long breath.
“That was a little dicey. I thought for a moment there that he’d refuse. I believe our commandant is getting really tired of playing this game.”
“The commandant’s dangerous,” Rasc spoke up quietly from nearby. “I’ve known men like him before. Don’t underestimate him and mess around with him so much. You have no idea what he could do.”
Kylon shrugged, and even he recognized it as an arrogant move, but being arrogant was a way to cope for a Tygerian, a way to thumb his nose at his enemies. “Huh. He has no idea what I can do.”
Rasc gave any angry growl, shoved his disruptor at Setin, and walked away. “Where are you going?” Kylon barked at him, lunging for his arm, but not quite fast enough. Rasc jerked away and stormed over to the little area he’d staked out for himself in the hallway.
“Better go take care of that,” Pax spoke up from beside Kylon softly, giving him one of his trademark half-smiles where the lips on only one side of his mouth quirked up.
Kylon shook his head but followed after Rasc, catching up with him just as he made it to the hallway and grabbing his shoulder to turn him around.
“Don’t you walk away from me.”
Rasc snarled at him, his eyes narrowed to slits, an icy blue that tried to freeze him out. “You don’t tell me what to do.”
“What’s wrong with you? I’m trying to get us all out of this in one piece, and your little tantrums aren’t helping anything.”
“My tantrums? Are you kidding me? You’re underestimating the commandant and his guards with your typical Tygerian hubris and the belief that you can handle anything that comes along. You’re going to get yourself killed, goddamn it, but you keep pushing me away every time I try to tell you!”
“Would you care if I got hurt?”
“Would I…? Of course, I’d care!”
“I wasn’t sure,” Kylon said, stepping closer to him. “You get so angry at me.”
He turned up a furious face at Kylon. “You spend all your time with Pax now. He’s the one you confide in and plan with and talk to.”
“We both know that you’re the only man I really see.”
Rasc drew in a sharp breath, and Kylon put his hand around the back of his neck and pulled him closer. He had even surprised himself with that remark, but he knew it for the truth the moment he said it.
“You’re the only one I want, Rasc. Nobyo.” Kylon’s mouth went to the side of Rasc’s neck, and he bit down gently, apparently sending a jolt of something through him from the way he shivered. Kylon felt the electricity too and ground himself into Rasc’s groin. He dug his fingers into the firm muscles of that delectable ass and lost track of time for a few minutes, so caught up in the feel and smell and taste of him.
“Gods, I want to fuck you.”
Squirming against Kylon, Rasc looked up at him and replied breathlessly, “Then what the hell are you waiting for?”
“I don’t have any lubricant, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“In my pocket,” he gasped out, and Kylon reached into it and withdrew a small tube. He laughed softly against Kylon’s neck. “I thought I should be prepared, just in case.”
The next few seconds were frantic as Rasc slid out of his clothes and Kylon worked to get his own pants down and the cap open on the tube with his hands trembling with urgency. Rasc lay down on his bedding and Kylon fell on top of him, a finger breaching his sweet ass as Rasc moaned Kylon’s name and urged him to hurry.
Pulling his fingers from him, Kylon rolled forward, but instead of pulling Rasc’s legs up around him, he slid between Rasc’s thighs. Rasc murmured something, but Kylon was too aware of what could happen when he penetrated this man. It would be hard enough to be parted from him when this was over once he imprinted on him, it would be almost impossible. Rasc met his strokes as Kylon thrust again and again between his thighs, his cock against Rasc but not inside him. He would have loved to put his typpid inside him and find his sweet spot, rake his cock over it as Rasc screamed beneath him. But did he dare?
He reached instead for Rasc’s cock, fisting it, stroking, tugging, and dragging his hand over him as Rasc begged for more, harder. This was fast and urgent, and Kylon