Kiera's gaze matched her actions. He could see the hunger in her eyes and it was enough to be it's own act of pleasure. He couldn't recall ever looking into a woman's eyes and feeling this consumed. Despite him being in the dominant posture it was Kiera who held him in her palm. Could he have taken control? Well, yes, had he in the past? Absolutely, there'd been those moments where her taunting had the reverse effect and instead of allowing her free reign to manipulate his hardened rod and tease him. He'd grasped her gorgeous blonde hair and fucked his cock into her mouth with a near reckless desire to enjoy her lovely mouth and tight throat. This wasn't one of those moments. He was absolutely captivated by her hauntingly gorgeous gaze and her exploring lips and tongue. When she ripped open his shirt it'd caused the man to literally gasp in response. "F-fu, Kiera.." Despite that shirt being one of his most comfortable. It was entirely lost in that moment, not a single shred of regret in watching her tear it from his masculine form.<br/><br/>Rippling muscles put on display for her visual pleasure. He'd heard her words, he really did. She wanted him to lay down, it just took him awhile to really process it. He was caught in the lull of her affection, the way she rose along his body like a serpent. Lips exploring not just his cock but his chest and his abdomen. When she finally forced him back in, deep, straight into her throat. Powerful fingers slid into her blonde hair and tightened, he didn't need to control her pace as she of her own accord started rapidly bobbing to fuck his cock between her plush lips. It couldn't have been more perfect...<br/><br/>It'd taken several minutes for Luke to get access to the building but when he had it was just a matter of traversing the stairs. He didn't take the elevator because he really didn't want the woman he followed into the place to get nervous and call the authorities. He wasn't entirely sure that his sleeve was registered and what would happen if the police got involved. He'd gotten over the initial disorientation and sickness of being quite literally alive again. He'd seen himself in the mirror, he wasn't, really sure what to make it. He knew he was on his own body but it hadn't been explained to him why or how. Suppose it was irrelevant now, he just wanted to see her. Consequences be damned, he needed her to know he was still alive or rather.. he was back. As he approached Kiera's unit he heard the soft electronic whir of the lock cycling open. "Yes! At least the A.I. still works." It'd likely been the best news he'd had since he returned.<br/><br/>As he reached for the door handle the entry to Kiera's apartment posed no resistance. She'd mapped his features into the A.I. face and voice recognition when they'd been together. So the A.I. simply and unceremoniously opened the door for him as if it was his home. It sealed shut with a whoosh of air once he'd entered. It was unlikely that Kiera or Jace had heard him well, because the wet sounds of her hungry mouth were active enough to almost be heard outside of the room. The speed and intensity of her hungry mouth was fierce. It wasn't until he'd crossed through the living room area, past her kitchen and into the open doorway of her bedroom that he understood what was happening. He clearly saw Jace. Face masked in pleasure, but even seeing the bobbing blonde head. He didn't immediately think it was Kiera.<br/><br/>That was until his brother's hands set to work to pull her mouth from his saliva soaked flesh. The fat head of his organ had strings of thick spittle that looked as if it'd come from her throat connecting both her upper and lower lip to his cock. "You're going to make me cum already like that." He tease down to her. There was joy and.. something more, was it love? In his eyes as he peered down at the woman. It was that angle of her face that let him see that.. wait, was it? How? Was that Kiera? He took a side-step without even realizing, sort of lost in the moment and the sudden rush of blood to his head made him feel as if he'd fall off balance like when he'd first re-awoken. The changing angle let him see more of them, well, more of her. The words were dry on his lips as his throat managed to croak out. "I.. what's happening?" It's not that he didn't know time passed, it's not that he wasn't aware what happened to him. It was all there like a vivid memory mocking him, it's just.. how did they get here?<br/><br/>The rush of emotions overwhelming, he was delighted to see the two people he loved most. He just didn't think he'd see them like this. Lust, love, confusion, anger, heartache. It all played out at once in his mind and he had to press one of his large palms to the door frame to catch himself from sinking to a knee as the anxiety that followed the rush of emotions threatened once more to take him off of his feet.