Chapter 245: Fireworks (m)
Kellen felt like he was being devoured.
Rhys was persistent. With making sure that Kellen was okay, still with him, and also that he wanted what was happening. With the man so determined, Kellen had a hard time not telling the truth.
He’d found this embarrassing at first. He’d been the only one without any clothes on and he’d been spread across Rhys’ lap like a child about to be disciplined. And then...then he found that he really, really enjoyed it when Rhys’ palm made contact with his skin. The sting didn’t linger long enough, not like the throbbing pain that radiated from when Rhys bit him.
Unless Rhys didn’t stop smacking his ass. Particularly one spot over and over. Then the pleasure felt endless, and would radiate from one cheek while the man slapped the other. Kellen would lose all sense of reason when he’d put his whole hand on his throbbing ass cheek and give it a squeeze.
Kellen worried that Rhys didn’t even need to touch his cock. He was...he was embarrassingly into this. And after he’d put up such a fight against it.
"R-Rhys I-"
"Sh. Don’t think too hard. Just enjoy." Rhys’ voice wasn’t helping Kellen in the slightest. The man was giving him orders, whispering to him, being kind. Kellen wanted to stop this so that he could kiss the man senseless, but he also never wanted this to stop. Kellen’s fingers were claws against the floor, trying to find purchase as Rhys’ palm slammed into his tender ass over and over.
He was sobbing, gasping, making noises that felt foreign to him as he continued his assault. He felt like he was going to get a cramp in his leg with how tense his legs were.
"Are you ready, Sweetheart?" Rhys slapped his hand down, before rubbing the spot he’d just abused. Kellen felt inconsolable. This was so overwhelming for him, and it felt...it felt dangerously good. Like it shouldn’t feel this good. He was worried about how badly he was going to look when Rhys touched his cock. He didn’t care too much if he came quickly, but at the same time...