"Losing Control"

Kankri's vow crumbled as he gazed into Cronus' sparkling eyes, and with a growl, he pulled Cronus into his lap, straddling him. Cronus let out a soft gasp as his body adjusted to the new position, and his nook immediately began to drip. He tensed, his eyes widening in embarrassment, as he tried to hold back a whine. "Ah, Kankri, wait," Cronus warned, his voice strained, "I'm going to be dripping all over your lap in just a second." He expected Kankri to stop, to pull away and give him space, but instead, Kankri's expression turned fierce. His eyes flashed with a hungry gleam, and he growled, the sound low and rough. Undeterred by Cronus' warning, Kankri pulled Cronus closer, his hands grasping for the hem of Cronus' shirt. He yanked it up, revealing the lace that had caught his attention earlier, and his eyes feasted on the sight. Cronus' face went hot, and he felt his nook dripping faster, the liquid soaking into his underwear and threatening to spill over. Kankri's gaze locked onto Cronus', and he leaned in, his lips brushing against Cronus' ear. "I don't care," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down Cronus' spine. With a swift motion, he pulled Cronus into a kiss, his tongue probing deep into Cronus' mouth. Cronus' body responded instinctively, his purr rumbling to life as he wrapped his arms around Kankri's waist. He was torn between his embarrassment and his desire, and as Kankri's kiss deepened, he forgot all about his dripping nook. For a moment, all that mattered was the feel of Kankri's lips on his, the way his body seemed to fit perfectly into Kankri's. As they kissed, Cronus' nook continued to drip, the liquid soaking into Kankri's pants, but Kankri didn't seem to notice. He was lost in the moment, his focus solely on Cronus. The lace trim on Cronus' underwear was visible, and Kankri's fingers itched to touch it, to explore the soft fabric. Cronus' eyes fluttered open, and he gazed up at Kankri, his vision blurry. He knew he should pull away, should try to stop this, but his body seemed to have a mind of its own. He was melting into Kankri's kiss, his desire overriding his embarrassment. As they broke apart for air, Cronus' gaze locked onto Kankri's, and he saw the same desire reflected back at him. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the only sound the heavy breathing and the quiet dripping of Cronus' nook. Then, without a word, Kankri leaned in, his lips brushing against Cronus' ear, and Cronus knew he was in trouble. He was completely and utterly lost, and he had a feeling that he would never be the same again.