Kane Owen (sellingsouls) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2023-10-03 11:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | #july 2018, adrian, adrian x kane, kane |
Who: Adrian and Kane
Where: Castle View
When: Sunday Morning, 7/15
Warning: NSFW in spots
Status: complete, Part 2
Adrian hummed indecisively because he kind of was, but he was also hungry for this and not eager to stop. They didn't often have the luxury of time after all. Showersex wasn't always the best but just standing there and kissing was heavenly for now with the water beating down on them and Kane's hands on him, pressing him in close. It was hard to want to go anywhere else. "We've got time," he drawled contently before kissing Kane again, tangling his fingers in his wet hair and cupping the back of his neck again possessively. They fit together so well, it never failed to amaze him, and he loved the feel of Kane's body against his, feeling his hardened cock press against his own, all of him so alive, warm and strong and beautiful. The feeling was even stronger when he thought about how he'd almost lost him, how this moment might never have come to be if he hadn't gotten there on time and it just made him tighten his grip and kiss Kane more deeply - more needily.
As tuned in to Adrian as he was, Kane could feel that subtle shift in energy and while he didn’t know Adrian’s exact thoughts, a subconscious part of him understood enough. While he’d been watching the man sleep the night before, it had occurred to Kane too that he almost hadn’t made it to that moment. It was sobering in a way that brushes with death had never been before. He loved what was left of his family and knew at least Bailey didn’t want him to die, but that was a different motivator than this. The intense addiction he felt seemed mutual, and Adrian had suffered enough loss and destruction in his life, it made Kane want to be more careful. He wanted to keep feeling desired and adored, keep feeling Adrian’s grip on the back of his neck and the way his cock twitched between their bodies, and death would cut all of this short. Kane’s heart squeezed and fluttered in his chest as he returned the kiss, one arm locking tighter around Adrian’s body while his other hand caressed and squeezed his ass. After another moment Kane slipped that hand between them to gently massage Adrian’s balls with his soapy fingers. All he wanted for now was to make him feel good.
It wasn't a reach for Kane to make Adrian happy, he barely had to do a thing to achieve that which was amazing considering how bleak everything had been for Adrian so recently. It was easy to forget that the only reason he kept muscling through miserable shit after miserable shit was for his sister and now he actually had things to live for himself. Kane was one of them, a big part of them and he happily got lost in the kiss, clinging to Kane as he grew harder thanks to that more intimate touch. There were the moments like these that made him remember what life was really all about, the fleeting moments that made his body and spirit soar, things that made him laugh and things that overwhelmed him and then sex, just good old sex. He had one of those sweet realizations now, that this was what he was living for, the pleasure and the love he'd been missing for so long.
Kane felt his cock swell and it put a warm flutter in his belly. Turning Adrian on was just as arousing as being touched himself. Kane had always been a giving lover, but he’d never felt so in tune with anybody else. Smirking faintly, he rubbed his thumb against the shaft of Adrian’s cock while he kept toying with his balls. “I love makin’ you hard,” he murmured before grazing his teeth over Adrian’s lip. He was hard too, able to feel his pulse in his cock, but he was much more interested in the one under his hand. Kane shifted a bit so his wrist was rubbing against it as he kept teasing. They both seemed to be in the mood to take their time, and he wanted Adrian needy and squirming before he moved on. It definitely felt like a golden moment, and now they had the luxury of drawing it out.
"Not much of a challenge," Adrian replied with a lilt of a tease in his voice but for a jab at Kane for liking easy things - it came off as more of a compliment for Kane with a touch of a self burn. That was fine, they weren't bantering and he was happy to admit he was easy for Kane because why the hell wouldn't he be? He'd do anything for this man, that much was obvious to him now. "For you anyway," he added with a warm grin, brushing their lips together as he pushed in against Kane's hand, moving his hands to slip them underneath Kane's arms, stroking slowly down his back until he could fondle his ass. "I like getting you hard too," he all but purred before kissing him again and he did love feeling the girth of Kane's cock pressed against him, hot and ready and waiting for him to touch it.
Adrian challenged Kane in so many other ways, he was more than good with this part being easy. He loved it, in fact, because it meant the incredible chemistry he felt between them was real. People could fake a lot of things, but not this, not at this point. His pelvis rocked slightly, pushing between Adrian’s hands and his body. He smiled faintly before their mouths met again, then let his eyes roll closed and moaned softly in his throat. Kane‘s fingers slipped behind Adrian’s balls to rub against the sensitive ridge between his legs, and his cock gave a needy flex. The bit of friction he was getting felt nice, but that hungry pressure of wanting More was building. Kane brushed the tip of his tongue along the curve of Adrian’s bottom lip before kissing him deeper, his free hand stroking up his back.
All Adrian wanted to do with Kane was clean up, then get dirty again and then clean up again in a long, ongoing cycle of pleasure, touching and intimacy. He pushed himself up on his toes a little at the touch and slowly massaged Kane's ass as he thought of all the things they could do and wanted to do. A lot of it wasn't something he wanted to do in the shower and he kind of wished they could just float around and not have to deal with things like gravity and sore knees from kneeling. It did feel like he was floating sometimes, like none of that physical realm stuff really mattered when Kane's hands were on him and he wanted to stay in that mindset and not think about practical things like the hot water running out. He moaned softly into the kiss at the pressure on that sensitive and often neglected part of him, wanting more even if he was still a little sore from the night before.
The realities of existing in reality and physical space were annoying, and if they were going to do much more than grope and stroke each other, it would be more comfortable in the bedroom than the shower, but there was time to get there. Or not -- Kane loved to get Adrian all riled up even if they didn’t use all that energy right away. His nostrils flared to pull in more of the steamy air, drinking in every tiny reaction in Adrian’s body. He turned them and leaned into Adrian to push his back against the tiled wall. It wasn’t an aggressive pin, just as languid and gentle as everything else, he just loved to feel the pressure of their chests together and he knew Adrian did too. Kane’s fingers massaged a bit more where they were, then moved higher to finally wrap firmly around Adrian’s cock. The soap made his fist glide easily up the length of him, and Kane made a hungry little growl in his throat.
Being with Kane made Adrian understand some of the weirder kinks out there a little more, like being crushed to death. He wasn't into the death part of it but sometimes he just wanted Kane to crush him to the point of pain, just to feel as much as his body could handle of everything they shared. He didn't crave that exact thing right now but the pressure still felt good and he had that all too common thought of merging with Kane somehow, just blending together and sinking into oblivion with him. "You make me so fucking crazy," he moaned, the words truer than Kane probably knew - or maybe not, they were plenty insane around each other and Kane knew what Adrian would do for him now. He pushed his hips forward into Kane's grip, drawing a deep breath as well and giving him another squeeze.
Kane would have related to having new and strange kinks -- he’d definitely never had erotic yearnings to be bitten and eaten before, but falling hard for a wendigo had short-circuited something in his brain, and now thinking too much about Adrian sinking his teeth in deep could give Kane a boner. He knew it was fucked up and that was why it would stay a fantasy, but what an intense fantasy it was. He seemed to feel Adrian’s words in every cell in his body, like a surge of hot energy. Fucked up or not, he liked driving Adrian crazy, he liked knowing they were positively unhinged for one another, that the violence humming underneath the surface of their relationship was more than tolerated, it was appreciated on some level. It was like they were both compelled to tinker with the same huge bomb, and they were having the time of their lives doing it. “You’ve been crazy,” Kane murmured with a flash of a smirk. “I’m just makin’ it fun.” He nipped sharply at Adrian’s bottom lip, tightening his stroking grip a bit.
Adrian laughed because that was a funny way of putting it and it was true. Kane had taken something so dark in him and made it more appealing which wasn't something he'd thought anyone could do. It wasn't even something he thought he'd have wanted before he had it, he probably would have thought it would be shameful and too dark, too perverted. Maybe it was, but he was too lost in the churning core of it to care. "You do make it fun," he breathed, a smile still lingering on his lips as he flicked his tongue out to lick at Kane's cupid bow. He would have been happy with making it all tolerable but Kane just blew up all his expectations and sent his mind reeling.
It wasn’t anything Kane had done with intent, it was just how things were evolving for them. Just like Adrian, he’d been convinced he was an unlovable monster deep down -- that even if he found someone who was okay with his personality and lifestyle, all that darkness in him would never be accepted. What he had found instead was still difficult to believe. They not only accepted each other’s darker nature, they reveled in it, thrived on it. Kane had never felt so known and understood in his life, and he couldn’t get enough of it. He wanted to push boundaries with Adrian, peel back layers in both of them until they got to see that their cores were the same. Maybe Kane was making too many assumptions, but it felt impossible to stop. He was happily drowning in this thing and he didn’t want to be rescued. “I fuckin’ love you,” he breathed, pushing his chest against Adrian’s with a bit more force. “And how fuckin’ crazy you make me.”
"Not a dealbreaker then?" Adrian said breathlessly between kisses. "Good to know." He already knew, of course, they hadn't gotten this far without understanding what made them tick. "I like driving you crazy," he added and nipped on Kane's lip. "You're sexy with that gleam in your eyes." He might not have agreed with that a few months ago but these days that gleam meant something wholly different. Kane wouldn't kill him but he would kill for him and while Adrian wasn't one to go powerhungry with such a thing, it did tickle some dark part of him to know that he had this man at his back no matter how he might fuck up. Kane already knew so much of his regrets and shame and he still stared at him with this hunger and, for lack of better words, understanding. He probably could say anything at all at the moment considering he had Adrian's cock in his grip, a man could let a lot of things slide when he was getting off but so far everything just stoked his fire.
Maybe his lifestyle and the hunting hadn’t been the only reason Kane had dodged forming relationships for most of his life -- he’d always known he had an anger problem and a jealous streak a mile wide. He just wasn’t built to be a ‘good’ boyfriend. But it seemed to appeal to Adrian on some level, and it was working for them so far. Maybe because Adrian had spent so long in the closet, it felt good to have someone see him and burn for him the way Kane did. It definitely felt good on Kane’s end, when he could practically see the melting happening behind Adrian’s dark eyes. When he was alone, his brain was very capable of spiraling out and wondering if Adrian only wanted him to feel that crazed desire from someone, but at the moment he was completely focused on the man he had pinned to the wall and the throbbing cock in his hand. “Bet you see it a lot,” he murmured as he kept stroking. That little bite to his lip had made his own cock throb with need, and it was getting harder to ignore, so Kane rocked his hips a bit to rub against Adrian’s skin. “‘Cause you’re sexy all the fuckin’ time, to me. Can’t keep my hands off you.”
"Good thing I don't want you to keep your hands off me," Adrian murmured, blissfully unaware of Kane's insecurities when it came to their relationship. He knew he had some himself and just like Kane's they tended to pop up in the middle of any night they didn't spend together. It was easier to ignore them in the daytime at least, when he had plenty to do and focus on, but alone in bed he sometimes wondered if he was stupid or looking at this thing between them through tinted glasses. He questioned none of it when they were together though, a man didn't fake that look Kane gave him and their bodies seemed to burn in unison whenever they touched. He closed his eyes for a moment just to enjoy the way Kane was stroking him, hyper aware of the hot, throbbing cock rubbing against him. A hazy memory of sucking Kane's cock the night before crossed his mind and sent a sharp and heated sensation straight to his balls. "I want all of you," he groaned though he couldn't even really say what he wanted.
It was funny how some things felt so different in person than they did in isolation. Kane had been through the same late-night-thoughts cycle, though his usually plagued him when he was out driving around. He tended to go to bed drunk when he was alone, to fall asleep fast and stay in it as deep as possible. Maybe he would do that less and less as Adrian stayed over more and more. Kane already doubted they would be good at regulating that closeness, even with Adrian working and having a family to tend to ... Kane knew he wasn’t going to stay away from him on his off-time, and he had a feeling they would be going to bed together more often than not. Maybe that should have dampened the urgency he felt for this, but it didn’t in the slightest. Kane was a true glutton when it came to his man. He brushed their noses and lips together, his tongue darting out for another little swipe at his lips. “You want my mouth?” he murmured, low. “I wanna taste you and feel you come on my tongue.” He squeezed Adrian’s cock for emphasis.
"Yeah?" Adrian whispered heatedly, a rush of longing going through him. Anything sounded amazing right now, even just continuing what Kane was doing because it felt so damn good so he wasn't so sure he'd object to anything Kane suggested. "You know I want you anywhere, anyhow," he added, gripping Kane's wet hair and brushing his lips along his jawline. "You can do whatever you want." Sure, sometimes he was more demanding and knew exactly what he wanted but it felt good to let loose and give in sometimes, go along with whatever Kane wanted. He liked that give and take they had going between them, especially since so far it had been mostly harmonious and they hadn't had any major clashes. He wasn't even sure that clashes would be bad, it'd probably just turn into sexy wrestling, reducing them both to horny puddles in the end - up for anything.
Sometimes Kane felt greedy and dominant and like he wanted to be in charge, other times he wanted Adrian to take him, yet other times he just wanted to drip pleasure like honey all over both of them. The best part was that all of those desires felt safe and welcomed with Adrian. They were free to explore with each other, from the sweet to the taboo, and he wanted all of it. Except for the impulses that ended with him being torn apart and consumed, of course. Being told to do whatever he wanted made his cock throb, and Kane was vaguely tempted to push Adrian down to his knees, but he was in more of a giving mood than that. “Uh huh, ‘cause you’re mine,” he mumbled before he stole another hungry kiss. He pulled away to do the unsexy task of moving the shower curtain, then perched on the edge of the tub and pulled Adrian closer by the hips. Kane stroked him some more under the water to wash the soap off before he leaned in to swipe his tongue over the head of Adrian’s cock.
"Yeah I am," Adrian agreed contently, indulging in stroking Kane's head, neck and shoulders as he sat down, then starting back from the top, brushing his fingers along his ears, touching him gently and reverently. "And you're mine," he added and those words never failed to fill him with a weighty feeling of possessiveness, like saying them out loud made it all feel more real. Sometimes that feeling was darker, almost sadistic, but today it was all pleasure, gratitude even and love. The love was always there now, it just sometimes twisted into different shapes, from dark to pure and stoic to playful. Adrian loved that he could love Kane in so many different ways, what they had was anything but boring.
In spite of the fact that he hadn’t broken things off with Brianna, Kane felt like he completely belonged to Adrian. His attraction to women was still there, but there was nobody else on earth of any gender who held him in thrall like this. He was Adrian’s in every way that mattered, and some part of him knew deep down that he probably wouldn’t ever fuck Brianna again. This thing between them was too strong and overwhelming, it crowded out everything else. He would need to be careful that it didn’t crowd out the little family he had left, but he didn’t have much else to lose in this storm of obsession. Kane grunted his agreement as he took Adrian into his mouth, lips pressed eagerly against the shaft as he started to bob his head, sucking firmly. His palms stroked up and down Adrian’s thighs and hips, relishing the tension in his muscles and the feel of those loving hands on him.
"You're mine," Adrian whispered again, more for himself this time, his eyes closed as he let himself slip into a different mindset, focused on the way Kane's mouth felt, on the rhythm he was building and the way his tongue played along Adrian's cock. He was so good at that, so much more giving than Adrian ever would have imagined before they really got to know each other. He couldn't stop touching him, brushing a wet lock of hair from his forehead, gently rubbing at his ears. "God, that feels good," he breathed, the words barely audible under the sigh. It felt almost weird to not be in a rush, like his sense of time was all out of whack and it was actually evening and not daytime. They had all day, they could do this and more for hours if they wanted and that fact just kept blowing his mind.
Kane didn’t want Adrian to ever stop touching him like that -- there was something so tender in it that surprisingly didn’t take him out of the mood in the slightest. It enhanced the lust he was feeling somehow, made him all the more determined to drown Adrian in pleasure and love. Sometimes things between them were raw and animal and debased, other times he sensed this elevation in it, like they were satisfying needs that stretched far beyond the physical. Maybe it was stupid that sitting on the tub ledge with his erection bobbing between his thighs while he pushed Adrian’s cock as deep into his mouth as he could gave him that higher feeling, but there it was anyway. Kane groaned around him, eyes closed while he worked his mouth up and down Adrian’s length, enjoying every twitch and throb he could feel against his tongue.
It was a stark contrast to the night before but Adrian loved it just as much, though his mind apparently liked to weigh the two and play them off each other in his mind, taking in the pleasure of the blowjob while thinking of the absolute railing Kane had given him. It brought to mind when he'd done the same for Kane in the forest when he was all juiced up and aggressive, and all he could think was that he was lucky Kane liked that. He was lucky Kane liked him in so many different ways, that they were so drunk on each other that they could go with almost anything the other had to offer. All those sexy images in his head mingled nicely with the view of Kane whenever he forced his eyes open to look down. His cock wasn't massive or anything, but he still couldn't help but feel impressed when Kane took him to the root, swallowing around him like it was no big deal. He knew he was leaking precum now and Kane was swallowing it all, a thought that just made his cock throb harder.
He’d been aware for a long time that he had a wide-ranging taste in people and pleasure and sex -- whether that was just how he was or because Kane had started having sex too early and frequently, he didn’t care to speculate -- and it was amazing to find one partner who fulfilled so many of those wants. So far they hadn’t hit on an arrangement they didn’t both enjoy, and Kane wasn’t sure now if they actually would. No two humans were ever perfectly compatible, but at this point Kane had to think they would only ever fight about how many throw pillows to have on the couch or what to have for dinner, petty shit only. When it came to the bedroom, Kane felt like he’d met his perfect match. And gods, did it make him feel tingly and good and so horny to draw sounds out of Adrian, to make his hips strain and his balls tight. With a groan in his throat, Kane pulled off of his cock for a moment to dip down and lick the rest of him. He glanced up at Adrian as he ran his tongue up the underside of his cock, then started sucking him again. One of Kane’s hands slipped down to grip his own aching dick and he groaned again as he squeezed himself.
"Leave some of that for me," Adrian said in the best commanding voice he could muster and it wasn't great, not with the need in his tone and the breathless way the words came out. It was a poor excuse for a joke, he didn't care if Kane got off while sucking him off, in fact it was fucking hot, but he was also severely addicted to Kane and he wanted as much of him as he could get at all times. "Do you want me to come in your mouth, or...?" he added quietly and he could feel himself putting more of his weight on Kane as his body felt increasingly more unsteady, like a bad romance cliche where the knees gave out and people felt faint only this was definitely R-rated. "'Cause I'm not gonna last much longer." He both wanted to last and he didn't, wanted to come, then come again, then again. In the shower, in Kane's bed, on Kane's couch. He wanted to lick and kiss Kane all over, use up every second of the hours they had left just to celebrate the fact that he'd survived to be here with Adrian.
Kane loved the pressure of Adrian’s weight braced on his head and shoulders, how it made his spine straighten and his thighs flex to keep them both steady. He wanted to be rock solid for Adrian in every way, all the time -- having anyone rely on him for anything at all was a novelty, and there was some deep part of him that was dying to prove himself to this man in particular. Kane knew he was doing well at the moment, but it was easy when he got so much enjoyment out of it himself. The question and warning from Adrian weren’t surprising considering how his cock felt in Kane’s mouth, hot and straining and twitchy, but he found them kind of endearing too, in a weird way. That politeness was such a sharp contrast to his wendigo side, and Kane craved both, he wanted all of Adrian. He looked up with a touch of hot amusement and pulled back enough to speak, letting his lips brush against the tip of Adrian’s head. “Uh huh, I wanna taste you,” he murmured and let his tongue dart out for a lick as if to prove it. He’d already said as much but he didn’t mind confirming. It was hot to say it. “Gimme what you got, baby, I want your cum,” he purred.
That very nearly made Adrian come on his face instead and he cursed softly, giving Kane a dopey little grin. "Half a mind to make you beg for it," he groaned but that was a lie. If anything, he was the one close to begging, dying to push his cock back into Kane's mouth, regretting asking him anything at all as it meant Kane pulling back, even if he was right there still, licking and teasing. The words were hot enough without that hot breath on Adrian's cock and he could feel something twitch and spasm, desperate to let loose. He gave a sigh of relief mixed with a moan when Kane took him back in his mouth, hot and slick, rubbing his cock just right with his tongue and making it impossible to think of anything but the hot need rising in his body. He tightened his grip on Kane's hair, his moans growing louder as he started bucking into that heat, barely able to restrain himself from doing so too roughly.
Kane would’ve begged if Adrian wanted him to, would’ve kept gassing him up and teasing until he couldn’t take it anymore, but he was very happy with this too, his mouth entirely occupied with his lover’s cock. Kane’s hands slid to Adrian’s hips but he didn’t try to interfere with his movements, just relished feeling those tense muscles working under his fingers. He let Adrian set the pace now, holding still and keeping his throat relaxed as much as he could to take those quicker deep thrusts, open and ready for everything Adrian had to give him. Kane let out noises that were both encouraging and involuntary, caught up in the hot moment with him, barely aware of how leaky and aching his own dick was, ignored again for now. All Kane cared about was driving Adrian crazy, and when the cock in his mouth swelled and began to throb with purpose, he sucked harder and started swallowing.
For a good minute, Adrian was oblivious to everything around him, including the fact that any neighbors might possibly hear him with how loud he was being, it was just hard to hold back the moaning when Kane was playing him like that. He slowly came down from it, taking in every way Kane was touching him, licking him clean and taking everything he'd just given him. It was stupidly hot and he licked his lips as he looked down at him with a dazed expression. "You're too fucking good that," he murmured, raking the fingers of one hand through Kane's hair while clinging to his shoulder with the other. "Did you come?" he added, though he liked to think he would have noticed if Kane had. Maybe not though, Kane tended to blow his mind. "Want me to take care of you?" He was still reeling and holding Kane in any way felt like the only way to keep his balance for now but he still had half the mind to just plop down right there and go straight for Kane's cock.
It was bliss even if the pleasure wasn’t actually happening in his body, and Kane slipped into the heady space of just giving, relishing every twitch and shiver he felt in Adrian. He deserved this kind of pleasure all the fucking time, in Kane’s opinion Adrian had been through enough shit that he ought to feel like he was coming twenty-four-seven. If the universe was just and it was possible to live like that, anyway, neither of which were true ... it was simply up to Kane to smother him with ecstasy whenever he could, he supposed. He chuckled as he licked Adrian’s relaxing cock one more time, then looked up into those dark eyes with a little smirk. “You said not to,” Kane answered, his voice a little rough with arousal. He leaned back a bit so Adrian could get a better view of his hardon, practically bobbing with every beat of his heart. One of Kane’s hands strayed down to stroke it a bit. “If you want to, but you don’t have to. I’ll just stare at you and jerk off if I gotta.” He grinned faintly, but he meant it.
Adrian never thought he'd love sucking cock so much that seeing a hard one would make his mouth literally water but here they were and he gave Kane's cock an appreciative look, even as he hummed as if deciding. "You would, wouldn't you," he murmured and admittedly that would be fucking hot, Kane putting on a show for him, watching his beautiful hands work his erection and maybe even learn a thing or two about what he liked. Adrian crouched down anyway, first just enough to kiss Kane, then sinking down onto his hinges and stroking Kane's thighs. "Show me what you like," he said, letting his fingers trace Kane's scar - his scar - before trailing down to his inner thighs, his gaze ticking between Kane's face and his cock.
Kane spread his thighs wider to make room for Adrian to squat, scraping his teeth over his bottom lip. He braced his left hand against the edge of the tub and leaned on it a bit. His skin tingled under those soft touches, an extra throb of heat running through him as Adrian’s fingers brushed over his favorite scar. Kane let go of himself long enough to spit in his hand, then gripped his cock again to give it some long, slow strokes. Adrian’s gaze felt good on him, almost like another touch, and he wanted to give him a good show. He gave a low groan as he sped up a little bit and put a twist into the upstroke to feel that drag against the head of his cock. His thighs felt tense already, his body already worked up. “You like watchin’?” he murmured.
"You? Yeah," Adrian replied pointedly because he wasn't really in the habit of ogling dicks but he did love looking at Kane all over, especially like this. Usually he preferred feeling him, being so up close and personal that he couldn't really look, so this was a bit of a novelty and he decided not to rush to help. "You like being watched?" he asked and he suspected the answer was yes, considering the way Kane was looking at him and moving in a way that felt like it was just for him. He couldn't keep his hands to himself of course, still smoothing them over Kane's thighs, always coming back to his inner thighs, stroking in close to his crotch but not enough to touch his balls or interrupt him.
He nodded a bit -- who didn’t like looking hot for their partner? Even though Adrian had just enjoyed a seemingly intense orgasm, he was still looking at Kane with a hunger that made Kane’s stomach all fluttery and warm. He liked thinking he could keep Adrian in that aroused headspace even when his body was spent for the moment, and if it was just an act for his benefit, he didn’t even care. It felt good, and Kane was addicted to feeling good with this man. “Can’t tell you how many times I did this, thinking about you,” he murmured, tightening his grip on himself a bit. A low moan escaped him and Kane hissed a breath in through his teeth. Adrian seemed to like being reminded of how obsessed Kane had been with him from the beginning, as long as he danced around the trauma, of course. His hand moved to the base of his cock to squeeze tight and Kane felt some more precum leak out of him. He rubbed his thumb over the tip to spread it around and started stroking again.
Adrian's body might be sated for now, but he never felt like he could get enough of Kane emotionally and his headspace was still very much in the arousal arena. He licked his lips as he watched Kane, swallowed the excess of saliva forming in his mouth and held back for just a little longer on moving in closer. He wasn't in the most comfortable position right now but he couldn't care less, he'd been in worse and this was worth it so he stayed put and kept touching Kane, drinking in the sounds he made and the reminder of how much he wanted Adrian. Even the dark parts of that obsession appealed to him now, maybe because he didn't feel so vulnerable anymore so none of it was particularly scary anymore, or maybe he was just that twisted. He didn't last very long before he moved his hand to cover Kane's, brushing his thumb over the tip of Kane's cock before gently ushering his hand away, wanting to taste him and take care of him himself.
With anyone else, Kane might have been a little embarrassed to have that confession just hanging in the air. But this was Adrian, who knew just how depraved and fixated he was and loved him anyway. Adrian who’d confessed to doing a lot of the same kind of masturbating himself in the weeks they’d been trying to avoid each other. Back when that was possible. It was comforting to not be the only one who’d completely lost his mind. He felt even closer to that state at the moment, teased almost to his limit by everything they’d already done, his own hand, and how Adrian was touching him. He wouldn’t be uncomfortable for long, if the pressure in Kane’s balls was any indication. He moved his hand to give Adrian room to work as soon as he was nudged, bracing both of them on the edge of the tub as he licked his lips in anticipation.
There was a lot unspoken between them at the moment, things Adrian didn't feel like they needed to say. It all sparked like electricity between their bodies already and he felt like Kane could read his mind - or at least feel how much he loved and craved him too. He did like making him squirm too, but that wasn't the goal now, not with discomfort at least. Every time he did this he couldn't help but think about how he didn't have anything to compare it to whereas Kane had so much experience. It didn't really bother him, it was just an interesting observation. It had been entirely by choice, both going without it and trying it for the first time and he fucking loved sucking Kane's cock. He couldn't imagine doing that with just anyone, had never really gotten off on that idea, but he'd go down on his knees in a filthy bathroom for Kane in a heartbeat. Kane's clean bathroom was better though, the warm water still beating down on them, making him feel like some servant in a bathhouse which was absolutely a hot fantasy to have. His gaze ticked back up to Kane's face as he took him in his mouth, swirling his tongue slowly around the head both to tease and to taste him. What a perfect cock. He tasted good, felt silky smooth against Adrian's tongue, thick and hard in his grip. Adrian had never dreamed he could be this obsessed with a man's dick but here he was, all but worshiping one and happily so.
He was gorgeous all the time, but Adrian was a goddamn work of erotic art at the moment. Kane moved one hand to cup the side of his neck, brushing his thumb over the stretch in Adrian’s jaw as he watched that plush mouth toy with his cock. He did have a lot of experience, more on the receiving end than not, and it was more than enough to make him confident that Adrian truly enjoyed doing this for him. Kane couldn’t have enjoyed it if he didn’t, even if ‘forcing’ it was fun sometimes when they were both in the mood. The heated way Adrian looked up at him sent shivers up his spine. Besides the emotional component, Adrian was just so fucking good at it, a natural because he paid attention to what Kane liked and cared about giving it to him. Adrian’s tongue made his cock flex and Kane muffled a moan as he bit into his bottom lip, his fingers sliding up into Adrian’s hair. He stroked through the thick strands and tried not to squirm.
Adrian took him in deeper slowly, relishing the way Kane's cock slid along his tongue, hot memories of the night before flashing through his mind. That had been a very different blowjob where Kane had been in charge, but this time nobody was in charge, it all just flowed easily and sensually along. He could hear the way Kane bit back on his sounds and he wished he wouldn't but even then it was hot, like he was trying to keep himself in check. Being good for Adrian. It was madness how he could elicit such contrary feelings in Adrian, both submissive and dominant, destructive and loving, back and forth and yet never in any way that made him feel like he was losing himself. This act always felt like a mix of submission and dominance, he was in control but he was still vulnerable - but so was Kane. It tugged on something inside of him, so many emotions ranging from lust to love to something more sadistic. He didn't try to make sense of it, happy to just enjoy the ride as he let Kane's cock glide back and forth on his tongue and press against his throat.
There was so much push and pull between them that maybe it should have felt like a real power struggle, but it felt more like a dance to Kane. They were moving through it together, sometimes slow and romantic, sometimes hard and intense, somehow in sync in a way they couldn’t even explain. Kane knew that couldn’t always be true, they would misstep and fuck up, and things would be hard, but that reality felt very dim and far away at the moment. All of his focus was here in this shower, on the pleasure radiating up from his core and just how wanted Adrian made him feel. He couldn’t stay muffled for long, his moans deep and throaty as Adrian built into a rhythm. His mouth felt incredible, it was hard for Kane to keep his pelvis still, the instinct to thrust humming in his muscles. Kane let out a soft curse and shifted a bit, brushing his hand over the side of Adrian’s face again, his balls drawn up tight.
Adrian let his cock pop out of his mouth, leaving saliva behind to make stroking it easier. He teased the slit and that sweet spot below it with his tongue while letting his fingers play along the shaft, staring up at Kane as if lost in him. He was lost in him, there was no denying it, enraptured by that look on his face and the sounds Adrian was coaxing out of him. He'd worried he wouldn't be good at this, some part of him always needing to play it cool around Kane despite everything, but even if he probably didn't hold a candle to some of Kane's former lovers, he seemed like he was good enough and that was all he could ask for. "You taste so good," he murmured before letting the head slip back between his lips, sucking it gently before taking it deeper again. He was pretty sure Kane was going to give him an oral fixation, he just couldn't keep his mouth off him.
Fuck, it was like living his own porno, only way better because Kane was wildly in love with the man sucking his dick. His breathing was shaky by now, and it was hard to keep his eyes open as he watched Adrian’s long fingers run up and down his shaft. He let out a helpless groan when all that wet heat engulfed him again, and Kane’s hips rocked a bit, more urgency in him now. He couldn’t get enough of the way Adrian’s tongue felt against his cock. His balls were aching and he felt like he was getting closer with every second. “God, you’re so fucking good at that,” he breathed in a rush, another shudder running through him. “You’re ‘bout to make me come.” His fingers flexed in Adrian’s hair, not to control but just to hang on through all that pleasure.
There was no way Adrian was stopping to say anything so he just hummed his appreciation and approval and kept moving, a touch faster now. He wanted to make Kane come, wanted to taste more of him and feel him lose control, to give back what Kane had given him already and then spend some time together in post orgasmic bliss before maybe even going again. God but Kane made him so greedy, he wanted all of him all of the time in every way he could have him. He had rested his free hand on Kane's thigh and he could feel those shudders running through him so he reached down to play with his balls, loving how tight they felt now, how different from before. They felt good in his hand and he thumbed them gently as he kept stroking and sucking, humming contently around Kane's cock.
It only took him a few more moments to ramp up further, and then Kane was peaking. It wasn’t quite as noisy as Adrian’s had been, but it was no less intense, everything in him taut and shuddering. If he hadn’t been braced so well he might have slipped off of the tub. He rode out the bliss for as long as he could, breathless by the time he was coming down again. Kane muttered a fuzzy sort of curse as his body unclenched, his hand slipping down to cup the back of Adrian’s neck. Once the other man had straightened up a bit, Kane dipped in to kiss him, perfectly content to taste himself on Adrian’s tongue. It felt like forever ago that he’d been intending to cook him breakfast, a completely different type of feeding him. He still planned to do that once they cleaned up and got out, but his legs needed to stop being jelly first.
Adrian let himself melt into the kiss, his arms slung loosely around Kane's waist and he took in those slight trembles with a sense of pride. He didn't know why but Kane so often felt like a conquest to him, he was hard to rattle but Adrian could reduce him to a puddle, he was a grumpy fuck sometimes but Adrian could make him smile. It wasn't a smug kind of feeling at all, but satisfying nonetheless. "That can't be comfortable," he murmured after a while, pressing little kisses on Kane's lips. Maybe he was projecting since he was still kind of awkwardly hovering, but he could stay right there if Kane wanted him to, too content to care about a little strain. "You wanna get outta here before we get too wrinkly?"