"You're being just as bad as I am." Kellen accused as Rhys shoved the sheets down Kellen's body until he could reveal his pants. He was still in his sweatpants, giving Rhys easy access to his lower body once the thin sheet was out of the way. Rhys chuckled.
"I never said I would play fair. If you say you've been aching for me Kellen, I'm going to make you ache. You have no idea how much I've wanted you. How much I've longed to feel you wrapped around my cock, squeezing me as you came, milking me inside of you." Rhys warned. His voice was silky smooth as Kellen felt his face warm at his words. Kellen glared at him, his cheeks pink.
"If you get too mean, I'll go lower." Kellen warned. "I'm a man. I have desires." Kellen said and Rhys' nostrils flared again. His golden gaze got a little sharper, a little more defined.
"What do you mean by that?" Rhys asked and Kellen huffed.
