Adrian Moretti (theneedtofeed) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2023-05-06 04:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | #july 2018, adrian, adrian x kane, kane |
Who: Adrian & Kane
Where: Castle View
When: Wednesday night 7/11
Warning: NSFW
Status: Complete. Part 1
Working late shifts wasn't unusual for a nurse and it was the exact excuse Adrian needed to sneak off to see Kane. He wasn't done late this evening but unless his sister explicitly called the hospital to ask about him, she'd never know. Even if she did call, he could always say there'd been a shift change and he'd been sent to a different department before wondering why the hell she was checking up on him. He was probably overthinking that part but he knew Mila got antsy when he came home after she went to sleep so he hoped she wouldn't stay up fretting on his account.
He left the hospital a little after eight in the evening, glad to have a short shift for a change. From there he headed straight for Castle View, feeling a little giddy - and a little nervous for some reason - as he pulled up at the parking lot. It wasn't like they hadn't seen each other at all, but they hadn't spent time together since that weekend and Adrian missed him. He had showered at the hospital and was wearing casual but flattering clothing, feeling far more vain after this whole affair began. His heart was beating just a touch faster than usual when he knocked on Kane's door, anticipation and nerves making him tap his fingers in a steady rhythm against his thigh.
Kane had warning that Adrian was coming, they’d exchanged a few texts earlier in the day, but he still had some nerves of his own for some dumb reason. It had been a few days since they’d seen each other, and he’d been with Brianna the previous afternoon, and somehow that felt obvious, like it was written on his face. She hadn’t scratched him up this time, so it wasn’t written anywhere else. It was a little weird that the woman having an affair with him was encouraging him to Talk to his boyfriend about whether they wanted to be monogamous or not, but what in Kane’s life wasn’t weird? He didn’t know yet if he would do that tonight or not, but he was still looking forward to seeing Adrian, no matter what they ended up doing.
He’d showered and shaved to look presentable when his man turned up, even tidied up his sad little living room and changed the sheets on the new bed. Kane doubted Adrian would be able to spend the night, but it was still nice to fuck on clean sheets. He was just in a pair of roomy black basketball shorts and a t-shirt himself, but they were also clean, which wasn’t always the case. One day he might stop living like a pauper, but not anytime soon. When the knock came, Kane set his fresh beer down and went to answer the door. He smiled at Adrian, his heart doing a happy twist in his chest, and nodded for him to come in while he stepped back. “Hey.”
Adrian knew it was coming, but he still felt relieved when his nerves settled down just from seeing Kane's face. The way he looked at Adrian left no room for doubts and so Adrian's anxiety quickly settled into just the excitement he was feeling. "Hey," he said back, unable to keep from smiling back as he entered, then shut the door behind him. "How has it only been three days?" he asked as he slipped his arms around Kane's waist, the feel of him so familiar now, his presence working a bit like some concoction that could numb the hurt that was fairly consistently lingering under the surface. Kane might not be wearing anything interesting, but he looked good to Adrian, smelled good and felt good to touch. They had no plans, nobody else to talk to and nothing they needed to take care of tonight and it was easy to not think about the soul hunting Kane was going to have to do this coming Friday.
“Right?” Kane chuckled as he wrapped his arms around Adrian’s shoulders. “Fuckin’ eternity.” They’d kept in touch of course, texting daily, but that wasn’t the same as having Adrian’s lean body pressed against him, close enough to breathe in the scent of his soap and detergent. Going away for a weekend had left him majorly spoiled, but Adrian was all his for a few hours now at least, and Kane intended to make the most of it. He kissed the side of his face, then his jaw, then pulled back enough to get to those luscious lips of his. Kane had missed him too, and he felt it even more keenly now that Adrian was right there again. It was weird how that worked. It was going to be hard to let him go home, but Kane tried not to think about that yet.
Adrian gave him a squeeze as they kissed, all the nerves calming now as different emotions took over. Soon they could do this every night if they wanted, most mornings too and he couldn't wait. "Five more days and I'll be living right next door," he murmured as they parted and he met Kane's eyes, giving him a little smile that didn't fully capture how excited he really was. There was still that dumb underlying fear that once they had easier access to each other, Kane would get bored with him. "I'll be in thirty-five." He'd wanted thirty-two, the one right next door to Kane, but this was still better than he'd dared to hope for. "You gonna help me put my bed together on Monday?" And test it, that went without saying.
Kane’s brows lifted and then he grinned. He realized that part of him hadn’t quite believed that Adrian would actually move into an apartment that close, but there it was. Apartment thirty-five was so deliciously close. “Fuck yeah I am,” he murmured, moving one hand to squeeze and massage the back of Adrian’s neck. “So you’re moving in, when? The fifteenth? Or on Monday?” He knew Adrian didn’t actually have a lot of stuff to ‘move in’ with, he could probably clear out of his sister’s house and settle in pretty quickly, like an afternoon. Kane already wanted to help him get set up with furniture and dishes and everything he would need to have a home, but they still weren’t quite at the point where Kane could insist on throwing money at him. Kane probably couldn’t even help him move in, if his family was already participating.
There were already a couple of boxes in the nursery at Mila's house that belonged to Adrian because the moment his parents found out he was getting a place, they'd scrounged together spare plates, glasses, cutlery and other basic things he was going to need to start with. Hell he wasn't even sure what was in those boxes since he'd only taken a peek. Just a lot of things. It reminded him of moving out for the first time and it was terribly sweet. He could move those things by himself but he wouldn't be surprised if someone - or multiple somebodies - would come and help. "Monday afternoon," he replied and there was that pang of discomfort over Kane being a secret, but thankfully it didn't last long. "I get the keys on Monday," he clarified since it would have been easier for everyone if he moved in on Sunday but life wasn't always easy that way. "Can't wait to be your neighbor," he added and Kane's hand felt so good on him, he could practically feel himself loosen up.
Kane wished he could pitch in, show up with his SUV for Adrian to shove things in the back of, help him move anything heavy anybody was gifting him. His parents seemed active in the church, so he was sure they were casting around for donations for furniture and everything. He supposed he could show up ‘as a friend,’ like they’d halfway talked about, be the guy who’d rescued Mila and hit it off in a completely hetero way with her brother, who just so happened to be a close neighbor. “Lemme know if you need an extra pair of totally platonic hands,” Kane murmured with a tiny smile, though he was fully aware Adrian likely wouldn’t call on him. He had other friends too, and a brother in law and all that, so it was probably all covered. Kane just couldn’t not offer. He kissed him again, then pulled away so Adrian could take his shoes off and get comfortable. “You want anything to drink?”
Adrian preferred Kane's non-platonic hands but he got the gist and the only reason he wasn't going to accept was that he was sure they'd be intensely obvious in one way or another and everyone would Know. "You got any light beer?" he asked as he got his jacket and shoes off. Kane had said he'd keep it stocked but it had been a while since Adrian last spent time at his place. It was a sad substitute for the real thing but it tasted good and that was the important part. Adrian had found he could drink a bit of normal beer without getting stupid drunk but it was annoying to have to keep track.
“I do, in fact,” Kane said with a little laugh. “And you’re the only one around here who’s gonna drink it, so ...” He sauntered into the kitchen to pull the fridge open and grab a light beer for his man. As he led the way to the couch, Kane gave him an appreciative glance up and down. He looked good. He always looked good, but it looked like he’d put on something that looked good on purpose, even if it wasn’t exactly fancy. Kane didn’t need fancy, he just liked the way those jeans hugged Adrian’s ass and thighs. Kane plopped down on the couch and picked up his own beer, clinking it lightly against Adrian’s before he took a swig. “So was work aight?” he asked with a hint of amusement. How domestic.
"Today? Yeah," Adrian replied, relaxing into the couch and taking a satisfying sip of the cold beer. "Yesterday, not so much. That place is crazy haunted and I had my first real experience with it. You know, I've smelled smoke and heard things but... Shit. It was pretty insane." He couldn't help but wonder if that kind of thing was something Kane dealt with too or if he was purely in the monster hunting and recently deceased souls business. Adrian didn't even know what was going on with the hospital, if it was just echoes or actual ghosts or what. He didn't think any of it was actually harmful but if someone with a weak heart had been in the elevator, it could have very easily been deadly.
He didn’t run into a lot of lost spirits in his everyday life, which was maybe kind of weird for a man who dealt with them in other ways. Kane had seen a ghost or three in his time, but mostly he only encountered the dead when he was ushering them into the light. Maybe the universe did have some mercy on him. His brow furrowed as he listened to Adrian. “What happened?” he wanted to know. Adrian hadn’t mentioned anything in their text messages since then, and ‘pretty insane’ was a worrisome descriptor for encounters with the supernatural.
"My buddy and I got trapped in the elevator," Adrian replied. "And it decided to take us to the basement, because why the fuck not, right?" He leaned in against Kane and idly tapped his fingers on his can, maybe a little surprised at how calm he was about what had happened. "One of the people who burned in there all those years ago showed up in the doorway but he was more sad than anything. Calling for help. He was burned pretty bad, my friend freaked the fuck out." Toby had good reasons to be more disturbed by it than Adrian but Kane didn't need to know all about what had happened to him and his friends. In fact, Adrian had no idea what his take would be on a bunch of kids who'd ended up responsible for multiple deaths on account of their supernatural abilities and mistreatment. They were people, but not really. Just like him.
Kane lifted his arm to drape it over Adrian’s shoulders when he leaned in closer, listening. He remembered the fire at Mercy, and it had sounded horrific. It didn’t surprise him that there were tortured souls trapped there -- sometimes when big disasters happened they got stuck in their pain and torment, even if there were enough reapers to go around. Kane felt lucky the worst he’d been called to had been a few multi-car traffic accidents. It was part of why he kept moving around, the shorter times he spent in places the less likely he was to be around for a tsunami or building fire or something. “Damn, dude,” he murmured, giving Adrian a little squeeze. “Sounds fucked up.” Neither he nor Adrian were shocked by trauma and death anymore, Kane knew that, but it could be startling and scary when you didn’t know it was coming, in the middle of a normal work day. Especially with someone else there freaking out. He assumed they were both okay or Adrian would’ve said otherwise.
Fuck, this was nice. It was hard to imagine being like this with anyone else, talking so casually about the supernatural and actually being believed but here he was with Kane who had - like him - seen far worse. Adrian had theories about why he hadn't absolutely shat his pants in that elevator and he was pretty sure it was because Toby had been so openly terrified, like his panic had encouraged Adrian's calm. Or maybe he was just too fucked in the head now to really react to things. He considered saying those things out loud but found that he didn't really want to keep talking about it. Not with Kane's warm body against his. "It was fucked up," he agreed and took another swig of his beer before leaning forward to set the can on the table. "Poor ghost, you probably would have shot it in the face if you'd been there," he murmured and smirked as he moved to straddle Kane's lap, wanting more of him. Always more of him.
He quickly set his own beer down on the floor as Adrian started to move over him to free up his hands, huffing out a little laugh. “You think I’m that cruel, huh?” Kane murmured, but he couldn’t be too defensive about it. He’d held a gun to Adrian’s head, after all. “Bullets don’t work on ghosts, I know that at least.” Kane slid his hands along Adrian’s thighs as he settled in and let his head fall back against the couch cushion to gaze up at him. He didn’t wonder too much how Adrian had kept his cool -- the man had Seen Some Shit, both supernatural and mundane as a nurse, and there was a hardness in him that maybe he didn’t even realize was there. Adrian had never been a soldier, but Kane could still recognize that part of him. “You look good tonight,” he added, not wanting to dwell on the freaky shit if Adrian didn’t. Kane squeezed his ass instead.
Cruel or not, Adrian suspected it'd be hard for Kane not to pull a gun on something that terrifying and he wondered if that might have done the trick to bring out the wendigo since guns generally freaked him the hell out far more than anything else seemed to. He was glad Kane moved on quickly from that though, it was so much nicer to get complimented and he had hoped those clothes were nice looking enough to get Kane to notice he'd made an effort - however subtle. "You look good too," he said contently, stroking Kane's chest and sides. "I missed you." Between work and family he hadn't found a chance to spend time with Kane and it was probably stupid to feel like they'd been apart for long when they'd seen each other just that Sunday night, but it felt like an eternity. "Did you miss me?" he added a bit teasingly, studying Kane's face, all those details he loved so much now.
Kane hadn’t made much effort beyond getting clean and shaving, so Adrian had definitely earned the compliment more than he had, but he never minded hearing it either. Or that Adrian had missed him after only a few days apart. Kane didn’t think he’d really had anyone miss him before, at least not in that sort of way. “I did, yeah,” he answered with a little grin, hands still stroking Adrian’s legs. Telling him just how much he’d missed him would probably sound crazy -- though it wasn’t like they hadn’t already admitted they were obsessed with each other. Kane hadn’t been in a lot of relationships in his life in general, but definitely none where he felt like he could safely be this honest. “At least once an hour, every fuckin’ day.” He flashed Adrian a grin, then dipped in to start kissing at his neck, tasting his skin a bit.
"So, not constantly?" Adrian teased him but the admission made him feel warm inside, especially since he believed him. "Did you do anything fun without me?" he murmured as he tilted his head to give Kane better access, those little kisses and licks sending a happy shiver through him. Nobody could really blame him for falling this hard and this fast when Kane barely had to lift a finger to have his insides rioting with emotions. The man was sex on legs but it went so far beyond that and some of those feelings were so damn complicated. Adrian might have thought that was a bad thing once upon a time, but now it just felt like spice.
Brianna flashed through his mind, naturally, and part of Kane resisted being that honest. Adrian’s weight and warmth felt so damn good on top of him, and all that might go away if he brought her up. Kane knew they had to Talk about it, but was now really the time? Adrian had just arrived, they’d both missed each other, why ruin the moment? But he felt guilty at the same time, and Kane thought that saying ‘no’ now just to bring it up later, after they fucked, would probably be worse. He clenched Adrian for a second before he sat back again to meet his eyes. “Yes and no?” he murmured. “Saw my girl again ... couldn’t get it up for her at first, so she was asking me a bunch of questions ... are we -- do you want me to stop?” He knew it was an awkward way to broach the topic, but he never claimed to be good at this.
Adrian leaned back a bit, trying not to let the annoyance show in his face when it flashed through him at the mention of Kane's Girl. He knew about her but that didn't mean he wanted to think about her or hear about her. Ignorance was bliss. He quirked a smile at the rest of it though and cocked a brow. "Now that doesn't sound like you," he said because he'd never even imagined Kane having performance issues which was pretty stupid considering he was only human. He would have said yes, he wanted to stop, but he was curious now about what kind of questions she'd been asking. "Go on," he said and tried to shut up the jealousy flaring up inside. He knew what he was getting into and their relationship wasn't exactly fair on his behalf either.
“No, I mean ... do you want me to stop seeing her?” Kane clarified. He wasn’t really keen on getting into all of the details, the way Brianna had sniffed out that his mind and heart were on somebody else, how she’d drawn the truth out of him without much effort at all. Kane had meant to keep them as separated as possible, compartmentalized in his brain, neither knowing much about the other. But for some reason he’d contracted some word vomit disease that made him tell everyone everything lately and it was disconcerting. He looked a little pained as he watched Adrian’s expression. “She knows all about you now and kept saying we should talk about it,” he added in a mutter.
That was a loaded question and Adrian didn't want to answer it. He was the one who was keeping their relationship a secret, they were never going to be some normal, happy couple, neither of them was like that. This thing always felt urgent and on the verge of ending and Adrian had a hard time imagining that would change, so who was he to demand something so basic as monogamy? He straightened up a little and licked his lips as his thoughts raced and then he leaned in closer to Kane again. "I want you to stop talking about her," he murmured and pressed a little kiss on Kane's lips. "Does she want you to stop seeing me?"
Brianna was in even less of a position to demand monogamy from Kane, and he made a negative sound against Adrian’s lips. Maybe it was stupid and selfish of him to be relieved by that answer but he was. He didn’t want to hurt Adrian and he knew he would give up everyone else for him if that’s what he wanted, but Kane hadn’t actually done that in two decades, so it was hard to predict how it would go. Plus he liked Brianna, as more than just a convenient fuckbuddy, and he had precious few people in his life to start with. “M’kay, I’ll shut up then,” he murmured and kissed him again. He might never understand why he had such shitty timing for everything, but at least Adrian hadn’t gotten up in a huff.
Adrian might have gotten up in a huff if he let his annoyance take the reins but if he started making demands, that opened the door for Kane to make demands and Adrian couldn't imagine coming out to his family. Even Mila, no matter how close they were, because it terrified him to think how she'd react. He kissed Kane back and tried not to think of the mystery woman he'd had a good time with during this now admittedly short time they'd been apart but curiosity got the better of him, ironically since he was the one who said not to talk about her. He pulled back a little, let his hands roam slowly over Kane's chest, reminding himself of all he could lose if he let this upset him. "What questions was she asking you though?"
So maybe it wasn’t going to be that easy after all. He almost deflected, since Adrian had said stop talking about her, but he knew he wouldn’t get away with that for long, so why bother. Kane stifled a sigh as he let his head fall back again and tried to remember the conversation instead of how awkward and embarrassing it had been. “Just ... if I thought you’d be upset with me being there, do I wanna still see her or am I just worried about hurting her feelings, why haven’t you and me talked about it already ... questions.” He paused, eyeing Adrian’s face, then quietly added, “I didn’t out you or anything.” Brianna had been more concerned about it than one might think an affair partner should be, but that was why they were kinda-friends, Kane supposed. He almost added that he couldn’t get hard until he was thinking about Adrian, but now probably wasn’t the best moment.
Adrian hadn't thought Kane would out him so that hadn't been a concern, but he was still glad to hear it confirmed. "That's a lot of questions," he said with a wan smile and he wanted to ask how Kane had replied, if he had feelings for this girl, if she had feelings for him. He still didn't want to know who it was, hated the idea of seeing her out and about in town or having her come in to the hospital, knowing she was fucking his lover. He wanted to ask just as many questions and more but he also didn't want to know and he dreaded some of those answers. He also worried that she wouldn't be asking these questions if their relationship was just a sex thing and that was what hit him the hardest. "She sounds nosy."
Adrian was once again keeping his cool and Kane wasn’t great at reading between lines, but there was still a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach that he should end things with Brianna, regardless of what was being said out loud. He wouldn’t say he had romantic feelings for her, but he did consider her a friend, and maybe that would be bad enough to make Adrian pull away. Kane wanted Adrian more than he wanted anything else, he just wasn’t sure how to say it right. “Well, y’know ...” he murmured. “I wanted her to know my boner problems weren’t because of her. It turned into a conversation.” You know how women are crossed his mind to say, but he realized that Adrian probably didn’t actually know how women were in that arena. There were so many insecurities to accidentally trip over.
"Are you still having boner problems?" Adrian asked, giving Kane a playful little smirk as he slid his hands down to his stomach, glad for the opportunity to take this conversation somewhere more fun. He could feel the vibe between them getting less than optimal and that was the last thing he wanted. They had a few hours together, he was moving into the same building soon, he was fucking crazy about Kane. It wasn't worth risking it for some woman he knew nothing about. No, it was better to steer things into an easier direction and kiss Kane some more so that was what he did, leaning in to brush his lips along his jaw.
He gave a soft huff out of his nose as his eyes closed and he tried to let himself really feel Adrian’s hands on him. “Nope, you are a cure all,” Kane murmured, his own palms sliding up to Adrian’s hips. There was still a bad feeling in his gut, but he tried to push it aside to fret about later. They didn’t have all night this time, and he didn’t want to spend the first hours they’d had together in days feeling shitty about his choices. He turned his head to catch Adrian’s lips with his own, trying to let him feel just how much he was wanted. Even if Kane enjoyed sleeping with Brianna, he craved Adrian and everything that was between them, no matter how fraught it was. He needed it. There were worlds of difference he couldn’t even begin to describe with words.
"Oh yeah?" Adrian murmured before Kane caught his lips and that pleased tone in his voice didn't have to be faked. He liked being a cure-all, especially when it came to Kane's dick, that much was hard to deny. The kiss said more than words and he pushed Kane's mystery woman out of his thoughts, focusing instead on what he had right in front of him. "Are you getting hard for me right now?" he asked after a few moments of deep kissing, his lips lingering against Kane's as he settled his hands on the waistband of his shorts, wishing he himself wasn't wearing jeans so he could just rub against him to find out.
Sinking into that soul-kissing was more than enough to get Kane’s blood pumping, and his cock was indeed stiff where it was caught under Adrian’s shapely ass. It wasn’t at a good angle to grind on though, pointed toward his knees rather than his belly, so he wasn’t surprised Adrian couldn’t feel it yet. He grinned a bit and shifted a little underneath him. “Why don’t you go exploring and find out?” he murmured back. “I’d ask you the same, but ...” Before Adrian could go anywhere, he slipped his own hand between them to cup Adrian’s crotch, pleased as ever to find that he wasn’t the only one with a bulge in his pants. Kane gave a gentle, teasing squeeze, Brianna far from his own mind now.
"Started getting hard the moment I saw you," Adrian admitted and pushed into that gentle grip for a little more friction. Hell maybe he'd started getting hard in the car, just knowing he was about to see Kane, his blood had been pumping faster for sure. "I like exploring," he added, tugging lightly on Kane's shorts before slipping his hand underneath the fabric, scooting back an inch to give himself more space to do so. "And you're fun to explore." His fingers found what he was looking for and he gave a pleased little grunt of appreciation because Kane was very hard and he'd missed feeling that gorgeous cock of his.
Kane liked hearing that and he gave a smug little hum. It was quickly followed by a soft groan as Adrian’s hand found him, and he pushed upward with his hips, his body hungry for more of that touch. He was glad that their little conversational detour hadn’t completely derailed everything and fucked up their evening. There was probably more to be said, but it could wait. His blood was heating up fast, and all he wanted was Adrian’s nice clothes on the floor. “Gonna end up like ... Pavlov’s Dick or somethin’,” he drawled with another lazy little grin. Kane massaged Adrian’s cock through his jeans, then tugged the front of his shirt up so he could start undoing the fly.
Adrian couldn't help but laugh at the Pavlov's Dick and he did feel conditioned by now, just thinking of Kane made him feel all sorts of things and he was his favorite fantasy subject when he was alone and horny. When Kane unbuttoned his jeans, he let go of his cock just long enough to pull his shirt off, wanting more skin on skin and less clothing getting in the way. He pulled at Kane's t-shirt when his own lay discarded next to them on the couch, slipping his hands underneath it and gently sliding it up on Kane's chest.
It felt good to make him laugh, even in a sexy moment, almost as good at those hands felt against his chest. Kane sat up enough to strip his shirt off as well and tossed it on top of Adrian’s, then wrapped his arms around him to get closer and feel their chests together. He stroked the smooth expanse of his back as he kissed him again, delving his tongue between Adrian’s lips. He’d missed this while they’d been apart, lately he never felt quite as alive as he did when he and Adrian were together like this. “You wanna come to bed with me?” he murmured against his lips after a moment, his body already feeling flushed and too cramped on the couch.
"I really do," Adrian replied softly and right now he just felt like melting in against Kane, feeling that firm body against his own, the heat radiating off him drawing him in. He was willing to bet he was amazing to snuggle up to in the winter, even if Adrian rarely felt cold these days. He felt a little reluctant to get up, even if the bed sounded far more appealing, but it had to be him that started because he was on top of Kane so he kissed him deeply once more for a few seconds before scooting backwards, not breaking the kiss until he absolutely had to in order to stand up.
Kane probably could’ve stood up with Adrian in his arms, but for some reason that felt weird with another grown man, so he let Adrian slide off of him, sitting forward to prolong that kiss just a little longer. Then he stood up as well, one hand instinctively falling to the tent in his shorts to squeeze himself. Adrian had looked damn good when he came in, but he looked even better shirtless with his jeans undone. Kane nudged him along to the bedroom, and once they were there he grabbed him by the hips to pull him in close again, planting nibbly kisses on his mouth while he started working those jeans down.
Adrian helped with the rest of his clothes before he went for Kane's shorts which were far easier to get off than his jeans had been. They barely stopped kissing for the duration of getting rid of the clothes and once they were both naked, Adrian stepped in closer and pressed their bodies together, his hands roaming over Kane's back and ass. He didn't think he'd ever stop being hungry for this man, like touching him wasn't quite enough and he wanted more. The fact that it was possible to feel like this about someone was insane and most of the time he had no idea what to do with those feelings. He did now, it came easy when they were both naked and eager to touch and he let his fingers dig into Kane's firm ass as he held him close.
It felt damn good to be touched, in a totally different way than anyone else who touched him, like Kane could feel all the emotion behind it, even when it was more of a grope than a caress. He pressed into Adrian, draping his arms around his shoulders and raking the fingers of one hand through the back of his hair. His skin felt hot where they were touching, and his cock flexed where it was caught between their bodies, eager for more attention. Kane groaned soft and low in his throat as his fingers flexed in Adrian’s dark hair, and he started crowding him toward the bed, their lips still sealed together. It seemed to take him no effort at all to stoke Kane’s fires, even after a break from one another. “Fuckin’ missed you,” he murmured when they had to catch a breath. Once Adrian was close enough to the bed, Kane quickly dipped lower to grab the backs of his thighs, lifting and pushing with his chest to drop Adrian back onto the mattress.
Adrian let out a small, shaky laugh at being manhandled but fuck it felt good and he clung to Kane to pull him down with him, moving to nibble on his neck. It was hard to miss the fact that the sheets were clean and fresh, even with his attention on Kane, and he felt a little stupid for how that made him feel. Had Kane changed them for him? He chose to think it was a thoughtful gesture instead of worrying he'd only done it because the bed had smelled of someone else. It felt good either way, though he knew neither they nor the bed were going to stay clean for long. "Fuckin' missed you too," he murmured against his neck and he didn't care if that was stupid, he felt drunk on the smell of Kane and the way he was touching him.
Kane was happy enough to go with him, catching himself on his elbows and one knee so he didn’t crush anything delicate. Adrian’s lips felt fantastic on any part of his body, but especially where they were now, his neck had always been sensitive. Kane nudged his legs further apart, settling one thigh between them even though he wasn’t even sure who was bottoming this time. It didn’t matter, he just wanted their bodies as close as possible. His heart was already beating hard, and he rocked his hips to feel the friction of Adrian’s erection against his. The sheets were the last thing on his mind. He slipped one hand under Adrian’s shoulder blade to hold him close, the other sliding down the curves of his side, eager to touch all of him at once.
Adrian didn't know what exactly he wanted, he just wanted his physical feelings to match his emotional ones and that wasn't a small request. Kane was more than capable though either way and already some of that restlessness was taken care of as he could grab onto Kane as much as he wanted and feel the pressure of his body against his own. He bit into his shoulder before he kept nibbling on his neck, savoring the taste of his skin where he licked him. "You wanna fuck me?" he whispered after a moment, his hands trailing back down to Kane's ass. "Or do you wanna ride me?" He gave him a squeeze, nipping lightly along his jaw.
His lips and teeth felt so good, part of Kane just wanted to stretch out and let Adrian kiss and nip at every inch of his skin until he was just a groaning mess of nerve endings. Fucking sounded just as good at the moment, though. “Both?” Kane murmured with a huff. He pulled back enough to press a few hungry kisses to Adrian’s lips, not sure which he preferred either. Everything, all at the same time. He moaned into the kiss before he broke the kiss again, pushing himself down to press his mouth against Adrian’s neck and collarbone and chest. “I wanna taste you first though,” he mumbled. Kane ran his hands over Adrian’s skin as he moved lower, catching one nipple between his teeth to tease it.
Adrian never felt as sexy as when Kane was showing him any attention at all and that trail of kisses had his chest full with excitement and emotion. He wanted to taste him back, keep nibbling and biting so he caught Kane's hand and brought it up to his face, nibbling on his fingers before slipping between his lips to lick and suck on them. He let him go only when Kane went lower and couldn't help but raise his hips as he watched him. "You're so fucking beautiful," he murmured, his cock twitching as Kane played with his nipple.
Kane gave a snort of warm amusement as he glanced up at the compliment. He was pretty sure Adrian had it backwards since he was the beautiful one, but he knew how arguments like that went. He may as well just accept and enjoy the compliment. Having his fingers in Adrian’s mouth had been a delicious tease that made his cock twitch with anticipation. He used the slickness on his fingers to tease back, rubbing them against the underside of Adrian’s straining cock, enjoying feeling it bounce and push against his touch. He dragged his mouth lower, kissing and nuzzling Adrian’s belly until he was finally close enough to lick around the head of Adrian’s cock. He took it into his mouth to gently suck, wrapping his hand around the base as he re-settled on the bed.
Aside from how good it felt, Kane also just looked so damn good as he moved around and Adrian couldn't keep his eyes off him. He reached down to run his fingers through his hair when Kane took him in his mouth, idly rubbing his calf against Kane's shoulder, his gaze softening with every second of Kane touching him. He could practically feel himself melt into it, relaxed despite his restlessness, loving the way Kane's mouth felt around him, taking him in deeper. "I think about you all the fucking time," he whispered and that was true, though it was especially true for the few times he had privacy enough to jerk off, which was happening far more often since they'd met.
He moaned around Adrian at those words, a little amazed at how erotic it could be to hear something like that during sex. For the first time in many many years it was something he wanted to hear -- not a worrisome red flag from a casual fling partner, but a confirmation of a mutual yearning that felt far more good than scary now. “Tell me what you think about,” he murmured, briefly pulling his mouth off of Adrian’s cock. Kane licked firmly up the sides of it for a moment, dark eyes flashing up at his man’s handsome face before he went back to sucking. He took him deep but slow, letting his fingers wander down to caress and play with his balls at the same time.
Adrian huffed because telling him that would take all night - what didn't he think about? - and then Kane did something that made words harder to come by and he groaned, tightening his hold on his hair. "Our first kiss," he murmured, eyes closing on instinct as he focused on the sensations Kane was giving him, his muscles tensing a bit and relaxing as his arousal kept growing. "Things we've done. Things we haven't done." The first kiss tended to end in a fantasy of a first time thing that could never have realistically happened. Much like their time in the cabin tended to become a fantasy that could not have happened for very different reasons. "About your body," Adrian groaned. "Your smile." He grinned faintly because it wasn't always sexual when he thought about him, but a good chunk of the time it was.
It wasn’t very detailed, but Kane couldn’t really expect it to be while he was sucking Adrian’s cock. It was one of the most distracting things he could do, after all. Their first kiss had been a damn good one, even if Adrian had been pretty wasted for it. Broad categories or not, Kane thought obsessively about all of those things too, and it felt so damn good to have it reciprocated. He didn’t get too anxious anymore that Adrian might come to his senses while they were apart and decide he did actually hate Kane after all ... hearing stuff like this just drove home how much they were on the same obsessive page. It made his heart twist happily in his chest, and he bobbed his head over Adrian a bit faster, like some instinctive reward. Kane slid his free hand under Adrian’s ass to squeeze it as he groaned again, releasing his cock to kiss and nibble at his groin and thigh. “Fuck, I love you,” he moaned, pressing a hot cheek to Adrian’s skin while he stroked him.
Adrian didn't know why he got insecure too. He was pretty sure Kane was not the type of guy who threw the L word around casually. It had surprised him to hear it the first time but now it just made him feel stupidly good. It helped that he was reeling with good feelings already because sometimes it made him a little anxious, worried he wouldn't be able to live up to that love, that what they had wasn't enough and he'd have to demolish his life to rebuild it to make everything fit. "I love you too," he said easily, those thoughts far from his mind now when his cock was hot and pulsing and his balls felt nice and tight. "I wanna taste you again," he added, his slender fingers playing with Kane's hair and lightly stroking his neck.
Kane felt like he could contently stay down there all night, lavishing attention on Adrian’s body while he stroked his hair like that. But his own body was restless and hungry, his cock throbbing against the sheets, and looking at Adrian’s lips wrapped around it was already one of his favorite things in the universe. He gave a little growl and licked his way up Adrian’s shaft a couple more times, giving the head one more firm suck before he pulled away and crawled up Adrian’s body again. Kane kissed him deep before he rolled onto his side. “I’m all yours,” he murmured with a lazy little grin, his hand slipping down to squeeze himself. Whatever Adrian wanted to do to him, he was game.
Adrian followed him instantly, rolling onto his side and pressing his knee between Kane's thighs to get closer, as close as he could get. It never felt like enough to sate that hunger he had for him and he kissed him again, fingers digging into his flesh. He always wanted him so badly but now he was all riled up too, his cock hard and throbbing with need against Kane's thigh and his heart beating hard and steady. And that was one of the few feelings he knew carried over to his monstrous self; he could very well remember the possessiveness he'd felt with Kane in the woods, the visceral need to own this man. Could the wendigo get jealous? Would it if Kane kept seeing that girl of his? He pushed that from his mind again, rubbed his cock against Kane's muscled thigh as he kissed him and enjoyed the fact he was all his for the time being at least.
It felt so incredibly good to wrap his arms around Adrian, to feel that lithe well-built body pressed against him. Even if Adrian couldn’t access it all the time, Kane knew just how powerful it could be, and it was weirdly hot to remember how easily he could be overpowered. It wasn’t usually something he enjoyed, but he’d come to find that so many things about being with Adrian defied his expectations. Kane kissed him with passion, rocking their hips together for the friction as he slid his thigh up higher toward Adrian’s hip, hands roaming over the skin of his back and side and arm. His whole body felt overheated and itchy in the best sort of way, aching for more, even if they were almost as physically close as they could get. “I want you,” Kane breathed in between deep clingy kisses. “Don’t care how.”
"No?" Adrian whispered back and right now he just wanted more of Kane's mouth on his cock but that felt a little too selfish. He had stopped him after all, his urge to taste and touch making him restless with need and though it wasn't as intense, rubbing his cock against Kane's body felt good. He liked the way he clung to him too and it wasn't high on his list of priorities to pry himself loose but eventually he did, pushing Kane to his back with a firm hand on his shoulder. "I can do anything I want, huh?" he asked heatedly, leaning down to nip on Kane's bottom lip, giving him a little grin. The problem was knowing what he wanted, he always felt so fucking greedy with Kane, but he had a rough idea now where he wanted this to go and if he was in charge, he'd just act on instinct anyway.
“I mean, within reason,” Kane tittered, grinning back in a drunken sort of way. He didn’t think Adrian was going to go some crazy direction and crush his nuts or anything, they both had a pretty good handle now on where their boundaries were. Even if Adrian did want to hurt him a bit, he enjoyed a certain amount of that and they both knew it. “Anything you want,” he echoed, lifting his head to brush their lips together again. He rubbed his leg against Adrian’s hip, gazing up at him with an open desire he was hardly even aware of. It was probably a good thing, self-consciousness was often an intimacy-killer, and all Kane wanted was to be rooted in the moment, making pleasure with his lover.
The way Kane was looking at him stirred up so many emotions in Adrian. To think he might have never experienced this but here he was and Kane both desired and trusted him. It gave him a similar feeling of a high as it had when his monstrous side had taken over and either it was all blending together in his psyche or this dominant emotion had always lived inside of him, dying to get out. He hummed contently at the permission given then leaned down again to bite and caress Kane's neck. This time he moved lower, much the same as Kane had done earlier, not pausing much as he licked at various spots of Kane's body, his hands moving to caress his thighs as he moved to kneel between them. "The things I could do to you," he murmured but his smile said there was nothing he wanted to do that Kane wouldn't like. He just wanted to taste him for now and he shifted backwards a bit until he could do just that, swirling his tongue around the head of his cock.
Kane had been in love before, but he hadn't had this kind of time or privacy with AJ, so this all felt like new territory to him too. It was impossible to have a real relationship surrounded by other soldiers, living in a war zone. He’d found a kinship in Adrian that he hadn’t been sure existed for him, and now he craved it all the time. Having him living closer, out from under the watchful eyes of his family, was going to be like a dream. His body rolled slowly as Adrian made his way south, all of his nerves sparking under his hands and mouth, his own fingers finding his way into Adrian’s hair. They might not be monogamous yet, but nobody else made Kane feel this desired, wanted for exactly what he was, and like he could comfortably indulge in being the center of attention. He moaned out a soft curse as Adrian’s mouth finally reached his cock, his hips flexing upward by instinct.
Adrian took his time, no matter if his cock wanted more, it wasn't the boss of him and he wanted to have Kane squirming and moaning his name before he took care of himself. Funny how this hadn't been something he was super interested in but he found himself loving it now as Kane's cock slipped deeper into his mouth, the skin so velvety soft against his tongue even with how hard he was. He only pulled off to spit in his hand, using the saliva to rub at Kane's balls as he took him back in his mouth. He couldn't help but run his fingers along the scar he had given Kane and as much as his emotions were conflicted on that scar with all its terrible history, there was still a part of him that felt like it marked Kane as his. They'd long since established that not all their mutual feelings were healthy but at least the outlet wasn't bad.
There was plenty of trauma tied into that scar, it had been one of Kane’s closest brushes with death, but he felt much the same about it now -- it made him Adrian’s. They’d both marked each other in such an intense way, right from the jump, even if his scar was the only visible one. His breathing got heavier the more Adrian toyed with him, fingers clenching here and there in the top of his dark hair. Kane lifted his head to look down his body to watch it, that beautiful mouth of his sliding up and down his shaft ... he couldn’t stare for too long though, or he would lose his control and all of this would be over too soon. It wouldn’t take him long to recover for another round, but he wasn’t ready to be dragged into that post-orgasm laziness yet. All the tension in his body felt so good. So he relaxed his neck and let his eyes roll closed for a few moments, moaning as Adrian worked his cock. “Fuck, feels so good,” he breathed, stroking Adrian’s hair.
It was such an intense turn-on, and maybe even a stupid one, that Kane was presently stronger than him and yet he was completely yielding to him, giving him the power to do anything he wanted, submitting in a way. Adrian could feel the strength in that body as he tensed beneath him and in the way his large hands gripped his hair. It all felt so damn good and he hummed contently at the compliment as he tried to read all those signals Kane's body was sending, not wanting to send him toppling over that edge too soon. He still took his time, happy to know they actually had time to spend tonight before he had to get going again.
Kane got lost in it for a while, all the pleasure drawing his balls up tight against his body, tingling up through his gut and into his chest. He did his best not to buck too much, but he couldn’t hold still under all the attention, squirming and giving small thrusts upward into the hot suction of Adrian’s mouth. Even without a lot of experience with it, he was already so good at doing this. Or he was at least good at doing it for Kane. When he felt like he was getting closer and closer to his edge, he gave a little tug in Adrian’s hair and started to sit up. “You’re gonna make me come, if you keep that up,” he grunted. “C’mere.” Kane leaned in as Adrian lifted his head, crashing their mouths together again before he could properly straighten up. “I wanna fuck you, if you’re up for it?” he murmured after a few deep swipes of his tongue.
"Oh no, you took the words right out of my mouth," Adrian replied with an amused little smile, feeling a little lightheaded from his arousal and that intense kiss. "I'll wrestle you for it?" he added jokingly, moving to straddle Kane's lap so he could wrap his hand around both their cocks at the same time, wanting to keep touching Kane and feel some of that friction for himself. "Or race you?" he added between light, nibbly kisses. "I bet I'm faster than you." Not that he felt like running, he just wanted to be as close as he could to Kane, until they almost felt like the same person, and at this point he didn't really care how they went about it.
It wasn’t necessary to pull him in closer, but Kane ran his hands up Adrian’s thighs around to his ass anyway as he settled. He grinned briefly against Adrian’s lips and gave a doubtful sounding hum, amused that they’d both been thinking the same thing. “Think it’s your turn,” he pointed out, equally unserious. He wasn’t keeping track, he just viscerally remembered coming his brains out on Adrian’s cock the last time they’d been together. Kane brought one hand up to wet his fingers, then reached around to rub lightly against Adrian’s ass. “We can still race though, bet you will be faster than me.” Kane grinned at him, then caught his bottom lip with his teeth, pleasure still radiating from the sensation of their cocks pressed so firmly together.
Adrian closed his eyes momentarily at the sensation of Kane's teeth on his lip, a soft sound escaping his throat. "Are we taking turns?" he asked then and he vividly remembered the same thing, wishing that weekend had been longer because it had gone by way too fast when there were so many things he wanted to do with Kane. "We could flip a coin," he added with a breathy little titter, giving the two of them a nice squeeze. "Fuck me," he then murmured to make it clear he was joking. He wanted to fuck Kane but he wasn't going to say no to getting fucked unless there was something wrong with him and currently he was feeling more than fine.
“That’s what I like to hear,” Kane murmured fuzzily. There was nothing saying they couldn’t switch it up in another hour or so, both getting exactly what they wanted tonight before Adrian had to go. Kane already wasn’t looking forward to parting again, but he was determined not to think about it until he had no other choice. He gazed into Adrian’s eyes as he eased a finger into him, wanting to make sure he was properly ready before he forged ahead with that request. Unfortunately the lube wasn’t in immediate reach, so they would have to separate momentarily, but for now his spit seemed to be enough. “You just got me dyin’ to be inside you somehow,” he breathed, nudging his nose against Adrian’s, cock twitching in his hand.
Just his finger already felt so good and Adrian felt something loosen up inside of him, settling him down and removing whatever indecision he'd been feeling. "Same," he whispered and he knew that feeling intimately, wanting to be closer than was possible, to wind himself around and into Kane, lose himself in him and completely encompass him somehow at the same time. He was stupid about this man and everything Kane did and said seemed to make all sorts of emotions spark off inside of him. "I love you," he said softly. "So much I almost wanna be you." Did that even make sense? He thought it might to Kane, and if it didn't at least he wouldn't be weird about it. He knew the lube was out of reach and it made him wish he'd gotten some sort of telekinetic powers as well so he didn't have to pull away from Kane anytime soon.
Something went even more hazy in Kane’s eyes and he drew a breath in through his teeth as he pushed that finger deeper, working it in and out of Adrian’s hot body. What he said made perfect sense to Kane, he knew exactly what he meant. It was such a crazy irrational feeling like he wanted to merge their bodies and minds somehow, become one chimera of a being, to exist in perfect understanding of one another. Moments like these felt like the closest they could get, but it never felt like enough. Was that love or obsession? Was there even a difference? Maybe for some people, but for them? Kane already knew he didn’t give a shit, it all just felt so fucking good. “Me too,” he murmured as he worked a second digit into Adrian. Gods, that squeeze was so goddamn tantalizing. “I wanna be with you all the fuckin’ time.”
Adrian was feeling that need to be closer too and he wound his arm around Kane's neck, arching in against him as his breath caught in his throat at that extra pressure. "All the fucking time," he agreed before kissing him again, a content moan escaping him. His body was starting to do its own thing as he couldn't help but rock his hips a bit against Kane hands and into his own grip. His body felt warmer and precum was already gathering at the tip of his cock, adding slickness to his strokes. The kissing was the cherry on top, kissing Kane always stoked his fire and he thought again of that first time they'd kissed, how desperate he'd felt, so willing to risk everything just for a taste of this man.
Every sound he made and every time he sealed their mouths together made Kane fall for him a bit more. He’d never felt this wanted -- needed, even -- and it was continually intoxicating. That wasn’t all there was to it, of course, it wasn’t a completely selfish feeling, but Kane couldn’t deny it was part of it. Adrian made him feel so goddamn much that he’d never thought he would feel. The way he moved made Kane’s cock ache and his own hips rocked a bit underneath Adrian’s weight, rubbing needily between his fingers and his hard cock. He slowly finger fucked him to the same rhythm while they kissed, coaxing his body to relax further so they could get even closer. “Get the lube,” he mumbled against Adrian’s mouth when it felt like time. It wasn’t far, sitting out on the nightstand, but still annoyingly out of reach.
Adrian made a disgruntled noise he only half meant because yes he wanted more but he didn't want to move to get it. He kissed Kane once more to bide his time and for a second he even considered just doing this because it felt fucking good and it'd mean no moving. But no, they were both hungry for more and he could feel it humming through his body, an unspoken need. He broke the kiss and looked up, doing some hazy mental calculations on how best to reach the nightstand with minimum hassle, then pushed Kane to lie down again and half crawled over him, just barely managing to nudge the bottle close enough to grab it.
Kane relaxed backward and ran his free hand over Adrian’s body as he moved, planting kisses against his chest and stomach while they passed over his face. One of these days he really just wanted to lick Adrian from head to toe, to pour love into every inch of him. He grinned faintly once Adrian had the lube in hand, scraping his teeth over his bottom lip. “You wanna ride me?” he murmured. Kane enjoyed fucking Adrian in any position, but he especially loved to watch his face and the way his body moved when he was in control of the pace, making himself come on Kane’s cock.
"Yeah," Adrian replied rustily as he settled back down with the bottle in hand, his free hand gently stroking Kane's chest. "If you promise to fuck my brains out after I come," he added and maybe Kane wouldn't last that long, but it always felt so fucking good when he did. His willingness to ride Kane was not tied to a promise though, not even a little; it was what he wanted to do and he was already getting lube in his palm to slick them both up enough to get started. He reached around to give Kane's cock a few strokes, getting him nice and wet before he moved to get him inside.
“For as long as I can, hell yeah,” he agreed, a little breathless already. Kane happened to love that Adrian liked to keep going after he’d gotten off. It usually sucked to have to stop and change tactics or just finish himself off with his hand or something. Lucky for him, Adrian enjoyed that over-sensitive intensity after sex that Kane himself couldn’t handle all the time. He made room for Adrian’s hand, moving his own to stroke his man’s thighs as he got into position. Kane stared up at him, his dark eyes heated and his mouth slack until he started to feel that hot grip sliding down around his cock. It made his lashes flutter and drew a throaty groan out of him.
Adrian maintained the eye-contact for as long as he could which admittedly wasn't very long before a rush of pleasure forced him to close his eyes, his head rolling back on his neck. "Fuck," he whispered under his breath, his hand releasing Kane's cock and moving around to stroke his own as he let Kane sink deeper inside him. He kind of wanted this sensation to last for far longer than was physically possible, just feel Kane keep slipping inside, forcing his body to adjust and rubbing against all those sensitive nerve endings. He opened his eyes again when he was fully seated, pushing down a little to find that extra pressure inside, his breath catching in his throat.
‘Fuck’ was right, Kane agreed wholeheartedly. His hands slipped up to grip Adrian’s hips as he settled his weight, fingers digging into those taut muscles as pleasure rolled through him, gooseflesh rising on his arms. Kane forced his eyes open to drink in the sight before him, Adrian’s beautiful body kneeling over his, long fingers stroking his flushed cock, that loosened expression on his face. “Goddamn, you’re so perfect,” Kane breathed, his thumbs stroking over Adrian’s hip bones. He pushed up into that delicious weight, relishing the resistance and the tight grip around his shaft.
Adrian didn't believe for a second that he was perfect but this moment was perfect and he wanted to get stuck in it for hours, just feeling the same rush roll through him over and over again. He looked down at Kane again as he rolled his hips to start with, one hand grasping Kane's arm and squeezing. It was probably an insane thing to think, but he felt like he could handle eternity if eternity was this. "Don't move," he murmured, wanting to be in control of the pace for now and maybe of Kane too.
He gave one more roll of his hips before he obeyed and went still, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip. Kane even loved how Adrian’s hand felt wrapped around his forearm. It was always a challenge not to move when his body was dying to buck and thrust, but he would always do his best when Adrian told him to. He loved how neither of them assumed that the one getting fucked was the submissive one, their switchy energy could go in either direction depending on their whims. So far, Kane had never minded Adrian bossing him around in bed, no matter what form it took, which probably said a lot about just how deep into this he was now. He just wanted Adrian, even if he had to crawl and beg for him.
Adrian gave him a warning glare that wasn't all that serious but then Kane stopped moving and he felt like he was in control again, shifting his hips slowly from side to side, reveling in the way it felt. "Your dick is fantastic," he murmured with a slightly dopey grin. "But you knew that." He shifted his position to lean down over Kane and fuck if it didn't feel for a second like Kane's cock sank in deeper before pulling out a bit when Adrian caught Kane's lips in a hungry kiss.
Kane pulled a sharp inhale through his nose and returned the kiss, his heart squeeze-thumping sweetly in his chest. He ran his hands up Adrian’s sides and down his back again to feel the curve of his ass, belatedly hoping that groping him didn’t break the ‘don’t move’ rule. He’d had quite a few compliments about his dick over the years, no real complaints -- not that he stuck around long to hear them most of the time, but still. “It was just made for you,” he mumbled against Adrian’s mouth, a brief grin crossing his own face. Kane squeezed his ass and had to force himself not to thrust again.
Groping was definitely allowed, Adrian loved feeling Kane's hands on him as much as he loved the way Kane looked at him. Nobody had ever made him feel as desired as Kane did, whether he was touching him reverently or like he wanted to tear him apart. "Custom order?" he tittered against his lips, but it came out a little hitched. He could almost feel Kane's body resisting its urges and he liked it, staying still for a few seconds just to soak in that feeling before he started actually moving, letting Kane's cock drag against those sensitive spots inside him that made him see stars. He closed his eyes again and huffed wordlessly this time before nipping on Kane's lip again and giving his own cock a little squeeze. It all felt so good already and he hadn't even begun moving that much.
It was a little difficult to make jokes when his body was so heated and restless with pleasure, but Kane managed an amused huff of his own before Adrian started rocking. His breath caught as a shudder ran down his spine. He nipped Adrian back, then crushed their mouths together for another deep kiss. If he couldn’t thrust with his hips, he wanted to thrust with his tongue, feeling intensely greedy even though they were as close as they could get now. It rarely felt like enough, and apparently that desire to crawl inside of each other was mutual. Kane’s hands gripped his ass, not to guide but just to feel the muscle working beneath them.
There was admittedly some part of Adrian who wanted Kane to be a brat and take control and that kiss toed the line beautifully, making him feel possessed in the best of ways. He moaned into it, chasing his own pleasure now as he started rocking against Kane, angling himself so that his cock hit the right spot with every thrust, each one making his balls feel tighter and hotter, his toes curling in pleasure. It was kind of funny to think he'd worried it was too big when they first fucked because these days it felt just like Kane had said; made for him.
In the back of his mind, Kane was aware Adrian had already put in a request to be fucked a lot after he came, but he was starting to wonder if he would even make it that far. Every movement Adrian made gave him electric jolts of pleasure, picking up where Adrian’s mouth had left off. Kane couldn’t kiss him for very long, his lungs demanding oxygen, but he kept coming back to Adrian’s lips after each sip of air. “Fuck,” he breathed after a moment, running his hands restlessly over his lover’s body again. He pulled one knee up a bit to push his pelvis harder against the mattress, determined not to move, even if every muscle was clamoring for it. Kane dragged one hand up to delve it into Adrian’s hair, clenching briefly as they panted together.
Adrian wasn't sure he could speak at the moment, he was caught up in the ebb and flow of all those sensations flooding his body, feeling like he'd been happily reduced to a brainless pile of neurons firing in every direction. He was dangerously close to the edge, torn between the near irresistible lure of climax and the desire to prolong this for as long as possible. "Close," he managed to moan between kisses and he had a feeling his body wouldn't stop moving if he wanted it to, he just wanted this, all of this for as long as he could have it.
Kane almost whined, even though he knew Adrian’s climax didn’t mean they had to stop. He was just as greedy for the other man’s pleasure as his own. Kane knew he wasn’t supposed to move, but he couldn’t resist the urge to help Adrian along. “Can I?” he murmured as he slipped a hand between their bodies. Kane slid his fingers over the slick head of Adrian’s cock, wanting to take over that part of it for him if Adrian allowed it. “Please ...” His own body felt tense and throbby with pleasure, but the lack of pacing control meant he wasn’t quite there yet himself, just riding the waves, and he was hungry to feel Adrian go off around him.