Who: Adrian and Kane When: afternoon, Sunday, July 8th Where: Kane's apartment Warning: NSFW Status: Complete, Part 2
Adrian could practically feel those emotions radiating off Kane in perfect tune with his own. He loved it when he held him this tightly, it was so grounding and it felt so damn good. Plus it was just fucking sexy how strong Kane was and Adrian liked every reminder of that. He moved with him, letting their tongues play together, then nibbled on Kane's lip when he finally pulled back. "Come get naked with me," he said quietly, slowly shimmying off Kane's lap and pulling out of his tight hold. "Since you said I can have anything." He grinned, feeling a little dopey as all his blood seemed to be rushing to his groin now, leaving very little for his brain.
That was exactly what Kane wanted, Adrian had just beaten him to it, but he still lingered on the couch for a moment to gaze at Adrian like he was already naked. Kane wet his lips and let his hand fall to the bulge in the front of his joggers to give his cock a squeeze. “Think I can manage that,” he drawled as he got to his feet. He ambled in close to bump his body into Adrian’s before they headed down the hallway, and he made sure to grope his ass a bit on the way. Kane reached up to grab his shirt and pull it off in the bedroom, shooting Adrian another smirk. “So is this all you want?” he asked. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his joggers and pushed them low on his hips but stopped there. “A lil strip show?” His tone was teasing, he knew better.
The tease was very effective and made Adrian lick his lips as he looked Kane up and down. God he was too sexy for his own good and Adrian wanted to drop down and lick those hip bones of his while he dragged his pants lower. He groaned softly, strolled slowly around Kane as he checked him out. "You know I want more," he drawled and pulled his own t-shirt off, ditching it off the side of Kane's mattress. "I want everything you got." He stepped closer again, resting his hands on Kane's hips and pressing a kiss on his shoulderblade. "Question is, what do you want me to do with it?" He slid his hands under Kane's joggers, gripping his ass.
It made Kane’s stomach flutter to be looked at like a piece of meat, and he found himself straightening up his posture and flexing a little. He closed his eyes and leaned back slightly into Adrian’s warmth. He just had this incredible talent for waking up every one of Kane’s nerves, every inch of skin feeling tingly and more sensitive. “Well you’re givin’ me ideas,” he murmured. He reached back to caress and squeeze Adrian’s thigh for a beat before he let his hand wander up to do the same to his bulge. Kane always loved feeling how much he turned him on. “You wanna put this in my ass?” he asked as he rubbed his thumb over the head of Adrian’s cock through his jeans.
Adrian had made it plenty clear he was not bottoming again for a while but he had no idea if Kane felt up to it either so that question sent a pleasant rush through him, even as the bluntness of it made him grin. "I was thinking about that, yeah," he admitted, but he'd also been thinking about sucking Kane off or just jerking off with him if he didn't feel up to a fuck. This though, this was so much better. "Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked slyly, pressing his thumb between Kane's cheeks, liking the way the thin fabric of his boxer briefs was like a small barrier, holding him back for now. He kissed Kane's back again and pressed forward into his touch needily.
Kane knew there were quicker, easier options, but if these were their last couple of hours together, he wanted as much of Adrian as he could get, as much skin to skin and mingled breath and roaming hands as they could manage. The way Adrian said ‘fuck’ made his cock throb, and he bit into his bottom lip at that teasing touch. “Gettin’ there, yeah,” Kane breathed. They didn’t have to jump right into it, but his body was definitely warming up to the idea. “Unless you got something else you want more,” he added, a bit cheeky as he glanced over his shoulder. “Since you can have anything.” He kept gently groping him -- his hand was at a bad angle to get the button of his jeans, but that was all right for the moment.
For now, Adrian was good with just standing there and enjoying the mutual groping, his fingers deftly stroking Kane's ass as much as his underwear would let him. "When you say it like that it sounds like you don't mean it," he said and he might not see that grin on Kane's face, but he could hear it in his voice, that little teasing cadence. "But I know you do and this is exactly what I want." He gently pried Kane's briefs down and smoothed his hands underneath them to cup his cock, the hardness of it a nice confirmation that he was definitely on the right track. It was hot in his grip and he could feel it growing harder still at that direct contact, flexing against his palm.
Fuck, that felt good, and Kane couldn’t stop the soft groan that escaped him, his head rolling back on his neck a bit. Even the words were perfect, that sexy edge of confidence in Adrian’s tone making his insides melt a little. It was so damn hot when a lover knew what they wanted and went for it, and Adrian was so fucking good at it. Kane’s free hand dropped to rub where he could feel Adrian’s knuckles under the cotton of his clothes, leaning back enough to feel his chest against his back. He squeezed with his other hand and wet his lips. “All I want is you,” he murmured. Kane was suddenly filled with a need to kiss him, so he pulled away enough to turn around, lips seeking his while he reached for the fly of Adrian’s jeans to finally get them open. As soon as he could, he dipped one hand into his underwear to feel him back.
Adrian kissed him back hungrily this time, stroking him lightly and enjoying the weight of his cock in his hand. If there was such a thing as getting enough of him, he should be well past his limit today but he was nowhere close and he very much doubted there was a limit in the first place. He was insatiable, starving for him no matter how much he got, in every way possible. He pushed in against Kane's hand, the first contact sending a pleasant shiver through him and making him yearn for more. He couldn't say exactly what it was about Kane that made him want to gobble him up and lock him away but he brought out those feelings in him that nobody else ever had, more powerful than he'd thought himself capable of.
The eagerness was sexy, and Kane wrapped his hand around Adrian’s cock to squeeze him in response. He loved feeling this desired, especially when it felt more mutual than it had for him in many years, on such a deeper level than just the physical. Adrian really saw him, and it was both terrifying and exciting as fuck, and his body responded to both in similar ways sometimes. Kane groaned softly into the kiss as he gave Adrian a few light, teasing strokes, his own hips rolling forward a bit for more pressure. With his free hand, he worked on nudging the waistbands of his clothes further down his hips and upper thighs. They were pacing themselves and teasing each other, but Kane was starting to get antsy to feel more of Adrian’s bare skin on his.
Adrian murmured contently when he noticed and broke the kiss just long enough to nip on Kane's lips and tell him, "Mmhmm, get naked for me." He wasn't in any rush to do the same, right now he wanted to enjoy Kane's body, fill his mind with more memories of the man to keep him warm when he was alone. He kept stroking Kane, but let his free hand move to help with nudging those joggers down, humming contently against Kane's lips when his clothes were finally low enough to give in to gravity, sliding down his legs and giving Adrian more space to let his free hand roam. "You're so fucking hot," he whispered but Kane was so much more than just that, Adrian didn't know how to put it all into words but it made everything inside of him feel clenched.
It was so funny how being told to do something he already wanted to do could be erotic. Adrian had a talent for it. Kane shifted his knees a bit to get his clothes sliding faster, and he shuffled his feet until they were pushed out of the way. A tremor of hotter arousal ran through him, standing there fully exposed while Adrian was still semi-dressed. Kane ran one of his hands up the flat planes of Adrian’s torso, fingers lightly pinching and tugging at one nipple as he kissed him deep again. It didn’t really matter if he agreed with that statement, if Adrian believed it, it was true enough for Kane. After another moment he broke the kiss again and gave Adrian a heavy-lidded look. “I want this cock in my mouth before you fuck me with it,” he murmured before scraping his teeth over his bottom lip. He stared for another heartbeat before he lowered himself to his knees, lips brushing over Adrian’s skin as he went.
Adrian pulled back a little, grabbing Kane's head as he lowered himself. "I didn't give you permission," he said, but then he grinned to show he was just teasing, his fingers running through Kane's hair, rubbing gently at the scalp. "I wanna taste you too," he murmured and it had been on his mind, getting Kane onto the mattress and playing with him until he begged for more. "So don't take too long," he added, another little tease, but he truly didn't want it to last too long, knowing the temptation to come in Kane's mouth would get too strong. He had a sinful mouth on him, both in looks and feeling and he knew how to use it to make Adrian see stars and that wasn't exactly the best state of mind for being controlling.
Kane liked the idea of having to get permission but he liked the idea of not getting permission even more. His gaze was playful as he looked up at Adrian, hands stroking his hips as Kane brushed his cheek against the gorgeous cock in front of him. “Just be a minute,” he murmured with a cheeky little smile. It made him wonder just how fast he could make Adrian come if he put his mind to it. It was something to explore some other time, Kane didn’t want to spoil this mood he was in. He curled his fingers around the base of Adrian’s cock and began to kiss and lightly suck his way up the shaft, wanting to worship every inch of him. He looked up to meet Adrian’s eyes again as he wrapped his lips around the head and sucked.
Adrian would never forget how it felt the first time a guy sucked his cock, just seeing someone get near his cock with his face had been pretty damn intense before he even got to it and even if it wasn't new and scary, it still made him feel all sorts of things. Plus Kane just looked gorgeous like that, with Adrian's cock in his hand and those dark eyes looking up at him. Adrian let out a content sigh when Kane took him in his mouth, tightening his grip on his hair a bit but not pushing or pulling. "Should I be timing you?" he drawled, letting his eyes close for a few seconds to just enjoy the sensation of this, before he felt the urge to look down again to enjoy the view. "God, your mouth feels good."
The grip in his hair was grounding and a little possessive in a way that made Kane’s stomach flutter. He slowly pushed his mouth further down around Adrian’s cock, a hum of appreciation low in his throat. Being in this position had always been a certain kind of tense for him in the past, something he couldn’t fully let his guard down while he was doing ... but it felt different now, with Adrian. Even with him talking some shit and being bossy, Kane felt totally safe and unjudged. Appreciated, even. It was so fucking good. The praise made his cock jump between his splayed thighs, and Kane rubbed his free hand against his leg instead of taking hold of it like he wanted to, sure that would be ‘against the rules’. Not that he was really trying to avoid being in trouble at the moment. Kane started to slowly bob his head, stroking his tongue against Adrian’s hot skin.
Adrian enjoyed talking shit and being cocky with Kane who brought that out in him in various ways. In a way it felt like a connection to his older self who'd been so much more relaxed and unburdened with trauma and yet it felt so different from how he'd been. It had more of an edge to it and yet it was laced with love like he'd never felt before. It was hard to maintain it when his cock was in Kane's mouth though and he could feel himself relax more into simply receiving and taking pleasure from what was going on. There was no judgment, he sometimes felt like there should be but there was none, he just loved this man and it was terrifying and crazy enough without him berating himself for it too, even if he regularly did. He rubbed at Kane's head gently, tightening his grip in his hair sporadically and letting the pleasure slowly build from his maneuvers.
Kane let himself sink into the present moment more too, his thoughts fading into soft static as he listened to the way Adrian’s breathing changed as his pleasure grew. His hands felt restless as he ran his palms up Adrian’s thighs, enjoying the feel of firm muscle under soft denim before he hooked his fingers into the waistband. Kane didn’t really pull, he just wanted something to hang on to. He knew he couldn’t push it too far, so he just took his time for a while, exploring and worshiping his man’s cock. Because Adrian was his, no matter who actually knew about it or not. Kane could feel it in every flex of his fingers and tremor in his thighs. Eventually he pulled his mouth off of him and flashed a dopey little grin. “Too long yet?” he murmured, giving Adrian’s tip another little lick.
Had it been a minute? More? Adrian had no idea. He'd been happily braindead for the duration, focused on the feel of Kane's mouth and the way his body was reacting to every lick while fantasizing about fucking him. It was a sweet state of mind to be in and he gave Kane a dazed little grin, torn between wanting more and wanting this to go on for longer. "Sure," he settled on. "Let's pretend I could ever get sick of this." He cupped Kane's face, then smoothed his hands down over his jaw and to the back of his neck, bending down to kiss him. "Come to bed with me. I'll totally let you keep going if you want."
He caressed Adrian’s arms, feeling a little extra melty at the grip on the back of his neck. Kane sucked lightly at Adrian’s bottom lip as their mouths met, and hummed a wordless agreement. He wanted them in bed naked though, so while he was down there he pulled Adrian’s jeans and boxers down and off. When he was on his feet again, Kane stole another kiss, then moved to climb onto the bed. He crawled to where he could reach the nightstand drawer to pull the lube out -- he definitely hadn’t forgotten where they wanted to take this, anticipation still humming in his body. Kane stretched out on his back and tucked one hand behind his head, his eyes on Adrian.
Adrian had dropped the pretenses of running this show with an iron fist but there was still a brief moment where he wanted to admonish Kane for breaking the rules by undressing him. The only reason he didn't was because he wanted to get undressed and feel Kane's hands on him, was more than ready to move forward and get to touch him more. He paused before he joined him on the bed, letting his gaze roam over his body, taking in all the details with unveiled admiration. "If you could see yourself the way I see you you'd..." he trailed off, scraping his teeth over his bottom lip and then dropping down to the mattress to crawl over to Kane. "You'd be insufferably cocky." He ran his hands over Kane's legs, nudging them apart so he could kneel between them.
That examination felt both hot and squirmy on Kane’s side, and he grinned a bit at the compliment, a bit of extra heat in his cheeks. “What, like you?” he murmured, giving the other man a playful nudge with his knee as he got closer. There was no bite to it of course -- Kane was wildly attracted to those fun glimpses he got of Adrian’s ego. After everything Adrian had been through, Kane was glad it was still there and made him cocky sometimes, that the world hadn’t completely broken him down. He was gorgeous and intelligent and strong and amazing, he deserved to know it. Kane spread his legs for him and hooked them around Adrian’s thighs, the cheekiness fading out of his expression, replaced by admiration of his own. He reached to run his hand down Adrian’s torso to squeeze his cock. “You’re the only one I wanna look at, anyway.”
Adrian's confidence had returned in large part because of Kane and he grinned down at him as he pushed into his grip. "If you don't like me cocky, you shouldn't look at me like that," he replied before ducking down to kiss him again. "We can stare at each other until we lose track of time and space," he added between kisses. "You're the only one I wanna look at too." He pulled back a moment later and snagged the lube from Kane's hand, stroking his thigh as he sat upright and then got his fingers slicked up. He let his gaze roam over Kane, the way his cock was full and thick against his abdomen, that unmistakable look of adoration in his eyes. It all did things to Adrian's insides and mixed with the way Kane's hand felt on his cock it was blissful.
Staring at each other seemed like that was already one of their favorite pastimes, and Kane wished yet again that Adrian could just stay here through the rest of the day and night and sleep over. Then go about his life for a little while and then come back again. Kane had never craved another person like this, wanted them constantly within arm’s reach ... practically he knew that would just ruin everything, they had to take a break from each other sometimes, but damn it was going to be hard to let Adrian walk out the door. That was a problem for future Kane though, because the present moment was so fucking sweet and he wanted to fully enjoy it. He watched Adrian get his fingers slick, another flutter of anticipation in his stomach. He shifted his hips to make himself accessible, still idly stroking and caressing Adrian’s cock, flexing his chest a bit to make a prettier picture of himself.
Adrian licked his bottom lip before catching it with his teeth, staring openly at the way Kane's muscles tensed and rolled with those subtle movements. He'd only really felt this kind of arousal for celebrities and guys he couldn't have in the past and somehow never thought he'd actually be with someone he desired this hotly but here they were and they couldn't seem to get enough of each other. He brought his hand between them, slippery fingers finding their goal and pressing inside. "Should I take my time or are you good?" he asked, watching Kane's expression and the way his eyes seemed to get darker with his arousal.
Fuck, Kane loved watching his lips. He even loved Adrian’s teeth, and he didn’t think that was a physical trait he’d ever even noticed before unless they were exceptionally bad. But he knew the exact details of how Adrian’s were slightly wonky, and how they felt digging into his skin, just like they were doing to his lip right then. Adrian distracted him with his fingers, and Kane’s lashes fluttered closed at that first sweet stretch. He let out a low groan, his grip tightening briefly on Adrian’s cock. Nothing hurt yet, which was a good sign, and he nodded a bit as his eyes cracked open again and he licked his own lips. “M’good,” he murmured. “Take me however you want me.”
That tighter squeeze felt good, like a promise of things to come, and Adrian exhaled slowly, his stomach rioting at Kane's words. "Fuck," he murmured with a little grin. "Since you put it that way." He wasn't about to manhandle Kane like he had in the woods but the invitation did stir up some of that primal feeling he'd been so possessed by and he vividly remembered how it had felt. It made him wish yet again that he could summon up the wendigo inside of him when he wanted to but at the same time he liked this as well; being fully himself, feeling all his feelings. He slowly moved his fingers within Kane, more feeling out how ready he was than preparing him and it was clear he didn't need to spend much time with this at all. They were both used to it now, it was easier.
Kane didn’t really want to get railed hard anyway -- he just wanted to be full of his man, as close as they could be, more passion than pain. He was sure he’d get another go with the wendigo side of Adrian sooner or later, he just hoped he was in the mood for it when the time came. For now he wanted more of this melty feeling in his stomach and Adrian’s eyes and lips and hands on him. His fingers rapidly started feeling good instead of mildly uncomfortable, and Kane moaned again and rocked his hips slowly, his body already hungry for more. “Please,” he said softly after a moment. Kane brought his hand up to his mouth to swipe some saliva before he went back to stroking Adrian, loving the slide of hot skin under his fingers. He smirked faintly. “That what you wanna hear? Please fuck me, Adrian ...”
"Oh, I don't mind hearing it," Adrian all but purred at him, matching the playfully coy way Kane had spoken. "But you don't have to beg tonight, I wanna fuck you so bad." He liked how everything felt quieter for now, his voice just above a whisper, his breathing almost louder. He pulled his fingers out to get more lube on them, this time nudging Kane's hand off his cock to prepare himself. He would have done so reluctantly if Kane wasn't open and ready for him and he didn't waste any time there, shifting his position and guiding his cock inside. It felt divine, hot and tight, squeezing his cock just right. He went slowly, as much for Kane's comfort as his own pleasure, loving the pull on his cock.
Scraping his teeth over his bottom lip, Kane let him take over, hitching his legs a bit higher onto Adrian’s hips. He gazed up at him as he focused on relaxing his body against all that pressure, caressing Adrian’s arms and chest. “Goddamn,” he breathed, a strained sort of pleasure rippling through him. Maybe he didn’t have to beg, but it was one of those things that was hard to keep quiet about, and a few more whispered curses followed until Adrian was fully inside of him. “Fuck,” Kane groaned softly. He hooked one hand behind Adrian’s neck to pull him down into a rough and hungry kiss, rolling his hips languidly to just feel all of his cock.
Adrian pressed his hand against the mattress for leverage but snuck his lubed up hand between them to grip Kane's cock as he kissed him back, beginning to feel that mindless bliss wash over him. He'd imagined drawing this out and really making Kane beg but he really didn't have it in him to deprive himself too and that would probably be more fun after a dry spell anyway. Right now he just wanted this, to press in balls deep, rock his hips slowly and marvel in the way Kane's body accepted him and urged him on. He didn't need to beg, but his body kind of was anyway with a whole lot of sexy little movements and sounds. Adrian would probably be reduced to begging if he didn't feel so in control, he just wanted and the more he got the more he wanted to take.
Doing this never failed to be intense, no matter what the vibe was. Even these quieter sessions pulled powerful emotions out of Kane, like all of his usual walls and self denial crumbled into dust and he was open and raw in completely non-physical ways. It was strange to feel so vulnerable without any fear -- or much fear, anyway. Kane knew by now that Adrian could crush him with just some well-placed words if he wanted to. He was just building trust that Adrian wouldn’t, that maybe he felt the same. Vulnerability didn’t have to be as unbalanced as it always had been in his life, right? Kane could get used to it. At the moment it felt nothing but Good and Right and full of pleasure, and if Adrian wanted to break him into pieces, Kane wouldn’t stop him. He clung to Adrian’s broad shoulders, legs tightening around his waist as that grip on his cock made him throb with need. “You feel so good,” he whispered between heavy breaths, raking his fingers through the back of Adrian’s hair. “You always feel so fuckin’ good.”
Sometimes words could feel more physical than touch itself and the way Kane sounded and what he said seemed to go straight through Adrian, leaving a trail of fire. It was intensely hot, but he was also just so fucking relieved that this felt good for Kane too, that he didn't leave him wanting. "So do you," he whispered back in full earnesty and he was pretty sure that message was already coming through loud and clear. His body felt so in tune with Kane's, they moved so well in sync and he felt dopey and happy and dark all at once as he gradually picked up pace. "Can't get enough of you." He nipped at Kane's lips before grinning faintly, his feelings an interesting mix of raw emotion and that touch of sadistic glee Kane so often made him feel. "If you come too soon, I'm gonna keep fucking you."
Kane made a sound caught halfway between a groan and a laugh, and his fingers fisted briefly in Adrian’s hair. “Better let go of my dick then,” he murmured, one side of his mouth still turned up. He nipped back at Adrian, lips and chin and the side of his jaw before Kane tucked his face into Adrian’s neck for a moment, moaning helplessly against his skin. He smelled so goddamn good to Kane, even after a day of being cooped up in a car and then walking around and stressing out. Kane’s head fell back to the mattress again, unable to keep his body still underneath Adrian’s, hips rocking up to meet those faster thrusts. Adrian’s cock hit in that perfectly sweet spot that made him feel like he was unraveling right there. If Adrian had been actually stroking him, he probably would’ve been a goner already, but as it was that squeeze was just a tantalizing promise.
"Maybe I want to," Adrian breathed, but then he forgot what they were talking about for a second as he watched Kane fall back, fixated on the way the muscles in his neck tensed and flexed as his head rolled back. He wanted to destroy him and keep him safe in equal measures and it all felt so insane and chaotic inside of him. "Wonder if you'd like it," he added and gave Kane's cock another squeeze. He could only speak for himself when he said it felt good, plenty of guys were way too sensitive after an orgasm and he still hadn't quite sussed out where Kane's limits were in different areas. He also wondered if Kane would dislike it in a way that actually meant he liked it, it was tricky to find the limits of a man who literally liked getting hit during sex.
Even Kane wasn’t always sure where his limits were. He hadn’t pushed against them as much as one might think, not like this anyway. He’d always sought out the more dominant position, even the few times he’d felt like getting fucked. It just felt safer that way. But here and now, the idea of giving Adrian complete control over his orgasm and everything after made him feel like he was on fire in the best way. And fuck, that grip around him felt incredible. Kane tried to thrust into it, but Adrian’s hand was too tight to slide, and even that felt so goddamn good. There was no question in his mind he would like it, even if it hurt. “I said however you want me,” he groaned, desperation building in his core.
God those words twisted something inside Adrian so deliciously and he probably wouldn't ever understand this urge to hurt and soothe at the same time, but he didn't really need to. As long as Kane was willing it wasn't problematic, right? He exhaled sharply and moved to nip on Kane's neck, pacing himself now because he had an even bigger reason to last a while. "I won't stop 'til I come," he warned him, though he he knew that all it would take was a certain tone or a look from Kane for him to pull out and finish with his hand. He wasn't going to push him too far, but he wanted to push and he wanted Kane to take it. Maybe he'd even like it, what the fuck did Adrian know? He loosened his grip on him enough to start stroking, smoothing his thumb over the sensitive head, adding some of that precum to the lube already on his hand.
He was fully aware of that and on board, but hearing Adrian say those words made Kane’s cock throb sweetly. At the moment he didn’t want Adrian to stop at all, ever, he wished they could just fuck themselves into oblivion. Kane clutched at the back of his neck and his shoulder, a rough shudder shaking his spine when Adrian began to stroke him. Everything felt hyper-sensitive already, every nerve awake and sparking, and it only took a few strokes before Kane was breathing heavier and faster. He kept moving with Adrian’s thrusts, taking him as deep as he could. He was completely in Adrian’s hands and it was bliss, inside and out. Kane got lost in it for as long as he could, but it quickly got harder to hold back, and soon he was practically writhing between taking Adrian’s cock and trying to fuck his hand.
Underneath all the arousal, Adrian felt both intensely proud of himself for holding out this long and also worried he might have bit off more than he could chew. Between how good it felt to fuck Kane and how fucking delicious he sounded, Adrian could have come fifty times over already. His cock throbbed sweetly, his balls felt heavy and tight and he kept having to remind himself of what he really wanted to do here. He couldn't help but wonder if Kane was holding back too, challenging him but honestly that would just be hot too. He liked competition and he could give as good as he got and that stubbornness was helping with keeping his own climax at bay as he kept moving and stroking and nibbling on Kane's neck. "C'mon," he groaned after a while. "Let me feel you come, show me who you belong to."
It was pure greed that kept Kane hanging on, the need to soak in as much pleasure as he could get before this was over, even if he already knew more was coming. It just all felt too fucking good to let it end. But those words were like a trigger, that instant feeling of being possessed completely by this man he’d fallen so stupidly in love with. Kane had never craved being owned so much in his life. His breath caught and he let out a strained sound as the pressure in his balls suddenly got overwhelming. Kane’s body jerked and shuddered under Adrian’s, his thighs squeezing hard to hold him still as everything inside of him clenched and throbbed. He felt the hot splash of cum against his skin and it somehow just made it all hotter, like he was debasing himself in the most delicious way.
Adrian almost lost his composure and if holding back through this didn't make him feel cocky as shit later, nothing ever would. He dug his fingers into the sheets as Kane clenched around him and the only thing as hot or possibly hotter than the way his body was trembling beneath him was the fact he'd come when Adrian told him to. He knew what had done it too, that feeling of being possessed, of being owned. He'd felt it too. The fact Kane was on the same wavelength squeezed something inside of him, both satisfying and terrifying at once. He mentally dug his heels in to keep himself from following him right off that edge, moaning softly against Kane's neck as he pressed down against him, torn between focusing on the way Kane's cock throbbed in his grip and thinking of something not sexy at all. He couldn't think of a single thing, everything led straight back to the here and now, to the way Kane felt against him, his hoarse voice right in his ear.
Kane wasn’t even really aware of all the noise he was making until that dizzying pleasure started to subside. He panted and moaned, the climax feeling like it dragged on for longer than usual with Adrian’s cock pressing against his prostate. It was his turn to wonder if he’d bitten off more than he could chew, though the thought was as hazy as everything else in his head at the moment. Kane loosened up his grip on Adrian gradually, tilting his head to catch his lips in another breathless kiss. He had the strange and lovely sense that his orgasm hadn’t belonged solely to him, they’d shared it, and it felt so intimate. One of Kane’s hands slipped down to cup the side of Adrian’s face while they kissed and he let his body cool down just a bit.
Adrian had stopped moving, though he wasn't even fully aware of it. Kane had moved enough for the both of them and it was probably a good thing to wait to move again anyway. He kissed Kane back with a low grunt, feeling like his orgasm was right around the bend, ready to jump him before he was ready. Hell if it didn't feel like it was half there already. His body felt shaky, everything was throbbing and hot and he felt kind of mindless with the pleasure. Not too mindless to stay the course, but cooling down was definitely a good thing. "S'right," he more breathed than whispered. "You're mine." He felt those words he was speaking like they came from some place of greater truth and at least for now, he had zero insecurities about Kane, he felt completely in control of him, completely sure this was It. "Can you take some more?" he asked, voice still quiet and a little shaky. Not that Kane's answer really mattered, he'd agreed to this already.
When he was upright and dressed and able to lie, Kane might have protested and said he only belonged to himself ... but this version of him knew better. He wasn’t sure at exactly what point that had changed, but it had and Adrian was completely correct. Kane’s lips parted to almost taste the words and another soft whimper rose in his throat. He shifted his hips to test how he felt, then nodded slightly, his eyes cracking open to look into Adrian’s. “Yeah, give me more of you,” he whispered, then scraped his teeth over his bottom lip. Kane gave another slow roll of his spine, drawing Adrian’s cock in a bit deeper. It was sensitive, every tiny movement amplified, but that only made Kane want it more. “Please,” he added, soft.
Another groan escaped Adrian's throat and for a second he was sure he couldn't do it, that he'd thrust once and come, completely sabotaging himself. That didn't happen, he managed to steel himself, moving to bite Kane's shoulder as he started working his hips, his breath coming in shallow, shaky bursts. He didn't think anyone could have blamed him if he came right then and there though, Kane was too hot, the way he sounded, the way he looked at him, the way his body pulled him in and rolled against him. Adrian still felt that stupid spark of pride underneath all the weight of heavy pleasure, every grind of his hips like a victory. "Sensitive?" he whispered and he only knew what it felt like to him and he loved it, but he could understand how it might be too much, it sure as hell was a lot but Kane was every bit as into that mix of pain and pleasure as he was, the question was just whether this was the right kind.
There were those teeth again, and Kane’s eyes rolled shut once more as his fingers dug into the taut muscle in Adrian’s back. He was going slow for both of their sakes, but the pull and push of his cock still felt electric, amplified by what his body had just been through. He wasn’t sore, it hadn’t been that kind of pounding, but fuck, it was all so much sensation. Kane had no control over his erratic breaths or the way he shivered and restlessly shifted his hips, tremors that felt like mini-climaxes rolling through him every few seconds. He could only answer that question with a helpless grunt, pulling his knees up further to encourage Adrian to keep going. It was an intense feeling, but he didn’t want it to stop, not yet.
Kane might not have answered verbally but his answer was still loud and clear and Adrian grinned against his neck, loving every second of it. He definitely didn't sound like he was in pain, more like he loved it every bit as much as Adrian did and that was beyond hot. As ready as he'd been to pull out if he had to, this was so much better and he found a nice rhythm for them, one that matched Kane's squirming and sent heavy jolts of pleasure straight to his balls. He was perfectly aware of the image Kane showed the world, the way Adrian had seen him when they didn't really know each other. The aloof, dominant and dangerous dark stranger, cold and calculating, in control. Witnessing him unravel like this felt almost sacred, something he doubted many people got to see.
Only a handful of men out there had ever fucked Kane, and even fewer of them had seen him like this, with his guard so far down it was completely buried. It was a raw, exposed feeling that would have been unbearable if he’d been with anyone else. But this was Adrian, and whatever crazy brain chemistry that made people fall in love made him want to give Adrian everything, every part of himself, even if all the vulnerability was scary when he could think straight. Adrian’s driving cock felt like it was rubbing directly against so many nerve endings, pushing wave after wave of sharp pleasure through him and building a tension that felt like it was more in his gut than his balls, like he might come again but through his entire body instead. It was uncomfortable but so hot and mind-blowing at the same time, it was no wonder Adrian liked it so much. Kane’s hands couldn’t keep still either, moving from Adrian’s shoulders to the back of his neck to his upper back, caressing and clutching as he lost all track of time and everything else but this.
Adrian wanted to keep him in this state for a long time, drink in the way he sounded and moved and revel in it for as long as he could, but he was starting to tune out everything around him against his will, turning inwards to all the coiling in his own body. He wanted to last longer, wanted to reel in his need for release and keep going but he'd already held it off for too long and his body refused to give him any more leeway. He barely heard how his moans mingled with Kane's, how for a few seconds they were so damn loud that probably everyone in nearby apartments couldn't possibly mistake what was going on in there and if anyone saw him leaving, he was thoroughly outed. Nothing mattered but the intense and overwhelming feeling of pressure followed by incredible relief and he slumped down against Kane, shaking and panting.
Kane’s pleasure ramped up as Adrian’s did, those deep cries making him feel dizzy with desire. Fuck, it was so goddamn hot to feel him shake and throb deep inside of Kane, to know he was experiencing that delicious relief Kane was so familiar with. He wanted to make Adrian feel that all the time, fuck what the neighbors might think. Even his weight felt good, pushing Kane harder into the mattress. He wrapped both arms around Adrian’s back, letting his hips relax and his legs slip down a bit, his body still sensitive and throbby. Kane grinned faintly up at the ceiling before he turned his head to press a kiss against Adrian’s damp temple. He was so far gone -- that warm chest-full feeling of love was truly just as good as the sex itself, Kane was so hooked on both. He let himself relax and get his breath back as he relished the feel of Adrian’s body doing the same.
It felt good, slowly coming down from that mind numbing orgasm and sinking straight into that completely different state of feeling loved. The way Kane held onto him, that little kiss, it all made him feel melty on the inside and he focused on catching his breath, pressing little kisses against Kane's skin once his head started clearing a bit. "Not too much?" he asked when he'd caught his breath and let himself bask in Kane's embrace for a bit. He was sure that Kane had actually liked it and certain that he hadn't just been holding back and acting tough, there were just some things a man couldn't fake with his body, but he still wanted to hear Kane say it, to make it clear they were both good. He raised his head a little, rubbing his nose against Kane's cheek and taking some of his weight off him.
“Naw, s’perfect,” Kane drawled, smiling faintly at the nuzzling. He wanted to live in this afterglow for forever, it was fucking heavenly. He turned his face to catch Adrian’s lips with his own for some slow caresses. “You’re perfect,” he breathed after a few heartbeats. It was cliche to say, maybe, but it felt so goddamn true. Maybe Adrian wasn’t perfect in some objective moral way, but he was perfect for Kane, and that was what really mattered. He’d never met anyone he felt so in sync with, even his relationship with AJ hadn’t had a chance to run this deep, and at this point in his life he’d been sure he never would. Even if he fucked it all up tomorrow and it crashed and burned, he could feel gratitude that he’d felt this at all.
That made Adrian smile and any other time he might have had a quip ready, but he felt too raw and emotionally open to even think of one so he just raised his head more to look at Kane. "I love you," he murmured. "And you feel so fucking good, oh my god." He gave him another kiss, this one on his jaw, reluctant to move yet because everything tingled just right and Kane's body felt so good against him but he knew that as soon as he started moving too much, he'd feel how damp they were and how sticky everything had gotten. Right now it didn't matter, that stickiness was caught between them and everything felt the right kind of hot and comfortable. "I was starting to think maybe I could make you come again," he added, though really that was a lie, by the end of it he hadn't been thinking much of anything at all, but he still liked the idea.
God, he felt like his chest glowed every time Adrian said that, like one of those fucking cartoon bears from the eighties. It was so cheesy and pathetic, but he loved it so much. Or maybe nothing about love was truly cheesy and pathetic, the world had just made him too cynical. It felt so healing, lighting up parts of Kane that had been dormant and shriveled for too long. “I was startin’ to think the same,” he murmured, his lips quirking up into a little grin. “That’s never happened to me before.” The feeling had certainly been escalating, but who knew where it would have led if Adrian had kept going, into another climax or into Too Much territory that would’ve had Kane tapping out. If anybody could make it happen for him, it would be Adrian. Kane nudged their noses together. “Maybe next time.”
Adrian's brows raised a bit at that and it felt stupidly cool to be Kane's first anything. Oh he needed to get himself under control if he was going to take his time next time they did this, maybe he should come before Kane so he could just toy with him, or just work on his god damn stamina. "Fuck I wanna give you your first post orgasm prostate orgasm," he groaned, grinning happily now as he nuzzled Kane's face again. "It feels amazing and you were so hot." The mood would have to be right, he couldn't always handle it himself but in this moment his feeling of not having enough time seemed to have faded and he felt like he could work on it. It was a really good feeling and he hoped it wouldn't fade too fast to be replaced by his usual worries.
Kane tittered at all the ‘orgasm’s like a ten year old, happy enough to feel a bit giddy. Compliments could be weird, but he could take sexual praise much easier for some reason, and he loved it when Adrian called him hot. “I ain’t gonna argue,” he murmured with a lazy grin. It might take a little care and planning, but he had a feeling he could get there, and now he really wanted to. Kane was always game for more pleasure, and it was a new experience they could share. Kane kissed on Adrian’s cheek and jaw for a moment, giving him a nibble or two, then sighed and rubbed his hands over his back. “You’re stuck now,” he warned playfully. “I never liked gettin’ fucked this much. You spoiled the shit outta me, you’re not goin’ nowhere.”
"Maybe I wanna be stuck," Adrian replied and he sure as hell didn't feel stuck, he just felt like clinging and that was completely different. "M'not going anywhere," he added in confirmation and right now he wished it was completely true. He meant it of course, but he would have to leave soon and it was the only thing shadowing his otherwise good mood. But that wasn't what they meant and he felt elated that Kane wanted him to stick around. He didn't really feel like he was spoiling Kane, more the other way around since hadn't felt this good in years and he'd never felt like this ever.
His tone had been light, but as soon as Adrian answered Kane realized he’d been subconsciously fishing for that sort of reassurance. And once again, Adrian gave him exactly what he needed. It was still kind of a marvel that anybody would honestly want to be with him, especially knowing everything Adrian knew, and he got the feeling it would take him a while to really internalize it and stop needing to hear stuff like that. Hopefully Adrian could be patient with him. “Me neither,” he murmured, letting his head fall back again so he could look into Adrian’s eyes. “I’m so fucking in love with you.” Why would he go anywhere yet? Kane was in it until something drastically changed, and he hoped Adrian felt more secure about that now.
Adrian had no idea how to reply to that in a way that fully encompassed how happy it made him without looking like a lunatic but his smile was warm and maybe a little sappy. "Good," he murmured, that one word laden with a thousand words he didn't even know how to begin saying. "We still got some time," he added, lightly nipping at Kane's chin. "Wanna shower? Order a pizza?" He liked the idea of being able to snuggle up against Kane on the couch for a little while before he had to go and hope that the minutes trailed by slowly.
Kane didn’t really need to hear it, he could see it and feel it. It felt so good and so real. Maybe it was crazy to be indulging all of these intense emotions so soon into this relationship, but nothing about them was sane in the first place, he supposed. They weren’t normal so this wasn’t normal, and they could just figure it out for themselves as they went, make it their own. “Yeah?” he asked, genuinely pleased that Adrian had that much time. “Fuck yeah, I’m starvin’.” Kane was happy to take every moment he could get before Adrian had to leave. He stole a few more kisses from his lips before they parted, relishing that last bit of intense physical closeness. It was going to be hard to say goodbye to him now, but Kane knew they would be right here again soon.