Kyle breathed hard, the pain just temporary, feeling Marius burry himself to the hilt, and he could have sobbed, it felt so good.
He felt him thrust, slowly picking up the pace, their mouths wide open, panting. “I won’t last long...”
Marius moaned, and Kyle looked at him. “Me neither...”
He fucked him harder, Kyle’s cock trapped between them, and Kyle arched his back.
“Yes... come for me...”
He spilled between their bodies and Marius came inside of him, hard, their tongues melting into each other’s mouth, slowly exploring, tasting.
Marius pulled out and lay next to him, caressing Kyle's rippling abs. “Fucking hell, you look like a god, pet...”
Kyle laughed, embarrassed, vaguely anxious. “I thought you wouldn’t like it...”
Marius smiled at him. “Are you crazy? I love every bit of you...” He kissed him again, pulling him close. “I missed you like crazy... and this was way too fast, but after our bath and dinner, we’ll take it slow.”
Kyle looked at him. “I... I haven’t slept in here since you left and domina will want you tonight...”
Marius smirked. “She can wait... she’s bloated like a whale, not much we could do...” A slight fear crossed Kyle’s face and Marius stroked it away, his fingers grazing the welt on his face. “I’m the man of the house here... she can’t lay a hand on you anymore.” Kyle’s defenses came down slowly, feeling safe again, and Marius kissed him deeply. “I love you so fucking much...”
“I love you too, Marius...”
They got up a bit later and went to the bath, the dying sun tinting the windows, a golden-red light pouring in. Marius sighed in the hot water, relaxing, and watched Kyle take off his tunic and join him.
His body made his mouth water, and he pulled him close, whispering. “Turn around... let me wash your back...” Kyle obeyed and Marius’ eyes grew wide, his voice a breath. “What the fuck...” His hand glided on the scars marring his back, his voice eerily calm. “Did Seraphina do this?” Kyle shook his head and Marius turned him around, his eyes cold with anger. “Then who?”
Kyle swallowed, his voice soft. “Your father...” Marius’ jaw clenched, but Kyle’s hands cradled his face, his lips brushing his lips. “It doesn’t matter...”
Marius kissed him lightly and then pushed him back a bit, tracing the welts on his skin with his fingers. “And this.... this.... this...” He traced the one on his cheek, his eyes boring into Kyle’s. “This?”
Kyle sighed. “Those are domina’s...”
“Fucking bitch...”
Kyle shrugged. “It could have been worse...
Marius’ lips pinched. “It could always be worse... she had no right to hit you... or the others?”
Kyle looked away, and Marius cupped his chin, making him look at him. “The children too?”
Kyle shook his head, a small smile on his lips. “They hid and I could never find them.”
Marius smiled. “I bet that worked her up.”
“Yes... you can see it on my back...”
Marius blanched. “This stops now.”
Kyle looked at him and wordlessly reached for the sponge and soap, lathering it up and washing his strong shoulders, his neck, the milky foam gliding down on his chest, floating on the water. “Turn around...”
Marius obeyed, and he felt the sponge glide on his shoulders, shoulder blades, down his back. He moaned when Kyle’s hands massaged his head, washing his hair, his strong hands gliding down to knead his tired muscles. “If you keep doing that, I’ll have to fuck you again...”
Kyle smiled. “We’ll be late for dinner.”
Marius turned around, kissing him hard. “Do you think I fucking care?”
His hands slid up Kyle’s back, pressing their bodies against each other, pushing him towards the edge of the pool in a passionate kiss, their mouths wide open, when they heard somebody clear his throat.For fuck’s sake...
