Away in a Tentacle Lair

9. Leo

Chapter nine

Leo

T he keycard clicks, the green light blinks its approval, and we're in. The hotel room seems to hold its breath as I close the door behind us, shutting out the world. Kai stands a few steps away, his eyes like moonlit tides pulling me closer without a single touch. My heart taps against my chest—maybe it's trying to break free or just keeping time with my nerves.

"Nice place," he says, but the words are empty, filling the space between us. He didn't seem to care about the layout last time he was here.

"Thanks," I reply, though I didn't pick it out for the décor. I clear my throat; my laugh sounds more nervous than I want it to. "Great view of the ocean."

"Right," Kai nods, taking a small step closer. His voice is softer now, huskier. "But I find myself distracted by something else."

Our eyes lock, and there's that awkward chuckle again, bubbling up from my throat like a school of fish breaking the surface. Then we're moving simultaneously, a magnetic pull that can't be denied, and his lips meet mine. It's gentle at first, a question asked with the tenderest of touches, and I answer with equal softness.

Kai’s kiss deepens, an urgent current beneath calm waves, and I'm swept away. It's all crashing emotions and breathless whispers, hands exploring unknown territories with the fervour of a sea storm. Our clothes are shed in an uncontrolled flurry of hands. There is no gentle revealing of skin already seen. But my dessert is hidden behind a pair of tight black boxer shorts.

“Are you going to be a good boy for me, baby?”

Kai's eyes light up at my endearment. I know he wants to be praised and rewarded; and maybe punished if I'm lucky.

“Are you tempting me to say no?” Kai challenges playfully.

“Just wondering if I have to tie you to the bed to enjoy my desert uninterrupted.

The way his bottom lip drags through his teeth is quite the nod of approval. He wants this, but he’s never had it before. I push him down on the bed and dive between his parted thighs to strip away the final ruminants of his clothing.

The sight of him, naked and vulnerable, sends a surge of heat to my core. He looks like an offering laid before an altar, his body glowing in the dim light of the hotel room. I want to savour every inch of him, explore his body's terrain as if I were mapping out a new territory, and discover something wondrous. I can’t explain how I am drawn to this man, as if he were a siren, and I am nothing more than his prey.

But first things first. As much as I want to bask in his beauty, I have a craving that needs satiating. I run my fingers through the soft curls at his groin, tracing the line down to his centre point. He shivers beneath my touch, a small whimper escaping his lips. His hips buck upwards, eager for me to continue.

I can't help but grin wickedly at his reaction. "Patience," I whisper against his skin, my breath teasing him further. His cock rests against his belly, already hard and needing. The meal and two veg are always delicious, but I’ve already had my main course, and my dessert waits further back.

“Oh god,” he hiccups when my tongue licks across his taint, heading towards his forbidden fruit. “Ge-”

He squirms to get away from me while simultaneously widening his legs to give me better access.

“I think I need to tie you to the bed if you’re going to wiggle like that,” I scold.

"Please, please," he moans, his voice barely above a whisper. The desperation in his plea ignites something profound within me. I reach over to my bedside table and grab a silk tie. I knot it around one of his wrists, then the other, securing them to the metal headboard. He gasps in surprise, meeting my gaze with fear and excitement.

"Is that a yes?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Fuck yes," he responds, his voice hoarse and breathless. I abandon him there as I head to my duffle bag. I haven’t needed rope on any of my dives, but I didn’t know when I packed to come here. Now I have the perfect use for the lengths of paracord I brought.

I part his legs and replace his socks before securing the rope around each ankle and attaching it to the corresponding bedpost. Grabbing a pillow reduces his movement to a mere wriggle. I place it underneath his hips, raising them slightly so I can more easily access what I want. Kai looks at me with shock and excitement, his eyes wide and dilated.

His body trembles beneath me, a mixture of fear and anticipation in his half-closed eyes. I can feel the electric current against my skin that courses between us like an invisible thread.

"Leo," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. "Are you really doing this?"

I meet his eyes, my gaze steady and unwavering. "Yes, Kai. I am."

I lean over him, stealing a kiss from his puffy lips. His heart beats wildly against my chest, the rhythm pulsing through me like a wave crashing against the shore. I run my fingers through his hair, feeling the soft strands slide between my fingers.

"Are you happy about this?" I ask him, needing to hear his answer before I proceed. "We can stop at any time; just say the word.”

He swallows hard, his gaze searching mine. "I trust you," he whispers.

With his consent given, I begin to lick his rim, savouring the salty taste that dances on my tongue. I push inside, feeling his body’s resistance; his muscles clench beneath me, a silent plea for more. I tease him gently, backing off before diving in again. Each time I return, his breath hitches, and his heart beats faster against my chest. He lets out a muffled cry as I work him with my mouth, sucking and stroking him until he's on the edge of ecstasy. His hips start bucking wildly.

I lean in again, my tongue tracing lazy circles around his entrance, teasing him mercilessly. His hips buck again, trying to push forward, but the pillow holds him in place. As I continue, I feel him begin to relax into my ministrations. Kai becomes relaxed and pliant beneath my tongue, and soft moans escape from his lips, spurring me on.

When I feel he is ready, when his body is open and willing under me, I pull back. My dessert is complete; it’s time for the main entertainment. I roll the latex sheath of the condom onto my swollen length, sliding the lube down my length in a few playful strokes that have Kai looking at me with starved eyes.

My cock slides into him with ease; his sharp inhale is tied with my swollen head disappearing inside the tight ring of muscles. My movements are gentle, forcing my cock deeper before pulling back a little and then repeating until I’m fully seated within his tight hungry hole.

“Good boy, Kai,” I praise, craving that desperate look in his eyes.

With every stroke, I feel us connecting more. Our bodies become one. We’d be moving in perfect harmony if he wasn’t bucking like a deer on steroids. I love how utterly consumed he is by my touch.

"Leo," he gasps, his voice rough from need. "Fuck me harder."

As I continue to move, I feel his body tense once more. My heart beats faster against my chest, matching my rhythm as our bodies intertwine. The scent of salt and sweat fills the air around us, a testament to our passion.

"Leo," Kai pleads. "Right there, please."

His words send a surge of desire coursing through me, and I maintain my angle, nailing his prostate with each thrust.

“Touch me, please, my dick…”

“Only good boys get their cocks played with. Bad boys need to come without help.”

“Evil, god damn you,” Kai wails through gritted teeth.

“Poor baby. I was expecting you to tell me how good you are.”

“Put your damn dick in my mouth, cos I need to bite something.”

I decline, offering my underpants as tribute. His jaw snaps shut, and a growling sound escapes from his throat. I chuckle and give his cock the attention he needs.