Who: Adrian & Kane Where: Castle View When: Monday night, 7/16 Warning: NSFW Status: Complete part 2/2
He loved the feeling of Adrian’s eyes on him, and Kane made sure to wash his chest in a way that made his physique look good, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He kept rubbing at his torso after Adrian stole the soap, not in any hurry to rinse it off. He let his own gaze run appreciatively over Adrian. “Yeah I’m pretty good at takin’ care of you fast,” he said, his tone smug. Kane reached out to smooth his soapy hands over Adrian’s chest. That part of him wasn’t even dirty, but who cared, his resolve to keep his hands off of Adrian had already melted like cotton candy under the hot spray. “You oughta come by for quickies before work and shit,” Kane murmured, palms sliding down Adrian’s body.
"Shit, if I do that I'll never make it to work," Adrian said with a grin, but he had a feeling he'd be waking up by Kane's side a lot, even on work days. Not all the time though. The really early watch was a bitch and he tended to be cranky and in a rush on those days - not great with smooching on someone who deserved it or being quiet enough not to wake him up. "You're not making quick work of this," he pointed out, but he couldn't complain, not when he loved Kane's hands on him as much as he did. His feet didn't really love standing there but it was a worthy sacrifice for this kind of closeness. "I'd be hours late if this is how you perform in the morning."
Kane knew there had to be a limit to how much company he could tolerate, he just hadn’t found it yet -- how much of Adrian’s company he could tolerate, anyway, because that was different than just anybody’s. He was sure they would run into that wall where they were annoyed at each other for existing in the same space, but it would probably take a while for them to get there. Probably. He snorted some amusement at Adrian’s criticism and moved his soapy hands directly to Adrian’s crotch. They weren’t so soapy anymore, but he started grope-washing anyway. “I’m so sorry sir, it’s just so difficult to focus with so much distraction in here.” Smirking, Kane dipped in to nip at the side of Adrian’s neck, a little growl in his throat. “Gimme the soap back, I wasted it on the rest of you.”
Adrian still felt a little sensitive and he hissed quietly at the touch, grinning when Kane leaned in close. It was funny to hear him go from 'sir' to demanding and he definitely liked both. "There you go," he murmured and slipped the soap into Kane's hand. "Don't waste any more of it." Why was it so hard to just shower with this man? Adrian wasn't even physically aroused again but he still wanted to linger here and let Kane touch him all over until his body got ready for more. The only parts of him that did not agree were his feet and they were so easy to ignore. He had an image flash in his mind of Kane turning him around and taking his 'revenge' for earlier and it made his stomach drop in a delicious way. No. They were fucking showering and then getting out and cuddling somewhere horizontal, damn it.
It would’ve been a lie to say he wasn’t tempted to ramp things up between them again, but how could he not be when he was handling his man’s junk? Kane thought wanting to devour him all over again was a perfectly normal reaction. He wanted to be fully comfortable too, though, and now he had to prove to Adrian that he could be efficient, so Kane straightened up and re-soaped his hands to really wash him. He stared at Adrian’s face as he did it, a tiny smirk lifting one corner of his mouth. He was ridiculously beautiful, and it gave Kane a wave of serene surreality -- it was hard to believe this was actually his life now, but it felt so damn good and made him so happy. “There, done,” he said after a moment. Kane held his hands up like a buzzer had gone off and grinned a little. “The rinsing is up to you.”
"Good job," Adrian said and he felt stupidly pampered and loved, especially with the way Kane was staring at him the whole time, like he was already devouring him. He patted Kane's hip and left him to soap himself up as he stepped under the spray, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the water. His body still felt sated and all that touching was stirring something in him, his crotch a bit warmer than before and a sort of aching in his core. That just seemed to be a damn constant ever since they got together, that hunger for this man, the need to touch and watch and taste him all the fucking time. After a while he grabbed the showerhead to do a better job of rinsing off, then turned it to Kane to wash the soap off him as well.
It was just as hard to keep his eyes off of Adrian as his hands, and Kane couldn’t stop looking at him while he rinsed off. There was an edge of arousal to what he was feeling, but there was so much more to it than that, a lot of it warm and emotional. He washed himself while he had the chance, watching the way the water ran Adrian’s body, clearing rivulets of bare skin that just looked so lickable. Kane wanted to just plaster himself to that body and not let go until they had fused into one horrifying being. Since that was completely unreasonable, Kane figured he would just keep fucking him every chance he got. He rubbed at himself when Adrian began to rinse him off, both to help with getting rid of the soap and because he knew Adrian enjoyed watching it. Once his front was clean, he reached to take the showerhead so he could do the back himself.
It was tempting to just stand there and gawk but they were being efficient so as soon as Kane took over the rinsing, Adrian pressed a kiss on his shoulder and then scooched past him to get out of there. He could still watch while he dried off, so that's what he did. It didn't seem to matter how often he saw Kane naked, he couldn't get enough of it so he let himself stare. "Chop chop," he said teasingly, his hair sticking up in every which direction after he dried it and he moved onto his body, kind of wanting to make quick work of it so he could actually tackle Kane with that towel when he stepped out of the shower. "You were in the military, you can be quicker than that."
Kane snorted as he finished getting the soap off of him, glancing at Adrian through the shower door. “I’ll give you a boot camp shower demonstration sometime,” he replied with a smirk. “You’ll be impressed.” He could get clean in under two minutes if he put his mind to it, there was just no reason to rush like that anymore. Unless he was being baited by his boyfriend, of course. Semi-boyfriend. Were they boyfriends if nobody else knew about them? Or only two people? Kane doubted Adrian had told anyone but Aaron, and that seemed to have been a drunk accident. It wasn’t like the label on it was going to change how he felt, and Kane was fully in this, so he was doing his best not to give a shit about anything else. He turned the water off and ran his fingers through his hair a couple of times before he moved to get out.
Adrian draped his towel over his shoulders before grabbing another one and moving in to start drying Kane, any excuse to touch him, really. "Were you often distracted when you took your boot camp showers?" he asked and he was willing to bet he could be a distraction if Kane actually tried to show him. He could shut up and stay out of the way, of course, but it was always different to have someone watching - no matter what he was doing. "Just wondering how impressed I'm gonna be." He had no doubt Kane could act fast, he'd seen him act fast under different circumstances, but when they had no reason to hurry, it could be hard to get motivated not to linger.
“Was I distracted being surrounded by a whole bunch of naked wet men in peak physical condition, rubbing soap all over themselves, when none of us had gotten laid in weeks?” Kane posed, arching an eyebrow as he smirked. “Is that a serious question?” It was less painful to remember boot camp, when they’d still been on American soil and were building brotherhood ... and before he’d met AJ. In some ways it had been hellish, in other ways it had been the best time of his life -- Kane had been thrust into the supportive family he’d never really had. And even though they’d been brothers, he was only human and couldn’t keep himself from looking sometimes in the shower. None of them had dried him off themselves though, and Kane found he liked the pampering, taking the opportunity to touch Adrian here and there as he moved around him.
"Jesus," Adrian said as he laughed and he hadn't really thought of it like that. They both knew nudity wasn't always sexual but that sounded like dangerous circumstances for a closeted guy to be in and he was yet again glad he'd never enlisted. "Were you just hard all the time? Telling people you're a show-er not a grow-er?" he asked teasingly and reached down to cup Kane's cock. The horrors of war had no place in this conversation, it was more fun to think of Kane in some boot camp somewhere, perma-hard and pining over dozens of straight boys. Adrian knew that hadn't been what it was really like but the pornographic version of events was always more lighthearted and fun.
Kane had definitely been in several situations that could’ve turned into a porno in a different dimension, and that was more fun to think about than the reality of it all. Some of those guys would’ve been cool if he’d made a pass at them, but there had been plenty more who would’ve tried to knock his teeth out of his skull. “Already a show-er,” Kane growled and reached to pull Adrian in against him, dipping his head to playfully bite at his shoulder. “Nah, I just got laid all the time. Huge orgies in the showers. Fucked my whole company, made ‘em all realize they weren’t straight.” He flashed Adrian a grin, obviously lying, but Kane kind of wanted to rile him up a little, see if there was any jealousy to be stirred in there.
"Reminds me of the great intern orgy of twenty-eleven," Adrian said dreamily, not letting himself fall for the obvious bait. It was just fantasy so the thought of Kane turning a bunch of bros gay with his magic cock was hot instead of uncomfortable. Especially when he was his and reminding him of that with the physical attention. He slipped his arms around Kane's waist, not minding it when his towel slipped and fell off his shoulders in the tousle. "Hospitals and militaries, that's where it's at, right?" In reality it was the opposite and yet people sexualized those things so much. Sexy nurses, sexy doctors, sexy soldiers. Like they weren't all working hard and soul crushing jobs. Adrian couldn't judge, he had plenty of stupid fantasies himself, though his were obviously not hospital centered. A bunch of hot soldiers getting it on in the showers though? It definitely stirred something in him.
There was some psychology there about attraction to protectors and caretakers, like how people got all horny over firemen, but Kane didn’t care enough to really give it much thought. Maybe it was just the uniforms. He was a little pouty inside that he couldn’t make Adrian even fake-jealous, but it was easy enough to get over with their damp skin pressed together. “Mmhmm,” he agreed, bumping their noses together. “We got totally opposite jobs, but everybody likes to fuck, you know?” Kane gave a little snort. “You like top or bottom better in an orgy?” He could only think about Adrian in that sort of situation in the vaguest way, just a blur of faceless bodies around his gorgeous man, because Kane was obviously an idiot and baiting himself into some lighthearted jealousy.
Orgy was just a funny word to throw around but now Kane had gone and asked him for details and Adrian's resolve faltered. He laughed a bit awkwardly and shook his head, feeling weirdly prudish all of a sudden. "No," he tittered. "Just... no." He couldn't imagine ever joining an orgy, it'd either mean fucking strangers which really wasn't his thing, or it would mean fucking people he knew and that meant getting awkwardly close to friends he didn't think about like that. "Have you ever-?" he asked and squinted one eye, unsure if he wanted to know if Kane had the experience. It was such an abstract idea, like some kind of a medieval depiction of hell - naked bodies all over and no real sexy details. That probably meant he was a prude, he just didn't feel like one when he was with Kane. Obviously Adrian hadn't, he'd already told Kane he'd only ever been with one guy before him.
He looked fucking adorable, and Kane got a little shot of glee to fluster him at all. He was so goddamn unflappable sometimes. “How many makes an orgy again?” he asked thoughtfully, pursing his lips a bit. “Five or more? Hmm ... naw, man.” Kane laughed softly, dropping the bravado for a grin. “I’ve had like, a few threesomes, but that’s it.” Maybe that was bad enough, but there had always been at least one woman involved, so it didn’t seem the same. Like that other side of his sexuality was a separate thing. Adrian had created -- encouraged? -- a unique animal in him. It had nothing to do with their amount of experience, it was everything that vibrated and sparked between them. “And it was never two dudes,” he added, just in case that mattered to Adrian too.
"Very straight of you," Adrian said but behind the bravado he was kind of relieved to hear that. It shouldn't matter, but he already felt a little insecure about Kane's experience, no matter how amazing their sex was, and the thought of him taking part in some mega group event was daunting. "I always got the feeling it was a little too much to handle," he admitted, amused. "Just you alone are more than enough for me, I don't know how I'd be able to focus on anyone else." It felt like a big confession of emotion, even if it was supposed to just be a quip about orgies, but it was true in both cases.
One of those threesomes had been pretty damn bisexual, but Kane didn’t correct him. He didn’t like thinking about Adrian fucking anyone else, and he was sure the feeling was mutual. It felt like all of that was far back in Kane’s past now, even though they hadn’t actually been together very long. Kane just felt so different. It was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. “Good,” he murmured, one hand moving to squeeze Adrian’s ass. “You just stay focused right here.” Kane wanted his undivided attention, and he knew deep down that he wanted to give it in return. He hadn’t officially broken things off with Brianna yet, but it felt like it was over to Kane. Adrian had him enthralled, nobody else could really compete, no matter how amazing they might be. This thing was on a whole other level. After gazing at him for another beat, Kane kissed him.
Staying focused on Kane wasn't a challenge and Adrian happily kissed him back after savoring that eye contact, trailing his fingers over his still damp skin. "C'mon," he murmured contently after a few moments. "Let's get horizontal and order something to eat, I promise I'll stay focused on you even if we walk outta here." It was hard not to. He was focused on Kane even when he wasn't around him, even when he was busy with something else, his lover was always somewhere in the background of his mind, often making him need to cover a smile so he didn't look insane. He had to be extra careful around people, especially his sister who'd know that happy lovey grin on anyone. God he hoped Aaron could keep his mouth shut until he'd talked to her himself. Not that he wanted to think about that now. Right now he just wanted to put on one of Kane's comfy boxers and snuggle up on the couch with him.