Kel clucked his tongue. “This is our second, but otherwise, fair.”
They were doing far too much talking. The blood was rushing to Rin’s head and he’d started to tingle all over. He’d heard of species on other planets who went into things like heats and ruts, their bodies forcing them into intense arousal to ensure mating. Tibera, the planet he was from, was nothing like that, but sex wasn’t shamed or looked down upon either.
He’d meant it before when he’d told Kel it was just sex. He was furious that he was being forced into it, sure, but the actual having of it? He licked his lips.
Kelevra pulled a silver set of handcuffs from the drawer and then made quick work of securing one around Rin’s right wrist. He attached it to one of the metal rods in the headboard—clueing Rin into what their purpose was probably for in the first place—and then he shifted so he was kneeling between Rins’ legs, forcing his thighs apart with strong arms.
He undid Rin’s zipper and tugged the pants off, freeing Rin’s weeping cock. At the cool air across his wet tip, Rin gasped and rolled his head on the pillow, biting down into his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood.
“Bondage your thing?” Kelevra asked as he shucked the pants and boxer briefs over his shoulders.
“Never tried it,” he admitted.
“Then why’d you ask me to do it now?”
“Because if you didn’t, there was a very real chance I would attempt to claw your eye out,” Rin grunted. “Still is actually.”
“The only thing holding you back is the need to come?” Kelevra let out a low whistle. “Are you usually top or bottom?”
“You asked if I’d ever been fucked by a man,” Rin reminded. “You set this stage before I even got here, don’t act like there’s a chance of flipping the script now.”
Kelevra grinned wolfishly down at him, moving forward to rest a hand on either side of his head on the pillow. “Feisty. I like that about you.” His gaze wandered down the length of him, settling on the hard length of Rin’s cock currently jutting up toward his stomach. “I like a lot about you, actually.”
“You sound surprised.” Which was strange, considering the Imperial Prince had come onto him, not the other way around.
“The thrill has diminished by now, typically,” Kel said, still staring at him. Almost exploratory, he lowered, bumping his stomach against the tip of Rin’s dick. At Rin’s sharp intake of breath, his grin widened. “I haven’t been able to get you off my mind since yesterday. All this sleek muscle, that calculative spark in your mismatched eyes…Wondering the way you taste and what expression you’ll make when I’m thrust in so deep you’ll be practically choking on me.”
“You’re aware this counts as sexual assault right?” Rin’s indignation flared back to life, slipping past some of the lust. “And that we’re both currently cadets at the Academy, a school training us to catch assholes who do things like slip people date rape drugs?”
“Yes.”
“Just checking.” Prick.
Kelevra laughed. “Your cheeks flush when you’re angry, did you know that?”
“They do not.” No one knew Rin’s body better than he did. He’d had to in order to survive. His poker face was perfect. Flawless.
“Not noticeably for other people,” he corrected, tapping just beneath his right eye. “But I see everything. All those emotions you’re hiding? Not from me. You get ticked off so easily, and yet not a single cadet I spoke to had anything other than praise for you and your upbeat disposition. You’re a very good liar, Rin Varun.”
“Is everyone else aware of the extent you violate them with that eye of yours, or are you just letting me in on a secret?” Rin drawled, mostly because he wanted the other guy to shut up. It was disconcerting though, knowing how much that tech in Kelevra’s face was able to tell him.
There were plenty of reasons for someone’s body temperature to rise, for their heartbeats to fluctuate. Kelevra’s eye gave him insight into things Rin would easily be able to hide from others.
“I’m not as interesting as you think,” Rin found himself saying, even as his dick screamed at him to shut the fuck up, hips lifted off the mattress to run himself against the short trail of hairs leading down from Kelevra’s navel. It wasn’t enough friction and he lost more of the hold he had on his own strings. “Tiberans are all like me. We’re trained from a young age to regulate our emotions. If you type us into a search online, the first thing that pops up is a sentence about how we’re all cold and aloof.”
“Except,” Kelevra said, “you’re neither of those things. Proof that you’re trying to throw me off now on purpose. What? Changing your mind already? You’re the one who asked me to tie you down. Was it so you couldn’t leave when you came to your senses?”
“I haven’t, actually,” he admitted. “I’m barely holding it together.”
Kel brushed the back of his finger against the curve of Rin’s jaw, chuckling when Rin turned his head away. “You don’t like to be touched.”
“The only reason I’m lying here and letting you do any of this is because of the drug,” Rin growled. “If you hadn’t tricked me into taking it—”
The Imperial Prince pulled himself off, kneeling between Rin’s spread thighs, careful not to allow any parts of them to make contact. Even the challenging glint in his eyes wasn’t enough to keep Rin from whining.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing now?” Rin hated this. Hated how on fire he felt. It was almost like he was burning alive and the only cool balm in sight was the massive member straining behind Kelevra’s swim trunks. Inadvertently, his gaze dropped down to it again, and he licked his lips, thrusting into the air shamelessly. “Screw this.”
Rin grabbed at himself, giving one tight stroke of his dick, the feeling so good he moaned and repeated the motion. More of the fear and the anger settled as sparks of electricity brought on by the friction skittered throughout him. He fucked into his fist harder, the springs of the bed creaking, his breaths coming out sharp. Because of how long he’d been waiting, it wasn’t long before he felt his balls tighten and draw up, and he was so close to—
