Page 82 of The Rat

“Mark it asours.”

Rory groaned.“Yeah.”

“You close?”

“So close.”

“Let’s come together… let go with me,Rory.”

The bubble burst, andsparks explodedbehind Rory’s eyelids. His prostate and his cock came into sync,and he orgasmed while gasping for air. He rested his foreheadagainst the door and watched his stream of cum rushing down.Sebastian marked his insides, and he marked the celldoor.

Sebastian pulled him backby the stomach, then pointed at the cell. “Look at the mess youmade.”

“Technically you madeit.”

“It came from yourbody.”

“Because ofyou.”

Sebastian laughed, and droppeda kiss to Rory’s shoulder. Rory’s gaze snapped tohis lips, and hetwisted to kiss him.

Sebastianavoided hisseeking mouth. “What did I tell you before…?”

“No kissing, but I reallywant to kiss you.”

“Kissing isn’t needed forsex.”

Rory frowned. “I know it’s notneeded, but I’d really like to kissyou.”

“I kiss your cock all the time, and I kissthese.” He pinched Rory’s nipple, and he jolted.

“I just don’t get why youdon’t wanna kiss on the mouth.”

“Too intimate.” Sebastianmurmured.

“Your cock’s still up my ass…”

Sebastian slid out. “I don’tkiss, ifthat’s a problem, we can stop.”

“No,” Rory blurted, spinningaround. “Ineed this.”

Sebastian smiled. “Nowthat’s better feedback than ‘shit’.”

Rory dropped his gaze. “I meanit.Ineed…you.”

“Why couldn’tyou have got convicted sooner, we couldhave had years, not meremonths.”

“I guess we’ve got to makethe most out of this,” Rory whispered, “before it allends.”

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Sexand chess were the only times Rorydidn’t feel the pressure of his emotions crushing him. He didn’tthink about Ollie’s imminent heartbreak, or Captain’sself-destructive path. He didn’t think about letting Hamish down,or Morris’s judging stare, or being a disappointment to his dad. Hedidn’t even think about Sebastian the murderer, or his futurecriminal activities.

Hethought about Sebastian’s mouth, hishands, his cock that filled the empty void inside him. Even whenthey played chess, Rory ended up thinking about sex. Sebastian hadstarted to stroke Rory’s claimed pieces across his lips, the sameway he rubbed Rory’s cock against his mouth before sucking itinside.

Rory grew hard under the tableand their pupils turned darker the longer they played the game.Manymatcheswere abandoned with their mutual need to get back to their cell andsettle the game in a different manner. In the game of sex,Sebastian always won.

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