“And after the party?”
Rin shook his head. “I never saw her again. Well,” he tipped his chin, “I guess I might see her later, if I end up checking out the crime scene.”
Kelevra’s arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him in. “You’ll be too busy sinking down onto my cock, I’m afraid.”
“That so?” He brushed his lips against the curve of Kel’s ear. “I think we should head upstairs.”
“Ithinkyou should stop thinking.”
“You going to make me, Imperial Prince?”
Kelevra kissed him the whole way out of the living room and up the stairs, the two of them tripping over one another and stumbling more than once. He swore when he slipped and his shoulder connected with the wall, but Rin pulled him away and dragged him up the final steps laughing.
Somehow, they made it into the bedroom and onto the bed in one piece, Rin tumbling back onto the mattress with Kel following quickly after. He opened his mouth for the Imperial Prince, their tongues tangling, his hips already lifting to grind against the hard bulge in Kelevra’s pants.
A second later, the Imperial Prince froze, and Rin laughed again.
“What,” Kel pulled back slightly to stare down at him, “do you think you’re doing, Flower?”
Rin kept his eyes up at the reflection above them, carefully working the switchblade he’d just pulled out against the black strings of the blue and charcoal-colored corset Kel was wearing. He moved the knife higher, cutting through his second string, smile broadening at the satisfying popping sound as it gave.
“Removing your corset vest,” he said, slicing through another.
The material loosened around Kel’s shoulders but he didn’t move to stop him. “Should I tell you how much this particular suit is worth?”
“And ruin the mood?” Rin pulled his gaze off the mirror just long enough to wink at him. “Better not.”
“How long have you had that knife on you?” Kelevra asked
“Always,” Rin said. “I carry it all the time. It’s the same one I pulled on you at Friction. You remember?”
“I remember fucking you on the bench, and up against the lockers,” Kelevra tipped his head, eyeing him, “and I know exactly what you’re doing.”
“Our past sexcapades are hot,” he confirmed Kel’s suspicions. “Thinking about them always puts me in the mood.” He finished with the strings and then reached up, grabbing onto the top of the silky material where it rested in the center of Kelevra’s chest.
The corset vest came away easily, and Kel switched his weight to either arm to help Rin remove it. He only cringed a little when the now ruined garment was tossed carelessly to the side toward the window, but then Rin’s gaze was tracing the contours of his abs and his hand was following suit and it became apparent Kelevra forgot all about his suit.
“You want me to forgive you for that photo of you and Cindy, Consort?” Kelevra asked, lifting himself to help Rin tug his pants down his hips.
“The one taken before you and I even knew one another?” Rin met his gaze and then smirked. “No.”
Kelevra chuckled. “There’s my filthy flower.”
Rin tugged his t-shirt over his head while Kel got to work on his pants, both of them already hard and achy by the time they were finally naked, sprawled out on the silk sheets. He dragged his fingernails down Kelevra’s back when the man captured his mouth in another scorching kiss and then rolled them so he was straddling the Imperial, their lips still pressed together.
Reaching back blindly, he found Kelevra’s cock, groaning into his mouth when he came into contact with that solid heat. Then he shifted back, lined him up, and eased down, taking him slow and deep until he was fully seated on him. The stretch and the burn had him gritting his teeth, but any hint of discomfort left quickly, replaced by the familiar electric need that spurred him into undulating his hips.
“Filthier than expected,” Kelevra said, reaching up to rest his hands on Rin’s thighs, spreading him wider, causing him to sink back down all the way. “Did you prep yourself before the doctor arrived, Flower? Stretched yourself nice and good for me?”
Rin nodded. “I was hoping to go a round before he got here, but you were too busy talking with Madden on the phone.”
“I was supposed to be punishing you,” Kelevra’s gaze trailed down his torso appreciatively, “but I guess I should be making it up to you instead.”
He nipped at his lips. “Why not both?”
Kel switched their positions just as quickly as Rin had earlier, but wasted no time, thrusting into him hard enough to make him cry out. “Do you have any idea how hot that is? Thinking about you in here, your fingers stretching your ass for me?” He growled and pumped in faster. “Remind me to punch Madden next time I see him for making me miss it.”
Rin wrapped his arms and legs around him and dug his nails into his shoulders, just enough to break skin the way he knew Kelevra liked. The Imperial Prince’s movements were rough, but he tried to match his pace as he fucked into him.
