Kellen had the energy to keep going, to keep pushing. He wanted to do so much more, but he didn’t want to try everything out all at once.
So, after Rhys had caught his breath, Kellen pulled back, letting out a soft sigh.
"That was fun. Did you like that?" Kellen asked, stroking Rhys’ hair with his fingers, his eyes still lidded and his cheeks still flushed. He looked so damn handsome that Kellen was having a hard time looking away from him.
"I loved it." Rhys murmured. "Should I still call you sir?" He asked and Kellen smiled.
"No baby. You don’t need to do that anymore." Kellen said warmly, reaching down to wipe away some of the saliva on his chin. Rhys grinned up at him, pulling one of Kellen’s fingers into his mouth, sucking on it. Kellen felt a shiver run down his spine.
"Aw. Are we done already? It felt like it was just getting started." Rhys complained and Kellen felt a twinge in his chest. Admittedly, he was the one who decided that they should be finished for the night, but Rhys clearly was enjoying this.
"Did you want to continue? I just didn’t want to do everything all at once." Kellen told him and Rhys, upon hearing that, flushed further.
"How much do you have planned?" He asked, before he sat back, breaking contact with Kellen’s hand for only a second as he sat back, adjusting so that his hands were free from Kellen’s ass and that he didn’t need to lean on him to support himself. "Nevermind. I don’t want to know. Let’s keep it a surprise." Rhys said, his eyes sparkling. "It was only in my dreams that you would get this forceful, this daring. I never hoped that it could be true." Rhys said and Kellen stared at him for a moment. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
"You dreamed about me being forceful and bossy? You wanted that kind of behaviour from me? Why didn’t you say anything before this?" Kellen asked and Rhys smiled.
"Because I was happy with whatever version of Kellen I got. I don’t care what I get, as long as I have you." It was sweet that he said that, but Kellen felt a little upset.
"What if you needed more? What if I started to worry that I wasn’t satisfying you?" Kellen asked, now actually getting a little worried and Rhys reached for Kellen’s hand, tugging on it.
"Sugar, don’t panic about it, alright? I’ll explain it clearly." Rhys told him warmly, softly. Kellen wouldn’t lie and say that he wasn’t staring at how swollen his lips were. From Kellen’s cock and forceful gestures. It was a little hard to keep his focus, but he was doing his best.
"Okay." Kellen whispered. Rhys smiled.
"Can I get to my feet now? Wash my hands? I doubt you want both of my hands near your face right now." Rhys joked. Kellen agreed. He was right. He had kind of gone with the moment and let Rhys do what he wanted, without even considering the clean up. He stepped to the side, allowing Rhys an easier path to get off the bed and followed after him to the bathroom as he cleaned up.
He looked like a mess. Cum all over his chest and groin, his chin still glossy from the saliva, but he had a deep look of contentment in his eyes and face that made any comment Kellen wanted to make stop in his throat.
Once his hands were dry, and he seemed okay, Rhys took Kellen’s hands in his, lead him back to the bedroom, and sat down. He then pulled Kellen into his lap, wrapping his arms around him and snuggling into his shoulder, sighing happily.
"I will never get over the fact that I have the privilege to wrap my arms around you like this." Rhys was over exaggerating, but that didn’t mean Kellen didn’t like to hear it. He felt warm and tingly inside hearing that.
"Hey, don’t speak as if it isn’t a big deal for me too. I thought we were just going to be in a partnership." Kellen muttered and Rhys snorted.
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