Page 103 of Psync
“And I’m going to rip Jace’s arms off next time I see him.”
“There’s the Haruka I know. I was wondering where he was hiding.” Eli went on his toes and nudged Haruka’s cheek with his nose.
“I wasn’t hiding, I was being respectful.”
“You’re so respectful. Should I go back upstairs so you can keep practicing?” Eli teased.
Haruka growled. “Don’t push me, Eli.”
“Or what?” Eli was suddenly very interested in knowing what would happen if he kept pushing.
They’d had a lot of naked fun together, but they’d never gone further than getting each other off. There were more fun things they could get up to—Eli had done extensive research on the matter. But Haruka had never pushed for anything more. What if he was only being respectful?
There was such a thing as too much respect.
“You don’t like thinking about me being with someone else?” He was going too far, he knew he was, but he couldn’t seem to stop himself. Haruka was so contained. Eli wanted to see what it would take to make him lose control.
“Don’t even joke about it.” Haruka grabbed Eli’s arms and hauled him against his chest. Eli’s toes were barely scraping the ground.
“You’re always so careful with me. Aren’t you afraid I’ll get bored?” He wasn’t bored, not even a little, but he was curious. Curious enough to ignore the fire igniting behind Haruka’s eyes and the warnings he kept giving and continue to push to see what it got him. And since Haruka was touching him, he trusted the man would understand that Eli was actively trying to provoke him rather than suggest he was actually bored.
I want this. Show me the fire you keep trying to hide.Eli gazed into Haruka’s eyes as he thought the words at him.
Haruka’s fingers dug into Eli’s arms with bruising force, and Eli gasped, but not in pain.
“Fire burns, Eli.”
“I trust you.” There was no world where Haruka would continue to do something if Eli wanted him to stop.
Haruka nodded, as if it were a contract they’d just agreed on. “I will never break your trust. If your heart asks me to stop, I will, but if your mouth does, I will find it something better to do.” The fire in his eyes had transformed into a flaming tiger, pacing back and forth, waiting for its moment to strike.
“Game on, then,” Eli whispered.
Eli closed his eyes and took a breath. Then another.
“Let me go, Haruka.” Eli opened his eyes and gave him a little push.
Eli’s toes left the floor. His feet dangled in the air as Haruka brought Eli’s mouth to his.
“I don’t think so,” Haruka said between one kiss and the next.
“Put me down.” Eli twisted, trying to get free. The burn against his skin as he fought the hold on his arms was fucking perfect. How did he make Eli feel like being small was such a good thing?
“No.”
How far could they go?
“As far as you want to go, chibisuke,” Haruka said as he began to nip his way along Eli’s jaw. “You can’t even imagine some of the things I want to do to you.”
Eli thought sticking him in a cat-maid costume was somewhere on the list.
Haruka pulled away from Eli’s neck. “You’re not wrong.”
Eli took the small distraction as an opportunity to shove Haruka’s chest as hard as he could and twist his lower body to gain the momentum to tear himself loose—gambling Haruka would choose not actually hurting him over holding on.
His feet hit the floor, and he sprinted for the door. He made it two feet before Haruka grabbed him by the waist, dodged his flailing arms, and threw him over his shoulder.
“Clever kitty. But not fast enough.” He tossed Eli onto the bed and pinned him with ease. “Now that I know you might run, I have to do something about it.”
