“Then don’t,” Kyle finally murmured.“You can keep me as yours, and I’d be okay with that, too.”
Jamie didn’t know what to say to that, so he said nothing.Only kissed Kyle, slow and sweet, chasing the sound of Kyle’s breath with everything he had.Kyle’s lips parted against his, letting him in with a willingness that was always there, every time they touched.Jamie groaned into the kiss, rolling them over until he had Kyle underneath him, right where Jamie wanted him.Kyle wrapped his arms around Jamie’s neck to keep him there, the two of them kissing and kissing until Jamie’s lips actually started to sting.
He pulled back, only to kiss his way over Kyle’s jaw to suck at the pulse beating in his throat.Kyle wrapped one leg over Jamie’s hip, holding him down with a wiry strength Jamie could get free of if he wanted to, but he didn’t.Jamie could feel his arousal growing from the spark he’d left it at into something warmer, deeper, cock already twitching at the thought of getting off again.At getting Kyle off in a way they hadn’t tried yet, but just the thought of it had Jamie’s cock twitching hard.
“Need to get something,” Jamie said.
“I’m sorry, am I not enough for you?”Kyle asked archly.
Jamie swatted him on his hip.“You already know I can never get enough of you.”
He got off the bed and went into the closet, digging through his things for the discreet black case he’d packed and which Kyle had deposited on one of the closet shelves while unpacking.Jamie flipped it open and pulled out what he wanted, along with another bottle of lube.When he returned to the bedroom, he wasn’t at all surprised to see Kyle had made himself comfortable amongst the remaining pillows on the bed, idly scratching at the dried cum sticking to his chest.Jamie would’ve scrounged up a washcloth to clean them both up a little, but it would’ve been a waste of time.He had plans to get them both good and messy all over again.
“That’s not usually your first choice,” Kyle said, nodding at the dildo Jamie carried.
The dildo in his hand was soft and flexible, with a flared base, longer than Jamie’s cock but not quite as thick.He set it on the bed within easy reach and crawled in between Kyle’s legs, rubbing his fingers at the mess of cum and lube leaking out of Kyle’s hole.Jamie slipped a finger into him, testing his resistance, unsurprised to find him tight all over again.
“I want to try something,” Jamie said.
“Okay.”
“You don’t even know what I want to do with you.”
Kyle stretched beneath him, body flexing as he arched upward.The look in his eyes was teasing and hot, wanton almost in the unselfconscious desire there.“I don’t need to because you always make it good for me.”
Jamie breathed out sharply, seeking out Kyle’s prostate to rub his finger over the sensitive bundle of nerves.“That so?”
Kyle pointedly nudged his knee against Jamie’s ribs.“I don’t know why you’re even asking.You know how I feel about you.”
Jamie’s finger stilled, eyes flicking up to Kyle’s face.“Do I?”
The focus that came into Kyle’s eyes right then was startling in its suddenness, the challenging strength of his attention almost enough to make Jamie look away.He wondered what Kyle saw when the other man looked at him like that, wondered what it was Kyle could see in him with his sniper’s eyes.
“Sometimes I think about how we probably wouldn’t be together if we didn’t have the jobs we do, first night notwithstanding,” Kyle said, the words coming out carefully so as not to wound, but they still made Jamie flinch.“We don’t run in the same social circles, so I can’t see how we would’ve ever met outside the military.And someone like you normallydoesn’tgo into the military.But when you look at me like how you are right now, I think—none of that shit matters.Because IknowI’m good for you, the same way you’re good for me, and fuck anyone who says otherwise.”
His voice got fierce at the end, almost challenging.Jamie could do nothing but kiss him for it, for wanting to fight for them against the preconceived notions of a society that said Jamie should want someone pretty or handsome on his arm, someone who would hold him up on a pedestal and worship the ground he walked on.Kyle treated him like his captain, like a lover, like a friend.But he wasn’t afraid to call him on his bullshit, a mix of roles he could easily compartmentalize to make this relationship work.Jamie was no different, but it was nice to hear the affirmation falling from Kyle’s lips instead of wondering if the differences between them would be enough to one day drive them apart.
Jamie pulled his finger out of Kyle’s hole in order to press it against his rim, teasing at the fluttering muscle there as he smeared cum and lube against Kyle’s body.“You want me to tell you what I want to do?”
Kyle wrapped one hand around his soft cock, lazily stroking it.“I want you to show me.”
Never one to back down from a challenge, Jamie slipped two fingers into Kyle’s slippery hole, watching as Kyle inhaled deeply at the push.He spread his legs a little more, knees bending, giving Jamie more room to work.He made such a pretty picture that all Jamie could do was look, drinking in the perfect lines of his body that came from years of hard training and harder fighting.He didn’t carry bulk like Jamie did—more on the lean and agile side, which suited his role in the field.
It suited him in bed, too.Jamie couldn’t begin to count the array of positions they’d had sex in.Kyle’s ability to bend in ways that should be illegal definitely meant Jamie could indulge in ways he hadn’t been able to with other partners.Kyle was game for anything, more so than Jamie, but what Jamie wanted to do tonight was something he knew Kyle would enjoy.
He poured a little more lube over his fingers before slipping three of them into Kyle, stretching them against the tension still there in the delicate skin surrounding him.Jamie stroked his own half-hard cock with his free hand as he thrust his fingers into Kyle hard enough to elicit a gasp from the other man.The way Kyle rocked down against them told him more than words how much Kyle liked it.
“Some days, I can’t get enough of how much you like getting fucked,” Jamie mused.
“I like it almost as much as I like sucking cock.”
Jamie watched as Kyle tweaked his own nipples, his other hand playing gently with his balls.“You do like sucking cock.”
Kyle tipped his head back, breathing out as Jamie pressed against his prostate with a relentless pressure that made his toes curl.“I’m a goddamn pro at it,” Kyle finally got out on a shaky exhale.
“Wouldn’t have you any other way.”
Jamie pulled his fingers almost all the way out before pushing them back in.He kept up a steady, easy rhythm that soon had Kyle pushing back to meet each thrust, one hand braced against the headboard and heels digging into the bed.Jamie let him, watching as Kyle’s arousal slowly began to make itself known again.Jamie was already mostly hard, his cock heavy between his legs, the need pricking at his mind easily ignored only because he hadn’t reached his goal.
