Adrian Moretti (theneedtofeed) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2023-05-06 04:20:00 |
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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 2
Adrian looked at Kane, his eyes unfocused and his jaw slack. "You can do anything you want now," he said huskily as he let him take over, running his fingers along Kane's forearm instead, loving those scars and thick veins and muscles dancing under his touch. There had been a time when he wouldn't have trusted Kane with 'anything' but they were on the same page now, caught up in this mass of emotions together. He didn't stop moving, it felt too good to ride Kane to stop or slow down now and as he got dangerously close to that edge again, he pressed their foreheads together, letting out a helpless moan.
He immediately wrapped his hand around Adrian’s cock, loving how hot and smooth it was against his palm. “Then I’m gonna make you come so hard, baby,” he breathed. Kane stroked him at the same pace he’d been doing himself, his eyes open even as Adrian pressed in closer. Every sound and harsh breath from his lover made his balls feel tighter and fuller, and he started to buck up into it, pushing himself as deep into Adrian as he could get. Kane groaned and crushed their lips together in a nibbly kiss that he couldn’t resist stealing, though it couldn’t last long with all the heavy breathing.
Adrian wasn't sure Kane was going to fulfill his promise and at this point he didn't really care. They both felt so amped up and his whole body felt restless as he clung to Kane, one hand moving to grip his hair as he rocked with him and breathlessly nipped at his lips. Kane's words seemed to have a physical effect on him, as much as his hand on his cock did and he moaned into the kisses, feeling detached from their time and place, lost in some other dimension of their own. "So close," he tried to warn Kane but it was just a whisper quickly followed by a deep groan as his body reached its climax far quicker than he'd expected. His cock throbbed in Kane's hand and his ass clenched around his cock as he buried his face against Kane's neck, his moans almost pained for the duration.
Kane tightened his grip as he felt the tension increase in Adrian’s body above his. He pumped his hand faster, until that peak came and everything was tightness and throbbing. “Fuck yeah, that’s it,” he panted, turning his face to press it against the side of Adrian’s head. Kane loved it when he curled inward like that, like he needed to be even closer to Kane while he was beside himself with pleasure. His hand was effectively caught between their bodies, but he still squeezed and milked Adrian’s cock, deliciously satisfied at the hot pool of cum that came out of him. He kept rocking his hips to draw it out as long as he could for him, relieved that he hadn’t lost his own control just yet.
Kane's heated breath against his cheek felt good and Adrian felt even more reduced to a mindless bundle of nerves now, his heart beating hard in his chest as he strived to catch his breath, his body shuddering a little every time Kane's cock dragged against his prostate. Kane's voice only added to it all, rich and deep in his ear, making him feel stupidly happy like he'd just been complimented which probably would be funny if he was in any state to be amused - nice orgasm, buddy. "Fuck, you feel good," he groaned like the words were being forced out of him, like every little move was hard work and that included talking.
He hummed and smiled faintly at that actual compliment, releasing Adrian’s cock so he could stroke his lower back and hips. Kane turned his head enough to nuzzle at Adrian’s ear. “You still wanna get your brains fucked out?” he murmured warmly. He slowed down his thrusting to just gentle rocks of his pelvis to let Adrian recover a bit and let his own climax recede again. He’d promised, after all. Meanwhile Kane kissed at his jaw and lovingly groped his ass, so very addicted to having his hands on him.
"Always," Adrian sighed contently and as much as Kane loved touching him, Adrian probably loved it twice as much to have his hands on him. Kane's hands always felt so firm and warm and it didn't matter how he was touching him, it always made Adrian feel so wanted. He hoped Kane felt the same way when Adrian touched him back, it was a feeling everyone should have at least once in their lifetime and here Adrian was soaking it up on the regular. "Are you gonna fuck my brains out?" he asked with a faint smile as he slowly gained some of his composure back.
“Uh huh, I promised,” Kane reminded him with a wicked grin. He may not be able to do so for very long, but his body was itchy and restless with the desire to move, and he was ready to be in control of the pace. He shifted under Adrian, pushing against the mattress to roll them both to put his man on his back. Kane re-settled his knees and flashed another little grin before he kissed him again, deep and hungry. He rocked his hips into him, humming a pleasured sound into Adrian’s mouth. With one hand Kane groped around until he found the bottle of lube again, then sat up a bit to refresh the slickness between them. “You’re so fuckin’ sexy, you know that right?” he murmured.
Adrian loved it when Kane physically moved him, it just wasn't something he experienced under any other circumstances and it always made his body react like he'd just jumped from a cliff, his stomach rioting in a way that felt stupidly good. "Hard to forget when you keep telling me," he murmured with more attitude than he actually felt, Kane's words making him feel stupidly fluttery and a little coy. He hooked his legs around Kane, locking his ankles together and rocking up against him a bit while Kane added more lube. "You're the sexy one," he added, watching him with a look that said as much if not more than those words did. "I'm so fucking crazy about you."
Kane licked his lips and tossed the bottle back down, planting his hands on either side of Adrian’s shoulders so he could stare down at him. “You better stay crazy,” he murmured as his spine rolled, pulling his cock out further just to drive it back in. “‘Cause you’re mine now.” The back part of his mind knew how hypocritical that sounded, but this was dirty talk, not a serious conversation about the state of their relationship. Adrian was his, and vice versa, no matter what they called themselves or how open about it they were. Nothing else in Kane’s life touched how this felt, and he knew it was mutual. Kane started building up into a rhythm, loving how it felt to move between Adrian’s thighs, how the grip around his cock was still so hot and tight, and how dark Adrian’s eyes got.
Adrian trailed his hands along Kane's side, those words hitting him like a freight truck, like he was in a falling elevator, his stomach clenching and pleasure exploding inside of him at that first thrust. He was going to stay crazy, he was sure of that. How was it possible to fall out of a love like this? It'd have to be a crash, some horrible cataclysm to throw him off the rails, Kane would have to somehow make Adrian hate him again. "Yours," he agreed in a low groan, keeping that eye contact while he could, feeling pleasantly unfocused and floaty.
Being possessive had never been much of a kink for Kane. He’d known some people really got off on owning their partners, but he’d never really understood it until now. Hypocrite or not, he knew that anyone else touching Adrian like this would drive him insane, and possibly to violence. It was fucked up, but that seemed pretty par for the course for them. Kane couldn’t give a shit. He just felt that intense pressure in his chest, that crazy urge to bite Adrian and mark him, to prove to the world that he was Kane’s. He groaned and dipped his head in closer to lick and suck at Adrian’s neck, breathing him in and relishing that sense of being surrounded by him while his hips picked up speed and intensity.
Adrian had loved that 'too much' feeling from the first time he'd tried it by himself and that had not compared to the first time he did it with someone else. Those times didn't hold a candle to the way Kane made him feel, it was almost painful, overwhelming, making him completely lose his sense of time and place. Everything felt physical and Kane and the things he was doing to him were the only thing that existed in his world for the duration. He was making soft keening noises now, exposing his neck more in encouragement and submission as he clung to Kane and hoped he wouldn't come just yet. It was a lot to ask and he knew that so he was braced for it and he would love it just the same but if Kane made him come again he thought his head might explode and yet he craved it.
Those sounds Adrian made and the way he gave Kane more room at his throat made him feel absolutely drunk with power and lust. He panted against the skin of Adrian’s neck, tasting the light sweat on his skin before he couldn’t resist and sank his teeth in. It was a hard bite that felt almost out of his control, and Kane held on as he pumped harder, his balls tight against his body. He was holding back and it was getting more and more difficult, but Kane wanted to give Adrian everything he wanted, and he’d asked specifically for this. A low growl rumbled in the back of his throat as he gave himself over to it as much as he could, the raw animal nature of it, his strong core working hard.
Adrian knew it was a race against time and even if he could probably come after Kane did, that urgency only heightened his pleasure and ushered his second climax in sooner. Nobody made him feel as owned as Kane did and he doubted he'd like it from anyone else. This whole thing between them was a game of push and pull and they switched places on the regular, yielding to one another, greedily taking and giving all they could. He really didn't want Kane to ever stop but before he knew it he was crying out, shaking as he had a mostly dry orgasm tear through his body and send his mind spinning.
Kane hadn’t really expected to make Adrian come again, but it was a delicious surprise. The way he reacted and his body tightened up was more than Kane could bear, and he tumbled off of his own edge directly after him. His hands fisted in the sheets as he drove his cock into his lover hard, teeth still pressed into the thick muscle, his breath hot and harsh on Adrian’s skin. The pleasure rolled through him in intense, delicious waves, and he happily lost himself for those few blissful moments before everything unclenched again. It left Kane a little shaky and lightheaded, and he finally released Adrian’s neck and clunked their foreheads together while he tried to catch his breath.
"Oh fuck," Adrian groaned when his body finally started to relax again, leaving him feeling a bit floaty and boneless. "Fuck, I love you." He gripped at Kane again but at this point it felt more like he was pawing at him like a weak kitten. It made him want to spend the night and some part of him wondered who would even notice. The answer to that was everyone but he thought maybe he could come up with some convincing lie like he'd been exhausted and fallen asleep at work. Some other part of him didn't give a shit, why would he need to come up with excuses when he wasn't a teenage boy living with his parents anymore.
“I love you too,” Kane panted, brushing their lips together as his body relaxed more against Adrian’s. Hearing those words after such an intense orgasm made him feel weirdly emotional in such a complicated way. He couldn’t get enough of it. “That was hot,” he added in a low rumble, grinning faintly. His fingers found their way into Adrian’s hair and he gave a few more gentle rocks against him with his hips, enjoying those final aftershock shivers of pleasure from his sensitive cock. Everything Adrian did was hot, but making him go off twice like that just made Kane want to do it all the time.
"You're telling me," Adrian said with a dopey little grin. He had been the one to get not one, but two mindblowing orgasms and the fact Kane had lasted long enough to make that happen felt like a damn miracle. It wasn't the first time, certainly wouldn't be the last, but it still amazed him all the same. It was different when Kane hadn't been fucking him for that first orgasm, then he had some warming up to do himself, but he'd definitely been close too for a good portion of that fuck. "You're fucking amazing," Adrian told him and enjoyed the way his body still wanted to throb and twitch as he relaxed.
“Me?” Kane scoffed with a huffed little laugh. “Nah, s’all you, I just try to hold on tight.” He knew there was more to it than that, he was a good lover, and his stamina was pretty impressive sometimes. He hadn’t been sure he would make it long enough this time, but he also hadn’t really been thinking about what he was holding on for. He’d just wanted to fill Adrian with as much pleasure as he possibly could. Kane kissed him softly, lingering at those pillowy lips for a moment or two. He wanted to just roll over and snuggle in against Adrian and fall asleep just like that, but he knew that wasn’t possible yet, and he just had to make the most of the time they actually had tonight.
"Right," Adrian tittered before happily accepting Kane's kisses, trailing his hands up his back and neck to bury his fingers in his thick hair. He could still stay a little while so he felt no rush to get moving, happy to cling to Kane and kiss him until their lips got sore. Having his cock still inside felt amazing, it hadn't really gone soft yet and Adrian just wanted to enjoy the feel of it while he still could. "I just wanna do this forever," he murmured against Kane's lips, scratching gently at the back of his neck. "I can't wait until I live right down the hall from you."
He soaked up the way Adrian touched him, the gentle possessiveness of it. Kane loved it, loved this, loved him, more than he knew how to express. He just hoped Adrian could feel it and sense it in everything they did together. “I can’t wait either,” Kane murmured back, a dopey smile crossing his face. “Wish it was now. ... m’gonna give you a key too, so you don’t gotta knock every time. Just come.” He knew discretion was important to Adrian, and they unfortunately didn’t have the whole building to themselves, so neighbors might notice lots of knocks on his door all of the sudden. It was better if Adrian could just let himself in. It was a massive step of trust for someone like Kane, but he wanted to extend it. “I love you,” he added, even softer.
Adrian damn near melted at that surprise, his eyes widening a bit before going soft and warm again. "I'm gonna rob you blind," he murmured. "Just come in here and steal all your love all the time." It was corny as fuck but he didn't care, they were allowed to be corny and soft. Life hadn't exactly been kind to them so taking any little pleasure they could wherever they could find it felt vital to their wellbeing. "Fuck I want to give you a key too..." He didn't know how that would work out if Kane came over and Adrian already had family visiting, he just knew he wanted to give him everything.
Kane huffed softly at that toothless threat. Not too long ago, he would have said he didn’t have that much love to give -- or steal. It was funny how wrong about yourself you could be. He’d just needed the right person to accept it, and it just so happened that the right person could look like the wrong one at first glance. “Not like I’m usin’ it for anything else, help yourself,” he said, nudging his nose against Adrian’s. “That’s up to you though ... I can promise I’ll text first every time? Just in case you got people over or somethin’.” He was much more free than Adrian in that regard, and Kane wanted Adrian to know he would do his best not to fuck anything up for him with his family.
Adrian might have said he'd read his mind, but his anxieties were pretty well known to Kane so he didn't have to. "Okay," he said and he didn't care that it made him a little nervous to think about; Kane tended to make him not care about those things when he was with him which was just another reason for him to be so addicted to his presence. "I'll give you my key if you give me yours." It was a big deal for both of them and he couldn't help but wonder if Kane would regret it when he was no longer literally inside of him. "You sure?" he added, gently nudging his head against Kane's.
He might wake up with some anxieties about taking that step with Adrian, but Kane was still sure. This whole thing was scary in different ways and he still wanted it more than anything. Nothing happened in his apartment that he wanted to hide from Adrian -- he and Brianna always met at Juniper, and Kane had no interest in picking up another lover. His plate was crowded as it was. “Yeah, m’sure,” he murmured. “Long as you don’t mind walkin’ in on me bummin’ around in my underwear.” That probably wasn’t what Adrian was worried about walking in on, but Kane wasn’t going to let that happen. Kane’s eyebrow twitched suggestively and he grinned before he kissed Adrian softly again. His cock was going soft, too soon for his liking even though they’d been laying there for a while now. Kane just wanted to stay close.
Adrian scoffed softly at the idea of seeing Kane in his underwear - bumming around in his underwear, even! - but Kane kissed him before he could be sassy about it and that was fine by him. He hooked his legs more tightly around Kane as he kissed him back, letting him know with touch and tongue just how much he wanted him. He was still going to fret about this all ending abruptly and from now on that fear would only change the scenario from no answer at the door to walking into an empty apartment. Kane just felt too good to be true, too good to last, the very definition of volatile. The thing was though, Adrian's life had felt safe and predictable, only to turn out to be anything but. It didn't feel like a gamble to bet on an uncertain thing when betting on certain things had failed so badly and so far it was more than worth it. "Think I'm gonna try to time all my visits to catch you naked, keep track, see how I do," he murmured the next time their lips parted. "Bet you bum around half naked all the time."
Kane had never felt so in tune with anyone else in his life, and he could feel the emotion behind that tighter embrace, what Adrian was projecting at him. He imagined he could, anyway, there was still that asshole self-critic in the back of his head who said it might all be bullshit, because he was impossible to truly love. It was easier not to listen to those thoughts when Adrian was right in front of him though, proving them wrong. He chuckled softly and gave Adrian’s full bottom lip a playful little nip. “Guilty ... bonus points if you catch me totally naked, ‘cause that happens a lot too.” He was sure Adrian wasn’t surprised by that. It was a great privilege to live on his own where he could be nude as much as he wanted to be, and he hoped Adrian started to take advantage of the privacy too, once he was settled in his own apartment. Right down the hall. Fuck, Kane couldn’t wait. “You do that much when you got your own place?” he asked with a little smirk, trying to envision how Adrian liked to exist in his own space.
"God it feels like a million years ago," Adrian replied with a faint smile. "Sometimes. Nothing like lounging in boxers or joggers in your own home." Sometimes it got too damn cold but he wasn't thinking of those nights, much preferring to think about the lazy summer nights he'd had off, sipping a cold beer and unwinding after a long day. He'd had a decent place too, nothing fancy or big but just right for him. It made him miss little things he'd owned back then like random items of clothing, his stereo and old CDs, remnants of his teenage years that had stayed with him. One day he could probably buy most of that crap again if he wanted to, but it would never be the same. "It's starting to sound like I'll get more points if I catch you wearing clothes," said and tittered against Kane's skin as he moved to trail little kisses along his jaw. "If naked is the status quo."
He could perfectly picture letting himself into Adrian’s apartment -- after checking in first like he’d promised -- to find him just in some low-slung joggers, his hair a mess, just fully himself and comfortable. Or if it was too early for family to be over, slipping into bed with him to cuddle up and feel his skin. What a dream that would be. Kane snickered a bit and gave a noncommittal hum, but Adrian was pretty spot-on. He didn’t often put on real clothes unless he was on his way out or someone was coming over. Winter might change that pattern, but they still had a few warm months left. “Just like bein’ comfortable when I can,” he murmured. “And nobody really drops by unannounced ... if Bailey catches me shirtless, that’s her own fault.” Kane huffed and dipped in to nibble at Adrian’s neck. He gave a little grunt as he saw the bite mark he’d left behind and kissed it softly. “That hurt much?”
"Hm?" Adrian murmured quizzically before understanding what it was Kane meant and wincing a bit. "Ah shit, is it really obvious?" He didn't sound particularly worried because he wasn't particularly worried, it was hard to give a shit about things like that when he felt as good as he did. He would however need to figure out a way to excuse or conceal it if Kane had left a mark so that was going to be fun. Later time problem. "You dick," he murmured affectionately. "Payback's a bitch." That was the only warning he gave Kane before he sank his teeth into that soft spot between his shoulder and his neck, tittering softly as he sucked on the skin caught between his teeth.
“Eh,” was the only answer Kane could give about how bad it looked. They would need a bit of time and better lighting to judge that anyway. A small possessive part of him hoped that it did leave a mark, but he didn’t have long to feel guilty for that before Adrian latched onto him. It stung and tickled at the same time and he squirmed, laughing. It also made his cock tingle nicely where it was still tucked close against Adrian’s body. He wouldn’t have been able to explain it, but knowing they both liked to bite filled him with glee. “Stop, you’re gonna get me hard again,” he faux-complained. He snickered even as his stomach fluttered a little.
Adrian felt a bit like a playful dog refusing to let go of a toy as he stayed latched on, growling softly against Kane's skin. "Is that a problem?" he asked, the words only slightly muffled through his bite. They probably weren't going for another round so quickly but playing around some more sounded like a good time. When he did finally ease up, he pulled back and looked at his work with a satisfied grin, teeth marks and a nice, blooming hickey already very visible on Kane's neck.
Lucky for him, Kane didn’t really need to hide this from anyone -- Bailey would probably think it was gross, and Brianna might be annoyed, but Kane didn’t plan to see her again for a while anyway. He gave a warm laugh at the smug look on Adrian’s face and reached up to ruffle his hair. “I’ll make it your problem,” he growled, nipping at Adrian’s chin as he nudged his groin against him. Kane pressed a couple of nibbly kisses to his lips, then moved to reluctantly roll off of him. “After I take a piss,” he added with a huff. “You thirsty or anything?”
"Yeah, you gonna get me room service?" Adrian tittered, not feeling like getting up any time soon. He didn't really want Kane to go anywhere either but he could respect the need to Go. Besides, the view was nice even when he didn't get to touch him. "I'll have a glass of water and a sweet problem, please." He took the chance to roll onto his side, stretching out a little as he let his gaze travel over Kane's body with obvious warmth and longing in his eyes. He might not need more sex, but that didn't mean he wasn't constantly hungry for Kane.
“Tsk, only got salty problems, sorry,” Kane quipped, turning as he got up to gesture to himself. He flashed Adrian a grin and ambled out of the bedroom. It was goddamn nice to feel eyes on him like that, so he didn’t really mind walking away for a moment. Kane relieved himself and washed up in the sink, hands and groin, then headed to the kitchen. He got them some water and a pack of cookies he hadn’t finished yet, munching on one as he stepped back into his room. Adrian was a sight to behold, all stretched out on his bed like that, and Kane gave him much the same appreciative look as he approached again. “Here, somethin’ sweet,” he said as he tossed the cookie pack down and offered Adrian his water.
"You're sweeter than you think," Adrian told him as he accepted the water and sat up enough to drink. "I know you probably hate hearing that, mister tough as nails hunter dude, but you are." He glanced down at the snacks and tittered. "I mean, fuck. You brought me post-orgasm cookies. That's so fucking sweet." His eyes were practically twinkling with amusement as he took a sip of his water, watching Kane intently as he drank.
“Ah, shut up,” Kane muttered with a little grin as he sat down. Adrian wasn’t exactly wrong, he couldn’t argue much with such a good example right there in front of him. “You start getting sappy when you get old, you’ll see,” he said, giving Adrian an amused look back. He took a swallow from his own glass and snagged another cookie from the pack. Kane had lived a long time with walls around his gooey center, and Adrian had just come along and blown them all down like they were paper. Letting some of that repressed sweetness out was probably good for him.
"You're so ancient," Adrian drawled before he sat up and moved closer to Kane, sitting next to him and resting his back against the headboard. "I like this bed, I'm glad I bought one just like it," he said and he had been a little too busy to comment on the new bed when he first got there, but he could definitely appreciate it now. "Sturdy too." He snagged a cookie from the pack and grinned at Kane, nudging their shoulders together. Of course he knew it was a good bed, they'd picked it out together which was ridiculously domestic and still made him feel a little corny and fluttery. "Can't wait to break mine in too."
“Yeah it ain’t bad so far,” Kane agreed, nodding and gazing out over the expanse of mattress. The bed had been delivered faster than he’d thought it would, and he’d put it together that morning. Kane hadn’t even slept on it yet, but it was comfy so far. Of course, having Adrian in it made it seem absolutely perfect. Kane still felt excited in a stupid way that they were going to be sleeping in the same bed, even in separate apartments. “Just lemme know, I’ll help you put it together and christen it all at once,” he offered, shooting Adrian a lazy little grin. Even if some member of Adrian’s family insisted on getting to it first, Kane would happily show up for the second part whenever Adrian was free.
The thing with supportive families was that sometimes a guy just wanted to do things on his own - or in this case, alone with a secret lover. It wasn't a problem, certainly not something Adrian would ever complain about, but there was such a thing as too supportive. He had a feeling Aaron and/or his dad would be over to help out and at the same time he didn't want to assume they would so he wasn't sure what to expect. There was a slight chance he could do this on his own since everyone else had work but even that was up in the air. "I'll come drag you over if I'm alone," he promised and at least Kane was right, he was the only one who was going to be helping him break in that bed. "You know, I can stay a little longer... I'll just tell'em I fell asleep at work. It happens."
Kane gave a little hum, gazing at him for a beat before he leaned over to kiss the top of his shoulder and nuzzle in his neck a bit. “You’re gonna make me wanna keep you all night, talkin’ like that,” he murmured. His tone was playful but he kind of meant it -- Kane already lowkey missed sleeping next to him. Knowing they would be much more free to do shit like that soon made it slightly easier to be patient, but now that Adrian was right there in bed with him, Kane didn’t want him to leave. He gave Adrian’s shoulder one more nip before he sat up to take another drink. “Stay as long as you want ... I want you here.”
Adrian knew that, but it still felt so good to hear the words and he got a familiar flutter inside as a little smile curled his lips. "I want to be here," he replied because it was probably just as good for Kane to hear it too. "Probably good I can't be here all the time or you'd get so sick of me," he added playfully and it was his turn to lean in and smooch Kane's shoulder, rubbing his nose against his skin. Even after he moved in he'd be gone a lot with his work and everything, but he liked to think they were going to be spending a lot more time together and he really hoped Kane was truly prepared for that.
It was good to hear and good to feel, and that was part of why Kane was so addicted to Adrian’s presence. He still hadn’t convinced himself yet that this would last very long, but Kane was still going to hold on tight to it until the end. He didn’t know what that would look like after Adrian’s move, so he had a few nerves mixed in with the eagerness, but he could handle nerves. He clunked their heads gently together and gave a little scoff. “Doubt that’s possible,” Kane muttered lightly. “But y’know ... tell me to fuck off anytime you want to. A man’s gotta have his downtime, I get that.” He couldn’t promise he wouldn’t feel pouty about it inside, his emotions about all of this had been a little unpredictable, but he could keep that to himself.
Adrian finished his water and then slowly moved to straddle Kane again, mostly to be able to reach the nightstand to put the glass away but he could have done that just by reaching over Kane. Instead he settled on top of him again and took his glass away from him as well as the cookies. "I'll tell you," he promised. "I'll be like, get the fuck outta here, asshole." The words were dripping with affection and there was no mistaking the way he was looking at Kane for anything but love. "And don't come back unless I call you," he added, lightly running his fingers over Kane's chest.
Warmth bloomed all over again in the pit of Kane’s stomach as Adrian settled on him again. He stroked his freed hands over Adrian’s waist and hips, relaxing his head back against the headboard to gaze up at him. “You better say it just like that, too.” Kane grinned faintly. “You know I like it when you’re mean to me.” Tone was everything of course, but all of the casual insults really lit up something weird in Kane’s brain these days. It was like all of the butthurt transformed into a masochistic joy that gave him stomach butterflies. He stroked the thick muscle of Adrian’s thighs and wet his bottom lip. “Deja vu,” he murmured, hands squeezing briefly. Adrian was obviously feeling toppy tonight.
Adrian wiggled a little and grinned, his fingers finding Kane's nipple and giving it a little twist. "Yeah I've been way too nice to you lately," he agreed and the memory of hitting Kane came flooding back, making his stomach tighten pleasantly. Things like that required the right mood and it hadn't felt right tonight, not so far at least, but Kane had just reminded him that he didn't always like things sweet and while Adrian wasn't raring to go yet, he still felt that slight tickling urge to do something about it. His free hand trailed back up to Kane's neck and he grabbed him right beneath the jaw, tilting his head back a bit more. "It's that damn smile of yours, it makes me stupid."
Kane liked the balance they had, the back and forth play, how much more layered every ‘mean’ thing was now. He tittered softly at the nipple tweak, then his breath caught a bit as Adrian pushed his head into a different angle. Kane didn’t fight it, a bit more squirming in his gut now. “It don’t have to try very hard to do that, huh? You’re already halfway there,” he teased, his eyes crinkling a bit as he worked to suppress that smile. The grin wanted to come out, but somehow it felt like giving Adrian satisfaction, and he wanted to be an asshole for a second and make Adrian drag it out of him.
Adrian laughed but it felt like any retort would serve to make him sound even more so stupid so he smacked Kane's cheek instead, nowhere near as hard as the last time he'd done it - hell it was barely a love tap - but it still made a satisfying little sound. "You wanna say that again?" he asked with a grin and god damn but Kane looked cute when he was trying not to smile, that tension in his lips and the crinkle around his eyes made Adrian feel just as stupid as his smile did.
The slap was far better than any verbal response anyway, in Kane’s opinion, and the small sting seemed to shiver down his body. His eyes went hazy and his mouth slack for a heartbeat before he couldn’t help but grin back, a little more dopey than it would’ve been a moment ago. Adrian looked just delighted to do it too, and that made Kane feel weirdly warm inside. “Say what, like ... they say all nurses are dumb sluts, but at least you’re not sleeping around?” he murmured, his hands squeezing Adrian’s thighs a bit. He was far from stupid and even farther from sluttiness, so it was an easy insult to toss out. Kane kind of hoped it would earn him another smack.
The dumb slut stereotype wasn't unknown to Adrian and he smothered another laugh, fully aware of what Kane was fishing for so he gave him another little smack, this time with the back of his hand on Kane's other cheek. "How do you know I'm not fucking around?" he murmured. "I work with a lot of hot guys, you know. Maybe I'm playing around in the break room every chance I get and you're just a little extra." He wasn't lying about his hot coworkers but the fact remained that he really was stupid about Kane and that made all of them more aesthetically pleasing than anything else.
Kane had to bite back the impulse to demand Adrian do it harder, because that probably sounded crazy. They were likely long past the point where he should worry about that, but it was a subconscious censoring. He just scraped his teeth over his bottom lip and enjoyed the flurry of tingles Adrian’s knuckles against his cheek gave him. “Hot or not, they obviously ain’t very good at it,” Kane retorted, flashing him another grin. “You’re always hungry when you come to me.” His hand darted between them to grab Adrian’s cock and give it a squeeze, a little growl in the back of Kane’s throat. “About to make me start stalkin’ you at work,” he added in a grumble. He knew it was just fun bullshit they were talking, but the very idea of Adrian with anybody else did call up some jealousy in him.
"I'm always hungry," Adrian corrected him and it felt good to say it in this context where it had nothing to do with food. "Don't matter how good you are." The thought of Kane lurking at the hospital gave him very mixed feelings. On one hand it was bad news, too distracting and probably creepy for anyone else, but in the wrongness there was also hotness and that was pretty par for the course with Kane. "Hungry now. You saying you're no good?" he added, enjoying the banter and that wolfish grin on Kane's face.
“Naw, I’m the best, you’re just a slutty-ass nurse after all,” he murmured with a soft snicker. Kane slid his free hand back to lightly smack Adrian’s ass. His response had been hot -- Kane liked the idea of Adrian out there, wanting him as he went about his normal day. Gods knew Kane ached for him when they were apart, it was always enticing to be reminded that the obsession was mutual. They both had it bad for each other, and it felt so goddamn good. “What’re you hungry for, baby?” Kane purred then. He dipped his head to catch one of Adrian’s fingers in his mouth, nibbling and sucking at it, his eyes still on Adrian’s.
"Seeing as how I'm such a slut, maybe any ol' dick will do," Adrian murmured and wiggled his finger against Kane's tongue. They both knew that was bullshit, his hunger was highly focused on Kane and if Kane hadn't already known that, it was pretty evident in the way he looked at him now, the cocky attitude fading a bit to make way for rising lust, his cock growing hard again in Kane's grip. He'd never known himself to have this much stamina but he wasn't complaining - not when he had a good outlet for it right there at the tip of his fingers.
Kane hummed and nipped at Adrian’s finger a bit harder before he released him. “Every slut’s got their favorites. I know I do.” Kane grinned again, starting to stroke him to coax him back into full hardness. His own cock was lazily swelling against his stomach. Falling in love again this late in his life made him glad he kept himself in good shape, he fucking loved how insatiable they were for each other. “Feels like you want it again, too,” he added, rocking his hips a little. In spite of the banter, he actually didn’t care what they did next, he just wanted more of Adrian.
"Looks like smacking you around got you all hot and bothered again too," Adrian said and pressed his fingers against Kane's lips, then gripped him by the chin. "Maybe I don't want your dick this time." It was getting harder to keep the banter up when what he really wanted to do was kiss Kane until they were both breathless, but he still enjoyed that edge in Kane's voice and that bordering-on-mean feeling in his chest. He would never call himself a sadist in any way, but Kane brought back some dark feelings in him and maybe they'd been there all along and his only outlet for them had been pranks. He'd certainly felt some malicious glee sometimes when he pushed a joke too far in the past so there was a chance none of this was exactly new.
That grip made Kane’s stomach flutter, and his cock twitched against his wrist. He lightened up his touch now that Adrian was rock hard, teasing the head with his thumb and more caressing his shaft than stroking it. It shouldn’t be so arousing to hear that, but they both knew his dick wasn’t all he had to give. “Maybe I don’t wanna give you nothin’ else,” he murmured heatedly. The glint of playful challenge in his eyes made the words not so serious, but he wanted to see what Adrian would do with them anyway. If the mood wasn’t there, he wouldn’t whine about it, and this was a fun way to feel him out.
"Oh I think you'll give me whatever I want," Adrian drawled and his confidence wasn't unfounded and they both knew it. "I think I won't even have to take it from you," he added and thick heat went straight through his core as he thought of that time in the cabin when he'd been straddling Kane much the same way, watching that look of resignation in his eyes and smothering the urge to touch him like he was touching him now. He didn't need to hold back anymore, Kane was his as much as Adrian was Kane's and it made his chest feel full in much the same way his dick was. "I think you'll do whatever I want you to do."
Kane’s face went slack and dazed again. They both knew Adrian was completely correct, he would give him any damn thing he asked for -- or demanded. He could put up a show of a fight if they were both feeling it, but Adrian could melt him easily, just like he was doing now. “That what you want? Use me like one of your other nurse-whores?” A flicker of a smile crossed Kane’s face, but all of his insides felt too hot for much sass. The idea of Adrian fucking someone else in the breakroom at work would be ridiculous in any other mindset, but in the moment he was kind of enjoying the knot of possessiveness it put in his chest.
"I don't use anyone like I use you," Adrian replied with a lopsided grin and it really was a mean way to say he wasn't fucking anyone else but he had a feeling Kane would get a kick out of it. He liked that look on his face, like he could see him slip into a different headspace, getting more pliant and sweet just for him. Adrian had a hard time picturing Kane get like that for anyone else and he hoped that was true, that he was all force and dominance with that girl of his - that this side of him was Adrian's alone. "It's my turn again," he added, rubbing his thumb along Kane's jaw. "You gonna be good for me?"
He grinned a little at the phrasing. Kane felt like he already knew that, that he was Adrian’s only current lover, but it was still delicious to hear anyway. He didn’t care if that was hypocritical. He wanted Adrian all to himself, and at this point he honestly didn’t know what he would do if he found out that wasn’t the case. It wouldn’t be pretty. But it felt like he had Adrian’s full attention in the here and now, and that was all Kane wanted to focus on. The question sent fluttering heat through his insides all over again, and he nodded against Adrian’s hand. “Yeah,” Kane breathed, his brain devoid of any quippy retorts now. He just wanted to be touching and tasting and feeling Adrian all over again.
"C'mon then," Adrian murmured quietly but not before pressing a little kiss on Kane's lips since his answer had earned that. "Lie down." He scooted back only going farther when Kane actually followed suit and moved away from the headboard. It was moments like these he really wished he could tap into the unlimited power he had when his wendigo self surfaced; the idea of manhandling Kane however he wanted, pulling him around like a ragdoll and carrying him was appealing. Thankfully he didn't need any of that, he had a different kind of power over Kane and nevermind that it was mutual, he was focused on his own for now. "Good boy," he said and ran his fingers lightly down Kane's stomach. "You're so fucking beautiful."
Kane didn’t hesitate to shift underneath Adrian, moving with him until he could lie flat on the mattress. He had never enjoyed giving someone this much control over him in the past, but something deep in him trusted Adrian ... or at least didn’t care if Adrian destroyed him. Because he could now, with the wendigo or without. ‘Good boy’ was something you said to pets, but he still got a little shudder of pleasure from it. Praise wasn’t something Kane heard often. He stroked his hands up Adrian’s arms, then down his sides, gazing up at him with that same heated haziness. He flexed a bit at the compliment without thinking about it. He certainly never felt beautiful, it felt like a weird adjective for him, but hearing it from Adrian just hit different, and Kane believed him a little. “Only with you,” he murmured back.
"Yeah, you kinda mean-mug everyone else, don't you," Adrian said with a faint grin as he leaned down to kiss Kane's chest. He could have argued that Kane was always beautiful but on some level he liked it being just for him, even if it wasn't true. "Scary big hunter," he added affectionately and the memory of actually being afraid of Kane felt hazy to him now. Too much had happened between them for that to feel real anymore. "I think you're beautiful even when you're mean-mugging," he told him and nudged his legs apart to move to kneel between them, his fingers lightly trailing along Kane's thigh until he found his scar. "Also sexy as fuck."
Did he mean-mug? Probably. Kane knew he had a craggy sort of face, it was obvious his nose had been broken multiple times, he tended to look hard and serious. There was probably some psychological conclusion to be drawn there, something about how he kept people at arm’s length, but Kane wasn’t too interested in analyzing himself. It felt good to have somebody behind his walls though, better than he even consciously understood. He delved his fingers into Adrian’s dark hair and wrapped his legs loosely around Adrian’s hips once he was in position. “You’re gonna make me blush,” he muttered with a crooked smile. Maybe he was starting to believe them, but he still wasn’t totally comfortable accepting them. Kane cupped his hands at the back of his neck to urge him down to his mouth. “M’glad you see through it,” he murmured before their lips met.
Adrian thought he only saw through it because Kane let him, but then again he had kissed him long before Kane let any of his walls down. That had been a weird night and just thinking about how it had felt gave Adrian another happy buzz right in his core. He kissed him back eagerly, aware that he was only seeing as much as Kane wanted him to see - but it was still so much more than he'd expected. Their love was like a hurricane, crashing in and tearing through the landscape of his life in a matter of seconds, uprooting everything he knew to be true. He couldn't get enough of it, like some adrenaline junkie on crack. He pulled away after a moment, tsk'ing softly. "Don't be bossing me around," he admonished, pushing back against Kane's hand. "That's my thing right now."
Kane tittered softly and let him go, hands gliding across his shoulders and down his arms before he tucked them behind his head. Adrian hadn’t told him not to touch, but it was a whisper of bondage and a sign of submission. “Sorry, sir,” he grinned, giving Adrian’s body a squeeze with his thighs. “I’m all yours.” It was exciting to feel like a plaything, an object of desire, and giving Adrian permission to do anything he wanted to him was such a rush. Kane knew he couldn’t always be in this position and stay satisfied, but they seemed to perfectly balance each other out, and he’d never regretted giving Adrian control.
"God, don't call me that," Adrian tittered, not really bothered by it but it really didn't sound like a title that belonged to him. He thought about what other titles could work instead but they all sounded tacky or overly religious in his head. "You don't need to call me anything to remember I'm in charge," he murmured instead, rubbing their cocks together as he moved languidly against Kane. "If you gotta, you can call me capo," he added with obvious amusement, leaning down again to nip at Kane's lips. His Italian was very minimal and rusty so he wasn't even going to attempt to come up with some more elaborate theme here, the time for chatter was coming to an end anyway as his body craved something else entirely.
Capo made Kane laugh too hard to properly kiss Adrian back, but the little bites still felt good through his mirth. Adrian’s Italian heritage was obvious, but the suggestion still just reminded Kane of old gangster movies. “Gonna cut out the titles and just call you Scarface,” he murmured with a lopsided grin. Kane lifted his hand to brush his fingers along the prominent scar on Adrian’s temple. He wouldn’t actually do that, of course, especially not in the heat of any moments, but Kane actually liked that scar a lot, and he hoped Adrian knew he wasn’t making fun of all the trauma behind it. Still snickering, Kane rocked against that delicious friction of hot skin and arched to catch Adrian’s lips in a better kiss.
Making Kane laugh was in some ways even better than making him come and Adrian grinned through it, his eyes softening a bit at the new nickname. Anyone else and it might have pissed him off or made him feel self conscious, but Kane loved that scar and he'd made Adrian feel a lot better about it in general. He still felt a bit self conscious about it when he was around people he didn't know well, but Kane just made him feel sexy, scars and all. Kane also made him understand how scars could be sexy because he was crazy about Kane's scars in ways that sometimes felt a little psychopathic. Laughing hadn't done anything to dampen the mood, it just added a new delighted layer to it all, and Adrian kissed Kane back deeply as he moved against him, loving the growing heat between them and the thought of where this was going.
Laughing together made everything more intimate to Kane -- it was something he did much less frequently than he got laid. And considering everything they’d already been through together, it felt almost fucking miraculous. Emotion welled in Kane’s chest as he fell into kissing Adrian, his mouth getting hungrier and hungrier. He loved Adrian’s scars, and every other part of him, physical and not. Kane knew intellectually that they were both fucked up in various ways, but their jagged parts seemed to fit together so well, he was starting to feel whole. It was scary as shit, but he couldn’t care in the slightest when everything inside of him reached for this man. Kane wrapped his arms around him tighter, fingers pressing into the muscle of his back. His body was growing more restless and needy, but Adrian made even the waiting feel good.
"Now where were we," Adrian murmured against his lips since he was pretty sure he'd had a goal in mind before he got sidetracked by nicknames. "Oh yeah..." He pulled back enough to track down the bottle of lube, giving Kane a cheeky smile as he popped it open. "You were all mine." He got his fingers nice and slick in a pointedly slow way before maneuvering enough to get his hand between them, rubbing at Kane's ass before pushing his fingers inside. "You already made me come twice tonight," he murmured. "See how fucking crazy you make me?" He wasn't even sure if he could come again but he wanted more of Kane whether it led to some grand finale or not. His cock agreed, rock hard now and aching for some friction and Adrian couldn't help but feel a little smug about that. He'd never considered himself any kind of a sex connoisseur but here he was, three goes in one night. He felt pretty justified in his smugness.
Kane’s eyelids were heavy as he watched Adrian’s long fingers get wet, and that first penetration made his breath catch. He rubbed his hands up and down Adrian’s arms, that fluttering in the pit of his stomach solidifying into real pleasure. A lot of warmup wasn’t going to be necessary, he already felt impatient for more. “I’d make you come twice more, too,” Kane breathed, his hips rocking greedily against Adrian’s hand. That probably wouldn’t be physically possible, but Kane’s lust-filled brain didn’t care. He just wanted to make Adrian come over and over and over, all night long. Fuck, he couldn’t wait to do this every night. Or as many nights as they could. Kane grunted and bit his bottom lip as Adrian’s fingers hit a particularly good spot.
Adrian believed him and he didn't think it was that impossible. There was something to be said for prostate orgasms, they weren't as limited as the other kind. "Two more and I won't be able to walk straight," he said quietly, following Kane's cues to hit that sweet spot again, his free hand wrapping around Kane's cock to give it a few, slow strokes. "But you'd like that, wouldn't you. Keeping me here. Making sure I can't leave." The cabin flashed through his mind again and that sweet, sinking feeling that usually accompanied the memory wasn't far behind. "I see right through you."
Kane shuddered as Adrian started playing with his cock too, his own hands squeezing Adrian’s shoulders. He scraped his teeth over his bottom lip and hummed, nodding a little as he forced his eyes to stay open so he could watch Adrian’s face. “I’d chain you to my bed if I could,” he murmured. It was an exaggeration, of course, but Adrian seemed to get off on hearing how utterly obsessed with him Kane was, and he didn’t mind indulging him when Adrian was doing such delicious things to his body. “Fuck you every night, every morning, every chance I get ... and I got a lotta free time.” Kane flashed him a grin, but it couldn’t last long as Adrian’s hands kept working their magic.
There was no reality where Adrian would like that for long but as a fantasy, it sent a rush through him and got his blood pumping faster. "Didn't do a great job of chaining me up last time," he teased, well aware that it sounded a lot like a challenge. "You're lucky I want to be in your bed." He pulled his fingers free and moved to stroke his cock instead, slicking it up while he toyed with Kane's cock, idly rubbing his thumb over the sensitive tip. "Is it fucked up that I wanna go back to that cabin sometime?" he asked and it was easier to be open about it when he was this horny and Kane was looking at him like he was the sexiest man in the universe. He didn't think he could scare him off, but that didn't mean he was willing to try.
He couldn’t deny that Adrian was right -- he was lucky Adrian wanted to be there. Lucky to such an extent that Kane couldn’t wrap his head around it sometimes. Adrian was probably crazy, just as fucked up as Kane was in his own way, but the fact this had turned into a passionate love affair instead of a violent blood feud was pretty incredible. Kane let out a little whine when Adrian took his fingers back, his body still rocking with restless arousal. “‘Course it’s fucked up,” he murmured, his heart picking up speed at the very thought. He’d done terrible shit in that place, but the idea of fucking Adrian there, maybe giving up control like this again, maybe to the wendigo side of Adrian ... it made his cock flex in his lover’s grip. “You say the word and we’ll do it,” he added breathlessly. “Anything you want.”
"Got me powertrippin'," Adrian murmured like it was an accusation because Kane kept telling him that and he believed him. Anything you want. He was pretty sure he could start asking for insane things and Kane would say yes if he really meant them all. Kane sometimes made him wonder if violence was becoming his love language, but at the same time he muted so many of his bad memories and nightmares when they were together. It was just proof that two wildly different things could be true at the same time. "Think it turns you on too, thinking about it," he said because Kane wasn't just indulging him, he genuinely looked excited at the thought of going back there. It felt good not to be the only fucked up person in this relationship and Adrian wasn't sure he'd enjoy going back there if Kane didn't actually want to as well. He moved again, aligning himself against Kane and leaning over him as he pressed inside slowly. "You still fantasize about that night?"
Kane already felt like he would go to a lot of lengths for this man, do things that defied all reason. Rationality had no place between them. Kane’s hands slipped down to grip Adrian’s waist as he came in closer, just needing to hang onto him. Adrian might have been fucking with him, bringing that place up in this context, but Kane could see the desire in his dark eyes too -- they both wanted to revisit it. Fucked up or not, it felt so validating ... and damn if it didn’t stoke his fires even higher. “Fuck,” Kane groaned as the head of Adrian’s cock slipped inside of him. “Fuck yeah, I do, all the time ... me fuckin’ you, you fuckin’ me ... it all gets me off so hard.” The words were breathy and fast, a confession he never would’ve thought he would give up so easy. But Adrian truly could get whatever the fuck he wanted out of Kane, he was in this deep.
The words felt as good as that pressure around his cock did and Adrian let out a quiet moan, lowering his head to kiss Kane's chest while slowly pushing in deeper. "Me too," he admitted and his fantasies really were all over the place, they just all revolved around Kane. In the cabin, at his door that first night they kissed, in the woods. There was a sense of desperation to them all, a dark undercurrent of fear and trauma that clung to their sexuality and heightened the experience. In some ways the sex almost felt like an outlet for all that darkness so Adrian couldn't even really say it was bad for them anymore. It wasn't just sex and violence anymore, it had grown into something so much bigger than that and Kane had made it easier for him to laugh again. Genuinely laugh, not just faintly smile on cue. It was like he'd unlocked him in more ways than one and that made all the sordid shit in their past worth it.
His hands slid up to bury fingers in Adrian’s hair, the kisses against his skin giving him tingles while Adrian gradually stretched him open. It was always such an intense feeling for him, cracking him open on a much deeper level than physically, making him raw and vulnerable and overheated. There was a reason Kane had rarely bottomed for a very long stretch of years, but now he couldn’t get enough of it. It was all Adrian. “Goddamn, I love you,” he moaned once Adrian’s body was flush against his. Kane’s ass throbbed around his cock of its own accord and he shifted his legs tighter around Adrian’s waist. “You feel so fucking good.” The words felt too limited to describe how he really felt with every fiber of his being, but the depth of it was there in his strained tone.
Adrian didn't need to be told, Kane's body already said so much that words weren't needed, but he loved hearing it anyway and it only enhanced his pleasure. The delivery meant more than the words, he could hear all that tension in Kane's voice, knew he wasn't the type to just blurt out shit like that if he didn't mean it, even if sex could make a man say all kinds of stupid shit. "I just wanna fuck you all night," he murmured even if it wasn't a realistic desire by any means. He'd be happy just to curl up with Kane for a while after the sex was over but right now he wanted this to last for fucking ever. It was the closest they could possibly get physically without some serious damage and yet it sometimes didn't feel like enough in ways he didn't want to examine too closely. Right now he was just going slow because he didn't want to rush this, he didn't think it would be over too fast anyway but he didn't want to risk it.
Kane made some wordless positive sound, caught up in the moment where that felt not only possible, but like the only thing he wanted in the world. He wanted Adrian to be able to fuck him for as long as he wanted to -- all night, all day, they could just stay in the apartment forever, locked together in all this intensity. Reality wasn’t nearly as fun, of course, but if anybody deserved frequent breaks from reality, it was the two of them. Kane moaned helplessly and rocked underneath Adrian’s body, unable to keep still, matching his pace to draw his cock in as deeply as he could get it. Doing this often brought up weird desires in his chest, that irrational drive to be closer, to merge their bodies further ... to be eaten, even. Not for the first time, fantasies of Adrian taking bites out of him flashed through his mind, bloody and visceral, all the pain morphed into pleasure. It was like the ultimate form of giving himself to Adrian, beyond what normal lovers did, because they were anything but normal. Kane never voiced those fantasies because his rational mind knew Adrian might react badly to hearing them, but he couldn’t resist indulging them in the moment.
It really was something that couldn't be spoken about out loud and Kane was right that Adrian wouldn't want to hear it but that didn't mean he didn't have his own fantasies that ran that dark. They felt very divorced from the reality of what he was and what he'd done, thankfully, maybe because he knew he didn't want it for real, but that need for more, to merge with Kane, to fully possess him - it ran as deep as the monstrous part of him and sometimes their sex felt like old and dark magic to him. They were both wrong in some ways and their whole relationship was so caught up in violence and death that these fantasies didn't feel out of place. The fact that Kane's fear and pain turned him on could have been such a deep source of shame but that had come first, the good things had come later and that somehow made it better. Sex and violence felt so close to each other anyway, bodies crushing together, the loss of control, the near-pain of an orgasm... The sounds Kane made tickled that same dark part of Adrian as his fear had and he stared down at him with a dazed expression, picking up speed despite his intentions not to.
For a lot of his life, Kane had felt like a monster himself, intimately tied to death by his very nature, and then by more than one profession. Within those professions, he’d met and dealt with other monsters, horrible violent people and things that weren’t people at all. But he’d never had a lover connect with that dark part of him before, and Kane was finding that being known for who he really was made a universe of difference in how it felt to be with someone. He was so goddamn hooked on this, on how Adrian looked at him, how he touched and fucked him. Everything they did together felt so good, no wonder he was so afraid to lose it sometimes. Not now though, Adrian felt too present and immediate and all his. Kane stared back at him, fingers digging into his back, his breathing harsh and quick as Adrian picked up speed. With a deep groan, he lifted his head to catch Adrian’s mouth in a hungry, bitey kiss. He wanted to feel his man’s teeth, even if no blood was drawn.
At the bite, Adrian grabbed him by the hair - just long enough to let him tangle his fingers in it now - and pulled hard even as he kissed him back. He was going to be marked after tonight and he couldn't find it in himself to care. A part of him wanted it, to leave Kane's apartment with bruises and cuts as visual and visceral reminders of their time together, wanted to ache wherever Kane had touched him and know that Kane was feeling the same thing, the same reminders. He groaned into the kiss before he broke it, moving to kiss and bite Kane's neck instead, every thrust making his stomach coil happily even as he wished he could go deeper somehow, pull Kane in even closer.
Electricity shuddered down Kane’s spine from his scalp, and he had absolutely no control over the sound that came out of his mouth when Adrian pulled his away. The teeth at his neck pushed him even higher, his cock jumping between their bodies. He was leaking all over himself, pleasure jolting into his balls every time Adrian’s stomach made contact with his aching hard on. His body wanted to come again, but Kane wasn’t ready for it to be over yet. He didn’t have the same kind of stamina Adrian had post-orgasm, and he hadn’t had his fill of this yet. If such a thing was even possible. “Fuck,” he panted, one hand sliding up to fist in Adrian’s hair to hold him there. “Yes, fuck --” bite me, harder, eat me “-- Adrian, god ...” Kane bucked up under him, encouraging that faster pace.
"You like that," Adrian growled against his skin, tightening his grip on Kane's hair. "You're mine." He bit him again, harder this time, aware of the effect it was having on him, knowing he enjoyed the pain sometimes and tonight he seemed to be reeling in it. Adrian really hadn't thought he'd ever be the kind of person who enjoyed hurting his lover, but Kane brought it out in him and he wanted to bite and hit him into a powerful orgasm. "Say it," he murmured between bites. "Tell me." He wanted him to come, but at the same time he knew it'd bring him to the edge too and he wasn't ready, lost in some sweet, feral emotions he had no idea how to come down from. He didn't often feel like that when he felt human and in some ways it felt like another bridge between these two states of being, like he could somehow reconcile his Jekyll and Hyde, bring more humanity to his wendigo self if he brought more violence to his human self.