“So we just wait?” Treycore asked.
Aerysn nodded. “We wait for a few hours.”
“We might not even have that long before those Morarkes seize Earth. What are we supposed to do when that happens? Because we both know it will.”
“It’s war, Treycore. Once again, we have to play it by ear and do the best we can.”
He pulled a cell phone out of his pocket.
“Where did you get that?” Kid asked.
“Stole it same time I got your clothes and found this place. I programmed in the number for my contact, so when they get to Earth they’ll be able to reach us.”
“What? So that can be traced?” Treycore asked.
“We’re not strangers to this shit,” Aerysn said. “We can talk in code, and this is some random phone I lifted, so no one’s going to be tracing some mortal’s cell.”
Kid could tell Trey was still on edge, but he knew, like with so many things recently, there was only so much they could do.
“While I wait for a reply, I recommend you boys get some sleep.”
Treycore approached Kid, slung his arm around him. “Why don’t we go find a room that we can have a little private time in?”
Kid could tell by the expression on his face and that hungry look in his eyes what Trey really wanted, and Kid wanted to give it to him, to make up for everything they had been without. And after everything that had happened to them, everything they’d been through, all Kid wanted was to spend some alone time with Treycore. To forget about the pain and the hurt, the craziness of the day, and even worse, the uncertainty that lay ahead of them.
But uncertainty was nothing new for him, not since he started working at Jerry’s place, when he was a sex slave waiting for the next john to come in and take him, fuck him the way that pleased him most. But that was a time when he was lost and didn’t know who he was. He had wants, but none of them were as powerful as what he craved in that moment. Just to be with his Trey.
They headed into a nearby room, with crates and boxes all around, which had been abandoned whenever the warehouse had been abandoned.
Treycore had hardly closed the door when Kid lunged into the air and wrapped his legs around Treycore’s waist, kissing him. Treycore put his arms around Kid and pulled him close, like he felt as passionate as Kid did about what they shared, like he couldn’t get enough of him either.
Outside the moment they had shared after the infirmary, they’d had to go without one another. It was painful, and after Kid thought they might have to endure the horror of never experiencing it again, he only hoped he would be the first to be killed because being without Treycore, even for a moment, would have been too much for him to handle.
During their lengthy imprisonment, even before the Nest, Kid had missed every moment they spent not tangled together. Kid had missed his touch and the chemistry they shared—that chemistry that was so intoxicating to Kid. He doubted any drug could ever compare to the power of Treycore’s kiss.
But their lips together wasn’t enough. Arousing as it was, the kiss offered a promise that there was more, some part of Treycore that Kid needed to be closer to…as if he was trying to pull him so close that they would become one. It was one of the reasons he tried so desperately to get as much of Treycore inside him as possible. He felt that was the only way they ever had a chance of really being as close as Kid needed them to be.
Treycore grabbed Kid by his hair and tugged back forcefully, and Kid relaxed, went with the pull as Treycore kissed along his neck.
As Treycore kissed across his flesh, licking ferociously, Kid could feel his intense desire, how Trey was as obsessed with him as he was with Trey.
“Treycore, I need you so much,” Kid said.
“I’m here.”
“I want you inside me, please. I’m begging you.”
Treycore chuckled, almost like he was laughing at how hungry Kid was for him. It was so playful, almost like he was oblivious to everything that was going on in the universe right then—as if he was able to escape the horrors that lay ahead simply by being with him, and that pleased Kid so much.
“God, you’re so beautiful, Kid. So perfect…I’ve missed this body so much.”
Kid reveled in knowing how much Treycore wanted him. It was such a far cry from the anger and contempt he felt Treycore had for him when they first met. Although, even then, there was that inexplicable chemistry that ignited a fire between them, had them clawing at each other’s bodies desperately.
Kid grabbed the hem of Treycore’s shirt and pulled it off over his head, keeping his legs firmly gripping Treycore for balance. When the shirt was off, Kid kissed Treycore’s pecs, sucking at his skin. Treycore slid his hand around Kid’s throat and pushed back until he had Kid pressed against the wall. He firmed his grip, massaged his thumb across Kid’s skin. Kid enjoyed the sensation of Treycore’s touch, his dominance, how he made Kid feel like he could surrender entirely to him.
He knew Treycore well enough by then to be assured he was safe in his arms, that Treycore wouldn’t hurt him, so he loved that he could relax into the experience and delight in all the ways Treycore knew to get him going, in his care with his body, in his exploration of it.
Kid was all his. Totally submissive to whatever Treycore desired. No matter how strange or unusual or painful.
