Page 108 of Sick Bargain

I look at Krypt, meeting his eyes in the flashlight’s glow. My heart is thumping like crazy, but instead of wanting to move out from under the danger, I grin at him.

“There you are,” he says, voice scratchy and playful. “Fun and fear. That’s what you need. Not everything needs to be so dire, Remiel.” He pushes on my chest and pulls my body back until only my head hangs over the edge again. Positioning the flashlight to point at the stalactite, I stare up at it, wondering if it’ll kill me while Krypt watches.

“I don’t think I want to die anymore,” I admit. “Not even by your hand or by accident. I’m selfish because I’m no longer trying to end the family curse.”

Krypt’s hands slide up my bare legs, passing over my stirring cock to caress my stomach and chest. “When you asked me to kill you to end your curse, I almost killed your uncle to end it.”

Jesus. I didn’t even think of that. “What stopped you?”

“I didn’t want our bargain to end,” he admits. “I didn’t want to free you.” He pinches my nipples, making me hiss. “And now that you’re mine, even after I freed you, you’re mine forever.”

“Not if I fall over this cliff when that thing falls on me.”

“Remiel,” Krypt says, voice serious. “I’ll move this goddamn mountain to stop it from killing you.”

Oh my fucking… “Krypt,” I moan when he blows dust off my cock, using his hand to remove the rest. He takes me into his mouth, and my head hangs over the precipice, eyes staring upward. Krypt doesn’t really know how to suck a dick, but neither do I, so it doesn’t matter. I’ll keep it to myself, but I love that he has an insecurity about sex. He’s more inexperienced than I am and doesn’t like to draw attention to that, but I love it.

Because I’m just as possessive as he is.

Grabbing my knees, he bends them up towards my chest, making my body slide closer to the abyss. “Krypt!”

He laughs around my cock, pulling my knees back down. I want to make him laugh every day. “Don’t shout too loud.”

I won’t. Because the echo of my voice is enough to bring this whole place down. I want to be buried with him someday, but not today.

“Fear is my thing. What’s yours?”

“Power.” His tongue licks my slit, making me writhe.

Obviously. “What else?”

“Dominance. Possession. You.”

The fear I’m feeling mingles with pride. I’m the one who brought his sexuality to life…

Because I’m terrified to say it, I do. “I love you.”

Krypt growls, and then he stands. He yanks me to my feet, my head narrowly missing the stalactite. With one hand latched around my wrist, he shoves against my chest with the other.

My stomach drops, my lungs seize, and every part of my body tingles with jarring fear as I start to fall over the edge.

“Kry—” My teeth rattle together when I’m jolted to an abrupt halt. The soles of my feet dig into the ledge, and the only thing keeping me from falling over is Krypt’s vice-tight grip on my wrist. “No. No, no, no, no. I don’t like this! Bring me back.”

“I will,” he says, his cock thickening in the ray of light. “As soon as you come.”

I shake my head, trying to swallow the terror stuck in my throat. “I can’t! I can’t come like this.”

“Then we’ll be here a while,” he says, looking at my arm, uselessly stretched out for balance. “Jerk yourself off, Remiel. Let me watch how fear lights you up.” He smiles at me, and fuck, my cock throbs with need.

Shaking, terrified, and teeth chattering, I grab my cock in a tight fist, keeping my eyes on Krypt the whole time. When he uses his free hand to rub himself, I look down to watch. I move my hand up and down my length, not even ashamed that I’m this hard.

It doesn’t matter that there’s danger all around me because, once again, Krypt is in control of my life. He lets go, I fall. He pulls me back, I live. Whatever way this goes, we go together, because I’m dragging him with me if he tries to let me go. I grin at him.

Fear and fun. He’s right.

Pleasure builds, mingling with darkness and delight. My body sweats while Krypt watches, and when I’m close, he laughs again. Then he lets go of my wrist.

“Krypt!”

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