Noah elongated his neck in a desperate attempt to reach Kaj’s mouth, but the drummer moved away, flashing him a devilish grin.
“Are you gonna make me beg?”
“Maybe.”
“Come on…” Noah playfully tapped his dick against Kaj’s ass.
Unable to move or think straight, Kaj sucked in a deep breath. A shockwave spread across his skin, making his body hum.
That’s… new.
It was a small, silly gesture, something most people wouldn’t even stop to think about, but it unraveled something within him.
For a long time, even as much as a finger brushing his hole made him tense instantly. Sometimes, the stiffness came accompanied by a flashback. Sometimes it was just that, a knee-jerk reflex. The only person who had touched and eaten him out several times without wreaking havoc in his head was Mads, but that was as far as Kaj’s experiments had gone. The idea of letting someone he didn’t fully trust do it had always been far too daunting to even try. Besides, it wasn’t like his memories of anal sex were exactly nice, so he’d never been that interested in exploring it any further.
But here he was now, feeling all kinds of sparks lighting up his nerves like fucking fireworks, burning down the few defenses he had left.
Either he was secretly a slutty bottom or was too fucking weak for this man. Maybe both. Who knew.
Kaj’s hands tightened on the edge of the headboard. “Do that again.”
“What?” Noah’s brows flinched for a fraction of a second. “This?” Keeping his gaze plunged into Kaj’s, he tapped his ass again, tentatively nudging the engorged head of his cock up against his hole.
Kaj exhaled a shaky breath as pleasure crept in, simmering inside him like an electric current. “Fuck…”
Noah chuckled, touching his forehead to Kaj’s chest as the fingers of his free hand clawed into his hip. “You’re going to kill me…”
“Play with my ass while I play with our dicks.” The words were out before Kaj’s brain could filter them.
Noah jerked his head up, eyes wide in surprise. “Wait. Are you for real?”
“Yes.”
“But—” Noah frowned. “If it makes you uncomfortable, if you don’t like it… We don’t have to do it. I don’t mind.”
Kaj cupped Noah’s cheeks and kissed him. That was the biggest fucking lie ever, but he loved him for it.
Talking about their pasts one day, Kaj had learned Noah had been with three other dudes aside from him. During the brief relationship he had with Zach, they’d alternated every now and then, but Noah mostly topped. With his second boyfriend, who he’d dated for a year and a half, there was practically no sex because the guy was ace and a side, but rimming and blow jobs did happen from time to time, which worried Kaj because their relationship must have been fucking solid on an emotional level. With the last one, with whom he had a four-year relationship, Noah had been a strict top.
So, yeah, he might be okay with whatever, even without sex, despite the crazy libido he had, but it was also obvious he had a tendency to top and loved ass just as much as Kaj.
“I wanna try. I… actually had a dream a few days ago where our roles were reversed and it was so hot,” Kaj husked, telling him half the truth because he was not ready to delve into the CNC fantasies. “Maybe just some external stimulation and a finger if I’m bold enough for that.”
“Whatever you want, babe.” Noah squirmed beneath him. “Use me however you want.”
That was all Kaj needed before he closed the distance between them, capturing Noah’s lips in a bruising kiss. Raising enough to free his hand and have their hardening dicks rubbing together, Kaj licked every corner of his mouth with fervor.
He couldn’t remember the last time he just kissed and touched someone like this without rushing anything. After the tortuous teasing in the shower, they needed a release, yet it was like neither of them was in a hurry to get there. Like they were just content with making out, touching and silently cherishing each other.
This was perfect.
Until something fuzzy brushed against his calf.
Kaj tensed as he realized it wasn’t Noah’s hand—it wasn’t Noah’s anything. Without breaking the kiss, he glanced to the side, catching the unmistakable flick of a tail before a soft chunky thing rubbed against him again. Because, of course, this was the best fucking time to headbutt him.
Rolling his eyes, Kaj tightened his hands that were cupping the sides of Noah’s neck and tried to refocus. He could ignore this. He. Could. Ignore. This.
Suddenly, a warm, sandpapery tongue licked the sole of his foot.
