“To choose the game,” Kel replied.
“What if I don’t want to play?”
“That’s not an option.”
“Why not?” The guy had tons of friends, hell, an entire party was being held right now at his home.
“Because I decided we were going to the moment I saw you,” Kelevra confessed. “If you didn’t want my attention, you shouldn’t have been so damn interesting while I was watching.”
“I had no idea you were watching.” Sure, they’d been told the senior class would be reviewing them with Banks, but that didn’t mean Rin had known Kelevra specifically would be among them.
“Semantics. Boring. This, however,” he held up his hand, showing him what he’d gotten from the top drawer. Two small oval-shaped pills rested in his palm, one white, the other black. “This will be loads of fun.”
Yeah, the real question was for who. Rin somehow doubted it was going to be for him.
“Pick one,” Kelevra instructed, holding them out. “I don’t like wasting time, and I get the feeling you’re all about stringing people along, so this will help us cut to the chase.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” He wasn’t wrong, but Rin was still mildly affronted.
“It means,” Kel’s gaze lost some of its luster, hardening as his patience really did start to wind down, “I’m being kind. It doesn’t happen that often. Accept graciously and maybe I’ll decide to go easy on you, no matter which way the night ends up going.”
Rin had thought speaking in cryptic bullshit was his brother’s personal language, but apparently, Kelevra was fluent in it as well. He hesitated, eyeing the pills, trying to decide what to do. No matter which way he looked at it, he was stuck. If he stormed out—
“You take one step toward the door and I’ll take this and any other choices from you in a heartbeat,” Kelevra warned. “I’ll shove both of these down your throat, cadet. Maybe I should have done that from the start.” He pursed his lips, actually considering. “Actually, it’s not too late…”
Rin’s hand shot out and he snatched the white pill, popping it into his mouth and swallowing it dry. “Happy now?”
“Give it a minute,” Kelevra said, but he’d lost some of his edge, his eyes softening at the corners.
“What kind of drug was that anyway?” Rin didn’t do drugs. He barely drank either. Control was the most important thing in his world, and even though he’d sometimes like to, it was something he couldn’t afford to give up. He rubbed at his mouth with the back of his hand. “Seriously? What did you give me? Can it be traced?”
“There’s no drug test scheduled for another three weeks,” Kelevra said.
“Of course you know that.” Wouldn’t want the Imperial Prince to get in trouble and make the planet look bad or anything.
“I don’t do drugs,” Kelevra told him.
“Then why did you just make me?” Rin sneered. “I—” A pang in his lower region cut him short.
A warmth was starting to spread throughout him, and with a frown, he paused to try and get a feel for it. His skin was starting to feel flushed and…
With horror, his gaze dropped down to between his thighs.
Where his cock was starting to swell in his uniform pants.
He blinked and then looked back up to Kelevra, who was grinning ear to ear.
“You bastard.” A wave of lust rippled through him suddenly and without warning, and with a moan, Rin dropped down to his knees.
Chapter 3:
Kel watched his cadet grind the heel of his right hand between his thighs as he dropped to the floor. His skin was brightening, turning hot pink at the tips of his ears and over the sharp rise of his cheeks. There’d been a spark of interest behind his eyes when he’d first spotted Kelevra in the pool, Kel had seen it, and that’d been more than enough invitation in his book to proceed.
“Bastard,” Rin growled between clenched teeth as he rocked against his palm, seeming to catch himself at the last minute. He wrenched his hand away and glared up at Kelevra, hatred, lust, and a hint of something else swirling in his mismatched eyes.
Something a lot like fear.
Kelevra inhaled, breathing it in, letting the scent of sea salt, Rin’s particular smell, invade his nostrils and fill him up the way he was looking forward to filling the other man.
