The Darkest Knight (Guardians of Camelot #3) - Victoria Sue Page 0,75
Made him feel even more as if Charles belonged to him.
He smoothed the sponge over the back of Charles’s neck and down his shoulders. Charles slumped against him. “Don’t stop,” Charles murmured with his eyes closed.
Kay rewarded that with another kiss. “I’m just getting started.” And he was. Kay’s cock was starting to take an interest in the hot body pressed against him, but he wanted to give comfort without demanding anything in return, so he snaked his hand around Charles’s chest. The answering rumble when he scraped the sponge over Charles’s nipples earned Charles another kiss to his neck. Kay methodically cleaned every inch of Charles’s body until his cock was rigid and peeking out of the water.
“My turn,” Charles murmured. “Sit in my lap.” If the bath hadn’t been circular or as large, it would have been impossible to move, But Charles solemnly let a little more hot water in and leaned forward so Kay could gingerly swap places. Kay shivered for a moment before he sat down, moaning as Charles’s cock slid between his buttocks. He knew what Charles wanted, and warm and relaxed, he wanted it too.
“There’s some lube,” Kay whispered and nodded to the pot on the side of the bath.
“Waterproof?” Charles murmured, and Kay blushed.
“Of course.”
“Hmm,” Charles hummed approvingly and coated his fingers as Kay balanced on Charles’s legs, leaving room for Charles to slide one hand underneath him and use the other arm to anchor him still. Charles slid lubed fingers up and down his crack and teased his hole until Kay’s own cock was swollen with need. Charles continued teasing and stretching Kay, murmuring all the things they could do to explore each other’s bodies and exactly what he would like to do with Kay.
“Charles,” Kay gasped in frustration. His growly explanations were setting Kay on fire inch by aching inch, and he needed Charles to be in him. Charles grasped under Kay’s hips and, with more strength than Kay thought was possible, lifted him up and balanced him gently over Charles’s cock. Charles was big, but Kay was completely helpless to stop the begging whispers of encouragement as Charles slowly lowered Kay down. The first breach drew a gasp as Kay’s insides clenched, but he didn’t ask Charles to stop. He never wanted him to stop.
Almost wantonly, Kay tried to writhe in encouragement as Charles held him still and pressed kisses to his neck. Occasional sharp nips followed by soothing kisses and the double assault had Kay almost spinning out of control until he was seated fully, his body incapable of thought or movement, until Charles lifted him again and let him slide back.
“Fuck,” Kay whispered weakly, and Charles chuckled.
“Lean forward.” Kay did slightly, and the resulting change in position and pressure nearly blew his mind. “Now back.” Charles wrapped a hand around Kay’s waist, and the other he brought to wrap Kay’s cock, leaning back a little himself, sending Kay into another tailspin of delicious sensations.
“More,” Kay begged as Charles slid his hand up Kay’s cock and stroked his palm over the crown. “Please,” he murmured, completely unsure as to whether he should or was even capable of movement.
Charles tightened his thigh muscles and lifted Kay a little, then released them quickly and Kay dropped. His hand slid in sync, encasing his cock in heat. He kept changing position until Kay was begging. Little moans and pleases spilling from his lips as well as the yesses and the gasps and the warning he was close. So close. “Tell me what you like,” Charles demanded and cupped Kay’s balls.
“Everything. All of it.” Kay’s words fell over themselves in their hurry to chase his orgasm.
“I promise,” Charles vowed and thrust again. “I promise to never let you down.” Then heat and light and all good things seemed to coalesce in Kay’s body and reach out to pull Charles close. Another thrust, another tightening, and Kay’s vision whited out as his orgasm barreled over him. Not more than a second later, he felt Charles’s rigid control snap, and he arched as his own hit.
A few moments later, Charles had to hold Kay upright while he sluiced him clean and helped him from the water. Kay’s legs were like noodles, and all he wanted was his bed. “You won’t go?” he suddenly asked.
“Where would I go?” Charles murmured and dried him thoroughly. Barely five minutes later, Kay was curled up in Charles’s arms and closed his eyes, reveling in the strength that held him