Chapitre 265: Comforted in our loneliness (suggestive)

Kellen knew that Rhys was no liar, but he didn't really put that into perspective for when the man was on the edge, had Kellen in his lap, and needed a distraction mentally and physically. 

Kellen was willing to do whatever Rhys needed, within reason, and Rhys seemed to know perfectly where Kellen's line was without verbally asking him. 

Kellen felt like putty in the man's hands. 

Somehow, Rhys was able to feed Kellen by hand, take swigs from bottles of alcohol, all while keeping Kellen in his lap and whispering encouraging words to him. At one point, Kellen shifted, trying to awkwardly adjust his cock in his pants, and Rhys noticed. 

That was when all hell broke loose. 

It was like something unlocked inside of Rhys, and he put down the fork in his hand and with a golden eyed glance at Kellen, he unbuckled Kellen's pants before leaning Kellen back against the couch and stroking his cock like a man on a mission.