Strange Bedfellows [kinnporsche the series]

kiss everywhere else

Pete had been careful not to be obvious about it, the entire night. He’d distracted two of the three partners he’d had so far with other things, hoping to enjoy the experience before things got awkward. Because he knew they were going to get awkward the moment it became obvious.

But he made it. He survived. By midnight, he’d wobbled into the bathroom, filled the jacuzzi with scents and water and dipped himself in there for a moment of peace. To allow his body to catch up.

“You’re here.”

Pete woke with a snort, not even realizing when he’d fallen asleep.

“Can I join you?”

“Of course,” he said, stopping himself from saying “Khun” as Tay got into the jacuzzi with him. 

“How are you enjoying the night?” Tay asked, roaming so close to Pete that he had to fold his legs beneath the water, just to give Tay room.

“It’s been okay.”

“Who have you had?” Tay asked, moving even closer as he slotted himself over Pete’s lap, keeping Pete between his thighs.

Pete was getting used to this. They were there to fuck, right? They’d all agreed to it. He didn’t need to be shy about this.

“Porsche,” Pete replied. “Tem and Pol.”

Tay laughed, placing his hands on Pete’s shoulders. “Avoiding the bosses, I see.”

“I’m getting there.”

“I’m right here,” he said, tightening his hands around Pete’s neck and bringing their faces together. “How about you try getting into me.”

When he leaned in to capture Pete’s lips, Pete moved his head out of the way. Tay licked his jaw and chin, as he slotted their dicks together. Tay kissed him on the neck. The stimulation was a little rough with the water, but Pete liked the bite of it. He even liked the way Tay was kissing up his neck, moving closer and closer, till he tried to kiss Pete again. When Pete tried to turn away, Tay held him by the chin.

“Are you avoiding my kisses?” he asked.

Oh fuck.

“No,” Pete said, leaning up to peck him on the mouth.

When Tay tried to kiss him again, Pete turned his head the other way. Porsche already knew about Pete and kisses so he hadn’t tried to kiss Pete at all. But with Tem and Pol, Pete had turned them away, kissed their necks, turned his back to them, sucked their dicks. He’d done anything to avoid kissing them on the lips. And it had worked because movement was possible.

But in the jacuzzi, with Tay in his lap, Pete didn’t have anywhere else to go.

“You don’t like kissing?” Tay asked.

“I do.”

“You just don’t like kissing me.”

And now it was awkward.

“It’s not just you. I don’t… I-I don’t-”

“Ah,” Tay said with a moan. “Do you have a problem with putting your mouth on other places? Or is it just lips?”

“I can put my mouth anywhere else.”

Tay smiled down at him, kissing Pete on the nose. “Show me.”

Without answering, Pete wedged Tay from behind, moving him closer as he captured one of Tay’s nipples in his mouth.

“Oh,” Tay said, holding his head.

Pete sucked on it, grazing it with his teeth as Tay shivered with a moan. The harder he sucked, the more Tay moved against him, hands clenched into the back of Pete’s head as he moaned louder and louder and louder.

Till it wasn’t awkward anymore. 

Till Pete began to forget that he was merely doing this as a diversion. Till the sensation of Tay’s perky nipples began to tease and tantalise him, causing the need to suck intensify as Tay fucked himself on Pete’s dick.