Chapter 339: Who needs sleep? (m)
Kellen, hesitant, grabbed his pecs in a similar way that Rhys had, and Rhys laughed.
"No, not like that. Grab either side, pushing them in." Rhys said, and Kellen nodded, swallowing. Kellen, doing as he was asked, the lube pooling between them, looked up at Rhys.
"Like this?" He asked, and watched as Rhys couldn’t take his eyes off of him.
"Yeah. Just like that." Rhys muttered, pulling his cock out of his pants. Kellen couldn’t take his gaze off of him. He couldn’t lie and say that now, as soon as those eyes went golden, Kellen felt a shiver of anticipation go down his spine. It was almost a conditioned response.
Maybe not almost.
Rhys moved towards him, rubbing his cock against his stomach as he approached. Kellen felt his breath come in quicker bursts as Rhys moved forward. Kellen watched him, flinching when Rhys rubbed the head of his cock against his nipples. He smirked, turning his gaze towards Kellen’s face.
"You like this?" Rhys asked, slapping his cock against his pec. Kellen lips his lips, his own cock straining against his pants. Kellen did. He really did like this.
"I...I like it." Kellen admitted and Rhys’ grin widened.
"Good. I would have been hurt if you said no." Rhys rubbed his cock against the seam Kellen had made by pressing his pecs together. It was a nice valley, given how much Kellen worked out, and Kellen felt entranced.
He couldn’t take his gaze off of the cock rubbing on top of his pecs, pushing around the lube that Rhys had carelessly poured on him. Rhys groaned.
"Fuck. They’re so soft, firm and warm. It’s going to feel so good fucking them." Rhys said, and Kellen swallowed thickly. The man was already shadowed, those eyes staring at him and Kellen felt himself shifting slightly. His cock was hard just looking at him. Rhys, knowing that, smirked. "Don’t worry. I promised I’ll take care of you after." Rhys kept rubbing his cock against the seam Kellen had made with his pecs.