It was almost as though Rin sensed the change in him before Kelevera even did, his shoulders tensing as he set his feet flat against the floor, clearly about to make a run for it.
Kel was faster, hand shooting forward to grab him by the arm and pull him up so he was standing. Though not for long. He tore the pants down his long legs, lifting Rin out of them roughly so he could toss them as far away as possible. Then he was bringing Rin’s left leg over the bench and shifting him closer to one side of it.
“What are you doing?” Rin gasped as he was pushed down with one hard hand on his shoulder, suddenly straddling the bench, facing the mirrors. His eyes lifted so he could watch Kel’s reflection, but Kelevra was already watching him back.
He tracked the rise and fall of his throat muscles when Rin swallowed, remembered how close to all of that his cock had just been. That was enough to have him lengthening all over again, his dick so hard it was like the blowjob had never happened.
Planting a hand on the back of Rin’s neck, he folded him forward so his head was hanging off the end of the bench.
Rin’s hands scrabbled for purchase as Kelevra continued to position him, lifting his hips so Kel could slide a knee beneath him. He moaned when he was lowered onto Kel’s thigh, his kneecap bumping against the underside of Rin’s balls.
Satisfied for now, Kelevra reached around, scraping his seed off of Rin’s chest. With this angle, Rin’s ass was forced upward, his fluttering hole visible between his spread cheeks. Kel smeared his come over it, pinning Rin down with his arm across his lower back when he made as though to climb off the bench.
“I could go in with no prep like earlier,” Kelevra warned, even as he corkscrewed a finger past that tight ring of muscle. “Or, you can stay still and take it like you should.”
Rin didn’t seem to struggle with acceptance as much this time around, his body only staying clenched up for a second before he relaxed. He eased his chest down to the bench, hands going to the floor to help steady himself as Kelevra worked in a second finger. He didn’t make any sounds, kept impressively still.
But Kel saw the truth reflected in the mirror.
Rin was focusing on his breathing, clearly counting his breaths as he inhaled and exhaled, his brow pinched. When Kel shoved in a third finger with a little more force, his mouth popped open on a silent oh, his glazed expression jumping up as though he’d just recalled Kelevra could be watching.
As soon as their eyes met, Kelevra curled all three fingers, scrapping his trimmed nails lightly against Rin’s inner walls as he pulled out. He pumped them back in, and Rin pressed back into him ever so slightly, almost like his body had reacted without his approval.
Sure enough, his frown deepened.
“You’re adorable, you know that?” Kel grinned when that earned him a silent glare. “There’s nothing for you to think about in here, sweetheart. No reason for you to torture yourself. Stop working that pretty little head into exhaustion and,” he removed his fingers and then brushed them lightly across the underside of Rin’s balls, “let this take over instead. I’ve got you. I’m in charge. All you have to do is sit back and enjoy the ride.”
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a packet of lube. He’d been in a rush earlier and had absently thought to take one from the stash in his car.
“Do you always carry that shit around?” Rin asked, but it was spoken in an accusatory tone.
“I told you,” Kelevra tore the packet with his teeth, “I got you, Flower. Be grateful I’m bothering with it at all.” He’d stretched him nice and open, and there was enough of his spunk it wouldn’t be a dry glide in, but… “You can never have too much lubrication.”
He slathered his cock, biting the inside of his cheek when the feel of his own hands over his oversensitive skin had his member twitching. Once that was ready, he grabbed Rin by the hips, lifting him so he could slide his thigh free and take up position behind him. At the last second, he paused, glancing up to meet his gaze in the mirror.
Kel held them like that for a tense moment to see if Rin would seize the opportunity to complain or lie to him again and say he didn’t want it.
But Rin merely stared back, unblinkingly. Waiting.
Kelevra flicked his hips forward, finding his target and slipping inside. He groaned as he watched Rin’s hole stretch around his cock, accommodating him as he sunk deeper and deeper until he’d completely disappeared. He undulated, relishing the feeling of those hot, velvety walls griping him tight.
Draping his body forward, he held Rin close as he started fucking into him, shallow thrusts at first that started to grow more urgent the longer he stayed nestled within that heat. He licked up Rin’s spine and then buried his nose against the crook of his neck, breathing in that sea salt scent. Beneath them, the bench shook, the metal legs rattling against the concrete, the sound accompanied by the slapping of flesh against flesh and Rin’s sharp intakes as he struggled to contain himself even with Kelevra balls deep inside of him.
Kel cupped his jaw and forced his head to tip up, the move also causing Rin’s body to bow, his hips tipping so that on the next stroke forward, he slipped in even deeper. He groaned.
Rin ground his teeth together.
“Unfurl, Flower,” he demanded, clipped as he felt himself get closer to the edge. He wouldn’t let himself drop though, not until he forced Rin over first. Kel latched his teeth between Rin’s shoulder and neck and bit down, licking at the light wound only after Rin cried out. “Come apart for me.”
Kelevra slid his other hand around the curve of Rin’s waist and captured his dick, timing his movements with the tempo of his hips.
Rin’s mouth opened with a gasp, and Kelevra grinned.
“Come for me,” he commanded.
Just like that, Rin obeyed. He jerked in his hold, his dick spasming as it emptied into Kelevra’s palm.
Kel pulled him upright so he was practically seated on him, his whole body sinking onto Kelevra’s cock. He jerked up into him, watching as Rin whined as he tapped against his prostate repeatedly.
