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Chapter 23: Heavy Petting
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❥ KNOX'S POV
Knox's self-control crumbles the second his lips touch Everett's.
A wave of heat surges through his body, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum as he pulls Everett closer, deepening the kiss.
Knox swallows every whimper and every moan that Everett makes as their mouths move together in a desperate dance of passion and hunger. The butterflies in Knox's stomach are throwing a fucking rave right now. He makes no attempt to silence them, especially not after Everett pulls the band off Knox's hair to sink his hands in and tug.
"Everett..." Knox tightens his grip on Everett's slim waist and lifts him effortlessly, hauling the boy onto his lap in one swift motion. "Kitten," he whispers against Everett's lips, his hands trembling and his voice rough with need. "What the hell are we doing?"
"Kissing, obviously." Everett's eyes meet Knox's, and he's immediately struck by their intensity. Longing and something else he can't quite decipher is loud in Knox's grey gaze. "Been a long time coming, don't you think? No more interruptions. Not this time."
"Not this time," Knox repeats, but for a moment, he hesitates to go any further despite the fire growing behind Everett's heated expression. "Are you sure about this?"
Are you sure about me?
"What do you seriously think?" Everett questions, rolling his hips and gaining a low growl in response. "Of course, I'm sure..." One hand rests on Knox's shoulder, and the other strokes the back of his neck. "I'm more sure about this than I've been about anything else in my entire life," Everett pants, and the raw honesty in his voice makes Knox's chest tighten.
"Fuck it." Knox crashes their lips together again, this time with a ferocity that catches them both off-guard. His demanding tongue parts Everett's sweet lips, licking in and tasting him as the world and all its problems fade away. "Soon," Knox murmurs the promise while cupping and roughly squeezing Everett's ass cheeks. "Real fucking soon."
"Yes," Everett moans, his hands yanking off Knox's cut to properly roam over Knox's body. His fingers glide over the smooth contours of Knox's muscles, and Everett can feel Knox's heart hammering against his chest. A testament to the mounting sexual tension growing between them.
"Soon..." Everett licks at Knox's lips before finding the hem of his shirt and pulling up. "Wanna know how it'll feel to ride your fat cock." The shirt lands somewhere across the room, and Everett's hands glide their way down Knox's bare chest, his skin warm to the touch. "Fucking dying to know how it'll feel to have you buried inside me." Everett fists a hand in Knox's hair, tugging it back to lick and suck and mark his neck. "Tell me you want the same."
"You know I do," Knox groans, his mind completely clouded with lust. So much that he isn't even terrified by the fact that he's never wanted anyone as much as he wants Everett right now. He's helpless to resist the pull of their connection.
"Then touch me," Everett challenges, rolling his hips down again and again, hungry for more friction. "Touch my cock and make me cum. Need to feel you on me. In me. Anywhere. Please..." Everett kisses Knox again, deeper and almost punishing, before breaking away to catch his breath. "Knox..." A thousand unspoken thoughts pass between them. "Fucking touch me."
Knox growls at the command, a devious smile stretching across his face as he maneuvers their bodies into a more relaxed position on the bed. He pins Everett down with his hips, holding himself up with one hand while gripping Everett's slender throat with the other.
"You're pushing it, little kitten. Tempting me with your filthy fucking words and needy fucking body," Knox warns.
"So what? You love it," Everett teases with half-lidded eyes.
"That's not the point." Knox squeezes the boy's throat, and Everett's mouth falls slack as he moans and bucks his hips, silently begging for more as his dick throbs viciously in his jeans.
"You're too weak to take my cock right now. I said I'd never hurt you and I meant it," Knox says, removing his hand from Everett's throat to rid Everett of his shirt. "But I can make you cum in other ways. So many different ways... Would you like to find out how, pretty boy?"
Everett preens at the new nickname.
"God, yes. Please make me cum. Do whatever you want," Everett pleads, Knox's hand back around his neck, his breath hitching when Knox's lips find a particularly sensitive spot on his chest. Heat pools in his belly and he cries out when Knox's mouth and teeth tease his erect nipples, showering each one with attention. "Please, please..." Everett sinks both hands into Knox's hair, pushing him down and down. "More. Suck me. Begging you... I'll do anything."
Knox chuckles darkly. He pauses with his head hovering above Everett's hips, his eyes searching Everett's for any sign of doubt.
When he finds none, he sits up to unzip Everett's pants. "Didn't know you'd be such a needy, bossy little bottom."
"Fuck you!" Everett blushes.
"Soon," Knox repeats. "And I expect you to keep the same energy."
Electricity crackles between them, Knox roughly tugging Everett's pants off and tossing them aside. His underwear goes next. A shiver travels from the back of Everett's neck all the way down to the tips of his toes as Knox drinks in his naked body, steely grey eyes committing to memory every freckle and curve.
"You're fucking stunning," Knox says, his voice deep and rich. Everett goes beet red at the compliment, but before he can respond, Knox lowers himself back between his legs. "Wider," he orders, and Everett happily obliges, spreading his legs open wider. "Gonna ruin you, kitten." Knox presses a gentle kiss to Everett's neck while moving a hand between them. "Told you that before and it still applies." His fingers lightly graze the underside of Everett's leaking cock, making the boy whimper and arch his back in response. "You'll never find another like me."
"I know I won't," Everett whispers, drowning in Knox's gaze. Both hands rest on his massive biceps as Everett wraps his legs around Knox's waist. "Kiss me." He nips at Knox's bottom lip. "Touch me." He rolls his hips again, and Knox mimics his movement. "Fuck, yes... P-please."
"What do I get in return for all of this?" Knox smirks, his thumb swirling around the head of Everett's cock. "What do I get for making a mess out of you in my bed?"
"You get a-anything you want."
"Anything?"
"Yes."
Knox abruptly pulls back to move off the bed. Everett watches the man's every move, his mouth watering as Knox strips completely naked. Knox's chiseled physique is one to be admired, from his washboard abs to his thick thighs and firm ass.
Everett bursts into giggles when Knox scoops him up to carry him into the bathroom.
"Wait! Hold on," Everett says mid-laugh. "Are you trying to get me wet before getting me... wet? I'm confused."
"How do you come up with this shit? Seriously." Knox rolls his eyes, amused. "To answer your question, yes, we're going to wash up and get clean."
"Then what?"
"I'm going to make you cum, then I'm going to fuck your filthy little mouth."
"Oh." Everett instinctively licks his lips, his body twitching with anticipation. "What happens after that?"
"We go to bed and do it again in the morning," Knox says. "Any objections?"
"None." Everett kisses Knox on the cheek and smiles. "I'm down for whatever."
Knox smirks. "You say that now."
He sets Everett down on his feet once they're in the bathroom, and then he starts the shower. The water doesn't take long to heat up, so they step inside, and Knox closes the sliding glass door after them.
A comfortable silence fills the space as hot water cascades over them, washing away the dirt and grime of the day. Knox takes a few minutes to soap up Everett's body, lightly massaging his shoulders, neck, and back. Everette does the same in return.
It's innocent, the very domestic act of washing each other off, but somehow it feels much more intimate than the heavy petting they'd done minutes prior.
"Feeling any better?" Knox asks Everett from behind, pressing a kiss to the curve of his damp neck while ditching the loofah. "Less stressed, more relaxed?" Knox nips at Everett's ear while placing an arm across his chest, helping to keep him upright while his free hand snakes past Everett's belly button. "Answer me, kitten. How are you feeling right now?"
"Oh, fuck..." Everett moans, a shiver of pleasure running through him when Knox's large hand wraps around his cock to slowly pump up and down. "I feel..." Everett swallows hard, his knees buckling when Knox sinks his teeth into Everett's neck, physically claiming him for the whole world to see. "God, yes!" Everett exclaims, tears of pleasure springing to his eyes as he places both hands against the shower wall for extra support. "Fucking feel like I'm going to explode any second now."
"That's alright. There's no pressure tonight," Knox says, stroking him a little faster. "You can cum when you're ready. You have my permission."
Permission?
That word shouldn't send Everett's hips into a wild thrusting spree, but they do. He fucks forward into Knox's hand like his life depends on it, his brow furrowed and breath quickening with each delicious stroke. He's never felt so alive before, so worshipped, and he knows that in this moment, Knox is the only person who can give him what he needs.
"Please," Everett begs, panting, as he rests his head against the wall. Knox steadily whispering filthy phrases in his ear. "Please don't stop, I... so... close. Oh my f-fucking God..."
"Cum for me, kitten." Knox coaxes, licking at the mark he'd made on Everett's neck, his own voice matching Everett's desperate tone. "Make a mess in my hand. Let go for me."
"Yes, yes, yes..." Everett whines, completely shattering into a million pieces on the shower floor when he feels Knox's thick cock slide between his ass cheeks, mockingly brushing against his quivering hole. "More," Everett pleads in his own little growl, the sound making Knox's cock jump and balls tighten. "Fuck me. Harder. Need to feel you... Knox, please..."
"Drives me fucking crazy when you beg." Knox abruptly repositions his hands on Everett's waist. He bends Everett's forward a little, pushing down and forcing him to arch his back more while Knox proceeds to mimic fucking him. "Is this what you wanted?" He grunts with each smacking thrust, his cock damn near pulsing as it slides back and forth between Everett's slick cheeks. "Needed to feel my cock against your greedy little hole? Is this what you fucking wanted?"
"Y-yes!" Everett pushes back, matching Knox's frantic thrusts. "Yes, yes, yes... Fuck!" He cries out and tumbles over the edge moments later, cumming untouched after Knox slaps his ass hard.
Everett's cock paints the shower wall with his release, his body trembling through the aftershocks of the orgasm. He feels heavy and also like he's floating at the same time, a lazy grin on his face as he silently sinks to the floor on his knees.
Knox shuts the water off and they lock eyes.
"You can rest after you swallow me down." Knox, standing tall and covered in water droplets, grips a handful of Everett's damp curls, keeping his head level and looking him dead in the eye while guiding his cock into Everett's mouth with his other hand. "Fuck... Good boy," Knox groans, carefully pumping his hips as Everett sucks him off, never breaking eye contact. "Tap my thigh if it's too much."
Everett hums around his length in response, one hand fondling Knox's balls while the other plays with his own sensitive cock. The sight has Knox cumming quicker than he wanted to, his muscles tensing as expletives pour out of his mouth. He finishes down Everett's throat, his stamina gearing up for another round as he watches the boy swallow his cum.
Everett licks his lips and stands, his face flushed, and lips swollen. "Was it... good for you?"
"Even better." Knox wraps a hand behind Everett's neck, the other gripping his waist, and pulls Everett flush against him as they share another sloppy kiss. Everett licking and nipping while Knox tastes himself on Everett's tongue. "Could go all night with you," Knox whispers against Everett's lips moments later, their foreheads touching as they work to catch their breath. "But you need to get some rest before you fucking pass out again. Scared the hell out of me earlier."
"I'm sorry." Everett laughs, his hands wandering down Knox's smooth back to caress his toned ass. "But... we can rest when we're dead."
Knox rolls his eyes, chuckling. "What did I just say?"
"Ugh. Such a buzzkill." Everett pouts, pulling away and stumbling. Knox catches him before he falls, then picks him up like a damsel in distress as they exit the shower. "Hey! I can walk on my own!"
"Will you shut the hell up and let me take care of your stubborn ass?" Knox grumbles. "Trying my best here, in case you haven't noticed."
Everett's blush returns in full force as he buries his face in Knox's neck to hide his bashful smile. "Okay, damn it. You win."
"The next time you aggravate me," Knox warns, "I'm spanking your ass into submission."
"S-spank?!" Everett's breath hitches, his cock tingling. "What in the kinky hell..."
Knox gets the last laugh. "I'll introduce you to that version of me later."
Chapter 24: Daddy
❥ EVERETT'S POV
As Everett blinks the sleep from his eyes, he carefully turns over in bed to take in the sight of Knox's sleeping form beside him.
The morning sun casts a soft light around them both, unintentionally accentuating Knox's handsome features. Everett's gaze travels from the long, dark eyelashes that rest against Knox's cheeks to the faint stubble gracing his jaw. His full lips are slightly parted, practically inviting a kiss, but Everett doesn't cross the line. Not yet. He's never seen Knox look this relaxed before, and he doesn't want to disturb him.
It's almost as if Knox had transformed into Sleeping Beauty because the man who had nearly beaten the Cupid's Stop Motel owner to death is nowhere to be found.
Everett understands, however, that this moment of peace is only temporary. It doesn't matter that Knox has locked his beast back in its cage. He and everyone else knows it's only a matter of time before it breaks free and wreaks havoc again.
That type of darkness cannot be contained.
Everett often wonders, even more so these days, if there's space left for him in the chaotic world that Knox inhabits. That or if everything they've done and have said up until now has been all for nothing... just sporadic, fleeting moments of happiness in the midst of total madness.
Who fucking knows anymore.
They're still alive and breathing, living to see another day which Everett is thankful for because the thought of losing Knox in any way makes Everett's heart clench. The mere thought of finally leaving the clubhouse and turning into nothing but a hazy memory in the back of Knox's mind is enough to send Everett spiraling.
The truth is that he desperately wants to be more than roommates with Knox, so much more, but he also can't ignore it when reality hits to remind him that he's reaching for something that's far beyond the stars.
Fuck it. Everett purges the painful thoughts from his mind and refocuses on the present.
His fingers give in to temptation, and with the lightest touch, he glides an index finger across Knox's brow, then down the slope of his nose. The warmth of Knox's skin sends a shiver down Everett's spine. It pushes forth wicked images and desires that swiftly replace the darkness that crept inside his mind.
Whatever this is that we have, I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts. I can't do anything else but that... Everett drags his finger across Knox's bottom lip while licking his own. He moves in closer to kiss the man, then decides against it at the last second.
As he withdraws his hand, Knox opens his eyes and grips his wrist to keep it in place.
"Hey! Y-you're supposed to be sleeping!" Everett exclaims, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. "Now you made this all weird."
"Me?" Knox kisses the inside of Everett's palm while chuckling. "But you started this," Knox says, his gaze intense and focused. "And I expect you to finish it."
Everett raises his brow in question. "How do you want me to do that?"
"You told me last night that you wanted my cock for another round, remember?" Knox guides Everett's hand down his body without breaking eye contact, placing it directly on top of his morning wood. Everett gasps and his hand curls around it instinctively. "Suck me," Knox repeats Everett's words from last night, his voice even and rough. "Do a good job and maybe I'll let you ride it tonight."
Everett nearly moans at that.
He wordlessly accepts the challenge by leaning over to kiss Knox, their tongues clashing as his thumb caresses the leaking head of Knox's shaft; it's long and thick, a prominent vein running down one side. Everett has no idea if it will actually fit inside him or not, but he's excited to find out.
"No teasing, kitten. Want your mouth." Knox pulls Everett's hand back up his body, then he presses Everett's wet fingers against his own mouth. "Clean them," Knox orders. "Then do what I told you to do."
Everett trembles at the filthy command. Only Knox could boss him around like this in bed and it have his cock hard and throbbing within minutes.
"Do you also want me to call you sir while I'm at it?" Everett quips, licking his fingers clean while Knox continues to hold his wrist. "Some people are into daddy kink, and you kinda have the look. I wouldn't be surprised if that's secretly your thing—"
"Enough." Knox cuts Everett off by gripping his throat, gently guiding him down and down until Everett's lips brush against the tip of his erection. Knox moves his hand again, sinking it into Everett's curls while gripping the base of his dick with his free hand. "You're lucky I don't feel like getting up to spank your smart ass." Knox wields his dick and taps at Everett's partially opened mouth. Everett moans and opens his mouth wider, relaxing his jaw. "Good boy. Now take it down your throat."
The words spur Everett on.
He lowers his head, confidence sparkling in his eyes, and inch by inch he swallows Knox down. He hums around the hard shaft, eventually finding a comfortable pace to settle on while his head bobs up and down. Knox groans and rocks his hips when they make eye contact again, which causes more saliva to escape from the corners of Everett's mouth.
Such a filthy fucking mess they're making, and to Knox, Everett looks beautiful throughout it all.
"Fuck, kitten. Your mouth feels incredible," Knox says, his body tensing with pleasure. "Look how well you're taking me. Every fucking inch. Such a good boy..." Knox tightens his grip on Everett's hair, helping to guide his movements while continually thrusting upward. "You look so goddamn sexy when you choke on it. Need some air, pretty boy?"
Everett moans at the compliment, tears of pleasure welling in his eyes as Knox pulls him up to get a few seconds of air. He coughs, swallows, and then lowers his head back down on his own, his tongue tasting every inch of Knox greedily. It's easy for Everett to find pleasure in Knox's pleasure, his throat contrasting around Knox's dick with each powerful stroke.
"Touch your cock for me," Knox commands, his voice slightly strained as he fights against the need to cum. "That's it. Good boy... A little faster now... Yeah, let me fucking hear it..."
Everett's arousal spikes from the sounds his hand makes after he slides it inside his underwear to stroke his cock. His face is flushed and his body is shaking as he nears the sweet edge of release. His mouth and tongue continue to work their magic on Knox, swirling around the dripping tip of Knox's cock with each rise of his head. Everett's free hand cups Knox's balls, squeezing and caressing them until Knox's thrusts became more frantic.
"So fucking perfect you are," Knox breathes, his brow drawing inward as Everett sucks him like a million dollars is on the line. "My perfect... little kitten... I can't wait to slut you out, turn you into another beautiful mess. Bet you'd love it."
Everett moans his answer.
The thought of that happening while paired with the sight in front of him right now, Everett licking and sucking him off while playing with himself, is more than enough to send Knox over the edge.
With one last thrust, Knox lets out a low growl as he spills his cum down Everett's throat. The orgasm feels never-ending, the back of Knox's neck tingling as Everett moves up his body to kiss him after swallowing his cum.
"You next, kitten." Knox uses his large hand to hold their cocks together, helping to stroke Everett to the finish line. He cums fast with a loud cry, then he collapses on top of Knox and the mess he just made.
"My fucking jaw hurts," Everett mumbles. "Why do you have to be so fucking huge?"
Knox laughs, one hand squeezing Everett's ass. Everett grinds against him in response, later yelping after Knox slaps his cheeks hard. "Behave, you horny little brat."
"When am I going to find out how your punishments feel?" Everett lifts his head and smiles while looking into Knox's eyes, mischief written all over his face. "How many more buttons of yours do I need to push?"
"Keep mouthing off and you'll find out soon enough," Knox answers, swatting his bottom again. "Now roll your sweaty ass off me so we can get up and shower—"
A knock sounds at the door.
They both sigh at the same time.
"It was fun while it lasted," Everett laughs.
He rolls off Knox and runs into the bathroom, shutting the door behind himself. He doesn't turn on the shower but presses his ear against the bathroom door to eavesdrop instead. He thought it might be Josie stopping by to pay him a visit, but instead, it was her husband looking to speak with Knox.
Something about grocery shopping and Josie having swollen feet. Their voices are so low and deep that it's hard for Everett to hear everything clearly.
Minutes go by and the bedroom door finally shuts. Everett backs away from the bathroom door and turns on the shower right as Knox steps inside. He gives Everett a knowing look.
"Okay, yes, I was eavesdropping! Sue me," Everett mutters. Knox chuckles, rolling his eyes. "What did Gavin want? Is Josie going into labor? Is she ok—"
Knox holds up a hand to quiet Everett. "Josie and the girls usually do the grocery shopping around here, but Josie's feet are swollen, so she can't make the trip. Gav doesn't trust any of the other girls with his credit card, so he asked if you and I wanted to do it instead."
"Why us?" Everett asks.
"I'm not repeating what he told me," Knox replies.
It takes a couple of seconds for Everett to see the bigger picture, but he eventually does.
"Wait. Oh my God. Is he... trying to hook us up?" Everett smiles big, then he laughs again after Knox mutters something unintelligible while walking into the shower. "Aw, come on! You gotta admit this was super sweet of him. Your brothers care about you and just want to see you happy, Knox. I'm glad they think I make a good partner for you."
"I'm pretty sure this was all Josie's idea," Knox says.
"Well, I definitely know she's rooting for us," Everett laughs.
"Stop with the sappy shit and get in here while the water is hot," Knox says, holding a hand out for Everett. He slips off his underwear and takes Knox's hand, stepping into the shower.
As the hot water runs down their bodies, the steam rises and swirls around them like an embrace. Everett stands close to Knox while lathering up, their bodies just barely touching. He takes a moment to admire Knox's tall, muscular frame, appreciating the way the water droplets glisten on his tanned skin.
Knox watches Everett's every move. He allows Everett to trace the lines of his back tattoo, his gentle touch soothing Knox's rowdy soul.
It isn't long before the space between them disappears, and their lips reunite in a passionate kiss. So many sweet, unhurried kisses, some of which carry the promise of a future together. Everett is scared to hold out hope, but against his better judgment, he does it anyway.
Close to an hour later, Knox's truck pulls into the parking lot of Sunnystone Supermarket and parks. He surveys the area as he and Everett walk inside. The store is bustling with activity, but they manage to navigate their way through the busy aisles with ease. Though Knox's RBF can also be to blame. One glance from him and people scurry away in the opposite direction.
"Calm down, panda. We're almost done here," Everett tells him twenty minutes later after stopping to look at the cereal. "What do your brothers like?"
"Everything. They aren't picky when it comes to food," Knox says, continuing to look around for potential danger.
"That doesn't help me at all," Everett mutters. "And can I just say how annoying it is that Gavin sent us off without a list? We aren't Josie and I don't know why I'm the one in charge here and not you."
"I told you I need to stay on alert for—"
"The Jackals. Yeah, yeah, I know."
"Right. So just grab whatever looks good. It's not a big deal."
"Fine. Whatever." Everett tosses random boxes into the cart. "Let's take a look at the meat next, and then we can—" A loud bang sounds from a few aisles over, catching Knox's attention. He automatically reaches for his gun that's hidden by his cut until Everett stops him by gripping his wrist. "Don't! Something probably just fell over," Everett whispers frantically. "No need to pull your fucking gun out. Jesus Christ, man. What happened to leaving it in the truck?"
"Stay here," Knox says, looking ahead. "I'll be right back."
Everett can't even get a word out to protest because Knox moves too damn fast. One minute he was standing there beside him, and the next he was gone. Everett huffs in frustration, but he also understands why Knox is on edge. They've had one too many close calls lately. Doubting that this is one could very well be the mistake that costs them their lives.
"I don't know what kind of Hallmark moment Josie and Gavin thought we'd have here, but this isn't it," Everett laughs to himself.
He continues to study the cereal options, trying to look busy while waiting for Knox to return. As he's reaching for a box of Honey Nut Cheerios, a tall blonde with surfer boy looks and light blue eyes approaches him and speaks.
"I don't care what anyone says. Honey Nut Cheerios are above everything else." The man flashes Everett a warm smile while grabbing two boxes to put into his cart. "You a fan of them, too?"
"Oh. Uh..." Everett waves at his overflowing cart. "My tastes are all over the place. I don't really have a favorite cereal."
"Interesting. How about this: pop tarts or toaster strudels?"
"Strudels all day."
"See, I knew you were more than just a pretty face."
Everett laughs, rolling his eyes. "You're ridiculous."
"I'll consider that a compliment if you give me your num..." The man looks past Everett, suddenly unable to finish his sentence after Knox reappears to wrap a possessive arm around Everett's waist. "Shit. My bad. I-I didn't know you were, um, in a relationship."
"Move the fuck on before you piss me off and I do something that ends with you dead and me in prison," Knox speaks calmly and with a straight face, his grey eyes scanning over the unimpressive blonde. The man's blue eyes widen in fear and he takes a step back, then two more, clearly intimidated by Knox's imposing presence. "I don't enjoy repeating myself..." The man clutches his cart and runs. Knox doesn't release Everett until after the man turns down a different aisle. "Who the fuck was that?"
"A friendly stranger who you nearly scared the shit out of." Everett can't help but chuckle at Knox's display of jealousy. "Things didn't end well the last time I got a dude's number in a grocery store, remember? I'd rather not go down that road again, plus I'm with you now..." Everett pauses, studying Knox's expression. "Or am I not?"
Knox blinks. "Is that a rhetorical question?"
"Just answer it," Everett whispers, his pulse racing.
Knox roughly cups Everett's chin, tilting it up, to respond with a kiss that makes him moan and his knees buckle.
"Of course you're with me," Knox says. "You're mine. And the next time I catch another motherfucker talking sweet to you, I'm going to interrupt the conversation with one of my fists instead of my words. Now let's finish up and get the hell out of here."
Knox turns around and begins walking.
Everett blushes and follows after him, whispering under his breath. "It's definitely giving Daddy."