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It seems as if luck is on your side. It is him. He has come back.
For once, it seems you're right. Kayn couldn't help the smirk that curled up on his lips as he saw that perfectly styled green hair pulled into a low ponytail that was walking through the door behind Yone. The signature energetic bounce in the way that the little pop prince walked, the sway of his hips and body as he languidly moved throughout the space gave him away. Kayne couldn’t help the smirk that pulled up at the corner of his lips, oh, this will be fun.
“Alright,” Yone’s voice carried out over the living room, during the first ‘real’ informal meeting of this new group that they were trying to put together. Heartsteel, while Kayn still was not sold on the idea, when the chance to sink his teeth back into the popstar princess …well one could say that Kayn just could not resist. “It is good to see everyon…”
“You!” A sharp hiss through clenched teeth, everyone’s head snapped over to the green-haired pop star. He stood there, his mouth now slightly agape, his eyes wide with his cute sunglasses hanging low on his nose. Kayne was stretched out on the couch that was directly in sight of the door; he shifted his weight forward so that his elbow was resting on his knee and his closed fist sat his chin. A tongue darted out and danced along his lip as the memory of how this pretty princess tasted danced along his mouth.
His teeth pulled up his mouth in a playful sneer, “Glad to see you made it, princess.” He lulled and rolled the word along his tongue. A soft teasing wink caused the pop star to burn a bright red.
Oh, this will be fun.
Ezreal was so excited, that he could feel the energy buzzing through his veins as he couldn’t help the smile that seemed to be permanently plastered on his lips. The electricity from the crowd was zipping and zapping through his body, his breathing was labored, his heart was racing, and there was a line of sweat forming below his hairline. The stage steps creaked as he all but jumped from them, allowing his limbs to flow to the sides, just allowing the energy to move his body. Absolutely amazing! His first concert! Sure he was just the opening act for a music festival, but it was still so cool.
When Ezreal’s feet hit the dirt ground, he pushes out his butt and shakes his hips to the music that was playing in his head. His arms were bent and pulled up by his chest, moving with his hips as it looked like he was pretending to shake maracas. This is just the start! Ezreal cheered to himself, but his celebration was cut off by a sarcastic scoff. He opened his eyes and glanced in front of him to see a taller figure all but looming over him.
“ How cute,” The taller man sneered, although his voice was deep and gravelly, his lips were curled in a smirk holding no malice, “the pop star princess warmed up my stage for me.” Ezreal didn’t need to be a fan of the underground to know who was standing in front of him. His hair was a bright pinkish-purple, and a very low-cut red silk shirt was giving Ezreal a pretty good look at the rippling muscles underneath. Ezreal fought the urge to lick his lips as he snapped his eyes up to the one green eye that was filled with amusement while the other was hidden away under a black eyepatch. Kayn .
Ezreal was unsure of what to say, seemingly shrinking under the gaze of the taller, strikingly beautiful, man. His rough jawline was only accentuated by the sharp-toothed smirk as it pulled the very breath from his lungs, “Uh,” Sure, he had heard of Kayn, seen the tabloids, seen the thirst trap Twitter and Instagram posts, but boy, it did not do him justice. Ezreal never thought of himself as a fanboy, but there was something swirling in his gut that was telling him , no begging him, to lick a stripe down this man’s chest. He was the right amount of cockiness, rough around the edges, and, shit… Broad shoulders that begged to be clawed, an Adam’s apple that bobbed with each swallow, and deep cut V lines that called out to Ezreal.
Kayn leaned down, his hot breath trickling by the younger man’s ear earning him a delicious shiver that twisted and curled up his spine and wiggled his toes, “You know, I actually have a poster of you” he paused, seemingly reveling in the fact that Ezreal was tongue-tied. Ezreal, on the other hand, was trying to remember how to breathe through the tightness that was twisting in his chest, “You are a lot cuter in person, so clean and polished…” his voice trailing off, but before he could someone was shouting out Ezreal’s name.
Ezreal’s head shot to the left, his face flushing with embarrassment, when Kayn just slowly stood up with disinterest filling his features. The two of them watched as a short bald man pushed his way through the crowd waving his hands in the air and trying to get Ezreal’s attention. Kayn raised an eyebrow at the sight before glancing down at the newer pop star, surprised to see his face was now twisted up in worry and fear. Kayn felt a cackling laugh curl up in his chest and spill out of his throat.
A heavy hand patted Ezreal’s shoulder before he felt Kayn leaning down once again, this time his voice held a playful tone…less serious but still twisting up at the ends leading to a teasing light, “Let me know when you are ready to…” a tongue snaked out and licked the shell of Ezreal’s ear causing a soft gasp to slip through his lips before he was able to grab it. Earning a short chuckle from the rockstar, “Be ruined by me.”
With that said, the hot breath, the promises, and the heavy hand on his shoulder were gone. Ezreal stood there like a crazed man as he listened to the stage steps creak behind him as Kayn made his way onto the stage. His body, still swelled with the excitement of performing on stage was now tightening with need. Slowly a hand reached up to brush against his ear, toning out his manager, who was now yelling about being careful of the paparazzi and the rumors that could arise for even being seen with him. Ezreal did not know it then, but the obsession for them both had just started.
Yone looked confused as his head snapped and forth between the two, “I reckon that you know each other then?” The rest of the band members stayed silent, trying to see if they could get any hints from their body language of what could be going on, or what had happened between them. It was hard though, as Kayne looked like his usual cocky self and the picture-perfect pop star looked absolutely out of sorts. Kayn had a teasing sneer pulling at his lips, whereas Ezreal was just trying to control the blush that was trickling out from behind his glasses.
K’sante cleared his throat, “Well, it was Kayn who suggested that we reach out to Ezreal.” His soothing voice was almost able to calm the nerves that were sparkling inside Ezreal’s body, causing the hair on his arms to stand up on end, and his gut to swirl in that familiar need. Until Kayne opened his mouth and the deep rumbling filled the air.
Kayn shrugs leaning back into the sofa, “He just has such a pretty voice that I love to hear.” Ezreal’s eyes widened, his mouth falling slightly agape, he didn’t hear anything that had transpired after that comment slipped through the air… so sweetly . He could hear those words whispered in his ear, in between the heavy pants and clenched teeth; he could still feel the rockstar’s fingers pressing deep within his ass, thrusting unforgivingly against his prostate, the drool trickling out his mouth, the taste of copper on his lips as his secret lover had all but begged him to “… use that pretty voice, princess, I love to hear you choking on my name”.
Kayn’s eyes never left Ezreal’s, his emerald eye clashing against the bright pinkish-red of the cursed eye. Both bore deep into Ezreal’s body, undressing him with his mind, Kayn made a small show of biting on his bottom lip as he looked over the washed-up pop star. The band members continued on with the meeting as Ezreal found a seat on a bar stool that was on the far end of the room, trying his hardest not to look back over to Kayn, but his skin was igniting with heat everywhere he could feel the older man’s eyes on him. A twisting of his guts, a swelling in his groin, and Ezreal already wanted to run away. “Leaving so soon, pretty boy…”
What have I gotten myself into?
Ezreal stumbled onto the rooftop, slamming the door shut behind him; his breathing was labored and he just needed a moment. He leaned against the door with a huff, his eyes closed, just happy to feel the cool fall air on his feverish skin. This was crazy. There were just too many people, too many hands, too much drinking. “Ugh,” Ezreal groaned as he rubbed his face with his free hand. While he hadn’t been partaking in the many drugs that were being passed around, he did have a single drink, but for someone who never drank…it was enough to make his skin feel like it was on fire and his brain just slightly foggy. He could still probably do most statistical problems, but no longer could he do calculus. He giggled to himself, not many people realized how much of a closeted nerd he was.
He wasn’t even supposed to be there tonight, his manager made it perfectly clear that he was to not leave the hotel room. His label manager even went as far as to have a bodyguard posted in the room across the hall, Ezreal rolled his eyes at the thought, but somehow, he was able to sneak out while there was a ‘changing of the guards’. He had never done anything like this, but it was his first music festival, the first time he had ever performed in front of such a large crowd…so of course he wanted to go to the after party. It wasn’t just any after-party thought, it was the after-party for one of the largest music festivals on this side of the country. He had to go. The hotel was even restricted for the weekend and you could only get a room if you were one of the performing artists/bands.
Yet, now that he was here, he wished that he never had left the hotel room. At least there he had his Nintendo Switch and could be playing games into the wee morning. Instead, he was here a little more tipsy than he wanted, stuck in a hotel penthouse suite with too many people with too many wandering hands. It was nothing like he thought it would be, maybe his label was right about this. It would ruin his image if he was caught here.
“You lost, princess?” A blush blistered out on Ezreal’s face as his eyes shot open, his head snapped up, and right in front of him was a shadow. The shadow with a deep gravelly voice that went straight to Ezreal’s groin; the man’s back was facing him so he could only make out the leather jacket that was framing his shoulders perfectly, he was leaning over the railing, smoke coiling and twisting up from a cigarette that sat so delicately in his right hand.
Ezreal sputtered over his words as he let out a nervous chuckle, “No, I just, uh,” he took a couple of steps forward, unsure what to do with his limbs as he found himself swaying them back and forth, “didn’t expect you to be up here.”
As the man slowly turned around, the light from the lamps caught his bright pinkish-purple hair; that bright red eye piercing through the night sky, Kayn. He leaned back so that his back was pressed up against the railing. He brought the cigarette up to his lips, letting it gently sit there for a moment as he raised a single dark eyebrow, his eyes confused but his lips filled with what Ezreal knew to be his signature smirk, “And pray tell, pretty boy, where should I be?”
“You don't need to be anywhere,” Ezreal said, walking even closer to Kayn but still feeling the trembling in his fingers and he didn’t think it was the soft freeze that was prickling up his skin in goosebumps, “I just thought, I don’t know, that you’d be partying downstairs with the rest of them…” His voice trailed off as his eyes found themselves looking at his shoes,
“Heh,” Kayn chuckled to himself as Ezreal listened to him take another long drag of his cigarette, “Well, princess, I didn’t expect you to be here tonight…” Ezreal looked up and watched the man push himself off of the railing and take a step toward Ezreal who suddenly realized just how close Kayn could get in a single step, “I guess the night is filled with surprises.” He was wearing the same outfit from earlier, the dark red shirt hung low, giving him another delicious view of how hard Kayn worked for his body; those hard rigid lines that had teased Ezreal all night.
Even though his manager wanted them to leave right away, Ezreal had convinced him to stay for a little to watch Kayn’s performance. It had left Ezreal rubbing his thighs together all night; Kayn was simply an entertainer. He controlled the stage as his eyes pierced through the audience, making it seem like he was really singing just to you. Kayn’s voice always grew lower, more sensual when he rapped, and it was twisting up inside Ezreal. The way the lights shined on the sweat that dripped down the man’s chest was too much. He had spent the rest of his time at the hotel just scrolling through the dangerous man’s social media accounts and turning himself into a fanboy. Now that the man was here again, teasing him, wanting him, it was pulling him under.
Ezreal wasn’t sure what to say, so he simply gave a light-hearted chuckle, “Well, I was curious, I haven’t ever…” letting his words just dribble off his tongue without much thought, his voice twisted in a flirty note, not much self-preservation left in his brain as he watched Kayn’s tongue dart out and slowly lick his lips. He originally had been talking about the party but then his brain had shifted to those shirtless photos on Twitter, and now even Ezreal wasn’t sure what he was talking about. He felt his body lean closer to the warmth that was radiating from the taller man, “Been thinking about it all day, wanted to give it a try…” his voice tapered off as his eyes flicked back up to the hunger dripping from Kayn’s eyes.
“Oh yeah?” Kayn asked as he took another step closer, he was so close that Ezreal just needed to shift his weight to his right hip and they would be touching. Kayn brought the cigarette to his lips one last time, and Ezreal couldn’t help but watch as his thin lips wrapped about the edge of the thing. With a flick of his wrist, the burnt butt of the cigarette was flying off the roof with the flickering light disappearing in the darkness. When he leaned forward, Ezreal’s eyes slowly closed earning him another deep guttural chuckle from the taller man, Kayn opened his mouth slightly and let the smoke tumble in long stretched coils from his lips and down onto Ezreal’s face. “So eager…” there was a slight pause and Ezreal opened his eyes to find Kayn looking down at his own gaped lips. He wasn’t sure if there were other words that were passed between the two but soon the only thing that Ezreal could think of was Kayn.
Every time Ezreal thought back to that night, which he did frequently, he would blame the alcohol but he knew that he only had one drink, and that was no excuse for how fast his heart was racing as Kayn’s lips devoured him. It was nothing like the movies, it was not soft, not slow, it was not tender…it was aggressive, it swelled with passion and hunger, as Kayn’s hand grabbed the back of Ezreal’s neck and harshly pressed their lips together. His other arm had snaked its way around the pop star’s slender waist and pulled him flush up against his body.
Ezreal’s dull painted nails dragged against the nape of Kayn’s neck, he couldn’t help the small moan that spilled from his lips when he felt a canine nibbling at his bottom lip. Kayn wasted no time, his tongue ran along Ezreal’s teeth as the grip on Ezreal’s neck grew tighter for a moment. Ezreal hadn’t spent much of his time kissing, being a child star always under surveillance didn’t leave much time for exploration…every sensation was tenfold as his body squirmed against the larger man. He rolled his hips against Kayn, the friction twisting up in his groin and sending a tingling sensation through his body to his fingertips. Kayn’s lips were harsh against his as their tongues rubbed against one another; Ezrael turned his head to the side trying to get closer, deeper to the man. He was fully willing to give himself over to Kayn, allowing himself to get devoured he groaned as Kayn’s hands ran down his body. He felt himself grow harder as the kisses began to grow rougher.
Kayn’s hands first teased the hem of his shirt, his fingertips like that of a ghost, causing his skin to pull up in shivers and bumps. It only fanned the flame as Ezreal pulled his head back in a moan as Kayn’s nails dug into the softness of his hips; although, not wanting his lips too far from the popstar, Kayn began kissing down his neck. His hot breath would tumble down upon Ezreal’s sensitive skin before Kayn would lightly drag his teeth across the reddened flesh followed by his bottom lip. His tongue would lavish the skin, sometimes pressing open-face kisses, pulling the flesh in between his teeth and sucking hard. Other times, he would bite down on the bruising flesh making sure that others knew, knew that the little princess only belonged to him.
Ezreal couldn’t stop the noises from slipping through his agape lips, he could feel his face heating up as his hardened dick was begging to be touched. Kayn's hands fell from Ezreal’s body, causing a whimper of disappointment to slip from the younger man. A deep chuckle rumbling in the other man caused Ezreal to shiver in anticipation; those larger hands gripped the front of his shirt and just yanked upwards. This caused several of the buttons on Ezreal’s shirt to shoot off in every direction, the fall air nipped at the newly exposed skin causing a grasp to pierce the night sky.
“He-” but Ezreal was quickly cut off by Kayn quickly lifted Ezreal off the ground, a slight noise of surprise left Ezreal’s lips as he hastily wrapped his legs around Kayn’s hips. His arms wrapped around the man’s broad shoulders, pulling him as close as he possibly could get. They locked eyes for a moment, as Kayn placed his hands under Ezreal’s ass to keep him steady; a quick smirk flashed across Kayn’s face before he pressed their lips together with a passion that Ezreal had never felt before. Sure, he had boyfriends in the past, but nothing was compared to the fire that was playing out in his stomach. Kayn wasn’t just looking to kiss him, but instead devour him whole. Kayn’s tongue was greedy as it rolled against his own, Ezreal’s nails dug into the mop of pinkish-purple hair at the top of Kayn’s head. His eyes fell closed as he tried to get as close as he could to the larger man; he could feel every muscle that Kayn had through his thin layer of clothing. His heart was pounding in his ears as their tongues ran along one another savoring the taste. He could feel Kayn’s feet moving as they kissed; he wasn’t sure where they were going until he felt the cool concrete nipping at the exposed skin of his back. Kayn had pushed him against the wall of the entrance back down the penthouse.
The surprise caused Ezreal’s back to arch as he pulled his head back to gasp, Kayn didn’t waste any time as his lips never left Ezreal’s body. He kissed his way down Ezreal’s neck, small bites in between each softer kiss, his tongue licking away any redness left behind by the soft yet harsh nibbles. Ezreal groaned as it felt like little fires were being set on his skin, he rolled his hips forward earning himself a groan from Kayn as he could feel how hard he had gotten from playing with Ezreal. A sharp whine fell from Ezreal’s lips when he realized how much Kayn was enjoying just messing with him. Kayn’s tongue danced along the reddened flesh, and the noises were hiccuping out of Ezreal’s mouth as his hands tangled up in Kayn’s hair pulled him closer. Ezreal could feel the man’s lips pull back in a smirk at the sounds that were escaping him. “What beautiful noises you make for me, princess…”
The train of kisses ended with another long passionate kiss on the lips; their tongues rolled against one another as their hands groped, scratched, and pulled at one another trying to get closer. Ezreal wanted this man to completely take over him, to have nothing on him except for Kayn. Kayn pulled back first, his labored breath spilling over Ezreal’s face, the faintest of smiles pulling at Ezreal’s lips as a cocky sneer filled Kayn’s face as the two gazed at one another. With the wall holding Ezreal up, Kayn lifted one hand up and gripped Ezreal’s jaw, his nails digging into the soft skin. His grip grew tighter as his eyes raked up and down Ezreal’s body; he pulled Ezreal forward so that their lips were only centimeters apart. His hot breath cascaded against Ezreal’s face making him flush with heat as the smell of cigarettes and honey filled his nose. “I’m going to ruin you,” The sentiment caused Ezreal to shiver in excitement as Kayn’s lips moved down so they were just hovering over his neck, his lips barely ghosting over the sensitive skin, “tell me, do you want that? To just belong to me? Have only me see you so destroyed, simply ravaged…” He paused allowing his tongue to lick a long stripe up the reddened sensitive skin, “to be my good boy?”
Just as Ezreal was going to answer, Kayn bit down harshly on the crook of his neck and he let out a loud moan. Every harsh bite let out a side of Ezreal that he never knew he had. His hips were thrusting and grinding against Kayn, looking for some kind of friction Ezreal relished the idea of being covered in bruises, scratches, hickeys, and so much more in the morning. It was almost as if Kayn was placing a brand on Ezreal, showing that Ezreal was his and only his. That he was the only one who would be able to bring his body to this pleasure.
Kayn hitched Ezreal up a little higher so that he could easily pull one of his perky pink nipples into his mouth; Ezreal’s entire body was twitching as Kayn’s tongue lapped at the sensitive bud. His back arched into the touch of the skilled mouth and tongue of, basically, a stranger. Kayn’s mouth closed around his nipple once again and rolled it in between his teeth. A sharp when clawed its way up his throat and out his mouth as his nails dug into Kayn’s hair. His dick was painfully standing tall against his jeans and all he wanted was for Kayn to touch him where he most needed him.
“Kayn…” he whined as Kayn switched over to the other nipple; the cool fall air was causing a sharp jolt to shoot through his body as it caressed his wet nipple. Ezreal let out a groan as his body shook with pleasure; his free hand found its way twisted up in the bottom of Kayn’s silky red shirt. He could feel Kayn’s blunt nails digging into his jaw and it did nothing but turn him on more. This is what he was yearning for, his heart was pounding through his chest as he wanted more. Pleasure bloomed from his stomach and radiated outwards until his entire body was soaked in the warmth. He could feel his eyes rolling back in his head as his breathing was coming out in short bursts.
“Tell me what you want, princess…” Kayn whispered flush up against Ezreal’s chest which was now turning a light pink tint with blueish black hickies scattered where. Ezreal opened his mouth to speak, but Kayn gently bit down on the crook of his neck; his eyes rolled back and his head was thrown back against the concrete as a broken moan clawed its way through his lips. It felt like his skin was on fire, every touch, ever breath, caused his body to tremble and tense up in ways that he never felt.
“You…”Ezreal couldn’t stop the noises from slipping through his agape lips, he could feel his face heating up as his hardened dick was begging to be touched. The embaressment he normally would have felt was fully shoved down from the slight buzz of the alcohol and the fire that was roaring through his body.
“Not good enough,” Kayne teased, his hands tightly squeezing the pop princess’s perfectly plump ass, “Might get confused…” He mumbled off as he continued to pepper Ezreal’s chest with chaste kisses. He ground his hips roughly into the trembling boy; his legs would have slipped from Kayn’s hips if it were not for Kayn holding it up. He gave the pesky nipple one last harsh bite sending a sharp jolt of pain to rip through his body that was quickly followed by the warmth of pleasure that went straight to his dick.
Ezreal hiccuped, “Never…before…don’t know,” he managed to make out between moans as Kayn didn’t let up the grinding, but once those words registered in the older man’s head…everything stopped. The kisses, the grinding, the harsh grabs and touches, the only noise was that of the harsh breaths that ruminated between them. Ezreal could feel the doubt twirl up in his gut, twisting his heart down in his stomach, as his brain told him that he wasn’t good enough. No one would want you without that perfect mask on . Just as the silence had trickled on for what left like an hour, Kayn let out a hardy groan.
‘Fuuuck” he moaned as he harshly gripped Ezreal’s hips and ground their dicks together, “All mine,” he mumbled as he mashed their lips together. “ That’s it, baby, let it out…” Kayn mumbled against his lips. As a long straggled moan ripped its way through Ezreal’s lips, he found a pair of fingers pressing against his lips, “Suck em, good, princess .” He wasted no time pulling the fingers into his mouth, his tongue swirled around them, and he hollowed his cheeks and sucked hard. Pretending that it was Kayn’s dick, showing him what he could do, what he would do, what he wanted to do if given the chance.
At that moment, Kayn made a decision, one that Exreal was not privy to as he felt Kayn unceremoniously dropping his legs. His feet hit the ground with a thud, his knees were weak and wouldn’t have been able to stand up on their own if Kayn’s strong hands had held him steady. He watched with a stifled groan as Kayne dropped down to his knees. The hunger in Kayn’s eyes as they flittered up at Ezreal was enough to make him cum, a sight that he would remember for many moons.
Ezreal begged as Kayn slowly pulled down his zipper; Kayn licked his lips as his fingertips fluttered along the hem of Ezreal’s boxers. “Patience," The man murmured, clearly enjoying the power he had as he watched the younger man tremble with need. Ezreal bucked his hips up earning him a chuckle from Kayn. “Tsk, tsk tsk.” Kayn palmed Ezreal’s cock through the rough material and Ezreal all but screamed. His hips shook and twitched while Kayn rubbed the clothed member. It was hard and pulsing under his touch and he couldn’t wait to get it in his mouth.
Kayn pulled his hand away, Ezreal let out a mewl of disappointment, before grabbing both his boxers and his jeans and slowly pulling them down his legs. Kayn’s tongue followed the jeans making sure the newly exposed skin was lavished with open mouth kisses and nibbles. The noises were spilling from Ezreal’s lips as his nails dug into the mop of pinkish purple hair, he would give anything to be able to touch Kayn. Anything to mark up his beautifully painted skin, he could just imagine how he tasted with the sweat dripping down his chest.
His thoughts were caught short as Kayn took Ezreal’s entire cock deep into his mouth; Ezreal screamed as he threw his head back, gently thumping it against the wall. But Kayn didn’t let up, he bobbed up and down Ezreal’s engorged dick; Ezreal thrashed against the concrete as his hips bucked up in pleasure as Kayn’s tongue ran along the undercarriage of his shaft. He could feel Kayn’s teeth gently running across the head before taking the entire top in his mouth; he sucked hard on it causing Ezreal’s insides to twist up in pleasure as his toes curled.
“You ready for me, princess?” Kayn whispered against his hardened cock; the hot air cascading across his wet dick caused an odd sensation to rock through his body. He trembled and his hips spasmed with pleasure as Kayn began to bob up and down once again. Taking him down until his head hit the back of Kayn’s throat; his tongue massaged the large vein on the underside of his dick. Pleasure bloomed from his stomach and radiated outwards until his entire body was soaked in the warmth. He could feel his eyes rolling back in his head as his breathing was coming out in short bursts; he was getting closer. He could feel the familiar tightening in his groin as he bit down hard on his bottom lip.
“Kayn.” Ezreal moaned as the man pulled back so that his tongue was dancing along the swollen head. He knew what he was doing, he knew that Ezreal had been close, he worked him up and then pulled out. He could hear Kayn chuckling as his mouth moved from his cock down to the sensitive skin around it, nibbling, kissing, sucking, and licking every inch that he could. His eyes flicked up so he could watch the labored breath leaving Ezreal’s parted lips, beautiful. His hands slowly rubbed their way up Ezreal’s sides before his blunt nails dug into his tender flesh; Ezreal moaned as Kayn watched his beautiful skin be marked with long red scratches. Beautiful.
Kayn teased as his tongue swirled around the wet head. He could feel how hard his cock was as it throbbed with every moan, every curse, and every pant that slipped through Ezreal’s lips. He wanted nothing more than to flip Ezreal over and fuck him until he couldn’t walk the next day. He wanted to mark and bruise up his otherwise perfect skin; he wanted to kiss every blush that was painted on Ezreal's face. Kayn wanted everyone to know who Ezreal belonged to, whose bed he was warming at night, and whose arms he would sleep between. He wanted him, every part of him.
Kayn began rubbing his one finger around Ezreal’s puckered asshole. “Is this where you want me?” Kayn whispered against his hardened cock, his tongue would jut out every once and awhile allowing it to drag against the sensitive skin. Ezreal’s lips were trembling as he tried to make coherent sentences but everything that came out of his mouth was muffled by moans and pants of sheer pleasure. It felt like Kayn’s hands were everywhere. The wet slurping noises that Kayn was making while sucking his dick were making him feel dirty, but it was causing something inside of him to coil in excitement. He could feel Kayn slowly slipping the very tip of his finger into his ass before pulling it out with a pop. Ezreal groaned in frustration, sure, he has tried to play with himself before. He has thought of this before, but nothing was comparing to the feelings that Kayn was pulling from his body.
“Please, please, please,” Ezreal managed to slur out as Kayn deepthroated him down until he felt Kayn’s jaw nustling against his balls. He let out a gurgled scream when he felt a slick finger press itself deep inside of his ass. Ezreal let out a sharp gasp as the finger was knuckle deep inside of him, his right leg trembling and his knees buckled for a moment before he felt Kayn’s arms tightened around his legs, keeping him steady; his body tensed at the sudden intrusion but instantly relaxed as he felt Kayn moan around his cock, the vibrations shaking him to the core. The pleasure began building in the pit of his stomach, coiling up deep inside him and making his toes curl. Kayn began thrusting the finger in and out while twisting it in every direction, excited to see how one finger could turn Ezreal into such a mess. His back was arched as he tried to get Kayn’s finger deeper inside of him, he was trying to push himself down on the finger seeking the release he needed. In the throes of pleasure, Ezreal barely noticed as Kayn added another finger inside. His asshole was so slick and stretched from the lube and the torturous movements of Kayn’s finger.
Kayn’s fingers curled up inside Ezreal as if he were searching for something, and once he was able to find it, he was merciless. He tilted Ezreal’s hips so he would have easier access to thrust his fingers right into that special place; Ezreal screamed and yanked on Kayn's hair, unable to hear the rumbling of a deep laughter in Kayn's chest as he struggled under the pleasure that was pulsing throughout his body. It felt like electricity was shooting through him and that he had no control over his limbs. They were trembling, spasming, and tightening as he grew closer. He could feel a small amount of saliva beginning to slip from the side of his mouth as it was permanently pried open with all of the noises of pleasure ripping up his throat.
Ezreal could feel the fingers pushing past the rim of his ass over and over again; Kayn would scissor him, stretching him as far as he could before Ezreal would yip in pain. Kayn would pop the crown of his ass several times before thrusting the fingers deep inside of him. The fingers were being pumped in and out at the same rhythm that Kayn was bobbing up and down on his cock. Any discomfort he felt from being stretched was masked by the pleasure that was building up by the sinful tongue pleasuring him. Ezreal’s knuckles were growing white from them clenching them, wishing he would dig his nails into those beautifully sculpted shoulder blades. His head thrashed side to side as he felt the build-up in his lower stomach as all of the pleasure was coiling up, “…use that pretty voice, princess, I love to hear you choking on my name…”
He could feel everything twisting and coiling inside, his toes were curling, his knees buckled, and he was ready to give himself completely to the devil kneeled down in front of him until…his phone rang….
Once the meeting was over, Kayn sat there watching as the rest of the members stood up and made small talk. They had agreed to meet within the next couple of days to go over more logistics as today’s meeting was more about just feeling out vibes. Seeing if they jived together as well as they were hoping that they would. Sure, there were also the logistics of living arrangements and Yone had floated the idea of getting a townhouse or house on the edge of the city. Everyone had agreed, but that didn’t mean it would happen anytime soon, finances, actually finding a location, and moving would take time. His eyes flicked up to the green-haired princess that hadn’t moved from his barstool.
While the blush had receded from Ezreal’s face and he was able to properly articulate and contribute to the meeting, Kayn could still see the way that he would squirm under Kayn’s eyes. The way that his body would stiffen or he would nibble on his lips when their eyes met. Delicious. He didn’t mind the wait, he didn’t mind playing the games, that’s what made it fun, the reason that he even went for Ezreal was that it would be a challenge. Dirtying up such a pristine image, the thought in and of itself caused Kayn’s eyes to roll back. But, he would need to be smart and play this game correctly. Kayn had seen the tabloids, seen the paparazzi’s photos, he knew that Ezreal was currently in a ‘situationship’ with one of the bandmembers of True Damage, Ekko if he could remember correctly. Even if there wasn’t someone else in Ezreal’s life, he knew that the princess would need a considerable amount of persuading till he felt comfortable enough to come crawling back to Kayn. And crawling he would.
Kayn licked his lips as he pushed himself off of the couch, he knew that the board the set, and he could see the prize sitting so prettily on the barstool in front of him. Before he walked over, he checked his phone quickly. Checking to see if the little pop star was still following him on the socials… perfect. He glanced up to see those golden eyes just staring into him, glancing him up and down as a soft pink beneath those silly glasses. Tsk tsk tsk, bad boy.
“Well, I'm out, see you bitches later,” Kayn pulled his lip up, exposing his sharp canines, in a playful sneer as he winked at the aforementioned green hair princess. As he walked through, not around, but through the grouping of people with one hand held up with the rock-on hand gesture but with an added thumb out. Not many people realized that it meant ‘I love you’, but he knew that Ezreal would, and he sure did. He watched a smirk as Ezreal's eyes widened before quickly avoiding eye contact with a huff.
As he was about to walk out the door, he paused by Ezreal, who at this point was still trying to avoid eye contact looking at everything else but the taller man who was all but looming over him. “Oh, don’t look at me like that, like you’re just waiting for me t o ruin you …” He paused for a moment, just enough for Ezreal’s eyes to snap back towards him with anger splayed out across his face and pulling down his lips. Kayne let a small chuckle rumble up from his chest, too cute , “r career…” he continued before he leaned down, not missing the shiver that rocked through the pop star princess as Kayn’s breath cascaded down on his ear. “Don’t worry, I only bite when asked.”