Adrian Moretti (theneedtofeed) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2024-01-31 03:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | #july 2018, adrian, adrian x kane, kane |
Who: Adrian & Kane
Where: Castle View
When: Sunday morning, 7/22
Warning: NSFW
Status: Complete. Part 1
Adrian woke up slowly, which was kind of a rare treat. He too often woke up in a rush to get out of a bad dream, confused and angry as he tried to take in his surroundings, but today he knew exactly where he was the moment consciousness started slipping into his brain. Wisps of last night's memories laced through his mind, his conversation with Kane, the ceremony, the reception, all of it warm and unintrusive. He sighed contently, let himself linger in that hazy mindset for a bit before he started focusing on the here and now. Kane's body was warm against his and listening to his steady breathing just made Adrian's calm even more expansive. He watched him for a little while, remembered how they'd talked about fucking each other awake and wondered if he would have liked waking up like that. The answer was still yes so that was promising, he didn't have to take back the permission just in case Kane ever wanted to act on it. Would Kane though? Adrian didn't feel particularly aggressive right now, more content to just watch him and focus on the places where their bodies touched. Permission was on the table but he still hesitated to do too much when his mood started growing into longing, not wanting to spoil a perfectly good morning by assuming too much.
He rested his head on his hand and watched Kane a little longer, wondering if he was a dick if he woke him up too early. He could just get up and prepare breakfast for them but... That felt like abandonment for some reason. He wanted to be close, wanted to kiss Kane awake and let him decide where to take it from there. So that's what he did. Soft little kisses along Kane's jaw to start with and then he moved to half cover his body, nuzzling his face against Kane's neck to kiss and nibble gently.
They’d fallen asleep tangled together, and Kane had slept deep and heavy. Peacefully, which was rare for him too. The combination of Adrian’s presence, the drinking he’d done, the post-sex relaxation, having gotten through an emotional purge, had all made for a great night’s sleep. He’d drank and cried himself to sleep more nights than he ever wanted to admit, but he’d never had anyone pull him out of a funk like that and make him feel so much better. Adrian’s love was just fucking magic. Waking up to those gentle kisses and light touches was a sweetly slow process, his consciousness pulled away from vaguely warm dreams back toward his body. Kane had no idea what time it was and he didn’t care, tingles already running down his body from Adrian’s teeth grazing his skin. He grunted softly and shifted to give him more room at his neck, not fully aware of what was going on, he just knew he wanted more of that sensation.
Adrian had woken up quite a few people in his life and he knew it wasn't always pleasant - even with pleasant people - so getting a good reaction was always a relief. Especially since it was his lover and he was waking him up in a fitting way. He hummed contently and sprawled a bit more on top of Kane, letting his hand roam over his chest and take in the heat of his body as he licked his earlobe and tugged on it with his teeth. "Morning," he murmured and he could feel both their bodies running hotter. His own cock was awake and it was easier to enjoy that as he let the doubt leave his mind and focused instead on the physical. There were still stray thoughts buzzing around in his skull, like if Kane didn't really want to wake up, could he just fuck him like they'd talked about? Or was that more of a fantasy to be enjoyed and not acted on? He knew what he wanted and that was enjoying Kane's body and soaking in his heat. Kane didn't strictly need to be fully awake for that as long as Adrian was sure he was still enjoying himself.
Kane was still drifting in some middle ground, not quite awake but not fully asleep anymore either. He was aware of Adrian’s body pressing into his, the erection nudged against his hip, and the way his own cock was swelling rapidly. He grunted a soft sound in his throat in answer -- forming an actual word seemed like too much trouble at the moment. Kane didn’t want to talk or even think too much, he just wanted to feel what Adrian was doing to him. Somewhere in the back of his mind Kane remembered what they’d talked about, and nothing inside of him wanted to resist what was happening. They belonged to each other, and Adrian knew exactly how to make him feel good, and Kane wanted him to feel the same. He turned his head to bump it against Adrian’s, his hips shifting under his lover’s weight in a needy little stretch, his body tingling for more pressure.
It all felt very subtle but still so loud and clear, Adrian grinned against his skin as he felt his reactions, all of them hungry and asking for more and he was more than willing to give it. He felt no need to speak more, trailing his kisses down over Kane's collarbone and shoulder, letting his hand roam down lower to brush his fingers over coarse hair, searching for and finding the soft skin of his cock. He was already growing harder and Adrian wrapped his fingers loosely around him, ducking down lower to dart his tongue over his nipple. It felt so much like a continuation for the night before, he didn't really remember when he'd fallen asleep, if they'd still been kissing when he checked out or if they'd just stopped and snuggled each other for a bit. It was like he'd just closed his eyes and opened them again, no longer tired but still horny for this man, eager to touch and taste him again.
Being touched and kissed so softly and tenderly always did a number on Kane, and his skin was already starting to feel extra sensitive, his stomach fluttering. He lingered in that sweet sleepy state even as his heart started to beat harder. Kane groaned faintly as Adrian’s hand found his cock, that lazy swelling picking up speed with the attention. Adrian’s mouth was sending sparks of heat straight into his erection, and he licked his lips. He couldn’t really tell what time it was from the diffused light in the room, but it didn’t really matter. It could be 2AM or 7AM or afternoon, it felt like they were in a sensual sort of twilight outside of time. Kane wasn’t thinking much, all he could really focus on was Adrian’s hands and lips on him and the growing warmth in his groin. Kane’s hand moved to brush against his shoulder, his touch light and a little uncoordinated, but fuck, Adrian’s smooth skin felt nice.
Adrian had spent plenty of time just gazing at Kane while he was sleeping and waking him up like this was infinitely better. He hummed contently at the little touch, glancing up at Kane's face though he could only see it from that weird angle that didn't give him a full view. "There you are," he murmured affectionately before going back to teasing his nipple, now fully hard against his tongue. "Just say stop if you wanna sleep," he said almost teasingly, even if he meant it completely. He just didn't think Kane wanted him to stop or pull away, at least his body didn't, all eager and drawn to Adrian's touches. Adrian felt very possessive of this body, especially right now, loving the way that it reacted to him even before Kane's brain was fully processing what was happening.
Kane grunted a negative noise that was close to offended, his brow twitching slightly. Why would he want to stop? For sleep? That was laughable, this was so much better than sleeping. They could go right back to sleep afterward if they wanted anyway. His fingers drifted up the back of Adrian’s neck to tangle in his thick dark hair, flexing with drowsy weakness. “Don’t y’dare stop,” he mumbled. Kane’s eyes were still closed and he didn’t feel much urge to open them, happy enough to stay lost in how Adrian was making his body feel -- how nice it was to just be a buffet of man, stretched out for Adrian’s enjoyment. Thinking of himself as a buffet gave him fun little tingles of taboo arousal, since Adrian could definitely feast on him in more ways than one. Kane drew in a deeper breath as his cock twitched in his boyfriend’s hand, his hips shifting against the mattress again.
Adrian paused just to spit in his hand, then brought it back down to wrap around Kane's cock, stroking it more firmly this time as he kept nibbling and kissing Kane's nipple and the skin around it. He grazed it with his teeth, loving how hard it was now, how hot the cock was in his grip. He felt wide awake now and pushed himself up to straddle Kane without putting any weight on him, balancing on his knees instead as he gave himself more room to touch and taste him. His own cock was flush against his stomach, at the point of not giving a shit about gravity, but it was a comfortable fullness and not the kind that was aching yet - at least not in a way he couldn't handle.
Fuck that grip felt good, and Kane couldn’t help the sound that came out of him as he pushed up into it. His hands moved to Adrian’s thighs as he changed positions, liking the sensation of that body he loved so well hovering over him. It prompted him to open his eyes, though they stayed half-lidded and hazy. Moving from a nice sleep into this kind of pleasure felt divine. Kane exhaled a soft curse, his back arching a bit off the bed as if his body was gravitationally drawn to Adrian’s. Kane’s hand slid to the side of Adrian’s neck and he pulled him to his mouth, needing to feel those lips against his own, if only for a moment. At this point Kane was game for anything Adrian wanted to do to him, as long as he didn’t stop.
Adrian let himself be pulled and Kane's hand felt warm and possessive on him, his grip more firm than it had been just seconds ago. He kissed him deeply, not caring about the morning breath they both had going, maybe it was a good sign of compatibility that it didn't bother him, or maybe he was just used to so much worse than a little morning breath was like a frigging ocean breeze in comparison. He just loved Kane's mouth too much to give a shit, loved the way his tongue rolled against his own, the way his lips felt firm yet supple and oh so eager to kiss him back. With the way he was positioned it was tempting and too easy to let his cock join in the fun and he ended up with two cocks in his grip, moving his hips along with his hand for some of that slick on Kane's cock.
Kane didn’t give a shit either, underneath that bit of sourness was Adrian and that tasted fucking incredible to him. This connection they had really tapped into a more animalistic part of him, a part that welcomed the nastier parts of being with another human ... beyond that, even. That part looked forward to someday tasting fresh blood in Adrian’s mouth. The sensation of his lover’s cock against his own drew another deep sound out of him, and Kane’s hips rolled along with that rhythm. He loved knowing Adrian had woken up this horny for him, eager to forego more sleep to satisfy a more carnal need. Kane wanted him just as much, he couldn’t even imagine saying no to this at any moment of the day, no matter what he was doing. It was a fantastic fucking way to wake up. He gave a soft grunt, his cock twitching in Adrian’s grip.
Before Kane, Adrian had never truly experienced the duality of really loving someone but also being able to think about them like a fucking object, a whore for him to take, something to chew on and consume and still be able to love and respect afterwards. Kane really brought it out in him, especially when he had him this aroused. Every little way Kane moved was sinful, delicious, that throaty groan going straight to Adrian's cock, making him want to lash out at him, crush him and kiss him until he couldn't breathe. He'd heard about cute aggression but this was something completely different, violent attraction, a dark hunger he wouldn't know what to do with if Kane wasn't so very okay with it. "You know I want more," he whispered as he tugged on Kane's bottom lip with his teeth, giving their cocks a squeeze.
He had Kane enthralled, every moment, it seemed like. He'd never been such a complete sucker for anyone, ever, and he was loving every bit of it. The bite made him moan softly again, a sweet throb pulsing in his cock, and he licked at Adrian's upper lip in response. "Take it, whatever you want,” he breathed back. Adrian might not have been asking permission, exactly, but Kane knew they both liked hearing that mutual desire anyway. “I'm yours.” And he was. Adrian had moved relatively slowly this morning, giving him time to wake up and signal he was good with this, but Kane wouldn't have complained about waking up to Adrian's cock sliding into his ass, either. Maybe next time. Happily at his boyfriend's mercy, Kane pushed up against his grip, hands running restlessly over Adrian's hips and thighs.
Whatever you want. It was a dangerous phrase to Adrian and one that sent the blood humming in his veins as more heat flared up inside him. "Turn over," he groaned urgently, stretching over Kane to fumble around for the lube, releasing their cocks to nudge Kane's shoulder urgently. He didn't fuck him like that often but it felt just right this morning, to take in the expanse of tattoos and scars as he fucked him into the mattress. He was already thinking about it, already ahead of himself, grazing Kane's shoulder with his teeth as his fingers closed around the lube. He gave Kane a little space to move but it didn't require him to really go anywhere and he liked feeling his large body moving beneath him, doing what Adrian told him to. It gave him a weird surge of power to command a body like that, even if he was only getting his wish because Kane wanted it just as badly as he did.
Kane didn't hesitate, his heart rate picking up as he rolled over underneath Adrian's splayed thighs. His hips shifted a few times to get his stiff cock situated right, the friction against the sheets sending little jolts of pleasure through him. Kane tucked his hands under his forehead, the muscles in his back flexing with erotic tension. It was a vulnerable position, but that only made it more delicious. He felt like a buffet, laid out for his man's consumption, and Kane wasn't sure what he was anticipating more, Adrian's cock or his teeth.
He was so pliant and so good for him, Adrian let out an appreciative little groan when he had Kane where he wanted him, then left a trail of little bites along his shoulder before sitting up to enjoy his view. Kane's body was simultaneously beautiful, sexy and heartbreaking - so many bad stories there, so much ink and scar tissue, some of it more intimately familiar to Adrian than the rest. He lightly traced the scar he had stitched himself then popped the bottle of lube open, letting some of the contents drip onto Kane's ass and his own cock. "You are so fucking beautiful," he murmured, rubbing his cock against Kane's now slick ass, letting the tip catch on the rim of his hole a few times in a teasing way. "Do you need me to prep you?" He had a feeling he could slowly nudge his way inside without it with enough lube and care, but he wasn't going to test the theory if Kane wasn't feeling it.
The soft bites and touches against his back gave Kane goosebumps. Adrian and Brianna were the only lovers he’d ever had who knew the truth behind all of his marks, and it felt incredible to be so seen and known. His own body wasn’t at the top of his mind though -- he was achingly aware of Adrian’s weight on the backs of his legs, the promising heat of his cock as it brushed against his skin. The cold lube made him twitch and he let out a little huff at himself, that initial shock melting into pleasure as his man rubbed against him. Kane shook his head as he let out a negative sound, his vocabulary pretty much dead at the moment with all the carnal arousal pulsing inside of him. He pushed back against Adrian’s cock a bit to show how eager he was for it. They’d been doing this frequently enough that he didn’t think any warm up was necessary, he was just hungry to feel Adrian fill him up.
Words were overrated and Adrian kind of liked that Kane wasn't feeling very verbal, enamored with those sounds he was making, the subtle reactions he had to every little thing happening. "That's what I wanted to hear," he murmured and dribbled some more lube on Kane's ass, not strictly because he needed it, but because he liked the way the cool liquid made Kane tense up. More was better than less though and he took pleasure in rubbing his cock in it against Kane's skin, teasing his hole every so often before pulling back just to rub against his cheeks again. He knew he was driving Kane crazy with it because he was driving himself crazy with it too, his body screaming at him to just push in and get going while his mind wanted to keep going slow, keep touching Kane's back, let his cock do all the dirty work so his hands were dry and ready to touch him everywhere he wanted. He wanted his fingers in his mouth, wanted to pull on his hair but for now: slow... Slow. "This is how I should have woken you up," he murmured and kind of wished Kane had been sleeping on his stomach. He probably wouldn't have actually done it but now that he was all fired up on arousal, it was so easy to imagine it. "Let you come to with my cock already inside you."
The teasing was delicious and perfect and terrible all at once, and Adrian had Kane practically writhing under him. His spine rolled, pushing his ass back against Adrian’s cock. Every time Adrian pulled away from his entrance, Kane let out a little whine. It felt so good, but his body was craving what felt even better, that stretch and fullness and Adrian’s cock hitting the most sensitive parts of him. At the same time it felt incredible to be teased, pushing him further into a submissive sort of headspace, where Adrian was in complete control and all Kane had to do was let go and feel. His own dick was aching and leaking on the sheets, and his hands had curled into fists, his forehead still on his crossed arms. “Uh huh,” was all he could say. The pacing of this was perfect, he had zero complaints this morning, but Kane would not have minded it going that way either.
"Mmhmm," Adrian half copied him and while it felt oh so good to rub against Kane and watch his body writhe like it did, it wasn't enough. It was quickly becoming a question of willpower and Adrian knew he didn't have a whole lot of that going on for him when it came to Kane. Add to the mix just how submissive he looked like this, Adrian really was impressed with himself the longer he held out. "You hard for me?" he asked rather than reach around and check. "Bet you're so hard already..." God he felt like he was projecting at this point because his own cock was aching, stiff to the point where it barely yielded when he pushed it around, burning hot at the core. All he could think about was just how hot and tight Kane was going to be and how it would take a whole new level of willpower to not come the moment he started pushing inside him. He pulled away for a few seconds, moved his hands to rub and squeeze Kane's ass, giving himself a moment to cool off just a bit but it sure as hell wasn't working. The visual was as good as a physical caress and he couldn't hold out any longer. He pressed the head of his cock against Kane's waiting hole, slowly rubbing it in little circles before pushing in oh so slowly, his breath faltering at the way Kane opened up to him and pulled him in.
Kane's erection hadn't waned since Adrian had first drawn him out of sleep with those slow touches, he'd just gotten progressively harder until he could feel his pulse in his stiff cock. But the question still made his stomach clench sweetly. "I stay hard for you," he groaned, rocking his hips a bit for friction against the bed while Adrian groped his ass. "You just gotta touch me.” It was true, and maybe it ought to worry him that someone had that kind of sway over his body, but it just felt so fucking right with Adrian. Especially when he began sliding inside of him. Kane's breath caught at that initial stretch, his shoulders flexing and fists squeezing tighter. The head of Adrian's cock popping in sent a sharp jolt of pleasure through him and Kane moaned unsteadily. There was plenty of lube on both of them so it didn't hurt, it was just such an intense sensation. His hips pushed back against the slow penetration, trying to draw Adrian's cock in faster, his body greedy for more of that intensity.
The non-verbal communication was clear, Adrian didn't need to worry about it being too much too fast, not with Kane pushing back against him, his breathing deep and shaky. He wasn't even sure what he was worried about there, Kane would stop him if he didn't like what he was doing and Adrian would listen. No risk of that now and he pushed in deeper, hooking his ankles around Kane's thighs and watching that spot where their bodies met with hunger and curiosity. He couldn't really stay like that though, the urge to touch Kane more than he was already way too strong for him to indulge in just watching so he ended up stretching out on top of him, putting his weight into pushing in deeper and biting into Kane's shoulder again. "You feel so fucking good," he whispered, bringing one hand up to Kane's throat, raising his head up by the jaw to see his face.
It was kind of amazing how quickly Adrian could turn him into a whimpering, needy pile of nerve endings and not much more. Kane’s mind was all hot static while his body could only ache and react to what Adrian was doing to him. With him, really, but he was definitely in the more passive position this time. Adrian’s weight against his back and the way it pushed his cock in so deep drew another guttural sound out of Kane, and he let his head be pulled up and to the side. His lips were parted with his heavy breaths and his eyes were glazed and barely open. He couldn’t really see Adrian’s face from that angle, but gods he liked being forced to ‘look’ at him, just another reinforcement that Adrian was in charge here, for the moment. Kane licked his lips and ground his pelvis in a slow circle, relishing that deep full feeling and letting them both adjust to all the pressure. “Fuck, I love your cock,” he breathed back.
Adrian just barely bit back a moan as he let his gaze trail over Kane's face, loving that pleasure drunk expression, that not so subtle submission he gave Adrian. "Good," he whispered and licked at Kane's ear, his fingers finding his lips to press between them. It was like he couldn't be inside of him enough, wanted to feel him and taste him as much as possible and then some, feel his tongue caress his fingers, feel his moans as much as he heard them. The way Kane was grinding back against him was sending him in a happy tailspin and he stayed still for a moment before pushing in to meet him, grinding his own hips against him and taking charge again.
Kane grunted as he closed his lips around Adrian’s fingers, immediately licking and sucking on them like they were another cock. He loved tasting any part of this man, and being filled with Adrian from both ends made him feel even more melty inside. He gave a whiny grunt as Adrian pushed deeper, his cock flexing against the bed. How had he lived without this for so long? It wasn’t even just the physical pleasure or their electric chemistry -- Adrian gave him so much more than that, and he so often seemed to know exactly what Kane wanted and needed. They were more connected than he’d ever thought he could be with someone, and he actually felt safe letting go of control with him. Maybe that was crazy with their history, but having that trust was more of a relief than he could describe. Adrian was unknotting things in his soul. And goddamn, did he know how to fuck him.
Adrian could practically feel him coming undone and it made him wish he could wind around him, fill him up in every possible way, cover him from head to toe like a constrictor boa to make him feel completely owned and helpless. Adrian knew he would never hurt him, he hadn't even wanted to when he had good reason to and was all pumped up on supernatural power, it made these crazy impulses less scary because if he hadn't killed him back then, he sure as hell wouldn't hurt him now. Kane was his and he loved him, yearned for him, craved him in ways he hadn't thought possible. "I wish I'd seen you last night," he murmured against Kane's ear and while he hadn't wanted that the night before, it was easy to pretend in the safety and comfort of the next day. "I'd have taught you a lesson about stalking people." Like how stalking paid off if his imaginary lesson was any example. He was far enough gone in his arousal that imagining dragging Kane to a public bathroom at his sister's wedding was just hot and not terrifying and he kind of liked imagining giving Kane an angry glare while instructing him on where to go and what to do.
He had entertained similar fantasies, of course, intermingled with all the angst around the idea of Adrian enjoying his normal life without Kane. He didn’t want to think about all that insecure bullshit at the moment, much more interested in picturing Adrian taking him somewhere private to ‘punish’ him ... a lot like he was doing now, only maybe against a wall instead. He knew the reality would’ve been much different, but that didn’t matter when Adrian was balls deep inside of him and his body was singing with hot pleasure. Kane wanted to babble, tell Adrian that he couldn’t stay away from him, how obsessed he was, thinking about him day and night, but his mouth was full, so he just moaned helplessly and sucked harder at Adrian’s fingers. He teased the tips with his tongue, still wantonly pushing back against Adrian’s thrusts, more out of pure greed than any desire for control. Kane just couldn’t get enough of him.
"Think you would've liked it a little too much," Adrian murmured with a little grin. It didn't last long, his face wanted to go slack and his mind wanted to go blank save for just the input he was getting from Kane. He always got so greedy when they fucked, he wanted that tongue to tease his cock but it also felt so good to fuck him, it made him wish he had two cocks in some anatomically impossible way, he just always wanted more of this man. He did enjoy the way Kane's moan vibrated against his fingers and he slowly probed and stroked his mouth, imitating fucking it, long fingers pressing down against Kane's tongue. "You ready for more?" he murmured because he was starting to crave more friction and more noise, to fuck Kane until he was howling with pain-pleasure.
“Uh huh, please,” Kane mumbled around Adrian’s fingers. He arched his back to try and draw him in even deeper just to emphasize his answer, filled with the same cravings. He wanted Adrian to take him in the most carnal sense, to fuck them both into total mindless pleasure until they were sweaty and spent. He’d lusted after people plenty of times in his life, but it had never felt like this, like a bone-deep need for one specific person. Love was a crazy thing, he was really finding out. He moved his head to take Adrian’s fingers deep enough to gag him a little, then pulled back to lick them clean.
Feeling him gag on his fingers sent a pleasant throb through Adrian's stomach and it wasn't the first - or the last - time he got that so wrong but so hot feeling with Kane. He groaned at the enthusiasm and ran a wet finger along the curve of Kane's upper lip before shifting his position, bracing himself on the bed for more leverage and sinking his teeth into the soft spot between Kane's shoulder and neck. He'd been very generous with the lube so it was easy to pick up the speed, the pleasure of it making his brain go blank save for sparks of pleasure and some very dark thoughts about Kane's body, the kind that probably would have made him uncomfortable if he wasn't in the heights of his arousal. He could feel the pressure building as he fucked him but unlike Kane, he was fine with going on even after he came so he wasn't too worried about coming first. That said, he wanted it to be Kane, wanted to feel him lose control and pull Adrian down with him.
Kane couldn’t think about first or second or what would happen after or anything except how it felt to be held down by Adrian’s body and teeth and his plunging cock. As the thrusts built in intensity and force, he started getting louder, each harsh exhale punctuated by a short grunt. The head of Adrian’s cock hit him in the perfect spot to make him feel like his balls were going to burst, and Kane turned his head straight again and sank his teeth into his own forearm to muffle the sounds he couldn’t stop. It was such a good-frustrating feeling -- his body was already soaked in pleasure, but there was only enough friction against his cock to tease him and make him leak like crazy. Kane had only had a couple of prostate-only orgasms in his life, and the way the pressure inside of him built in waves and waves was a little overwhelming. Nothing in him wanted to stop, though -- even if it started to hurt, he wanted Adrian to keep going, keep fucking him like he owned his entire being, because he did. He groaned and whined as the pummeling went on, shifting restlessly under Adrian and relishing the way it made his teeth dig deeper into Kane’s shoulder.
Sometimes Adrian thought he could come just from listening to Kane when he got like this, he probably couldn't come without some touch but it was easy to imagine when every sound seemed to go straight to his cock then branching out to the rest of his body like lightning. It was hard to tell if it was pleasure or pain at times and Adrian didn't care, if Kane wanted him to stop, he'd make him stop. Or would he? Would he just swallow down his discomfort because it was for Adrian? The idea should have repulsed him but it didn't, it just filled him with more possessive feelings and a weird sense of righteous entitlement. He would take it for Kane, it felt only fair that Kane would take it for him. "Don't come yet," he groaned breathlessly when he felt himself get closer to the edge, those dark thoughts doing nothing to discourage his body from finding its way. "Got plans for you."
It was a promise and a threat wrapped up together in just a few velvety words and Kane’s stomach rolled pleasantly to hear that Adrian had plans for him, that he wanted more out of him than just this. Adrian’s voice sounded so fucking sexy near his ear, sending a fresh shudder down his spine. All he could do was whine some affirmative sound, words were beyond him at the moment. It would take them a while to coax an orgasm out of his body without any real stimulation to his cock, so it sounded like Adrian just wanted to torture him. Kane was good with that, mindlessly greedy for anything and everything his man had to give him, or take from him. He’d said ‘whatever you want,’ after all, and he tried not to go back on his word. Discomfort, pain, the tearing of bloody flesh between those strong teeth ... he would take it all, and then beg for more.
If Adrian could read minds he probably would have gone off right then and there, hearing Kane's thoughts. They mirrored his own savage feelings so well, violent and beautiful only as long as they didn't come true. He lasted a little longer as it was, the intense curiosity of whether Kane would last finally fading from his mind as his orgasm gripped him and erased pretty much everything else momentarily as it sent him spiraling. He thrusted fast a few times before pushing in deep and letting himself go, his body spasming, his moans muffled by Kane's neck. It was so tempting to bite in harder just then, to use the full force of his jaws, but he was already biting hard enough to leave a mark and that was satisfying on its own. For a brief second he almost changed his mind on what he wanted to do next, Kane really had that effect on him, but he pulled back eventually and slowly eased his cock out of his lover's body. "Turn around," he said breathlessly as he tried to find his balance on his knees again.
Having Adrian’s body so close to his and his teeth dug in meant Kane felt every twitch and harsh breath against his skin, and it was almost like coming himself. Adrian was positively radiating pleasure, and it made Kane’s insides throb like it was his own. He got no relief from it though, just more hot pressure in his balls. He was breathing hard too, another set of teeth marks in his arm by the time Adrian released him and pulled back. Kane let out a soft whimper when Adrian’s cock left him, not liking that immediate empty sensation. He did as he was told, turning himself over with a bit of effort. His body felt shaky and exerted, even though he’d just been laying on his stomach. Kane looked up at Adrian and wet his lips, his gaze lingering on the glistening of his slick cock. It was so tempting to touch himself, to wrap his hand around his straining erection. Kane thought he could probably get himself off in a few seconds, just drinking in that sight. But Adrian had plans for him, so he just rubbed at Adrian’s thighs instead, anticipation in his stare.
If Adrian thought for a second Kane would last any longer, he might have been tempted to climb on top of him and ride him to another orgasm but that wasn't his plan and he was pretty sure a simple touch might set Kane off. His cock was so hard it looked painful, throbbing and glistening with precum, it made Adrian's mouth water. "Fuck, you're hard," he murmured happily, steeped in post-orgasmic bliss and feeling warm and sated. It'd only be minutes - if that long - before Kane joined him in the state so he let himself admire his current situation, the hunger in his eyes, the strained self restraint as he didn't touch himself. Adrian especially noted that because it was obvious he wanted to - but he didn't, because Adrian was in control. It filled him with smug satisfaction but appreciation as well and he shuffled backwards a bit, ducking down to press little kisses on Kane's abdomen. "You ready to come?" he murmured with a glance up at Kane's face before he gently took his cock between his lips, mindful of how sensitive it was as he let it glide deeper.
It felt like a huge understatement -- Kane felt beyond hard, like he could crack glass with his dick and never go soft again. It was hard not to squirm under Adrian’s attention, and for a second he thought he would be asked to put on a show for him. What he seemed to have in mind was ten times better though. Kane lifted his head a bit to watch where he was going, his teeth scraping over his bottom lip. “Holy shit,” he whispered when Adrian’s mouth touched his cock. It was distracting enough that he forgot the question for a second. If Adrian kept that up, it wouldn’t matter if he was ready or not, it was definitely going to happen fast. “Yeah,” he added, his fingers brushing over Adrian’s shoulder to the back of his neck. “If you’re ready to let me.” He didn’t know if Adrian was still feeling all dominant now that he was sated, but it was still fun to let him stay in charge. Kane drew in a shakier breath as he was drawn deeper, his cock pulsing a little between Adrian’s lips.
Adrian was honestly surprised Kane had the control to hold back and ask for permission, it was admirable and hot as hell and he hummed his consent as he took Kane deeper and actually started using his mouth to suck and caress his cock. He didn't need this to last, didn't feel particularly sadistic either so there was no need to keep Kane waiting - though for a second it was tempting to make him ask nicely. He tucked that idea away for later, feeling too content and sated to really be cruel about anything. Now he just wanted Kane to feel good too, he only wished he could keep fucking him while he did.
The sudden rush of renewed pleasure made his head spin a bit, and Kane exhaled something that was supposed to be a string of curses, but they came out mushy. His fingers pressed harder against Adrian’s neck as a shudder ran through his body. It only took a handful of bobs of Adrian’s head before Kane’s breath caught and he groaned sharply. “Fuck ... yeah, just --” he started to moan, but then Adrian’s tongue swiped the exact right spot to send him flying. With a strained cry, Kane’s hips bucked and he throbbed in Adrian’s mouth. It felt more than good, it was intense and incredible and he lost all sense of anything but pleasure for a few blissful moments.
And Adrian swallowed, gripping Kane's hips as he sucked him to completion then gently lapped at his cock to clean him up, listening for any sign of discomfort as he took his time. God he loved making his large body come undone, loved the way it still shivered under his touch, an occasional tremor stronger than the rest. He knew the sounds Kane made so well now because they often played in his head even when he was alone and had time to be distracted. They'd lived in his head those nights when he slept alone and had to take care of himself but he didn't have to do that anymore and the realization constantly caught him unaware. It was just too good to take for granted. When he felt like maybe too much licking would start to get uncomfortable, he raised his head, his tongue trailing along Kane's cock one more time as he did. He looked him over, satisfaction and love in his eyes. "Hey," he murmured with a lazy smile. "You okay up there?"
Kane rode that hazy cloud of bliss while Adrian carried him through all those lovely little aftershocks, his breathing still unsteady and his body twitching whenever Adrian’s lips slid over his sensitive head. It all felt so fucking good, though. Finally his body started to unclench and melt into the mattress instead. His head felt too heavy to lift and look, but Kane could hear the affection in Adrian’s tone, and it just made his core feel even warmer. His hand found Adrian’s head and he caressed the side of it, fingers brushing over soft hair and that big scar he loved so well. “Fuckin’ fantastic,” Kane mumbled. He tugged lightly on Adrian’s ear. “C’mere.” Kane wanted to kiss him, snuggle up close, but it felt like all the strength had left his body, so he needed Adrian to come to him.
Adrian didn't mind being the one doing all the moving for now, he felt more energized than exhausted by the sex and Kane looked adorably fucked out so cuddling him felt only natural. He moved to straddle his hips and stretch his body out on top of him, pressing little kisses along his jaw as he settled down in a way that was hopefully comfortable for both of them. "Morning," he murmured playfully before kissing his lips, settling some of his weight down on him to spare his knees. "You gonna go back to sleep now?" He imagined fucking him again to 'reset him' and grinned to himself before peppering more kisses along his jaw.
He felt like he would be comfortable in any position as long as Adrian was close, and Kane’s hands moved with him to pat his body here and there, every movement still a little slow and lazy. “Morning,” Kane murmured with a twitch of a smile. Passing out again was tempting, but he didn’t quite want to do that. It felt like wasted time, since Adrian would have to leave eventually. “Nah, m’up. Just ... kinda relaxed right now, wonder why.” He snickered a bit and turned his head to catch Adrian’s mouth with his own again. “I love you,” he mumbled against those soft lips. It seemed like a vast understatement, considering how he felt in the moment, but there really weren’t words for the depth of feeling he had for this man. Kane just hoped Adrian felt it as much as he did.
Adrian could feel it, it was in the tone of Kane's voice, the steady beat of his heart and the general vibe he was giving. How could he not feel loved? "I love you," he echoed with the emphasis on 'you', his lips curling into another little smile between kisses. "Might've fucked you awake but it felt like too much effort rolling you over," he said, half joking. "This was good though." He almost asked if it was, but he didn't need to, Kane looked as blissed out as Adrian felt and the whole vibe between them was warm and good. "Maybe next time," he added cheekily, brushing his fingers along Kane's jaw as he kissed him again.
Kane huffed an amused breath through his nose, imagining a sleepy and whiny Adrian trying to roll him while he was passed out cold. It probably wouldn’t have been that hard for him, Adrian was strong even without the extra wendigo juice, but it was funny in his head. It also made his stomach flutter a bit with anticipation. “Maybe,” he murmured in between kisses, his hands sliding lazily up and down Adrian’s sides. “M’good with that.” The way Adrian had woken him up this time had been gradual and fantastic, but Kane knew he wouldn’t mind something a little more aggressive either. “You can fuck me pretty much anytime. M’fuckin’ shameless for you.” Which Adrian already knew, of course, but Kane didn’t mind reminding him. He’d never been so unbothered by someone in his life knowing him so thoroughly, pathetic parts and all ... though Kane supposed he’d never really had it before, not like this.
"Mmm, shameless," Adrian murmured approvingly but he knew damn well he was just as bad. "I don't know where I'd be without you," he added after a moment's thought, his voice softer, more earnest. He meant it too, sure he'd probably be 'okay' but he was pretty sure he'd just be going through the motions, feeling like a monster, feeling like he could never find love or genuine joy again. Kane had filled up a void in him and even if he'd barely been aware of it before, he knew it made an impact on every facet of his life. In accepting his monstrous side, Kane had made him feel more human.
His lips curled just a bit as he gazed into Adrian’s pretty dark eyes. It touched him so deeply when he said shit like that, and Kane could clearly feel that he meant it. He wasn’t quite sure that Adrian would be too bad off without him on the outside, but he very intimately understood how their relationship had changed their lives. It had done the same for him, put color back into everything and made him feel hope for the first time in a long time. “I’ve never been this happy,” Kane whispered slowly. “So I think we’d both be worse off.” It was the only thing that made the guilt from what he’d done bearable.
Adrian believed him and maybe it was shallow, but it felt like it meant more because Kane sure as hell had had more lovers than he had. Adrian had no idea how many but Adrian was his love and that was big. "Agreed," he confirmed and kissed him again. There were still things that weighed on him but they were his own personal demons that he would have to handle. Whatever he had with Kane felt perfect and coming to his apartment always felt like an escape somehow, a shelter from the world. "So, what do you want to do today?" he asked, wiggling a bit on top of him. "I need to get up soon, bathroom and all but I have no plans but to hang out with you."
The wiggle drew Kane’s hands to Adrian’s ass for a squeeze and he grinned faintly, his chest full of warmth. He still had no idea how this would all go, how long it would last, if one of them would get scared and run at any point. It didn’t feel like it now, but things could go sideways at any time, his gut told him. He had a talent for fucking everything up, after all. Adrian wasn’t the only one with personal demons, and part of Kane was holding its breath for the inevitable day those demons didn’t play nicely together. It probably wasn’t going to be today though, and this moment was a good one. “Hmmm,” he mused, still smirking faintly. “I could keep you in bed all day ...” Kane patted his ass, as he tried to think through their limited outdoor options. “We could go swim again ... you all settled in over there? Need to shop or anything?”
Adrian still needed a lot of things for his place but shopping was the last thing he wanted to do today. Swimming sounded good however and he made a little 'ooh' sound, arching his brows at the suggestion. "It's supposed to be nice out today," he said but it could be awful out there for all he knew, all safe here in the bubble of Kane's room. With the wedding coming up, he had been paying attention to the forecast though and Sunday had looked nice and mild. "I like swimming with you," he said contently. "But I also like lounging in bed with you." He tittered, knowing full well they probably couldn't do that all day - it took strong bones to endure that kind of laziness but they were both pretty strong so... It was still an option. "We could go swim, get some food on the way back and then lounge in bed for the rest of the day. Or the couch. I'm not picky."
Doing something in the sunshine, just the two of them, did sound like the best option. Definitely better than roaming through a grocery store or whatever other store Adrian might need for his apartment. Shopping together had been enjoyable when they’d done it though, and Kane was starting to think that just being around Adrian made even the mundane boring shit of life more bearable. He could only imagine how good it would be if they were out in the open and able to interact like they did behind closed doors. It was what it was for now though, and Kane smiled up at his man. “Sounds perfect,” he murmured before his smile turned a bit more cheeky. “You gotta get off of me first though, hate to break it to you.” His arms slid around Adrian’s lower back to prevent that, to bait him into a bit of a wrestle before they actually got up.
"Do I gotta?" Adrian whined playfully because he was damn comfortable right where he was and kissing Kane was delightful. In an alternative reality where he didn't have any physical needs, this was what he'd be doing every waking hour of the day. But there were those pesky physical needs and he reluctantly pushed himself off Kane - only after one more kiss - and moved to sit at the edge of the bed. "If it was any other Sunday, I'd be getting dragged to mass," he murmured. "I'm so thankful for the wedding yesterday." He shot Kane a little grin over his shoulder. "Means I can just lounge with you all day."
Kane let him go without a struggle, but not without a firmer smack to one asscheek, then sat up himself. He stretched his arms up with a soft groan, feeling his spine and shoulders crackle with the movement. He was obviously getting old, ugh. “Church every Sunday?” Kane said and pulled a face. His own mother nudged him to go to church whenever they talked ... or, well, she used nudge. If there was any coherence left in her, he was sure she was still hoping he would take her advice and save his soul or whatever. Kane didn’t really think such a thing was possible. “You really believe any of that stuff anymore? Or just go to make your mom happy?” It wasn’t an accusing question, more curious than anything. They hadn’t really ever talked about God or religion, Kane wasn’t even sure where Adrian stood on it all. He scooted to the edge of the bed to sit next to him.
Adrian pulled a face, something halfway between a grimace and a smile, then shrugged and shook his head. That was about as good of an answer as he had to give since he still struggled with religion a bit. Did he believe in it? No. All his logical wiring said it was nonsense and if it wasn't nonsense then he didn't want to believe in such a cruel god. But he'd been brought up in the faith and he knew it still had its clutches in him, guilt and fear all simmering under the surface, some desperate plea for forgiveness while he wouldn't ever be able to forgive God himself. He felt self centered about it too; hadn't he already seen so much human suffering before the incident? It hit different when it was his life and his friends that got steamrolled over and if he really thought about it, hadn't he kind of stopped believing a long time ago? Was that why all his friends were dead? "I know there's magic and monsters out there, if there's a God too then he's pretty... lame." That didn't really grasp all of his feelings about his religion, but it was an okay start.
That was a vast understatement and barely an opinion, and Kane wondered a bit if that was all the church training against criticism, or if Adrian was feeling him out. He didn’t look super comfortable with the subject. “If he’s like they say, he’s a fucking monster,” Kane murmured, slightly lifting one shoulder. “I know there’s ... something else. Somewhere else we go. I see it happen. But if there’s anybody behind it or if that’s just how it’s all set up ...” He waved one hand vaguely. “I don’t fuckin’ know. I think all churches are full of shit though, and they just want your money.” He tried to sound more matter of fact than judgmental about it, since he knew Adrian had been raised in it. His own mother had tried to some degree, but his father had never bought into it, so they’d never done church as a family, just random visits when she could bribe him to go. “Not that you asked me,” he added with a little huff.
"I think you're right," Adrian replied and it felt good to hear someone else say it. He didn't really talk about religion much to anyone except for his mother and he sure as hell never brought up the subject himself. This felt weirdly validating. "It's an abusive system that makes you think any bad thing that happens to you is somehow your fault. You didn't pray hard enough, you had sinful thoughts, heaven forbid you jerked off..." He huffed with disgust and then reached over to take Kane's hand, tangling their fingers together. "It's hard to shake it when it's been drilled into you for decades. Did you... Were you raised with any religion?" He hadn't asked but Kane had opened the door now so it felt safe. He was at best agnostic and Adrian could relate to that.
Kane squeezed his fingers and rubbed his thumb over Adrian’s knuckles, a little surprised and touched by the gesture. He’d read quite a few books and watched debates and lectures about religion, it was a topic Kane felt like he knew pretty thoroughly. He mostly lurked on forums and message boards, but he knew it was widely discussed on the internet, so it didn’t really occur to him that Adrian had nobody to talk to about it. He’d had more pressing things going on for years though, so it made sense. “It sells a solution to a problem it created, like a lot of good cons,” Kane agreed almost gently. It made his heart go out to young Adrian, sitting in the pews being told he was an abomination every week and that his god hated him. No wonder he was scared to come out to his religious mother. “My mom tried to get us to church, she did for a while when I was a kid and Bailey was a baby. But I quit going at like ... nine? And my dad thought it was all horseshit, so he didn’t back her up and make me. Maybe the one good thing he did for me.”
Adrian couldn't help the laugh that escaped him at the thought of saying no to going to church at the tender age of nine. He hadn't even said no during his rebellious teenage years! It wasn't until college that he had a very legit excuse not to attend being in a whole other area and all. "Nine," he echoed with some awe. "How'd your mom take it?" He asked and decided the less he said about Kane's dad, the better. He grinned softly and added, "You little heathen." It was affectionate, some admiration there for something he couldn't ever do. He was thirty-two now, he should be old enough to say no to going to church but it was never about obedience, it was about keeping the peace and making people happy.
Sometimes it was glaringly obvious that they had been raised in completely different ways, and now was one of those times. The heathen comment made him grin a little, but it was kind of short lived as Kane shrugged and gave the honest answer. “She was upset, but she always shut up when my dad told her to. I can only remember her bringing it up a couple other times.” Joel Owen had ruled their household with an iron fist, and everybody did what he said. Until Kane got old enough to start rebelling, that was. Then there were lots of fights with that iron fist. “For a while after it started, I thought the reaping was like a punishment from God,” he went on, not really wanting to dwell on his father either. “I don’t think so anymore, but ... yeah. Do you get anything out of it now? Church?”
"Nah, it all sounds like bullshit and hypocrisy," Adrian sighed. "Which makes me frustrated with my mom for not seeing it." He wasn't sure what he could say about Kane's misgivings about what he was, how could he tell him he was wrong when he himself believed a lot of the shit that had happened to him was because he was a sinner? Just another layer of hypocrisy, being easy on others for the same thing he was hard on himself for. "I'm trying to just... let go of it all. But it's everywhere, in everything. I'm pretty sure Mila's not religious anymore either, we never talk about God but with everything she's been through..." He never had any idea how to navigate Kane's past, it was so wildly different from his own, so violent and awful in the one place that should have been safe for him; home. Even when Kane didn't say so explicitly, his father's violence was always clear. It reminded Adrian of the Lucases whose family dynamic had always spooked him as a kid and it was a damn miracle anyone survived a childhood like that.
Kane tried to imagine talking about religion with Bailey and it was almost laughable. Maybe they would do better at that than small talk, but he wasn’t sure they would ever get past the tight arguments they always seemed to get into. It made him sad and lowkey jealous of Adrian and Mila’s relationship. Maybe they didn’t talk about God, but they were close and they supported each other. Kane had felt really alone for a long time, and he was so goddamn tired of it. He wanted to make things better with his sister, but he had no idea where to start. Their mother was about to die and he could only hope that didn’t put even more distance between them. “I got no idea what Bailey believes,” he muttered. “We barely talk about anything and we fight a lot, so we don’t have those kinda conversations. She’s pretty cynical though, so it would surprise me if she had faith in anything.” Kane tried to shake those thoughts off, bringing Adrian’s hand up to press his lips against the knuckles. “Well we got a godless heathen zone here, so it ain’t everywhere,” he murmured, smirking softly as he nudged his fingers with his nose.
"My shelter in the storm," Adrian all but purred at him, automatically smiling despite the heavy subject because Kane was just being too damn cute. It wasn't hard to admit that Kane's sister intimidated him, she knew what had happened between them and she didn't like Adrian. Hell, maybe she still hated him, Adrian didn't really know. He wasn't used to people hating him, most people tended to like him just fine or at worst, be indifferent to him. And then there was Bailey, a cynical cop from a dysfunctional family who - if this whole thing worked out with him and Kane - was bound to be some kind of family to him too. The thought was borderline insane. "What do you guys fight about?" he asked softly. Me. No, he wasn't so self centered to think that was all Bailey was pissed off about, these were two complicated people with a very shattered past, maybe they fought about nothing at all, all the time.
That was kind of a huge question and Kane gave a humorless chuckle as he let their hands drop. “Probably never what we actually need to fight about,” he answered after a moment, glancing over at Adrian’s face. “There's just always this ... tension. There’s quite a few years between us, and I had to leave her behind when I left home. I think she felt abandoned, and it made her hate me, and honestly I can’t blame her. So y’know ... words get heated fast, suddenly we’re fighting about stupid shit but it’s really the past. ... and you sometimes, she thinks I’m an idiot for having anything to do with you.” He looked a little sheepish and apologetic about that. “She doesn’t get it. But she’s trying to get over it, I think.”
"I don't blame her," Adrian replied gently and gave Kane's hand a squeeze. "At least she hasn't come after me like I did with Aaron. I attacked him when I came home, I can't remember if I already told you. I thought he hurt Mila, you know in a 'it's always the boyfriend' kinda thing... Man, I was wrong." He knew he'd never be able to make it up to him but Aaron didn't seem to care, he was too damn good for this world it seemed. "People were talking, blaming him for her going missing, I was a little unstable. Understatement of the year. So yeah, kudos to your sister for not hunting me down. We're all just... super well adjusted grown ups, I guess." He huffed softly and leaned in against his man. "For what it's worth, you make me feel like everything's fine."
Kane didn’t really recall if Adrian had told him that either, because he’d told him other horrible stuff that outshined it, but it did give him a little hope. Adrian and Aaron were good friends now, so maybe Adrian and Bailey could be tolerant acquaintances in the future. In-laws under truce. Something like that. He chuckled faintly and returned the pressure of the lean, letting his head clunk against Adrian’s. “You make everything better than it’s ever been for me,” he murmured. “Guess all our cracks line up just right.” Kane knew that most people wouldn’t fully understand them, family or no, but nothing had ever felt so right to him. “I would’ve hunted him down too,” he added, his lips twitching up. “Just means you’re a good brother.”
Adrian nodded and tried to internalize that because he did feel like shit about it. Only for a moment though before he smirked and let himself be juvenile for a second. "Our cracks do align just right," he said cheekily. "And not just our cracks." Yes, it was a sex joke but he could still apply it to so many other things, being with Kane was like a soothing balm on his scars, they both had trauma and so Adrian didn't feel like his was a burden. Sometimes around other people he felt like he was bleeding all over them or something, the way they were cautious around him, the curious stares, the concern that he might snap - the concern that maybe he wasn't as innocent in his friends' fate as the police had declared him to be. Kane knew the whole truth and he'd been through so much shit himself, it was easy to just be with him. So he made a joke now and wagged his eyebrows at Kane, but there was an underlying warmth there, laced with gratitude.
He had to laugh and rolled his eyes, leaning away to playfully ruffle and push Adrian’s head with his free hand. “Pervert,” Kane accused with obvious appreciation. He could sense the subtext, and he felt the same. He’d never felt so seen and understood. Even if Adrian had the idyllic childhood Kane had been denied, he’d been through plenty of truly harrowing shit. Trauma wasn’t a competition, but there was definitely a deeper level of connection and understanding between them because of it. Maybe even more so because of the trauma they’d inflicted on each other. Fights to the death were intimate acts too. Kane leaned in again to catch Adrian’s lips in a kiss before he moved to stand up. “Come on, idiot. Coffee, swimming, then I’m bringing you back to fuck your brains out.”
Now that was a promise that could get a man going and Adrian laughed, warmed by the gentle playfighting. "Okay, asshole," he drawled, giving Kane an appreciative look-over before he got up to join him. Swimming sounded so amazing that it was easy to ignore the fear that there'd be other people there. It had been fine last time but who knew how long something good like that would last. He lightly slapped Kane's ass a few times with both hands, almost rhythmically, then wound his arms around him from behind. "Thanks for telling me stuff," he murmured. "I don't... ask often, I don't wanna bring up some shit for you 'cause I know what that's like. Doesn't mean I don't wanna know."
The butt-drumming was ridiculously cute and Kane was grinning by the time Adrian hugged him. He reached one hand up to curl around Adrian’s forearm, and reached back with the other to caress his bare thigh. It meant a lot to have that acknowledged, enough that the rush of emotion caught him a little off guard. Kane swallowed and nodded a little. “You’re welcome,” he murmured back. “I uh ... don’t talk about much of it to anybody else, so ... thanks for hearing me.” After another second he turned to face Adrian, slipping arms around his waist. Kane pulled him in firmly and kissed him for a moment, then met his eyes again. “You could completely wreck me with a flick of your wrist, you know that, right?” he asked. It was true and terrifying but it didn’t feel like it could be any other way.
"I know, you're so soft," Adrian replied deadpan because Kane was anything but. He knew what he meant though and while he was sure Kane knew the feeling was mutual it was still worth repeating. "That goes both ways, so let's try not to destroy each other, okay? I'm in your hands too." There were so many ways they could ruin each other, physically, mentally, emotionally, socially. Adrian felt like he should be more afraid but the only consistent fear he had was that of losing Kane. "You've got me all fucked up already," he murmured with a faint smile before kissing Kane again, caressing his face gently, tracing his fingertips over his sharp angles.
From Kane’s angle it looked like Adrian had more of a safety net to fall into -- family and friends who would take care of him if he needed it. All Kane really had was Bailey, who would probably call him an idiot and kick dirt in his face if he was laid low from a breakup. Maybe that was too cynical a thought, but he definitely didn’t feel supported. It was true that he could shake up some of Adrian’s support if he outed him to his family, but Kane really doubted it would completely crumble the way Adrian was so afraid of. What the fuck did he know, though? “Mm, mutually assured destruction, sounds hot,” he mumbled against Adrian’s lips in between kisses. Kane huffed softly and gave him a squeeze, wondering idly if Adrian knew how much he melted when he touched his face like that. “You’re cute when you’re all fucked up, so ...” Kane grinned a little.
"Yeah?" Adrian tittered and rubbed their noses together. "So are you." He couldn't imagine leaving Kane and giving all this up. Of course he knew that life tended to throw them curve balls and this wasn't something he could be sure of, but he felt so absolutely certain of it now. He wanted to be with this man until he died - if he was even capable of dying anymore. It was just one of the many things he didn't really want to think about, the future with all its twists and turns and potential horrors. He wanted to hang onto this for as long as he could and he couldn't imagine anything that might push him to break Kane's heart. In his worst case scenarios, it was always Kane who left him. "Make me wanna fuck you up all the time," he teased. "In a good way, of course." Nothing was better than seeing that blissed out look on Kane's face during sex, except the sex itself.