When Kyle finally stood before him naked, one hand stroking his cock because Jamie hadn’t told him not to, Jamie finally opened the box. The choked off sound that came from Kyle’s mouth wasn’t one that Jamie had heard before.
He wondered, if in the coming days while it was just them within these walls, gliding through space, if he could make Kyle sound like that again.
“When I gave you your engagement ring, you weren’t able to wear it in public. It was a secret we kept together. I know you wanted to show it off back then, and I’m glad you can now, but I thought I would get you something to replace what it represented,” Jamie said as he held the box and its contents at an angle for Kyle to see.
Nestled against soft black velvet was a diamond choker that caught the light in the viewing room and glittered like the stars in the far distance of space. Four rows of perfect diamonds set in platinum made up the piece, and each one-carat, round-cut diamond was flawless in clarity and color. The choker was sized to Kyle’s exact neck measurements, the piece designed in secret by Jamie with his family’s usual jeweler.
It was, for all intents and purposes, a collar.
Kyle reached for the box, his fingers trailing gently over the rows of diamonds. When he finally looked away from it, the sheerwantin his eyes told Jamie he had made the right choice for a wedding gift.
“You should put it on me, sir,” Kyle said in a voice that didn’t shake but was just a little rough around the edges.
Jamie was never one to deny Kyle anything he wanted, and he wasn’t about to start now. He picked the collar up by the clasp at one end and lifted it off the velvet, letting it dangle in the air. Tossing the box aside, not caring where it landed, Jamie grasped the other end of the collar and held it to Kyle’s throat.
He’d practiced latching and unlatching the piece a few times prior to their trip, so it was easy for Jamie to wrap it around Kyle’s neck. He felt Kyle shudder beneath his touch as the collar snapped into place, a perfect snug fit, just as he knew it would be. Jamie trailed his fingers along the rows of diamonds as he pulled his hands away, something warm and possessive uncoiling in his gut as he looked at the personal mark of ownership that Kyle now carried.
The rings were something the entire world could see them bear witness to. This was theirs and theirs alone, an unspoken promise that had been written between them every time they found comfort and pleasure in each other over the past few years.
With the slow grace of someone who had spent half their life fighting and in control of their body, Kyle sank to his knees in front of Jamie. He leaned forward to press an open-mouthed kiss against Jamie’s clothed cock. He sucked at the line of growing heat there, and Jamie rocked forward, pushing against Kyle’s mouth. Kyle was eager to let him, and while Jamie wanted to indulge him, he had other ideas for how he wanted the first nightcycle of their honeymoon to go.
“Enough,” Jamie said.
Kyle immediately pulled back, licking his lips as he tipped his head back to stare up at Jamie through half-lidded eyes. “Yes, sir.”
Jamie settled his hand against the back of Kyle’s neck, the diamonds pricking against his palm and fingers. “How does it feel?”
Kyle breathed in deep and let it out on a slow exhale. Jamie could feel the way his entire body went loose and easy beneath his grip. “Perfect.”
Jamie took him at his word and smiled. “Good.”
“You should let me thank you. Properly. It might take a few weeks.”
“Later. I’m enjoying the sight of you on your knees.”
Kyle stared up at Jamie through his lashes. “I’d look better with your cock in my mouth.”
Jamie gently squeezed his neck. Kyle bit his lip, the red of his mouth fading into white from the pressure. “You look good with my cock in your mouth no matter what, but you look even better with my collar around your throat.”
He swallowed, and Jamie could see the way the diamonds shifted with the motion, glittering against his skin. Jamie dug his thumb beneath the hinge of Kyle’s jaw, forcing his head to the side a little before pulling his hand away to better take in the sight. Jamie watched the way the light played over the diamonds, looking his fill at where Kyle knelt before him, legs spread and cock half-hard between them.
Kyle lifted a hand and touched the diamonds wrapped around his throat, a pleased, almost shy expression settling on his face. “How did you know?”
Jamie cradled Kyle’s jaw in one hand, gratified at the way Kyle immediately turned into the touch. Jamie pressed his thumb against the corner of Kyle’s mouth, holding him still.
“It’s my job to know.”
No matter the situation, Jamie knew what Kyle needed. He’d known since the first night they’d spent together in that hotel room, where Kyle’s need to let go had meshed perfectly with Jamie’s need for control. They balanced each other in a way Jamie knew was a one in a million match they had somehow stumbled into. If Kyle wasn’t on the field watching Jamie’s six, then being on his knees at Jamie’s mercy was exactly where he knew Kyle wanted to be.
Watched over, cared for, and loved.
Jamie had meant it when he’d spoken his vows and promised to keep Kyle safe, and he meant it here, now, with the claim of ownership wrapped around Kyle’s throat and finger. They would carry each other forward until their last breath, whenever that might be, and Jamie would love Kyle every step of the way.
Jamie brushed his thumb over Kyle’s lips, not pulling away when Kyle licked at him. “What are you?”
“Yours, sir,” Kyle replied immediately, staring him right in the eye. “Forever.”
“I like that,” Jamie said as he gently pulled Kyle to his feet, his fingers hooked under Kyle’s chin. “Forever has a nice ring to it.”
