driveway.
It’s Darrek, and he’s with someone, another
man
whom Kyle doesn’t recognize at first. They’re standing by the side of a black SUV, and kissing. The sight of Darrek with another man’s tongue evidently shoved so far back in his throat—to the point where Kyle is amazed that he’s even managing to breathe—is the cause for his initial shock. Never having hinted before that he’s even been slightly attracted to another man, it’s perplexing enough, but when Kyle sees that it’s
Gabriel Hunter
that is kissing his best friend, it makes it even worse.
“Holy fucking shit on a stick,” he mutters, nearly dropping the belt sander.
The next thing to hit him is a powerful surge of protectiveness for Darrek, knowing the type of guy that Gabriel is, the cold-hearted bastard that he’s always been during Kyle’s sessions with Ben.
At first when Gabriel was only handling the photography and technical aspects of the videos and webcasts that he’d been doing for almost half-a-year now as Ben’s slave, Kyle had been fairly indifferent to him. It was when Gabriel started to assist once in a while with the torture that Kyle felt he saw who Gabriel
really
was, the sick pleasure he got out of dominating people, the blank, angry look in his eyes while he did it, like he was getting off on other people’s misery.
Kyle gets a different vibe from Ben, which is why he’s been so devoted to him. Ben always takes care of him, knows what he needs and rewards him greatly for being obedient. And even when Ben is causing him blissfully intense pain and pleasure, he always sees the intent clearly shining in Ben’s eyes, the attention that he pays to his slaves, his respect for their boundaries, and the deep, unspoken affection he has for them. Kyle has heard that Gabriel’s personal limits and the extent of what he does with his submissives is usually more restrained than with Ben or Trace, but it doesn’t even seem to matter in the long run, not when Gabriel seems like such a spiteful, heartless bastard while he’s doing it.
Gabriel breaks the kiss and says something quietly to Darrek that Kyle can’t hear. Then he gets back in the vehicle and drives away.
When Darrek turns and starts to head to the house, Kyle sees immediately his exaggerated limp, his sickly pallor and the tightness in his expression, speaking clearly of his underlying torment and discomfort. Kyle runs over to him.
“Dare! Dare, are you alright man?” he asks, honestly concerned, setting the tool in his hand aside so that his hands are free to help Darrek up the few steps leading to his front door. Kyle knows what it means, that Darrek has gone to see Gabriel for his professional services. That’s not what bothers him. Hell, Kyle’s been actively encouraging him to call and do it for the release he knows it could provide him. Gabriel is not who Kyle expected Diadem to pair Darrek with, but it’s not Kyle’s call to make. That’s not what bothers him either. It’s the fact that Gabriel was
kissing
him, that Gabriel
brought Darrek home
. It means that things have gotten mixed up, that lines have been crossed, and Kyle doesn’t like it one bit.
Darrek freezes when he sees Kyle, guilt washing over his expression at being caught by his best friend in the world, standing in front of his house locking lips with another dude. It doesn’t last long. Without any more fight or strength left in him, Darrek sighs heavily, deflating. “Um, Look. I’m really not up for company, man. You borrowing the sander?”
“Yeah... the sander,” Kyle says distractedly. “Dare, did you call that number? Did you...?”
“I don’t want to talk about it, Kyle. Not right now. I just... I just want to go inside and
rest
. I don’t feel so hot...” he mutters, and then blushes when he realizes what he said.
“I’m not... I just want to help. Here, let me get the door open,” Kyle says, grabbing the keys from Darrek and using a firm grip on his
It’s Darrek, and he’s with someone, another
man
whom Kyle doesn’t recognize at first. They’re standing by the side of a black SUV, and kissing. The sight of Darrek with another man’s tongue evidently shoved so far back in his throat—to the point where Kyle is amazed that he’s even managing to breathe—is the cause for his initial shock. Never having hinted before that he’s even been slightly attracted to another man, it’s perplexing enough, but when Kyle sees that it’s
Gabriel Hunter
that is kissing his best friend, it makes it even worse.
“Holy fucking shit on a stick,” he mutters, nearly dropping the belt sander.
The next thing to hit him is a powerful surge of protectiveness for Darrek, knowing the type of guy that Gabriel is, the cold-hearted bastard that he’s always been during Kyle’s sessions with Ben.
At first when Gabriel was only handling the photography and technical aspects of the videos and webcasts that he’d been doing for almost half-a-year now as Ben’s slave, Kyle had been fairly indifferent to him. It was when Gabriel started to assist once in a while with the torture that Kyle felt he saw who Gabriel
really
was, the sick pleasure he got out of dominating people, the blank, angry look in his eyes while he did it, like he was getting off on other people’s misery.
Kyle gets a different vibe from Ben, which is why he’s been so devoted to him. Ben always takes care of him, knows what he needs and rewards him greatly for being obedient. And even when Ben is causing him blissfully intense pain and pleasure, he always sees the intent clearly shining in Ben’s eyes, the attention that he pays to his slaves, his respect for their boundaries, and the deep, unspoken affection he has for them. Kyle has heard that Gabriel’s personal limits and the extent of what he does with his submissives is usually more restrained than with Ben or Trace, but it doesn’t even seem to matter in the long run, not when Gabriel seems like such a spiteful, heartless bastard while he’s doing it.
Gabriel breaks the kiss and says something quietly to Darrek that Kyle can’t hear. Then he gets back in the vehicle and drives away.
When Darrek turns and starts to head to the house, Kyle sees immediately his exaggerated limp, his sickly pallor and the tightness in his expression, speaking clearly of his underlying torment and discomfort. Kyle runs over to him.
“Dare! Dare, are you alright man?” he asks, honestly concerned, setting the tool in his hand aside so that his hands are free to help Darrek up the few steps leading to his front door. Kyle knows what it means, that Darrek has gone to see Gabriel for his professional services. That’s not what bothers him. Hell, Kyle’s been actively encouraging him to call and do it for the release he knows it could provide him. Gabriel is not who Kyle expected Diadem to pair Darrek with, but it’s not Kyle’s call to make. That’s not what bothers him either. It’s the fact that Gabriel was
kissing
him, that Gabriel
brought Darrek home
. It means that things have gotten mixed up, that lines have been crossed, and Kyle doesn’t like it one bit.
Darrek freezes when he sees Kyle, guilt washing over his expression at being caught by his best friend in the world, standing in front of his house locking lips with another dude. It doesn’t last long. Without any more fight or strength left in him, Darrek sighs heavily, deflating. “Um, Look. I’m really not up for company, man. You borrowing the sander?”
“Yeah... the sander,” Kyle says distractedly. “Dare, did you call that number? Did you...?”
“I don’t want to talk about it, Kyle. Not right now. I just... I just want to go inside and
rest
. I don’t feel so hot...” he mutters, and then blushes when he realizes what he said.
“I’m not... I just want to help. Here, let me get the door open,” Kyle says, grabbing the keys from Darrek and using a firm grip on his
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