But right now…
“You’re in trouble, Kitten,” Sila lifted his gaze just in time to catch the slight widening of Bay’s eyes, “Or maybe this is what you wanted.” He undulated. “No, that can’t be right, can it. You were after the good twin.”
That idea pissed him off.
“You said,” Bay had to pause and swallow when Sila pulled out and snapped his hips forward suddenly before stilling all over again, “there is no good twin.”
“That’s true,” he hummed. “But you didn’t know that previously. All those times you touched yourself at the Seaside, bet you pictured my brother taking you nice and sweet, didn’t you? Instead, here you are, on your back for a devil.”
They both knew he was full of shit. Sila had watched him. Bay hadn’t touched himself gently in any sense of the word during any of his jaunts at the cinema.
“Sila?” Bay used his no nonsense teaching voice for the first time since the start of this. “Stop talking and mess me up already.”
His brow lifted in a mixture of surprise and arousal at the bold statement. It was ballsy, something a person might say to him if he was still acting the part of boyish and charming Sila Varun and hadn’t shed that identity so wholly like he had in front of Bay already.
It was kind of hot.
“The only one who dares talk to me like that is my brother,” he mused, the hand around Bay’s throat tightening for a heartbeat before he forced his grip to loosen again.
“I’m not afraid of you,” Bay said.
“Is that so?” He didn’t entirely buy it. “You’re shaking like a leaf.”
“It’s called trembling,” Bay corrected tersely, and there was little doubt in Sila’s mind that had he been wearing his glasses, he would have adjusted them in that pretentious way he often did when he was trying to make a point to someone he viewed as less intelligent than himself. “And it’s because your cock is huge and currently splitting me open.”
“Does it hurt?” Sila glanced back to where they were still joined, but there weren’t any signs of bleeding. Vaguely, he wondered if he’d pull out if there was. That wasn’t something he would have even checked on if this had been someone else on their back for him, but he was starting to accept that Bay elicited a different set of responses where he was concerned.
“Don’t stop.” He grabbed onto Sila’s wrists, clinging.
“Is that an order, Professor?” His eyes narrowed. “I’m in charge here, remember?”
“How could I forget?”
Sila lowered himself over Bay, chest to chest. “Put your arms around me.”
He did, settling his palms over the backs of Sila’s shoulders.
“Now,” he bit at Bay’s bottom lip, working it between his teeth until the other man made a pained sound, “claw me up, Kitten.”
He started pounding into him with a vigor, fucking him into the mattress with enough force it was an actual wonder he didn’t snap the other man in half. The bed shook and rattled, the metal headboard clacking against the wall hard enough it dented through the plaster. That only spurred Sila on more, and he rammed into Bay and nipped and sucked on his neck as that last thread of control on himself he’d had snapped.
To his credit, Bay dug in his nails and held on for the ride, hissing beneath Sila with every stroke against his prostate. His eyes rolled and his mouth was permanently open on a gasp and, though his dick was trapped between them, he did his darndest to try and wiggle and rub it against Sila for friction.
Sila moved lower and licked at his right nipple. When that caused Bay to arch, he switched tactics, sucking the rosy bud into his mouth before running his teeth over the sensitive flesh. Then he pulled up so he was kneeling between Bay’s thighs, careful not to lose the rhythm of his thrusts as he did.
Bay’s dick was hot enough to sear flesh when Sila finally wrapped his hand around it. For a moment, he merely held on, using it for leverage as he fucked him.
Bay whined, his hands finding Sila’s knees, fingernails scraping at him, and that was enough to get Sila to give him what he wanted.
Even though Sila had told him this wasn’t going to happen, he found himself working Bay toward climax. He pounded his hole and pumped his dick in a frenzy and in no time at all Bay exploded.
He came all over himself and Sila’s hand, body going taught as he hit that peak.
Sila wasn’t far behind, giving one final thrust before he plugged him up and filled him.
Nothing had ever been like this for him and he watched as Bay whimpered and took it, his dick going limp. Leaning back, he dropped his gaze lower to where his hole stretched around his cock, clinging to him even though it had to have started to be uncomfortable now that Bay had already come.
Sila gave an experimental twist and Bay gasped and twitched on the bed as though he’d been hit by a bolt of electricity.
