Enjoy the filthy smut between two dumb-dumbs.
Kai fidgeted, silently thankful that his boss was a clothes horse and rich. Had he had to decide on what to wear for this event, it likely would have been off a discount rack and ill-fitting at best. Instead, Xerynn had ordered him to his personal tailor, seeing to it that Kai's tux was perfectly cut and that his shoes were Italian.
He looked down, arching his toes up, wondering if he'd ever worn anything so shiny in the past.
Probably when I had to go to church that one time. It hadn't been a fun time for anyone considering he'd been almost six and wailed the entire time.
Xerynn cleared his throat, tapping his cane against the pavement. "I would advise against focusing on your feet, Mr. Walker."
He sighed and folded his arms over his chest as he straightened. At Xerynn's raised brow, he reluctantly dropped his arms. "Why in the world do you want me here? Won't I be a stain on your rep?"
The god's brow twitched. With his free hand, he took Kai's elbow, drawing him toward the Melody. "There is little you can do to mar my reputation, Mr. Walker," he admonished. "You afford yourself more importance than you retain."
"I think you just insulted me," Kai muttered, allowing himself to be led up the stairs to the main room. Which, honestly, was par for the course these days. Very little Xerynn said to him ruffled his feathers anymore. The retorts were largely reflex.
Still holding Kai's elbow, Xerynn led him into the main space, opulently decorated with cream and silver, the small waist high tables scattered about the room, Portland's elite already congregating, with glasses of alcohol in hand. Waiters wandered with laden trays, pausing here and there and voices created a susurrus of continued noise. Had it been more crowded they might have entered undetected but Kai doubted it. Xerynn drew attention wherever he went, coaxed by his very nature if not his striking looks. Little wonder then that more than one set of eyes turned their way as they entered, some appraising and others critical.
Kai wanted to bolt. He usually entered rooms unnoticed. Being near someone like Xerynn was akin to being pinned under a spotlight. He swallowed and trailed after Xerynn, his skin crawling as the gazes followed them both.
Xerynn glanced back once and smirked. "Worry not. I only need you to be seen."
Confusing. "Why?" he prodded. "Isn't it better if people don't know who I am?"
The god lifted Kai's chin with the head of his cane. "You appear to be my guest. My very nervous, naive guest." He raised his brows and replaced the cold metal with an equally cold hand. "There is nothing those of power enjoy more than attempting to use what they see as a weakness."
Understanding dawned and Kai ground his teeth. "You want them thinking you and I -"
Xerynn grinned then, stroking Kai's bottom lip with his thumb. "Ah, you can catch on when prompted."
Kai swallowed the urge to gag. "Why?" he asked again.
Xerynn dropped his hand, letting it drag along Kai's arm. Strange how when Ethan would do such gentle touches, Kai's mind would shift into overdrive until he was nearly nonsensical. Here, he only wanted to swat at the god and march off. But, if there was one thing he'd learned in the last year, it was that Xerynn never did things on impulse. And listening before reacting would serve him better when it came to the god of war.
"You will mingle. You will demure to the attentions of these people." He leaned in and murmured, "and you will listen."
Kai frowned. "You do realize you're asking me to act like a spy. Me." He knew his own limitations and given his perpetual anxious state, he had to wonder if maybe Xerynn's mind had snapped.
Xerynn patted his cheek, appearing all the while as an affectionate lover. "Not words. Chaos. You will work."
Ah. He nearly laughed. He would have chided Xerynn for such an overly complicated method until he glanced about the room. Calculating eyes tracked Xerynn's every gesture. This group wasn't like most, Kai could sense that easily. While the room dripped with money, there was an aggressive undercurrent that left him shivering.
"Who are they?" he asked, his voice soft.
"You do not wish them to know your name." Xerynn eyed him in warning. "Say nothing to them. Pretend you are ignorant of who I am beyond the firm. Mingle and track. There is something here that should not be."
Kai nodded. He could do that. Besides, the sooner he could find whatever it was Xerynn was after, the sooner he could likely leave. He glanced about the room again, startled to see Ethan and Chernov walk into the open space.
Xerynn followed his gaze and dipped his head toward Chernov who only flipped him off in response.
"Similar reasons," Xerynn intoned. He pinched Kai's chin, lifting his gaze. "You seek Chaos for me. They seek else."
Yay, work party. He slipped out of Xerynn's touch, careful not to appear as though he was in a hurry to do so. He smoothed the front of his tux and swallowed, shutting his eyes for a moment. Okay. Chaos. I can do Chaos. He let out a breath and schooled his expression as best he could, stepping away from Xerynn.
He wandered about the room, occasionally acknowledging a nod or a smile from the other guests. For the most part, Kai appeared invisible to the other guests. Without Xerynn at his elbow, he'd effectively disappeared in their eyes. It didn't last long, however. Eventually, an older man cornered him, and Kai did his best to not bristle at the aggression.
The man's eyes were unfocused, and his glass half full; by Kai's guess he was likely already on his third. He smiled politely, skin crawling at the fumes coming off the man. Never let it be said that wealth makes you palatable, Kai groused.
"So." He took a swig from his glass. "I see Xerynn's slumming these days."
Oh, for fuck's sake, Kai thought. He was a split second from shoving the man away when he recalled Xerynn's warnings. Instead, he smiled innocently and murmured, "Mr. Warrgott is very kind." Christ, Xerynn, you owe me for this, you dickhead.
He jumped when the man clasped his chin, tilting his head as though examining a horse. "You're cute though. Bet you're fun."
Nausea swarmed in Kai's gut. He didn't necessarily care if anyone thought Xerynn was screwing him. He knew differently. But this man appeared willing to find out and that alone spiked Kai's flight response. Before he could do anything, however, a hand latched on his wrist, rescuing him.
Blank faced, Ethan pulled Kai to his side and stated firmly, "Mr. Warrgott sent me for you, Mr. Walker."
He didn't fight the beaming smile at Ethan's interruption. Ethan's eyes were hard but not for Kai, that much was clear. He turned back to his companion and said brightly, "Sorry, must go." before happily following after Ethan. To his shock, thought, Ethan didn't take him in the direction of Xerynn but rather down a smaller hallway where signs pointed to the coat check room.
Ethan shoved him into the small room, turning to lock the door behind him as he did. His shoulders were hunched, once hand splayed against the door as though he struggled to control himself.
Kai smiled. He's probably just as irritated about being here as I am. "There a reason you're locking us in with coats?" he teased.
His boyfriend turned them, the dark look from before still present. Kai's smile faltered and he prodded, "Ethan? You okay?" He squawked when Ethan surged into him, hands on either side of Kai's face as he kissed him, desperate and nearly painful in its suddenness.
Oh. Oh, I see. He relaxed them, eagerly returning the kiss as Ethan walked them back until Kai was pressed to the wall between two racks of coats. He circled Ethan's wrists with his hands, tugging until he got the man's attention. He drew those familiar hands down, thumbs stroking the backs in tandem.
"Feel better?" he grinned. Ethan's shift toward impulsivity was an interesting thing to watch. He'd been so closeted for the better part of his life that he rarely did things overt. Those first few months they were together he acted more like a confused puppy, clearly wanting to jump all over Kai but unsure of how and when. Jumping him in a closet, though, was new.
The hot look from before had tempered but Ethan still clearly appeared annoyed. It passed in a breath, shifting into a searing directness Kai was far more fond of. He reached out and touched Kai's lips, almost reverent in his gentleness. "He shouldn't have touched you."
In the past, Kai would have been pissed at someone acting so possessive. But with Ethan, Kai just reveled in it. He would never provoke the man but neither could he deny the thrill at Ethan's frustration. Kai was sure he'd never get tired of the sight, those familiar pale blue eyes hazy with lust and ire. Didn't mean he necessarily wanted to be groped in a coat closet with half of Portland's upper echelon milling about only a few feet away.
Still. He rested his arms on Ethan's shoulders, hands loosely clasped. A boldness he didn't always feel crept over him and he cocked his head slightly, blood singing at the way Ethan's eyes never left his. "Problem, officer?"
Ethan scowled. "Do you have any idea what you look like?"
Kai fought a grin. Instead, he blinked innocently. "Why, whatever do you mean?" he teased.
Ethan's fingers dug into his waist drawing a hiss. He leaned in, resting his lips against Kai's jaw and growled, "They think you're Xerynn's."
Kai did laugh then. "I-it's just a ploy," he protested. "Xerynn wanted me working tonight. Someone's got some Chaos-something-or-other and I need to find it." Still snickering, he watched Ethan draw back, a very obvious pout on his face.
I love you, you idiot, he thought with affection, his own heart stuttering at the realization. His humor softened and he cupped Ethan's cheek, dragging a thumb against his boyfriend's neatened beard. "It's nothing to worry about."
Looking every inch a petulant giant, Ethan looked away. "I kept hearing them say how . . . how surprised they were by Xerynn's new arm candy." His throat worked as he frowned and looked steadily away from Kai. "Like, like they thought you weren't good enough."
Kai's heart overflowed in that moment. He brought his other hand up to Ethan's face and forced the man to look at him, smiling at familiar want and affection in those eyes. "Ethan, are you seriously angry that they didn't think I could get Xerynn?"
You idiot, he chided, grinning. He leaned in and kissed Ethan gently. "Frankly, they should be wondering if something's wrong with me mentally if they think I'm here with him because anyone he actually seems to want to pursue always has a few wires missing," he retorted. Granted, he only had Jac as an example but it was a hefty example.
Ethan's eyes flicked to Kai and away, but beneath Kai's fingers, the man's jaw no longer jumped.
"Ethan," he murmured. Eyes swung back and locked on Kai this time. His heart jittered at the heat there. "Ethan," he repeated. He leaned in kissing Ethan gently. "Were you jealous?" he teased.
He gasped when Ethan pinned him to the wall again, startled by the sudden movement. He didn't fight when Ethan took Kai's wrists and pinned them above his head.
Of course you only need one hand you goddamn behemoth, he mused as Ethan drew his empty hand down his neck. Thank fuck. His eyes fell shut and he lifted his chin, shivering at the blunt scrape of fingernails along his skin. By reflex, he widened his stance and whimpered when Ethan pressed close, letting Kai know just how affected he'd been.
"You're mine, remember?" Ethan growled, leaning in to fasten his mouth to Kai's neck. He dragged his teeth along Kai's skin, lips curling in response to Kai's startled yip. "Wish I could leave a permanent mark on you. Wish I could show them you're mine."
Kai squirmed, growing hard and flush at the want in Ethan's voice. It was the same for him, though. Everywhere they went eyes followed Ethan. Lust trailed after the man like an unending river. And while Kai knew Ethan would always be faithful, it didn't prevent the tiny doubts that would worm into his head when they were separated for long periods.
"I am though," he breathed.
"Are you?" Ethan's voice shifted, darkening. He huffed a puff of air across Kai's dampening skin. "Are you mine?" He let go of Kai's wrists but when his arms began to drop he growled, "Keep them there."
Kai shut his eyes and nodded frantically. The whine that came out when Ethan reached for his waist might have embarrassed him once but now, he only fidgeted, his imagination filling in the next steps.
He shifted again as air passed along his now bared stomach, Ethan having yanked his dress shirt from out of his trousers. He bit his lip at the moan that burst in his throat when Ethan slid one hand down the back of his boxers, squeezing roughly.
"This," Ethan hissed, fingers digging into Kai's ass, "is mine."
"Yours," Kai gasped, hips bucking against Ethan, his dick already throbbing and seeking. "Ethan, anyone ever tell you," he swallowed, opening his eyes to slits, a loopy grin slanting his mouth, "that you're kind of horny?"
His boyfriend surged forward, knocking him to the wall as he brought their mouths together, a spark of pain rapidly fading under the welcome onslaught. He would never tire of this. Never tire of Ethan's want. He never wanted to be without it.
Ethan dropped his chin, dragging teeth along Kai's jaw. "You have no idea how hot you look." His voice thickened, ragged and strained. "How I wanted to bend you over every surface."
Kai scrunched his eyes shut, squirming under the filthy image. He wasn't sure what it was that Ethan saw in him sometimes. Ethan looked like he'd stepped out of a fashion magazine whereas Kai was lucky if his hair behaved for a day. And yet, a man as drop-dead gorgeous as Ethan seemed utterly floored by Kai's very presence. It was heady and Kai was fast growing addicted to the feeling.
"Y-you'd get arrested," he teased. "Chernov'd be pissed." He could feel Ethan's responding pout on his skin.
"Don't mention him when I'm trying to fuck you," he admonished.
Kai opened his eyes halfway, feeling drunk. Ethan's gaze was steady and hot. "H-here?"
Ethan's kiss was filthy, all tongue and sucking wet. "Yes," he rasped. "I want you. Here. Now. Need you." His fingers dug deeper into the soft flesh of his ass. "Need to feel you."
If he said no, Kai knew Ethan would relent. He'd protest with his words only but let Kai lead them out. Maybe take them home. Maybe see if they could get an open room at a nearby hotel.
Kai's heart thundered in his ears. He'd do anything I asked. He'd never deny me. That scared him more than his earlier realization about his feelings for the other man. His hands dropped from the wall, draping over Ethan's shoulders again. He swallowed and whispered, "I love you," before he could stop himself.
Ethan blinked, eyes darting about Kai's face. In a beat, he broke out into a grin. His kiss was still eager, still desperate but sweeter somehow. A steady press of skin and the tease of a familiar tongue. "My heart is full of you," he murmured. His mouth moved in soft sweeps before he rested his lips near Kai's ear. "You paint my life in gold."
Kai's breath caught, fingers clenching on Ethan's shoulders. He turned then, meeting the other man's gaze. The adoration there left him shaking. Tears pricked his eyes and he shut them tight, struggling to contain them. He whimpered at Ethan's mouth drifting sweetly over his shut lids.
"Not fair," he whined. It really wasn't. Kai thought it a big step for him to even say those three words. And here Ethan went and damn near spouted poetry. You asshole, he lamented, his heart threatening to burst.
Ethan's laughter was a low rumble in his chest. "I lost to you so long ago, Kai. It's only fair I score a point or two now and again."
Kai sniffed, opening his eyes, a tear falling free as he did. Ethan's thumb swept it away, his palm cradling Kai's cheek.
Ethan grinned. "Do I get a prize?"
He shivered, watching as the lust from before returned, turning Ethan's pale eyes into molten pools. He licked his lips, not missing Ethan's greedy tracking. "I said I love you, doesn't that count?"
Ethan's hands dropped to his waist again, his left creeping back toward his ass. "And I told you to keep your arms up: strike one."
"Oh, really?" Kai prodded, his heart kicking up. He bit his lip, knowing it would wind up Ethan more. "I didn't realize there were conditions." He lifted his chin, brows following. "Bad form, Ethan. You're supposed to explain all the rules."
He gasped when Ethan thrust his thigh up, pressing to Kai's still hard cock. "Okay. Rule number one: arms up." He jerked his chin toward Kai and repeated it until Kai responded. "Good boy," he purred.
Kai shivered, groin throbbing. Ethan could be somewhat aggressive in bed but this was something altogether different. And Kai wasn't about complain. Given the endless pulse in his head and the pleasant press of their bodies, he only wanted more.
Ethan's hand returned to his ass, squeezing rhythmically. "Rule number two," he husked, using his right to undo Kai's bowtie, "you can't touch me."
"You fucker," he groaned. He loved touching Ethan. Loved the feel of firm muscle under soft, fiery skin. Loved the feel of sweat that gathered in his tousled hair.
Ethan clucked his tongue. "No touching," he repeated, looking distinctly pleased with himself at Kai's torment.
"I'll get you back for that," he warned, meaning none of it. In fact, given how turned on he was at the moment, this might be a scenario worth revisiting. Ethan, you've ruined me, he admitted.
Ignoring his threat, Ethan whispered, "And rule number three: you can't make a sound."
He glowered at that, blushing hard. They both knew Kai was noisy in the bedroom. In fact, Ethan seemed to think it a point of pride to see how loud he could get Kai to respond. "You're kidding."
Ethan dragged his thumb along Kai's swollen bottom lip. "Punishment for letting other people look at you." His eyes flicked from Kai's mouth to his eyes and back again. "You make a sound, I stop."
"You sure you want to commit to that?" Kai asked, knowing full well how lost Ethan could get in sex. "Pretty sure your lower brain will take over if you try," he mocked.
Kai yipped at Ethan's free hand clamping down on his groin, fingers finding the outline of his dick easily and squeezing. "No sound," he taunted. His grin was lazy and dangerous but his chest was rising and falling faster by the second.
Fuck it, Kai thought, biting his lip and nodding.
"That's my boy," Ethan sighed, kissing him hard, pressing him to the wall, and letting Kai feel his ardor, hard and thick against his thigh.
Kai shut his eyes, clenching his hands together to fight the urge to touch. His arms trembled with need as Ethan's mouth moved, nipping and licking as he slowly undid his dress shirt, seemingly taking ages to unhook each button before finally exposing Kai's chest.
He caught the rustle of fabric as Ethan knelt and bit harder on his lip at the urge to whimper when Ethan mouthed his belly. The man was obsessed with the soft skin there. Often getting Kai to come just from tender, never-ending ministrations. He pressed his head to the wall, eyes screwed shut as he squirmed, wanting to watch but also knowing it would only make the torment worse.
Ethan's tongue laved the skin above his belt and he murmured, "Nobody gets to touch you like this, do they?"
Kai opened his mouth to answer but snapped it shut when Ethan nipped his stomach. Instead, he pressed his lips tight and shook his head violently.
"No one gets to see you like this. See you unravel."
His mouth dropped open as he began panting, struggling to keep his thoughts even. Oh, you're such an asshole, he whined. Still, he wanted it to keep going. Straining to hear Ethan's next taunts. His next commands.
He pressed his lips tighter when the telltale burr of his zipper filled the coat closet. Ethan's hands were sure and warm against his skin, drawing his boxers and trousers down and leaving them pooled at his ankles. Until all that hid him from Ethan's appraising eyes was his dress shirt, open as it was.
Christ, I'm naked in a coat closet with my boyfriend at an upscale event. Am I a slut? The thought almost made him giggle, giddy as he was. Jac would approve. It was a sign of how turned on he was that even thoughts of the rapacious assassin did nothing to dim the ache in his cock.
He cracked open an eye, immediately regretting it. Ethan knelt at his feet, eyes blown wide with desire, tie loose and throat of his shirt open to reveal a flushed chest. Ethan met his bleary gaze and held it as he turned his head just enough to press a filthy kiss to the inside of Kai's thigh, dragging his tongue upward with a flick. His right hand splayed against the back of Kai's leg, lifting it slightly as he continued to nip and suck at bared skin.
His arms began to fall but Kai snapped them back up when Ethan pulled up his left hand and held up a finger, wagging it back and forth slowly, one eyebrow raised.
I will kill you. I swear, I will kill you in messy ways.
Ethan sucked a bruise into Kai's thigh, raising his left higher to splay his fingers along the crease of Kai's hip. Kai bucked towards the warmth, wanting Ethan's hands on him elsewhere. So close. So very close. His cock. twitched, throbbing under the soft touches, precome dribbling in response.
Ethan's tongue dragged along his skin. "Pretty," he murmured.
Kai squinted at him, heaving. He opened his mouth to chide Ethan but shut it just as quickly. Instead, he only screwed his mouth up and rolled his eyes.
His boyfriend chuckled, shifting closer. "You're so pretty like this, Kai." When Kai only shook his head, Ethan drew a finger along the underside of Kai's dick, the featherlight touch a shock, enough to draw a gasp.
"Ah, ah," Ethan warned, dragging his finger in the opposite direction. "Want to say something?"
Kai shook his head harder, eyes squeezed shut. Ethan continued his torment and Kai wanted to kick him, trembling at each light touch. Desperate, Kai shifted his arm, pressing it to his mouth to muffle a groan.
"I wonder if that's cheating," Ethan mused, leaning into to replace his finger with his tongue. Kai's eyes snapped open at the first pass, his hips driving up for more. He whimpered when Ethan pressed his ass back to the wall with an arm at his waist, eyes bright with humor at Kai's frustrated snort.
He was immediately grateful for Ethan's pressure at his hips given how his legs buckled when the man swallowed Kai down. He bit down on his sleeve, choking on the keen in his throat at the familiar, wet heat. Brow twisted, his eyes cracked open and Kai regretted it instantly.
Ethan watched him, blue eyes lit like fire, his red, spit-slick lips stretched over Kai's swollen cock as he bobbed up and down. Shit, he wanted so badly to tangle his fingers in the man's blond-brown hair. To tug on the damp strands.
He might actually be evil. He's an evil man.
He shuddered as Ethan pulled off with an audible pop, licking his lips. The other man stroked Kai slow with one hand as he rose from his knees. He worked Kai's dick even as he pressed his body against Kai's shaking form.
"Turn around, baby," he murmured.
Kai's eyes widened. Dazed, he kept his mouth fastened to his arm as he turned, using the wall to brace himself given he doubted he'd be able to remain standing for much longer. He let out a muffled whimper when Ethan's fingers dropped from his groin, struggling not to squirm.
Intent on his torment, Ethan dragged his tongue along Kai's jaw. There was a jangle of a belt and the shift of fabric and Kai jerked at the rigid, fiery flesh against his ass.
"I can't wait any longer," he husked. "If we were home, I'd make you scream." Kai took some solace to the fact that Ethan's voice was ragged now, strained with need. "Love the way you sound when you beg," he rumbled, peppering Kai's neck with open kisses.
Kai squeezed his eyes shut as two fingers prodded his ass. A surprised giggle slipped out at the slick touch. He craned his neck, meeting Ethan's eyes, amused at the man's typical horny preparation.
Even with his cheeks flushed with arousal, Kai could see them brighten in a genuine blush. He took a breath and finally unlatched his teeth from his sleeve. Arching back, he bumped his nose against Ethan's, knowing it likely violated Ethan's self-imposed rules.
To his surprise, Ethan pulled Kai's head back into a desperate kiss, even as he thrust his fingers deeper into Kai. He mewled into the man's mouth, scraping his fingers against the wall in response. Even in his haze, he had a heartbeat of clarity: Ethan was about to fuck him against a wall in a coat check room, in downtown Portland.
They weren't so far gone that he couldn't put a pause on it. Get Ethan to take him home and give them proper privacy. He could. As if hearing his trepidation, Ethan pulled back just enough, his breath a soft whisper across Kai's bruised lips.
Eyes so soft. Even after all that had happened between them, Ethan still managed to gaze at him with nothing but trust and adoration.
What did I do in a past life to deserve you?
This time, Kai leaned in, the position awkward and stiff, and whispered, "Fuck me."
Ethan's hand slid into his hair, twisting curls as he growled. "Fuck you so good," he grunted, thrusting into Kai with his fingers. "Gotta be quiet, baby," he warned. His voice was thick but teasing. "Don't want to share your pretty voice."
Kai glared but it lacked any impact given how flush his entire body was, the way he dug his fingers into the wall, wanting instead to feel flesh and muscle under him. I hate you, he mouthed.
Ethan licked the tip of his nose, unrepentant. "Nuh uh; you love me." He drew Kai's head back more, nearly painful as he fastened his mouth to Kai's and mumbled desperately, "I love you. I can't exist without you."
Kai trembled, once more shutting his eyes tight, as though blocking Ethan from view would stop the unending spill in his heart. It wasn't fair. Wasn't fair that Ethan could be this sexy and sweet. His lips curled into a grin as he sucked Ethan's tongue, calling it a point when Ethan's grip tightened in his hair and his hand slipped out of his ass.
Hurry hurry hurry, Kai pleaded, aching and empty. Given their position and haste, he likely wasn't stretched as Ethan usually made him but Kai as beyond caring. He only wanted to feel Ethan, the delicious burn of penetration, the pleasure that would chase it along his nerves.
He cried out into Ethan's mouth as his boyfriend thrust into him, the initial invasion a surge of pain. With a growl, Ethan tore his mouth from Kai's and pressed his lips to the back of Kai's neck, hands falling to his waist, fingers digging in. Kai had barely a warning to brace himself before Ethan began slapping his hips forward, grunting desperately with each jerk.
He bit his lip, wondering if they'd be functional by the end of the night. Each stroke from Ethan left pleasure swirling in his body, a warmth that shivered like waves up and down his chest. "Please, please," he begged, trying desperately to keep his voice down.
"Naughty boy," Ethan retorted, driving hard into Kai. "Weren't supposed to make a sound." His thrusts slowed, becoming fewer but brutal, Kai's entire body jolting with each stroke.
Christ, Kai must look utterly debauched at this point. He was gasping for air, sweat damp on his face and neck, pants pooled at his ankles, arching back as his boyfriend fucked into him, with long, violent strokes. The idea drew out a broken, lewd moan and he dropped a hand to his cock, tugging hard as pleasure continued its relentless surge.
He whined when Ethan stilled his hand. A yelp choked his throat as Ethan thrust again, seating himself fully inside Kai before stopping.
Panting, he glared at Ethan, struggling to move, to coax him to continue. Ethan only grinned, squeezing Kai's hand around his cock. He let go and pressed himself entirely to Kai's back, sliding both hands up, squeezing his chest possessively.
"Such a naughty little boy," he purred, pulling nearly all the way out before snapping his hips forward.
"Ethan!" he cried, belatedly sinking his teeth back into his arm.
Not that it mattered. His impassioned cry was enough to unravel Ethan and he fucked into Kai in a frenzy, grunting in his ear as he rocked into his body with short, violent thrusts. He didn't stop Kai from jerking on his cock this time, instead adding his own hand to the mix and tugging hard on abused skin. Tears well in Kai's eyes, overcome by the sensations as Ethan continued to drive him insane.
Sex with Ethan had never been anything less than exceptional. But here, in this small room, locked away from prying eyes but still lacking privacy, it was as though it was the first night again. Like Ethan wanted to make certain Kai never forgot how his body felt. As though Ethan wanted to tattoo his pleasure so deep inside Kai he'd orgasm from memory alone.
To Kai's relief and regret, however, It was over far too quickly. His mouth fell open in a soundless cry as his dick pulsed, come splattering the wall in front of him. He shivered at Ethan's satisfied groan, fingers painful on his hip as he held Kai still, pumping his release deep inside.
Panting, Kai slumped against the wall, his heart rabbiting in his chest. His nerves sang, sparking with each aftershock of pleasure that swept his skin. He moaned when Ethan pulled out, his softening cock pulling free soft pop. Kai shuddered, missing his presence already. He grinned weakly at Ethan's soft kisses against the back of his neck. With his cheek pressed to the wall, he eyed Ethan awkwardly. "Feel better?" he rasped. He certainly did. He hadn't realized how tense this place had made him until Ethan had literally expunged it from his body.
Ethan guided Kai around to face him, clearly ignoring their nakedness and the general mess they'd created. He looped his arms around Kai's waist, burying his face in Kai's neck with a happy sigh. "Always better after I get to touch you," he mused. He patted Kai's bare ass, pinching it lightly. "Even better when I can get inside you."
Kai's face burst into flame. "Ethan," he whined, "you didn't have to do that in a coat closet though! Just because you get jealous over idiots." He grumbled at the squeeze to his waist. "You're ridiculous," he chided, still warm that Ethan wanted him so badly he'd willingly do something so brazen.
The admonishment meant little given how Ethan only nuzzled into Kai's neck, sighing blissfully. "Can we go home now?"
He certainly wanted to, if only to clean up and not feel so inappropriate. But, he had yet to do what was expected for the night. "I still have to work," he protested. And he still had no idea what it was he was looking for or where it might be.
Wait. He frowned, glancing around the room, realizing there was something here. Sensing Chaos was always a strange affair. Occasionally it blared like a klaxon and other times, it took ages for Kai to pinpoint the source. So no wonder he hadn't noted the strange undercurrent until now. It thrummed in a low tone, only noticeable in the quiet that had enveloped them after sex.
"Hang on." He pushed Ethan away, hastily pulling his trousers back up and fastening the zipper. His shirt hung open as he crept along the edge of the room, his senses pinging like radar. He stopped beside a fur coat, noting the way the texture appeared to ripple, drifting from soft animal fur to a strange thickened material. Under his fingers, the texture jittered from soft to the odd give, a sure sign of Chaos. He dug into the pockets of the garment until he pulled out a silver letter opener.
Chaos curled along the hilt of it, threads of magic that twisted and warped. "It was never even out there!" he snapped. Goddamn it. It was a waste to even wander around the main room. And Kai would never had had a reason to come in here had Ethan not - he froze.
He turned to stare at Ethan who watched him, curious.
"Oh, that asshole!" he yelped.
Kai squeezed his eyes shut, realizing that this had been Xerynn's goal. "Oh, my god," he gasped, "I hate him so much." He clapped his right hand over the hilt, wincing when the gateway in his palm stretched open to swallow the traces of Chaos easily. Like cold oil, it spread along his arm, fading into the odd link he carried with the Chaos realm. The familiar yet unwelcome feeling dispersed slowly, receding and leaving the room clear, the coat once more the warm sable it had started as. Once done, he returned the letter opener to its place, wishing instead he could fling it in the face of a certain god.
"Kai?" Ethan had come to his side and was rubbing his back, brow furrowed in concern. "You all right? Was it a bad one?"
He turned to meet Ethan's calm, warm eyes. He kissed Ethan softly and shook his head. "It's fine. Hardly anything." He pulled his shirt closed, redoing the buttons. "I think we can go now, though." As he tucked his shirt back in, he scowled. And I need to avoid even looking at Xerynn. He still wasn't entirely certain of the breadth of Xerynn and Destiny's knowledge but given what had happened, he was sure he didn't want to confirm any of it.
Ethan helped him redo his bowtie and with a soft pat to his head, led the way out of the coat room. Thankfully, no one appeared to have realized the room was unusable for the short while they'd been inside. Even so, Kai wanted very much to get the hell out before anyone else accosted him. His job now complete, there wasn't even a reason for him to alert Xerynn. Especially if this was what the god had intended in the first place.
As they neared the door, he glanced to his right and stumbled to a stop when Xerynn lifted a glass in his direction. At Kai's glare, the god only grinned, turning away in clear dismissal.
I hate you. He jumped when Ethan took his hand, lacing their fingers together. He sighed then, his tension melting almost instantly. He perched up on his toes and kissed Ethan, murmuring, "Take me home."
Ethan grinned and looped his arm around Kai's shoulder, pulling him away from hollow wealth behind them and into the cool night air.
He took a deep breath, shutting his eyes for a moment. The thickness of the gala behind them faded and Kai was once more reminded of how lucky he was to have met Ethan. Hard to believe that working for a god would have led him here. With a glance to the man at his side, he realized that all in all, he might actually need to thank Xerynn one day. He shuddered at the idea, screwing up his face in distaste.
I'd rather people think we fucked than do that, he admitted. Instead, he squeezed Ethan's hand, smiling when the man lifted it and kissed the back of it.
Still, he would carry the burden of knowing he owed such an insufferable person that great a debt to his grave if this was his reward.
