it made his mind spin. Kane felt tight and hot around his fingers, a promise of things to come but even this was enough, the way he fondled his cock, feeling Kane's cock pressed against his own, it was so fucking delicious and he'd been wanting this for what felt like forever. They were still in that place where he wanted to do this every day - multiple times a day - wanted to just spend hours and hours tangled up with Kane and not have to think about the outside world at all. His cock was already straining for him, it never took long for Kane to get him to a hundred it seemed, no matter what the starting point was. He had no misconception about who was in charge right now, he might be topping but Kane was in control and it was deliciously mixed up and perfect.
Topping from the bottom was usually a delight for Kane, and the way he preferred to get fucked ... or it had been in the past, at least. He didn’t even know what preferences he had with Adrian, he just wanted everything all at once. The wendigo had very much been in control the other night in Blackwater and Kane had loved it. He had pushed boundaries and roughly taken Adrian before, and he’d loved that too. They’d had some of the most sensual, intimate sex he’d ever been a part of in his life, and he loved that just as much. It was the type of greed he hadn’t felt in so stupidly long. Kane’s libido got satisfied for short periods, but he never felt full, not yet. It was strange to not only feel like he wanted to take and take and take from Adrian, but also give him every single part of himself, but he did. He hit the point where his impatience overrode any worry about discomfort, and he straightened up, reaching back to nudge Adrian’s hand away while he moved forward a bit and guided Adrian’s slick cock to the right spot. Kane wet his lips, gazing down at him as he pushed back against that warm pressure. He gave a little hiss as the head of Adrian’s cock popped inside, rocking his hips slowly as he worked him deeper.
Adrian hadn't had a lot of opportunities to explore his preferences. He liked getting fucked and had at some point wondered if he was strictly a bottom but this was something else. That tight and hot grip on his cock, seeing and feeling Kane's reaction to feeling him inside of him, it all sparked off something inside of him he couldn't name, good feelings and feelings that were a little too dark to be called good. He bit his lip as he stared up at Kane, stroking his thighs and hips but mostly just feeling the way he moved on top of him, gradually taking him deeper at a pace Adrian was more than happy to let him control. He was so relieved that he remembered fucking him in the woods, that all those memories of that night hadn't been swept away into oblivion, but this time felt so different. He wasn't as strong, there was that, but Kane was in control now for more reasons than that and eagerly giving himself to him. It was possibly the hottest view Adrian had ever had and he just wanted to touch and thrust, though he only allowed himself one of those things for now.
It was the sexiest feeling, being up on his knees with Adrian’s hungry eyes on his body while he sank down around his cock. “Oh fuck,” he moaned, finally settling his weight against Adrian’s hips. That full feeling was edged with a slight sting, but it felt absolutely perfect. Staring back at the man underneath him, Kane rolled his hips to let himself adjust, the friction of his cock against Adrian’s lower belly sending little jolts of pleasure running up his body. Adrian looked goddamn delicious down there, and Kane rubbed his slick hands over his chest, almost massaging the muscle there. He didn’t think he’d ever enjoyed eye contact during a fuck quite as much as this, Kane couldn’t look away as he slowly started to rock over Adrian’s cock, though his lashes fluttered. The pressure felt incredible all on its own, and the way he hit that perfect spot was going to drive Kane crazy in no time, he could already tell.
Adrian couldn't stop staring up at him and it was pretty wild how much he enjoyed looking at Kane while they fucked, taking in every little micro expression that crossed his face and paying close attention to the little details like the way his adam's apple bobbed when he swallowed and how he had a hard time keeping his eyes closed. Adrian wasn't quite there yet, the pleasure wasn't overwhelming, it was just good and steady and a lot of it came from simply watching Kane and knowing how he was making him feel. He got some more lube on his hand and reached for Kane's cock, feeling the weight of it in his hand before he started stroking it slowly. "You're so fucking hot," he whispered under his breath and he already knew he wanted to do this again and again, wanted to burn this memory into his brain for the next time he had to take care of himself alone, to dream of this every night instead of all the bullshit nightmares he had. Kane always moved like a dangerous animal and he fucked just the same, muscles dancing under scarred skin, his expression dark even when he seemed to be losing himself in pleasure. Adrian wanted to lick his face, wanted to eat him up and all those possessive feelings Kane seemed to spark in him felt so much more intense when they were actually fucking.
The praise was almost like another physical touch, full of as much pleasure as Adrian’s hand, even if it was a different flavor. Kane couldn’t even answer coherently for a moment, just lost in the sensations pummeling his body. He felt fucking hot, Adrian was fucking hot too, and together they were like the fucking sun. A breathy curse slipped past Kane’s lips and he lengthened the motion of his hips, fucking forward into Adrian’s hand, everything inside of him starting to get tight and trembly. He’d already half forgotten where they were, that there was any chance they could get caught -- all he knew was he wanted to make this last, so he tried to pace himself. It was going to be a challenge with Adrian doing such delicious things to his body, but Kane could be stubborn when he wanted to be. With a groan, he leaned over Adrian again, one hand braced against the rock so he could dip in and kiss him, nipping at that full bottom lip of his. “You feel so fucking good,” he grunted softly. “Best cock I ever had.”
Adrian might have laughed because 'no way', Kane had a lot of experience and he found that very hard to believe, but laughter was far from his mind at the moment and he wanted to believe it, wanted to be the ultimate best lover Kane would ever have, someone he'd never forget, someone he'd pine for for the rest of his life if things didn't work out between them. When things didn't work out between them. Adrian wanted to be burned into his psyche, unforgettable the way he knew Kane already was to him. He grunted softly instead of commenting and used his free hand to pull Kane into a deeper kiss, unable to keep from joining him in rocking his hips though he didn't quite thrust yet. It all felt so good and he could say the same, that Kane was the best fuck he'd ever had, but there was really only one other guy in the running. He still found it impossible to imagine meeting someone else he'd share this kind of chemistry with, Kane just touched on so many parts of him, physical and emotional, there couldn't possibly be any competition out there.
There was no way in hell Kane would ever forget any of this, there was no doubt in his mind. He remembered so much of AJ, their stolen private moments and glances that probably weren’t as subtle as they thought. And already Adrian had touched him deeper, because he was deeper now, far from that dumb kid with the big ears who’d been desperate to escape his life at home. There was so much more to him now, dark corners and chasms, things nobody should want. Adrian saw him as he was when nobody else did, and he still wanted him, and it meant so much more to Kane than just the pleasure they created between them. He was just best at expressing himself this way, and he channeled some of that chest-bursting emotion into the hungry kiss. Kane made a helpless sound into Adrian’s mouth as he kept moving over him, lost in a rhythm that felt so fucking good but still not enough.
Adrian lost track of time, content to do just this forever if he could, lost in the kiss and the way his body was responding to all that sensory input. The rock felt a bit rough against his skin now but not in any way that mattered. All he could do was focus on Kane and obey his own urges, picking up speed and pumping up harder into his body. His grip on the back of Kane's neck was tight, that image of him riding him still vivid in his mind so it was okay that he wasn't watching him like that anymore, he wanted him close, wanted to crush him to his own body and kiss him until their lips were sore and then lick and bite him for hours. They couldn't stay here for hours though, it was already late in the day and the sun wasn't going to stay up for as long as Adrian wanted it to, but for now everything felt hot and intense and perfect and he doubted he could feel the chill in the air if it came to that.
If there was a heaven somewhere, Kane knew he wasn’t bound to end up there, and part of him was grateful to have moments that felt like tastes of that sort of bliss. He was surrounded by gorgeous scenery, in a place where he had a lot of good memories, having an intensely hot and beautiful experience with a man who gave a shit about him, against all odds. Kane didn’t know what he’d done to deserve this -- or if there was even that sort of karma in the universe in the first place -- but he felt almost desperate to hold onto it, to not fuck it up. He didn’t care how crazy it was or how long it might last. All that mattered to him was the way Adrian held onto him, the passion in that kiss, the incredible vibe between them that couldn’t be faked. His body also cared about how fucking good Adrian’s cock felt in that moment, pumping up harder into him. Kane’s breath caught and he had to break the kiss briefly for air, his eyes cracking open to drink in his lover’s expression as he held still to let Adrian fuck him at his own pace for a moment, his insides practically vibrating with pleasure.
Adrian kept stroking him like Kane's cock was an extension of his own and in some ways it really felt like it was, like their bodies belonged together. He might not always have thought that but he did now, couldn't change his mind back or escape this tornado of emotions Kane invoked in him. He breathed in his breath and held him close and one thing about not being in wendigo mode was that he didn't have to watch his grip, could squeeze the back of Kane's neck as tightly as he needed to in the moment and god he needed it. His hips moved automatically now, just following how good it made him feel and the way Kane's breath caught when he pushed in deep only made it better.
He’d been fairly quiet so far, but the way Adrian’s cock plunged into him made Kane feel like he was unraveling, and he had to make some noise about it, helpless moans escaping him with every exhale. He’d started out in charge but it kind of felt like Adrian had taken that power back, and Kane was more than fine with it. He loved the fingers digging into muscle at his neck and the play of hot breath against his lips, and Adrian’s hand around his cock felt fantastic. Kane was starting to lose his control, his hips working again in time with Adrian’s thrusts, making sure he hit deep and fucking forward into his tight grip. He rode the edge for as long as he could, but it was all just so goddamn good. “Fuck,” he half-whined, his motions picking up speed. “Fuck-- Adrian-- I’m gonna come ...”
It had been a good pace and Adrian had been steadily moving closer to his own goal but the moment Kane started moving with him it was like he was catapulted closer, his control slipping and his pleasure ramping up. The sounds Kane was making only fuelled him on, every word going straight to his balls and lighting the pathways on the way there up in flames. He was so crazy about this man and it felt especially raw and deep during these vulnerable and intimate moments. "C'mon," he groaned, nipping at Kane's jaw as he kept moving with him, his own cock throbbing with need. "I'm right behind you." He knew that if Kane managed to hold on, Adrian was going to come first but the thought of just going on fucking him even after he came was really hot so that didn't slow him down any. He just wanted to feel Kane come before anything else, wanted to lose himself in Kane's orgasm and let it trigger his own.
Kane didn’t quite feel like he needed permission, but Adrian’s words fanned the flames in him anyway and tipped the scales that very last inch. He barked out a sharp cry as everything inside of him went taut and flooded with pleasure, his hips losing their rhythm into those frantic stutters. His palms against the rock, Kane pushed against Adrian’s grip on his neck as his body shuddered, though he didn’t really want to go anywhere. There was nothing in his mind but static and ecstasy, which was almost his favorite part. He throbbed in Adrian’s hand, the pressure sending cum splashing up to their chests. It felt like it lasted for ages and not nearly long enough at the same time.
It was beyond hot and Adrian was right that it would trigger his own climax because the moment Kane started clenching around him, he was a goner too. He clung to Kane as he let out his own helpless sounds, swept away for a few long seconds into something closely resembling oblivion before crashing back into his body with a throaty moan. He pulled Kane down to bite his neck lightly, just needing something to sink his teeth into, his whole body screaming for 'more' and 'closer'. It was over way too soon and he kept thrusting his cock in in slow, shallow thrusts as he let himself come down from it, breathing hard against Kane's skin.
The teeth against his skin gave Kane fresh shivers of pleasure and he relaxed his weight against Adrian’s body, groaning softly as he drank in the sensation of that cock pulsing inside of him. There was some deep satisfaction in it that had nothing to do with his own climax, and Kane felt deliciously marked and owned, but not in any diminishing way. They owned each other now, they were both marked in visible and secret ways, and the way it made him feel was almost overwhelming. Kane gave his hips a slow rotation as everything slowed down, his hand moving to stroke the side of Adrian’s face. He pulled back enough to brush their lips together, both of them still panting too much for deep kissing, but he wanted that connection.
Soft, brief kisses between heavy breaths were actually perfect right now and Adrian loosened his hold on Kane, stroking his hair instead of clutching him tightly, content to let things be gentle for a bit while they both cooled down. His body felt relaxed but his chest felt heavy in a way that was both good and bad and he couldn't stop touching Kane, his grip on his cock loose now though he didn't fully let go. "Perfect day," he whispered when his breathing would let him, a small smile curling his lips before he kissed Kane again. He meant it with all his heart, it was the best day he'd had in a long time. It was still early enough that something could come their way to fuck it up but he had a feeling it would stay like this. Everything just felt too sweet and perfect for anything to go wrong enough to ruin it.
That might not have meant as much to normal people, the ones who had good days on a regular basis, but Kane knew the two of them were different. He’d given Adrian not only a good day, but a perfect one. It felt like a first for Kane, with anyone he’d ever known. Emotion swelled in his chest and his other hand came up so he could grip both sides of Adrian’s head as he kissed him, deeper and harder than his lungs wanted to allow. Kane didn’t care, oxygen seemed so much less important than Adrian’s mouth and all the intense feelings swirling around in him at the moment. When he pulled back again, he didn’t go far. “Adrian ... you mean all this, right? This ain’t -- you’re not fucking with me?” His voice was soft and hesitant, the vulnerability almost painful. He didn’t want to be insecure and pathetic, but parts of him were still so afraid of all this not being real. Finding out he’d been a stupid sucker would break his heart in a way he didn’t think he could come back from.
There was no faking that kind of emotion and Adrian's chest clenched almost painfully at the question. He so often wished he was just fucking with Kane, that he didn't really give a shit and this was just fun but had they ever even been in that territory? Everything that had happened between them had been so intense in some way or another since the first time they saw each other, Adrian couldn't really say they'd ever been casual anything. "I'm not fucking with you," he promised quietly, wrapping his arms around Kane to give him a tight squeeze. "And you're not fucking with me." It wasn't a question and even if it was something he didn't think he should be so sure about he knew Kane felt as much for him as he did for Kane, as messed up as it all might be.
“No,” Kane confirmed quietly. He kind of wished Adrian wasn’t lying down so he could squeeze him back just as hard, because it felt really good and grounding and needed at the moment. He wasn’t fucking with Adrian in the slightest, every action he’d taken with him had been genuine -- even the times he hadn’t been in control of himself had pulled from things he really felt in his core. He tucked his face in against Adrian’s neck for a moment and just let himself be hugged and reassured, weirdly appreciative that their bodies were still connected like they were. He stayed like that for a few long moments, feeling Adrian’s pulse against the bridge of his nose and regretting all over again that he’d stopped that heart for even a second, then pressed a kiss against his throat and moved to sit up again. Kane didn’t want to crush him for too long. “Hey, least cleanup’s convenient here, right?” he murmured with a sheepish little smile as he moved to climb off of Adrian.
This position should bother Adrian if only because this was how Kane had originally killed him. He hadn't had his dick inside him at the time though and Adrian found it entirely too easy to separate the man from what he'd done. The raw emotion between them now pushed everything else aside and he clung to Kane a little as he sat up, ending up holding him by the waist, idly stroking his skin with his thumbs until Kane was out of reach. "Yeah, I'm in no rush to leave either," he murmured as he sat up, that little smile of Kane's melting something inside of him. No, he was definitely not fucking with Kane, but maybe this whole thing between them was fucking with both of them, Adrian at least felt all sorts of messed up but at least it came with good feelings too so he wasn't willing to push it away. "We can swim a little before we go, get cleaned up, dry off in the sun..."
“Hell yeah. This is gonna be our spot for the rest of the summer,” he murmured happily as he stood up. He stretched and groaned softly before he headed for the water again to wash the cum and lube off of himself. Kane certainly felt fucked-with, all of this was turning his life upside down, but he’d felt fucked up for almost his entire existence, and at least this was so good sometimes. Too good, probably. Which was why part of him was already braced for it to end, even though it had barely started. Kane was just going to hang on tight for the ride and see what happened. For the moment he was totally in favor of lingering in their oasis and wringing more pleasure out of this perfect day.