"Are you bringing your pup again tonight?" Kris grinned at Nish and gave him a playful shove with his foot.
He kissed him again and slid a hand under his shirt. His skin was smooth and firm, his stomach muscular. The bare skin under his hand sent all the blood rushing to his middle.
More, he wanted more. His hand moved further down, to the waistband of his pants. With two fingers, he managed to undo the button and the zipper.
"Relax," he whispered again when he felt Yrla tense up. "No one can see us. I’ll make us invisible."
He didn’t know if he could actually do that. His thoughts were miles away from his power, but if it helped Yrla relax, that was all that mattered. He let his hand slip into Yrla’s pants, stroking his cock until it began to swell. He pushed his boxers lower, taking him fully in his hand and looked at him, slightly panting.
"Nish..."
His voice was filled with less desire than Nish had hoped, but he told himself the boy was just shy. It was a big step, after all. But he would make sure that Yrla enjoyed it.
Nish felt Yrla’s fingers brush against his wrist. For a moment, he thought the boy would pull his hand away, but it was a weak touch. Maybe it was even meant to encourage him.
"You feel so fucking good." When he looked up, he saw Kris’s red-purple eyes in front of him. The boy grinned at him before pressing his lips back to his and starting to jerk him off firmly. The image quickly faded, and he saw Yrla’s pale face, his wide eyes. He was breathing heavily.
Nish started moving his hand faster, the boy was getting harder. He kissed him again on the neck. "You can touch me too."
He wanted to attack his lips again – but before he could, someone grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and yanked him back. He stumbled backward. Cursing, he looked around. He was immediately punched in the face. Blood started to flow from his nose. Through the haze, he saw Kris’s angry face.
"I knew it. I knew you couldn’t stand it."
"Are you out of your mind?" Kris snarled. "What the fuck are you doing?"
His eyes were dark purple. Breathtakingly beautiful.
"We were just having fun. If you –"
"Wake up, idiot!" Kris slapped him in the face. "He’s frozen with fear. I thought you liked him!"
Nish laughed bitterly. "Come on. He means nothing to me, what do you think? I just needed him to make you realize that you do have feelings for me. And now..."
"You’re fucking insane," Kris growled. He shoved him hard against the wall.
Just as he had predicted. He looked at his friend with longing. He wanted him, rough and wild, without holding back.
"This isn’t over," Kris hissed, still holding him by the collar. "Wait here."
Nish grinned lazily. He knew how this would go. He was angry now, but soon he would give in to him. Finally.
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