“You’re such a tease, pet...” He kissed him hard and Kyle mewled, melting into his mouth.
Marius pulled him to the bed, almost throwing him on it, and Kyle pretended to resist him, trying to free his hands from his grasp.
Marius pinned him down, both wrists shoved into the mattress, and looked into Kyle’s eyes, full of defiance, a small smile on his lips. “You’re mine, pet, stop fighting...” Kyle tugged again at his hands, arching his back, trying to push him off, knowing full well he was working him up, that sad misery gone from his face as his dominant side took over, his eyes shining. “You’re disobeying me?”
Kyle just shot back. “Get off me!”
He laughed. “No!” He pinned his arms above his head, holding them in an iron grip with one hand and the other grazed Kyle’s lips. “Disobedient little pets get what they deserve...”
Kyle’s eyes darkened at his words, and Marius grazed his fingers along his jawline. “Open your mouth...” He obeyed, his lips parting, and Marius pushed two fingers in, deep, making him almost choke, sliding them in and out. “Good boy...”
Kyle sucked them, saliva dripping from his mouth in a thin stream, the taste of Marius’ skin making his mouth water.
Marius pulled his fingers out then and pushed them deep inside of Kyle, making him cry out and writhe under him as he fucked him hard, kissing his cries away. “Turn around...”
He let his hands go and watched him get on all fours. Kyle knew this was going to hurt, but he didn’t care, whimpering when he felt Marius leave the bed to walk to the bathtub. He picked up the bottle of oil and went back to him, caressing his back and sides, pouring the oil on Kyle’s hole and down his shaft, slowly pushing in.
Kyle pushed back on him, moaning hard when he bottomed out, and Marius closed his eyes, his chest heaving. “Oh, gods... Kyle...”
“Fuck me... please...”
Marius drew out, slowly pushing back in, picking up the pace gradually to let him adjust, thrusting harder when he heard him moan and cry out, his own pleasure building, gripping Kyle’s hips tight.
They came together, collapsing on the bed, Marius pulling him close, dizzy, out of breath. “I love you... I’ll never let you go again...”
Kyle’s eyes closed, and he clung to him, burying his face into Marius’ side, into his scent. They fell asleep, their skins glowing.
XIV
Theydriftedinandout of sleep in that dark night, groping for each other, for the other’s warmth.
Marius woke shortly before dawn, looking at Kyle sleep in his arms and his chest swelled. There was no way he would let him go again, not ever, and the prospect of being on a mission with Kyle thrilled him, far from Rome, his wife, and his meddling family, even if it was dangerous. The camp stirred around them, men groaning, their sleep parched throats making them cough.
Marius stirred, and Kyle’s eyes flew open, for a moment not even believing he was next to him.
Marius smiled and kissed him, his voice full of regret. “Time to get going.”
“Already?”
“That’s military life for you.”
Kyle rose then, quickly dressing. “I’ll get your breakfast.”
Marius pulled a face, the air too cold in the tent after the warmth of the sheets. “I’m not hungry…”
“Yes, you are.”
He could not object as Kyle had already left, so he dressed, waiting for him to put on his armor. He took a large swig of water, feeling already better, but the past months had worn him out, and he sat, vaguely dizzy. He had drunk too much too, and it had been taking its toll.
Kyle came back quickly, carrying a basket of food, bread, honey, and some dates, which he laid out on the small table. “Eat.”
Marius’ lips curled up. “Bossing me around?”
He kneeled next to him, looking up into his eyes. “Your breakfast is served, dominus.”
“Are you playing with me? Why are you kneeling?”
But Kyle didn’t comment, and Marius sighed, playing along, and he ate and fed him at the same time, like in the old days. Each time he’d push food into Kyle’s mouth, he had to lick his fingers, which led him to eating more, and before he’d realized it, he’d cleared the table.
