strange stirring inside.
“God, Cory,” he said softly, cupping Cory’s cheek in his palm. “You are so fucking beautiful.”
Cory blinked, long dark lashes brushing his cheeks. He reached a hand up to skate his fingertips across Paul’s mouth. “Paul…”
Paul leaned down and they kissed again, gentler this time, slower.
When Paul broke the kiss at last, he was surprised to discover that he held both of Cory’s hands clasped in his, their fingers intertwined, arms stretched above Cory’s head. His full weight rested on Cory’s body, and those long legs were wound around his waist. It felt incredibly intimate.
“Paul, please,” Cory whispered. “Need you in me.”
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“Tobin.” Kelly sounded exhausted. The baker’s body was leaden and limp, like dragging a sack of Earth potatoes. “Tobin, I’m sorry, I never meant—”
“There’s no reason to apologize, Kelly. You’ve done nothing wrong.”
“You’re acting as though I did.”
“I am not!”
They breezed through the kitchen—rather, Tobin breezed and Kelly lagged. The aroma of baked chocolate and sweet sugared cake was faint, yet pleasant all the same. It did little, however, to overpower the tension.
“Your tone implies otherwise,” Kelly said, stopping short of careening into Tobin.
“Kelly, I just want to talk. There’s nothing sinister in that.”
“We could have talked in the lounge.”
Tobin frowned. So Kelly was eager to get back in there, was he? So he preferred Danae’s pussy to his own hard, thick shaft?
Stop it . Tobin shook away the doubt and finally turned to Kelly, softening his expression to ease the worry in Kelly’s.
“I want to talk in private, Kelly,” he said quietly. “I haven’t seen you all day, is all. I was hoping we could talk together like we normally do when I finish duty. I didn’t find you in our quarters, so I tried here.
That’s when I checked the lounge.”
“I see. I lingered a bit after my work was done, obviously,” Kelly said.
Tobin was unconvinced of Kelly’s ease. The baker stiffened in his grip and looked around the kitchen as if expecting an ambush.
“Fine, we’ll talk, but why are we at the pantry?” Kelly asked cautiously.
Tobin remained silent and gestured to the now open door. When Kelly hesitated, Tobin smiled. “I promise you, you’ll come out alive,” he said.
He escorted Kelly inside, engaging the lock behind them. Using the keypad by the door, he set the lighting at a minimal glow, leaving it light enough for them to move around without toppling any shelves. In this dark amber glow, Kelly appeared beautiful as ever. Curved shadows lent his profile a sensual air of mystery that Tobin found very arousing.
Tobin watched Kelly nervously pace a worn, circular path, and stroked his cock in silence. Kelly squinted in the dark at him, unaffected by the gesture.
“What are you going to do to me?”
“I want to make love to you, Kelly. I’ve tried to wait, tried to defer to your wishes, but it’s getting more and more difficult to do.”
“I thought we were going to talk.”
“We just did.”
Tobin tried to cross Kelly’s path but backed away when the baker cast him a wide-eyed, worried frown. Certainly he still didn’t think Tobin brought him here to hurt him? Locking the door was meant to ensure privacy, not as a means to cut off escape.
“I’m sorry. You...you’re just acting strange, is all. I can understand if you’re upset with me...”
“I’m not, Kelly. You can do no wrong in my eyes, please understand that.” Tobin pressed his two forefingers against the tip of his cock, supporting the rod as it stood to attention. “Look at this,” he implored.
“All I have to do is look at you and
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