Chapter song: Don't Cry, Put Your Head On My Shoulder - Tom Odell
Lucien lay there, his arms tucked behind his head, the fine lines of muscles that formed his pecs pulled taut.
His eyes never left Kenneth's person, watching carefully to see what his Anchor would do next.
Kenneth didn't keep him waiting for long as he leaned back in, kissing him slowly at first. His left hand got busy as he trailed over the bumps of his abs and the arrow of muscles pointing directly toward his groin. He kept going until he reached the shallow dip of his navel.
It felt nice touching the Striker. Last time they were in such an intimate position, Lucien was calling all the shots. This time, however, it would be his turn.
