Jamie groaned at the words and the carte blanche permission they gave him. He closed the scant distance between them and kissed Kyle so hard their teeth scraped together. Kyle took it with the same ease he did when taking Jamie’s cock—opening up and giving in. When Jamie broke the kiss, he picked up the remote from the table and dialed it up to its highest setting without warning.
Kyle arched off the edge of the table at the sudden heavy vibration that assailed him. Jamie caught him before he hit the floor, hauling Kyle up into his arms. Kyle wrapped his legs around Jamie’s waist even as he clawed at Jamie’s shoulders, hips jerking against the dildo buried deep inside him. Jamie palmed his ass, pressing his fingers against the base of the dildo to keep it there as he carried Kyle out of the dining room and down the long hallway to the viewing room.
“Please, please, oh fuck, please,” Kyle gasped as Jamie held him.
Jamie nuzzled at the side of Kyle’s head as he walked. “Please, what? Stop?”
Kyle frantically shook his head, and Jamie couldn’t help the smile that came to his face. He knew Kyle enjoyed pleasure best when it hurt, and Jamie knew how to make it good for him.
When they reached the viewing room, Jamie walked right up to the window wall and set Kyle down in front of it next to the lounge bench. Jamie had moved that piece of furniture from the corner over to the center of the room near the window earlier. The light in the room was still set low, making it easier to look out at space and the curve of the Moon the ship was flying toward.
“Hands on the window,” Jamie said as he turned Kyle around to face the blackness of space.
Kyle’s hands slid against the thick, reinforced window, smudging it. He rested his forehead against it and took in a shaky breath, the collar a line of brightness around his pale skin. Jamie reached around Kyle to grab his cock, unsurprised to find it a little harder than it had been. Jamie bit down on Kyle’s right earlobe as he dialed down the vibration in the dildo halfway to free up some of his husband’s attention.
“From here on out, you can come whenever you want,” Jamie said. “In fact, I want you to.”
Kyle moaned. “Fuck. How many times?”
Jamie nipped at his shoulder before taking a seat on the lounge bench. “As many as I ask you to.”
Kyle whimpered, but he didn’t protest the statement. He never said no to anything Jamie wanted to do to him, because he wanted whatever Jamie would give him. It was a fine line of knowing what wastoo muchandjust enoughwhen Kyle was too far gone in his head to make the right decision even as he still asked for more. But Kyle trusted Jamie to do just that, to know when to stop, to pull back, to sayno, even if the word was never spoken out loud.
Jamie would give Kyle the world if he could, because Kyle washis. Even before the rings and the collar, that had been a truth that had sustained them both.
Jamie tugged at the base of the dildo, pulling it out of Kyle’s hole at an angle. The buzz of it got louder before becoming muffled when Jamie pushed it back inside. Kyle rose on his tiptoes from the angle, trying to escape the insistent pressure of it against his prostate. Jamie let him because he knew Kyle couldn’t go far.
He took his time teasing Kyle to full hardness with the dildo, alternating the speed of the vibration whenever he felt like it. He kept the dildo in constant contact with Kyle’s prostate, knowing how over-sensitized his husband must have felt. It showed in the way he shivered, the soft moans and whimpers that fell from his lips. When Kyle dropped one hand down to his cock to frantically stroke himself, Jamie didn’t stop him, merely enjoyed the sight of Kyle’s hips moving between the dildo in his ass and his own hand.
“Please, I—” Kyle ground out.
Jamie leaned forward to bite at his ass, tilting the fully vibrating dildo up at just the right angle so the tip buzzed against Kyle’s prostate. He reached between Kyle’s legs to fit his fingers against the sensitive skin of his perineum, pressing them hard against the area on the outside where he knew Kyle’s prostate to be. Jamie swore he could feel the vibration from the toy against his teeth and tongue and fingers through Kyle’s body.
He pulled his mouth away, pressing down hard from both sides against Kyle’s prostate. “I said you could come whenever you want.”
Kyle came with a scream, hips stuttering beneath Jamie’s hands, unable to get away from the buzzing pressure of the dildo and Jamie’s fingers. His hips jerked against the dildo, riding out his second orgasm, heaving for breath. When he slapped his hand against the glass, the clank of his wedding rings sounded loud in the air.
“Jamie,” Kyle choked out, rising on his tiptoes. “Oh, god.”
Jamie pushed the dildo all the way back inside and held it there as he licked his way up Kyle’s spine, getting to his feet. He didn’t lower the vibration, leaving it at its highest setting.
“Clench up for me. I want you to keep it inside you.”
Jamie palmed Kyle’s ass, feeling his muscles working weakly to do as Jamie asked. When he was satisfied the dildo wouldn’t slide out, Jamie pressed himself against Kyle, hard cock nestled against him. The faint thrum of the vibration teased his own cock as he dragged the hard length of it over the cleft of Kyle’s ass.
Kyle tilted his head back against Jamie’s shoulder as he panted for breath, eyes squeezed shut against the aftereffects of his orgasm and the constant vibration in his ass that Jamie refused to give him relief from. Jamie settled one hand over Kyle’s heart, wrapping the other around his throat and the diamond collar there. He slid his thumb beneath the collar, feeling Kyle’s pulse jump.
“You are the best thing that has ever happened to me,” Jamie murmured as he took Kyle’s spent cock in hand and stroked it, rubbing his thumb over the angry red tip.
“Please, sir,” Kyle said, his voice cracking on both words.
Jamie pressed his thumb into the soft skin of Kyle’s neck, feeling him swallow against the pressure. “I’ll get you there. Trust me.”
“I do.”
It was like their marriage vows all over again, but this was just for them and no one else. They bore witness to their love with no audience but the stars, and Jamie would have it no other way.
Jamie tilted Kyle’s head to the side so he could kiss him, the angle almost awkward, but he didn’t care. All that mattered was the man in his arms and the wholehearted trust that Kyle gave him. He dragged his mouth over Kyle’s jaw to lick at his throat and the diamonds there.
