Chapter 12
“Trey!” Kid entered the cell where Treycore lay, his body healing from the injuries he’d sustained from that thing Rand had put on him.
That fucking bastard higherling.
Aerysn had arranged a meeting between them, waiting until the others were in the auditorium and taking him to Trey’s cell. Aerysn closed the door behind him to ensure their privacy, mostly so no prisoners would catch on to what they were up to.
Trey turned to Kid.
He was bandaged up, gauze wrapped around his arms and legs and half his face—the part that had been most affected by the worm. The parts of his body that were exposed were pink in appearance, but not ripped apart as they had been when Kid had last seen him. He imagined that whatever the immortal nurses had used to treat his own wounds had done a good job of healing Trey just as quickly.
Trey sat up. “Kid, how did you get in here? You have to go back to Aerysn before you get into trouble.”
Kid approached him, still using his cane to get around. Hecouldget around, and it wasn’t as awful as right after Aerysn had kicked the crap out of him. At this point, it was almost like he’d worked out too hard and injured himself…all over his body.
“It’s okay,” Kid said as he approached. “I snuck away from Aerysn. I needed to see you again.”
It was a lie, one he had to tell to keep his agreement with Aerysn. He sat beside Trey and wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close.
“How did you know where to find me?”
“I overheard some guards talking about it,” Kid lied again, since it was really Aerysn who had picked up the information from some of their prison mates. Aerysn was responsible for the moment, something Kid appreciated so much. He didn’t have to do that for them, especially since it put them at risk of being discovered.
But Kid had needed it, especially after seeing them hurt his Trey, humiliate him, injure him so badly. A moment was all he needed. To make sure Treycore was okay.
Knowing they were alone, he didn’t waste his opportunity. He stole what he knew could be their last kiss.
Treycore didn’t deny him, didn’t fight him. He clung to Kid’s body, lying back so that Kid stretched out on top of him.
Feeling Treycore’s body against his own felt so good, so right. He was content as he kissed and forgot about all the hurt and pain as worries and cares dissipated. He felt the gauze that covered one of Treycore’s eyes against his face as he fell into that natural rhythm that always came so easy to him whenever he was near Trey—whenever he touched him, whenever he held him close.
Treycore’s hands fondled up and down his back, his fingers kneading against his skin, and Kid could feel how much Trey wanted him.
“We can kiss all the pain away,” Kid whispered into Treycore’s mouth. That was surely the answer, the only way they could escape the nightmare, even for a moment.
“Trey, fuck me.”
“I can’t,” Treycore said. “He’ll be able to smell me on you. They all will.”
It was fucking torture knowing Treycore couldn’t come inside him, all over him. It was what he so desperately wanted.
“Please,” Kid begged. “I need it more than I need to breathe. Just get off with me. I won’t even touch your cum. I need you so bad. I need you inside me. Filling me with your cock.”
Treycore growled, and Kid could feel how hungry he was for that experience—how much he wanted to share it with Kid, how much it was killing him to be apart from him even for as long as they had been. As much as he ached for Trey’s body, it soothed him knowing that Trey ached for him just as much.
Trey’s tongue slid into his mouth, and they swapped licks. It had been too fucking long since he had been able to enjoy his most beautiful immortal, to feel all those sensations he awoke within him, the ones that raced through his body, coursed through his veins.
What did it matter even if they killed him for smelling of Treycore? He might have died anyway. Better to have had one last fuck…to have enjoyed one last encounter with him if he could.
Treycore rolled over so he was on top. He seized Kid’s wrists and pulled them up over his head, trapping him beneath him. Kid enjoyed the sensation of having Trey dominating him like that.
Yes, yes, yes.
The pain within him, of not having Treycore filling him, hurt just as much, far more than Treycore could have hurt him by tearing him open from within.
“I need it in me,” he muttered.
He’d never been able to take much of it, but it didn’t matter, it was enough for him, especially when the prospect of never getting to be with Treycore again was right before him.
