Chapter 428 - Losing It? (1/2)
✿ BL scene. Skip if you're not comfortable ✿
”Randall, please,” Kyle pleaded, ”Not here.”
Randall stopped, his finger still pressing right at the entrance, asked, ”Do you admit you're Dean?”
Kyle closed his eyes, as if in defeat and replied, ”Yes.”
With a growl of satisfaction, Randall let go of Kyle's c*ck and hands. He brought his hands to grip Kyle's chin and said gently, ”Now, was that so hard to admit?”
Kyle tried to turn his head away, but Randall wouldn't let him, holding his chin firmly in his grasp ”Kyle. Dean. Whatever name you go by, know this. I love you. I want you. Be mine.”
Kyle looked at Randall seriously.
Just what was it that Randall knew about him? There were so many things he had to find out. He didn't look like he knew about the mission, so what did he think about 'Dean'?
He had to dig out more information. More so because Randall knew his real identity as Kyle.
”I can't, Randall,” Kyle replied, ”I -”
Randall didn't wait for Kyle to finish, sealing his lips with his, taking the opportunity of Kyle's open mouth to push his tongue in. He sucked hard on Kyle's tongue, growling in satisfaction when Kyle finally responded.
Both of them were fighting for dominance. Their mouths were the battleground, their tongues the weapons. They danced, parried, and clashed while going from one spot to another.
Randall deepened the kiss, running his hands underneath Kyle's shirt. His hands went behind Kyle's waist then slipped below to go under the pants and he started groping Kyle's a*s. His palms were on the fleshy buttcheeks while his fingers kept sliding in-between them.
”Just for tonight,” Randall said, breaking the kiss but not taking out his hands, ”Stay with me tonight. Let me love you.”
Randall pulled Kyle closer to him, causing both their c*cks to rub against each other.
Kyle sighed, as if resigning to the situation, putting his forehead on Randall's chest.
”Just for tonight.”
Ecstatic, Randall grabbed Kyle's hand and dragged Kyle along to the hotel at the opposite side of the road. Kyle truly was exhausted and his legs were weak, but he still managed to keep up with Randall without stumbling too much.
Once they reached inside the room, Randall didn't waste any time and pulled Kyle into his arms.
”Randall,” Kyle said, pushing at his chest, ”I'm sticky.”
”I don't care,” Randal replied, taking off Kyle's sweatshirt. His eyes gleamed upon seeing Kyle's body, as he ran his hands all over, ”This little sweat is nothing.”
”Urgh,” Kyle said, ”Be serious. I'm here right? I'm not going anywhere.”
Randall let go of Kyle reluctantly, ”Fine. Go and shower then, if you must.”
”Yes, I must,” Kyle hissed and he turned around. However, when he entered the bathroom, Randall was close behind.