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[bloodwords]

As the other keeps thrusting he feels the knot growing, the way it catches against his rim and he whimpers, arching his hips and eager to be filled with Rhy's knot -- tied together and fully mated and claimed by his alpha.

"Mm," he strokes faster, and it doesn't take much longer before he comes over his hand, his body producing more slick as he presses into the other's thrusts harder.

[unbreakable_king]

"Mine," Rhy reminded his brother, his mate, his omega. "Mine."

ANother last thrust and he felt himself coming hard, slamming into Kell one last time, the knot finally holding him in place.

[bloodwords]

Kell trembles underneath Rhy, overcome with being claimed so fully with his mate. He holds lose to him, crying out as the other thrusts into him hard, and filling his seed spilling inside of him.

[unbreakable_king]

Rhy is just panting, his attention on his lover, his mate.

"Kell," he purred, leaning down to kiss his mark.

[bloodwords]

Kell makes a quiet noise, tilting his head as the other kisses the mark, letting out a harsh breath.

"Mm, Rhy," he can't quite formulate any more words than that.

[unbreakable_king]

"You have no clue how many times we're going to do this," Rhy laughs. "I am already addicted.

[bloodwords]

"I've created a monster," Kell finally pants, shifting slightly and then whimpering as the other's knots tugs at him.

[unbreakable_king]

"You have not," Rhy answered. "You've always been what I wanted. We were always barrelling toward this."

And he whines at the pull. Please don't do that brother.

[bloodwords]

Kell settles, though, it's a bit hard to remain still, truthfully. He shakes his head.

"You and your flair for the dramatic."

[unbreakable_king]

That's good. Rhy mouths at the mark his brother bears, and he smiles.

"You like my flair, love."

[bloodwords]

Kell shudders beneath him, his passage pulsing around Rhy's knot at the attention to the mark.

"It's annoying," he huffs breathlessly.

[unbreakable_king]

"You love it," he repeats, smiling. "LIke you love me."

[bloodwords]

“Don’t get too full of yourself,” Kell huffs and shifts beneath Rhy.

[unbreakable_king]

"I think you're full of me," Rhy countered with a grin, rolling his hips a little to help him remember just who was full of who.

[bloodwords]

Kell bites back a gasp as the other rolls his hips. His thighs tightening and he drops his head back. "Hilarious, Rhy.

But he's breathless.

[unbreakable_king]

"Oh you love the reminder. Admit it. You're going to be desperate to have my cock and my knot in you all of the time."

Mischief curled over his lips.

"I can't wait for the first time I knot you on the throne."

[bloodwords]

Kell shivers and it feels so good to be knotted and he knows there's some truth -- especially right now when he's certainly in heat.

"We can't do that there," Kell protests immediately.

[unbreakable_king]

Rhy really would need to cancel so many appointments. And have food sent up.

"Oh we can. I'm king. I said so."

[bloodwords]

"Rhy," Kell tries to sound stern. The idea of being knotted on the throne while sending a wave of need and arousal through him also embarrasses him beyond measure.

[unbreakable_king]

"I'll make sure the guards aren't inside the room. And no bowls of water for scrying in either. Everything to protect the privacy of my consort, my mate, my partner."

Because, technically, Kell was a noble. Kell was Vestra by adoption, a member of a royal line family. Which meant he would have the right to sit at Rhy's side not only as his consort and mate, but as a coruler. It was something that their mother had never truly sought, though her Vestra blood meant she had the right. But Kell? Rhy intended to give him power.

[bloodwords]

"It's still..." Kell tries to argue but it's really difficult with the way the other is still inside him and his heat is still very much in effect. He's far more private than Rhy. He always has been and doing something there felt like far too much to him! And power? He didn't want it. He already had enough to deal with.

[unbreakable_king]

"It's still what?" Rhy asked, stroking Kell's cheek. "Would you really ask me to be alone, serve alone, rule alone? It seems unfair, brother."

[bloodwords]

"Helping you rule and serve is not the same as what you just suggested, Rhy!" Kell counters. Still, he doesn't need or want power. He's already got enough on his shoulders as an antari could he not just continue to serve his king, to protect Rhy?

"I will always serve you, brother."

He has far before mating with him, before bonding with him.

[unbreakable_king]

"Fine, no sex on the throne. But will you rule at my side? Be a power for yourself and your people and not just because mother and father took you in?"

[bloodwords]

Kell is relieved that at least Rhy relents on that first point. He shifts uncomfortably beneath Rhy, it's hard to think on his own when he's in heat.

"It's not fair to have this conversation when I'm like this," Kell says softly, nearly pouting. Every part of his being wants to submit to his alpha in any and everything. It's hard to keep his actual thoughts in focus.