Kellen was hesitant for only a moment before he pushed the Captain’s shirt up to his chin, exposing his chest. Kellen stared down at the expanse of skin before him, and was surprised by his own reaction.
He couldn’t take his eyes off of the Captain’s skin. The way his muscles moved as he breathed. The way he flexed nervously the longer Kellen stared at him. The change in colour between his skin and his nipples. Kellen hadn’t had a chance to really look at him, since he’d always been slightly in the dark, or...distracted, but now? Now he was going to take his time.
"Uh, Kellen? Are you okay?" The Captain asked, and Kellen shushed him.
"Sh. I’m busy looking at you." Kellen told him seriously, his hand holding his shirt jerking it up even more. The Captain seemed flustered at Kellen’s response.
"Looking at me? Why?" He asked, and Kellen gave him a look of annoyance.
"Because I haven’t had a chance to. I’ve been distracted every time you’ve had your top off, and I want to look at you. You’ve had as much time as you wanted to stare at me, so let me do the same." The Captain opened his mouth to respond, before he closed it, staring at the serious look on Kellen’s face. He licked his lips, and Kellen’s eyes couldn’t help but follow the motion. The Captain shifted, and Kellen narrowed his eyes. It was only to find a more comfortable position while Kellen was still on top of him.
"Stay put." Kellen warned, and the Captain swallowed. Kellen watched the muscles move in his neck, and found himself transfixed. Exhaling slowly, he leaned forward and pulled the shirt up and over the Captain’s neck, while his arms were still in it. It gave Kellen the view he wanted of him, and he nodded in slight satisfaction. Kellen’s eyes roamed over his upper body, and he knew that the Captain could feel his gaze from the way he was looking at him. Kellen wondered if the Captain saw him the same way when he was under him, and if he did, he understood why he behaved the way he did.
The Captain looked captivating, with slightly flushed cheeks, his muscles on display, the light reflecting off of his skin, and his eyes....Kellen was in deep trouble if the Captain kept looking at him that way. It was as if even though he was under him, he still wanted to devour Kellen. Kellen swallowed.
"If you’re going to get your fill, why can’t I?" The Captain asked. "Take off your shirt Kellen. I want to look too." The Captain’s voice was a little breathly, like he was breathless, and Kellen nodded. That was something he could agree to. Quickly, Kellen pulled his top off and tossed it on the couch behind him before settling onto the Captain firmly. He watched as the Captain looked him over with an eerily similar gaze, and Kellen felt his lips turn up slightly.
"I’m glad we both like what we see." He said, and was rewarded when the Captain’s cheeks flushed slightly.
"You like my body?" The Captain asked, and Kellen nodded.
"I didn’t think I really cared if my pair was defined like I was, but it has some perks." Kellen murmured, reaching out his hand and tracing his finger over his abs. He watched as he flexed, not expecting the touch, and Kellen grinned. Feeling devious, and not quite himself, he bent forward, and kissed the skin there. The Captain sucked in, and Kellen was pleased with his reaction. "If I wanted to, I could map out the same muscle groups on you that I have." Kellen told him, smiling, and the Captain’s gaze was slightly cloudy.
"Mmhmm." He agreed. The Captain’s hands hadn’t moved from Kellen’s hips since they had flipped, and the grip they had on him tightened. "Why don’t you come closer? Don’t you want a kiss?" He asked seductively, trying to lure Kellen closer. Kellen, for his part, was interested, but something else interested him more.
"Oh, I think I do want a kiss." Kellen told him, before he bent forward and pressed a kiss into the Captain’s collarbone. The soft, surprised gasp from the Captain only spurred him on. Kellen’s lips continued to move across his skin, unknowingly tracing the same paths that the Captain had traced on his own body before.
Kellen, trying to support himself, pressed one hand into the arm of the couch to give himself more support, while the other he placed next to the Captain’s chest, on the cushions of the couch. Kellen’s lips and tongue traced patterns on the Captain’s chest, and Kellen could feel his heartbeat race as he moved. Interested, he licked the Captain’s nipple, curious. He kept his gaze on the Captain’s face, wanting to know what he thought of his action.
The Captain was watching Kellen intently, his gaze never leaving him. His lips were slightly open, like he was going to start panting at any second. As soon as their gazes met, the Captain’s deepened into a burnt gold colour, and he groaned.
"Stop teasing me, Kellen, and get up here. I want a kiss." Kellen let his teeth graze his nipple slightly, and listened as another groan was pulled out of the Captain’s mouth. Pleasure filled his body and he couldn’t help the little shiver that went up his spine. Willing to listen, now that he’d gotten a small taste, he moved up the Captain’s body until their lips touched.
The Captain’s grip on Kellen’s lips tightened as the Captain coaxed him into a deeper kiss. Because he was above him, the Captain wasn’t able to fully control the kiss, but that was fine. Kellen enjoyed this new way of doing it, where Kellen had a little bit more control, even at a level three kiss. It was hot, and wet, and Kellen actively participated instead of being dominated.
His head was still spinning when he pulled away, his chest heaving as he got his breath back, but he felt in control of himself. He felt in control of the situation, and of the Captain. It sent a thrill up his back, especially when he stared down at the Captain. He had a feeling he had the same expression on his face, if not a little worse.
The Captain’s gaze was hot, his lips moist, and when his tongue darted out to lip them again, Kellen felt himself harden. He’d already been mostly hard, but now, it was painful. He knew the Captain wasn’t in a better state, since he’d felt it poking against him practically the whole time. Feeling dangerous, Kellen shifted back slightly, rubbing against the erection below him, and watched as the Captain’s eyes fluttered closed before they opened again, and the look he received for his actions was hotter, darker.
"Don’t tease me, Kellen." The Captain warned, and Kellen gave him a smile.
"Why? What are you going to do to me, Rhys? I thought you were letting me do whatever I wanted." The Captain’s gaze became slightly hopeless.
"But don’t tease me that way. It’s cruel. At least let me play with your pretty nipples in compensation. They look so lonely. Don’t you want them in my mouth?" The Captain clearly wasn’t above begging. Kellen did find it tempting, but he had something else he wanted to do.
Gaining more confidence by the second, Kellen knew he didn’t want to hurt him, and tried to keep his teeth out of the way as he took more of his cock into his mouth. He reached a point where he couldn’t take anymore, and was slightly disappointed in himself. It was his first time, he would get better at this. It was a promise he made to himself.
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