and had to cover for each other. This was when most of the fights broke out and the most people got hurt.
Something about Nicky’s demeanor was frantic, his eyes wild, his hair a mess, glasses slightly askew. “What’s going on? What’s wrong?”
Nicky shook his head. “Nothing. I just needed to see you. Touch you.”
The lie was written all over Nicky’s face, but before Cy could even attempt to try to seek the truth, Nicky wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss that seemed more desperate and clingy than passionate. Cy responded anyway—couldn’t seem to help himself—his arms going around Nicky, gripping his ass as he took control of the kiss.
When he pulled away, he saw him. Thor, leaning against the wall, peeling the skin off an orange and dropping it into the garbage, one foot kicked back against the wall. He watched the two of them with a look that was equal parts disgust and lust. The way he watched them made Cy’s skin crawl. Thor was a true predator. He’d be a monster until the day he died.
“Nicky, what are you doing?”
“He needs to know. He needs to see who I belong to. Show him. Let me show him.”
He opened his mouth to tell Nicky no, that it wasn’t worth the risk of the hole if somebody drew the attention of the guards, but he was already sinking to his knees, freeing Cy’s soft cock and swallowing it down. “Shit, Nicky,” he muttered, eyes rolling with pleasure.
Cy’s cock hardened with each sucking pull of Nicky’s hot, slick mouth, his hips rolling almost against his will. Cy was still dirty and covered in sweat, but that didn’t slow Nicky down in the least. If anything, it only seemed to make him hungrier, taking Cy’s now stiff cock deeper until his nose was buried against his pubic hair and he was gagging on it.
“Jesus. You look so hot on your knees for me,” Cy muttered. It was true. Glasses fogging, tears streaking his face, spit covering his lips… He was still so fucking hot. Always so eager. What the hell were they doing? This was insanity. But Cy knew he wouldn’t stop.
When Nicky pulled off, his hand replaced his mouth. As he jerked him, he looked up at Cy. He couldn’t help but run his thumb over Nicky’s mouth, grunting when he sucked on it as eagerly as he had his cock. Would Nicky be this eager outside of this place? Was there a world where Cy would be able to do this with Nicky whenever they wanted? In the comfort of their own place?
“Fuck.” Cy’s one hand fell to the stair riser above his head, bracing himself, the other tangled in Nicky’s messy golden blond hair. The thought of having access to Nicky anytime he wanted ratcheted his desire higher.
Nicky’s smile was more one of relief than genuine pleasure, but when he took Cy back in his mouth, it was impossible for Cy to stop whatever was happening between them. Still, he kept his gaze on Thor. If the other man decided to call for a guard, they’d have to move quickly. But Nicky was right. He didn’t seem in any hurry to ruin his viewing experience. He was dissecting his orange, making a show of eating each slice. Cy was certain others could see them, too, but Thor was the only one of concern.
Cy had never been one for voyeurism as far as he knew, but there was something about knowing Thor was there, that he could see Nicky eagerly on his knees, giving Cy something he’d never give Thor willingly, that turned him on. Knowing Nicky wanted him enough to give himself over every night, was willing to beg for it… It was a heady experience, one that caused him to grip Nicky’s hair tighter, slide his cock deeper into Nicky’s throat until he was swallowing around him convulsively in a way that had his balls tightening and his hips grinding Nicky’s lips against his pelvis.
Fuck, he was so deep. He could feel even the slightest undulation of Nicky’s throat. When Cy released him, Nicky was a mess of tears and spit, glasses a mess. Cy tipped Nicky’s head up, using his saliva to jerk himself roughly. He was so fucking close. “Open up for me, baby.”
Nicky didn’t hesitate, his mouth falling open, sticking his tongue out. Two more hard pulls, and Cy was spilling onto Nicky’s tongue. He took the head of