He'd barely become accustomed to the thickness inside of him when he felt the snap of hips. It drew a groan from Keelan, the word 'savage' once again springing to mind. Despite having been warned, there was a part of him that hoped Fae would leave it in his hands or at least give the illusion for a little longer. A part that wanted Fae to trust him.
Though if he was honest with himself, deep down, this was exactly what Keelan wanted. To be shown what Faerin was capable of. So, he wasn't going to complain about the control shifting in the other man's favor. Even the brutal fingers digging into him or how he was bent didn't really hurt as much as some things he'd experienced. But maybe he's also captivated by the fire and lust, unable to pull his own gaze from those golden depths. At least, until a long moan was drawn from him, forcing his eyes to close tight.
This was what he wanted, alright. It was like seeing into the other man's soul. It made him shiver, the pleasure of it all so intense. He also wished he had even a fraction of that rebellion and power for himself. Would it look the same?
But Keelan didn't just simply give himself over to being pounded into like a good little toy that would take a beating. Fae wasn't just someone paid to screw him, he and Fae were fucking for the sheer pleasure of it. He met each of those thrusts with the movement of his own wanton hips, pushing harder, deeper. He practically clawed at the other man until his wrists were bound above his own head, eyes shut tight and body arching against the other man. There was almost no space between them, the friction of their bodies rubbing his cock absolutely no help to the mess he had become.
Fae might be right... He might have lost. But what a way to lose.
"Do you--" Keelan voice was breathy, strained with the force of keeping himself from moaning too loud. "realize how far... we would have to run to get away from him...?"
Through the haze of lust and pleasure, Keelan's mind was already formulating their escape. What he would take to ensure they had money. How he would hide himself and what he would do to Fae as both payment for getting him away from this place, and for any training he might need to be able to watch the other man's back when it was necessary.
and he'll love every minute of it
Though if he was honest with himself, deep down, this was exactly what Keelan wanted. To be shown what Faerin was capable of. So, he wasn't going to complain about the control shifting in the other man's favor. Even the brutal fingers digging into him or how he was bent didn't really hurt as much as some things he'd experienced. But maybe he's also captivated by the fire and lust, unable to pull his own gaze from those golden depths. At least, until a long moan was drawn from him, forcing his eyes to close tight.
This was what he wanted, alright. It was like seeing into the other man's soul. It made him shiver, the pleasure of it all so intense. He also wished he had even a fraction of that rebellion and power for himself. Would it look the same?
But Keelan didn't just simply give himself over to being pounded into like a good little toy that would take a beating. Fae wasn't just someone paid to screw him, he and Fae were fucking for the sheer pleasure of it. He met each of those thrusts with the movement of his own wanton hips, pushing harder, deeper. He practically clawed at the other man until his wrists were bound above his own head, eyes shut tight and body arching against the other man. There was almost no space between them, the friction of their bodies rubbing his cock absolutely no help to the mess he had become.
Fae might be right... He might have lost. But what a way to lose.
"Do you--" Keelan voice was breathy, strained with the force of keeping himself from moaning too loud. "realize how far... we would have to run to get away from him...?"
Through the haze of lust and pleasure, Keelan's mind was already formulating their escape. What he would take to ensure they had money. How he would hide himself and what he would do to Fae as both payment for getting him away from this place, and for any training he might need to be able to watch the other man's back when it was necessary.