Moving his hand down the length of Kells back, Holland hums in approval and curls over to cage him against the side of the tub, both of his own hands bracing himself on either side.
"Then you may have it," he pressed in harder, starting to move quicker inside of him because he could, "All of it."
They were in the same boat after all (so to speak)--both wanted the other and couldn't explain why they wanted it so much.
Kell inhales as the other moves over him, feeling his weight, the way his body seems to completely surround him as he takes him. His hands gripped harder to the side of the bath as the other started to move in quicker.
"Thank you, Daddy," he moans as he rocks back into each thrust as best he could. His body took him so easily this time, already slick, already stretched out for him. There's a high in that.
It's so good, too. The ease of it all. The slosh of the water around the tub; it isn't enough to arc over the edge but enough to be worth the noise it makes.
Absently, he fits his teeth over the mark again, teasing his teeth back into the wounds he had already made; testing for a reaction in it.
He could make it deeper. Make it scar for real, not just a ghost of shiny white flesh.
Kell gasps when the other's mouth covered the bite mark. He bit down on his bottom lip and his breath picked up slightly.
"Do it, Daddy, please" he says.
It happens to be that moment that someone else enters the bathroom. If it had been anyone but Rhy, Kell might actually not have noticed right away. But as it is his head jerked in that direction.
"Rhy..." he would have tried to move but in the current position there's no where for him to go.
Holland doesn't freak out over being caught. He's actually quite calm about the whole thing. He doesn't even stop moving just yet but he does meet Rhys eyes over his brothers shoulder.
Now you know.
He reaches into the water and lightly brushes his fingers over Kells length and murmurs a few words before sliding away to give Kell some space; slipping free of his body to stand and grab a towel for around his waist when he steps out onto the mat.
He glances back at Kell and there's some sort of secret in his eyes, an amusement that crosses his face when his gaze slips down towards the others length. He would figure it out for himself soon enough but Hollands attention shifts to Rhy again briefly,"Rhy," then he slips back into the others room to leave them alone for a moment.
Kell is freaking out inside a bit at being found like this with Holland... How much had Rhy heard? He thought about asking him why he didn't knock but that answer is obvious enough. He bit back a noise of protest when the other slips out of him after touching his length... He could sense magic but he didn't understand what had happened just yet.
His eyes follow Holland when the other's eyes moved downward and he's not sure exactly what that glance is for but he's unsatisfied that they didn't get to finish. He's aching to be filled with the other's cock again until he comes.
When Holland had left Rhy does start in with the comments and also the anger at Kell being with Holland and comments about what he had definitely overheard.
A few minutes later, Rhy leaves first and Kell comes out, moving to get dressed and willing his arousal down. He looks longingly toward Holland as he pulls on his pants and reaches for his tunic.
"I want you right now."
But he's pulling on his tunic and reaching for the coat.
In those few minutes, Holland had pulled on his underwear and settled on Kells bed with one of the books he had found. He watched Rhy go, and then watched Kell when he emerged and began getting dressed.
"You will want me for a while," he admitted and went back to the book. He didn't really care what was written there but it was something to do while he waited, "I'll be here when you get back," he added and calmly flipped a page, "we can talk later."
Kell looks over at Holland and his pants feel uncomfortably tight as moves closer. He presses a hungry kiss to the other's lips. "You did something," he accuses gently.
But he has to get going so regardless of what Holland says he heads to the door and tries to ignore how everything in him had him wanting to strip down and beg Holland to touch him. The lingering arousal that's persistent he bites down on his bottom lip to try and focus as he makes his way to Rhy.
The business with Rhy is difficult to get through, Kell shifting uncomfortably and trying to hide the state that he was in but he got a knowing look from Rhy. It's torture and he's all too ready for his time to leave. The time had dragged and he's squirming by the time Rhy lets him go. He hurries back to his quarters, feeling far too hot as he opened the door and started to undress.
Kell had been gone for far too long but Holland had eventually set the book aside and allowed himself to stretch out over the others bed. It still smelled so much like him that Holland hugged the pillow close and smiled faintly.
But eventually Kell had come back. Holland felt him long before he had seen him.
He watched him lazily under heavy lashes and while he didnβt smirk, it was there in his voice, βHow hard was that for you?β
Shifting over onto his side, Holland pillowed his head in his hand and glanced back and forth from Kells length to his face.
βMagic,β was the simple answer. But he murmured something else and run his own fingers over Kells knuckles down to the base of his length, releasing what he had done.
βYou enjoyed being hard for over an hour while in the company of your brother doing...whatever it was you were doing?β That was amusing and if Holland had been anyone but Holland he would have actually laughed.
Without moving, Holland allows Kell to climb over into his lap. And all it takes is one good look at the others length to know how badly he must be aching.
βTake what you want while you can,β he murmurs and slowly looks back up over Kells face. Even his cheeks were still a little flushed.
Both hands roam along thighs and up over the curve of the others hips, up his back and Holland pulls him close.
The kiss was returned and there is a shuddering breath before he leans up to deepen the kiss. He needed it like air. He needed it in order to be able to go home and be away from Kell.
The same magic heβd used on Kell, heβd used on himself for this same reasonβand he murmured a release before he tipped his head back to look up into those mismatched eyes.
One of Kellβs hands rested on the otherβs chest as the other buries in
Hollandβs dark hair, curling slightly as he rocks his hips against the
other. He presses his lips over the bite heβd made on the others shoulder.
βI need you too,β Kell says without hesitation, though thereβs less
confidence in his actions than his words when he reaches down to grab
Hollandβs cock at the base, shifting and pressing the tip against his
entrance. The ring of muscle contracts and then loosens again.
Then he lowers down, a curse under his breath as he sinks into the others
cock. βFuck, Daddy,β he moans.
And he focuses on this and not how much he dreads dawn when Holland will
have to return to his London.
Dawn will quickly approach the moment this is finished, but until then it feels like they have forever. If someone had asked him years ago if he had any interest, in this way, in the Red London Antari--he would have said no. Not because there wasn't a certain appeal to him that others didn't but because they belonged to two different worlds. Two different everythings. And still they were more alike than anyone else ever could be (save for Delilah.)
Holland watched Kell move, grasping his cock in his hand and guiding it where he wanted it. Watched the way he sank down over him, thighs trembling slightly under his hands from the effort. The curse that went straight through his bones and made everything inside of him ache.
Both hands smoothed firmly along Kells thighs; massaging up and then down, up again and he realized suddenly that this was a very dangerous game they were playing. Magic was a wild thing. It came with a cost and it sometimes didn't do what you wanted it to. It was why Holland had practiced so much control all of his life. But he could deny the way things inside of him sparked differently with Kell than they had with anyone else he had ever been with.
....we're a storm waiting to happen...
Reaching up he dragged Kells face down to his own and moaned into a deeper kiss once he had claimed his mouth again. He wasn't gentle. Didn't have to be. But there was a subtle affection there if Kell knew what to look for. A desperation in the way his hips rolled to get him moving, the way his cock pulsed heavily inside of him, the way his tongue tasted him for all he could.
Kell knew that everything between them had the potential to be volatile, to have consequences, magic and otherwise. And yet he couldn't stop it. He couldn't stop how much he wants Holland, needs him even. He leans over him, kissing him deeply. He starts to move his hips.
Kell bites at the other's lips as they kiss, given into the deep kiss. He groans as his hands slide over the other's chest now. He already feels so close, so on edge for all that time away from Holland. His hips drops hard on the other's cock, his thighs ache already but he savors every sensation.
Theyβre both so close after being held on the edge for so long. Hollandβs hands fully grope the others backside, spreading him open and guiding him to move quicker.
It didnβt have to be some pretty, sexy thing. He just wanted him so badly that even his fingers curled into the others flesh; pawing at him in some silly desperation.
He didnβt want to leave. He knew he had to. But he didnβt want to.
One hand strayed and stroked Kells cock; restless and hungry for him to come again. Around him. On him. Just...
βBaby boy...β he breathes against his mouth, βFor me...please. One more time.β
The way the other pulled, spreading him further and easing the way he moved
on his cock is beyond sexy. Mint maybe anything Holland could do would have
that affect on him. His breathing is heavy as Holland breaks the kiss
enough to talk.
And he canβt deny him anything at all.
βYes daddy,β he moans, because between him filling him up and stroking his
aching cock thereβs no holding back. He cries out louder, trying to not cal
out his name or daddy too loudly this time. He pressed all the way down,
his body clenching and milking around the others cocknas he spilled himself
between their bodies.
To be honest, that title was never something he'd ever even considered having or enjoying. Maybe he wouldn't like it spilling from anyone else's lips, though, either. Maybe it was just because Kell was Kell and despite being a grown adult with more power than most people would ever be blessed with--sometimes he still saw the young boy with bright mismatched eyes so excited to see someone else like him. The image kicked so many gears into motion and sometimes Holland had a hard time understanding himself because of them.
He'd never wanted to protect Kell before. He never cared enough. But things had shifted at some point, probably a little even before that stupid ship. Before he was imprisoned. Or maybe it had been that exact moment. The moment when Kell got between him and them, despite being so angry with him himself.
The words slipped into his ears and swirled around so beautifully that for a moment Holland forgot about what the hell they were doing and was just...watching the others face. It was so soft, and bright, and yet...when lashes parted and he saw the mirror of strength he also felt sort of...safe, too. His mind started down a path that he didn't want it to but was gratefully pulled out of it when Kells body clenched around his cock, fluttering muscles in the most delicious way possible--and it happened too fast but it felt so damn good that he didn't even care if the growling noise he had just made had been louder than he usually allowed.
Pulling him closer, he buried his face in the curve of the others shoulder and just breathed; holding onto him like he was the only real thing in the world at that moment. This was so stupid...he shouldn't feel so...
...calm without trying.
Sated.
Strangely complete.
Time ticked by and he knew it did, he just didn't know how long it had been before he finally lifted his face again and nosed in against Kell.
Kell could have never imagined a scenario in which he would ever like calling someone daddy or being called baby boy or a good boy. From anyone else it would be humiliating and demeaning but somehow it didn't carry that weight when it came to Holland. It's something else entirely. He likes the headspace that it put him into, he likes the feeling of security in it.
This time had gone so fast even after so long of waiting it felt over too soon. As they both came down from the high he let himself be held, pressing his face against the other's skin and he didn't want to move. He didn't want Holland to pull out of him. Everything is just...right. For a minute he forgets that Rhy is livid with him.
His eyes had closed as the high abated further and he tilts his head as the other noses at him.
Holland shook his head faintly but didnβt move otherwise; choosing to rather hold Kell where he was.
Safe. And then reached down to tug the sheet up over his waist just in case someone chose to come barging in again.
βDonβt think about it,β he said and slipped a hand up into the others hair before kissing his forehead, βHe wants me dead even more now, doesnβt he.β
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Date: 2020-05-25 05:38 pm (UTC)From:"Then you may have it," he pressed in harder, starting to move quicker inside of him because he could, "All of it."
They were in the same boat after all (so to speak)--both wanted the other and couldn't explain why they wanted it so much.
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Date: 2020-05-25 05:56 pm (UTC)From:"Thank you, Daddy," he moans as he rocks back into each thrust as best he could. His body took him so easily this time, already slick, already stretched out for him. There's a high in that.
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Date: 2020-05-25 06:22 pm (UTC)From:Absently, he fits his teeth over the mark again, teasing his teeth back into the wounds he had already made; testing for a reaction in it.
He could make it deeper. Make it scar for real, not just a ghost of shiny white flesh.
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Date: 2020-05-25 06:36 pm (UTC)From:"Do it, Daddy, please" he says.
It happens to be that moment that someone else enters the bathroom. If it had been anyone but Rhy, Kell might actually not have noticed right away. But as it is his head jerked in that direction.
"Rhy..." he would have tried to move but in the current position there's no where for him to go.
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Date: 2020-05-25 06:46 pm (UTC)From:Holland doesn't freak out over being caught. He's actually quite calm about the whole thing. He doesn't even stop moving just yet but he does meet Rhys eyes over his brothers shoulder.
Now you know.
He reaches into the water and lightly brushes his fingers over Kells length and murmurs a few words before sliding away to give Kell some space; slipping free of his body to stand and grab a towel for around his waist when he steps out onto the mat.
He glances back at Kell and there's some sort of secret in his eyes, an amusement that crosses his face when his gaze slips down towards the others length. He would figure it out for himself soon enough but Hollands attention shifts to Rhy again briefly,"Rhy," then he slips back into the others room to leave them alone for a moment.
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Date: 2020-05-25 07:15 pm (UTC)From:His eyes follow Holland when the other's eyes moved downward and he's not sure exactly what that glance is for but he's unsatisfied that they didn't get to finish. He's aching to be filled with the other's cock again until he comes.
When Holland had left Rhy does start in with the comments and also the anger at Kell being with Holland and comments about what he had definitely overheard.
A few minutes later, Rhy leaves first and Kell comes out, moving to get dressed and willing his arousal down. He looks longingly toward Holland as he pulls on his pants and reaches for his tunic.
"I want you right now."
But he's pulling on his tunic and reaching for the coat.
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Date: 2020-05-25 08:32 pm (UTC)From:"You will want me for a while," he admitted and went back to the book. He didn't really care what was written there but it was something to do while he waited, "I'll be here when you get back," he added and calmly flipped a page, "we can talk later."
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Date: 2020-05-25 08:44 pm (UTC)From:But he has to get going so regardless of what Holland says he heads to the door and tries to ignore how everything in him had him wanting to strip down and beg Holland to touch him. The lingering arousal that's persistent he bites down on his bottom lip to try and focus as he makes his way to Rhy.
The business with Rhy is difficult to get through, Kell shifting uncomfortably and trying to hide the state that he was in but he got a knowing look from Rhy. It's torture and he's all too ready for his time to leave. The time had dragged and he's squirming by the time Rhy lets him go. He hurries back to his quarters, feeling far too hot as he opened the door and started to undress.
"Daddy..."
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Date: 2020-05-25 08:52 pm (UTC)From:But eventually Kell had come back. Holland felt him long before he had seen him.
He watched him lazily under heavy lashes and while he didnβt smirk, it was there in his voice, βHow hard was that for you?β
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Date: 2020-05-25 09:31 pm (UTC)From:"I couldn't concentrate at all," Kell says as he drops down beside Holland. His fingers went to his cock and he strokes a low whimper escaping him.
"What did you do?"
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Date: 2020-05-25 09:52 pm (UTC)From:βMagic,β was the simple answer. But he murmured something else and run his own fingers over Kells knuckles down to the base of his length, releasing what he had done.
βDid you not like it?β
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Date: 2020-05-25 09:58 pm (UTC)From:"I did like it..." He just feels like he'll die if he doesn't get off soon.
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Date: 2020-05-25 10:55 pm (UTC)From:βYou enjoyed being hard for over an hour while in the company of your brother doing...whatever it was you were doing?β That was amusing and if Holland had been anyone but Holland he would have actually laughed.
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Date: 2020-05-25 11:04 pm (UTC)From:βThatβs not the part I liked,β Kell counters. βThat was torture.β
His hand dropped away from his cock and he shifts to straddle his hips.
βI liked that you did it to me.β
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Date: 2020-05-25 11:07 pm (UTC)From:βTake what you want while you can,β he murmurs and slowly looks back up over Kells face. Even his cheeks were still a little flushed.
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Date: 2020-05-25 11:47 pm (UTC)From:He bites at the other's bottom lip a bit harshly.
"Bite me again."
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Date: 2020-05-26 12:35 am (UTC)From:The kiss was returned and there is a shuddering breath before he leans up to deepen the kiss. He needed it like air. He needed it in order to be able to go home and be away from Kell.
The same magic heβd used on Kell, heβd used on himself for this same reasonβand he murmured a release before he tipped his head back to look up into those mismatched eyes.
βI need you.β
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Date: 2020-05-26 12:41 pm (UTC)From:One of Kellβs hands rested on the otherβs chest as the other buries in Hollandβs dark hair, curling slightly as he rocks his hips against the other. He presses his lips over the bite heβd made on the others shoulder.
βI need you too,β Kell says without hesitation, though thereβs less confidence in his actions than his words when he reaches down to grab Hollandβs cock at the base, shifting and pressing the tip against his entrance. The ring of muscle contracts and then loosens again.
Then he lowers down, a curse under his breath as he sinks into the others cock. βFuck, Daddy,β he moans.
And he focuses on this and not how much he dreads dawn when Holland will have to return to his London.
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Date: 2020-05-26 04:03 pm (UTC)From:Holland watched Kell move, grasping his cock in his hand and guiding it where he wanted it. Watched the way he sank down over him, thighs trembling slightly under his hands from the effort. The curse that went straight through his bones and made everything inside of him ache.
Both hands smoothed firmly along Kells thighs; massaging up and then down, up again and he realized suddenly that this was a very dangerous game they were playing. Magic was a wild thing. It came with a cost and it sometimes didn't do what you wanted it to. It was why Holland had practiced so much control all of his life. But he could deny the way things inside of him sparked differently with Kell than they had with anyone else he had ever been with.
....we're a storm waiting to happen...
Reaching up he dragged Kells face down to his own and moaned into a deeper kiss once he had claimed his mouth again. He wasn't gentle. Didn't have to be. But there was a subtle affection there if Kell knew what to look for. A desperation in the way his hips rolled to get him moving, the way his cock pulsed heavily inside of him, the way his tongue tasted him for all he could.
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Date: 2020-05-27 02:54 am (UTC)From:Kell bites at the other's lips as they kiss, given into the deep kiss. He groans as his hands slide over the other's chest now. He already feels so close, so on edge for all that time away from Holland. His hips drops hard on the other's cock, his thighs ache already but he savors every sensation.
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Date: 2020-05-27 05:10 am (UTC)From:It didnβt have to be some pretty, sexy thing. He just wanted him so badly that even his fingers curled into the others flesh; pawing at him in some silly desperation.
He didnβt want to leave. He knew he had to. But he didnβt want to.
One hand strayed and stroked Kells cock; restless and hungry for him to come again. Around him. On him. Just...
βBaby boy...β he breathes against his mouth, βFor me...please. One more time.β
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Date: 2020-05-27 07:02 am (UTC)From:The way the other pulled, spreading him further and easing the way he moved on his cock is beyond sexy. Mint maybe anything Holland could do would have that affect on him. His breathing is heavy as Holland breaks the kiss enough to talk.
And he canβt deny him anything at all.
βYes daddy,β he moans, because between him filling him up and stroking his aching cock thereβs no holding back. He cries out louder, trying to not cal out his name or daddy too loudly this time. He pressed all the way down, his body clenching and milking around the others cocknas he spilled himself between their bodies.
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Date: 2020-05-27 03:19 pm (UTC)From:He'd never wanted to protect Kell before. He never cared enough. But things had shifted at some point, probably a little even before that stupid ship. Before he was imprisoned. Or maybe it had been that exact moment. The moment when Kell got between him and them, despite being so angry with him himself.
The words slipped into his ears and swirled around so beautifully that for a moment Holland forgot about what the hell they were doing and was just...watching the others face. It was so soft, and bright, and yet...when lashes parted and he saw the mirror of strength he also felt sort of...safe, too. His mind started down a path that he didn't want it to but was gratefully pulled out of it when Kells body clenched around his cock, fluttering muscles in the most delicious way possible--and it happened too fast but it felt so damn good that he didn't even care if the growling noise he had just made had been louder than he usually allowed.
Pulling him closer, he buried his face in the curve of the others shoulder and just breathed; holding onto him like he was the only real thing in the world at that moment. This was so stupid...he shouldn't feel so...
...calm without trying.
Sated.
Strangely complete.
Time ticked by and he knew it did, he just didn't know how long it had been before he finally lifted his face again and nosed in against Kell.
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Date: 2020-05-27 08:52 pm (UTC)From:This time had gone so fast even after so long of waiting it felt over too soon. As they both came down from the high he let himself be held, pressing his face against the other's skin and he didn't want to move. He didn't want Holland to pull out of him. Everything is just...right. For a minute he forgets that Rhy is livid with him.
His eyes had closed as the high abated further and he tilts his head as the other noses at him.
"Dawn will come too soon," he whispers.
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Date: 2020-05-27 09:35 pm (UTC)From:Safe. And then reached down to tug the sheet up over his waist just in case someone chose to come barging in again.
βDonβt think about it,β he said and slipped a hand up into the others hair before kissing his forehead, βHe wants me dead even more now, doesnβt he.β
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