Page 104 of Xerxes Ascendant
Akira
Would he like to top.
What an absurd question.Of coursehe would. ‘Like’ was too mild a word: Akira loved being filled, but he also loved sinking deep into Kyle’s ardently willing body, claiming him in all the ways and marking him from the inside.
Akira gave his answer in the form of a returned kiss, infusing it with all the passion and unreserved love he held for this man. Words often failed him with their inadequacy and the nuances of tone and context, but if he could make Kylefeelwhat he meant to him, perhaps that would be enough?
He feared it wouldn’t. Feared that Kyle might grow frustrated with his awkwardness and inability to communicate properly, and demand something from Akira that he couldn’t give...
But when had Kyle ever done such a thing? He was utterly accepting of Akira’s flaws and difficulties and…what was it he called them?
Quirks.
Like it was something fun and interesting, and not Akira being cursed to live apart from others because he thought and expressed himself differently.
Kyle was his conduit to those people. He translated Akira’s words to better reflect his intention, he described things in a way Akira could comprehend, and was like a prism through which ordinary white light could be seen in its thousand glorious colours.
And heunderstoodhim. Despite their differences being as stark as the sun and moon, Kyle Randall read his heart in a way no one else ever had.
Like moments ago, with their play fight. Commanding, dominating, hurting...and submitting. Akira had only used basic moves and not the combat techniques that would have put Kyle on his ass, but his struggles had still been genuine. The outcome had been doubtful enough to make it exhilarating in the uncertainty of which of them would be forced to ultimately yield to the other.
It was still a rare and precious experience for Akira, getting to unleash his switch preferences. His clients and old Master had only ever wanted one half of him: to be fully submissive, or to Dom them.
But with Kyle, he could be both.
Getting to nail his boyfriend while being collared and tied down? Akira was absolutelyherefor it, loving the delicious juxtaposition of the scene.
“Ready, pet?” Kyle asked softly.
Akira cocked his head. “And if I say no?”
His Dominant laughed, clearly not hating the brattiness that had compelled Akira’s tongue tonight.
“Then I’ll say you’d better get ready, and quickly,” he murmured. Thick, powerful legs wrapped around Akira’s waist and hauled him closer, both men letting out harsh exhales as their dicks brushed against each other. “I won’t tolerate anything less than your best, sweetheart.”
Akira’s breath hitched. “Yes, Sir.”
Kyle’s hand moved provocatively down his chest and slid between his own legs. Akira’s eyes hungrily tracked the movement, his mouth going dry at the sight of the two fingers Kyle slipped inside himself with ease.
“I prepped in the shower,” the blonde said with a teasing smile, pulling out and leaning back on his hands in an incomparable image of masculine seduction. “So come get me.”
Akira drove his hips forward, trying to sink his willing cock into the waiting heat between his boyfriend’s spread legs, but unable to get the right leverage to do anything but slide ineffectively past his target. He growled, tugging at where his wrists were bound and needing his hands free so he could hold the blonde in place and guide himself home.
Kyle, noticing his frustration and clearly revelling in being the cause of it, gave a playfully wicked grin.
“Problem, pet?”
He reached out to run a fingernail over the slit of Akira’s aching, needy dick, and the pain-pleasure-pain sensation of it sent him wild. Akira rutted against him, letting out desperate, inhuman noises that were loud enough to drown out the urgent rattling of the chains, but his Sir continued to ruthlessly tease.
“Kyle!”
The blonde pretended to pout. “Do you not want me?”
“I fucking want you,” Akira assured in a low growl, still trying to prove it. He’d never stop trying. “Ineedyou, Kyle. I love you.”
“I love you too, Akira.”
That made him choke up. They’d said it to each other before but never like this, together and reciprocated. It made it feelreal.
