His mood soured instantly. “You aren’t getting out of it. Period.”
“Want to bet?”
“You’ll lose.” Kelevra wasn’t letting him go. He was going to keep him and tie him to him completely and eternally. Hadn’t Rin been the one to suggest it first even? Restrain him. Tie him down. Subdue him.
Quick as a whip, Kel struck, shoving Rin’s wrist to the side, the blade slicing slightly but not deep enough to cause any real harm. He twisted in the process, elbowing Rin in the stomach as he wrenched the wrist holding the weapon.
Rin lost hold and it clattered to the floor, Kel snatching it up, leaped over the bench, and shoved Rin up against the lockers with a loud bang that had probably been heard outside by anyone close enough to the doors.
He angled the blade toward Rin and used the tip to lift his chin, chuckling at the anger snapping behind those mismatched eyes.
And the mirroring heat.
Oh yeah. Kel wasn’t the only one who got off on that fight against Flix.
“Like hurting people, Flower?”
“I’m going to seriously enjoy hurting you,” Rin snapped, only for Kelevra to laugh again.
“I’m the one holding the knife now.”
“Keyword, now. There’s always later.”
“That a threat?” Kelevra, surprisingly, didn’t get many of those.
“Just imagine how vulnerable you’ll be when you’re sleeping in that ridiculously massive bed of yours,” Rin said. “All I’ll have to do is reach for a weapon, a blade, or a blaster, and I could end you before you’d even see it coming.”
He let out a low groan. “I see what you’re doing,” Kel told him, “trying to make me distrust you so I’ll leave you alone and give you space. But it isn’t going to work, sweetheart. Want to know why?”
Rin pressed his lips together, refusing to speak, not that Kelevra needed him to.
It’d been a rhetorical question anyway.
“Now all I can picture is you in my bed, naked, strung up all pretty for me.” His cock pressed uncomfortably against the seam of his dress pants. “It’s where you belong.”
“No,” Rin said.
“Even your defiance gets me going,” Kelevra informed him. “Makes me want to wrestle you down to the ground and force my cock into that sweet ass of yours. Make you grind against me and beg for it, all while you pretend your dick’s not leaking for me. Are you dripping for me right now?” He cupped him, biting down on his lower lip to keep in another groan when he found Rin was in fact hard as a rock in his hand.
“It was the fight,” he spat. “It’s got nothing to do with you.”
“I was the one who invited you here,” Kelevra corrected. “I’m the one who let you step into that ring.”
“You didn’t let me do shit. I make my own choices.”
Something dark pricked at Kelevra’s arousal, worming its way in until he was grimacing and his grip on Rin’s dick tightened too much.
Rin sucked in a breath and reached down to try and pull him away, but when the knife was pressed in closer, he froze.
“You make your own choices unless it’s your brother telling you to do something, that it?” He hated thinking about how easy it’d been for Sila. All he’d done was taken a single step closer, lobbed off one sentence, and Rin had dropped the act for him instantly. “He had you shedding your fake skin, turning into a wild, feral thing. For.Him.”
Some of Rin’s steal-like exterior cracked, his confusion and sudden uncertainty shining in his gaze as he stared back at Kel. “Are you…You’re not jealous of my brother, right? Because look, I get you’re certifiably insane, but that’s just looney on another level.”
“You don’t mind when he touches you.” Kelevra had noticed that too. How with everyone else—even that Brennon guy at school—Rin tended to tense up just a tiny bit when they got too close, but Sila had put his hands on him several times tonight and gotten no negative reactions whatsoever.
“He’s my identical twin,” Rin huffed. “Not all of us are into katoptronophilia. Don’t think I didn’t notice your bedroom ceiling is made entirely of mirrors. I did.”
So Kel liked to watch himself fuck. So what?
