The corner of Nolan’s mouth quirked ever so slightly, his eyes going soft. “I think you know.”
Kai surged forward, crushing their mouths together. Nolan pulled him up to straddle his lap, wrapping his arms around him so that they were flush, chest to chest. Nolan held him long after the kiss was over, until Kai started to believe, maybe, he could be this lucky.
37
Nolan handed the keys off to Myles to have him change the locks while Kai texted Matteo to let him know not to expect him that night.
Matteo:
I’m happy for you man.
Kai stared down at the message, his eyes sticking on that word:happy.It unfurled in his chest, tentatively, hopefully. He still couldn’t quite believe it, even as he sat in the passenger seat of Nolan’s car on his way back to his place. He couldn’t stop looking at him, half-convinced that he was going to evaporate like a figment of his imagination.
When Nolan caught him staring, he brought their clasped hands up to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of Kai’s hand like he’d done a dozen other times.
It was late afternoon now, and the sun was still reasonably high in the sky. He watched people go by and felt strangely separated from them, like he and Nolan existed in their own little bubble, but he felt very much at peace.
Nolan handed him his phone and told him to order dinner from the Italian place they liked. When they got to his house, Nolan ushered him upstairs and stripped him down before theygot into the shower. It was like no time had passed since the last time they’d done this, and yet, Kai felt like something had shifted between them, like something had settled and been fixed into place.
Nolan washed his body, washed his hair, massaging his scalp with those strong hands, all while lavishing every inch of him that he could reach with kisses until the only part of him that wasn’t melty and pliant was his dick. Both of them were rock hard, pleasure shocking through Kai every time Nolan brushed against his erection and his ass clenching involuntarily every time he felt Nolan’s. He needed him inside him tonight. He needed to feel owned, completely and irrevocably.
“Nolan,” he mumbled, too aroused to think straight.
“Hmm?” Nolan asked, pressing kisses against his neck.
“Am I still your boy?” he asked breathlessly, tilting his head to give him better access. He felt Nolan smile against his skin.
“Always.”
“Are you still my Daddy?”
Nolan pressed him against the wall, pulling away so that he could look into his face.
“Is that what you want?” His eyes were half-lidded with arousal, but the smile on his lips was affectionate.
“Yes, please.”
“Yes. Please. Who?” he asked, punctuating each word with a kiss along his jawline.
“Yes, please, Daddy.” Kai was squirming now, doing everything he could to get some much-needed friction on his cock.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
“I’m all achy inside. I need you.” He fretted, trying to cling to Nolan’s shoulders.
“Shh. Let me take care of you,” Nolan whispered as his hands skimmed down Kai’s sides, making him shiver. He wrapped his arms around his waist, his fingers tracing over hiscrease, all the way to his hole. Kai had to force himself to relax, but the light touch of his fingers playing with him had him crazy with need.
“Please” he begged.
“Don’t hurry me. I have lost time I need to make up for.” But even as he said it, he pressed a finger against Kai’s rim until the muscle gave way. Kai moaned, his hips bucking. He was so horny he was going to explode. Nolan worked his finger into him slowly, crooking it until he found that little pleasure point, all the while, grinding his hips into Kai’s.
“Fuck! I’m going to come!”
“Not yet, sweetheart. I do think I need to take a closer look at this ache though.” He withdrew his finger, and Kai whined at the sudden empty feeling. Nolan shut off the water, pulling Kai out of the shower and into a warm, oversized towel, hurriedly drying them both off before lifting Kai so his legs wrapped around Nolan’s waist. He carried Kai to the bed, kneeling on the edge of it and laying Kai gently down, hovering over him so that he could see his face. There was lust in those brown eyes but also a possessiveness that answered Kai’s need to be claimed.
“Say it,” Nolan demanded.
“Onions. You too,” Kai answered.
