Holland arches a brow again and just sighs, βSuch stubbornness,β but he steals a deeper kiss just then; a biting, hungry, needful thing laced with affection that only Kell will understand.
But when he breaks away from it with a little hum of approval, he licks Kells bottom lip and and slips a rolled handkerchief into his mouth, tying it behind his head.
βBe a good boy,β he says, kissing his forehead and then pushes him back onto the cot, enjoying the way he sprawls against it. For a moment he has the mind to imagine Kell like this, but on soft sheets and a bed that could fit at least three. Tied up and needy in a way that had nothing to do with escape.
He moves to stand and finally rids himself of his own pants, but the belt he holds onto; looping it one way and then another before his gaze steadies on Kells face, βHold your hands out.β
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Date: 2020-05-11 04:26 am (UTC)From:But when he breaks away from it with a little hum of approval, he licks Kells bottom lip and and slips a rolled handkerchief into his mouth, tying it behind his head.
βBe a good boy,β he says, kissing his forehead and then pushes him back onto the cot, enjoying the way he sprawls against it. For a moment he has the mind to imagine Kell like this, but on soft sheets and a bed that could fit at least three. Tied up and needy in a way that had nothing to do with escape.
He moves to stand and finally rids himself of his own pants, but the belt he holds onto; looping it one way and then another before his gaze steadies on Kells face, βHold your hands out.β