“Okay,” Luis said.
“Anything else? What about boundaries?”
Luis’s eyes fluttered shut. “I don’t know. I don’t–I haven’t done much. Is it okay if we… figure them out as we go?”
A lot of the reading had been strict about knowing what he did and didn’t like. But Luis didn’t. He’d never had the space to learn.
“Of course. I plan to go slow with you. Can I trust you to speak up?” Julien asked. His hand paused in Luis’s hair.
Luis let out a long breath and opened his eyes. “Yeah. I will. I–I don’t want to mess this up.”
“That’s good, because neither do we.” Julien tucked a strand of hair behind Luis’s ear. “And how are you feeling tonight? Do you want to go to sleep, or do you want to try something new?”
That was the easiest thing he’d asked yet. “I’m not tired,” Luis said.
Julien hummed. “Then tonight let’s see if you and Karim can spend some time together without breaking the rules.”
Julien’s hand slipped out of his hair and immediately Karim was there, grabbing Luis’s wrist. It happened so quickly a surprised laugh erupted from him as Karim tackled him down to the bed.
“Stop laughing, I’m trying to kiss you,” Karim complained.
But Luis couldn’t stop smiling. “Eager,” he teased.
“Don’t tell me you aren’t,” Karim growled.
He was right.
They kissed like they were starving for it. Luis’s uncertainty fell away the second Karim kissed him. Karim ground down against him, fangs nibbling his bottom lip. Luis gasped, arousal pouring through him.
Luis moaned and Karim pressed the advantage, licking into his mouth. It became wet, messy, and they clutched at each other.
“Fuck,” Karim hissed when he pulled away. His hips made a dirty grind against Luis. He was as hard as Luis was. “How much longer Julien?” The question was rough.
There was an amused hum, and Luis saw Julien’s pale hand reach and stroke over Karim’s hair. “I haven’t decided, but you’re not finishing tonight.”
Karim groaned and dropped his head beside Luis’s.
Luis, at a loss for what else to do and too turned on to think straight, turned his head to kiss Karim’s cheek. “We can enjoy just this, can’t we?” He whispered.
Karim looked back at him, eyes dark. “Don’t tell me you’re siding with him.”
Luis laughed. “I’m with you. But if he says no, then… we make the best of what we can have, right?”
Karim’s eyes dropped to his lips. “Fuck, you’re cute,” he said, and then was kissing Luis again.
It went on and one, one kiss sinking into the next. Each was just a little too hard, a little too desperate, and Luis groaned into them. It was addicting to know just how much Karim wanted him, to feel the weight of him, the hands clutching at him. He’d never been wanted like this before.
Eventually they parted to suck in panting breaths. His head was floaty like it had been yesterday, but now he had a name for it.Subspace.
Or at least the edges of it.
Even the frustration of his body felt good like this, because it wasn’t under his control. He didn’t have to worry about coming or how that was going to happen, because Julien had made the decision.
The only thing he really had to do was trust Julien to take care of them, and raise his voice if he wasn’t having a good time.
Butgod, he was having a great time.
Karim’s kisses slowed. Still, his attention didn’t waver until Luis’s lips were sore and his mind was full of cotton clouds. Until Luis had forgotten that Julien was watching, holding the reins.
