Page 90 of Trained Royal
“How are your side and arm holding up in that position?” he asked.
“They’re fine, Sir. The bed is the right height to rest my chest fully.”
“Good. If you get uncomfortable at any time, let me know immediately.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Patrick reached for the flogger, gaze focused on Kieren, who watched the flogger until he could see it no longer. As usual, he ran the falls of the tool down Kieren’s back, getting him used to the texture and making him aware of where it was at all times. While he did that, his other hand squeezed and rubbed his ass cheeks.
“Do you know I love watching you train?” Patrick said absently. “The way your body moves, the strength visible in the actions you perform. It’s like watching a story unfold. Your body is a work of art, and if I could, I would’ve loved you to draw what I see every time I look at you.”
Patrick slid the flogger over his ass and thighs, then removed it. He stepped to the side. “Ready?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He heard Kieren inhale and exhale, then brought the flogger to his skin, the loud slap and answering groan from Kieren heightening Patrick’s awareness. It was difficult for him to explain, but whenever he did this, it was as if he tuned in closer and closer to the person and their reactions. Almost like a zoom feature. He blocked everything else out but the person he was with. He could hear every hitch of breath, see every jerk of movement, and he loved it. Add that to the scent of sweat rising into the air as well as the taste of it on his lips, and he was in heaven.
“Colour?”
“Green, Sir.”
He brought his hand back and let it fly again, the smack against Kieren’s skin a beautiful sound. “You’re already blooming into a nice red colour for me.” He slid his hand over the blushing skin.
He flogged Kieren several times more, each time dragging moans from his boyfriend. “Lie still for a moment,” he whispered.
Patrick grabbed the lube from the bedside table and squirted some onto his fingers. He had a surprise for Kieren, and he couldn’t wait to see how he reacted. Stepping out of sight behind the man again, he settled his slicked fingers against his own pucker, biting his lip to hide his sounds as he prepared himself for Kieren’s cock. They had never done it this way before. Usually, when Patrick flogged Kieren, Patrick then fucked him, but he wanted Kieren to see what it would be like if he fucked Patrick after such a scene.
When he was ready, he knelt beside Kieren, resting his upper body on the bed and sliding his fingers through Kieren’s hair. “Hey, sweetheart.” Kieren blinked open his eyes and smiled. “I have something for you.” Kieren frowned. “Take me, Kieren. I want your cock in my ass this time.”
Kieren’s eyes flared, and he paused as if waiting for Patrick to take the chance away.
“I’m yours,” he added.
Kieren lifted off the bed, the slight tensing of his facial muscles the only evidence he felt the flogging Patrick had given him. He stood, using the bed to support him.
“On the bed,” he rasped.
Patrick climbed onto the bed on his hands and knees and glanced over his shoulder. Kieren crawled on behind him and pressed his lips to Patrick’s lower back. Patrick felt the head of Kieren’s cock against his pucker and instinctively bore down. As Patrick had prepared himself, Kieren slid right in, and Patrick groaned.
The sound must’ve hit Kieren just right because he gripped Patrick’s hips and thrust and withdrew to a punishing rhythm. It was perfect. Patrick lowered to his forearms, using them to stop his forward momentum by clenching the covers. His cock bobbed up and down with the motions, and Patrick closed his eyes, enjoying everything about it.
“Fuck, Kieren. That feels good.”
“Paddy! I can’t…”
“It’s fine.Let go.”
Patrick stroked his cock, bringing himself closer as Kieren groaned and emptied inside him. Kieren kept pumping his hips as he lowered himself over Patrick’s body and the change in position caused him to hit that spot just right.
“Oh, fuck,” Patrick gasped and fell over the edge. As the spasms took over his body, Kieren’s arm surrounded him, pushing his cock deeper inside him and setting off another round of contractions. His cock spent the last of his release, and Patrick slumped, panting into the V of his arms.
Kieren’s fingers threaded through his, and they remained in that position until Kieren’s cock slipped free. Patrick could feel Kieren’s come leaking from his ass, and it felt divine. He huffed a laugh.
“What?” Kieren asked.
“I was just thinking about how I loved the feel of your come leaking from me. It makes me feel owned.”
Kieren moved off him, much to his pouting, but Patrick jerked when Kieren’s tongue lapped at his pucker. He licked from his balls to his hole and pushed his tongue inside. Patrick’s entrance spasmed around him. Kieren pressed a kiss to his rim, then moved up beside him.
