Rhett/Ivory SmutFest

Kyndal snickered.
"You are so sweet Rhett, you know that?" Only thing that ever got him upset was if Rhett called him a slut or whore.

"Fuck off ya slut." He snapped grouchily.

Kyndal's smile faded, his eyes holding a deep sadness.
"...Don't call me that please." His voice wasn't harsh. It was soft and almost pleading. That word from anyone else, he could laugh it off. But not from Rhett. Rhett was his lover...
Slut was a word used when people saw him in bars. Or back when he had been a slave. Slut was not something his lover should call him.

Rhett said nothing, his face drawn in a deep scowl. When he was pissed off he was pissed off but he wouldnt say it again. He did love Kyndal even if he was an ass about it sometimes. He woulednt hurt him....
Though he really wanted to right now.

"Thank you." Kyndal nodded. Rhett and he were ALWAYS fighting lately. But it made Kyndal feel better about it knowing that Rhett still cared enough to do that. He rested his head on Rhett's shoulder and tried to sleep.

It didnt take long for Rhett to wrap his arm around Kyndal, pressing the boy close.
"Ah love ya shart stack, remembar, neva forgat."

Kyndal smiled softly.
"I love you too Rhett." He nodded, pausing. "Now, I'm not gonna get all pissy if you say yes but... was she better than me at sucking dick?" He raised an eyebrow, he had heard. He wouldn't get bitchy about it. It might upset him a bit but he would just try to make himself even better.

Rhett simply chuckled.
"Wouldn't ya like ta know."

"Seriouslyyy." He poked him, pouting cutely. "I mean... she'd never done it before tonight so if she was better that is a serious problem. That means I suck." He chuckled softly, smiling at Rhett. Yes, this was his Rhett, the man he lvoed so much..

"Ah was jus fuckin with yuh, sheh wasn't thah good at all, sheh was alrigh' buh not close to ya in any way." Rhett grinned lightly, kissing his temple.

"Thank god." Kyndal giggled, nuzzling Rhett's neck. "No one's good as me." He nodded with a wink.

"Yar righ', buh dunt get ah big head, thah's mah job." Rhett grinned softly at him.

Kyndal grinned at him.
"I'll try not to. Its hard though when the sexiest man in the world is MINE." He pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"Ahll yars Shart Stack." Rhett grinned at him, rubbing his stubbly chin against Kyndal's cheek.

Kyndal smiled softly.
"Good." Yes, Rhett was his...

The large man stretched, letting out a small groan as he did so.
"Thah girl was ah betch."

Kyndal chcukled.
"Really? She's rather nice to me."

"Sheh stinks." Rhett rolled his eyes. "An sheh looks like shit in tha dress."

Kyndal giggled.
"Aww, she's pretty. And she has big tits. that is all the matters." He laughed.

"Her pussy was wet an nasta." The man pretended to gag.

"all pussies are wet and nasty." Kyndal made a face. "Girls are gross." He whined.

"Indeed thah are. Ya jus hand ta bring one to meh didnt ya?" He shook his head. "Ah had at fuck thah."

Kyndal chuckled.
"You didn't HAVE to fuck it. You chose to, mister."

"Ah tld et ta get out an ya wouldnt let et out." Rhett rolled his eyes.

Kyndal chuckled.
"Well until she said someone elses name you two sounded like you were having a good time."