"It was the oddest thing? When I looked at the schedule today, I saw that I actually have Friday off as well as Saturday and Sunday?" I was still in shock at the thought of a three day weekend.
There's no way that was going to last. It was only Monday, but I wouldn't be surprised if they called me by the end of the night and asked me to work for someone. Definitely by Friday I'd get a call. Someone would fake sick so they could go to a party or be with their friends, but it was still a nice hope- to think of being off for more than one day. Even if I had to go in one of those days, I'd still get a proper two days off, and I knew I needed a rest. It was a good thing Kek didn't mind cooking his own chicken. Otherwise dinner all last week would have been cupped noodles and pre-packaged desserts.
"Good." Kek nodded as we walked home that afternoon. "If they call you in, tell them to go fuck themselves."
"I could never say that out loud." I blushed at the thought.
"I don't know… I remember you saying it once or twice." Kek winked at me.
"Saying impolite things to you and Bakura doesn't count." I smiled, laughing a little as he poked my ribs in response.
Once we got home, I took a nap on the couch while Kek made chicken stir fry. It was a lovely nap. And it was even more lovely to wake up to Kek dotting kisses across my forehead and pushing a plate of food into my hands once I sat up. We ate, watched TV, talked about our campaign, and it didn't seem like very long before I was yawning again.
"Ready for bed?" Kek asked as I lay against his shoulder on the couch.
I groaned. No. I didn't want to go to bed so soon. I was tired of being tired at this point and I wanted to do anything else besides sleep and work.
"Let's stay up for a moment longer," I muttered, although my eyes were closed.
"A little longer?" Kek pulled me into his lap, cradling me with both arms and brushing our noses together. "How much longer?"
"Hmmm… now that I think about it, maybe I am ready for bed. It's been a while." I stole a kiss
"It's been three days. I'm dying."
I laughed. Three days might not sound like a long time, but it felt like it. It was much too long compared to what we were used to, and my arms were already looped around the back of Kek's neck so I could pull him in for another kiss. Kek pulled away, but only so he could pick me up and carry me down the hall.
After a quick detour to the bathroom to brush our teeth and strip off our clothes, we both ended up on top of the blankets, twisted together like a pretzel. I groped at his chest and kissed all the broad, solid muscle I could reach. The feeling of our naked legs brushing together sent shivers up my spine. I started to bite up Kek's collarbone. He purred and cradled the back of my head with his hands to hold me closer. My teeth trailed up to his soft throat and he sighed in the sweetest way.
I grabbed his hair because I knew it was his favorite thing. I grabbed his hair because of the way his body shuddered in my arms when I pulled it. I grabbed his hair because it made him growl and buck against me until both our cocks were good and hard. I reached out for the lube on the nightstand (realizing in mild horror that it'd been sitting there while everyone was here yesterday and the night before, but no one had said anything, so I hoped they didn't notice it).
"I'll get it," Kek said.
"Okay."
I untangled my fingers from Kek's hair so he could scramble for the bottle. He wrinkled his face as he grabbed it and it almost slipped to the floor.
"Damn bottle's always too slick to hold."
"Well, be more careful when you use it." I giggled.
"You know that's impossible." He popped the cap with his thumb. "One it's in the palm- it's everywhere."
I reached for the bottle. I wanted to prep Kek and coat myself with lube, already eager, but Kek held the bottle out of my grasp. He shot a sly look my way and wagged a finger in a "no-no" gesture.
"I can tell you're still tired, so why don't you just lay back, get comfortable, and let me take care of you tonight." Kek licked his lips to demonstrate how much he was looking forward "my care."
My breath fizzled in my chest, and I felt my cheeks burning. That hungry look in his eyes, the way his tongue worked around his lips, the thought of getting to lay sprawled out against the bad and do nothing except enjoy it as Kek brought us to orgasm. Who could resist temptation like that? Laughing, I dropped back down to the bed, laying spread eagle. Kek scanned his eyes up and down my body, shifting his eyebrows as if I were the most interesting thing he'd ever seen.
I raised my arms up over head, clasping my right wrist with my left hand as if in imaginary shackles. Planting my feet against the bed, I drew my knees up a little to give Kek more room between my legs. He kissed around my pelvis as he slipped in the first finger. I squirmed, but didn't protest him going slow. Although, when he added a second finger, I bucked up. His fingers were so thick and long, that I couldn't help hitching against them as he slid them in and out. Kek grinned, and then a intense tingle shivered up my body as he toyed with my prostate. I grabbed at the blanket with both hands, pressing my cheek against the blanket and closing my eyes so I could focus on the feeling of everything. The way my heart beat wildly, the way my thighs straights as I continued to buck up, everything dissolved into a beautiful pleasure that spread across me.
Kek continued to toy with me, leaning down and dabbed his tongue against my cockhead. I was already breathing heavy, and a long lick sent a scream from my throat to the ceiling. Kek chuckled at the scream. The vibrations from his lips taunted my tip. He sucked the end for a moment, pulling back with a loud, intentional POP!
"I don't think I can wait anymore." He pulled away, dousing lube over his cock and making an even greater mess of the bottle that he'd be sure to complain about next time we used it.
But I didn't care as I watched the way he stroked himself until his entire shaft gleamed in the indirect light spilling from the bathroom in the hallway. I bit my bottom lip and allowed the anticipation to build up inside me. I could already feel my lower muscles clenching a little in expectation of that first, overbearing whoosh of being filled. Kek kneeled before me, like a man at an altar (holding his offering in-hand). He lined up, teased for only a moment, and-
"Kek!" I moaned when he entered, easing in so slow that I had to keep my grip locked on the bedding to prevent myself from grabbing him and pulling him in faster.
He leaned forward and smothered my neck with kisses, but kept his hips slow and easy. I hooked a leg around him, trying to squeeze him with my thighs to gently encourage him to go harder.
"You're not relaxing at all." He teased with a breathless chuckle, pushing in a little further.
"Too excited." I grunted and wrapped my other leg around him.
Kek groaned in delight, moving a little faster- just a little. He kissed my lips. Our tongues rolled together. I hitched up my stomach, rubbing my cock against Kek's body. I kept kissing him, even after it became too hard to breathe through my nose, even after my chest burned. I waited until I was desperate for a full breath before turning my head, gasping and screaming as he moved within me.
"Mmmmm… you make it hard not to come right away." Kek purred in my ears.
I sorta took that as a challenge, releasing my hands so I could grab his hair and tug. Kek growled. That made him move harder, quicker, giving each thrust all his energy. The pleasure flared through my body. I whimpered with each exhale, getting so close that I couldn't take it anymore. I removed my right hand from his hair so I could rake my nails down his ribs, lower… lower… until I stuffed my hand between our bodies, forcing Kek to readjust enough to give me room to stroke myself. I clutched at my own cock and jerked it in a desperate rush to help shove myself over the edge.
"Nnnnnnngh!" The muffled noise in the back of my throat became a high-pitched whine as my toes curled and my cock pumped come between our bellies.
I only had a moment to bask in the buzz of my climax, however, because a loud crash from the living room made my heart jump into my throat. Kek glanced over his shoulder at the open doorway, although nothing was there. He still shouted.
"I will skin all four of you and make a coat!"
"Ignore them." I grabbed his hair with my left hand and yanked his head back into my direction. "Focus on me."
"Yes sir." Kek leaned down and licked my bottom lip, a huge grin on his face.
His hips pushed forward again, and I gasped- even more sensitive now that I was relaxed and satisfied. He wasn't holding back anymore, since I'd finished, and I dug the nails of my right hand into his ribs as I rode out his thrusts. With each push, I hitched up to meet him, reveling in the hiccups of sound Kek made with each kiss of our bodies.
"Fuck! Fuck! Ooooh!" Kek tossed back his head, ignoring how hard I pulled his hair, and trembled as he came.
Finished, he flipped over onto his back beside me and we grinned up at the ceiling as our breathing calmed and leveled.
"What do you think they knocked down?" Kek asked.
"Something that can be cleaned up tomorrow." I let out a long breath.
"You know. If we showered right now, we could sleep in an extra twenty minutes in the morning."
I rolled onto my side, slipping my finger up and down his belly. "You going to help wash my back?"
"Only if you return the favor." He grabbed my hand and kissed the scar on my palm.
I smiled at him. Oooops, I really made a mess of his hair! I always get too carried away, but he looked so happy as he grinned at me that I wanted to mess it up all over again.
"Deal. Get the hot water started."