<< All the Things She Said (Orchestral Version) - Joseph William Morgan >>
Kai didn't kiss him like it was an experiment to test his feelings, nor like a competition he had invented for himself under the cover of darkness. The way he leaned in and chose to press his lips against his was something he was unable to explain away inside his head, or file into a neat box under lock and key.
He had simply wanted to.
He heard the way he'd calmly and nonchalantly explained his injuries as a preemptive act of revenge for Kai and something shifted in his heart.
He didn't understand how it correlated with what he knew of the future, but for now, in this present, Rameses had acted only for him, in a way that was clear and selfless and unsullied by resentment.
And at that moment, under the weight of guilt that had been bearing down on him ever since the Marsh of Spectres, Kai wanted to feel something else.
Something real and new.
He took Rami's face in both hands and kissed him like he meant it, because in that moment, he did.
And that was the most frightening thing that had happened to him in two lifetimes.
For half a second, Rami didn't move at all, freezing under his touch. Then a rough exhale broke against Kai's lips and something gave way, like a rubber band that had been stretched taught, suddenly yielding, snapping away under unbearable tension.
Rami's hands came up, one gripping the front of Kai's shirt and one sliding into his hair when his tongue slipped inside of his mouth. His fingers curled against his scalp in a way that was both gentle and firm as he kissed him back with feverish intent.
Kai felt the heat of him everywhere, smothering his tired, leaden mind in a slow fire that burned its way through him. His hard body pressed against him, his warm breath in his mouth; he could even feel his heart crashing in his chest, racing in tandem with his own.
He bit at his lower lip and felt more than heard the low, desperate moan that came in response, vibrating through his body.
Rami's grip tightened, walking them backwards a few firm steps until the back of Kai's thighs met the edge of the table. Some unknown assortment of items clattered in protest when he landed on top of it, and he found that he didn't care even slightly when something fell to the floor and smashed.
Rameses didn't appear to care either, not breaking away for even a moment and ignoring the shot of pain from his injured side when Kai's legs wrapped around his hips.
The stubborn towel covering his lower body slipped a little when Kai pressed his body against him and he felt all nine hard inches of him pressing insistently against his own arousal.
Without a second thought, Kai reached down and wrapped his hand around him.
Rameses sucked in a sharp breath and broke away for just a moment, looking down at Kai's hand as he slowly but firmly began to run it up and down the thick shaft.
He had no idea what he was doing, except to try and replicate how he would touch himself and with Rami's lips away from his, a sudden rush of anxiety crept inside his head.
'Shit...am I doing this right? Wait! What am I even doing? By the freaking angels, I might be going insane.'
But then, Rami's blue eyes flickered back up to meet his and all he saw was pure unbridled lust and desire that caused a wave of heat to pool inside of him.
"Fuck...Kai..." Rameses groaned, dipping his head to the hollow of his throat and kissing along the length of his neck.
'Aah! Fuck it.'
Kai gripped the back of Rami's head with his free hand and held him close as he continued the movement, spurred by the low moans brushing against his skin.
Suddenly, Rameses let go of him, pulling at the waistband of Kai's loose trousers he'd slipped on before leaving the bathroom, and he felt his warm hand wrap around his own aching cock that had been pressing hard against his stomach.
Kai gasped when his hand was firmly removed as Rameses enveloped his long fingers around them both and began to run them up and down in varying pressure.
The sensation was both strange and exciting for Kai. He had imagined, when they were alone in his room, what it might feel like to remove the flimsy barrier of their clothing, but he hadn't expected him to feel so simultaneously hard but smooth, and soft too; like heated satin rubbing and pulsing against the entire underside of his hard length.
He moved his lips back up to Kai's mouth and suddenly he was everywhere, his body, his tongue, his hand, moving faster and faster as heat pooled and writhed somewhere deep inside his core with a slow, agonising build.
His breath came faster and he could feel Rameses mirroring his response, his kiss unraveling from that firm, practiced control into something messy and desperate.
And Kai felt it too, that desperate need to feel and taste every inch of him in that moment. His back arched, his arms wrapped around Rami's shoulders and the pressure mounted higher and higher.
"...Rami, wait...wait, I'm..." He gasped, desperately.
But Rameses let out a low groan in response and sped up, moaning Kai's name in between kisses like he was whispering a prayer, the same way that Kai had heard when he found him that night, touching himself alone in his room.
Hearing his name falling from his lips in that same, reverent, worship, tipped Kai over the edge and for a moment, he saw a white flash behind his eyes when he came, spilling out over Rami's hand and abs when the pressure released in pulsating waves of euphoria.
Rameses followed just a moment after, breaking away from Kai's mouth and dropping his head into the crook of his shoulder when his body tensed up, shuddering with pleasure.
They stayed like that for a few moments, breathing heavily as they came down. Kai with his arms hanging loosely around Rami's firm back and Rameses gripping the edge of the table, their heads buried in each other's necks, his hot breath brushing over his damp skin.
Rameses smelled like fresh soap and sex and, Gods, Kai wanted to bottle it up when it washed over him like a calming wave.
And then reality hit.
First he felt Rameses let go of them, grabbing the towel he had been using to dry his hair to wipe the evidence off of his skin, the cool, expressionless mask back on his face like nothing had happened.
And then Kai felt a rush of heat flood into his face as he hurriedly righted his clothes and scrambled to get down from the table.
"I...sorry, I...I don't know -" He started and stopped, stumbling over his own tongue even as his lips still tingled with the ghost of Rami's mouth and tongue.
Rameses glanced up, his lip curling up into that odd, crooked smirk, "You're blushing, Seraphall. Stop overthinking, I didn't fight a Demon for you just for your heart to give out on me."
Kai blinked at him for a moment and then scowled back, "Fuck you. I'm not blushing, you don't make me blush."
Rami let out a short, rare burst of husky laughter and suddenly leaned forwards to plant a swift kiss against the side of his neck just below his ear.
Despite himself, Kai shuddered and felt another wave of heat wash over him.
"See...just admit that you wanted me to carry on, Kai. If you ask me nicely, I'll have you in my bed, screaming my name loud enough for the neighbors to hear anytime you want." His husky whisper brushed against his skin and Kai could still hear the smirk in his voice.
Hurriedly, he pushed him back, adjusting his clothes a little more and smoothing down his shirt as he worked to bring his heart back under control, "Cocky bastard. What makes you assume you get to top me? Just because you're taller than me...giant, horny idiot."
Rameses dropped the smirk, a flicker of thoughtfulness crossing over his smooth face, "Well...I don't mind either. If it's you."
For one long moment, Kai simply stared at him, all knowledge of his own language promptly exiting his brain.
What did he prefer...did he even know the answer yet?
'Wait...no...I should be asking if I want that with him at all? Why him? What the fuck am I doing?'
He shook his head, gently nudging Rameses back towards the screen that covered his shower room, "Just... wash up and get dressed, damnit. We took way too long."
Rameses obeyed without another word and as he swiftly showered and dressed behind the screen, Kai turned his back and began to fill him in on what he had told his family regarding Uriel.
"Just go along with it being an Artifact for now. I know it's kind of shitty to lie to dad and Aida, but they don't need to know he's an Angel, at least not yet. It's weird that no one really knew they existed before now and I don't want to drag them into some kind of fucked up celestial conspiracy."
Rameses stepped out, clean once again, his skin, including the huge, unsightly bruise, fully covered by a long sleeved forest green shirt and loose fitting harem trousers that were intentionally chosen so as not to grip against his sensitive skin.
But there was little he could do about the pain.
Kai could see that it was worse now, likely exacerbated by their activities and causing him to wince involuntarily with every step.
"You ok?" He asked, reaching out to offer his arm to lean on when he caught him struggling to bend down and pick up the broken mug on the floor.
Rami didn't take it, flinching as he straightened up, "I'm fine. But, this - Angel." He paused around the word. It wasn't quite a sneer but Kai knew him well enough to catch the distaste that he wouldn't voice and found himself smirking in response.
'So jealous...hah!'
"Is he going to live here?" Rami asked as they left the room together, dropping down to a near whisper so they wouldn't be overheard.
Kai shrugged, "Yeah, sure he is. I need his help and offered to let him stay in exchange. He has some weird fascination with humans, it's sort of adorable actually." He chuckled under his breath.
Rami's expression didn't change, "But where is he going to stay?" He pressed.
"The house, of course. He can take the couch I guess, or I will and he can take my room, it's not a big deal." Kain answered, frowning at him in confusion. Where was he going with this?
But Rameses didn't answer, an odd, stifling silence falling between them when he reached for the door.
"Rami? What is it?"
Rameses didn't look back.
"Nothing. It's fine." His tone, flat.
But despite his words, Kai could feel it, creeping back in.
The distance had returned.
Like a dark bottomless gulf stretching between the two of them, filled to the brim with everything left unsaid.
Except this time, it wasn't a boundary of Kai's creation.
He watched Rami's broad back when he brushed past him into the house with carefully measured steps to hide his pain and Kai felt his heart sink in his chest.
'What the hell. What did I say?'
'...I don't understand him at all.'
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