“I know,” Vale interrupted.
They were both out of patience, so he finished undressing, then snatched the lube from the nightstand and turned back to Cyril.He was flushed and gorgeous, and he opened his legs for Vale instantly.
Vale kissed Cyril’s thighs and his stomach as he got him ready.Vale was quick but thorough—always thorough because he never wanted to hurt Cyril.He could feel his boyfriend’s body trembling in anticipation, and he didn’t have it in him to waste more time.Cyril was ready.Vale had made sure of it.
He shifted position, lining himself up and pushing inside in one smooth motion.Cyril cried out, his body arching off the bed.Vale paused, giving him a moment to adjust, but Cyril wasn’t having it.He wrapped his legs around Vale’s waist, pulling him deeper.
“Move,” Cyril demanded.
Vale obeyed, setting a slow, deliberate pace that had Cyril moaning with every thrust.The sound went straight to Vale’s cock, and he couldn’t help but speed up, driving into Cyril with increasing urgency.Cyril’s hands clung to him, his nails digging into Vale’s shoulders as he met each thrust with a roll of his hips.
The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing—short gasps mingling with the slick slide of skin against skin.Vale could feel the pleasure coiling in his gut and the way Cyril’s body tightened around him as he neared the edge.He reached between them, wrapping his hand around Cyril’s cock and stroking in time with his thrusts.
Cyril’s back arched, a strangled cry escaping his lips as he came, spilling over Vale’s hand.The sight of him with his eyes closed and lips parted was enough to push Vale over the edge.He buried himself deep inside Cyril with a low groan, his own pleasure washing over him in waves.
For a moment, they stayed like that, their bodies pressed together as they caught their breath.Then Vale shifted, pulling out and collapsing onto the bed beside Cyril.Cyril turned to face him, a lazy smile tugging at his lips.
“You’re incredible,” he murmured, reaching out to trace a finger along Vale’s jaw.
Vale caught his hand, bringing it to his lips and pressing a kiss to the palm.“So are you,” he replied.Almost losing Cyril had been enough for him to know he never wanted to go through that again.Whatever happened with Helena, he’d make sure Cyril knew he could always trust him from now on.
Cyril’s smile widened, and he leaned in to kiss Vale again, slow and lingering.When he pulled back, there was a glint of mischief in his eyes.“Think you can go again?”
Vale raised an eyebrow.“Is that a challenge?”He’d missed this playful Cyril, and he was glad he had him back.
Cyril laughed softly, his fingers trailing down Vale’s chest.“Maybe.”
Chapter Ten
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CYRIL WAS ALWAYS HAPPYto see Russell, but he was especially happy to see him when he knew that Russell was there to plot how to solve the mess they were in.They needed as many people as possible to put their minds together and find a way to get Helena into the sun.
He swung the door open, already smiling.Russell smiled back and opened his arms, and Cyril dove into them, laughing when Russell squeezed him hard and lifted him off his feet.Russell let him go, and Cyril moved to let him in, but he got distracted by the sight of a woman standing behind him.For a second, he didn’t understand why Russell would’ve brought a stranger into this mess, but then, he did.
“Rachel?”he asked with a gasp.
She grinned at him.“Hey, Cyril.It’s nice to finally meet you in person.”
Cyril hoped she wasn’t about to punch him because he threw himself at her.She caught him with a laugh, hugging him back.It felt like he already knew her, maybe because they’d spent a lot of time talking on the phone.Vale’s friends had become Cyril’s friends, and he prayed he wouldn’t lose any of them to Helena and her people.
He leaned away and looked at Rachel.“You’re incredibly gorgeous.I don’t know why Vale and Russell didn’t tell me.”
Rachel laughed again and quickly hugged him a second time.“Thank you.You’re not half-bad yourself.”
Cyril knew he was cute, but Rachel wasgorgeous.She had long, dark hair that hung over her shoulders and brown eyes that seemed to look right into Cyril’s soul.Cyril had always loved warm brown eyes, and Rachel had been blessed in that department.
Even wearing a puffy jacket like she was, Cyril could see how shapely her figure was.She might be Vale and Russell’s handler, but she was as well-trained as they were.
“Are we allowed to come in, then?”Russell asked, sounding amused.
Cyril rolled his eyes.“As if you need me to tell you that you can.”
“True.”Russell walked in, leaving Cyril and Rachel behind.
Cyril gestured at her to follow Russell, and she did, her smile widening when she caught sight of Vale in the living room.Vale grinned and came to greet her.They hugged for a moment, and Cyril could hear that they were talking, but it was too soft for him to understand what they were saying, and that was okay.
“I brought the cavalry,” Russell declared, sounding incredibly proud of himself.
